Post by A Ghost in the Wind on Aug 26, 2008 6:19:11 GMT -5
PCW Trauma: Revival II- All Wild Card Night
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Live on E! from the Pure Class Arena in Greenville, South Carolina
[/center]Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Live on E! from the Pure Class Arena in Greenville, South Carolina
(An Earthly globe spins softly to give the viewers their opening feed. As the sphere spins, a voiceover can be heard.)
Voice: For more than a year, fans were left without their heroes…
(The image of the globe switches over to live-action clips of PCW Superstars. The footage seen is of Pegasus walking down the entranceway, Grimm leaping off the top of a steel cage with a suicide splash onto the lifeless body of “Mr. Showtime” Mikey Wryght, and Lantlas raising the PCW World Championship in the air after a hard-fought battle.)
Voice: …And with their absence, a void was left needing to be fulfilled….
(The feed transitions into images of dejected fans standing outside of an empty Pure Class Arena, a sign hanging from its roof over the front of the building reading, “Closed.”)
Voice: …But with time comes growth and wisdom…
(The feed now transitions into live-action clips of more PCW Superstars. The footage that is now being shown is of the ending of The Prophet’s entrance, Johnny Vivacious taunting a fallen Non Compos Mentis, and of Ace Anderson hitting A Touch of Greatness onto Jade.)
Voice: …And the ability to start afresh…
(The feed once again transitions into another live-action video clip of PCW Superstars. This time, the footage being shown is of LoKi lacing up his boots, Chrissy Johnson hugging a young male fan outside the Pure Class Arena, and “Heavy Metal” Jacob Roth playing the air-guitar before a match.)
Voice: …Welcome back, as the PCW is revived once again…
(The feed now transitions back to the image of the globe spinning. With every passing second, the speed of which the globe had been spinning increases, until it starts to violently shake and convulse. Suddenly, without any warning, the globe explodes. The particles of the Earth dart out every which way onto the screen, and as a large fragment makes it way towards the camera, the feed switches to a live shot of the Pure Class Arena. “Survival of the Sickest” by Saliva begins to play and a massive pyrotechnics display occurs throughout the arena.
The camera begins to pan the live crowd, catching numerous fan signs throughout its progress. Some of the more notable signs read: “Long Live PCW,” “Kirt Angle Fears Lantlas,” “I Drove 12 Hours to See The Prophet” and, “Grimm is Ugly.” As “Survival of the Sickest” continues to play, the camera switches focus to Michael “The Man” Williams and Jerry Andrews at the broadcast table, where they open up the show.)
Jerry Andrews: Welcome ladies and gentleman to PCW Tuesday Night Trauma! I’m Jerry Andrews and to my left is my broadcast colleague Michael “The Man” Williams. You can feel the intensity in the air as this raucous crowd is direly waiting for tonight’s action to begin.
Michael “The Man” Williams: Jerry, it’s been over a year since the PCW doors have been opened and it sure feels great to be back!
Jerry Andrews: You are absolutely right, Mike. I don’t know about you, but ever since the PCW closed its doors last year, I sat back at home just waiting to get that call telling me to show back up at work. And although it’s taken longer than expected, it’s great to be able to work for this great promotion again.
(Just then, “Survival of the Sickest” abruptly fades out and before the arena can go completely quiet, the opening of AC/DC’s, “Back in Black” begins to play. The song has never been used in Pure Class Wrestling before, so the fans are buzzing with intrigue and confusion….)
…Back in Black…
…I Hit the Sack…
…It’s Been Too Long…
…I’m Glad to Be Back…
…Yes, I’m Let Loose…
…From the Noose…
…That’s Kept Me Hanging Around…
(A few lyrics in, and from out behind the entrance curtain steps former PCW Interim President Skylar Marshall. Wearing a full black-on-black business-suit and sporting his usual ponytail, Skylar looks as debonair as he ever has. The fans, realizing who it is, begin to scream out with jeers. With a cocky grin from ear-to-ear, Skylar seems to revel in the reaction.)
…I’ve Been Looking At the Sky…
…And It’s Getting Me High…
…Forget The Hearse Cause I Never Die…
…I Got Nine Lives…
…Cat’s Eyes…
…Abusin’ Every One Of Them, Runnin’ Wild…
Jerry Andrews: Well, look who’s back. When the PCW went under, I definitely thought that was the end of Skylar’s tenure here. Apparently not.
…Cause I’m Back…
…Yes I’m Back…
…Well, I’m Back…
…Yes, I’m Back…
…Well, I’m Back…
…Well, I’m Back…
…Yes, I’m back…
(After taking in the setting for about a minute, Skylar begins his power strut down the entranceway.)
Michael “The Man” Williams: There’s only one man who could strut that powerful and we’re looking at ‘em.
Jerry Andrews: And usually, when there’s Skylar, there’s business to discuss.
(A few of the fans try to reach out for high-fives, but Skylar arrogantly ignores them. When he makes it towards the bottom of the entrance-ramp, there are a few fans who bow down to him in that, “we’re not worthy,” Wayne’s World, way. Skylar stops long enough to give out a boisterous, cocky laugh before he continues on his way.)
Michael “The Man” Williams: Skylar looks to be in great spirits tonight.
Jerry Andrews: Wouldn’t you be if your place of employment reopened?
Michael “The Man” Williams: Point noted.
(Skylar makes his way up the ringsteps and then steps through the middle and top ropes. Mark Long, who is standing on the outside of the ring near the broadcast position, introduces Skylar.)
Mark Long: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome, PCW President, Skylar Marshall!
(After the introduction, Skylar walks towards the far-side of the ring and reaches for, and is handed, the microphone from Mark Long. Once he has the microphone in his hand, he circles back towards the center of the ring. As he gets to his destination, he raises the microphone to his lips and, “Back in Black” abruptly fades out, allowing him to speak.)
Skylar Marshall: For those who do not know me, my name is Skylar Marshall. The last time you seen me, I was interim PCW President, replacing good ole “Captain” Alejandro Walker. Well, it’s safe to say that I am interim no more. “The Icemann” and I met up a few weeks before the PCW reopened its doors to discuss some business. The first matter of business was what capacity I would be brought back in. Obviously, it was ultimately decided that I was a better fit as PCW President than any others in the running.
(The fans that remembered Skylar in his previous run in the PCW jeer at this decision.)
