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PCW Trauma: 104
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Live on E! from the Pure Class Arena in Greenville, South Carolina
Introduction
Details: ("Survival of the Sickest" beats down on the PCW Faithful from the loud speakers and the opening salvo of pyrotechnics signal the start of another Trauma. Jerry Andrews and the incomparable Al Laiman sit at their broadcasting station looking professional as ever as the music, fireworks, and overall excitement whip the fans into a tizzy.)
Jerry Andrews: Welcome to Tuesday night Trauma! I'm Jerry Andrews, and with me as always...Al Laiman.
Al Laiman: You'd better believe sparks are gonna fly here tonight, Jerry! With the Icey's just around the corner, and Hostile Takeover just under a month away, you'd better believe there are gonna be a lot of bad intetions on display here tonight.
Jerry Andrews: And let's just thicken the plot here, shall we? I've received word that a former International champion is ready to make his return. He's one of the biggest stars in PCW history, and he's in the building here tonight!
Al Laiman: I can't wait. Let's get ready for our opening match!
MATCH ONE
Grudge Match
Usali Basilisk vs. Areas
Referee: Eric Russo
Match Details: "Holding Out For A Hero" by Frou Frou plays throughout the arena and the lights go out. A single spotlight shines at the ramp way and out steps “The Grand High Exalted One” Usali Basilisk holding “The Book of the Ascension”. He slowly stalks his way down towards the ring as Jacob in the “Kool-Aid Man” suit stumbles after. Once at the ring apron, Usali jumps up on the mat then flips over the top rope. He steps right to the middle of the ring as two more spotlights begin to shine on him. He slowly raises his book to the sky and the lights re-illuminate.
"Ain't no sunshine" by DMX plays as purple smoke begins to go off on the entrance stage. The fans begin to boo as Areas walks to the ring and he makes it to the entrance stage before stopping. Areas puts his hands on his hips and looks over at the crowd with a scornful expression, then begins to make his way down to the ring. Once he gets to the bottom of the ramp, however, he stops and stares at Usali.
Usali calls for Areas to get into the ring but the Shaman of Vertias wants nothing to do with the Ascension’s Dreeup. As his music fades, the referee tries to get Areas into the ring but he’s still defiant and remains outside. In order to talk to him more clearly, Eric Russo leans through the ropes and tries to persuade the self-proclaimed Purest Classiest Wrestler to get in the ring with his Nemesis. Usali loses his patience, hits the ropes and vaults straight over the top of Eric Russo before hitting a Corkscrew Plancha straight into Areas to fans delight. Russo calls for the bell and the start of the match as Usali throws a stunned Areas into the ring.
Usali controls the early going with a flurry of forearms and a quick series of armdrags. Losing his cool, Areas rushes straight at Usali with a Bionic clothesline but Usali is still too quick for him and ducks, following up with a huge dropkick that knocks Areas back to the outside. Feeling the adrenaline, Basilisk goes for another high risk move and goes for a Suicide Dive but Areas moves, sending the Silver Skulled competitor flying head first into the barricade. The referee starts to count but slowly, using a touch of leniency in this hard fought grudge match. Areas realises the count out won’t happen and drills into Usali with a series of boots before pulling him up and driving his back into the apron. At a long seven count Areas finally returns himself and Basilisk to the ring.
Areas capitalises with yet more stomps and a torturous Bow and Arrow lock but Usali won’t give up so easily. Releasing the hold, Areas drops an elbow across the back instead and pulls Basilisk to his feet. Looking for a Full Nelson Suplex, Areas tries to lift the stunned leader of Ascension off the mat but he resists. Instead Usali reverse with a snapmare type move and nails a High Leg Clothesline for a two count.
Usali and Areas get to their feet but The Grand High Exalted One keeps his momentum and hits a duo of flying forearms before a spectacular Hurricanrana that throws Areas into the corner. Acting extra quickly, Basilisk rushes at his enemy and grabs his head, clearly attempting the Tornado DDT. He runs up the corner and twists but Areas keeps a vertical base and reverses, launching Usali into the corner, upside down, with a horrific Northern Lights Suplex. Areas pins but Usali just gets his shoulder up in time.
Areas grabs Basilisk’s leg and drags him into the middle of the ring. Out of frustration he goes to the ropes and springs off the middle, going for a Lionsault but Usali gets his knees up straight into Areas’ midsection. Areas tries to recover and rolls to the corner but Basilisk runs at him, grabs his head and nails a sick Tornado DDT for a hair’s width away from a three.
Basilisk signals for the end and pulls Areas to his feet before setting up a powerbomb. The former North American Champion lifts Areas up and transitions into the Crucifix Bomb position. For a moment Areas hangs there but then kick and wriggles free, falling behind Usali and nailing a fierce Superkick to the back of his head. Areas rolls Usali onto his back and pins but only gets a two count for his efforts.
Areas drags Usali to his feet and hits him with a shuddering elbow to the head, only for Usali to reply with a headbutt of his own. The two begin to exchange head-shattering shots, Areas using his bionic arm for power but Basilisk having his silver mask. Blow after blow comes in but neither man backs off. The hits get harder and faster until Areas spins around and throws his metal arm at Usali’s head. Usali ducks the Spinning Backfist and goes for the High Leg Clothesline again but this time Areas ducks. With Basilisk off balance, Areas lifts him up and hits the Fisherman’s Buster before signalling the end.
