Trauma 110 Results

[Non Compos Mentis]

PCW Trauma: 110
Tuesday, April 3rd, 2012
Live on E! from the Pure Class Arena in Greenville, South Carolina

Segment
Details: Welcoming viewers to Trauma 110 and replacing the familiar fanfare and fireworks , the opening riffs of Joe Lynn Turner’s rendition of "Back in Black" brings the Faithful to their feet. On the stage, Club Vivacious is set up with the resident keep tending a full service bar. He rocks out to the music under the awe-inspiring multi-colored spectacle above. The song gets into the meat of the opening chords and the crowd awaits the appearance of Pure Class Wrestling’s Man in Black.

Jerry Andrews – Buckle up folks, it’s Trauma 110 and we’re starting off with Club Vivacious returning to the stage of Pure Class Wrestling!

Al Laiman – I for one look forward to each and every Club Vivacious segment.

Jerry Andrews – You would.

As the first verse screams over the wave of PCW signage, merchandise and propaganda, Mr. Network Liability bursts through the curtain. Just under his golden barbs and silver-tinted frames, are the pearly whites of a grin that spans ear to ear. He does a full spin to the left, arms out-stretched with a Marlboro burning in his left hand; he shows off yet another stylish ensemble, this one a fashionable Armani jacket over a popular TShirtHell.com choice that simply states, “I didn’t come here to impress none of you motherfuckers” with cargo jeans and his usual black biker boots. As he returns his glare to the crowd, he brings the coffin nail to his kisser and takes a bow. Some of the Faithful support while others clearly still hold him in contempt.

Jerry Andrews – The Faithful are a mixed crowd for this man.

Al Laiman – That’s because half of them, much like this little pairing, are idiots.

Jerry Andrews – What?

Al Laiman – You’ll figure it out… …maybe.

Vivacious rounds the front of his establishment, making it a point to bring attention to a large, human-shaped object concealed by a heavy cover standing just in front of the bar. He looks it up and down and then gives it a pat where it’s "human shoulder” would be before approaching the bar tender and ordering two drinks. He drops one down his gullet and slides the other over in front of the cloaked figure.

Al Laiman – What’s under there?

Jerry Andrews – With this guy, you could think of every imaginable possibility and still be wrong.

Vivacious turns back to the devoted and the music fades. He reaches into his jacket and pulls a microphone from his pocket. There is some feedback as he powers it on, but nothing like the foundation rumbling thuds as he slaps the live microphone against the cup of his palm a few times. Then, to get the attention of everyone in the building, he blows across the top of it and clears his throat.

Johnny Vivacious – This thing work?

The crowd again delivers a mixed reaction, but he pays it no mind.

Johnny Vivacious – Guess so. What is happening Greenville?

He gets a kind of/sort of cheap pop, but not half of what he was looking for.

Johnny Vivacious – You people still don’t trust me. That’s okay; we’ve had a shaky past, you and me. That’s why tonight, right here on Trauma, I’ve invited Non Comp… sorry, Sean Rhodes…

The crowd pops at the mention of Vivacious’ longest and most bitter PCW rival.

Johnny Vivacious - …yeah, I’ve asked him to join me here at Club Vivacious.

Jerry Andrews – Much like he did on Trauma in January 2006…

Al Laiman - …when he beat up that midget…

Jerry Andrews - …exactly!

Johnny Vivacious – BUT!

Jerry Andrews – Uh oh.

Johnny Vivacious – He never responded; almost like he didn’t want to come face to face with me again.

Again, the crowd is mixed in their emotions. The majority jeer the missed opportunity to see Johnny Vivacious have to face up to Sean Rhodes.

Johnny Vivacious – However!

Al Laiman – Here we go!

Johnny Vivacious – I think I was able to finally, maybe, sort of talk him into it.

Jerry Andrews – What does that mean?

Johnny Vivacious – You see, if I were Non Comp… sorry, Sean Rhodes, I wouldn’t want to face Johnny Vivacious either. Not directly anyway, so…

Vivacious walks around to the “rear” of the blanketed mystery and grabs tightly to the cover with his free hand. Jerking the cover off and paying no attention as his guest is revealed, he unveils Sean Rhodes. The crowd explodes in cheers as Vivacious remains oblivious, his back toward his “faux” guest as he continues.

Johnny Vivacious – I had this made so I could tell Non Comp… damn it, Sean Rhodes, what I think of him.

Al Laiman – TURN AROUND!

Vivacious continues to boast with all the confidence in the world, unaware of just how precarious a situation he is actually in.

Johnny Vivacious – You see at Mass Destruction, just like I said I would, I allowed the better man to come out on top of that match… ME! Neither of those two deserved to be handed a World Title Shot, much less from Johnny Vivacious so…

Vivacious spins around and comes face to face with his guest. A visible lump slowly chokes down his throat as his eyes bug out past his shades. He has to pull them down his nose and take a closer look, peering all the way around Rhodes. In utter disbelief he returns his surprised emeralds to the face of his arch nemesis. The crowd, at this point is ape crazy in anticipation of what is to happen next.

Johnny Vivacious – Cardboard cut-outs these days are quite um…

Rhodes slowly takes the drink from the bar and prepares to chug it back, but instead splashes the reality of the situation on his host. Vivacious’ mouth drops open, allowing gravity to snatch away his cigarette. The fans go ecstatic as Rhodes plants a two-handed shove flush in the chest of Vivacious, swiping the microphone away from Vivacious as he stumbles backward.

Sean Rhodes – You were saying?

Jerry Andrews – Business has just picked up!

Vivacious catches himself, dusts himself off and checks the spikes atop his head. Frustrated, but cautious, he takes a few steps forward and asks the bar keep for a second microphone.

