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Saturday August 28th, 2010 Commentary Team: Bobby Fecca & Eddie Styles Venue: Staples Center, Los Angeles, California Theme Song: "Still Unbroken" by Lynyrd Skynard Deadline: 11PM CST SATURDAY! August 28th 24 Hour Deadline 11pm CST Friday Night, August 27th
Main Event 2 on 1 Handicap Match Damien Collins versus Power & Glory(Gee & Tank) Ref Assigned: Jim Richards Writer: Johnathan (We all saw at Caged Combat when Damien interupted the party Gee was throwing herslef after a successful Tag title defense. The devilish femme fatale worked her magic to get Brooks to agree to this match. Can Damien, the newly crowned PWT Heavyweight champion, survive this handicap match just two weeks removed form Caged Combata nd a beating at the hands of Natural Selection? Tune in to find out only on Shockwave!)
Singles Match Tani Lyons vs Ginny Genocide Ref Assigned: Mitch Roberts Writer: Heather (In a short amount of time this match has become one that fans were looking forward to. Ginny has burst onto the scene with an impressive lil winning streak. She was the first woman to put a loss on Mikah's record, beating our championess to that one. But don't forget that Tani is STILL the championess and STILL undefeated thusfar in the season. Folks this match could be a clash of epic proportions! Can anyone say possible future title match preview?)
Advertised Segment "In The Eye of The Storm" Hosted by MJ Storm! Special Guests: MJ Storm & Caitlin Fury Writer: Johnathan (Finally after weeks and weeks of torment at Caged Combat we found out who was under the hoods of the Masked Man an Woman. Turns out the figure from CM's past was noneother than MJ STORM! And his companion, to the shock of everyone, was Caitlin Fury as opposed to Rhya Michaels! But we all want to know one thing. Why. WHY MJ WHY?! Find out on Shockwave as MJ interviews himself and Caitlin)
Singles Match Duke Andrews vs Martin Wright Ref Assigned: Frank Mason Writer: Justin (Martin Wright just can't seem to catch a good break folks. And all his grief seems to be because of one man: Javen. And now, after Martin cost Javen teh Backyard Brawl, he's booked against Duke Andrews. Rumor is this is Javen's doing as well. How will Martin survive against Duke? Cause folks ya just know that Duke is not gonna be in a good mood after coming within an eyelash of being the PWT World's Heavyweight champion. Good luck Martin.)
Singles Match Lilian Hart vs Mikah Special Guest Commentary: Tani Lyons Ref Assigned: Willie Sharpe Writer: Heather (After the events that transpired at Caged Combat this match is kind of a given. Since her arrival Lilian has had alot of anger directed at Mikah. It all boiled over at Caged Combat during the lumberjill match. Hart got into quite atiff with Mikah. Some would even say Lilian cost Mikah the Femme Fatale championship. Well Mikah would like a "chat", and more, with Lilian. She's got to be fuming after that match. And a pissed off Mikah can't be good for anybody. And to share her insight into this match we have our riegning Femme Fatale championess!)
Tag Team Rankings Match Veterans Inc(CM & PW) vs Silent Spirit(Whysper & Eagle) Ref Assigned: Mitch Roberts Writer: Nate (Ya know that CM wanted to get his hand son MJ Storm this week but Brooks felt that was a bad idea. So instead folks the boss has booked us another tag match to better determine the soontobereleased rankings! Its Veterans Inc taking on NEW Backyard champion Whysper and the high-soaring Eagle! Ladies and gentlemen we may have to get clearance from the FAA for this match!)
Singles Match Ciara Cage vs Mari Saito Ref Assigned: Frank Mason Writer: Big Bad John (Wow! At Caged Combat we saw noneother than Ciara Cage return to PWT! Boy did she look great after just having a baby a couple months back. She's one o fthe most popular Femme Fatale championess' in the history of PWT. We're glad to have her back in teh ring again. However there's no easy return match for Ciara. She's booked against the Japanese jewel herself: Mari Saito! After a successful debut the weekend of Caged Combat how will she handle a former Femme Fatale championess?)
Singles Match Jamie Static w/Ginny Genocide vs Frank Martin w/Sophia Ref Assigned: Jim Richards Writer: Nate (There's not alot behind this match folks. We're basically just giving these guys a chance to get out here more to showcase their abilities to our worldwide audience. Definately a great chance for both men to make their names in PWT. But in the end somebody's leaving with a dubbya an someone takes home a big fat "L". Tune in to see who leaves with which parting gifts)
Tag Team Rankings Match The New Revolution(Addams & Lyle) vs The Terror Twins(Ezrynn & Illiyia) Ref Assigned: Willie Sharpe Writer: Scotty McAddams (There's rumors of even more cracks forming in the foundations of Team PWT. Scott Addams knows this and so he went to Brooks an asked for this match. he wants to prove that he an Zarak have no hard feelings after Caged Combat. But, really, is it true? Is everything fine there or is there something to these rumors? This match will be a great way to find out. Not to mention its achance for The terror Twins to keep themselves in a string position when teh tag rankings come out.)
Advertised Segment Caged Combat Aftermath Writer: Johnathan (We kick Shockwave off this week with Jonathan Brooks addressing the PWT megaverse about the status of Xavier Homicide and all of PWT in general)
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Dark Match Main Event Kim Pain vs TJ Bryce (We've got plans for Kim to be involved ina segment on the televised show so she's maine ventingf or our live audience this week. Its not an easy match for Kim though as she gets TJ Bryce who has begun to build a nice lil winning streak. So look for this one to be a sleeper hit of a match)
Dark Match Lainy Phillips vs Elizabeth Rossdale (We'd really liked to of had Lainy on tv in a match this week but just didn't have room. So for one more show she gets to put on a show for the fans live in the arena.)
Dark Match Masked Avenger vs Tripp (We haven't seen much of our hero lately, rumors are of a major crime wave striking Gotham City recently. This week though he's back to deal with Tripp though. This one should be a pretty good match for those live at the arena.)
Dark Match Matlock vs Tony Rich (Tony recently did a brief interview and seemed a lil fed up being left off the show this week. Brooks has alot of other things on his mind right now. So he's decided to book Tony Rich against Matlock to open thinsg up for the live audience in LA.)
ALSO APPEARING: Natural Selection?!, Terri LaMin, Javen, Matlock, and MORE!
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Dark Match Masked Avenger vs Thorn Winner: Masked Avenger Summary: This was a rare time when Maksed Avenger found himself the bigger of two opponents. He was out first and recieved alot of fanfare from the children at tonight's show. The newcomer Thorn was out next and his reaction was quite different. The fans booed him all the way down the ramp. Thorn was threatening a kid at rinsgide when Avenger flew over the top rope an took him down.
After a short brawl outside things moved back into the ring. Thorn took control with a rake of the eyes. He then used his brawling skills to pummel our hero. The fans got behind Avenger but everytime he fought back Thorn cut him off with a dirty tactic.
Thorn had a sleeper locked in tight on Avenger. Slowly the hero was worn down to the mat. The ref checked the arm an it fell twice. fans were cheering in an attempt to will Avenger on. The arm was released teh third time and it fell only half-way! He fought up and broke loose. Avenger to the ropes an he comes back with the "Justice Kick" (Kofi's trouble in paradise kick) and picked up the three count!
Dark Match Lainy Phillips vs Elizabeth Rossdale Winner: Neither Summary: Travel issues prevented Elizabeth from getting to LA and Lainy had some slight issues with her work visa
Dark Match Main Event Matlock vs Tony Rich Winner: Tony Rich Summary: This match found Rich out first and he got a heavy dose of boos as he effectively pledges for the fraternity of Natural Selection. Matlockw as then out sporting a "Team PWT" shirt. The fans of course majorly behind Matlock. he even slapped hands with them.
Finally the match got underway and Matlock took control early. He was using the considerable size difference to his advantage. However being all about joining up with Natural Selection, Tony took to cheap tactics. With teh ref out of position he hit a low blow and took over the match.
With Matlock slowed down Tony could begin to fly around the ring using speed to his advantage. The fans were behind Matlock and he fought hard to stay in this thing. It was just that anytime he made head-way Tony would cut him back off.
Matlock eventually dumps Tony to the outside onto the floor. As you'd imagine Tony was kickin as he was taken towrads the ropes. His foot errantly kicked the ref in the temple putting him down. Matlock checks on the ref as Tony pulled a toolbox form under the ring. He grabbed a wrench and stuck it down his boot. Back in teh ring he goes. Matlock turns aroudn on his knee from checkin on the ref. Loaded Enziguri kick! Matlock was out, Rich makes a pin, Willie Sharpe hauled ass down the ramp, he slides in and makes the three!
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We fade in from black to a still photo of Xavier Homicide on the mat after the fatal three count in the Hell In A Cell match at Caged Combat. Damien Collins is the new champion with a pick of him holding his arm up. But then we switch to a photo of Natural Selection jumping the barricade.
Fecca: Oh.. God..
Duke Andrews is shown confronted at the door by Natural Selection.
Fecca: Oh no.. Andrew- Andrews is being blocked in by Marcus Bain and Con Escobar and they have absolutely no intention of letting him go!
Switch to Duke being ALLOWED out. Then there's a shot of Natural Selection standing around Xavier in the ring. We then hear the sounds of stomps and punches connecting with flesh. Several photos of the various members of Natural Selection hitting move son Xavier. Then finally a series of photos of X being tossed into teh cell, flying back an hitting the apron of the ring, and finally hitting the thinly padded floor
Fecca: .. I think.. We're in serious trouble..
The sounds of several voices belonging to medical personel as they check on Xavier. One last photo of Xavier Homicide is shown on a stretcher, no raised hand with a thumb up that sports stars give usually. The lasts ound we hear is the sound of an ambulance siren as we fade to black and then into the Shockwave opening video.
After the end of the Shockwave opening video we're LIVE in the home of the world champion Los Angeles Lakers! There's no explosion of pyros tonight though folks. As usual the fans are cheering their heads off though. The camera though instead of panning over them comes right down to settle on the ring.
Fecca: Ladies and gentlemen welcome to another night of Saturday Night Shockwave! We're live in Los Angeles, home to the world champion L.A. Lakers! As always folks I'm Bobby Fecca joined at ringside by Eddie Styles. Tonight Eddie we're going to kick things off with an address by PWT's sole owner Jonathan Brooks.
Styles: Yeah and there's been rumors for over a week that he'd have an update on teh condition of Xavier Homicide. Of course I'm looking forward to finding that out. However though Bobbsie rumors persist that Brooks has naother important announcement. I know you have your spies all over the place so tell me what it is.
Fecca: I've heard the same rumors Eddie and I wish I had an inkling as to what it is. However I'm as clueless as you are this time.
Just then we hear the familiar music hit over the speakers. Its of course "Rocky Top" as performered by the University of Tennessee's band. The fans cheer as Jonathan Brooks makes his way out to the ring. He waves to them on his way down. as the boss heads up the steps Sabrina announces his entrance.
Sabrina: Ladies and gentlemen please welcome to the ring the sole owner of Professional Wrestling Today......Jonathan Brooks!
More cheering from the fans as Brooks enters the ring. He steps to the center and turns in all four directions waving. "Rocky Top" fades away as he raises a mic
Brooks: Thank you all for that very warm welcome. Its an honor to be standing her ein the hous of the world champions of the National Basketball Association.
Another pop for the obvious Laker reference.
Brooks: You know folks I wish that I was out here with some better news to kick this thing off tonight. I wish that i was here to tell you that Xavier Homicide was ok except for some minor scrapes and bruises. However I do not deliver such good news as that. Instead tonight I must reluctantly inform you all that Xavier Homicide is...
Jonathan stops an takes a deep breath.
Brooks: Ladies and gentlemen its going to be a very long time before we see Xavier Homicide in a PWT ring again. Honestly right now his doctors have told me there's no guarantee that he'll *ever* be back in the ring again.
Definately not the kind of news that fans wanted to hear tonight. They boo this news majorly.
Fecca: What a damn shame Eddie. What a damn shame that those pieces of crap in Natural Selection may have ended that man's career!
Styles: I know Bobby, I know...
The camera catches shot of a lil kid in the front row with tears in his eyes. We focus back on Brooks though.
Brooks: The doctors say that Xavier suffered a serious concussion along with some internal bruising and other damage thanks to Natural Selection. But folks believe you me, they will not go unpunished! What those scoundrels did was completely uncalled for! They have crossed a line that justs houldn't have been crossed.
That is something everyone can agree upon folks.
Brooks: That's why this morning I took it upon myself to have the PWT legal department draw up five contracts...
A mumur begins in the crowd.
Fecca: Oh my....Eddie you don't think....
Brooks: I had four of those five contracts sent this mornin to the hotel where Natural Selection was staying. And those four contracts were promptly returned to me....
There's actually a smirk on the face of Brooks.
Brooks: On those contracts were the signitures of Con Escobar....Marcus Bain.....Christian Othniel.....and the man known simply as Bedlam.
Boos from the crowd.
Fecca: I can't believe that Mister brooks would sign those four to contracts. It was bad enough we had Jacob Mitchell collecting a check for his actions.
