Post by Ace Anderson on Nov 14, 2006 18:41:51 GMT -5
PCW Tuesday Trauma
Tuesday, November 14th, 2006
Live on E! from the Pure Class Arena in Greenville, South Carolina
Tuesday, November 14th, 2006
Live on E! from the Pure Class Arena in Greenville, South Carolina
In the Beginning
Details: Trauma opens up with the usual pyrotechnics and the playing of System of a Down's, "Chop Suey." The cameras pan around the arena, highlighting numerous fans and their signs. As “Chop Suey” fades, the PCW-tron springs to life, recapping the brilliant War Games match-up that took place the previous week on Trauma. As the clips of War Games fade, the camera pans to the ring for the beginning of the first match...
Match One: Tag Team Match
Ryan Patrick & Jade vs 2Guys
Referee: Steve Shaw
Match Details: Jackle and Jade start off the match, both circling each other. When Jackle sees that Jade has her back to the corner, he charges, hoping to steam roll her right into the ground. Jade manages to spin out of the way, and Jackle goes crashing face first into the corner. The one half Tag Team Champion shakes off the cobwebs and returns to circling Jade, once again trying to bulldoze her into the corner. With all construction references aside, Jackle once again misses his opponent. As he turns around, he is met with a bellclap and a few forearm shots to the face. Jade tries to use her strength to Irish whip Jackle across the ring, but he reverses it, sending the Genesis Champion across the ring. As Jade comes back, Jackle knocks her down with a shoulder block.
Jade hits the mat, but determinedly gets back to her feet. Jackle swings for a clothesline, but Jade ducks, before turning around and giving Jackle a swift toe kick to the sternum. Jackle bends over, while Jade hits the ropes, bringing her momentum right across the face of Jackle, culminating in a flying forearm shot. Jade moves across the ring and makes the tag to Ryan Patrick, who climbs to the top rope immediately. Patrick leaps off with a flying elbow drop, connecting on Jackle. Patrick makes the pin. 1...2...Menace is in, and he breaks up the count. Patrick quickly locks Jackle in a reverse chinlock, hoping to make the Tag Team Champion submit. However, Jackle refuses to quit, even after being in the move for a good fifteen seconds, and he someone manages to fight back.
Jackle battles with Patrick, making his way to his feet. He picks Patrick up in a sidewalk slam, and brings him down, hard. Jackle then dives to his corner to make the tag to Menace, but he falls just short. Menace, with an astonished look on his face, can hardly believe Jackle missed the tag. By this time, Ryan Patrick is to his feet and pulling Jackle away from his corner, the tag unsuccessful. Patrick tags in Jade, who gets in the ring and starts to go to work on Jackle. A dropkick sends Jackle into the corner, and as he comes out, Jade connects with a beautiful Spinning Heel Kick. This drops Jackle, and as Jade makes the cover Ryan Patrick gets in the ring to obstruct Menace. Steve Shaw makes the count, 1...2..3...and the Tag Team Champions still have a long way to go, it seems.
Winner
Match Two: Handicap Match
Gravedigger vs Sean Hunter & Nina Arcania
Referee: Travis Wilson
Match Details: The match commences after Gravedigger makes his entrance alone and Hunter and Nina walk to the ring together as a sign of unity and strength in numbers. Immediately after the ref calls for the bell the team of Hunter and Arcania attacks the much larger man with a barrage of punches and kicks, only to be shrugged away with a powerful swing of an arm. Sean Hunter then attempts to rush his opponent with a clothesline but his arm simply bounced off the barrelled chest of Gravedigger, hurting Sean more than the target. Gravedigger is simply standing, rock steady, in the middle of the ring, absorbing punishment as Nina attempts several stiff chops to his chest with no effect. It is now that Gravedigger strikes, launching a lethal uppercut under the chin of Arcadia that sends her flailing to the mat. He turns to Hunter and gets aught immediately by a running clothesline that unsteadies the Behemoth before receiving yet another that finally floors him.