Skylar Marshall: For those who are worried about “The Captain,” fear not. Luis was kind enough to keep him employed with the company. Mr. Walker has been named a PCW Ambassador, and his job will basically consist of going to PCW sanctioned events, promoting goodwill. In my eyes, that’s a terrible investment, but I don’t run the company.
Jerry Andrews: Thank heavens.
Skylar Marshall: What I do run, however, is the weekly Trauma and Pay-Per-View events. And in my infinite wisdom, I have decided that there’s no better way to judge the talent pool than to keep them on their toes and see what they can pull out in an unpredictable situation. And it’s for that very reason that I’ve decided to make this show a special, “All Wild Card Night.”
Jerry Andrews: We heard about this going into the night, but now we’ll finally get some details as to what they pertain.
Skylar Marshall: The concept is a relatively simple one to follow- everyone committed to compete tonight will be booked with no prior knowledge of what sort of match they’ll be competing in and who their opponents may be.
Jerry Andrews: Well that leaves everyone with a disadvantage.
Michael “The Man” Williams: But at least everyone will be at the same disadvantage. See, no favoritism.
Skylar Marshall: But because of the added challenge of not being able prepare for their match, I’ll reward those who are successful. For you see, the winners of their respective matches will be entered into the main event for this evening. That main event? A Rumble for the Gold Rumble Royale.
(The fans cheer, appreciating they are going to witness PCW history as they’ll get to see a title match tonight.)
Skylar Marshall: After each person wins a match, their name will be dropped into a hat. By the end of the night, we’ll have drawn random names from said hat, determining the entry number. Unfortunately, the person who won the match prior to the Main Event will be daunted with the unlucky number of one, but I’m sure they’ll do fine. The match will start off with two competitors, with a new entrant coming down at two-minute intervals. The object of the match is to throw your opponents over the top rope and be the last man standing. The winner of this match will become the PCW World Champion!
(Immediate roars of approval are given by the crowd.)
Skylar Marshall: So without further ado, let the games begin, shall we?
(Skylar motions for Mark Long to come into the ring and, when is within reach, he hands him a few index cards. After handing Mark the cards, Skylar exits the ring the same way he entered. As he is walking up the entranceway, the feed fades out to commercial.)
***Commercial***
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***End of Break***
(Following the commercial break, Shadow Fall’s, “The Lights That Blind” is beginning to fade out, and already in the ring is Tyrone “Crazy Boy” Smith, who is pumping his fist in the air. Also standing in the ring is Mark Long, and he’s awaiting the entrance of Tyrone’s opponent. “The Lights That Blind” soon cuts off, and, “Pain Redefined” by Distubed begins to play.)
Michael “The Man” Williams: That music, Jerry, can only mean one thing…!
(From behind the entrance curtain steps “Beyond Greatness” himself, the former PCW Tag Team, North American, and World Champion, Ace Anderson. As the fans boo, Ace basks in the jeers, soaking up all the raw hatred.)
Jerry Andrews: What an arrogant bastard.
Michael “The Man” Williams: Don’t try sucking up to the man, Jerry. It’ll get you nowhere with Ace.
(After a few moments of taking in the fans lavishing jeers, Ace begins his descent down the entrance ramp, all-the-while snarling smarmy and aggressively. As Ace reaches the bottom of the ramp, he stops and salutes the crowd, gaining even more of a hated reaction from the crowd.)
Michael “The Man” Williams: Ace just knows that the crowd hates him and he loves it.
(From where Ace is standing, he leaps up and lands on the ring apron. On the apron, Ace unleashes a primal scream, and then enters the ring by stepping over the ropes. He heads over to the nearest turnbuckle and raises his arms, garnering even more boos than before. Mark Long then begins the introductions.)
Mark Long: Introducing first, weighing in at two-hundred and twenty-five pounds and standing six feet, two inches…from Biloxi, Mississippi…Tyrone “CRAZY BOY” Smith!
(Smith again raises his arms, as the fans let out a decent cheer of appreciation. Ace hops down from the turnbuckle and turns his focus on his opposition, and Mark continues.)
Mark Long: And his opponent, weighing in at three-hundred and twenty pounds and standing six feet, six inches…from West Newbury, Massachusetts…”Beyond Greatness” ACE ANDERSON!
Jerry Andrews: It se…lot of…’derson.
(At the mere mention of his name, the fans begin to unleash a chorus of boos so loud, it drowns out whatever Jerry Andrews was trying to say on commentary. Ace just smirks, still keeping his focus on Crazy Boy.)
Mark Long: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and has a fifteen-minute time-limit, and will be contested under Hardcore Rules!
Match One: Hardcore Match
Tyrone “Crazy Boy” Smith vs. “Beyond Greatness” Ace Anderson
Referee: Travis Wilson
Tyrone “Crazy Boy” Smith vs. “Beyond Greatness” Ace Anderson
Referee: Travis Wilson
Michael “The Man” Williams: Wow! Skylar impresses early by making a Hardcore Match, on our first show back!
(Referee Wilson signals for the bell, and once it sounds, Tyrone charges at Ace, throwing haymakers at the former World Champion.)
Jerry Andrews: Crazy Boy, going right at the former World Champion with rights and lefts. Not a bad way to start off against Ace.
(The stinging blows seem to rock Ace, and Tyrone backpedals enough to hit the ropes, and then he bounces back and tries a flying forearm shot, but Ace sidesteps it, grabbing Smith’s head in the process and slamming him down onto the mat.)
Jerry Andrews: Crazy Boy’s aggressiveness seems to have backfired on him there.
Michael “The Man” Williams: As it should have. Ace is just too good for things like that.
(Ace quickly falls onto the mat, and places a front-face lock on Crazy Boy. Ace begins to wrench the neck of Tyrone, and then, after applying the hold for a few seconds, Ace lets go of it, and with both hands, bangs Crazy Boy’s head onto the mat. He then begins to viciously rub Smith’s face into the mat.)
Michael “The Man” Williams: Seems Ace is using Crazy Boy’s face as a dirty mop, which coincidentally, is what Smith must smell like.
(Ace rolls through the ropes to get onto the outside. He then begins to search underneath the ring, pulling a table out.)
Jerry Andrews: I’m sorry folks, but we have to take a commercial break! Stay tuned!
***Commercial Break***
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***End of Break***
(Following the commercial break, we can see Crazy Boy pounding away on Ace in the far-right corner, a broken table is seen broken in half in the near-left corner. A split-screen then appears, showing the footage of what happened during the break, as Jerry welcomes the viewers back and explains what happens.)