Johnny Vivacious – What I was saying was, cardboard cutouts are quite life-like these days…

Rhodes gives a cross glare, that says he knows better and demands an actual answer from Vivacious.

Johnny Vivacious - …wait, earlier? Oh, I was just saying how nice it would be for you to join me here at Club Vivacious.

Sean Rhodes – Well?

Johnny Vivacious – Well, thanks for coming. I appreciate it.

Sean Rhodes – You have something you want to tell me?

Johnny Vivacious – Um… Well… Uh…

Sean Rhodes – Spit it out while I still want to hear it.

Jerry Andrews – Rhodes means business here tonight.

Johnny Vivacious – Well um, what I wanted to ask you is uh… well, with this tournament going on and Justin Michaels snaking around… I was curious if I um, well, if I uh… if I promised to let you do your thing without uh, well, I won’t bother you if you don’t bother me. What would you say to that?

Jerry Andrews – I highly doubt, had that been a cardboard cut-out, those would have been his words.

Johnny Vivacious – I mean, I’m not asking you to watch my back and you probably shouldn’t count on me keeping an eye on yours, but I won’t be in your business if you don’t get in mine? What do you say?

Rhodes backs Vivacious against the bar, going chest to chest and nose to nose for a few very nerve-racking seconds. The crowd salivates for a beat down.

Sean Rhodes – I’ll let you know.

Rhodes motions as if to take Vivacious’ head off, but simply lays the microphone on the bar and reluctantly turns his back to his most heated foe. Keeping watch out the corner of his eye he takes a few steps forward before focusing on the loyal followers of PCW and raising his hands for their admiration. He then quickly ushers himself away from the set and disappears behind the curtain leaving Vivacious straightening his jacket and gathering himself.

Jerry Andrews – Folks, we’ll be right back

MATCH ONE
Icemann Invitational QUALIFYING Singles Match
Andy D (N.A. ©) vs. Tyrone "Crazy Boy" Smith
Referee: Marcos Cruz

Match Details: As we come back from a commercial break the crowd is excited for the start of the first match. A current champion, versus the ex-champion. Marcos Cruz motions for the start of the match and the two men cautiously advance, searching for a hole in each others defense. Both men eventually proceed to lock up, testing each others strength. Andy D slips behind his opponent and dropkicks him in the back.

Crazy Boy stumbles forward but doesn't go down. Andy keeps his momentum going, bouncing off the ropes and delivering a punishing flying clothesline just as Crazy Boy turns around. CB is lying on the mat and so Andy D takes his time climbing the turnbuckle. However CB springs up quickly! He looks to have been playing possum as he is quickly up the turnbuckle and now both men are trading punches with each other!

Andy D throws a punch but CB catches it, pulling Andy and himself off the ropes. He jabs him in the eyes, which goes undetected by Marcos Cruz, and plants his opponent on the mat with a Tornado DDT! Crazy Boy quickly goes for a cover...1...2.. and Andy kicks out. Crazy Boy is quickly back on the offense, pulling Andy back to his feet.

He lands a few punches before climbing to the top ropes. He sails off and lands a Crazy Drop right to the back of Andy D's head! With both men on the mat, Crazy Boy pulls himself over to Andy D and drapes an arm across him! 1...2..No! Andy D kicks out before the three count!

Crazy Boy is frustrated and he lets the referee know it. Marcos Cruz shakes his head at CB, insisting that it was only two and a half. He cuts his losses with the referee and turns back to Andy D, who is lying in wait. He kicks Crazy Boy in the gut and rebounds off the ropes. By the time CB has stopped bending over at the waist, his opponent is there to land a Running STO on him!

Andy D is up and waiting for his opponent and so when Crazy Boy rises from the mat, Andy wastes no time in hitting a Dragon's Bite! Andy hooks a leg..1....2...NO! Crazy Boy somehow manages to kick out! It's Andy D's turn to be frustrated, thinking he had it for sure after landing the Dragon's Bite.

Unnoticed by the two combatants in the ring, Alan Christopher is making his way down, apparently early for his match. He comes out, stopping every once and awhile to strike a pose, distracting some from watching the match. Back in the ring, Andy D is stalking Crazy Boy, waiting for his opponent to rise. Crazy Boy eventually makes it to his feet, and Andy D sends him right back with another Dragon's Bite!

Before he can make the pin however, he notices Alan Christopher checking out his reflection in the North American Championship Belt. Andy leans under the top rope and tells Alan to put the belt down. However Alan Christopher has other ideas, and proceeds to smash Andy D in the face with his own belt, knocking him back into the ring. Marcos Cruz watches the whole event transpire, and has no choice but to call for the bell.

Winner: Andy D via disqualification

Justice is Served
Details: With Andy stunned and quite possibly out for the count inside the ring, Alan Christopher grins widely and turns back to the belt in his hands. Overcome by the feeling of PCW gold in his mitts, The Magistrate climbs onto the apron and into the ring, all the while surrounded by huge boos from the PCW Faithful.

Jerry Andrews: What the hell does he think he’s doing?

Al Laiman: I’m sure he’s just returning the belt to Andy D…

Christopher takes a glance down at the body of Andy who has barely moved and doesn’t take heed of Al Laiman’s suggestion. Instead, the muscular newcomer scales the nearest turnbuckle and strike a Pose of the Magistrate for the ‘adoring’ fans to behold. They continue to boo wildly until, suddenly, a cheer begins to break out amongst the fans.

Jerry Andrews: Crazy Boy is just back to his feet and realising what just happened.

Al Laiman: Christopher cost him the match… get out of there Alan!

Still cockily goading the fans his an exhibition of his body, Alan poses for a few more seconds and jumps back into the ring… right into a boot to the gut from Smith who looks absolutely livid. Without a moment’s hesitation, Smith lifts the larger man into the air and slams him to the mat with a shuddering Spinning Falcons Arrow.