He goes to the corner and begins to climb before reaching the top. Finally he throws himself off backwards with a phenomenal Phoenix Splash… but Usali moves! Areas crashes into the mat face first and struggles to his feet only to be met by Usali who jumps up and locks in a totally new manoeuvre from his arsenal, a Guillotine Choke submission. Areas fades quickly and tries to reach the ropes but it’s no good, soon he can barely move and as he becomes weaker something odd happens with Usali…. His eyes begin to glow, bright red. Within moments of the Guillotine Choke being locked in Areas isn’t moving and Usali’s eyes are beaming with an otherworldly crimson glow. Eric Russo checks Areas’ arm and drops it flat to the mat three times, forcing him to call for the bell.
Winner(s): Usali Basilisk via submission
Crazy Helpful
Details: Al Laiman: Usali has broadened his arsenal! That was a fantastic martial arts choke, and Areas is out cold!
Jerry Andrews: A martial arts choke? The technique was clearly handed down by the gods! And I wouldn't be surprised if Usali crushed that man's windpipe! Here come the EMTs!
(Sure enough, a flood of medical personnel charge out from the back to aid the motionless Areas...his mechanical arm seems to have more life. Usali backs away, the glow from his eyes vanished, as the medics tend to his former stablemate.)
Jerry Andrews: This doesn't look good, Al...
(Suddenly and without warning one of the EMTs leaps from the clump of medics and assaults Usali. Lefts and rights send Basilisk into the corner as the rest of the EMTs usher the still-motionless Areas out of the ring. The fans are stunned.)
Al Laiman: What in the hell?
(After beating Usali down to the mat, the medic whips his hat off revealing himself to be...)
Jerry Andrews: Tyrone Smith?!
(Tyrone Smith, indeed! Crazy Boy peels Usali Basilisk off the mat and greedily plants him with the Crazy Slam in the center of the ring amidst little fanfare. Pleased with his work, Crazy Boy leaves Basilisk prone in the ring with a twisted grin on his face as Trauma goes to commercial.)
MATCH TWO
Singles Match
Justin Kaard (Tag Team ©) vs. Loco
Referee: Roberto Garcia
Match Details: Justin Kaard is the first man out for this contest, accompanied by Crystal Method's "Name of the Game". He the recipient of a big ovation from the crowd as he skips down the ramp slapping hands along the way. Diving into the ring, the youngster awaits his opponent. Rammstein's "Engel" welcomes Loco to the stage and the boos come immediately. Loco embraces the fans' hatred with a grin as he heads to the ring. Sliding into the ring, Loco blows past the referee and blindsides Kaard!
More boos from the PCW Faithful as Loco presses the advantage against his stunned young opponent. Kaard's first attempt at a comeback is shot down by a thrust to the throat...cleverly out of view of the referee. The second attempt is halted by an eye gouge...again with Roberto Garcia out of position. And Kaard's third attempt draws him right into a mule kick low blow...which Garcia kind of sees. The referee quickly confronts the Loczter and questions him about the questionable blow. Of course, Loco denies all accusations. The fans are livid. Loco closes in on his prey to dish out a little more punishment...and that's when the Adrenaline King springs into action!
An uppercut snaps Loco's head back and Kaard brings the thunder. Bouncing off the ring ropes and corners like a pinball on meth, Kaard has Loco's head spinning with some high risk spots! Just like that, the crowd is back into this one. A facebuster has Loco dazed which allows Kaard the fantastic opportunity to nail him with a leaping Frankensteiner! Unfortunately, the ref is a bit too close and he's knocked to the mat in the process! Undeterred, Kaard is ready to put the final touches on one half of TUHA. Heading to the top turnbuckle, the Adrenaline King looks to take to the skies with the Seattle Space Walk...
...until Loco's partner in crime, Jason Willard, flies into view to shove Kaard off the top rope! Kaard lands awkwardly, crotching himself on the top rope and falling into the ring. Not done yet, Willard hops into the ring and drills Kaard in the side of the head with a punt kick before exiting the ring! The fans are irate as Loco opportunistically makes the cover just in time for Garcia to come to and make the three-count!
Winner(s): Loco via pinfall
TiiiiIIIIIiiiiiIIIIme is on their side. Yes it is!
Details: (Nacho Grande is out from the back in a heartbeat to aid is fallen tag team partner!)
Jerry Andrews: Willard and Loco walk around here like they own the place! The Anarchist had no business coming out here and sticking his nose into this match, but he went ahead and cost Kaard the match!
PCW Faithful: NACHOOOOOOOOOO!!!
(Nacho dives into the ring with the courage of a lion and he up and swinging like a late night tornado! Thinking better of the situation, TUHA bail out of the ring. Nacho is ready to whip some ass, but there are no longer any asses to whip.)
Jerry Andrews: These guys are complete cowards.
Al Laiman: Would you expect any less?
(Willard shakes his head while pointing to his brain. Loco points to an imaginary watch on his wrist.)
Loco: We do this on our time.
(Frustrated, Nacho tends to his fellow Tag Team Champion while Trauma heads to commercial break.)
Him and His Boy
Details: (PCW returns with a shot of the backstage area. Marching down a hallway is the fat, old German in the khaki outfit.)
Al Laiman: What's with this guy? What's his purpose here? Does he even have a purpose?
(Humming an old military cadence to himself, the German stops and turns sharply in front of a closed door. Wrapping his little sausage fingers around the knob, he twists and pushes. And his eyes light up with excitement.)
Viktor Krauser: Ahhhhh...there's my boy! Vhat fun ve vill have! Vait 'til they get a load of us!