Jerry Andrews: Welcome back, ladies and gentlemen. During the commercial break, Ace set the table up in the corner. As you can see, when he went to Irish-Whip Crazy Boy into it, Tyrone reversed it and Ace went crashing through the table, giving Tyrone the upper-hand in this contest at this point.
(The split-screen cuts off, and the action in the ring shows Tyrone bulldogging Ace out of the corner. It is now Tyrone’s turn to head outside of the ring, as he steps through the ropes and grabs the metal folding chair Mark Long was sitting on. He slides the chair into the ring and then jumps onto the apron, before climbing back into it. Tyrone walks to where the chair is laying and grabs it before repositioning the chair in the middle of the ring.)
Jerry Andrews: I wonder what Crazy Boy is going to do with that chair.
Michael “The Man” Williams: My money would be on, attempting to use it, Jerry.
(Crazy Boy then reaches out and grabs Ace, lifting him up. Crazy Boy then sets up Ace for a DDT, the fans are wild with excitement, hoping to see an upset of the likes of when Ace squared off against The Byrd. Crazy Boy pumps a fist into the air, taking in the reaction, but as he does this, Ace raises up and plants Crazy Boy with a high-elevated backdrop.)
Michael “The Man” Williams: What a stupid move on Tyrone’s part. Instead of taking advantage of the situation, he tries to showboat. We all know that isn’t going to fly with Ace Anderson.
Jerry Andrews: Can you blame him, Mike?! The fans cheering him on, he had to be feeling a rush like no other.
Michael “The Man” Williams: And he’s paying for that rush now, isn’t he?
(After backdropping Crazy Boy, Ace kips back up to his feet, a renewed vigor showing. Ace lets out a boisterous shriek and then focuses to where Tyrone is. Tyrone begins to stir, getting onto his knees. Ace chuckles, grabs Tyrone, and sets him up in a powerbomb position.)
Jerry Andrews: Ace can be going for The Exemplifier here.
(Ace raises Tyrone up and nails him with The Exemplifier, the back of Tyrone’s head bouncing against the steel chair he brought into the ring.)
Michael “The Man” Williams: What an Exemplifier!
Jerry Andrews: That it was. Tyrone’s head smacked against that chair.
(As Tyrone rolls on the mat in agony, a red spot can be seen on the ring. Referee Travis Wilson quickly rushes over to check on Tyrone, and the back of Tyrone’s head is red in blood. Tyrone seems out of it, and the Referee Travis Wilson quickly calls for the bell.)
Mark Long: The winner of the match…via referee stoppage…and advancing in the Rumble for the Gold Rumble Royale…“Beyond Greatness” ACE ANDERSON!
(Travis goes over and raises Ace’s hand, as Ace snarls at the camera. The feed then fades into a commercial break.)
***Commercial Break***
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***End of Break***
Jerry Andrews: Folks, during the commercial break, Ace Anderson appeared to snap. We advise you, the following footage may be unsuitable for some viewers.
(After Jerry offers his warning, the PCW-Tron sparks on, showing what took place during the commercial break. As Crazy Boy is being helped up by Referee Travis Wilson, he raises his arm, showing the fans in attendance that he’s going to be alright. Apparently, Ace does not approve, and he launches at Crazy Boy with a lariat, knocking Crazy Boy back onto the mat. The timekeeper begins to ring the bell, striking it repeatedly trying to get Ace to understand that the match is over, but Ace pays no mind and begins stomping away at Crazy Boy’s prone body.
Ace stops for a moment to grab the chair lying in the ring. With a deranged look of satisfaction he peers out into the crowd. Using the chair in his hands, he begins to lash out on Tyrone. Tyrone screams out in pain, and the bell keeps sounding, but Ace continues to pound on with the chair, relentless in his attack. Referee Travis Wilson tries to pull Ace off of Tyrone, and receives a chair shot to his head for his efforts.
Ace then turns his attention back to Crazy Boy. Ace lays the dented chair flat on the mat and raises Tyrone’s limp body and positions him so that his head falls onto the chair. With a moment of hesitation, as fans jeer in utter disgust, Ace curbstomps Tyrone onto the chair, Crazy Boy’s head hitting the chair with a sickening thud.
PCW personnel consisting of Crazy Bob, and numerous referees, come pouring out of the back and slides into the ring. Ace begins to back away, eyeballing intensely the damage of he just unleashed. The feed quickly transitions to Tyrone being placed on a stretcher with medics checking him over, blood dripping from his forehead, mouth, and back of his head. The feed then cuts to a live shot of Jerry and Mike at ringside.)
Jerry Andrews: We’re being told that Tyrone is heading to Greenville Hospital Systems for medical treatment. We are unsure the extent of Tyrone’s injuries, but we’ll keep you posted when we find out more information. But what I am also being informed is that Referee Travis Wilson has reversed the decision.
Michael “The Man” Williams: Well, even though he was awarded the match, I doubt he’ll be able to compete later on tonight. It’s unfortunate what happened to Crazy Boy, but if we try and look at the positive side of things, maybe Ace finally knocked some sense into ole Crazy Boy. You know, he’s a couple of decks of a few cards.
Jerry Andrews: We have to take another commercial break. We’ll be right back with our second match of the evening. Stay with us.
***Commercial Break***
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***End of Break***
(During the commercial break, one of the newest PCW Superstars, Max Power, and then a returning “Wolvernine” Anthony Douglas had made their entrance, and James Keenan, slapping hands with some of the fans he passes, is making his way down the entrance ramp as “Man Without Fear” by Rob Zombie plays. Once he gets to around the middle of the ramp, he starts sprinting towards the ring, ultimately sliding in underneath the bottom rope when he reaches the ring.)
Jerry Andrews: During the commercial break, Max Powers and then Anthony Douglas made their way to the ring, and now James seems to be involved in the upcoming match as well.
(Getting back to his feet, James takes a running leap to the second rope of the closest turnbuckle. Standing upon the second rope, James thrusts his fists in the air, crossing them at the wrist. Jumping backwards, the music begins to die down, and then switches to the beautiful introduction of Nightwish’s “Elven Path.”)
Jerry Andrews: That music only means one thing, Mike, and that means the former PCW World Champion will be joining this contest.
Michael “The Man” Williams: Oh great.