Styles: There's got to be some sort of reasoning...
And there is folks.
Brooks: I know. That is not the most popular move that I could've made. But you see folks with what Team PWT has told me they want to do to Natural Selection? It was in the best interest of this company that I get the rest of Natural Selection signed to contracts. And so we have and starting next week....
Just then the music hita nd out comes Ryan Starr. And folks ya best believe that after what happened to him at Caged Combat he's not a happy camper. Starr stalks down the rampa nd he's got a mic of his own. Into the ring he goes and walks right up towards the boss.
Ryan: What are you going to do about it?! Huh?!
Brooks raises an eyebrow.
Fecca: I'm not sure that's the tone of voic eyou want to take iwth your boss.
Styles: Especially not with all the stuff on his mind dealing with Natural Selection lately. Plus trying to nail Georgia James at the same time.
Ryan: Well?!
Brooks: To what are you referring Ryan? I have no idea what you want to know what i'm going to do about.
Ryan: BULL! You know good and well I'm talking about all these damned injustices that I've suffered because of my views and my sexuality! First you deny me a rightfuls hot at the World Heavyweight championship. Then you tried to pacify me with some shot at another title. Then ya got the fact that my match against Collins I was gettin screwed so hard by the ref and his counting ya woulda thought he was my boyfriend!
Now that's funny and I don't care who you are. The fans even laugh at it.
Ryan: Then it gets even worse at Caged Combat. I'm minding my own business when suddenly I'm swarmed by Natural Selection. They make me feel like Rodney King around here. Butd oes anyone come save me? No! I'm left beaten down and again one of these lousy refs counts me out as Whysper pins me for my Backyard championship! So I want to know what you're going to do about all this.
The owner nods his head.
Brooks: Ryan I don't know if this has ever occured to you but.....you're a dick!
Styles: Whoa!
The crowd cheers.
Brooks: You talk about no one coming to your rescue during the attack by Natural Selection? Have you ever thought maybe you brung it on yourself? Ryan it was *YOU* who came out and basically told both teams to screw theirselves. Of course no one helped you. No man cans urvive as an island unto himself.
Ryan: Yeah, whatever Brooks. I brung it on myself. Uh huh. So tell me now what will you do about the poor officiating going on around here?
Brooks: You know something Ryan? I'm sick and tired of you and guys like you always belly-aching about the officiating. You guys always act like if anything goes wrong its the official's fault. Look I admit that sometimes they make the wrongc all. They're human, not perfect Ryan! But you want to know what I'm going to do about it?
Ryan: Yeah, I do!
Brooks: Well lemme tell ya something Ryan. They say you don't know anything until you've walked a mile in another man's shoes. I think its about time that you take the challenge of walking that mile in another man's shoes. That's why coming up at Hardcore Hell, in Grand Rapids on October third, Ryan Starr you are going to be the official the BIGGEST ten-man match in the entire history of this company!
Folks consider the attention of the arena grabbed by the throat.
Styles: Wait what?
Fecca: I....I don't know Eddie. Ryan Starr is going to referee a ten man match at Hardcore Hell. Folks that is our biggests how of the year.
Ryan: What are you talking about?
Brooks: What I'm talking about whistle-britches is you being the referee of Natural Selection versus Team PWT!
The crowd begins to roar but the boss isn't done yet.
Brooks: Hold on folks I want Ryan to understand this. Because this match is going to be HUGE! Figuratively and literally folks. These past two months have seen the escalation of a war. And at Hardcore Hell our team, Team PWT, is going to end this war. Folks we're going to have two rings, surrounded by a cage. Ladies and gentlemen at Hardcore hell we're going to have.....WAR GAMES!
The crowd absolutely erupts.
Fecca: WHAT?! My God that is HUGE! Eddie that...that's....
Styles: YES! Finally we're getting somewhere Bobbsie! At our biggests how of the year Team PWT will finally get a fair shot at natural Selection! No sneak attacks. There's no coming from the crowd. They have to meet us face to face! YES!
Fecca: I don't know what to say. I'm stunned by the announcement folks. And Ryan Starra s the ref?
Styles: He hates both teams Bobbsie! He's sure to be neutral
Everyone but Ryan Starr seems estatic about this announcement.
Ryan: I hate to burst everyone's bubble....well actually it gives me some pleasure to. But listen Brooks, I don't have any experience as a ref. So nice idea but no thanks. I can't be forced into it.
A look of anger comes across Brooks face.
Brooks: You know what Ryan? I'll give you two options. You will ref this match or you can seek employment elsewhere.
Starr glares.
Brooks: But I tell you somethinge lse Ryan. I'm a fair man so next week you'll get a chance to earn your zebra stripes. Next week you're going to be the official for Natural Selection's own Bedlam taking on the returning Chris Burden!
Fecca: Whoa! Bedlam versus Burden next week? Ryan Starr as the ref?
Styles: I love it!
The bossman tips his cowboy hat and heads towards the ropes. He steps through and makes his way down the stairs. Fans are still buzzin an reaching out to have their hands slapped. Brooks slaps as manya s he can on the way up the ramp. Ryan Starr is left there still fuming as we head to a commercial break.
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When we return to Shockwave after that commercial we're backstage with Jonathan Brooks. He's standing beside "The Candyman" Brandon Marks. The two of them stand before the PWT backdrop and a flatscreen monitor.
Brandon: Ladies and gentlemen this is your one na only candyman, Brandon Marks. Tonight I'm honored to be joined by the man that signs my checks at the end of every month: Jonathan Brooks. Thanks for stopping to chat with me bossman.
Brooks: No problem Brandon.
Brandon: You just made ahuge announcement about the main eventf or Hardcore Hell on October third. Team PWT versus Natural Selection. Its us versus them in a War Games match. You made this announcement after announcing their signings to PWT officially. However you never elaborated on the fifth contract you said that the legal team drew up this morning. Would you like to do so now?
Brooks chuckles a bit.
Brooks: Actually, no Brandon. I will not elabortae on that anymore than to say this: Next week that person will be with us live in Las Vegas to sign that fifth contract. And Brandon? Boy will you an everyone else be surprised when you see who...it...is.
The camera pulls back and there we see Tony Rich. He's seen wearing a "Vote For NS" t-shirt.
Brooks: Is there something I can help you with?
Brandon holds the mic towards Tony
Tony: For a few days now people been asking me why I joined forces with NS it seemed out of the blue. The truth is Jacob Mitchell actually knows my number and we been speaking and it made no sense for me to continue down the path I was on. That would be like sticking with a job that does not pay.
The fans boo.
Tony: Brooks I dont know if you realize who I am but I am Tony Rich. I am the man that at the very sound of my name, panties drop and numbers just magicly appear in my cell phone. The most gifted and might I add the best looking man on the roster. However instead of giving me my proper time, I am forced to take it by interupting you. Do I find this amusing or do I enjoy doing it, (shrugs) slightly but I would most rather be making money in that ring.
Now the bossman raises an eyebrow under the brim of his cowboy hat.
Tony: What you need to start realizing Brooks is you need to prepare for the future. I am only 20 where as most of the so called talent in this place, well they aint exactly spring chickens are they? Consider this a public service announcement from yours truly Brooks. You either use me or I will find my moments and make sure they are at the worse possible time for you.
Now at this that eyebrow really arches up.
Tony: The truth is you called me and I am starting to question why because if you would tell me that THE Tony Rich would be wrestling dark matches. I would of not wasted precious f**k time on your phone call.
We can almost see the blood boiling underneath Jonathan's skin.
Tony: GET SMART!"
Rich walks off and we fade to ringside.
Fecca: Can you believe the stones on Tony Rich to talk to his boss like that? Is this kid begging for his future endeavors notice?
Styles: It certainly seems that way Bobbsie. But hey how about the match we're about to have? two hot, although a lil strange, chicks taking on Scott Addams and Zarek Lyle.
Fecca: Should be a good one folks. This match is of course for tag team rankings and features two of the principal members of Team PWT. Looks like its time for this one to get underway too
Scott and Zarek stand across from the Terror Twins. Scott and Ezrynn start it off. Imediate control goes to Scott's favor using his speed to his immediate advantage. Right hands after right hands, amongst other things, has Ezrynn in the corner where Scott starts to stomp away into her mid section.
Fecca: Addams is really intense tonight. I'd look for all of Team PWT to be serious after what happened to Xavier Homicide.
Styles: As awful as that was Bobbsie, maybe its just what our team needed. Its been a unifying event you know.
Fecca: I just wish it hadn't taken his destruction to unify our team.
Ezrynn is down in the corner, and Scott goes to the corner across the ring from her, and charges leaping with a dropkick. Scott's up and throws a quick taunt while Ezrynn makes it to her corner to tag. Scott makes the tag to Zarek who comes in and the crowd cheers when he gets in, but even Illiyia didn't stand a change with a Yakuza kick taking her right down.
Fecca: Here comes Lyle just as intense as Addams was before him.
Styles: You reckon at Hardcore hell that maybe Zarak would use his contracted title shot on Damien Collins?
Fecca: I shudder at the thought of being that kind of oppurtunistic in our darkest hours...
A quick cover but only a two with a kick out. The fight keeps on and Scott/Zarek maintain frequent tags and stay in control. It comes down to Zarek and Ezrynn in the ring, and Zarek tells Scott to go up high. Setting up for Sweet Misery, and Scott comes flying off the top with a double stomp and they connect with Revolutionary, and Scott goes for a pin.
Fecca: That should be all she wrote for the talented sisters.
Only two before Zarek pulls him off.
Styles: Erm.....What the hell just happened?
Zarek takes the cover, but Scott pulls him off.
Fecca: Oh lord no! Come on now guys!
The two are staring each other down arguing a bit before Illiyia comes into the scene, but Scott drops her with the Platinum Driver. Scott and Zarek look at each other, and both pin one of the sisters. Sharpe drops an he counts a double pinfall.
Sabrina: Here are your winners: The New Revolution.....SCOTT ADDAMS and ZAAAARAK LYLE!
Fans are cheering for the victory by two of teh first members of PWT's resistance against Natural Selection. However their theme only plays a short time before its cut off. Zarak had been on the middle ropes celebrating. He hopped off an there was Addams in his face. He wants an explanation for what just happened.
Fecca: NO! Come on guys!
Styles: This is bad Bobbsie. Very very bad.
Lyle shrugged and that infuriates Addams. He shoves Lyle into the corner. Zarak pops out of the corner and shoves Addams to his ass. The fans are booing as there seems to be an implosion here. Suddenly though here comes Phoenix Winterborn, Matlock, and Damien Collins charging down the ramp. Not far behind them is the big man known as Tank.
Fecca: Here we go. Maybe with the rest of the team out here cooler heads will prevail.
Winterborn was in the ring first and he stepped between Addams an Lyle. Soon the rest of the team was in the ring and things were being pulled apart. Or so it seemed. Phoenix tried to suggest that everyone go to the back an settle this. Lyle said that Phoenix wasn't the boss of him. He shoved Phoenix an got shoved back. Now its eems like Addams is back on page with Lyle. He now shoves Winterborn. Tank shoves Addams and the fans are back to booing.
Styles: Would you get a look at this crap? These idiots are all shoving each other around while Natural Selection is laughing like hell in the back. This is absolutely pathetic.
Fecca: Pathetic isn't a strong enough god damned word for it!
The shoving match continued in the ring. Damien tried to order everyone to calm downa nd he was shoved by Addams an Lyle. Matlock responded by shoving at them both. He suggested that everyone listen to Damien. Everyone else suggested they are their own boss. Then suddenly the familiar tune of "Rocky Top" hit over the speakers.
Styles: Here comes the boss to put an end to the squabbling.
Brooks walks out on stage and has a mic in hand. he just shakes his head in disappointment.
Brooks: What the HELL is wrong with you six? The six of your have come together to represent this great companya nd here you are arguing like a buncha children?!
All six in the ring kind of lower their heads in shame.
Brooks: I'd have thought that what happened with Xavier showed you all something. Apparently you all learned NOTHING! But bah gawd I'm teach yawl something! What are ya arguing about lately? Who's going to be leader? Will you have a leader?
There's a few nods in the ring.
Brooks: Fine! Next week I'm taking the entire lot of ya and we're going to have a match. A six-man tag match to be exact! On one side of the ring you'll have Scott Addams, Zarak Lyle, and Tank!
The fans cheer as they like that idea of a team.
Brooks: Opposing them will be Phoenix Winterborn, Matlock, and the PWT World's Heavyweight champion: Damien Collins! The winner of the match will then face off in a triple threat the following week. the winner of the triple threat will be the official leader of Team PWT! And the rest of you will follow the direction of whoever wins that match.....or else you're off the team!
With those final words Jonathan turns and walks through the curtain to the back. In the ring the two teams pair off and look at the other.
Fecca: Next week! next week folks its Team PWT versus......Team PWT! A six-man tag where the winning team meets a week later to determine who is infact the team leader. God I hope this is all this team needs to finally unify itself completely.
Styles; You're damned right Bobbsie! Together we'll stand tall over the snakes that are Natural Selection. But divided like we have been we'll fall to pieces.