(Folding his arms in front of his chest, the plump little German begins to cackle.)
Sean Compos Mentis
Details: (Moving backstage, the cameras focus quickly on the back of resident PCW interviewer Shane Dodge who seems frantic to chase something with his microphone. He quickly makes his way through the corridors and turns back to the camera to update everyone on his mission.)
Shane Dodge: We have just received word that Non Compos Mentis has arrived at the PCW Arena and may be on his way to see Captain Alejandro Walker regarding what he said last week about the War Games. Hopefully we can catch him for a brief interview before then.
(Moving around a couple more corners, Shane finds the ragged outline of NCM and closes in on him again. The former three-time North American Champion doesn’t flinch as he hears the camera crew approach, he merely continues walking and waits for them to catch him.)
Shane Dodge: NCM… can we have a moment of your time?”
(There is no reaction from Mentis who continues to walk without interruption. Dodge looks for any indication that he was even listening but sees nothing and tries again.)
Shane Dodge: Mentis?
(The big man stops suddenly, almost causing Dodge and the camera crew to walk into his back. He turns slowly and sends a darting stare straight at the enthusiastic interviewer who backs off slowly. Ominously, NCM lifts his hand in a fist and Shane Dodge fears for his safety, at least until Mentis extends a finger into a point, not a punch.)
Non Compos Mentis: That’s not my name.
(Mentis is just about to walk off when Dodge shakes off his shock and replies.)
Shane Dodge: Sean….?
(Mentis, or Sean Rhodes, stops in his tracks and turns again. There’s an uncomfortable moment where Dodge doesn’t know whether to run or ask questions but eventually the wrestler nods reluctantly.)
Non Compos Mentis: Make it quick, I have a match to get ready for.
(Straightening himself and his suit, Dodge lifts his microphone willingly and asks away.)
Shane Dodge: Are you on your way to get an answer from Captain Walker about his choice for Hostile Takeover?
Non Compos Mentis: I said it last time, Dodge; the choice is his to make. People might be expecting Non Compos Mentis to walk into his office and beat an answer out of the old man right now, but I’m not that man and I have faith that Walker will make his choice in due time.
(Slightly taken aback by the patience of this Sean Rhodes personality, Dodge nods eagerly and moves on to his next question.)
Shane Dodge: Tonight you face Justin Michaels, Billy Sadistic and Lantlas in our huge main event. Any thoughts?
Non Compos Mentis: Formidable opposition, but I’ll place my trust in LoKi and Grimm to get the win. Only that far though. Until Hostile Takeover, whatever the Captain’s choice is, we’re all fighting for ourselves.
(With that Mentis walks off down the corridor and the cameras return to the ring.)
MATCH THREE
Handicap Match
High Tide (N.A. ©) & Tyrone “Crazy Boy” Smith vs. Andy D
Referee: Marcos Cruz
Match Details: Hypest Hype starts blasting out of the PA system and it isn’t long before Andy appears on stage. He stands there, head bouncing and leg tapping along to the beat until the song completely kicks in, when he jumps in the air and some pyro goes off behind him. Andy heads towards the ring, hand slapping several members of the crowd on the way. He slides under the bottom rope of the ring when entering, before running up to a random turnbuckle, hopping up to the second turnbuckle and motioning for the crowd to cheer loudly. Andy jumps down and removes his bucket hat, placing it on the metal part of the turnbuckle in his corner before standing ready for the match.
The lights flicker and fade out as the pulsating beats of Dope Star Inc's "10000 Watts of Artificial Pleasure" pops on the PA system. Smoke fills the arena as a figure stands in the middle of it. All the sudden, Crazy Boy comes out of the smoke and pumps a fist in the air. He walks down the entryway and stops at the bottom staring at his nemesis Andy D. He waits there as his music finishes and ‘You Are A Pirate!” by Alestorm kicks in, announcing the entrance of North American Champion High Tide and his lovely manager Chelsea. PCW’s Resident Rum-Drinker rides his imaginary pirate ship down the aisle until he meets up with Crazy Boy at the bottom. They exchange words until both men split up and begin to flank Mr. D.
Andy keeps his eyes on both men but soon that’s not possible and Tide jumps onto the apron. Rushing into action, Andy tries to knock Tide off the apron but the Rated ARRRRR! Superstar jumps off just in time. This gives Crazy boy the chance to get into the ring and he scouts Andy until he turns, then hits a Jumping Heel Kick to the face. The bell rings just in time for Smith to pin but he gets a generous one count before Andy kicks out.
As High Tide gets onto the apron, Crazy Boy pulls Andy to his feet and hits him with a selection of forearms that force him back to the ropes. Smith whips him across the ring and meets him on the rebound with a boot to the gut before hitting the ropes himself. With Andy still bent over, Crazy Boy hits a swinging neckbreaker. Immediately Smith goes for Andy’s legs in order to lock in the Elevated Boston Crab but Andy still has his wits about him and reverses. As both men get to their feet Smith is the first to react but Andy blocks his punch and hits his own. Following up with a combo, Andy pushes Crazy Boy onto the ropes and executes an Irish Whip before following him across the ring and hitting a Running STO. With Smith down Andy places himself and nails a perfect standing moonsault. He keeps the pin but at two he receives a boot to the head from Tide.