(As the intro to, “Elven Path” finishes the music transitions to Nightwish’s, “The Poet and The Pendulum.” A tall, lanky figure, dressed in battle armor, steps onto the stage. The fans can’t make of what they are seeing. None of the fans are sure what to make of this armor-clad being, and when he raises the face guard, the fans cheer when they see the face of “The Elven Warrior” Lantlas, with a young lady by his side.)
Michael “The Man” Williams: Seems Lantlas has a new accomplice. I bet she helps him cheat.
Jerry Andrews: I heard rumors Lantlas would be accompanied by a new lady friend. I don’t know what to think of it yet.
(Lantlas walks down to the ring, with his sword dangling at his side, and his bow over his left shoulder, and his quiver of arrows strapped to his back. After walking off the stage, he removes his helmet, getting a huge pop from the fans, and places it on the corner of the ring. He strips himself of his bow, his sword, and his arrows, before entering the ring. He removes his armor, giving it to the attire girl to take it back to his locker room. He does a few stretches, waiting for the match to begin. Mark Long, who had been standing in the middle of the ring, looks down at his cue cards and makes the introduction to the next match.)
Mark Long: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and has a fifteen-minute time-limit, and is to be contested under standard tag team rules. Introducing first, weighing in at a combined weight of five-hundred and seven pounds…the team of James Keenan…and “WOLVERINE” Anthony Douglas!
(James, figuring he would be teamed with Lantlas since he was introduced beforehand, stares at Anthony Douglas confusedly, while Anthony stares right back, a scowl upon his face. While the staring contest continues on, Mark finishes the introductions.)
Mark Long: And their opponents…weighing in at a combined weight of four-hundred and sixty-five pounds…being accompanied by Devon Drake…Max Powers and…“The Elven Warrior” LANTLAS!
Match Two: Tag Team Match
Lantlas & Max Powers [w/Devon Drake] vs. “Wolverine” Anthony Douglas & James Keenan
Referee: Richard Stevens
Lantlas & Max Powers [w/Devon Drake] vs. “Wolverine” Anthony Douglas & James Keenan
Referee: Richard Stevens
(James and Lantlas decide to start off, which prompts Dick Stevens to have Anthony and Max to go to their respective corners. Once everyone is situated, Dick signals for the bell.)
Jerry Andrews: And here we go, folks. Tag team action about to kick off.
Michael “The Man” Williams: I’m guessing that the winning team will go on later in the night, entering into that Rumble for the Gold match.
Jerry Andrews: That’s what I figured.
(Lantlas and James begin to circle each other. They wind up tying-up and Lantlas quickly takes the upper hand by slipping behind James and applying a hammer lock. James begins to struggle to get out of the hold, and eventually reverses with a hammer lock of his own.)
Jerry Andrews: Basic wrestling right there.
(Before James can get too comfortable applying the hold, Lantlas quickly snapmares him to the mat, before securely locking in a rear chinlock. Keenan tries to break the hold but it is unsuccessful. Suddenly, he shoots his legs up and forward, and is able to catch Lantlas with a leg choke.)
Michael “The Man” Williams: James Keenan is actually is holding his own against the pointy eared one, thus far at least. Color me surprised.
(Lantlas releases his chinlock and with his arms, breaks the leg choke. He and Keenan both kip-up at the same time, and the fans cheer out loud, appreciating the competitiveness up to this point.)
Jerry Andrews: Listen to the fans here, Mike.
Michael “The Man” Williams: I’d rather not.
(The man and the elf begin to circle one another again and go for another lock up. This time instead of trying to chain wrestle one another, Lantlas slips a nice hard knee into James’s gut, doubling him over.)
Michael “The Man” Williams: I knew Lantlas wouldn’t play fair. He’s a cheater and always will be a cheater.
Jerry Andrews: Lantlas is everything that’s good in this business, and he is far from a cheater.
Michael “The Man” Williams: I don’t buy it, Jerry. Lantlas is a joke, and all these fans out here that cheer for him, are even bigger jokes.
(Lantlas, seeing this as a moment of opportunity, hooks in a front facelock and then viciously snaps in a suplex. Staying on the offense Lantlas picks up James and whips him into his team’s corner. Lantlas grabs a hold of Keenan in an abdominal stretch, exposing his midsection, and tags out to his partner. Max Powers steps in and delivers a stiff kick to Keenan's ribs. Lantlas releases the stretch and steps onto the ring apron, as the feed begins to fade to a commercial.)
Jerry Andrews: Will Lantlas and Max continue to control this contest? Stay with us…
***Commercial Break***
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***End of Break**
(We return from commercial break with Lantlas working over the back of James Keenan with a bearhug.)
Jerry Andrews: Welcome back to PCW Tuesday Night Trauma. Inside the ring, Lantlas and Max Powers team up to battle Anthony Douglas and James Keenan, with the winning team advancing towards the Rumble for the Gold Match later on tonight. So far, this match has been all Lantlas and Max Powers, showing teamwork, quickly tagging in and out throughout the whole commercial break.
Michael “The Man” Williams: Yeah, so far, the elf and Jobbers…
Jerry Andrews: That’s Powers.
Michael “The Man” Williams: …Whatever. The elf and Powers have not allowed James to get the tag to “The Wolverine.”
Jerry Andrews: Sounds like smart strategy.
Michael “The Man” Williams: It is, if Lantlas wasn’t a cheater.
Jerry Andrews: How is he a cheater?! He’s been abiding by the book.
Michael “The Man” Williams: Well, Devon Drake wasn’t distracting at ringside, the match might be different.
Jerry Andrews: Will you stop!
(Lantlas releases his bearhug and tags out to Max Powers. Max comes in and quickly resumes where Lantlas left off by applying an Eastern Stretch onto Keenan. Dick Stevens assumes the position and begins to ask whether James Keenan wants to give up. Keenan refuses to submit, and eventually musters enough power to bring his arms forward, which results in Max Powers flipping over. James hooks the leg and Dick makes the count. Dick counts to two before Powers kicks out.)
Jerry Andrews: One, two, no! Max managed to kick out.
(Both Max and Keenan make it up to their feet, but Keenan strikes first with a short-arm clothesline. Max gets back up to his feet again and Keenan again knocks him down with another clothesline. Anthony Douglas can be seen interested in a tag on the apron, but James pays no mind and continues to be on fire, taking down Max with a stiff dropkick.)
Michael “The Man” Williams: What’s Keenan doing?! He needs to get the fresh man in and tag Wolverine.