Hunter wastes no time and begins to pound him with a series of stomps but, amazingly, the massive Gravedigger begins to rise from the mat. Confused and uneasy, Hunter unleashes another barrage of boots to the head and chest of the opponent but he continues to rise unabated until he finally reaches his feet and sways until finding his balance. Slowly he turns to a scared looking Hunter and hits a quick fire combo of rights and lefts to the head, forcing him back into the corner. As Hunter remains in the corner he turns back to see Nina struggling to her feet and grabs her arm, proceeding to throw her straight into Hunter in the corner. He then takes a place in the corner directly opposite and charges at full pace, slamming into the two opponents with a huge Splash that makes both of them collapse to the mat.
Gravedigger pulls Nina away and hauls her to her feet before lifting her up in a Gorilla Press and holding her, waiting as Hunter rises to his feet before throwing her, once again, straight on top of him in a pile or carnage. Gravedigger surveys the damage for a few seconds before once again pulling Nina Arcania away from the wreckage and lifting her effortlessly to her feet and nailing a crushing Double Arm DDT known to him as The Graver. Looking at Nina, however, he does not pin but looks to Hunter instead and pulls him up to his feet and into the middle of the ring before lifting him onto his shoulder, then down his chest and finally delivering The Burial, a massive Tombstone Piledriver that almost knocks Hunter out cold. Seeing his victim still awake, Gravedigger positions himself over the mangled body of Hunter and locks in the Six Feet Under, torturing the neck of him until he is forced to tap and submit.
Winner
After the Match...
Details: Sean Hunter looks deep in thought as he is left in the ring, climbing first to one knee, then to both feet, and climbing out between the top and second rope. He walks to the back, shaking his head in disgust at himself, just as the scene cuts to a commercial break.
Match Three: Singles Match
James Keenan vs Silence
Referee: Eddie Lane
Match Details: As the feed returns from the commercial break, the introductions have already been made. Silence stands some sixteen feet from James Keenan, driving his cold stare seemingly right into his dreams. Keenan doesn’t back down, however. He stares right back at Silence, ignoring the jeers The Voice is sending his way. The referee calls for the bell and both men meet in the center of the ring, the big James Keenan having to look up to face the even bigger man, Silence. Silence brings a punch right down onto the head of James Keenan, who sends an uppercut into the chin of Silence. This causes Silence to rear his head back, and return with his now almost patented throat thrust, which tears the oxygen from James Keenan. Keenan stumbles back, grabbing at his throat. Silence follows close behind.
With Keenan’s back to him, Silence scoops Keenan up and drops him down with a big backbreaker, one that must do wonders for James’s already weathered ribs. As James hits the mat, Silence pushes Keenan’s face right into the canvas, punishing him. Silence straddles Keenan, who is belly down, and locks on a camel clutch. Keenan screams in obvious amounts of immense pain, but he refuses to give up. He hardly knows the meaning of the word, and that’s not because of his education. After a few seconds in the camel clutch, and Keenan refusing to give up, The Voice orders Silence to release it. Which may have been a bad idea, for as Silence picks Keenan up by his rock star hair, Keenan delivers a few straights into the gut of Silence.
The punches force Silence to let go of his grip, and Keenan sticks a kick into the gut of the monster. A quick Evenflow DDT, and Silence is grounded. Keenan makes the pin...and Silence kicks out barely after one! Silence begins to get up, but Keenan doesn’t give him a chance to recuperate. As Silence is getting up, Keenan clinches him and begins to deliver knees to the face. Upon hooking both arms after a few knees, Silence hits the mat in a double arm DDT! Keenan turns the beast over...one..two...Silence kicks out.
The Voice screams at Silence to fight back, but Keenan isn’t giving him the chance. Keenan locks in an STF, and Silence can feel the pressure building upon him. However, it is at this time that one Kaden Keene begins to make his way down to the ramp. Keenan sees Kaden coming, and out of instinct lets go of the STF. Silence withdraws himself to a corner to regain his composure as Keenan goes to the ropes facing the ramp to confront Kaden Keene. Keenan is yelling at Keene, who after a few seconds points to somewhere behind Keenan. Keenan turns around, ducks a clothesline from Silence, and hits him with the Closing Song!