This interference gives Smith the opening again and he takes it, hitting a one-arm DDT before making his way to the corner and tagging out to his salty seadog partner. Tide gets in the ring and moves behind Andy just as Crazy Boy hits a vicious (and technically illegal) dropkick, knocking Andy straight into a Pirate Code school boy. Andy just kicks out at two and a half and rolls back to his feet. Still stunned, Andy is easy prey for a snap suplex. Tide rolls through with the move and hits another before rolling through again. This time he leaves Andy standing and hits the ropes instead, slamming into Andy with a brutal Spear.
Instead of pinning, Tide goes to the top rope and signals for the Half Mask missile dropkick. Andy sees it coming though and jumps up with a lightning fast Enziguri kick, dropping Tide onto his cannonballs on the top turnbuckle. As Andy stands up again, Crazy Boy runs along the apron and goes for a clothesline but Andy ducks and hits another Enziguri, this time knocking Smith to the floor. Climbing up from the inside, Andy meets Tide on the turnbuckles and launches him across the ring with a fantastically executed Super Hurricanrana. Andy struggles over and pins, only for Crazy Boy to arrive just in time to break it up. The referee ushers Crazy Boy back to his corner but not after he lays in a couple of stomps for good measure. Tide and Andy get to their feet at the same time and begin to exchange blows until Tide lashes out with a clothesline that’s ducked by Andy. Landing a boot to the gut, Mr. D hits the ropes but the devious Miss Chelsea grabs his foot, causing a rapturous chorus of boos from the fans. Andy turns to see her but the distraction allows Tide to jump and lock in a Crucifix, rolling backward into an attempted pin. Andy rolls through and back to his feet and, while the Rated Arrrrr Superstar is still getting up, plants him straight on the top of his head with a brutal DDT. Again Andy pins but the numbers game is too much and Crazy Boy breaks it up at two.
This time CB stays in the ring and drags Andy to his feet where he lands a series of elbows until Tide joins him. Both men whip Andy into the ropes and on the rebound throw him into the air with a Back Body Drop but amazingly Andy flips through the move and lands on his feet behind the two men. Tide is the first to turn and receives an instinct driven Solebutt to the midsection, dropping him to his knees. Andy then hits the ropes and uses Tide’s back as a springboard as he jumps up, grabs Crazy Boy’s head, twists around and nails a sick Tornado DDT.
Smith rolls to the outside and Andy begins to scout High Tide. On the outside, Crazy Boy has finally had enough of Andy’s resistance and he grabs the timekeeper’s chair. He’s about to make a move to the ring when suddenly a figure flies down the ramp in a black and silver blur. It’s Usali Basilisk and he’s making a beeline straight for Crazy Boy. Usali intercepts Smith and begins to wrestle him for possession of the chair just as Andy nails the face shattering Dragon’s Bite shining wizard. Basilisk grabs the chair from Smith but he makes a quick dash for the ring as Andy makes the pin.
One…
Two…
SMASH!
The referee calls for the bell and Andy begins to celebrate but the referee seems more concerned with Usali on the outside and the figure of Crazy Boy on the ground holding his back. The referee has disqualified Andy as Basilisk hit Smith to prevent him interfering.
Winners(s): High Tide & Tyrone Smith via disqualification
Hell breaks loose. All of it.
Details: (With the match ended due to outside interference, it's time for a good old fashioned bedlam brawl!)
Jerry Andrews: Usali got a small measure of payback against Crazy Boy, even if he did cost Andy D the match.
Al Laiman: I think wins and losses are the least of Andy's concerns. Usali has evened the odds and they're kicking the crap out of each other.
(Crazy Boy and Usali are really wailing away on each other while Andy D and High Tide have paired off to exchange punches! It doesn't take long for the security officers to storm the ring and break up the mess. Order is restored as PCW goes to commercial.)
The Return of a Legend
Details: (Trauma returns and the ring is now empty. The fans are waiting quietly for the next match to begin. Without warning, Metallica's "Metal Militia" rips over the speakers and the fans absolutely lose it! Flames and a mane of flowing hair fill the PCW-tron!)
Jerry Andrews: It's the Whirling Dervish of Metal Mayhem! Heavy Metal! Jacob Roth is back!!!
(It's one of the loudest pops the Pure Class Arena has ever witnessed. The lights go black as Roth's video package continues to play on the big screen. A dim light shines from behind the entrance and the silhouette of the long-haired rocker, legs spread in a power stance, appears in front of the PCW-tron.)
Al Laiman: He's back!
(The fans are still roaring as the whirling dervish breaks into an unprecidented air guitar solo. The fans rock along as Metallica continues to blare throughout the arena. The lighting slowly resumes and the air guitaring slows to a halt...)
Jerry Andrews: ...
(The music fades out and the fans' cheering abruptly morphs into a collective groan. Followed by thunderous boos...for the man on the stage is not Heavy Metal. It's Billy Sadistic.)
Jerry Andrews: That son of a bitch.
(The Phenom breaks into hysterical laughter as he points at the crowd, more than happy to rub in his little swerve. He marches down to the ring, careful to dodge a few flying cups along the way.)
The Real Return of a Legend
Details: (Upon entering the ring, Sadistic demands a microphone.)
Sadistic: Man, oh, man. You guys are really...REALLY stupid.
(The booing continues.)
Sadistic: What can I say? I couldn't resist. But the Phenom always delivers, and I won't leave your hearts cold and empty. A PCW legend is standing behind that curtain, and I'd like to bring him out here right now.
(The fans brace themselves for another dastardly trick as "Jesus Walks" by Kanye West hits the speakers. Although there is incredible excitement and anticipation throughout the crowd, they hold their applause until they see the real deal. Moments later, "Mr. Showtime" Mikey Wryght steps through the curtains and the place erupts!)