(James waits til Powers gets back up and then whips him into the ropes. When Powers bounces off the ropes, Lantlas reaches out blind tags him. As Powers comes flying back, the winded James Keenan knocks him down with a beautiful Exploder Suplex. James, revved up, begins to set Max for the Paradox, but as he does, he gets met with a big boot to the face by Lantlas.)
Jerry Andrews: James Keenan was going for the Paradox, but wasn’t ready for that boot to the face by Lantlas.
(James drops Max and staggers back. As Keenan tries to regain his composure and moves forward, Lantlas hoists him up and quickly delivers The Flame of the West.)
Jerry Andrews: Flame of the West! This one is over!
(Lantlas makes the pin attempt, hooking both of Keenan’s legs, but as he does, Anthony Douglas gets into the ring. As Dick Stevens begins to make the count, Anthony looks as if he’s going to break the pin attempt, but then stops short. Dick Stevens counts the three and then signals for the bell.)
Mark Long: The winners of the match…advancing onto the Rumble for the Gold Match…Max Powers and LANTLAS!
Jerry Andrews: Why didn’t Anthony make the save there?!
Michael “The Man” Williams: I’m just as stumped as you are, Jerry.
(Lantlas stands after the bell and stares Anthony Douglas in the face.)
Jerry Andrews: We all know the long history of these two men. They certainly have no love lost for one another.
(After a brief stare-down, no conflict occurs and Lantlas steps out of the ring, leaving ringside with Devon Drake. James Keenan begins to stir, and when he finally makes it up to his feet, he begins to question Anthony Douglas.)
Jerry Andrews: You can see James asking why Anthony didn’t break up the pin attempt. Why he would cost them the match.
Michael “The Man” Williams: We both know James Keenan cost them that match. Had he tagged in Douglas when he had the chance, we may not have had this outcome. I say, if James Keenan wanted to wrestle this match like a handicap match, it should have been as such.
(Douglas, without as much of a flinch, punches James Keenan dead square in his jaw, flooring the former North American Champion. He then jumps on Keenan and begins choking him. He then lets go of him and stands him up, before drilling him with the High Heat. “Angry Chair” by Alice in Chains begins to play, as the feed fades out to a commercial, with Anthony Douglas snarling down over James Keenan.)
***Commercial Break***
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***End of Break***
(As the feed switches back from commercial, it shows Mark Long standing in the ring, preparing to introduce the next match. The arena lights dim and then begin to flash like a rock concert, and the opening to, “Heavy Metal” by Sammy Hagar begins to play...)
"Head bangers in leather
Sparks fly in the dead of the night
It all comes together
When they shoot out the lights..."
Mark Long: Introducing first…weighing in at two-hundred and twenty-five pounds and standing six feet tall…from Los Angeles, California…Heavy Metal!
(Right on cue the arena lights go out completely. Seconds later, pyrotechnics explode on the stage revealing Heavy Metal, his head thrown back and his arms held skyward in two-fingered 'metal' signs.)
Jerry Andrews: I was told earlier tonight that Jacob Roth only wants to go by the name “Heavy Metal” for now on.
Michael “The Man” Williams: I don’t blame him. If my name sounded like a soup, I’d use a nickname too.
(Heavy Metals plays to the crowd as he makes his way down the aisle, vaults easily into the ring, and leaps to the top rope to strip off his leather jacket. He then backflips off the turnbuckle, gaining some serious altitude as he does, and lands just in time for the guitar solo, which he air guitars to like the whirling dervish of metal mayhem that he is.)
Jerry Andrews: Heavy Metal…this young kid…had an amazing start during his last run in the PCW before the hiatus, even earning the nickname of, “The Fastest Rising Superstar in PCW history.” And you know, he loves the fans, loves to have a good time…I see this guy going far in this business.
(As Heavy Metal is rocking out, playing to the crowd, the music switches to the opening monologue of “Fear” by Rammstein. Following that, the music switches into “Apostles of Darkness” by Dragonforce and the arena begins to grow eerily darker. Smoke fills the ramp and stage area, and all goes dark except for the light shining onto the stage. That is when we see Silence walking out onto the stage, being accompanied by his manager The Voice.)
Mark Long: And his opponent, being accompanied by The Voice…standing seven feet, two inches tall and weighing in at three hundred and thirty-five pounds…SILENCE!
Michael “The Man” Williams: If we could see Heavy Metal’s face right now, I’m sure it’s dropped.
Jerry Andrews: Talk about getting an unlucky draw.
(Silence flips his long dreadlocks behind his head, and walks to the ring, with The Voice following him in pursuit. Silence then walks up the ring steps, and while he’s doing that, The Voice can be seen walking around the ring, insulting the fans. Over the top rope, one leg at a time goes Silence, before he walks to the ropes to the left of where he entered. He holds the top rope and looks out at the crowd, before going to the opposite side. The Voice soon follows suit, and once in the ring directs Silence to the corner to await the match stipulations.)
Mark Long: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and will be…a special Air Guitar Challenge!
(With that said, the fans in attendance break out in cheer, Heavy Metal, whose face had been that of despair a few moment earlier, cracks out in a huge smile, and The Voice is livid, screaming at Mark Long.)
Michael “The Man” Williams: An Air Guitar Challenge? What kind of joke is this?
Jerry Andrews: I don’t know, but your buddy Skylar Marshall booked it.
Mark Long: The referee for this contest Roberto Garcia. The rules are as followed: each competitor will have thirty seconds perform his best air guitar. After each competitor completes his air guitar, Roberto will poll the audience, and the person with the loudest cheers will win the match and advance into the Rumble for the Gold Rumble Royale later on tonight.
Match Three: Air Guitar Challenge
Heavy Metal vs. Silence [w/The Voice]
Referee: Roberto Garcia
Heavy Metal vs. Silence [w/The Voice]
Referee: Roberto Garcia
Jerry Andrews: This match seems tailored made for Heavy Metal.
Michael “The Man” Williams: And I don’t like it.
(The Voice reaches out and snatches the microphone out of Mark’s hand and begins to speak.)
The Voice: Is this some kind of conspiracy against us? Did YOU have something to do with this, Pegasus?!
(The camera focuses to former PCW Superstar Pegasus sitting in the front row, a look of confusion on his face. He points to himself and shakes his head no, speaking out, “I didn’t have anything to do with it.” The feed cuts back to The Voice in the ring.)
Jerry Andrews: Well it looks as if we have a special guest in the audience tonight, former PCW World Champion Pegasus.