Fecca: When we return folks its Jamie Static taking on Frank Martin!
Styles: I like thsi Static kid. He's a riot.
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Once again we're back off a commercial break. This time we find ourselves in a lockeroom. But to whom does it belong? Well the camera pans the room and then we find The Southern Heartthrob standing in front of a locker. He's taping his left wrist with his right hand and holding his cell-phone to his right ear with his shoulder.
CM: Yeah I'm doin pretty good.....Uh huh....How you doin?......Yeah? Well look I need ta get off here and get ready for this match tonight......Always. Take care of yaself now.....Lata on.
Just as Michaels finished his call the door opened and in came Phoenix Winterborn joined by Kaydence Starr. CM could tell that Winterborn looked ticked.
Winterborn: You see that stuff out there earlier? man we're fighting ecah other while NS sits back an laughs. But you know what over the next couple weeks things are gonna get on track man.
CM: Yeah I saw man. I hope that things do get settled for teh team. Yawl gotta be one solid unit when Hardcore Hell rolls around. I'm sorry that I'm not out there with ya making everybody understand the severity of things.
Winterborn: Its ok partna. You and Kaydence got this thing between you two and MJ an Caitlin. You handle your business there. Hell if we can pull things together Team PWT will make Natural Selection a memory at the pay per view.
Now it was time for Kaydence to chime in.
Kaydence: I hope so Phoenix. I don't want you involved in this war Christian. Its too dangerous for you....For us. I mean if MJ and caitlin can kidnap me, imagine what natural Selection coul do. Bedlam alone gives me the creeps.
Michaels glared.
CM: Look I said I was sorry for letting Mj and his bitch grab you like they did. It won't happen again Kay. And if the guys need me after we've handled MJ an Caitlin? I'm sorry but I'm not gonna turn my back on them. I feel like I already have focusing on getting this taken care of first.
Kaydence crossed her arms and glared at Christian. She turned around and stormed out of the locker room. The heartthrob threw his arms up in the air and headed out after her. Phoenix was left tos hake his head as we went to ringside.
Fecca: A lot of people might overlook this match if they were looking at the card, but I tell you what. I think this match is going to be one of the show stealers.
Styles: Is that because the Bevy of beautiful women at ringside tonight?
Fecca: Well, I won't deny that Ginny and Sophia are both very attractive women, but I am excited for this one, because we have two of the brightest young stars PWT has in Jamie Static and Frank Martin.
Styles: It's always about the wrestling with you isn't it?
Fecca: That is our job Styles.
Enough commentary for the moment, in the ring as Fecca eluded to are Jamie Static and Frank Martin, oh and referee Jim Richards. Outside the ring is Ginny and Sophia. The sound of the bell is heard and we are underway. Jamie is in his corner doing a few last minute stretches, as Frank stands across the ring from Jamie. Frank is talking with Sophia. Finally Jamie stops stretching and he and Frank move towards the ring, circling each other as they get closer. Frank goes for the lockup. Jamie ducks under his arms, and pulling Frank's arms behind him and gets him in a wrist lock. Jamie wrenches the wrist lock tight, Frank however fights back by throwing his arm back hitting Jamie in the side of the head with his elbow, it doesn't break the lock yet so Frank throws another one. This time Jamie breaks the hold, and stumbles back, Frank stays ontop of him, Frank grabs him and whips him to the ropes. Jamie hits the ropes and when he comes back, Frank is waiting for him and drops him with a big shoulder block. Jamie hits the mat and when he does, Frank drops down with an elbow drop but Jamie rolls out of the way. Jamie kips up to his feet, and Frank climbs to his after the missed elbow drop. They reach their feet, Frank runs at Jamie, and Jamie takes him down with a big hip toss. Frank slams into the mat, but pops right back to his feet. Jamie runs at Frank, Jamie goes for a clothesline, Frank ducks. Both men whip around, Frank kicks Jamie in the gut and then drops him with a big DDT. Frank covers, 1...........2.KICKOUT.
Fecca: What a start to this one. I told you Styles, this is going to be a show stealer.
Styles: Look at Sophia over here. My, My, My.
After getting a two count, Frank pulls Jamie up to his feet. Frank whips Jamie to the ropes, Jamie bounces off and Frank is waiting for him. Frank drops his shoulders down going for the back body drop. Jamie however scouts it, and hits a big running DDT that connects. Now it's Jamie's time to cover, 1.............2....KICKOUT. Frank gets his shoulder up. Jamie leaves Frank on the ground. After several seconds Frank climbs back up to his feet. Jamie is waiting for him, Franks throws a punch that almost finds it's mark, but Jamie stops him dead in his tracks with a kick to the gut. Frank however catches his foot. Jamie is hopping up and down, and then Jamie goes for a big enzuguri, but Frank ducks his head out of the way of Jamie's boots. Jamie falls and Frank still has a hold of Jamie's foot. Now Jamie pushes himself up to his feet, he is in a vulnerable position right now, Jamie is hopping up and down with his leg behind him in Frank's hands. Frank has a smirk on his face, knowing he has Jamie right where he wants him, but then Jamie wipes the smirk right off his face by leaping in the air, and hitting a reverse enzuguri.
Fecca: Big reverse enzuguri by Jamie Static. I tell you what, this Static kid is exciting.
Frank drops to the mat and Jamie covers him. 1...........2....KICKOUT. This time while he is climbing to his feet, Jamie drags Frank up to his feet. Jamie whips Frank into the corner turnbuckle. Frank's back hits the corner hard. Frank is in the corner, Jamie runs at him and hits him with a huge clothesline. Frank doesn't drop to the mat, instead he stumbles forward. Jamie runs to the ropes bounces off and is headed right for Frank when out of no where Frank lunges forward hitting Jamie with a huge spear.
Styles: Now that was a big move. Frank Martin just straight up tackled him.
Fecca: It's called a spear Eddie, and you are right what a big momentum stopper.
Frank should have covered but was still recovering from the reverse enzuguri and a clothesline. Slowly Frank makes his way up to his feet, Jamie is still on the ground holding his ribs. Frank pulls him to his feet. Frank unleashes a series of lefts and rights that drive Jamie back into the ropes. Frank throws a few more punches, and Jamie is reeling. Frank drives his knee right into Jamie's gut. Frank then grabs hold of Jamie and puts him in position for a suplex. Frank snaps back and hits Jamie with the big suplex. Frank rolls over, and covers Jamie. 1..........2.....KICKOUT. Jamie just gets his shoulder up as the fans and Ginny both cheer him on. Frank shakes his head at Jim Richards, Frank then climbs to his feet. Frank runs to the ropes and then runs right at Jamie before he drops down with an elbow drop. Once again Jamie rolls out of the way before Frank hits the elbow drop. Frank, pounds the mat in frustration. Frank then climbs to his feet and runs forward and tries again for the running elbow drop, but once again Jamie rolls out of the way. Another angry pound on the mat from Frank, and he climbs up to his feet. Jamie is getting to his feet, he is a knee but Frank stops him with a big left hand.
Fecca: Frank Martin is taking it to Static right now.
Frank then pulls Jamie up to his feet. Frank hits a huge knife edge chop on Jamie that sends Jamie stumbling backwards. Jamie is at the ropes, Frank goes in for another knife edge chop, but before he can hit it, Jamie slams his elbow and catches Frank under his chin, stopping Frank dead in his tracks. Now it's Jamie's time to throw a few punches. But he only gets a few punches in, before Frank blocks a punch, and then another. Frank then kicks Jamie in the gut, Frank moves in and wraps his arms around Jamie's waist going for a belly-to-belly suplex. Frank lifts Jamie up, or tires to but Jamie wraps his leg around Frank's blocking the move. Frank tries again, but once again Frank blocks the move. Frank tries again, but before he can lift Jamie up. Jamie reaches up and wraps his arms around the back of Frank's head. Jamie then drops down on his ass, hitting a big jawbreaker on Frank. Frank flies backwards, and falls to the mat holding his jaw. Jamie runs towards the ropes, bounces off and runs forward leaping up in the air and flipping backwards hitting a running moonsault as the fans erupt.
Fecca: Some athleticism from Jamie Static right there.
Jamie hooks the leg, 1...............2........KICKOUT from Frank here. Static looks at the ref and asks if he's sure itw as only a two. The two is confirmed and both men are to their feet. Frank with a kick to the mid-section. he gets ready ta hit a big ddt but its reversed! Jamie turned just righta nd hit his "Jamiecide" lightning spiral. He hooks the legs and makes the pin. ONE........TWO.......THREE!!!!
Sabrina: Here is your winner: JAMIE STATIC!
Ginny enters the ring and celebrates with Jamie as they exit the ring. Frank gets some consoling from his gal and we head backstage. Lilian Hart is minding her own business walking down the hall. All of a sudden here comes Mikah from behind her! She clobbers Lilian with a double sledge between teh shoulders. Down goes Hart and Mikah is gloating over her. But suddenly Lilian shoots up to her feet, buries her shoulde rinto MIkah's gut, and rams her into the wall.
Styles: I been waiting awhile to say this: CAAAAAT FIGHHHHT!!!
Mikah begins pounding away at Lilian's back. But the young Hart raises up and suddenly the two femme fatales are slugging it out, punch for punch. Mikah though pulls the hair and she takes herself and Lilian into a nearby trunka nd they tumble over it. Officials rush into teh scene and pull the feisty ladies apart.....for now.
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Back from commercial once again everybody. The fans are waiting for the next match to be started when suddenly the curtain begins to move. All of a sudden Mikah comes rolling out onto teh stage. She looks like she's had better days are her hair is a mess and her clothes have rips. Here comes Lilian Hart and she looks like her night hasn't been any better. She too looks like she's been in a big fight. That'd be because she has! With Mikah!
Fecca: Good lord! They're still going at it? I don't believe this! can't we get someone to break this up?
Styles: I sure as hell hope not! This is the greatest part of the night so far for me.
Mikah rocks Lilian with a right hand after getting to her feet. But folks Lilian fires right back with her own. The exchange continues with the fans hollering and loving every second of this. They grab each other by the hair and start start working their way down the ramp. Still clutching one another's hair they roll into the ring.
Fecca: I don't know if there's enough security in this building to seperate these two!
Styles: Normally I'd volunter to get in between something like this, but not this time.
Lilian manages to get control of things somehow. She rushes towards the ropes bringing Mikah by the collar of her shirt and the tail. Up an over goes Mikah to the floor. In the process though: RrRRrRrrrrip! When Mikah hits the floor all of a sudden the male audience ROARS with applause.
Fecca: My word!
Styles: Thank you lord in heaven!
The fans are going nuts still as Lilian twirls Mickah's shirt over her head. She then tosses it into teh crowd and there's damn near a riot.
Styles: I wanted it!
Mikah is up and notices that she's lost her shirt. In a lil lacey black bra she slides into the ring. She storms up behind the unsuspecting Lilian and RIPS her shirt right off her! Instinctively Lilian's hands go over her chest. Mikah smirks an tosses Lil's shirt out to Eddie Styles. he catche sit and inhales deeply.
Styles: Mmmmmmm!!!!!
Fecca: Do you need a towel Eddie?
Styles: No. I have this shirt thanks.
Lilian turns back to Mikah and tackles her down. Finally here comes security and Jonathan Brooks. The security team pulls the two gals apart again. Brooks stands off to the side but kinda in the middle of the two.
Brooks: You two need to cal...
SMACK!
Mikah swung her left hand to slap Lilian in the right cheek. But Lilians aw it coming and ducked. However Jonathan Brooks did NOT duck. He takes one to the right cheek. He snaps a look at Lilian but she was swinging for Mikah....who just so happened to duck too!
SMACK!
Fecca: Uh oh there Eddie....
Styles: Ohhhh boy...
Steam is practically shooting outta Brooks' ears here.
Brooks: THAT IS IT! You two are BOTH suspended until further notice! get 'em outta here boys!
Mikah and Lilian look at each other and try to get in some final shots as security struggles to get them out of here. The boss leaves and we fade to commercialw ith Styles begging for Brooks to change his mind.
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The opening of Adam Lambert's "For Your Entertainment" filled the arena as the lights began to flash in a brilliant array of colours. When the music picked up to accompany the singing, the backstage curtain was pushed back and "The Japanese Jewel" Mari Saito took centre stage. With a hand on her hip, she glanced out at the crowd with a mischevious smirk before she headed down the ramp towards the ring. Arriving at the bottom of the steel steps, she climbed up to the ring apron and walked across, gliding her hand along the top rope. Swinging her leg over the middle rope, she leaned backwards and passed her upper body through the ropes, earning herself cheers and whistles from the male population of the audience. Smirking once again, she strode to the turnbuckle and hopped up onto the middle ropes, throwing up dual peace signs to the crowd. Hopping back down into the ring, she walked around for a moment, even catching the camera with a little wink as she prepared herself.
"Shook Me All Night" by AC/DC hits as Ciara bounces out onto the stage. She goes to each side of the stage throwing her hands up getting the crowd fired up. Ciara then finally makes her way down the rampway and slides under the bottom rope. She gets up and ascends a corner, holding her arms high. After hopping down she leans against the ropes waiting for her opponent to make a move standing face to face.