Keenan attempts the cover, but Kaden Keene gets up onto the apron, distracting the referee, and Keenan as well. Keenan makes his way over to where Kaden and the ref are arguing now, and he begins yelling at both of them. Keenan takes a shot over the referee’s shoulder at Kaden, but Kaden jumps down off of the apron, causing Keenan to hit nothing but air. Keenan turns around to face Silence, who has by now sat straight up and is waiting for Keenan to turn.
Keenan turns, and ends up with two big paws around his throat for his troubles. Shadowplex! Keenan connects with the mat hard, and Silence stalks over to make the cover. One..two...kick out by Keenan! Kaden Keene has made his way down the ramp and behind the curtain now, for the damage has been done. Back inside the ring, Silence is picking up Keenan, and as Keenan attempts to fight back once more, Silence refuses it with a few more throat thrusts. Silence bends down and gets Keenan’s legs around his head, hoisting him up. Keenan slides down the back of Silence, and within seconds, is being dropped with a Silencer. That was all that she wrote for James Keenan, as Silence makes the pin. One...two...three. Kaden Keene screwed his former partner for the second time.
Winner
After the Match...
Details: Silence and The Voice leave the ringside area in convincing fashion, mouthing off to the crowd in one way or another. At least, The Voice does. James Keenan finally comes to in the ring, punches the mat in a blind fury, and takes off backstage, some sort of plot obviously brewing in his head. He walks through the backstage area, and disappears into his locker room as the camera pans back to the ring for the next contest...
Match Four: Singles Match
Non Compos Mentis vs. Kaden Keene
Referee: Tyrone Little
Match Details: The hatred shared was at an all-time high going into this match, and it could certainly be felt all through the arena. The two hardly even took their eyes from each other, both trying to rip a whole through the other with eye lasers they didn’t possess. Even when compared to some of the other rivalries in the Pure Class Wrestling history books, this one’s right up there.
The intensity is proof, because as the saying goes, the proof is in the pudding. And boy, that was their damn luck. They started off the match in an almost vicious tie-up, both men pushing and breathing hard, trying to gain an advantage. Mentis, holding a power advantage, begins to push Kaden backward, but Kaden manages to use his speed to jar himself free and trip Non Compos Mentis down to the mat. Right on top of Mentis’s knee Kaden goes, stomping down on it, driving the point of his own knee into it, picking Mentis up and dropping all of his weight down onto it.
As Mentis manages to roll out of the ring to the floor, he is clearly favoring his other leg. However, he shakes it off, welcomes the adrenaline with open arms, and slides back into the ring. Kaden comes right down on top of Mentis with forearms to the back, but Mentis fights through. A few punches and an STO later, and Kaden Keene is grounded. With not a submission move to speak of in his entire career, Non Compos Mentis makes an attempt at one anyway. He locks Kaden Keene in a half crab, arching Kaden’s back like a cat’s in the midst of danger. Kaden tries to fight it, but Mentis has all of his weight sitting down on Kaden. Refusing to tap, Kaden reaches for the ropes. He just barely gets his fingertips on the bottom rope, and manages to grasp on, forcing Non Compos Mentis to let go, who almost doesn’t. Right at four and 45/48ths, Non Compos Mentis releases the hold on Kaden Keene. Kaden is now feeling the affects of his own sore leg, and Non Compos Mentis wastes little time. He brings Kaden to his feet, and delivers and kick right to the calf of Kaden Keene which drops him down to one knee instantly. A vicious knee to the head brings Kaden Keene to his back!