Michael “The Man” Williams: And I bet he did have something to do with this. We know he’s a man of faith, and I’m sure he has some objections to some of the things Silence and The Voice enjoy to do.
The Voice: Do you really think we’re going to compete in such foolishness? Do you really think my monster will compete in something so silly? When we rejoined the PCW, we rejoined so Silence has an outlet for his destruction. This is a joke.
(The Voice drops the microphone and begins to talk to Silence. As The Voice is doing so, the guitar solo to the song “Heavy Metal” by Sammy Hagar begins to play up again. Heavy Metal begins to break out in some mean air guitar, hair swaying to and fro, eliciting cheers from the raucous Greenville, Carolina crowd.)
Jerry Andrews: Although The Voice has objections, you can see Heavy Metal has none.
Michael “The Man” Williams: That’s because Heavy Metal has probably lost a few brain cells with all the headbanging he does.
(The Voice is not amused and sicks Silence onto Heavy Metal. Silence comes rushing in with a clothesline, but as if he has a sixth sense, Heavy Metal ducks the clothesline before he could be struck. The dodge of the attack leaves Silence off balance and Heavy Metal telegraphs a perfectly placed high-elevated dropkick to the back of Silence’s head. The fans in unison erupt in thunderous cheers as the dropkick sends Silence over the top rope. The Voice slips out the backside and rushes over to Silence, who lands on his feet. Silence seems rabid, growling in anger, but The Voice holds him back, and the feed fades out to commercial.)
***Commercial Break
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(Fading in from commercial break, the feed shows that of which is being played on the PCW-Tron. On the screen, with a golden background, flashes of a young man can be seen, as a voice comes through the speakers.)
Voice: All my life, I wanted to make my father proud…
(The feed flashes to an old-time wrestler competing, before flashing back to quick images of the young man.)
Voice: …follow in his footsteps, make it in the wrestling business…
(Quick images of the young man posing in pictures with the old-time wrestler flash, before cutting back to in-and-out shots of the young man with the golden background.)
Voice: …next week, I finally make it to the big times…
(The feed flashes shots of various PCW wrestlers in action, before going back to the young man.)
Voice: Next week, I start in PCW…
(The feed finally shows a close up of the young man. He has brown eyes and an hair color to match. He is of tan complexion, looks around six feet, and very skinny, although he has well-toned arms. He looks into the camera and speaks.)
Man: Next week I, Jacob “The Rookie” Denocide, debut. Get ready PCW, because next week, you are going to witness something completely unbelievable.
(The video on the PCW-Tron then fades out and the feed switches to Mark Long standing in the ring. He adjusts his suit and waits.)
'YOUR...SOUL'S ON FIRE!'
(The voice of Wayne Static of Static-X screams out over the Pure Class Arena PA system. At the mention of the word, “fire”, a huge explosion rocks the stage area as a rather large ring of fire erupts from the floor, just in front of the entryway.)
Mark Long: Introducing first, residing in Los Angeles…weighing in at two-hundred and fifty pounds and standing six feet, seven inches…MARCUS MURDOC!
(The arena is bathed with pulsating strobe lights. In the middle of the wavering circle of fire, Murdoc's form slowly but surely rises. As he rises, Marcus Murdoc looks out into the teeming masses and grins wide at the mixed reactions, which are mostly boos.)
Jerry Andrews: The former Prophet, Marcus Murdoc returns to a PCW ring. As The Prophet, he reined terror onto the PCW roster, most notably; his targets for “enlightenment” were LoKi, Angelica Night-Hunter, and Pegasus.
Michael “The Man” Williams: And let’s not forget how he caused Angelica’s husband Sean Hunter to wear an eyepatch by blinding him with a fireball.
(Marcus Murdoc finally in full view, he steps over the front edge of the fiery ring and stands there for a few moments, milking the attention for all it's worth. As he walks down the ramp way, pyrotechnic explosions occur on both sides of the ramp at five feet intervals; four explosions of white flame erupting before he makes it to the ring itself. Looking through the ropes for a brief moment, he walks over to the steel ring steps and enters the ring.)
Jerry Andrews: Prophet, now wanting to be called by his given name Marcus Murdoc, is a PCW veteran but never was able to wrest the World Championship. You know that he’s interested in moving forward to face-off in the main event tonight.
(Stepping to the center of the ring, he revels in the fans' hatred as he strips to his wrestling attire and waits for his unfortunate opponent. Mark Long doesn’t make him wait long, as the music abruptly switches into, “Victim” by Eighteen Visions. From out of the back steps a fresh face to the PCW scene, PCW newcomer Johnny Nailz. As Mark introduces him, Johnny throws his hands up on one side of the entranceway, and then the other, trying to get the fans pumped up.)
Mark Long: Now his opponent, from Raleigh, North Carolina…standing at six feet, one inch and weighing in at two-hundred and forty-two pounds…Johnny NAILZ!
(Nailz jogs down the ramp, giving some of the front row crowd members some high fives as he does.)
Jerry Andrews: This young kid, one of the many new faces here in the PCW, will look to upset Marcus Murdoc here tonight. From what I hear, the newcomer was highly recruited after; “The Icemann” himself feeling like this kid could become something special if he can apply himself.
Michael “The Man” Williams: If “The Icemann” has faith in him, I guess I could have a little faith in him too. However, he’s going up against Murdoc. He’s going to need a little more than faith to defeat him.
(Once at ringside, Johnny rolls into the ring and does a slow spin, looking around at the many fans on their feet cheering. He goes to the near corner and steps up to the second rope, throwing his hands up again before falling to the mat again and warming up for the match. Mark Long can be seen talking over things with Referee Tyrone Little and then begins to speak.)
Mark Long: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and has a fifteen minute time-limit and will be contested under Standard Rules.
Match Four: Singles Match
Marcus Murdoc vs. Johnny Nailz
Referee: Tyrone Little
Marcus Murdoc vs. Johnny Nailz
Referee: Tyrone Little
(After announcing the rules, Mark steps out of the ring and Tyrone Little signals for the bell, and then the bell is sounded.)
Jerry Andrews: With the bell, this match is officially started, in only our second standard contest of the night.
Michael “The Man” Williams: And I would never call a man lucky when they have to square off against Murdoc, but Johnny may have gotten lucky with this not being an Inferno Match or some other sinister-style match. This probably gives him his best odds of being competitive.