Fecca: Here we go!
Styles: The Caged Booty vs. The Japanese Beauty! The Gods are shining down on me tonight partner.
Fecca: Can you be serious for one moment Eddie?
Styles: I'm dead serious. This is my lucky day Ciara's back and Mari Saito is foxy.
On that note Mari and Ciara stand toe to toe inside the ring. The fans split in support of both these impressive femme fatals. They immediately lock up as referee Mitch Roberts rings the bell. Both women do not give up ground and Ciara whips Mari off the ropes and Mari bounces off the ropes and Ciara charges and hits a clothesline that takes Mari down to the canvas. Ciara stays on her and drops an elbow across her chest and immediately makes the cover.
ONE... TWO...
Fecca: Ciara's seems to eager to end this. It's gonna take more then that to put Mari away.
Styles: Give her time. She'll make it happen.
Ciara pulls up Mari but she's met with a couple of elbow shots and a big standing dropkick the fans pop for Mari as she calls for Ciara to get back up and then she's met with another standing dropkick and then another this time sending Ciara out to the floor. Mari is fired up and doesn't give Ciara any kind of breathing room and makes a run for it towards the ropes. She slides and just as Ciara is about to get back into the ring ring nails her with a baseball slide dropkick. Mari slides to the outside and grabs Ciara by her long locks and throws her into the security wall chest first. Ciara slumps over and Mari grabs her again and slams her face first into the top of the wall and then throws her back into the ring. Mari quickly followed a worn down Ciara and stalked her opponent as she slowly got to a verticle base. Mari saw this and charged taking Ciara off gaurd before she could turn around to face Mari and was driven face first into the canvas with a bulldog. Mari immediately rolled Ciara back over and made a quick cover as referee Mitch Roberts counted down the former champion.
ONE.... TWO... THR---- Ciara shot her shoulder off the canvas to cheers from the fans.
Fecca: That was one helluva bulldog.. Mari can't waste anytime she's gotta stay on Ciara.
Styles: Lets' go Ciara...
Ciara slowly pulled herself up and Mari charged at her throwing a wild clothesline attempt but Ciara was able to duck under the move and then hit a quick neckbreaker that flattened Mari leaving her prawled out on the canvas. Immediately Ciara makes the cover on Mari.
ONE... TWO... THRE---- Mari is able to shoot her shoulder off the canvas at what seems like the very last instance. Stunned by the neckbreaker. Ciara looks up at the referee and shakes her head and immediately she pulls up Mari and Body slams her down to the canvas with Authority. The crowd gets up on their feet as Ciara begins to ascend to the top rope. She reaches the high rent district and leaps off the top ropee decending down and comes crashing down across Mari Saito's chest with a picture perfect Moonsault that sends the fans into a frenzy as she bounces off Mari and holds her mid-section for several seconds and then makes a cover.
Fecca: That was a beautiful moonsault from Ciara and if she can make the cover then she might end it right here.
Styles: And the sun shall sent on the beauty from the Land of the rising sun.
ONE...
TWO...
THRE----
Mari shoots her shoulder up. Ciara was so close just so far away from victory and she pleaded with referee Mitch Roberts but he just shook his head no and held up two fingers. A three crowd and victory was just so close.
ONE... TWO.... THRE---- Again another close call. Mari slowly pulls herself up, and makes her move just as Ciara turns around. Mari runs at Ciara and hits her with a clothesline and the a big leg drop. Mari makes the cover...
ONE... TWO... THR---
Fecca: A nice quick flurry of offense by Mari....
Styles: Yeah, but can she keep it up?
Mari didn't waste any time going on the offensive laying the boots to Ciara before she can get back to her feet. Mari backed up and then made a run for a kneeling Ciara who ducked under an attempt at an enzuiguri and immediately Ciara ducks under it and counters with a GErman Suplex snapping Mari down and bridging for the pin.
ONE... TWO... THR-----
Fecca: What a German by Ciara. She has had an answer for everything Mari's thrown at her. This match may never end between these lovely and talented femme fatals.
Styles: I know I could go all night with the Caged Booty!
Fecca: Down boy, down!
Ciara didn't waste any time and she charged just Mari got up and spun her down with a headscissors takedown. Pumped up Ciara climbs to the top rope again and leaps off the top rope with an attempt at a missile drop kick. Mari turns around and side steps the kick as Ciara crash lands and staggers back to her feet allowing Mari just enough time to kick in and slam Ciara down with a judo throw called Tani Otoshi quickly snapping down Ciara with a great deal of authority. She immediately made pin.
ONE... TWO... THRE---
Ciara barely was able to roll her shoulder off the canvas. The fans going nuts at this back and forth action. Mari isn't about to let up now and she stalks Ciara and as she stands up Mari pounces and connects with a wicked Roundhouse kick that levels Ciara leaving her spread eagle on the canvas.
Fecca: The Mawashi Geri... It's curtains for Ciara Cage now after Mari landed that move... And now she's locked in the Stretch Plum submission hold Mari calls the Yamabuki and she's twisting up Ciara with this hold.
Styles: Come on Ciara.. You can get out of this.
Ciara struggles in the clutches of Mari Saito as she wrenches the hold. Ciara is forced to reach for the ropes but Mari's not giving up with a fight. There are fans who are behind the Japanese beauty who start a "tap" chant as Ciara reaches for the ropes. Mari grits her teeth with a great deal of determination and pulls Ciara back to the center of the ring. Mitch Roberts asks Ciara if she gives up and she shakes her head no refusing to give up. She then begins to fade and it seems like she's about to give up and tap out when.....
Fecca: Is that Lady Mystique?
Styles: It is and she's got evil intentions in her eyes.
Fecca: This can't be good...
The crowd is on edge as Lady Mystique slides into the ring and spews green mist into the face of Mari Saito forcing Mitch Roberts to ring the bell as Mari relinquishes the hold and tries to rub the mist out of her eyes. Stunned and out of sorts Mari stumbles around and walks right into a vicous superkick that levels Mari dead in her tracks. The fans boo Lady Mystique out of the building at ruining a great match between these two ladies.
Sabrina, "Here is your winner by disqaulification "The Japanese Jewel" Mari Saitooooo!"
Fecca: What is going on? Why would Lady Mystique do this?
Styles: Jealousy? Envy? Who knows. You know how these femme fatals are Bob.
Fecca: Mari deserves better..
The crowd boos the decision as Lady Mystique stands tall over the fallen Mari Saito. Things fade away. We come up and Georgia is pacing her locker room. And she turns around and sees a beautiful older couple all smiles. Georgia takes a step back and does a double take as both of them attack her with hugs and smother her.
Georgia: Mom, Dad what?
The beautiful redhead speaks up.
Gee’s Mom: Honey, we came here to surprise you. We never see you like we used too with you being on the road so we pulled a few strings and whala we’re here on Shockwave for your big match.
Gee’s Dad: That’s right honey, we wouldn’t miss you back in the main event for anything in the world.
Georgia takes a step back.
Georgia: Umm, it’s not safe for you here. We’ve all under attack from a group of dastardly evil doers. You guys should go, thanks but ya’ll should go.
Mark: Don't be silly honey, I was a state boxing champion. I think I can handle my own from some evil doers tryin' to hurt my two favorite ladies.
Mark chuckles. And kiss Ginalynn and pats Georgia on the head. With that Mr. Brooks walks in. blows right past Georgia’s parents ruining their awkward hallmark moment and grabs Georgia and gives her a big wet juicy kiss on the lips. Tank looks on with a huge grin on his face trying not to laugh as Georgia’s mom looks on terrified and taps Mr. Brooks on the shoulder.
Fecca: This is not gonna be good. An angry Southern Woman is a dangerous woman.
Styles: Preach it.
Mr. Brooks turns around all smiles and speaks up.
Brooks: Ah I see where my lil’ sugardumplin’ gets her good looks from you must be Ginalyn… (He looks over towards her dad) And you must be Mark. It’s good to have you here.
Ginalynn narrows her brow and slaps Mr. Brooks across the face and speaks up.
Ginalynn: Who do you think you are? You sick ole’ man keep your fat fingers off my baby.
Mark has to pull Ginalynn away from Mr. Brooks as Tank is busting up laughing and Georgia looks on with horror.
Ginalynn: I don’t know what you’re doing here or what kind of operation you’re running here Mister Brooks but you better stay away from my daughter.
Georgia: Mom, it’s cool we’re ummm…. Together!
Ginalynn: Oh no you’re not and I’ll see to that! I’ll be here everyweek to make sure you leave my baby alone.
Mark hangs his head. Georgia looks on in utter shock.
Tank: Damn!
That’s right. Ron Simmons style. Goergia just shakes her head as we finally fade out.
Fecca: It’s like high school.
Styles: NO one wins when there’s chaperones! No one.
On that note we cut and fade to break.
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We fade back in form commercial break readyf or our next match-up.
Fecca: Folks up next is what should be a great tag team bout between Silent Spirit and Veterans Inc. This match could definitely have a big impact in the Tag Team division.
Styles: This isn't 94, no one cares about tag team wrestling anymore!
Fecca: Well I think all of these fans up on their feet waiting for this one to start says other wise.
Styles: They aren't on their feet for the match to start. They just know that this is the perfect time o go on a beer run.
Well the fans are indeed on their feet, and they aren't going anywhere as Veterans Inc (made up of Christian Michaels and Phoenix Winterborn) and Silent Spirit (made up of Whysper and Eagle) are in the ring waiting for this one to begin. Referee Mitch Roberts calls for the bell. Instead of one member of each team starting the match off, both members of both teams stay in the ring and move towards the middle of the ring. The fans cheer as the teams staring talking a little trash back and forth.
Fecca: Both these teams know that their stock in the Tag Team division could rise or fall here tonight. And it looks like neither of them want that to happen.
The first punch thrown of the match is from Phoenix who slugs Eagle right on the jaw. This in turn cause Whysper to throw a punch at CM. After the first punches were thrown all hell breaks lose with Eagle and Phoenix battling in one corner and Whysper and CM battling in the other corner. Things were looking good for Vets Inc as both members seemed to gain the upper hand but that changed quickly when Eagle ducked out of the way grabbed Phoenix by the back of the head and tossed him shoulder first into the turnbuckle, Phoenix went between the top and middle rope and his shoulder cracked again the steel turnbuckle post. And almost simultaneously on the other side of the ring, CM had Whysper backed up into the turnbuckle, CM took a few steps backwards and then ran forward trying to hit a splash on Whysper, but Whysper dodged out of the way and CM came down ribs first on the top tunnbuckle pad.
Fecca: That has got to hurt. CM's ribs hit that top turnbuckle hard. And Phoenix's shoulder got slammed into the corner post. Things are not starting off good for Veterans Inc.
Styles: I still don't care. Its a tag team match.
Back in the ring Eagle is laying into Phoenix with lefts and rights. And across from them Whysper is driving his knee right into CM's gut. After a few seconds Eagle and Whysper look back at each other and then they grab CM and Phoenix and whip them towards the middle of the rope. Phoenix and CM run smack dab into each other. Phoenix is immediately knocked off his feet, and Michaels is still up but he staggers forward a few feet and then falls forward through the middle rope and down to ringside.
Fecca: What a collision right there. Veterans Inc just took each other out!
Styles: Man that was awesome, not that I am enjoying this match but I always love two guys running full speed into each other. Especially when they are on the same team.
Fecca: You have got to wonder how much damage that did to.... What the hell is he doing out here?
All eyes in the arena, including the wrestlers in the ring, are turned towards the ramp where Tony Rich is strolling down to ringside with a bottle of water in one hand and a steel chair in the other. The action in the ring has stopped with both Eagle and Whysper watching Rich. Ref Mitch Roberts tries to establish some order finally and forces Eagle out of the ring. Whysper is still watching Rich. Tony is at the bottom of the ramp, Whysper is yelling for him to go the back, but Rich doesn't head back instead he looks at Whysper and points behind him, Before Whysper can spin around, Phoenix, who had taken advatage of Whysper being distracted, crawled up behind Whysper and rolls him up with a pin. 1.................2..............THkKICKOUT!!!!
Fecca: Why is Tony Rich out here? Can't we have a good uninterupted match for once?
Styles: Don't mind him, I think Tony came out to do some color commentary with us! Its about time I get a decent partner.
Tony Rich was making his way for the commentary table, but stops before he reaches it. He unfolds the chair he carried down with him, sets it up and then sits down on the chair.
Styles: He's harmless. He just came to watch the match.
Fecca: He is out here scouting his competition is what he is doing. I wonder if he is out here on behalf of a tag team or if he is out here watching the new Backyard Champion Whysper?