Jerry Andrews: Crazy Slam! Smith just laid out Christopher!

Al Laiman: But… he has a match next! What’s he supposed to do?!

Jerry Andrews: He should have thought about that earlier.

Smith sees the North American Title on the mat and stares at it longingly. Picking it up he looks down at Andy and, for a moment, considers taking it as the champ is in no position to disagree. Instead, though, he places the belt on Andy’s chest and rolls out of the ring. As he walks to the back we go to an commercial break.

MATCH TWO
Tag Team Match
Nacho Grande & "Puro Power!" Kaijin Shinryu vs. "Majestic" Alan Christopher & Areas
Referee: Joseph Buckland

Match Details: "Eat it" by Weird Al plays as purple smoke begins to go off on the entrance stage. The fans begin to cheer as Areas (Who is wearing a hooded jacket) 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, he then puts his hand in the formation of a gun and pretends to load it and shoot it toward the ring. He follows the path until he reaches the ring and climbs inside, meeting Christopher as he stumbles to his feet, still groggy.

Jerry Andrews: Surely the team of Areas and Christopher is at a disadvantage after The Magistrate just received a Crazy Slam from Tyrone Smith?

Al Laiman: He’s strong, he’ll be fine I’m sure.

The progressive introduction to “Shitataru Mouru” by Dir En Grey sweeps over the arena. “Puro Power!” Kaijin Shinryu steps out onto the stage, wearing a sleeveless with both PURO POWER and YAGYUU DEATH CAMP logos—former over the latter—on the back. The fans give Shinryu a respectful ovation as Kyo’s voice fills the arena.

Kaijin Shinryu stops midway down the ring, drops to one knee, and prays. With both index fingers, he points up to the ceiling, saying something in Japanese, and finally pounds his chest with his left hand. He gets to his feet and walks up the ring steps, onto the ring apron, and enters the ring. He goes into a corner and waits. The song slowly fades into obscurity as the ring announcer makes his introduction.

Al Laiman: We know that Puro Power knows English, but I don’t think we can totally rule out communication issues between the Japanese competitor and Nacho. Hell it’s hard for most of our home-grown PCW superstars to communicate properly with Nacho!

“Hangin’ Tough” begins to play and the lyrics bring the fans into a chorus of cheers and indeed some sing the refrain. The crowd seems so engrossed that they don’t seem to mind the wait… that is until Nacho Grande and his entourage of cheap and delicious sidekicks make their way onto the stage. The cheers increase even more as PCW’s resident Luchadore bounces down the ramp waving to the fans. Finally he reaches the ring and climbs inside, ready for his match.

As all four men get ready, Joseph Buckland signals for the bell and Shinryu takes his place in the middle. On the other side of the ring there seems to be some disquiet though. Christopher still looks groggy after being struck by the Crazy Slam, but he seems to insist that he should start the match. Areas himself looks suspicious but agrees to this and climbs to the apron. Sluggishly moving forward, Christopher stands in front of the man that knocked him out of the Icemann Invitational and raises a smile. Shinryu stares back unimpressed, but it’s about to get worse as the cocky newcomer breaks out a Pose of the Magistrate.

Jerry Andrews: Oh come on!

Grinning like a Cheshire cat, The Magistrate turns around and slaps Areas across the chest, with referee Joseph Buckland signalling that a tag has been made. Barely acknowledging it, Areas is surprised when Buckland asks him to get into the ring. As Christopher gets onto the apron, he slouches against the top rope and watches Areas climb hesitantly into the ring. He and Shinryu begin to circle and throw themselves into a tie up that is a lot more even than one would have expected.

With an increase in size, Areas’ strength has improved also and now he pushes Shinryu back to the ropes. Shinryu digs his feet in and pushes back, sending Areas back across the ring before he drops him into a headlock. Shoving out of it, Areas sends Puro Power into the ropes and is knocked to the ground by a shoulder block. Hitting the ropes, the Japanese competitor vaults over Areas only to be met with an armdrag on the return. Both men jump to their feet only for Shinryu to hit a Japanese armdrag. Immediately Shinryu goes for a Fujiwara Armbar but Areas’ mat-smarts enable him to roll out toward his corner. Shinrya tags out to Nacho with a massive roar from the crowd, while Areas slaps Christopher across his wondrous pecs.

Al Laiman: There’s payback for you.

A still out-of-sorts Magistrate climbs into the ring and rushes straight for Nacho who whips off an armdrag of his own. Back to their feet they climb but not for long as Nacho hits another of his trademark drags to the arm. Again the frustrated Magistrate jumps up and runs back only to be caught by yet another armdrag and then…. A thumb to the eye from Christopher.

Jerry Andrews: That was uncalled for!

Al Laiman: Christopher called for it…

With the momentum turned Christopher lashes away with a series of Knife Edge Chops and locks up Nacho. Heaving hard, The Magistrate lifts the Luchador high into the air for a vertical suplex and drops him down violently before pinning.

One…
Tw…No!

Pulling Nacho back to his feet Christopher hauls him up onto his shoulders in a firemans carry. Setting up for his Double Knee Gutbuster, the larger man attempts to throw Nacho upward but Nacho reverses, sliding down his back into a Sunset Flip pin.

One…
Two….
NO!

Getting back to their feet Nacho attempts to capitalise and nails another two arm drags before Christopher bails on the abuse and slaps Areas back into the match. Areas, begrudgingly after the slap, climbs into the ring and immediately locks up with Nacho. The extra power of the portly Truthseeker pushes Nacho back to the ropes where he remains for a moment. Quickly a chorus of chants begins, calling out with increasing volume. “Nacho! Nacho! Nacho!”