(Johnny Nailz wastes no time, and rushes towards Murdoc, delivering rights and lefts. After rocking Murdoc with the blows, Nailz whips the former Prophet into the ropes and levels him with an intense looking backdrop. Murdoc pops back up onto his feet, but Nailz then levels him again- this time with an inverted atomic drop, eliciting a huge roar of approval from the crowd.)
Jerry Andrews: Nailz, trying to show he can hang with the best in the PCW, immediately takes it to Murdoc.
Michael “The Man” Williams: But if he’s not careful, he can use all his energy up in these first few minutes, and then he’ll be easing pickings for Marcus.
(As Marcus is hopping up and down, hand on his tailbone, Nailz clotheslines him over the top rope. As Murdoc crashes onto the outside, Nailz decides to go for a high-risk attack. Johnny climbs through the ropes and steps onto the apron, but as he attempts a moonsaut , Murdoc moves out of the way and Nailz comes down hard, crashing onto the arena floor. As Murdoc reaches out and grabs Johnny, the feed fades into a commercial.)
***Commercial Break***
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(The feed fades in from break as both men are now back in the ring, and Marcus Murdoc is leading Johnny Nailz out of the corner.)
Jerry Andrews: Welcome back ladies and gentlemen. We return from break with Murdoc controlling the action.
(Murdoc walks Nailz into the middle of the ring and delivers a Heart Punch. The blow immediately knocks Nailz onto the canvas, and Murdoc quickly goes for the pin, but is only met with a one count.)
Jerry Andrews: Too soon into this match for it to be over yet.
Michael “The Man” Williams: I don’t know. I think it was a slow count, Jerry.
(Murdoc looks up at the referee and then tells him that it should have been a three. Referee Tyrone Little clarifies that it was not, and that it was only a one count. Murdoc, after wasting the few seconds talking to the referee, stands up and then tries to lift up Nailz but is unable to because Nailz reaches up and places Murdoc in a small package. Referee Tyrone Little immediately drops down to the mat, but Marcus is able to kick out at two and three-fourths.)
Michael “The Man” Williams: You see that, Jerry?! Tyrone Little clearly delivered a slow count for Marcus Murdoc, but went and did a fast count for Johnny Nailz. I call shenanigans!
Jerry Andrews: That count was as normal as any other count. I think you need to get your eyes fixed.
Michael “The Man” Williams: Well, maybe I do. But you need to go get your suit washed.
Jerry Andrews: What?
Michael “The Man” Williams: Oh nothing.
(Marcus is the first to his feet, but Nailz is up moments later. Johnny goes for a dropkick, but Murdoc steps behind the referee, and Nailz nails Tyrone Little.)
Michael “The Man” Williams: And down goes Tyrone. You see that, Jerry? This match should be over. Disqualification. Where is the referee when you need ‘em?!
(Nailz quickly gets up to his feet, but takes a second to notice that the referee is down. He almost takes too long to refocus, for Murdoch comes in with a Heretic’s Solution to the chest, but Nailz is able to dodge it and hits Murdoc with a high kick. With Murdoc down, Nailz quickly scales the turnbuckle and leaps off with Five Star Frog Splash. He stays on top of Murdoc and hooks the leg for the pin.)
Jerry Andrews: Five star frog splash! This one’s over!
Michael “The Man” Williams: But the referee is still down, Jerry. See what happens why you try to cheat young man? You screw yourself in the end.
(Nailz has Murdoc down for what seems like a ten count before he gets frustrated and breaks up the pin attempt. He walks over to where Tyrone is and tries to revive him. Tyrone begins to stir and this is enough for Nailz to turn back around to face Marcus. However, when he turns around, Marcus hits the Deus ex Machina. Johnny Nailz falls to the mat, clutching his eyes, and Murdoc goes over to further revive the referee.)
Jerry Andrews: Marcus with that fireball to the eyes of Johnny. That was uncalled for! This match should be over!
Michael “The Man” Williams: And it will be once Marcus pins him!
Jerry Andrews: How can you root for this man, Michael?! He’s a cheater.
Michael “The Man” Williams: Was he caught?
Jerry Andrews: No, but…
Michael “The Man” Williams: Then he didn’t cheat.
(Marcus, seeing the referee crawling, swiftly pins Nailz, who is still clutching at his face. Tyrone Little makes it over to the scene and makes a slow count.)
Jerry Andrews: One……two……three1 No, this isn’t right, Mike. This just isn’t right.
(After counting Johnny down for the three count, Tyrone signals for the bell and Mark Long announces the winner.)
Mark Long: And the winner of the match…advancing onto the Rumble for the Gold Rumble Royale…MARCUS MURDOC!
(As Referee Tyrone Little slowly gets up, he raises Murdoc’s hand in victory, and the feed fades into commercial.)
***Commercial Break***
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***End of Break***
(The feed returns from commercial to the Pure Class Arena with various cameras giving off views of the crowd as they anxiously await the next match of the night. The cameras abruptly cut back to the announcers, Michael “The Man” Williams and Jerry Andrews.)
Jerry Andrews: As mentioned earlier, it appears we have a special guest in the crowd tonight, so we’re going to swing over to Miguel Malone.
(The feed cuts to Miguel, standing only a few feet away from the ring and speaking to a member of the audience. Upon realizing the camera was on him, he quickly turns and faces the camera.)
Miguel Malone: With the PCW returning, there are all sorts of celebrities sprinkled throughout the arena, but the man I am about to speak with was a former superstar of PCW. He’s wrestled as a clown, a biker, and as… well, a hip-hop catastrophe. That’s right ladies and gentleman…the One Man Losing Streak himself is here…Pegasus!
(The cameraman then focuses on the member of the audience that Miguel had been speaking to moments before as the crowd gives a huge pop. Pegasus smiles as best he could, a slight flush in his cheeks due to the cheers he was getting. He obviously wasn’t expecting this, and as such gives out a small chuckle as he rubs his hand across the back of his neck.)
Miguel Malone: Pegasus, it’s good to see you. Although, I completely understand why you’re sitting with the fans tonight as compared to competing in the ring. I mean, I do think you are the only PCW wrestler to ever have over twenty wins and twice as many losses… and I’m being fairly generous with the amount of wins you have.
(Malone gives off a laugh as the fans boo him. The smile that had first adorned Pegasus’ face had long since vanished. His green eyes now stare at the floor as he crosses his arms over his chest. He shifts his weight from one foot to the other, and then back again before he looks back up at Miguel.)