Back in the ring, after a wacky start the match is finally getting under control. Phoenix and Whysper are in the ring. Eagle and CM are in their respective corners. After nearly ending the match with a quick roll up on the distracted Whysper, Phoenix is back to his feet and at the moment has Whysper locked in a side headlock. Whysper tries to get free and after a minute he slips out of Phoenix's hold. Phoenix whips around to face Whysper and when he does he runs righto a hip toss. Phoenix is quick to his feet but Whysper goes for another hip toss. Whysper hits another one, this time Phoenix is a little slower to his feet, Whysper is waiting for him when he finally gets up. Whysper grabs Phoenix and whips him to the ropes, Phoenix hits, Whysper steps forward and ducks his shoulder down going for a back body drop. Phoenix sees it coming and dives over the top of Whysper connecting with a sunset flip. Phoenix rolls it into a pin. 1...........2..KICKOUT by Whysper. Phoenix lets go of Whysper and charges forward and tags in CM. Whysper rolls to his side and is able to tag in Eagle.
Fecca: Here we go, I am excited to see this one. The high flyer Eagle is taking on the Former World Champ Christian Michaels.
CM and Eagle are in, Eagle charges towards CM's corner with a clothesline in mind, but CM says he ain't having that and he falls to the mat and hits Eagle with a big drop toe hold. Eagle's face slams against the mat, but he is still pretty fresh he shakes it off and pushes himself up to his feet. CM is waiting for him, after a few punches to maintain control CM kicks Eagle in the gut, and goes for a DDT. CM drops down and when he does Eagle grabs hold of the top rope, stopping himself from falling and he slides out of CM's grip. CM hits the mat but bounces back to his feet, now it's Eagle waiting for CM. Eagle tries to kick CM in the gut, but CM catches his foot. CM has got Eagle hopping up and down, but we all know where this is going. In one solid motion, Eagle leaps up and spins around going for the enzuguri.
Fecca: Michaels ducked under the enzuguri attempt, and he is lucky, taking a swift kick to the side of the head is never a good thing.
Styles: It might have done the Southern Hillbilly some good you never know.
CM still has a hold of Eagles foot. Eagles leg is behind him in the air, and CM is on one end. CM releases his leg and rushes in locking his arms around Eagles waist. The fans cheer as CM slams his weight backwards going for a German Suplex. Michaels releases Eagle about halfway through the move. Eagle is flying through the air, but somehow he uses his momentum to flip himself over and he lands on his feet. Eagle is in the corner and in one more hop he leaps up so he is sitting on the top turnbuckle. CM doesn't know Eagle stuck the landing, and he pops up and holds his arms up. Eagle is behind him, and Phoenix points this out to CM, but when CM turns around, Eagle stands up and leaps off of the middle rope. Eagle lands on CM's shoulders in a sitting position and thrusts backwards hitting a big hurricanrana. CM lands on his ass, and slowly starts getting to his feet.
Fecca: Big move from Eagle. He loves going up top and flying through the air...
Styles: If you were going to say 'and that's why they call him Eagle' dont.
CM is up to his feet, but he is met by a kick to the gut by Eagle, CM gets another kick in the gut, and then Eagle gets him in position for a suplex, Eagle lifts CM into the air, but instead of deliver the suplex, Eagle gets CM halway up and spins around and sets him down so now CM is sitting on the top turnbuckle in the corner. As soon as he has him sitting down, Eagle takes off for the opposite side of the ring. Eagles bounces off the ropes, runs at the ropes next to CM, he leaps up onto the top rope, and springboards off, pushing himself over towards CM. Eagle lands on CM's shoulders doing for another hurricanrana. But CM has other plans. When Eagle falls back to hit the hurricanrana, CM uses his upper body strength to push Eagle off of him and down to the mat almost hitting a powerbomb off of the top. Eagle falls hard to the mat, landing on the back of his head. Eagle rolls around for a minute holding his head, but CM isn't about to give him time to recover. CM gets up on the top rope, poses for the fans briefly and leaps off of the top rope hitting a huge legdrop on Eagle.
Fecca: Southern Climate from Christian Michaels. What a move.
Styles: I am still not interested because it is a tag team match, but Eagle has to be messed up after getting dropped on his head like that. Some former champ, trying to end Eagles career like that.
Fecca: I highly doubt that, ending Eagle's career was Christians plan.
Back in the ring, Christian having just hit the Southern Climate, covers Eagle. 1.................2...............KICKOUT by Eagle who barely gets his shoulder up off the mat before Richard's hand hits for the three count. CM looks at Mitch Roberts with wide eyes, he can't believe Eagle kicked out. CM pushes himself to his feet, and walks to his corner and tags in Phoenix. Phoenix and CM are in the ring together and have got Eagle by himself. Or at least they did, Mitch Roberts was trying to get Whysper out of the ring but Whysper pushed him to the side. Phoenix and CM whip Eagle to the ropes, but Whysper is there, the links arms with Eagle and spins Eagle around sending him right back at CM and Phoenix. Eagle catches them off guard and knocks both of them down with a double clothesline. Silent Spirit isn't done yet. Eagle picks up Christian Michaels and Whysper leaps up in the air and drops him with a dropkick. Then Whysper picks up Phoenix and they take him down with a dropkick.
Fecca: Silent Spirit is running all over Veterans Inc right now.
Eagle and Whysper are waiting for CM and Phoenix to climb to their feet. CM is the first one up. Eagle grabs a handful of hair, and Whysper grabs a handful of hair, then they run forward and toss CM right over the top rope. They both turn and wait for Phoenix to get up. They could only wait so long, Whysper bends down to pick Phoenix up. He gets Phoenix to a knee, and then out of no where Phoenix shoots up, drilling Whysper with a big uppercut. Phoenix knows he is out numbered and he spins around right as a fist comes flying in from Eagle. Phoenix blocks it. Eagle throws another, and another block. Then Eagle runs forward trying to hit a clothesline, Phoenix ducks. Phoenix spins around, Eagle is just turning, Phoenix runs forward leaps in the air and connects with a spinning heel kick except....
Fecca: Eagle ducked out of the way and Phoenix kicked referee Mitch Roberts right in the face.
Styles: And there we have another member of Veterans Inc trying to take one of our employees right out of a job.
Fecca: Knock it off, Phoenix was not trying to hit the ref. Eagle ducked out of the way.
Styles: I don't know, I think Phoenix was trying to assassinate Mitch Roberts.
Phoenix looks down in horror as he stands above Roberts. He bends down and tries to talk to him but Roberts is out. Eagle sees a prime opportunity and strikes Phoenix in the back of the head. Eagle then grabs the back of Phoenix's head and throws him up and over the top rope. Phoenix comes crashing down to ringside narrowly missing his partner CM. CM moves out of the way just in time. Phoenix and CM are both at ringside, and Eagle has got a crazy look in his eye. The fans are up on their feet again as Eagle waits at the opposite end of the ring away from Phoenix and CM. CM and Phoenix slowly make it to their feet, just as they both get standing up. Eagle runs forwards leaps up on the top rope and the jumps off the top rope flipping backwards hitting a spring board moonsault and he comes crashing down ontop of CM and Phoenix as the fans go absolutely crazy.
Fecca: What a display of athleticism from Eagle. But you can't hit a move like that and not get hurt a little bit yourself. Eagle looked to come down weird on his knee. But the real damage of course was done to Michaels and Winterborn.
Styles: Yeah Eagle definitely came down wrong on his knee. He should suck it up though. Thats what I would do.
Fecca: You would never do what he just did...Wait...NO!!! Somebody stop him.
At ringside, Tony Rich was stilling sitting on his steel chair, but with all of the chaos going on, Tony sees a prime opportunity. He picks up his chair folds it up and slides in the ring. Whysper was back up and was waiting for CM and Phoenix to get up so he too could leap over the top rope on them, but Rich has other plans. Rich waits for several seconds without Whysper turning around, After getting sick of waiting, Tony yells out Whysper's name. Whysper turns around and when he does Tony Rich delivers a chair shot that rings throughout the entire arena. Whysper crumples to the ground instantly, as the fans boo. Tony calmly gets out of the ring and walks back up the ramp having to step over CM, Eagle and Phoenix to get there.
Fecca: Well I think it's obvious that Tony Rich was out here scouting our Backyard Champ. Whysper just got a face full of chair.
Styles: I haven't heard a chair shot like that one in a long long time. Whysper has got to be dead.
Fecca: Well he might not be dead, but he has got to be hurting.
After several seconds, Mitch Roberts starts to come to. He climbs to his feet. Whysper is lying motionless on the mat infront of him, Eagle, CM and Phoenix are all stirring on the outside of the ring. And after a few more seconds. Christian Michaels slowly slides in the ring. CM slowly climbs to his feet and takes a minute before attempting anything. But soon CM grabs Whysper and drags him to his feet. CM kicks him in the gut and then hits his finisher the twist of fate.
Fecca: Just Like That. Folks if this one wasn't over already it certainly is going to be now.
Styles: Don't count Eagle out yet.
At ringside Eagle is on his feet, Phoenix is on a knee. In the ring, Christian Michaels pins Whysper. 1...................... Eagle starts to slide in the ring. 2......... Eagle might have made the save but as he goes to dive on CM, Phoenix grabs his leg stopping him just short as Mitch Robert's hand comes down for the ....3
Sabrina: Ladies and Gentlemen, your winners via pinfall. Veterans Inc.
We stay with the shot of Phoenix an CM celebrating the win, unaware of what transpired there. Eagle is helping up a very frustrated Whysper. Veterans Inc approach and everybodys hakes hands. CM raises Eagle's arm an Phoenix raises Whyspers. The crowd cheering loudly as we head to the back. |
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Backstage now and we have Shauna Lane standing by with the Revolution champion Kim Pain! The fans can be heard approving of Kim's appearance on the tron. They're ready to hearw hats he has to say but the jovial smile suddenly fades off Kim's face. Into the scene walks Terri laMin smackin some gum.
Kim: What do you want?
Terri: Oh how about a woman that doesn't just hold a title but defends it as well?
Kim: This again? Look Terri why don't you run on back to Neverwas and play make-believe. In case you haven't noticed I actually wrestle and earn my checks around. You're only on the payroll because you're in good with Michaels
Ya can hear the "Oooooh" form the crowd. Though terri just smirks and then smacks her gums ome more.
Terri: Oh nice one there Kimmie. But listen here girlie. While you was off being trained by your old gray mare and that Caine fella? I was busy busting my ass and earning my stripes in a real promotion. Ya probably heard of it before. Its known as Wrestling Two Thousa-
Kim: It could be called Sunshine an Rainbows for all I care Terri! Unless you're ready to put up then you need to shut up!
Terri: I'll put up alright girlie. My foot up your ass!
It looks like there's about to be another hardcore chick fight backstage! But guys prepare yourself for massive disappointment. Into the scene steps Javen. yes, Javen. He moves between the two fiesty ladies.
Javen: Alright alright alright! Listen here you two lets not make war, lets make love.....The three of us together.
Javen wears that look like "Heh. That's right I said it". But he gets smacked in the back of teh ehad by both women. He shoots a glare at Terri and then at Kim.
Javen: Ok fine! Look I seriously have a proposal for the both of ya. First for you Kim. I know you're tired of everybody talking crapa bout the fact you've yet to defend that title. So ya know what? I'm gonna do you a favor. Next week you're gonna defend the championship, that nice shiney Revolution championship against....
He grins.
Javen: My bitch!
Kim: What did you just call Pat?
Javen: What? No! I mean Martin Wright!
There's a moment as Kim thinks on it.
Kim: I'll do it. And Terri, dear, you be sure an pay close attention. cause next week I'll make an example out of Martin. An example of what I'll do to you if you keep gettin in my face!
And with that Kim walks by to head outf or her match up next. The camera pans back to Terri an Javen. They stand side by side and we see his hands reaching for her ass.
Terri: Squeeze that cheek Javen and I'll floss your brainw ith your arm. Then Nev'll make you *his* bitch.
Javen gulps an we fade to commercial.
***Commercial Break***
"Fame" by B.O.B hits on the P.A system and TJ walks out with his signature weapon of choice, his hocky stick on right shoulder. Developing a cocky smirk on his face and looking up he raises his hands up in air and money starts to fall from the sky. Looking to his left and right and then walking down the ramp.
Sabrina: This match is scheduled for one-fall, introducing first from Toronto, Ontario, Canada....TJ BRYCE!!
At the end of the ramp, he pulls out a 100 dollar bill from his pocket and and then a lighter. Climbing onto the apron he sets the 100 dollar bill on fire and watches it burn for a few second before blowing it out. Entering the ring he hops on the turnbuckle and looks toward the ramp and waits for his opponent. The lights then begin to flicker as the song Born to raise hell by Motorhead starts and Kimberly appears walking out of the curtain.. She stands motionless on the stage looking over the booing crowd..
Sabrina : And his opponent, making her way to the ring from the City of Lost Angels, Kimberly Pain!!