Feeding on this enthusiasm, the fast-food luchador pushes back, driving a surprised Areas back to the middle of the ring before hitting a lucha-style armdrag. Areas quickly jumps back to his feet and throws a metallic flavoured Lariat, but Nacho ducks and rushes forward. Jumping up and springing off the middle rope, Nacho rotates in mid air and looks to nail a spectacular flying crossbody… only for Areas’ increased bulk to catch him and drive him to the mat with sickening Spinebuster.

Jerry Andrews: In just his second match back Areas is looking impressive.

Al Laiman: That was one hell of a Spinebuster, Jerry, now he needs to capitalise.

Indeed Areas tries to take his opportunity, going straight for the turnbuckles. There he begins to climb from the inside until he reaches the top until he throws himself off backwards. The crowd is in disbelief as the self proclaimed ‘Every Woman’s Dream’ twists in midair and plummets with the Phoenix Splash…. But Nacho moves!…. And Areas rolls through back to his feet!

Jerry Andrews: Have you ever seen a man that big do a move that spectacular?!

Al Laiman: He missed, so what?!

Jerry Andrews: Are you serious?

Nacho struggles to his corner and tags out as Areas turns. Puro Power jumps into the ring and wastes no time in reeling off a series of forearm strikes to the head of Areas. Over and over he slams his stiff, strong-style elbows into the temple of the former North American Champion and, once he is groggy enough, hits a O Soto Gari STO in the middle of the ring. Quickly he makes the pin.

One…
Two…
THR…NO!

A kick out only makes Shinryu more determined and he pulls Areas back to his feet. Signalling for the end, Kaijin lifts Areas onto his shoulders for the devastating Shinryu Bomb.

Jerry Andrews: This is it!

Al Laiman: No it isn’t!

Areas slides out of the back door, landing on his feet with enough awareness to lock in a backslide. Before Shinryu can react, Areas throws him backward with the Backslide Driver, planting him right on the top of his head. The jarring impact sends shockwaves through the spine of Puro Power and enables Areas to lock in a vicious Dragon Sleeper. Shinryu struggles for the ropes, trying to break the submission, but can’t quite reach. Joseph Buckland checks for a tap but is sent away quickly.

Al Laiman: Areas has demonstrated great skill so far. Power, technical ability and, yes I admit it, tremendous agility.

Areas tries to keep Shinryu from reaching the ropes but after holding the move as long as he can the Japanese competitor shuffles far enough to touch them with his foot. Looking for a fresh men to come into the match, Areas goes toward his corner and extends his hand for a tag. Christopher stares back at him and blankly says something back.

Jerry Andrews: Did he just say “No, keep up the good work.”?

Al Laiman: Well he IS dominating Shinryu, why would Christopher want to ruin that momentum when he can entertain the fans with his fantastic biceps on the outside?!

Apparently just to please Al Laiman, Christopher turns to the crowd and strikes the Pose of the Magistrate. Sickened by this lack of respect, Areas shakes his head but is struck from behind by a huge Lariat from Shinryu that his flying into Christopher.

Al Laiman: No!

Christopher is jolted but manages to grab the top rope as Areas falls to the mat. Joseph Buckland signals that the collision marked a tag and Shinryu goes straight for Christopher, wrapping his hand around his throat. Using all his strength, Puro Power drags Christopher over the top rope and lifts him high into the air before driving him down with a brutal Puroresu Choke Slam.

Al Laiman: NO!

Shinryu turns to his partner who extends his hand and he’s more than willing to accept it. Tagging in Nacho, Shinryu watches PCW’s Lucha Hero climb to the top and dive off… hitting the Top Rope Elbow Drop straight to the heart of Christopher.

Jerry Andrews: 2AM DRIVE THRU!

One…
Two…
THREE!

Mark Long: Your winners…. ‘PURO POWER’ KAIJIN SHINRYU AND NACHOOOOOO GRANDE!

Winners: Kaijin Shinryu and Nacho Grande via Pinfall

Nobody In or Out
Details: Female Voice: I'm pretty sure he doesn't have to explain everything to you over-paid brutes twice, so why am I still standing here telling you what you need to do?

The audio has cut to somewhere besides ringside, but the titantron has yet to catch up to the video feed.

Female Voice: Now I will only say this one more time or you will have to answer to the man that signs your checks. You are going to stand here, and make sure that nobody goes into that locker room, or more importantly, comes out.

Video finally starts to flicker up onto the big screen as the crowd already seems to have figured out what's going on backstage.

Jerry Andrews: I'm pretty sure we don't need to see the footage to see what's going on back there.

Al Laiman: Who cares about what's going on backstage, I'm more interested in actually seeing the footage.

Jerry Andrews: You're a sick minded individual, Al. If that is who we think it is, she's an engaged woman.

Al Laiman: Sue me for trying to enjoy the one thing that makes me thankful Stormm, with two M's, is still on the roster.

The video feed has finally caught up to the audio, and we find Lindsay Matthews standing in front of her brother's locker room with a handful of man that make up part of the group of bodyguards called The Clam. It's at this sight the faithful finally show their displeasure for the scene at hand, as it is safe to assume she is doing her fiancé’s bidding.

Lindsay Matthews: Do I make myself clear?

The four personal bodyguards nod their head and assume the tough guy pose with crossed arms outside of Johnny Vivacious' locker room door as Lindsay walks off.

Jerry Andrews: Justin Michaels is having his lady do his dirty work for him while he lounges in the back, why am I not surprised?

Al Laiman: Who cares, do you see the length on that skirt she's wearing?

Jerry Andrews: Al, do you not have any respect for...

Al Laiman: We get it, I'm an animal, and you swing the other way; moving on!

Lindsay quickly moves away from the scene and looks as if she's looking over her shoulder as she moves about the backstage area, almost as if she's trying to lose the cameraman following her around.

Jerry Andrews: Where is she off to in such a hurry?

Al Laiman: ...

Jerry Andrews: Don't even!