Miguel Malone: Actually, that was wrong of me. I know that’s not why you’re not in the ring. It’s because you weren’t even OFFERED a chance to come back to PCW. You’re a bum, and Management knew exactly what they were doing!
(Miguel gives off another little laugh as the crowd cheers again. His laughter is cut short as Pegasus reaches out and grabs his hand that holds the microphone, and then slowly pulls it towards him so he can speak.)
Pegasus: Ya wanna know something, Miguel. I don’t sit out here because I’m afraid to get back into the ring, because to tell you the truth… I’d love to step between those ropes and go toe to toe with PCW’s finest once again.
(The crowd cheers loudly at the mere thought of Pegasus getting back into the ring again. Pegasus just nods his head, then looks back at Miguel and gives him a slight shrug of his shoulders.)
Pegasus: Having said that… you may have been right about one thing though. I never was contacted by the PCW to return to in-ring action, although I doubt it was for the reason you mentioned. I will tell you one thing, Miguel, the second I do get that phone call…you better believe I’ll be ready to take another leap of faith.
(The crowd pops again as Pegasus finishes speaking, and Miguel rips the microphone away from him. Miguel stares at Pegasus with a look of utter disgust at the fact he touched him, and Pegasus just looks right back at him and smiles.)
Jerry Andrews: Uh oh… Skylar is up on the PCW-Tron. I wonder what he has to say?
(Everyone’s eyes have turned to the giant screen now as Skylar sits back in his chair with a large, smug smile upon his face. The crowd boos him, but only for a few seconds.)
Skylar Marshall: Well well well… it seems the flying horse made his way here after all. And that is very good, because I do have some news for you and all of your… fans. You see… we never forgot about you Pegasus, far from it. If you had half a brain, and would have read the contract you signed with us way back when you first signed on for the PCW, you would have noticed that you are STILL under contract with us. So, in case you don’t understand… you still are part of the PCW’s roster as an ACTIVE competitor.
(The crowd pops at hearing that Pegasus is once again, just as he had been for years now, a PCW Superstar. Pegasus also enjoys the news, clapping his hands.)
Skylar Marshall: With that being said, you will also be participating in a match tonight and possible even move on to the main event. Hmmm…how about you face Non Compos Mentis tonight for that chance. And since you’re already out there… in the crowd and what not, how about we make it a… Falls Count Anywhere Match!
Match Five: Falls Count Anywhere Match
Pegasus vs. Non Compos Mentis
Referee: Eddie Lane
Pegasus vs. Non Compos Mentis
Referee: Eddie Lane
(The crowd once again starts cheering, although Pegasus isn’t as enthusiastic as he was the first just a few moments ago. He wasn’t planning on stepping into the ring RIGHT now. Shrugging his shoulders as Skylar disappears from the PCW-Tron, he slowly starts to make his way over the barricade. He doesn’t quite make it though, as another member of the crowd steps out and delivers a brutal clothesline to the back of Pegasus’ head, who in turn collapses to the ground near the ring rolling in pain.)
Jerry Andrews: I don’t believe it, someone from the audience just took Pegasus out even before he made it to the ring! They just softened him up for NCM!
Michael “The Man” Williams: You idiot, that is NCM!
(NCM hops the barricade and stares at Pegasus as he starts to make his way to his feet. NCM doesn’t give him the chance though, and quickly drops him again, this time with a vicious Mind Bomb on the floor at ringside. Pegasus is out, and NCM rolls him for a pin as Eddie Lane runs from the back to make the pin. There isn’t even an attempt at a kick out as Lane slams his hand down for the third time. NCM begins to celebrate as Eddie Lane momentarily checks on Pegasus, but then remembers that it is Pegasus, and walks away, as the feed fades out to a commercial break.)
***Commercial Break***
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***End of Break***
(The feed comes back from the commercial break with Mark Long standing in the ring, and PCW newcomer, “Dynamite” Stuart Robbins making his way down the aisle.)
Mark Long: Introducing first, from London, England…weighing in at two-hundred and forty-three pounds and standing six feet, two inches tall…“DYNAMITE” Stuart Robbins!
(Stuart continues his confident stroll down the aisle, looking as if he doesn’t have a care in the World as “Street Fighting Man” by The Rolling Stones plays on.)
Jerry Andrews: This young man is one the cockiest young athletes we have in the PCW today.
Michael “The Man” Williams: Maybe he has a right to be cocky. He’s young, good looking, and if he made it to the PCW, capable with his abilities.
Jerry Andrews: Just to give an update, the people who have advanced into the Rumble for the Gold Match later this evening are Lantlas, Non Compos Mentis, Max Powers, and Marcus Murdoc. I should note, Crazy Boy was awarded a match earlier with Ace Anderson, but it is unlikely he’ll make it to the main event due to the beating he took at the hands of Ace Anderson. The order of entry won’t be found out until the match is going on, but the winner of this upcoming match will get the unlucky draw of having to be the first entrant in the contest. I sure don’t envy Stuart or his opponent, or possible opponents, right now, Mike.
(Robbins springs onto the edge of the apron before stepping over the second rope and into the ring. Once in the ring, he begins to shadow box. He soon after removes his leather jacket and drops it at ringside. He gestures to the crowd a little before awaiting his opponent. The wait isn’t longer, however, as the familiar, ominous tune of, “Reset” by Mutemath begins to play.)
Jerry Andrews: Oh boy…! We knew beforehand that Grimm was returning to the PCW, and it was rumored he’d be here tonight. I hope Stuart Robbins has done his homework, for “The Abomination of Desolation” is no easy pushover. He may have drawn the most unluckiest of opponents.
(Strobe lights begin to flicker in the entryway as “Reset” continues to spill from the speakers. Phinehas Grimm steps out to bask in the light and shadows, head bowed, arms limp, with rogue strands of dripping hair hanging in his face. He takes it all in for a few moments before making the long walk to the ring, ignoring the fans along the way while Mutemath continues its serenade.)
Mark Long: Now introducing his opponent, from Greysbranch, Kentucky…standing six feet, three inches tall and weighing in at two-hundred and seventeen pounds…“The Abomination of Desolation” GRIMM!
(Grimm steps up onto the apron and slides in between the ropes. Hopping up onto a turnbuckle, he casts his gaze out over the crowd with his arms at his side, eyes shifting to take in the sea of faces spread out before him. Phinehas drops down and waits for the match to begin.)
Mark Long: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and has a twenty-five minute time-limit…and will be fought under Last Man Standing Rules![/color]