She taunts the crowd before slowly and methodically making her way down the ramp and towards the ring ignoring the boos from the crowd.. She slides into the ring looking at all sides before standing up.. Inside the ring she looks to TJ Bryce who seems very ready for the match. The ref calls for the bell which causes both wrestlers to circle the ring. They then lock up and TJ Bryce asserts his power over Kim by pushing her straight back into the corner. He is called off by the ref and he backs off, but not for long he soon sends a swift kick to the midsection of Kim before she can compose herself. He then pushes her back up and sends a nasty chop to her chest he does a few more of these before getting cocky as he looks out at the crowd. They boo him but he doesn't seem to notice. He then turns back to Kim and grabs her by the hair, she doesn't take too kindly to this and she sends a right elbow to his midsection, then a left and another right. TJ finally lets go of her hair stumbling back just a small bit. This gives Kim enough room to jump up and take TJ down to the mat with a dropkick.
Fecca: Beautiful move by Kim Pain!
Styles: Just...Beautiful Kim Pain is more like it....
Neither people waste time getting to their feet they meet once again in the middle, but it doesn't go all that well for TJ as he is met with yet another dropkick. They are quick to their feet again and this time Kim grabs onto TJ's arm slinging him towards the corner, but TJ once again asserts his strength over Kim reversing it and sending her into the corner instead. He runs at her and hits a spear nearly driving her through the entire turnbuckle. The crowd's boos get louder and he steps out just loving it as he yells to the fans with a grin on his face. He then grabs Kim out from the turnbuckle where she is about to fall to the ground and he brings her to the middle of the ring taking her down with a snap neckbreaker. He then goes for the pin. ONE...TWO...Kim kicks out!
Fecca: Kim Pain has already brought so much to this company, and all the companies she has been apart of.
Styles: And now she is getting it brought to her by TJ Bryce.
Fecca: Clearly not well enough just yet as she kicked out of that devastating neckbreaker.
Bryce seems a bit annoyed. But he shakes it off and gets to his feet and stalks Kim, jut waiting for her to get to her feet. As she begins to rise TJ motions to the crowd that he plans to lock in "Bryce of Fame" the crowd can't help but love that although there are still many boos among the crowd. Kim finally gets to her feet and TJ Bryce nearly lunges forward locking in his version of the Masterlock. Kim screams out in pain and TJ throws her around a bit to apply even more pressure. The ref asks if she wants to quit but she yells out NO!. TJ yells to Kim, telling her just to give up, but Kim refuses. She finally finds it in her to run backwards with all her force causing Bryce to hit the ropes. He tries to struggle to get forward but Kim is using all the energy she has left and Bryce finally lets go but not without getting the last word. He shoves Kim forward and she stumbles a bit before falling to the mat.
Fecca: What a disgusting display by Bryce.
Styles: What did you expect?
TJ laughs as he steps forward grabbing Kim by the hair once again and lifting her to her feet he then throws her towards the ropes and ducks down going for a back drop but Kim catches this and jumps right over him using all her momentum to bring him down to his back with a sunset flip and a cover ONE...TWO..TJ kicks out with a look of shock in his face. He scurries up to his feet just as Kim does and he takes her back down with a huge clothesline. He yells something at her before running towards the opposite ropes bouncing off of them and landing on Kim with a hard splash. Kim lets out a yelp of pain as Bryce covers. ONE..TWO...Kim kicks out once again and this is frustrating to TJ he slams his hand on the mat and gets to his feet. He stares down Kim who is turning over onto her side right by the ropes.
Fecca: Uhh...I think that Bryce is about to end this...
Styles: If he is doing what I think he's doing...you might be right.
Bryce yells to Kim to get up and Kim does so rising to her hands and knees. TJ then runs at her and sends his foot straight towards her temple, however Kim gets out of the way just a couple of centimeters before Bryce could hit her. TJ runs straight into the ropes and Kim is there on her feet to grab him lifting her up onto her shoulders with all of her strength, and brings him down introducing her knee to his face with a "Painkiller".
Fecca: I can't believe Kim just lifted Bryce up like that!
Styles: And connected with the Painkiller!
Kim makes the cover, ONE...TWO...THREE!! Kim's music begins to play. She is helped to her feet by the ref who raises her hand in the air as she glares down at TJ Bryce on the mat.
Fecca: A well fought match between these two.
Styles: That's for sure!
Fade to commercial.
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Standing in the ring was Martin Wright and he looked like he was ready to go. He had gotten one up over Javen, but tonight he was going to be heading straight into the wall known as Duke Andrews. Not just any Duke Andrews, but a Duke Andrews that lost his chance at the PWT Championship, a Duke Andrews that was looking to make an example out of anyone stepping in his path.
Fecca: What's your true feelings on Martin Wright?
Styles: He reminds me of Casper the Friendly Ghost. He's really pale.. Is he anemic? It's either that or he walked in on Rosie O'Donnell naked, which would leave even Wesley Snipes a ghastly pale.
Fecca: .. Ridiculous..
"Down From the Sky" by Trivium slammed over the PA System- Stepping through the curtain was 'The Epitome of Perfection,' in the flesh. Getting more boo's than cheers in Los Angeles, Andrews didn't seem phased at all with what he heard. Instead, he made a direct line down to the ring- hopped onto the ring apron and got into the ring.. Before Sabrina could even give him any sort of formal introduction- or the lights could fully turn back on, Andrews walked over towards Wright and smacked him across the face. Knocking him into the corner, the lights quickly went back to normal as Andrews fired off stomp after stomp before backing up and away from Wright. Looking to be on-fire, as Wright staggered forward- Andrews locked him up and snapped backwards with all his strength, planting Wright face first into the mat. Rolling Wright over- Andrews dug his elbow into Wright's face as the ref made the count..
One..
Fecca: ...
Two..
Styles: SCORE!
THREE!
Styles: GOOOOOOOOALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!
Fecca: Wow.
Sabrina: .. And your winne-
Before Sabrina could announce him the winner of the match- Andrews snatched the mic away from her and ordered her to leave the ring. The ref wasn't stupid neither, he hit the bricks as well, leaving just a very rage-driven Duke Andrews and a out-cold Martin Wright. Standing in the center of the ring, looking down at Wright, Andrews slowly upped his attention towards the camera.
Andrews: .. And this was just a warm-up.
Lifting his head, Andrews smirked.
Andrews: With all the nonsense going on backstage, let me make something perfectly clear to PWT. While me and Mister Damien Collins may be on the same side of the fence as far as where loyalty goes to PWT, that doesn't change the fact that Collins shouid feel comfortable knowing that. Instead Damien, worry, I want you to worry because I am going to strike and when I strike, I won't let you off so easy.
Styles: Tell'em Duke!
Andrews: While you and I have a common enemy, don't forget that you're still holding on to the most prized possession in the industry, a title that belongs solely to Duke.. Frickin'.. Andrews!
Of course anytime someone would threaten the people's Damien Collins, they'd get boo'd for it, but Andrews got a little pop here and there, people liked the way he was coming across.
Andrews: Only Damien, I won't be coming full speed ahead at you with Natural Selection, it's all gonna be me, and just.. me. I don't need help to beat you,. While you're focused on being Superman all of a sudden and saving Metropolis from The Secret Society of Super Villians., you'll be blinded of the threat going on right under your nose, giving me the perfect amount of time to take the PWT Championship.
Fecca: How can he live with himself?! Andrews is as selfish as they come!
Styles: All is fair in love and war, Bobby Boy! Andrews made it known that he's PWT to the fullest, but he's not going to let that stand in the way of getting the PWT Championship.
Fecca: There's bigger problems to worry about than the PWT Title!
Styles: Michael Douglas said it best.. Greed is Good..
Wright was beginning to get to his feet, not as Andrews kicked him in the ribs, which sent him out of the ring. Glancing back towards the camera- Andrews kept that smile locked.
Andrews: Be a good leader, be the role model everyone wants you to be, Collins.. I'm glad. PWT needs a hero to stand up and be the face of justice, there's nobody better than you. Hold that honor, run with it like there's no tomorrow, because when you least expect it, I'll come at you, and take that gold, watch me.
Styles: Spoken like a true pro!
Fecca: Yeah.. A professional bastard!.
Tossing the microphone over his shoulder Trivium slammed back over the speakers in The Staples Center as Duke made his way out of the ring. Heading back up the ramp, the camera quickly cut to the ring where Martin Wright was guarding his head for dear life as someone was stomping away at him.
Fecca: WHO THE- WHAT THE HELL!?.
With a black and green hoody on and the hood pulled all the way up, the figure pounded away at Martin.. Refs flocked from the back and grabbed the man, one managed to accidently grab the tip of the hood and pulled it back, showing it to be Javen- a wicked smile having Javen. Breaking free from the restaints of the refs, he snatched a mic away that Andrews threw down and rolled into the ring.
Javen: I told ya, you was a bitch, bitch! You wanna play wit fire, bitch?! You're gonna get burned, Kruger style!
As the ref's tried to flock back towards Javen, he managed to break free and hit the ropes. With a bunch of them outside the ring, keeping Martin up on his feet, Javen soared over the top rope- pulling off an amazing backflip and landed on the crowd of people there, leaving the fans with no other reaction yet to break off into cheers.. Javen got a major pop.. big time.
Fecca: JAVEN JUST TOOK DOWN THE REFEREES AND MARTIN WRIGHT! WHAT THE HELL ELSE IS GOING TO HAPPEN OUT HERE TONIGHT?!.
*Static, Static*
"LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLet me welcome you to the NSSN! Natural Selection Shopping Network! I am your host, Marcus "Chief Grand Wang" Bain and my lovely assistant.."
A grainy shot of Marcus Bain with a cheap Alex Trebeck like suit on was seen, standing to his left was Tony Rich, obviously in drag. A huge wig on, poorly done lipstick and even a dress- Bain continued.
Bain: Toni with an "I".. We are proud to showcase the latest in Natural Selection merchandise! First off, the very popular Bedlam t-shirt, modeled by none other than Bedlam himself!
With his back to the camera, Bedlam was seen reading the paper, but as the camera pulled back- what he was doing was really caught on film. Urinating on one of the new "Team PWT" shirts, Bain's voice was heard.
Bain: Fashionable.. Grungy.. The best way to describe it would be.. A chick-magnet, sorta like a Hummer or a Corvette. You sport this bad boy and you're gonna have chicks knocking on your door from Yugoslavia to Alaska. Toni with an "I" show the audience our next round of stuff!
Tony.. Or well, "Toni" reached into a box next to him- the camera cut a quick angle and shifted to the side.
Bain: Yes, what you're seeing is not an illusion, it is in fact.. The one and only "CGW" shirt, only available through this commercial. Do you wish you could be a Chip-n' Dales dancer? Well, if you're fat and wear a size 6XL shirt with a waist bigger than Earth, this as close as you're gonna get to it!
On the front of the black shirt in bold white font "CGW" was seen. Rich flipped the shirt around and on the back, in quotation marks was "I have a Big D_ck.. Buy a vowel." Knowing that would get PWT in trouble with censors, Rich held it up an additional second before the camera cut back to Marcus.
Bain: While we have almost an unlimited supply of creative shirts for even the biggest NS hater.. This, this is very special to us. This shirt, it's a reflection of all our achievements.. Toni with an I.. Give it to'em!
Reaching into the box once more- Toni pulled out another black shirt, this one though.. This was graphic. A shot of Xavier Homicide, broken, bloody and beaten at Caged Combat. Laying on the floor after being destroyed by Natural Selection.. It was almost pitiful. Under the image of XMan said..
"Legal HOMICIDE"
Toni passed the shirt of Marcus who held it up in front of him, while still holding that cheesey smile.
Bain: All this- can be yours as part of the very special "Natural Selection Package" as well as a complimentary date with my lovely assistant, Tony with an I..
Tony: Whoa, I didn't agree to that!
Bain: I got word that chicks DIG Natural Selection and once that wig is off? They're gonna be scratching and clawing to get a shot to Taste the Magic!
Tony: Really? I'd be Ryan Starr if I said no in that case..
Bain: Indeed, plus- Starr hates us, and he hates you so he won't buy the special package. For the chicks, Tony.. The chicks! Huge breasteses and tight vesteses!
Tony: Ah, I'm a sucker for a blonde.. brunette.. red-head.. asian.. black.. or latina.
Bain: That's the spirit.. SO ORDER NOW!
Holding up all the different shirts at once, the scene faded to a blinking address and order instructions for a good few seconds before that faded.
*STATIC, STATIC*
Fecca: Ladies and gentlemen.. During that outrageous attempt to promote merchandise by Marcus Bain and Tony Rich, another PWT star has fallen to the ranks of Natural Selection.. But this time, there was something odd regarding the whole situation.. Let's take a look..
Styles: He's a traitor, Fecca.. A traitor I tell you!
Jay Styles was seen moving through the backstage area, getting nods from different production crew members, turning the corner of the corridor, he stepped into no man's land. With the pirated camera shooting footage, we can see Donny, Natural Selection's camera cronie.. Styles is puzzled. About to say something, he was stopped with a huge clothesline to the back of the head from the muscular arm of Con Escobar. Like a pack of wolves.. Natural Selection swarmed to the fallen Styles. Jake.. Bain.. Con.. Bedlam.. Othniel and even Tony Rich was there. Jake was shouting orders as Othniel came across the scene and kicked Styles in the ribs, Bain and Bedlam stomped on Styles' fallen body as Jake watched in amusement. Rich got some licks in too, he wasn't going to be left out of the fold as Jake pointed with his thumb, signaling for them to lift him up.