As Lindsay rounds the corner she is confronted by one of Pure Class Wrestling's interviewers, Kassandra Black.

Kassandra Black: Lindsay Matthews, if I could get a word with you real quick.

Lindsay Matthews: I really don't have time right now Kassandra.

Kassandra Black: But Lindsay, we haven't seen much of you around here the last few months, and for me, it's nice to see another...

Lindsay Matthews: Back off bitch!

Both of their faces fill with confusion and shock as Lindsay can't seem to get out of there fast enough. But just when things couldn't get any worse for her...

Justin Michaels: Lindz!

Lindsay lets out a heavy sigh of frustration as she blows her bangs away from her eyes as her usual done up doo seems to be carrying as much weight as her shoulders at that very moment.

Lindsay Matthews: Damn it.

Kassandra Black: What was that?

Lindsay Matthews: Keep it shut.

The two tussle under their breaths as Stormm approaches at a rather fast pace.

Jerry Andrews: Lindsay doesn't look too comfortable right now, and Justin acts like he hasn't seen her in weeks.

Al Laiman: Yeah, because this would be the first time the man has ever deceived anyone in Pure Class Wrestling.

Justin Michaels: I haven't seen you since we got here, where did you run off to?

Kassandra Black: I'm sure everyone here tonight would like to know what's been going on with the future Mr. and Mrs. Stormm...

Justin & Lindsay: Get lost!

With that the couple dashes off back down the halls of the PCW Arena leaving Kassandra in a fog, and the rest of the faithful wondering what the Hell is going on.

Jerry Andrews: That was a very strange exchange back there.

Al Laiman: It's got to be some kind of ploy, there's no other explanation for that mixture of sexy and off the wall behavior.

Jerry Andrews: Whatever it is, we have a match coming right up.

MATCH THREE
Icemann Invitational: Singles Match
Johnny Vivacious {w/Stace Matthews} vs. High Tide
Referee: Eddie Lane

Match Details: “You Are A Pirate” by Alestorm hits the PA system and High Tide walks out onto the stage. He walks down the ramp slightly crouched over, as if he was sitting. He holds a large pirate flag in one hand, and in the other he is imitating steering a ship. He does this until he gets to the ring where he motions dropping and anchor and proceeds to hop on to the turnbuckle and dive headfirst over the ropes, rolling into a standing position. Then he climbs the nearest turnbuckle and pulls out a spyglass, looking around at the audience. He mimics loading a cannon and as he motions firing it, he jumps off the turnbuckle into the ring (to imitate recoil) as fireworks shoot from all four turnbuckles.

Jerry Andrews: The Rated ARRRRR Superstar has a golden chance here to progress in the Icemann Invitational. Johnny V must be distracted after what we saw earlier tonight!

Al Laiman: Time will tell, but it’s not like Vivacious to lack confidence in his own abilities.

“Back in Black” by Joe Lynn Turner hits with a very mixed reaction to PCW’s resident rule breaker, and the boos ring out longer as Johnny V takes his sweet time to walk out. The song continues with no sign of the Man In Black and the crowd is getting restless.

Mark Long: And his opponent, hailing from Accident, Maryland… JOHNNY VIVACIOUS!

Not even Mark Long’s raucous announcement can urge Johnny V into showing his face and soon the music even fades out, leaving only sound of the disgruntled crowd. Never one to lack enthusiasm or persistence, Long lifts the mic a second time.

Mark Long: JOHNNY VIIIIIVACIOOOOOUS!!!

The announcer shouts with as much gusto as he can muster but there’s no use, Johnny V is nowhere to be seen.

Jerry Andrews: Where the hell is Johnny Vivacious?

Al Laiman: I wonder if this has anything to do with Lindsay Michaels….?

Jerry Andrews: Ya think?!

The big screen suddenly stutters into life, showing the backstage area and the corridor outside Johnny Vivacious' locker room. There is a scene of complete chaos as the four bodyguards of ‘The Clam’ are scattered by a flurry of strikes from a furious Johnny V. In a blonde blur Johnny fires off blows to all four men but receives a few in return.

Jerry Andrews: Oh Come on!

Al Laiman: Lindsay Michaels has ordered those bodyguards to stop Johnny getting to the ring!

Jerry Andrews: Oh yeah, it’s nothing to do with Stormm at all!

Vivacious decks one of the guards with a brutal looking right that sends his target’s head flying into the wall. With one down, Vivacious moves on to the next and slams their skulls together with a crunching headbutt. Mr. One Night Only comes out on top in the cranium sturdiness ranks and attacks the third with a job straight to the throat.

Back in the ring High Tide grabs the referee and shouts at him in a very piratey manner. He points at the screen, then at the timekeeper and watches as the referee struggles with a decision.

Jerry Andrews: I think Tide wants Vivacious counted out…?

Al Laiman: Well they can’t wait forever to start this thing!

While the referee muses over his decision Vivacious despatches the final guard, proving even Stormm’s money can’t buy you good protection. Finally with a clear path to the ring, Johnny makes a beeline for the stage but the referee has made his choice. Eddie Lane calls for the bell and begins to count.

One…
Two…

Still there is no sign of Johnny V atop the stage and PCW’s Pirate looks relaxed, having earned a win without a single second of wrestling.

Three…
Four…

The anticipation in the crowd grows until finally Johnny bursts through the curtain. Understandably he’s furious at almost being cost this match, but the danger isn’t over yet as Eddie Lane continues to count.

Five…
Six…
Seven…

Johnny’s pace increases until he dives into the ring at an alarming eight, sparking High Tide into action. Before Vivacious can get to his feet Tide jumps on him with a series of boots. As his opponent pushes himself up, Tide reverts to punches instead and stuns Johnny enough to whip him across the ring. On the rebound Johnny goes for a wild lariat to try and get some momentum back, but Tide ducks and transitions into a School Boy pin.