Jerry Andrews: Ladies and gentlemen, Mikey Wryght is in the building! Mr. Showtime is here!
(Clad in an exquisite pin-striped suit and a pair of aviators, Mikey Wryght flashes his Hollywood smile as he makes his way down the aisle. Fans clamor just to touch the star as he gives high fives along the way before climbing into the ring. Once inside, Showtime stands straight and smoothes his suit. Mikey extends a handshake to Sadistic, but the Phenom opts to give him a giant hug instead. The fans aren't sure what to make of this.)
Sadistic: Surprised? I'm sure most of you buffoons are unaware, but Mikey and I go way...WAY back. In fact, when your name is Billy Sadistic, you don't exactly make a lot of friends in this business. And as far as friends go, Mikey is the best of them.
Jerry Andrews: Where's he going with this? Did he bring Mikey back to help him combat his brother?
Sadistic: Right now, I'd like to share something. For those of you that don't understand, maybe this will clear things up. Roll the footage.
(The PCW-tron comes to life with some footage from the now defunct Southeast Wrestling Federation. On the screen is a younger Billy Sadistic, minus the bushy sideburns, in the ring. Also shown in the footage is a younger Phinehas Grimm, minus the manly beard, standing opposite his older brother. In a flash, Grimm attacks his brother with a little help from a handful of unfamiliar wrestlers. What transpires is a severe beating that ends with Grimm powerbombing Sadistic off the turnbuckle onto the extended back of a steel chair! The impact is hard to watch as Sadistic lands in a heap and the medical staff rush the ring. The footage ends with Sadistic twisted into an awkward pile of humanity.)
Sadistic: Doctors didn't know if I'd ever walk again. They said it was possible that I'd be confined to a wheelchair for the rest of my life. I didn't walk for over a year! And you have the nerve to ask me "why"? Did any of the other boys have the decency to come and visit me while I was in the hospital? How about my dear sister, Ruth? Or my loving brother...Grimm? No. Not a one of them. Nobody came to see if I was still alive and breathing...except this man.
(Sadistic motions to his good friend, Mr. Showtime. The booing and the cheering have subsided. The fans aren't quite sure what to make of the situation.)
Sadistic: Mikey Wryght. The only person that gave two shits about me! The man that wouldn't let me give up. The man that forced me to go to rehab each and every day and get back on my feet. And for that, Mike, I'd like to do something that I've meant to do for years now...I'd like to thank you.
(The fans wait, ready for Sadistic to strike without warning. Instead, he offers his hand to Showtime: A man's gesture. Mikey gladly accepts.)
Sadistic: And now, I'd like to get Phinehas Grimm's attention. You see, Phin, you started something all those years ago, but you didn't get the job done. At Hostile Takeover, I'm going to finish it. But I'm going to need a bit of help. Us Dillinger boys, we were made to promise that we'd never lay hands on each other ever again. Unfortunately, mother ain't around no more, and I'm not what you'd call a man of my word. Phinehas, on the other hand...well, he's an honorable little cuss. Mikey, that's where you come in.
(Showtime looks confused...until Sadistic blasts him in the jaw with a right hand! Wryght goes down and the booing returns. Shaking his head with something resembling remorse, Sadistic leaves the ring...but quickly returns with a steel chair.)
Jerry Andrews: Don't tell me he's going to break Showtime's neck...
(Sadistic attempts to apply the chair to Showtime, but the legend fights back! Some big Hollywood right hands have Sadistic rocking! Mikey Wryght will be damned if he's going to have his return spoiled by his good buddy...until the Phenom connects with a low blow that drops Wryght to his knees. Sadistic brings the chair down one...two...three times across the back of Showtime before he finally goes down. Fitting the chair around Mikey's neck, Sadistic snatches up the mic.)
Sadistic: Phinehas! I know you can hear me. And you know that I'll do it. You and me, we're gonna finish this once and for all. I just pray, for Mikey's sake, you choose to do so sooner rather than later.
(The Phenom focuses on the ring entrance for any sign of his brother. He waits...and waits...and waits. Nothing.)
Sadistic: Sorry, Mikey. I really am, but your blood is on his hands. Bleed me a cure, Mikey. Bleed me a cure.
(Shrugging his shoulders, Sadistic drops the mic with a thud and heads to the top rope. The fans are praying for a miracle when Grimm bursts through the curtain and sprints down to the ring just in time to save Showtime's skin. Amused, Sadistic hops back into the ring and stands toe to toe with his brother. Casually clasping his hands behind his back, Sadistic smiles big right in Grimm's face. Grimm's face is void of any emotion as the Phenom laughs in his brother's face. Fade to commercial.)
MATCH FOUR
Singles Match
Jason Willard vs. Nacho Grande (Tag Team ©)
Referee: Eddie Lane
Match Details: After the commercial break, Nacho and Willard are standing in the ring, and of course, their partners-in-crime, never far away, are present. However, maybe through some stroke of brilliance, or maybe he had noticed the chaos that ensued when multiple people were at ringside in recent PCW matches, Eddie Lane quickly ejects both Kaard and Loco, who are visibly angry at this, but as they back up the ramp, a fair distance apart from each other, the crowd roars it's approval!
Jerry Andrews: Look's like we're going to have a match as it was scheduled here tonight folks!
Al Laiman: Considering the identity of the other two, I wouldn't put it past them for this match to devolve into a brawl.
