T130 Results!

[Murdoc]

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Jerry Andrews: Good evening and WELCOME to PCW’s Trauma Today! I’m Jerry Andrews ...

Al Laiman: ... and I’m the important one, Al Laiman.

JA: We’re coming to you LIVE from the Pure Class Studios in Greenville, South Carolina. Obviously we’re not live at the Pure Class Arena as you’d expect for Tuesday Night Trauma but the truth is: Trauma has already happened! That’s right, unfortunately there was a ... situation ... in the backstage area prior to live broadcast and the feed was irreparably damaged, unbeknownst to all present at the time. The crew and management of Pure Class Wrestling wish to take this opportunity to apologize for the inconvenience this may have caused.

AL: Did YOU get told what caused it? Because I didn’t and I’m kind of a big deal around here. They ALWAYS let me in on things.

JA: Pure Class Wrestling plans to release a statement on the situation in the coming days and until then, speculation is nearly moot. BUT! You’re wondering why we’re here. We’re here because of you, the fans. Once the word spread, thanks to our extensive social media network, those lucky fans in attendance were MORE than willing to provide self-shot camera footage. And even better, our ringside photographers were able to catch ALL of the amazing action and between the Pure Class Entertainment Group and the E! Network ... we feel we can bring you a unique viewing opportunity for Tuesday Night Trauma.

AL: *groan* Does this mean what I think it means ... ?

JA: That’s right. Tuesday Night Trauma: Fan Edition!

AL: I bet half of them couldn’t figure out how to FOCUS ...

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Match One
Non Title Singles Match
Sean Rhodes (World Champion) vs. Grimm
Referee: A.J. Bennett

JA: As you can see from the fan video ...

AL: See? God that thing must have 1 NEGApixel!

JA: AS YOU CAN SEE FROM THE FAN VIDEO ... !

[The video IS slightly grainy, but nothing too hard to decipher as Grimm works Rhodes over with a claw hold in the center of the ring. Rhodes manages to catch hold of the nearest bottom rope to break the hold. Rhodes staggering to his feet, it is apparent that the match has already been in progress for quite some time. Rhodes rushing in to an attempted Grimm clothesline, Rhodes ducks and catches Grimm with a desperate yet still very effective STO ... followed by several stomps and a mounted position.

Rhodes raining down blows onto the Hangtown Horror, it's all Grimm can do to cover up and play a little rope-a-dope, although its' effectiveness is something to be debated. At high enough a vantage point, the fan manages to catch Michael Wryght at the commentary table alongside Al and Jerry.]

AL: That's right, we were joined on commentary by NONE OTHER than 'Mr. Showtime' himself! I'm glad the fan caught that bit of good fortune we had, eh Andrews?

JA: Good fortune for YOU, maybe. UNfortunate for Grimm, however.

AL: Ohhhhhh THAT'S right. It IS right about here that ...

[An unbelievably clear shot of Showtime standing outside the ring, a chair having been hurled onto the canvas. The referee is down in the corner, obviously having caught the wrong end of someone's ... SOMETHING.]

AL: Hahahaha! A clever man that Wryght. Can you believe that Rhodes would've been brazen enough to pick up the chair and use it?!

JA: And use it he did.

[The next snapshot is of Grimm laid out in the middle of the ring, Rhodes standing above him chair in hand ... and the referee on one knee calling for the bell it appears.]

AL: Mr. DumDumDrop got himself disqualified! What a moron. Andrews, when you take out the ref? Take it from me: make sure he's face down on the mat.

JA: I'll keep that in mind ... if I want to be a scoundrel.



Winner: Grimm via disqualification

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Match Two
Triple Threat Match
Nathan Saniti vs. Johnathan 'The Beast' Cable vs. Wasp (Tag Team ©)
Referee: Charles Lim

JA: The next match of the night saw one half of the Tag Team Champions in Wasp take on two of the men he will face at Mass Destruction III, Johnathan Cable and N. Saniti.

AL: Indeed. But did you forget what happened before the match? It's like ... how did he KNOW?

JA: Unfortunately, no recording of what happened exists in acceptable quality so we have obtained a transcript of the events.

[Backstage, Sebastian St. Paul is searching for Johnathan or Victor. He stops several executives and a couple of tech guys and asks them if they had seen either of them, but none had. As SSP moves through the hallways, he comes across Q. He stops dead in his tracks as the two men square off and stare at each other.

“Look... I got some shit going on... “ Sebastian starts to say as Q raises his hands, palms outward.

“Sebastian. I am saddened by your loss. I am sorry, and I hope you overcome your grief swiftly.”

JA: Obviously, you can imagine the confusion running through Sebastian's mind. Quite weird, I'd say ... but an appropriate lead in to ...

AL: Lemme guess. N. Saniti versus yadda yadda yadda. Is that his new call name? I get it, because he's freakin' weird and N. Saniti is just cute. Some of these competitors' parents must HATE them.