Jerry Andrews: Pirate Code!

One…
Two…
No!

Kicking out, Johnny jumps back to his feet and attempts a second lariat, only for Tide to roll him up again.

One…
Two…
NO!

Both men rise quickly and Johnny is about to go for a third lariat when he brings a knee into the gut of Tide instead, catching him and the crowd off guard. Turning on his heels, Vivacious rushes toward the ropes to gain momentum, but Tide counters with a jumping heel kick and pins once more.

One…
Two…
No!

Tide pushes himself to his feet and drags Vivacious up with him, setting up for a suplex. Using all his strength, Tide hits a snap suplex in the middle of the ring, but rolls through and returns to his feet. Going for a second the scurvy sea dog is caught out of nowhere as Johnny reverses to lift him high into the air. Before Tide can react Johnny drops him with a shuddering Rotary Suplex in the middle of the ring.

Jerry Andrews: Blended Whammie! After a tough start Vivacious has a chance to capitalise.

Al Laiman: But how much did that sneakiness from Lindsay…

Jerry Andrews: …Stormm!

Al Laiman: Whatever you say… how much did THAT cost him?

Knowing he wouldn’t get the pinfall now, Johnny seeks to inflict more damage and pulls Tide to his feet. He focuses on strikes, landing a salvo of chops to the chest he pushes Tide back to the ropes and whips him across the ring. On the rebound Vivacious throws him into the air and drives him down with a face-planting flapjack.

One…
Two…
NO!

Mr Network Liability goes right back on the offensive, waiting for Tide to get to his knees before springing up off his own back and nailing a sick elbow drop to the back of his neck. The Hell-Bow isn’t enough, apparently, as Johnny pulls Tide to his feet again and slings him into the corner. Extending his arm, Vivacious prepares a lariat and rushes forward…. But Tide moves at the last second and Johnny slams into the corner, recoiling into the middle of the ring. Tide seizes the momentum and climbs to the second turnbuckle before hitting a brutal Missile Dropkick to the cranium.

One…
Two…
THR…NO!

Tide tells Eddie Lane that it should have been a three, but for once Eddie’s count was correct. Frustrated, Tide gets to his feet and grabs Vivacious. He hauls the bleach blonde bombshell onto his shoulders and goes for the Over The Shoulder DDT.

Jerry Andrews: Tide could have it!

The Rated ARRRR Superstar lifts Johnny up and twists him around… but his legs fly wildly into the face of Eddie Lane who was too close to the action, knocking him to the mat. The move still connects but as Tide goes for the pin there is nobody to count. Checking for the referee, Tide finally realises what happened and is even more angered.

Al Laiman: Vivacious has contended with pre-match shinanigans and a very impressive High Tide and he’s still in this match… but for how much longer?

Tide has had enough and he begins to climb from the outside, watching as Johnny groggily reaches his knees. The pirate reaches the rarefied air of the top turnbuckle and stares down at Vivacious who just about reaches his feet.

Jerry Andrews: What’s he thinking up there?

Al Laiman: I think Johnny V’s about to Walk The Plank!

Tide throws himself off the top with the spectacular Shooting Star and attempts the DDT to finish off Johnny V… only for Johnny to take a step back and land a kick straight between the legs of Tide!

Al Laiman: Oh…..my! A kick right in the…plank!

Jerry Andrews: I don’t think his cannon will be firing any time soon….

With High Tide ‘stunned’ by the kick to the cannonballs, Johnny grabs him, lifts him into the air and drives him down with a ring-shaking Fisherman’s Hangover! He drapes an arm over Tide just as Eddie Lane comes to, completely unaware of the questionable attack.

One…
Two…
THREE!

Mark Long: Your winner, and Icemann Invitational Semi Finalist….. JOHNNY VIIIIIVACIOOOOOUS!

Jerry Andrews: Well even I have to give him credit, Johnny V went through hell to win that match.

Al Laiman: I don’t think we’ve seen the last of Johnny V and Stormm’s rivalry.

Winner: Johnny Vivacious via Pinfall

Segment
Details:The PCW Tron comes to life as the action in the ring subsides. It shows one of the hallways in the backstage area. The hall is deserted until a figure turns the corner into the camera’s line of sight. The unmistakable wild red hair and beard of Phineas Grimm cause the crowd to erupt in cheers. He is alone with a stern look on his face that would scare the stripes of a zebra.

The florescent lights flicker, half of them go out as the others dim, like this lone hallway was hit with a brown out. Grimm stops and suspiciously survey’s his area.

Grimm: You might as well come out, I know someone is there.

A pair of red eyes flash in the darkness and vanish as fast as they appeared. Grimm takes half a step back preparing himself for the man that attacked him last Trauma. An attack is not something that “The Grand High Exalted One” Usali Basilisk has in mind as he steps from the shadows. The once fan favorite causes the crowd to change to a mixture of cheers and jeers.

Basilisk: I mean you no harm Dillinger, I have only come to set a few things straight.

Grimm: Get too close and we will see who means who harm.

Basilisk: Just the type of response I would expect from a vile creature like you.

Grimm: Interesting perspective from the coward that would prefer to attack someone when their guard is down.

Basilisk: That wasn’t me.

Grimm: Sure it was some other freak wearing a black robe and that silver mask.

Basilisk: On that night I must have been attacked, and knocked out. Someone stole my extra mask and robe to attack you, but I cannot say that I disapprove of the move. The world knows that the Dillinger is a vile demon, one that feeds on fear and blood. The powers that be may have book me with villains tonight, but that must have been an oversight.

Grimm: Oh?