With both Nacho and Willard's partner's gone, Eddie Lane signals for the match to begin. Willard stares at Nacho as if he is trying to figure out if he is supposed to take him seriously in the ring, and as the Taco Bell Tough Guy runs at him with a clothesline, he steps out of the way. However Nacho rebounds nicely off the ropes, and as Jason Willard turns around, he is knocked down by devastating clothesline courtesy of Nacho Grande, who goes quickly for a pin and gets a two count early on.
Jerry Andrews: I don't think Willard is taking him seriously out there!
Al Laiman: Really? I thought he was giving it his all.
The crowd is cheering loudly as Nacho pulls Willard up off the mat, but those cheers turn to boos as Willard quickly put a thumb in the crowd favourite's eye, which Eddie Lane doesn't see. Willard seems to scoff at Nacho, who quickly recovers, and faster than Willard realizes, Nacho throws him to the mat with an arm drag, followed immediately by an elbow drop. The crowd cheers as their favourite is back on the offensive.
Nacho quickly goes into a pin, only getting a one and a half count this time. He quickly gets up and goes to the top rope, the fans cheering extremely loudly as he climbs to the top rope. He goes off for the 2AM Drive Thru, but Willard gets his knees up, and Nacho lands hard, rolling off and on to his back on the mat.
Jerry Andrews: Nacho landed hard on those knees! I think Willard is finally starting to take notice of Nacho's wrestling ability.
Al Laiman: It's a good thing too or else this match would have been over quicker than a trip to the drive thru at Taco Bell!
Willard gets up, with Nacho starting to get to his feet. Willard slams his foot into Nacho's face and it sends him back down to the ground. He is then brought to his feet by Willard who proceeds to irish whip him into the ropes, and clothesline him back down to the mat. Willard rebounds off the ropes and as Nacho gets up, he is slammed back to the mat again, and Willard rebounds off the far ropes.
On his third clothesline attempt, Nacho has the reactions needed to duck, and turns to face Willard who is rebounding, and plants two feet in his face with a wicked drop kick! The crowd cheers loudly, but Willard is quick to his feet, clearly no longer underestimating his opponent. The two lock up, struggling for position, when Willard gives Nacho another thumb to the eye. Eddie Lane yells at Willard, warning him, but the damage is already done as Willard steps behind Nacho and goes for a German suplex.
However as Willard is lifting him, Nacho turns his body to face his opponent, and wraps his legs around Willard's back. The two each have a hold of each other, neither willing to let go, but Nacho headbutts Willard and the combination of this and the fact that he is holding Nacho up in the air, causes him to lose his balance and fall back, with Nacho right on top of him, and so Nacho quickly hooks a leg for a pin. One...Two...Three!
NO! As Nacho starts to celebrate Eddie Lane tells him that it was not a full three count and Nacho argues with him, insisting that it was a three count. Willard takes the full opportunity caused by this distraction and rolls Nacho into a pin from behind, grabbing on to the ropes with one hand for additional, illegal leverage. The crowd boos extremely loudly as Eddie Lane goes down to the mat to count the pin, not seeing Willard's hand on the rope.
Jerry Andrews: Nacho was a split second away from a victory and now Willard is blatantly cheating and this might cost Nacho the match!
Al Laiman: Did you expect Willard to play by the rules?
Nacho kicks out at two and three quarters, and Willard is frustrated. He forces Nacho to his feet and quickly assaults him with a barrage of punches to the body. Willard disguises a thrust to the throat as a punch, avoiding Eddie Lane's detection and stunning Nacho for a few seconds. He takes the opportunity to bounce off the ropes and land a devastating spear on Nacho! Instead of going the pin, he picks Nacho off the ground, and sends him face first to the ground with an evenflow DDT! He quickly goes for the cover. One...two... no! Nacho kicks out at two and a half and Willard slams his hands down on the mat in frustration. Then wasting no more time, he climbs the ropes, perching himself on the top turnbuckle.
Jerry Andrews: Willard has climbed the ropes! This is going to end badly for one of these superstars!
Al Laiman: Well the Rolling Stones said it best, you can't always get what you want!
Willard launches himself off the turnbuckle with a frogsplash to a chorus of boos from the PCW faithful. It looks as though he is going to land it and put the match away, but at the very last second Nacho rolls out of the way and Willard hits nothing but mat!
Jerry Andrews: Nacho barely moves out of the way! Oh my, did Willard ever crash and burn!
Al Laiman: Nacho just won't be put down easy! He isn't giving up without a fight!
The crowd is on their feet now and Nacho seems to be feeding off their energy and pulls Willard to his feet and lands and arm drag. Then another! And another! When Willard stands up again, Nacho hoists him up on to his shoulders and starts an airplane spin, probably causing a few fans to regurgitate their concession food. Nacho finishes off the Eat Late Even Great with a finger poke of doom! The crowd is ecstatic now, cheering for their favourite Fast Food Fighter as he climbs the ropes and wastes no time flying off and planting his elbow into Willard, connecting with the 2AM Drive Thru! He quickly hooks a leg for the pin. One...ding ding ding! Eddie Lane stops counting and the fans boo loudly as Nacho frustratedly asks him why.
Jerry Andrews: I do believe the match has hit the time limit! Just when it seemed like Nacho was going to put this one away!
Al Laiman: We don't know whether Willard would have kicked out or not though, and I guess we never will.
Winner(s): Time Limit Draw
Raising Havoc
Details: (Although the time limit has expired, Nacho and Willard continue their battle in the middle of the ring. The scales are tipped, however, as Loco enters himself into the fight. Kaard isn't far behind and the odds find themselves evened once again! The crowd is clearly behind the Tag Team Champions as the brawl continues.)