Jacob: Jay.. Jay.. Jay. Good luck in your future endeavors.. And good luck sucking out of a straw.
With a nod, Bain and Othniel grabbed Styles by each arm and let his head dangle free. Taking a few quick steps forward, Jake planted his foot in the back of Styles' head, kicking it into the black equipment crate laying there. Styles' face blasted off of the crate as Jake arched The Prodigal Brow at something before smirking and nodding. The nod seemed to be a quiet indication for the crew to leave the area, as they left.. Donny included. PWT officials sprinted to the scene and looked to help Styles- standing in the distance.. a good ten or so feet away from the beat-down, the enigmatic Nevymorr.. PWT crew looked on.. puzzled.. As Nev smirked.
Styles: He's a traitor.. I'm telling you, he's Natural Selection's new member! Ken Mitchell even said he got word that NS would have a new member joining the ranks.. It's that mutant!
Fecca: Nev.. I.. I don't know Eddie.. Nev may be a lot of things.. But for him to join the ranks of those criminals and scumbags? Those anarchists.. I.. don't know..
Styles: He played a part in retiring PWT's most loved Whisper, why would this be beyond him?!
Fecca: .. Nev.. Nev though?
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PWT's flagship program returns to the air after the last set of commercials have ended. The ring has been somewhat transformed since the last time we saw it. There's a carpet on the mat now that has a graphic of a hurricane on it. There's a huge "eye" to this storm where two chairs sit. All of a sudden the theme for MJ Storm hits and here he comes down the rmap flanked by Caitlin Fury.
Fecca: Well folks here comes a sick son of a bitch that would fit right in with Natural Selection.
Styles: Bobby!
Fecca: I apologize for my language folks but its just how I feel. MJ Storm and his jezebel there spent months torturing Christian Michaels. They made the man's life a living hell.
Styles: Well at least we're about to find out why!
The fans are naturally booing so loud its hard to hear yaself think. And its all just music to the ears of MJ Storm. He's got thats mug look ya just wanna punch off his face as he makes his wayd own the ramp. At the bottom he lets Caitlin go to the ring first. She climbs in an he rolls in under the ropes. Caitlin picks up a mic an then sits in one of the chairs. MJ smirks as he picks up the other an stands beside his chair.
MJ: Come on everybody! Let me hear it!
The fans boo even louder.
MJ: What? That's all ya have?
More an louder boos. People are getting hoarse form it. But finally MJ smirks againa nd raises the mic back up.
MJ: Ah ya know there's nothing quite like the fans of PWT. You're all a bunch of stupid sheep! Instead of saying "boo" ya should be saying: Baaaaah! Hahahaha
Storm laughs at his own joke illicting a few more boos his way.
MJ: So I see that alot of things have changed since I was last here PWT. For one there's no more long-haired, just one more roid injection away from being the next Benoit, piece of garbage running the show! I'd give you all props for sending his ass packing, but the rumor is that he tucked tail an headed east on his own.
He shrugs.
MJ: Who cares why he left. Fact of the matter is that this company is better for it. And you know a couple months back this company was even better. I remember sitting at home watching Shockwave and thinking: Finally! Now this is refreshing!
Styles: Wonder what he means.
Fecca: Who knows with this man.
MJ continued.
MJ: I saw that FINALLY everyone else had seen what a rotten piece of CRAP that Christian Michaels really was! You'd all apparently seen how big of a hypocrit that he is. He's not about all of you people.....Or this company......Or even his own family!
He nods.
MJ: The veil had finally been pulled back. In fact it was pulled so far back that his best friend even turned on him! And I was impressed with you all. Oh yeah, its true I was. But then you proved to me that I was always right about you people being nothing but sheep. The internet gets ahold of soem rather unfortuante news, painting Michaels in the right and look what happens. You all jumped back onto his badn-wagon.
There's a cruel looking sneer on MJ's face then.
MJ: That's when I knew what I had to do. So I called up Caitlin here and we started to formulate a plan. If you weren't going to get rid of Michaels we would. And so the idea came about to run him down at Line In The Sand....
MJ pushed some of his hair out of his face.
MJ: But give the devil his due folks, Christian Michaels is harder to end than a cockroach. So when that didn't work I decided to have some fun with him. We put on our masks an began to make his life a miserable living hell! Then you cam einto the picture Kaydence.
He shook his head and Caitlin was all "tsk tsk tsk".
MJ: Kaydence I want you to know that none of this was personal with you. Its all been business for me. You just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. So I'm going to give you one chance Kaydence. Just one! Open your eyes and see Michaels for who he truly is. Get as fara way form him as you can.
A pause.
MJ: Though be forewarned that if you stay at his side, Caitlin an I will not be held responsible for what happens to you.
Storm flashed the camera deranged an evil grin. he raised the mic to speak again but suddenly "Move" by Thousand Foot Krutch hit over teh speakers. The fans jumped to their feet cheering as Christian Michaels and Kaydence stepped onto the stage.
Fecca: Whoa boy! In the words of a man from Oklahoma: Business is about to pick up!
Styles: Michaels an Kaydence don't look like they're here to talk eh Bobbsie?
At this point caitlin and Mj were both at the ropes facing the ramp. They're daring the tandem of Michaels an Starr to make their way to the irng. Never ones to backd own from a challenge here they come! CM and Kaydence charge the ring. As they slide in MJ and Caitlin drop down and roll out of the ring.
Fecca: What?!
MJ and Caitlin scurry up the ramp and a wall of security guys come out. Somehow in the scramble Storm has retained his mic.
MJ: Whoa whoa whoa WHOA! You listen here Michaels! We don't do this on your terms. No no no. When we do this its gonna be on *MY* terms! And my terms? My terms are this: The ofur of us in an inter-gender tag team match at.....oh say.....Hardcore Hell!
Storm nods as the fans cheer the idea. CM an Kaydence looking out at them all cheering.
MJ: Yeah you people like that huh? Well then listen to this: You see Christian I could destroy you at anytime I want. Tonight, tomorrow, next week, or next year. But I want it to be at Hardcore Hell because that is PWT's biggest show of the year. Its where you always outperform everybody regardless of the match's outcome. But this year I'm going to take that form you! Just like you and your Synergy cronies took my PWT World Heavyweight championship away from me years ago!
MJ grins an lick shis teeth as CM leans over the top rope and invites the duo back right now. MJ shakes his head "No" before security escorts him an Caitlin backstage. We then fade to commercial as CM and Kaydence pose for the fans.
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Re:PWT Saturday Night Shockwave - August 28th 2010
Date Posted:09/01/2010 7:16 AMCopy HTML
As we return white strobe lights begin to flash as the beginning of "Youth Gone Wild" by Skid Row begins to play. On either sides of the ramp are two large white screens where a silhouette of a woman stripping to the music appears. The music kicks in as Ginny Genocide throws the curtain behind her and energetically jumps up and down encouraging the fans to get to their feet. They oblige as Ginny begins to walk down the ramp swinging her hair and flailing her arms before stepping up on each side of the guardrails, hugging and high-fiving the fans.
Sabrina: Ladies and Gentlemen, this match is scheduled for one-fall. On her way to the ring, from Chelyabinsk, Russia....GINNY GENOCIDE!!!
The fans cheer as Ginny slides into the ring and immediately gets to her feet. Pointing into the air, the fans scream for the Russian hellcat. She observes the fans from her corner, waving and smiling while she waits for her opponent.
Fecca: Genocide certainly has her work cut out for her tonight against the Femme Fatal Champion, Tani Lyons.
Styles: Yup, and Tani definitely wanting to show that the way she won at Caged Combat was no type of fluke.
The lights in the arena go dim as "Beautiful Disgrace" begins to play. Purple and white spotlights fill the arena scooping around the dimmed arena. Tani then steps out onto the stage walking backwards she then turns to the crowd as they cheer. She stops in the middle and holds her title high in the air much to the delight of the crowd. She smiles as she starts down the ramp.
Sabrina: And her opponent, from Apple Valley, California, she is the PWT Femme Fatal Champion....TANI LYONS!!
The crowd cheers as Tani goes to one side of the ramp and slaps the hands of the fans then to the other where she does the same. She then goes towards the steel steps quickly walking up them. She walks to the middle of the apron, in between the turnbuckles, just before getting into the ring and she turns towards the ramp putting her title in the air once again, she then brings it down presenting herself. She then ducks under the middle rope into the ring. Tani then gets into the ring getting up on the nearest turnbuckle and doing the same motion from the second rope. She smiles as she turns jumping off the turnbuckle. She looks to Ginny with a nod before handing Mitch Roberts her title. He calls for the bell after handing Sabrina the title. He then returns to the middle where Tani and Ginny shake hands.
Fecca: Definitely a classy contest about to happen from these two women. Both have a high respect for one another and this business.
Styles: Who cares about classy.
Fecca: A lot of people...
They back away from each other and begin to circle. Ginny makes the first move, and the women lock up. Ginny gets the upper-hand as she slides Tani into a side-headlock. That doesn't last too long as Tani pushes Ginny towards the ropes. Ginny bounces off them throwing a clothesline towards Tani, which she duck. Ginny then comes back only to be met with a huge dropkick straight to the jaw from Tani. Ginny falls to the mat and Tani goes for a cover. ONE...Ginny kicks out quickly.
Fecca: The champ trying to pick up a quick win here.
Styles: Obviously didn't work, she's gotta do more than that to take out Genocide.
Tani gets to her feet picking Ginny up with her. Tani grabs Ginny's hand and pushes her back into the ropes before sending her running towards the other ones. This time Ginny stops herself and jumps up to the second rope flying back towards Tani with a crossbody that takes Tani down. The crowd pops as Ginny gets to her feet quickly. Tani sits up and Ginny sees this as an opportunity, she bounces off the ropes once again and runs at Tani hitting her with a shining wizard. Tani falls back to the mat and Ginny goes for a pin. ONE..TWO..Tani kicks out. Ginny looks to the ref as though he has just killed her puppy.
Styles: Did she really think she could put the champ away with that?
Fecca: I actually think she did, it was a brutal hit.
Ginny gets to her feet, this time grabbing Tani's hair to pull her up. She sends a right elbow once, twice, three times and this backs Tani into a corner. Ginny then turns and grabs Tani by the neck flipping her forward over her shoulder with a snapmare, and without wasting time flips herself over Tani grabbing onto her neck in the process, nearly smacking Tani's face into the mat. Tani falls back almost smacking her head on the lower turnbuckle. Ginny rolls up to her feet and goes back to grab Tani. She picks her up by the hair once again and tosses her across the ring with a hair toss. Tani is quick to grab her nose checking for blood. But Ginny doesn't allow her much time as she picks her up once again off the mat and lifts her for a beautiful asai ddt.
Fecca: An amazing and unique move by Ginny.
She goes for the cover. ONE..TWO..Tani kicks out again. Ginny seems a tad bit frustrated but doesn't let it overwhelm her. Ginny shakes her head a bit as she gets to her feet sending a few stomps to Tani to keep her down. She then points towards the turnbuckle which definitely gets the fans excited. The cheer as she heads up to the top rope and sets up for "Hysteria" but Tani doesn't even allow her to take flight, Tani jumps to her feet and runs to Ginny sending a huge club to her back which nearly takes Ginny off balance. Ginny sends a kick to Tani and Tani stumbles back but only for a second before stepping forward once again with another club and another finally Ginny loses a bit of her balance and her legs are now draped over the sides of the turnbuckle. Tani then climbs up the turnbuckle.
Fecca: What the hell is Tani looking to do here.
Styles: Well it looks like she is trying to win.
Tani reaches the top and pulls Ginny back up to her feet wasting no time and ripping her straight off the turnbuckle and letting her fly with a release german suplex. The crowd goes wild as both women hit the mat.
Fecca: Oh my goodness! Tani just basically threw Ginny off that turnbuckle!
The crowd is loving it as both Ginny and Tani lay on the mat, Ginny not even moving. Mitch Roberts goes to check on both of them to see if they are okay. Tani begins to stir first and gets up with the help of the ropes. Ginny has just began to get to her feet when Tani reaches hers and she walks over picking up Ginny the rest of the way. Tani then grabs onto Ginny's arm through her leg and lifts her up bringing her crashing down with a wrist clutch exploder or "Lyon Tamer". She then makes the cover. ONE...TWO...THREE!! Ginny lifts her shoulder up but it is a milli-second too late. Tani's music begins to play
Fecca: The champ wins it with her new move....
Styles: The LYON TAMER!
Tani looks down at Ginny as she gets to her feet with Mitch Roberts holding her hand high. He then goes and grabs her title handing it to her. She takes it from him and then reaches down to help Ginny up. At first she seems a bit hesitant, after a loss, but the crowd is just cheering so loud she takes Tani's hand and gets to her feet holding the back of her head as Tani raises her arm in the air with her championship in the other. Tani places her title on her shoulder and claps her hands towards Ginny before walking over and dropping down, rolling out of the ring. She slaps the hands of the fans as she heads to the back.
***Commercial Break***
Back from commercial here at ringside.