Basilisk: Must you jest? I fight for the betterment of mankind. I am their hero and I will do whatever it takes to rid the world of evil. You have done nothing but terrorize those weaker than you. You’ve broken neck and mutilated faces. I’ve watched you take the poor fools and purposefully destroy their lives. Even your own kin. It should be I fighting alongside the Elven Warrior and Mr. Rhodes.

Usali takes a step forward and Grimm takes one as well. Both men standing face to mask.

Grimm: You ready to sneak attack me again?

Basilisk: I told you, that wasn’t me!

Grimm: So you say.

Basilisk: I’ve never entered this for the fame or fortune, only justice, and you will get yours. I fear nothing especially a vile demon like you.

(Without another word Usali steps back into the shadows and vanishes. Grimm stands there awaiting his opponent to attack. When he decides no attack will occur he turns away and rubs his hands together ominously.

Grimm: Well if it’s a demon he wants…

Grimm continues on his way and disappears around the next corner.

MAIN EVENT
Six-Man Elimination Tag Team Match
Lantlas (World ©); Sean Rhodes; Grimm (International ©) vs. LoKi; Justin "Stormm" Michaels; "The Grand High Exalted One" Usali Basilisk
Referee: Tyrone Little

Match Results: Six of the most vicious wrestlers in the world have been thrown together in tonight's six-man tag Main Event. Out first, possibly the most deranged...or delusional...wrestler in the PCW, is "The Grand High Exalted One" Usali Basilisk. Basilisk makes his way to the ring clad in robe, ceremonial mask, and an International Championship belt that doesn't belong to him. Perhaps he has another Gift in store for Phinehas Grimm tonight? And for that, the fans boo him.

Breaking Benjamin starts up next, meaning two things: The entrance of Justin Michaels, and lots o' booing from the PCW Faithful. The man that will not bow makes his way down the aisle, giving occasional sidelong glances should Johnny V. make his presence known. While Basilisk is his partner tonight, Stormm clearly wants nothing to do with the former mental patient and posts up in the adjacent corner.

The Former World Champion. The Fallen Angel. LoKi. Brandon Murphy Noble. Out last for his team, still mourning the loss of his daughter, is a man that's seemingly walked amongst the dead for the past month. LoKi seems a bit more focused than he was two weeks ago, but you can tell that the fans, the ring, the match...it's all still very much a blur. Is he going through the motions? He goes through the motions of climbing between the ropes.

Out first for Team Good Guy is the reigning International Champion, sans belt. The Lord of Misrule is guided to the ring by Wovenhand to a fantastic crowd reaction. Paying no heed to the Faithful or the pageantry of the whole ordeal, Phinehas Grimm paces to the ring to face his three opponents.

Gong! That must have been one of Hell's bells, because Sean Compos Mentis emerges from behind the curtain to another great crowd reaction. Ready to resume some unfinished business with Michaels, and perhaps do a little side business with Usali and LoKi, Rhodes stands beside Grimm and awaits the arrival of the World Champion.

Hans Zimmer plays over the speakers and the cheers are immediate. And loud. After a few moments the Elven Warrior steps into the spotlight with his most impressive piece of metal, the World Championship belt, glimmering magnificently. Anduril makes his way down the aisle, his green eyes locked on the ring. His strides are fluid, yet his body tense and at the ready. As if some demon from the Elven darkness might just emerge at any given second.

Lantlas enters the ring and poor Tyrone Little doesn't even have time to ring the bell before all heck breaks loose! Team Bad Guy jumps Team Good Guy, proving that beatings will continue until morale improves. Grimm fights back by driving LoKi back into a corner. Basilisk and Rhodes pair off opting to pummel each other with fists, and fists alone. This leaves Lantlas Anduril and Justin Michaels to whip cupcakes in the middle of the ring. Tyrone is eventually able to pry Rhodes and Basilisk apart, followed by Grimm and LoKi. Lantlas and Stormm are left in the ring and become the legal men by process of elimination.

The Faithful are already amped up for this match in the early stages following the ruckus, but the action slows down as Stormm and the elf engage in a little technical competition. The headlocks and armbars don't last long, however, because Michaels slips in a fantastic little eye poke. Followed by some punishment courtesy Justin's big fists. Michaels shoves the World Champion into his team's corner, then nonchalantly saunters across the ring - and tags Grimm in the side of the head! In the blink of an eye Grimm hops over the top rope, but the referee is there to cut him off. Meanwhile, LoKi and Basilisk work in a some illegal damage on Lantlas. The World Champ only tolerates this for so long before blasting Usali off the ring apron with a spinning elbow! A roundhouse kick is aimed at LoKi, but the Fallen Angel ducks out of harm's way. Anduril turns around right into a charging Michaels clothesline...

...but Lantlas ducks and tags in Grimm! The fans pop for the Horror from Hangtown as he gets revenge for that previous cheapshot with a clean right hook that drops Stormm. Michaels doesn't stay down for long. A slugfest ensues with a few headbutts thrown in for good measure before Stormm is able to tag out to LoKi. The Fallen Angel slowly steps into the ring and comes nose to nose with the living folk legend. A smirk forms across LoKi's face before he shoves Grimm in the chest. Basilisk reaches over the ropes for a tag, eager to step into the ring with Phinehas. Grimm retaliates with a shove of his own. Having seen enough, LoKi returns to his corner, completely ignores Basilisk, and slaps Stormm on the chest. Michaels, still trying to catch his breath, doesn't look happy. There's no time to confront LoKi because Grimm helps the wealthy superstar by slingshotting him over the top rope!

The Lord of Misrule is methodical in his approach. He wrenches Stormm's neck like he trying to pry the lid off a tin of beans. Michaels, the gutsiest rich guy you'll ever meet, fights his way free...until Grimm whips him to Team Good Guy's corner. But Michaels reverses and sends Phinehas into the buckle! Seizing the opportunity, Sean Rhodes tags Grimm on the shoulder and steps into the ring...much to the crowd's delight! Although a bit fatigued, Stormm shrugs his shoulders and steps forward to meet his nemesis.