Jerry Andrews: This is truly becoming a night of brawls!
(Once again, the scales are tipped as Justin "Stormm" Michaels emerges from the back to aid his pals. The fans hate TUHA and Michaels as the boo mightily. Until the World Champion emerges from the back and goes straight for Michaels! LoKi and Michaels fight tooth and nail as Los Amigos Dos wage war against TUHA. Stormm's own personal security guards dive into the battle alongside "Big" Dave Brandt and the PCW security. After a few minutes, the wave of officers is able to separate the six men.)
Calling his shot
Details: (Having had enough of these petty games, Michaels exits the ring followed by his stablemates. He calls for a microphone.)
Stormm: I have no clue what LoKi thinks he's doing out here. LoKi, you need to mind your own damn business. As for me, I've had enough disrespect for one night. I've already cleared it with the boss, Skylar Marshall, and I'll be taking the rest of the night off. That is all.
(The fans boo the announcement of Stormm effectively pulling out of the night's main event. Stormm tosses the microphone to the ground as the three men head to the back.)
Appealing to Reason
Details: (LoKi is clearly not pleased with this announcement as he was hoping to get his hands on Michaels in the main event. In fact, the champ seems downright angry. As soon as the Havoc boys are out of sight, Alejandro Walker is out from the back. He climbs into the ring and heads straight for LoKi in an attempt to calm him down. The nearest cameraman is able to pick up on the audio.)
Walker: Look, LoKi, I jus need you to cool off. Kay? Jus take da night off and get yer head cleared up. Got me?
LoKi: What are you talking about?
Walker: I'm sayin' that since Stormmy won't be in da main event, you can go ahead and take da night off to get yerself straight.
LoKi: And what if I don't want to?
Walker: It ain't negotiable.
LoKi: Okay. I don't come back out here tonight, I want on your team.
(Walker squints his eyes and rubs his head, clearly not wanting to deal with this right now.)
LoKi: I want to be part of Team Walker. I want in on War Games.
Walker: I...I'll think about it. Now in da meantime...
(Walker gestures for LoKi to head to the back. Reluctantly, LoKi exits the ring. Los Amigos Dos aren't far behind.)
MATCH FIVE
Singles Match
Machine vs. Smith
Referee: Steve Shaw
Match Details: Machine and Smith are next on the agenda. Machine slowly lumbers out from the back, accompanied by Smith. The opponents enter together, which is a bit odd. The fans boo regardless. Smith is clearly up to something. The little masked man and the enormous masked man enter the ring and Steve Shaw calls for the bell. Smith appears to find this whole situation humorous.
Smith prances around the ring, stopping every now and again to pose, while the giant Machine just stands there, watching. Smith pokes Machine in the chest timidly to make sure that the big man won't retaliate. Nothing. Confident, Smith lays a forearm across Machine's chest. He follows up with a kick to the knee and a knife edge chop. The moves have no affect on the big man, so Smith slaps him across the face. Still nothing. Ready to launch his master plan, Smith motions to the back.
Jeremy Bagwell emerges from the back to a mixed reaction from the crowd and hops up onto the ring apron. Apparantly in league with one another, Smith shows Bagwell exactly what he wants him to do. He wants Bagwell to clock him in front of the referee so that Machine will be disqualified. Then the match purse will be all theirs to split! As this is going on, Machine just watches silently. None of them notice the fat little German marching out from the back. Viktor Krauser, cheeks ever rosy, climbs up onto the opposite ring apron and gazes upon the giant.
Machine's head snaps to the side as he notices Krauser. Smith and Bagwell stop what they're doing and gaze at the plump man. Reaching his right hand into his pocket, Viktor raises his left fist in front of him. He quickly forms his left hand into a thumbs down and Machine instantly goes rigid. In a flash, Machine levels the unsuspecting Smith with a huge boot to the face. Turning his attention to Bagwell, he wraps a large meathook around the youngster's neck and drags him into the ring over the top rope. Reaching down with his free hand, Machine pulls Smith off the canvas by the throat. It's Goozle time. Lifting both men simultaneously several feet off the ground, he drives them home with an epic double chokeslam that leaves both men broken on the mat. The referee, fearing for the safety of the beaten men quickly calls for the bell and awards the match to Machine via...TKO?
Winner(s): Machine via TKO
Machine: Unleashed!
Details: (Programmed to destroy, Machine pulls both men back off the mat and sends them for another ride! Double chokeslam leaves each man piled in a separate heap. Hell, even Steve Shaw is treated to a Goozle! With the ring left in shambles, Machine turns his attention to Viktor Krauser. Just as Machine reaches the old me, Viktor lowers his hand and Machine grows still. As docile as a coma patient.)
Viktor Krauser: That's my boy. Yesssss...
(And with that, Machine and Krauser leave the ringside area strewn with decimated humanity. The dog following his new master as we fade to commercial break.)
MAIN EVENT
Tag Team Match
Non Compos Mentis & Grimm vs. Lantlas & Sadistic (INT ©)
Referee: Tyrone Little
Match Details: PCW returns from the final commercial break just in time for the night's main event. The Born Psycho and the Lord of Misrule versus the Elven Warrior and the Phenom. Sadistic is out from the back, and the fans absolutely hate the man. Lantlas comes out next, and he receives some residual ill will from the PCW Faithful. The elf and the horror look each other up and down, clearly not sure if they can trust one another. Out next is Non Compos Mentis...or is it Sean Rhodes? Clearly focused, NCM heads to the ring but waits outside for his partner to arrive. The Crimson Demon is out next, and the fans are cheering the once-hated walking folktale. Grimm reaches the ring and he and Mentis share a quick glance before diving into the ring simultaneously. Lantlas and Sadistic meet them in the middle of the ring and this one starts in a brawl. Grimm and Lantlas, two men that have had epic battles in the past, square off while NCM and Sadistic, opponents from two weeks ago, pick up where they left off.