Non Compos Mentis drops down to make the pin, one..two...and Kaden Keene reaches out and grabs the bottom rope, breaking the count. Frustration building, both visibly and mentally for Non Compos Mentis, it appears that he has had enough. Yet there is somebody else in the building who has had enough as well. James Keenan makes his way through the crowd, electric guitar in hand, and positions himself next to the ropes, bending down out of sight beyond the apron. Tunnel vision completely set, Non Compos Mentis doesn’t notice him there, and he calls for a DumDumDrop. He whips Kaden off the ropes, right to where James Keenan is laying in wait. Keenan springs up and connects with the guitar along the back of the somewhat-stumbling Kaden Keene (his leg still rather sore). The guitar crashes on Kaden’s back, and Tyrone Little calls for the bell, signaling Kaden Keene the victor.
Winner
After the Match...
Details: Clearly frustrated with the outcome, most notably the blemish on his record and his missed chance at finishing Kaden Keene, Non Compos Mentis storms out of the ring. He scoops up his North American Championship with little regard for it, and heads to the back. Inside the ring, Keenan is in, and on top of Kaden, pummeling him with his fists. Skylar Marshall appears at the top of the ramp, just as Non Compos Mentis is walking by, and Non Compos Mentis begins to express his distaste of something or other to Skylar. Skylar tells him to go to the back, making some sort of inaudible promise, and then he turns to the ring.
Skylar Marshall: James...James...James...you’re going to have to cut that out. That is, if you want to get Kaden in a Street Fight at the next PCW Pay Per View! That’s right, you heard me correct. It can be James Keenan vs Kaden Keene in a Street Fight, but that’s only if you keep him alive. I can’t very well have a match booked with a dead man in it, can I? Although it would probably sell, that’s not the way I run business. So, you leave the ring right now, you don’t touch Kaden for the next few weeks, and you got your Street Fight. But if you and Kaden come into any sort of physical contact in this building, the one who starts it will be fired. And we all know neither of you want that.
James gets up from his mount of Kaden Keene and climbs out of the ring, looking back, wondering if he should just finish his business with Kaden now, or if he should wait. James decides that his job is rather important to him, and he can somehow manage to wait a few more weeks for Kaden. He won’t be going anywhere. ‘The Way I Am’ begins to play as Skylar leaves the stage, with the scene fading to commercial before the main event of the evening.
Match Five: Singles Match
Justin “Stormm” Michaels vs Grimm
Referee: Richard Stevens
Match Details: The lights go out, and the crowd jumps to their feet. The sound of their screaming shakes the very floor of the arena as "Ordinary Man” by Breaking Benjamin blasts through the speakers. Justin "Stormm" Michaels forgoes his typical posing and crowd-hamming and keeps his eyes on the ring as he marches intently to it. He gets his moment, though, and raises a fist in the center of the ring to the audience, who applaud loudly. But the adulation dies from anxiety, as they await the coming of the newly crowned champion.
His trademark strobe lights flicker at the ramp, and "Reset" by Mutemath blares over the chorus of boos and jeers the crowd bathe the new champ in. Grimm makes his entrance, but something is different this time. This time, he pauses at the top of the ramp, and surveys the crowd. The fans shower him with more boos, louder and harder screams of displeasure, and he returns their catcalls and obscenities with a crooked smile. Around his waist, the PCW World Championship hangs loosely. Grimm unbuckles it and thrusts it into the air with one hand, letting the people who have had such distaste for him take in the reality that is so hard for them to accept. It wasn't that they hated Grimm; it was that they loved Lantlas, and they really liked Justin Michaels.
In the ring now, the competitors stand in opposite corners while the ref makes his rounds, patting them down and giving them last-minute instructions. The ref steps center-ring and sounds for the bell.
Stormm wastes no time, charging Grimm, clenching into a collar-and-elbow tie-up. Michaels easily pushes the far slimmer champion into the corner. The ref steps in and begins a count, but Michaels isn't quick to let go. He forces Grimm's head back, pressuring the neck. The ref reaches forward, and Stormm breaks. Justin steps back, adjusts his trunks, and calls the PCW World Champion out to the middle of the ring. Grimm happily obliges.