Ready for another crack at each other, Stormm and Rhodes resume beating the snot out of each other. Rhodes, the fresher of the two, quickly gains the advantage and plants Stormm with the Dum Dum Drop for a quick two-count! Rhodes follows up with the Blunt Trauma, but again only gets a two-count. Sean attempts to lock in the Touch of Insanity, but Michaels breaks it up with a pair of knees to the dome! With the Born Psycho staggered, this is all the opportunity Stormm needs to drill him with the Hangcloud DDT! A cover earns a two-count from Tyrone Little. Michaels pulls Rhodes to his feet...but Rhodes charges and spears Michaels through the ropes to the outside of the ring!!!

Tyrone starts the mandatory ten-count as both men lay on the arena floor in a daze. At about four both grapplers begin to stir. By six they're on their feet. Six-and-a-half sees them pounding away on each other as the fans roar in the background. Stormm sends Rhodes into the ringpost! Seven! Rhodes hurls Michaels into the steel steps! Eight! The brawl continues up the aisle as they barrel into the barricade getting up close and personal with the PCW Faithful. Nine! It's clear they have no intent of returning to the ring once they're halfway up the ramp. TEN! Justin Michaels and Sean Rhodes continue wailing away on each other as they disappear through the curtain to the back.

Mark Long: SEAN RHODES and JUSTIN MICHAELS have been eliminated!

Already the action in the ring has resumed with rivals Usali Basilisk and Phinehas Grimm going at it in the middle of the ring. Basilisk is nimble as a lunatic and powered by the gods, but the wiry Grimm is able to keep pace with him. A hurricanrana attempt by Usali is countered with a head-bouncing powerbomb for a two-count! Usali is slow to his feet after having his brain rattled, but he catches Grimm with a stiff headbutt! The metal mask seems to have dazed Grimm as the agile Basilisk executes a beautiful Dragonrana! Grimm gets the shoulder up at two-and-a-half, causing the crowd the gasp. Usali senses a moment of weakness and attempts to lock in the Gift! Phinehas is ready and counters with a go behind. A quick stomp to the back of the Basilisk's knee and Grimm plants him with the Foddershock! Grimm makes the cover...

...and LoKi, not wanting to be left in a two-on-one situation, breaks up the pinfall attempt! Rather than exit the ring, LoKi sticks around to stomp away on Grimm. This prompts the World Champion to enter the fray. Anduril backs LoKi into a corner with some vicious strikes as Grimm takes Usali into the opposite corner. After a variety of punches, Lantlas Irish whips LoKi out of the corner. Grimm whips Usali out of the corner. LoKi reverses! Lantlas and Usali are heading right for each other...and they put on the brakes in the center of the ring. There is a brief pause as the two stare at each other. Until they're both clobbered from behind. Tyrone Little tries to regain control of the match, but to no avail. Grimm wants a piece of Usali's hide, but Basilisk has other plans. Bailing out of the ring, the Grand High Exalted One retrieves Grimm's International Championship and heads for the back. Leaving the match in the hands of Lantlas, Phinehas exits the ring to give chase. Still the legal men, Tyrone Little has no choice but to start counting them out.

1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9...10!

Two more men have been counted out of this match. Basilisk disappears to the backstage area, still in possession of Grimm's International Championship. The Lord of Misrule is hot on his trail!

Mark Long: GRIMM and USALI BASILISK have been eliminated!

This leaves only one member from each team. LoKi and Lantlas. And how convenient...they're both already in the ring beating the crap out of each other! The former University of Minnesota national champion catches Lantlas with a brutal STO that garners a two-count! LoKi whips Lantlas into the ropes, but Lantlas reverses. LoKi bounces off the strands and ducks a clothesline attempt. Lantlas catches LoKi on the rebound and presses him high into the air...catching him as he falls with a crazy looking Written Word! Lantlas hooks the leg, and LoKi is just barely able to get the shoulder up before three! The Elven Warrior attempts to lock in the Elven Marksmanship, but LoKi has enough presence to roll into the ropes. Lantlas breaks the attempt as LoKi slowly stands. The World Champion moves in for the kill and walks right into a spinebuster! Pulling Lantlas off the mat by his blue strands of hair, LoKi hoists him into the air and spikes him with the Conviction Buster! LoKi covers and hooks the leg. 1...2...

...Lantlas shoots the shoulder up! The fans roar! Lantlas rolls onto his hands and knees. LoKi sees the opening and he takes it! Latching onto the elf's back, LoKi goes for Valkyrie's Wings! But Anduril fights it and refuses to be forced to the mat! Rather, he steps up to one knee...then fully stands with the Fallen Angel still draped over his shoulders. Horking LoKi into position, Lantlas plants him with the Flame of the West! The Faithful erupt as the Elven Warrior makes the cover for the three-count!

Mark Long: LOKI has been eliminated! The winners…. SEAN RHODES, GRIMM AND LAAAAANTLAAAAS!

Lantlas raises his arms high in victory and receives a huge ovation from the fans. They cheer wholly for him in the absence of the other two members of his team who could be anywhere in the arena by now. In contrast LoKi struggles out of the ring and high tails it up the ramp, staring back toward the World Champion and making a signal that he’s coming for the Warrior Elf’s championship soon.

Winners: Sean Rhodes, Grimm and Lantlas via Pinfall


*CLICK*

Overview
Andy D def. Tyrone Smith via Disqualification
Nacho Grande and Kaijin Shinryu def. Areas and Alan Christopher via Pinfall
Johnny Vivacious def. High Tide via Pinfall
Sean Rhodes, Grimm and Lantlas def. Justin Michaels, Usali Basilisk and LoKi via Pinfall

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Thanks to Hank 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.