Fecca: Disappointing loss for Ginny Genocide.
Styles: Yeah, well, she really shouldn't have been going off about defeating Mikah. She got her ass handed to her.
Quite suddenly, the tron's view changes to something entirely different. The JamieCam logo is viewable on the right side of the screen, and, as the camera's view switches from left to right, we see a body on the floor. The sound of a pipe clanking against the floor is heard next to him. We see, obviously, the body of Jamie Static on the floor, a little bit of blood seeping from a cut on his head.
Fecca: THAT just can't be good.
Styles: Static's out cold.
We hear the door open, and Ginny Genocide, who had exited the ring area just moments ago, slams it shut behind her. She looks irritated.
Ginny Genocide: Well, it's a loss under my belt, Jamie.
Silences echoes for a little while as the person holding the camera steps up behind Ginny Genocide slowly, almost catlike. This, of course, is not normal, because we all know Jamie would have something witty to say back, and then insinuate the victory-with-loss sex. She turns abruptly and her eyes widen.
Ginny Genocide: YOU?!
The camera falls to the floor, it's angle directed at the door. There's scuffling in the background, obviously Ginny is trying to fight it. We see her fall to the floor in front of the camera, obviously being thrown. She aims a kick at the intruder, but her leg is caught. The attacker moves swiftly from her leg, to her head, grasping her hair in their hand and ramming her head into the floor not only once, but twice, three times. Her bodily movements just go limp. We hear a smirk come from the attacker, who's face is not visible. And quickly, Ginny's body is seen being pulled out of the room by her leg.
Silence echoes across the arena, save for a few gasps as one of the rising stars in PWT obviously is having a terrible night. Footsteps echo on the PA System as the person comes back. We see the JamieCam lifted from the floor, and just as abruptly as it came on, it shuts off.
Fecca: Wha....what the hell did we justs ee there?!
Styles; The hell if I know! Somebody get back there an check on Ginny!
Fecca; Folks I'm sure we have someone on the way to check on things nad we'll let you know if or when we have update. In the meantime lets hear from Georgia James before her main event match next.
We come into focus backstage and Georgia James is standing tall decked out in her ring gear ready to do battle and she rubs her hands together with a smirk after taking a quick glance at her half of the PWT World Tag Team Championships that now rests on her shoulder. She adjusts the title belt and looks up and begins to speak out as the crowd gives her a less then warm reception of boos and jeers.
Georgia: I’ve changed, I’m not the same, I used to be a role model, someone to look up to, to aspire to be. I used to be a guiding light and beacon of hope. All of that!
Georgia shakes her head with a smirk and continues on.
Georgia: What hasn’t changed is that I am the main event. And after tonight, after Tank and I take care of our business much to yawls shagrin I’m not going anywhere. I’m back and I’m better than ever. So you better believe I’m not goin’ nowhere but up!
Georgia pauses as she looks down at the championship belt for a few seconds and then continues on.
Georgia: Now at Caged Combat I saw an atrocity I saw a bunch of rabid dogs attack our champion, and put Xavier Homicide out of commission maybe forever. I was appalled! I’m no saint. I’ve made my mistakes, I’ve got enemies, and I’ve had to claw my way to the top more then once. But never have I thought of putting one of my peers out of commission. Never have I set out to destroy the one company that I owe everything too. This is my home. I can’t let it go down in flames. I just can’t do it.
Georgia shakes her head and takes her championship belt into her hand as she looks at it before lowering it.
Georgia: I’m a champion. Okay, I’ve done it all. Okay. It’s funny how Jacob Mitchell leads the charge. The guy who says I’m part of the problem. And this is a man who is the biggest narcissistic piece of trash walking the face of the planet right now. I understand you wanting to compete, I understand that competitive edge, that hunger to build a legacy, but by destroying a company, by running through, and leaving it a shambles what’s good with a legacy of a leech and someone who cripples a great promotion with devoted workers from top to bottom. You can’t come into my house and destroy it Jake. At Cage Combat you spoke and spewed your hate filled nonsense. I listened, we all listened. And my answer is this Jake. You can find standing right here, right here in PWT standing tall. It’s one of those things where if you want some, get some. I’ll go head up Jacob. PWT’s original Prodigal Child. I’ve fought for everything, everything. Nothing was just handed down, and no one has given me my due. I’m not trying to destroy the company. I’m here still standing proving them wrong by going above and beyond anything they expected of me. And Jake I’m willing to fight for my livelihood. I might be outmanned, out gunned, and at a decided disadvantage size wise but I’ll fight. Why you and your goons squad go around like cowards attacking in groups. We’re here busting our asses off to build our legacies… The fight, the fights on and Jacob sooner or later it will be you and me. In that ring and when it is. Your gang won’t save you from falling at my feet. For now it’s time I take my number one spot atop PWT back. Then Mitchell, I’ll get you in that ring.
With that Georgia turns on her heels and leaves as we cut out as "Every Chance I get" hits.
Fecca: Oh wow. Strong words, I think she’s just told Mitchell she’s going to take him on in a match.
Styles: Oh god this can’t be good.
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Re:PWT Saturday Night Shockwave - August 28th 2010
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"No one on the corner has swagger like us, swagger, swagger like us." With that Georgia and Tank make their way out, tag titles over their shoulders. Full of themselves. They strut to the ring taking their sweet time. They get to Ringside and they talk shop briefly and Georgia Walks up the ringsteps and climbs the nearest turnbuckle and pops her collar. Tank follows closely behind and nods his head and climbs over the top rope. Georgia jumps off the top rope giving Tank a jumping high five. She then lands and does a little strut and then they both raise the tag straps.
Fecca:
"That's a dangerous duo Eddie."
Styles: "No, thats a decent to moderate tag team. NS, those are some dangerous individuals."
Fecca: "Well, you'll get no arguments from me."
Styles: "Getting smarter then, aren't you."
"NJ Legion Iced Tea" by A Day to Remember starts playing over the PA System. The arean is immediately overcome with deafening cheers from the fans. After a few seconds Damien "The Real Deal" Collins appears through the curtains, PWT Championship around his waist, and thousands of flashes from cameras go off. Damien starts his descent to the ring. As he walks down the ramp DC slaps as many fans' hands as he can, and even stops to pose for a fan taking a picture. Once he makes it down the ramp, Damien climbs into the ring and climbs up the turnbuckle where he strikes a pose so everyone in the arena has an opportunity to take a picture. After a few seconds of posing, DC climbs off of the turnbuckle and looks back to his opposition.
Fecca: "The PWT CHAMPION!!!!!"
Styles: "Yeah well, he didn't look like much of a champion at Caged Combat."
Fecca: "After a hellish war of that caliber, did you really expect him to be able to hold off an assault from those criminals?"
Styles: "I'm just saying, a true hero could've over come the cell-block six kids, thats all."
The bell tolls. DC hands his title off to the referee, GJ and Tank having already conceded their own straps to ring side. GJ takes up position outside of the ropes, as Tank rolls his head and cracks his massive neck, looking at the champ. DC rolls his own neck and wriggles his wrists, losening up. They come forward to meet in the center of the ring for a tie up. DC is quick and immediately throws a knee to the gut, knowing he can't toe up with the big man, unfortunately, the knee does little to nothing and Tank just looks at him and then shoves him to the canvas.
Fecca: "Let me tell you something folks, at two hundred and sixty pounds, the PWT Champion is no small man, and Tank just treated him like a child."
Styles: "Like a nerd on the playground Fecca."
DC bounces back up and looks at Tank. He rolls his shoulders and nods, saying okay to Tank. He rushes forward again for a tie up, but this time the Champ uses some wit and stops short with a low drop kick to the knee, forcing Tank's leg to buckle and him to drop to one knee. DC is quick to get up and throws a vicious european uppercut that rocks the big man's jaw. DC turns and runs for the ropes, slinging off he speeds back to look for a swinging DDT, but instead Tank stands up, bear hugs him, and spinebuster's him into the canvas. The crowd cringes a bit.
Fecca: "The champ can have all the speed and intelligence in the world, and it still wouldn't stop that from hurting."
Styles: "Power wins. Every time."
Tank pulls DC up by the arm and closelines him back down, but doesn't release the arm and DC snaps back up, to be closelined again, snaps back up, to be closeline again, each time the crowd gasping and cringing all the more. Tank snaps him back up again, but this time scoops him up and slams him back down. He then walks over to make the tag to GJ.
Fecca: "The Champion is really getting a beating here."
Styles: "Between Caged Combat and tonight, it's really starting to become a staple of his title reign."
GJ stalks DC with a smirk. DC climbs to his hands and knees, but GJ sends a stiff kick to his ribs to break him back down, then drops and elbow into the small of his back. DC yells in pain as GJ stays there for a few moments, digging her elbow into the muscles of his lower back, trying to bunch them up and pinch the nerves. She then gets back up and drops another elbow, repeating the process. She then gets back up and grabs a leg, spinning around for a single leg boston crab. Collins yelps and reaches out for the near by rope, but GJ is really wrenching hard.
Fecca: "DC has just been broken down. No single man could over come the tag team champions. A normal tag team maybe, but not these two."
Styles: "I could've told you that."
DC raises a hand, and the crowd loses it's breath. Will he? Should he? He swings his arm down and.... grabs the bottle rope. The crowd ROARS and GJ is forced to break her hold. DC climbs up to a knee, wincing in pain as he favors his lower back, but GJ doesn't give him any time to recover. She smashes a knee into his head and then pull hims up and smashes a forearm to the jaw. DC is reeling, leaning back into the ropes. Georgia pushes him into the ropes and slings him across the ring to the other side. As DC hits the opposite ropes and returns back, GJ hits the ropes herself and torpedo's straight for him. She does a hand spring and looks for the back elbow, sure to smash DC's nose, but the champion counters and puts two knees up into her back, grabbing her and using her momentum to drop back, cracking her back over his knees. The crowd explodes.
Fecca: "YES! A last second counter, talk about innovation. That is why he's the champion!"
Styles: "Meh. It was okay..."
GJ bounces off of DC's knees and lands on her face, howling and holder her back. DC on the other hand, just lays there, catching a breath. As he slowly turns over to get up, he notices GJ already heading to her corner, favoring her back. DC tries to jump up, but his own back pain slows him down, and GJ makes the tag. Tank barrels in and spears the champion down, but DC catches him in a DDT as well and both men sprawl out.
Fecca: "ANOTHER desperation save from Collins. He is really hanging tough."
Styles: "Matter of time. Only a matter of time."
Tank slowly gets back to his feet, head rining. He turns and see's DC begining to rise aswell. Tank grabs him by the throat and shoves him back into the nearby corner. Tank shakes his head again and then rushes forward and splashes all 310 lbs of him onto the champion. DC just slumps.
Styles: "See. Matter of time."
Fecca: "Yeah. That could really spell the begining of the end here."
Tank steps back a few paces and then rushes forward for another assault, but at the last second DC explodes from the corner and SPEARS the big man!
Fecca: "OH MY GAWD!"
Styles: "....I'm sorry. Can some one replay that. I think I just saw Damien Collins spear Tank."
Fecca: "YOU DID! YOU DID!"
The crowd is on there feet! Tank is down, GJ is standing on the apron with her jaw on the floor, and even Collins looks surprised, but hooks the leg for the pin. One! Two! GJ blitz's into the ring and DC breaks his own count before she can get an shot in, and instead gets her with a DEEP arm drag that sends her into the middle rope and tumbling to the floor. DC pops back up as the crowd roars. He looks down at GJ and then turns around to see a rising Tank. DC explodes forth and-
Fecca: "DC DROP!"
Styles: "Your sh*ting me."
DC rolls him over and covers for the pin. One! Two!
Entire Arena: THREE!
The bell tolls. And as you mighte xpect Sabrina doesn't even have the chance to announce Damien as the winner. From the crowd comes Natural Selection at full-strength. We've got Bedlam, Othniel, Escobar, Bain, Rich, and of course Jacob Mitchell. They cross the barricade and georgia is immediately back in the ring. Dc gets up and notices what's happening. He an Gee both help Tank back up. He's a lil groggy but willing to fight.
Fecca and Styles are going nuts about this being just like NS to pull this. However teh crowd goes form booing to cheering like mad. The camera starts lookin around ringside and up on the tron we have the sceen cut into four. Its showing in teh crowd Scott Addams, Zarak Lyle, Phoenix Winterborn, and Matlock!
NS shoots onto the sides of teh ring as the rest of Team PWT cross the barricades. Georgia, DC, and Tank attack from inside teh ring. That's it! The brawl is on folks! Natural Selection you have to give credit aren't running scared. But for once they're not in complete control with the numbers. Nor are they hittin unexpecetdly.
Bedlam is sent off teh apron of the ring and lands in a weird manner on his knee. He goes down an stays down. Phoenix Winterborn is over him, holding onto teh barricade an stomping away at Bedlam's mid-section, staying well away from the knee that he clutches.
As the show goes off the air we see something many thought we'd never see.....Team PWT holding their own against Natural Selection! The last thing we see is Matlock and Othniel tumbling off the apron onto a camera guy.
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