Stormm snatches at Grimm to lock up again, but Grimm feigns at it and ducks behind him. He wraps his arms around Michaels, then slides to his back. Schoolboy! 1...no. Michaels kicks out easily.
They put hop to their feet, and Michaels quickly advances again on the champion. Grimm sidesteps a half-hearted shoulder charge, flying to the opposite ropes. He returns at full speed, and connects with a jumping lariat! Stormm, of equal height, but much heavier, reels, but does not fall. Grimm looks back at the ropes and makes for them again. He comes back even harder, and leaps...Michaels connects with a standing dropkick! He plucked Grimm out of mid-air, completely reversing the champion's momentum! Grimm falls backward awkwardly, crumbling to the mat. Michaels is quick to cover! 1...no. Grimm sneaks a shoulder up early in the count.
Michaels does not give his opponent another chance to bounce around the ring; he mounts Grimm and rains blows down hard and fast. Grimm protects, but Michaels is forcing his punches in every open space. Grimm's defense seems to break, and Michaels jumps off. He grabs Grimm by the neck and head and hoists him to his feet, and bounces off the ropes himself. Michaels returns like an errant freight train, and launches a vicious clothesline...no! Grimm ducks the move! Michaels turns quickly to meet his foe, but Grimm wraps around him and lifts! Spinebuster! Grimm got the big man off his feet!
The champion mounts Michaels and wraps both hands around his throat. He pushes rhythmically down on Stormm's jugular. The ref is barking the count at the champ, but Grimm holds like a vice. 1...2...3...4...Grimm breaks the hold.
Grimm puts the boots to Michaels, but it only seems to anger him. Stormm makes his way to his feet despite being kicked and stomped by the PCW Champion, and begins returning the offense! Michaels blocks a punch, and returns a wild haymaker! Grimm is reeling, his knees are shaky! Michaels is unleashing Hell on Phineas Grimm right now!
Grimm falls into the turnbuckle, and Michaels raises his boot into the Abomination of Desolation's midsection. Kick after kick after kick, and Michaels is on fire! Michaels steps back and measures Grimm, and launches another boot into Grimm's--Grimm catches it! He pushes, sending Michaels tumbling back. Grimm quickly takes a seat on the top turnbuckle. Michaels seems disoriented, and stumbled back into the champion's corner. Grimm wraps his arm around Stormm's neck in a front chancery. He's going to hit him with the The Harve--
No! Grimm spins off the turnbuckle, but he can't force his weight on Michaels enough to bring him down!
Grimm is dangling on Stormm's shoulder! Justin carries his around the ring for a moment, and the crowd is going wild! Stormm stops...disgusting spinebuster! The canvas makes a sound like an explosion as Grimm seemingly shatters on it. The force of the move bounces Michaels back to his feet, and he stands over the fallen PCW World Champion. Justin falls back down for the cover. 1...2...no! Grimm kicks out in plenty of time, somehow.
Michaels starts to show the first sign of frustration as he throws a quick punch into the mat. He shakes his head in disgust and brings the champ back to a vertical base. Grimm is woozy, and Michaels hooks an arm around his head. He snatches a leg, and lifts Grimm into the cradle suplex position. He's going for the Force of Nature! Justin spins, and--Grim slides out! He's behind Michaels now, and wraps on a sleeper hold! Grimm takes advantage of the stunned Michaels, and drops the bottom out of the hold...Lament Configuration! Michaels is twitching on the mat! I think he peed a little! The crowd is nearly hissing at the champ! Grimm makes the cover!
1...2...3! It's over! Grimm wins!
Winner
*CLICK*
Overview
Jade & Ryan Patrick d. 2guys via pinfall after Jade pinned Jackle
Gravedigger d. Sean Hunter & Nina Arcania via submission after Gravedigger submitted Hunter
Silence d. James Keenan via pinfall
Kaden Keene d. Non Compos Mentis via disqualification
Grimm d. Justin ‘Stormm’ Michaels via pinfall
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A thank-you goes out to Rick and Joe for their help in the results. I would also like to thank those who had roleplayed for the event.