Never ones to care much for the rules, NCM and Sadistic quickly spill to the outside for a little ringside mayhem. Inside the ring, Grimm and Lantlas trade blows. The fans are oohing and ahhing with each exchange as Tyrone Little tries desperately to restore some semblance of order. Eventually, Sadistic and Rhodes return to the ring and are sent to their corners so that Grimm and Lantlas can continue the match in the middle of the ring. Phinehas and Lantlas are two of the deadliest strikers in the game, and they put on a clinic of punching and kicking accuracy. A well-placed kick to the inside of the knee slows Grimm just enough for the elf to gain the advantage. A whip into the ropes and Lantlas catches the Horror from Hangtown on the rebound with a powerslam. The Elven Warrior works in some good offense but Grimm is able to turn the tables after sliding out of a suplex attempt. Grimm's offense is swift and precise. He has Lantlas on his heels and the elf opts to tag in the Phenom. The fans hold their breath as Sadistic enters the ring to do battle with his younger brother.
William grins from ear to ear as he approaches the Abomination of Desolation. Slowly shaking his head, Grimm refuses to fight his brother and tags out to NCM. The fans boo. NCM is more than happy to oblige Sadistic with a fight and they get after it with punches a lot less precise than their tag team counterparts. Rhodes, for his part, maintains a level head throughout this match. Sadistic doesn't hesitate to loose a low blow on his adversary to grab the advantage. Shoving Mentis into his home corner, Sadistic goes to the mid-section before applying a blatant choke. Referee Little forces Sadistic to break the illegal hold and begins to admonish the Phenom. As this is going on, NCM takes exception to Lantlas on the ring apron and decks him! Infuriated, the Elven Warrior enters the ring and clubs Rhodes from behind! This prompts Grimm to join the fray and once again, the fight is on! Grimm spears Lantlas Sadistic and NCM attempt to choke the life out of each other. Using Sadistic's pants for leverage, Rhodes slingshots the Phenom through the ropes to the outside.
Grimm and NCM proceed to double team the Elven Warrior, much to the delight of the crowd, until Sadistic returns to the ring...wielding a steel chair! Sadistic lays a stinging chairshot across the back of Grimm and Tyrone Little has seen enough. He calls for the bell.
Winner(s): Non Compos Mentis & Grimm via disqualification
Rough Choices and Tough Decisions
Details: (Mentis clotheslines Sadistic, ridding him of his favorite weapon. Perhaps the way in which the match was won angers NCM, or perhaps the ringing of the bell triggers something. Either way, Rhodes loses it and starts hitting anything that moves! An NCM clothesline sends Lantlas over the top rope. A boot to the stomach leads Sadistic right into the Fractured Mind, and the fans erupt! Hell, even Grimm gets to enjoy the wonders of a Fractured Mind!)
Jerry Andrews: Mentis just obliterated his tag team partner! He's snapped, and the ring is in shambles!
(Sadistic rolls to the outside as Lantlas, not in any mood to deal with these things that don't concern him, heads back up the ramp. Mentis appears to be laughing about...something...as he lays some stomps into Grimm. Not content with just stomping Grimm, NCM picks up Sadistic's chair. As Lantlas reaches the top of the ramp, Alejandro Walker emerges from the back. NCM drills Grimm with a thunderous shot to the back!)
Jerry Andrews: We need help out here! Mentis has lost it!
(Walker looks to be pleading with Lantlas, but the words are inaudible. NCM connects with another brutal shot to the back of Grimm before rolling him over. Holding the chair vertical, Mentis holds it about Grimm's throat before raising it high in the air...!)
Jerry Andrews: Oh, God! No...!
(And Lantlas is in the ring like a ball of fire! Ripping the chair out of NCM's hands, he swings with all his might and wraps the chair around the Born Psycho's head! Mentis is knocked from the ring, and the Pure Class Arena is going bonkers!)
Al Laiman: Lantlas Anduril makes the save?! And listen to these people!
Jerry Andrews: Lantlas just cleaned NCM's clock, and these fans love it!!!
(Lantlas stands tall in the ring, bent chair in hand. Mentis, brains still slightly scrambled, angrily stumbles up the ramp towards the back while promising his revenge. Lantlas helps Grimm to his feet as NCM approaches Walker...and walks right past him, fury seething from every pore. As NCM pulls the curtain aside to head to the back, the camera zooms in to find Sklyar Marshall there waiting.)
Skylar Marshall: So, Mentis, I hear you're needing a team to join for War Games...
*CLICK*
Overview
Usali Basilisk d. Areas via submission
Loco d. Justin Kaard via pinfall
High Tide & Tyrone Smith d. Andy D via disqualification
Nacho Grande & Jason Willard wrestle to time limit draw
Machine d. Smith via TKO
Non Compos Mentis & Grimm d. Lantlas & Sadistic via disqualification
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All Rights Reserved.
Thanks to Rick, Josh, Luis, and High Tide for their help with the results this week. I'd also like to thank all those who have contributed to segments for this show.[/color]