JA: I think it's clever. But anywhos, onto the match itself ...





JA: And it's right about here that things get ... WEIRD.

AL: ... ER. WeirdER.

[Victor Bradshaw, Cable's ever-present manager, makes his presence known and begins to poke his nose into the match ... attempting to save this one for Cable as it appears to be going south rather quickly.]

[A jump of the camera and it's Victor Bradshaw's head slamming violently into the canvas by ... a guy in a Spider-Man mask? The man isn't seen long but long enough to have made an impact as he dashes back up the ramp and through the curtain.

AL: Spider-Man. Really? A Ninja Turtle, now this? Give me a break.


[The distraction really not doing much good, Wasp stands to meet Saniti and doesn't even wait for him to turn around before hitting a devastating spear directly in the lower back. Bad timing for him, as going for a cover leaves Cable all the opportunity he needs to drop a vicious pair of knees to the back of the head.]

[Picking up the dazed and staggered Wasp, still doubled over and dropped with a huge Pedigree ... a Waking Nightmare for Wasp that nets 'The Beast' the 1-2-3, the crowd counting along and cheering with the pinfall victory. A raucous bunch and a very excited crowd it seems for the first of two three-way matches on the card.]

JA: And there you saw it, The Beast picks up the pinfall victory in the triple threat match against Nathan Saniti and The Wasp. From the ending sequence, you can really tell how CLOSE it was, Al ... but Cable brought his A-game and it won him the match.

AL: Close? Come on, Jerry. Close only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades and THIS time there were luckily no pins involved.

JA: And let's not forget the Wasp. Quite the veteran, he was able to dominate most of the match and, as you mentioned Al ... Nathan played quite the respectable combatant in the match. He must've been catering to his seemingly dis-illusioned tag team partner, Q.

AL: Respectable? He slipped up a few times in that match, Jerry. And I'VE got the proof!



JA: ... well, he TRIED. All in all, a most gentlemanly showing from Nathan Saniti ... although not quite enough to get the job done.

Winner: Johnathan Cable via pinfall

AL: So. You want to know weird? Weird is a fan taking pictures of the PCW-Tron because it has Johnathan Cable getting beat half to death by a Star-Spangled Stranger.

[Photos of the man in the backstage area, standing over Johnathan Cable with a extendable baton and zip ties in his hand. Cable looking much worse for the wear than he did when he exited the ring and it's all thanks to ... ]

JA: The Citizen. A man calling himself the Citizen lets Sebastian St. Paul go as he does God knows what to Johnathan Cable.

AL: Sebastian has had a VERY odd week and he was lucky to be let go.

JA: Only time will tell what this ... CITIZEN ... will bring.

[Murdoc]

Match Three
Genesis Championship Match
Genesis Rules
Eira (Genesis Champion) vs. Tyrone 'Crazy Boy' Smith
Referee: Roberto Garcia

JA: And we're back from commercial break. If you're just joining us, this is the recap of the highly anticipated Tuesday Night Trauma before Mass Destruction III! The next match of the night: Eira defending her Genesis Championship against Tyrone Smith ... 'Crazy Boy'! Eira had some pretty harsh words for Smith in the build-up for their confrontation.

AL: How do you make fun of someone who's crazy? Tell them that they're PRETENDING to be crazy. Makes 'em ... you know ... CRAZY.

JA: Quite possibly not the thing to do to Smith, but Eira has grown confident with each successful title defense and her confidence only grew
with Trauma 130.

[Fan camera view again, this time front and center about three rows back on the far right. As you can see faintly from behind the heads of a few patrons, Eira has Crazy Boy caught in a Muay Thai clinch, eliminating the reach advantage and bringing him in close enough to snap off several knees to the body. Releasing him ... or letting him THINK he's released, Eira pulls him back at the last moment to hurl him across the ring with a light-footed Monkey Flip that rotates him into the corner.]

JA: As you can see, Eira had no problem taking it to the Crazy One, but don't let that fool you. Crazy Boy was able to nearly make a last minute rally as you can see in this clip right ... HERE.

[And another view. Several rows deep and UP from the ring, a slightly top down vantage point sees Crazy Boy spinning round and round with Eira on his shoulders until crashing to the mat with a violently descent from the Crazy Airlines, that wicked Samoan Drop that leaves the champion reeling.]

[Eira struggling to get to her feet, Smith helps her the rest of the way and picks her up into suplex form and begins to spin. Slowly at first ... slowly enough to allow Eira to recognize the predicament and instead of a Crazy Slam, we see Eira slip behind Crazy Boy into a huge reverse lungblower. Recognizing her opportunity, Eira rolls with Crazy Boy's head still between her hands and ... SNOWED IN. Eira wraps Smith's own hands around his neck until, on the verge of passing out, Crazy Boy nods a yes to signal the end of the match.]

JA: Some fast paced action there, Al. Back and forth, really technically sound and filled with counter wrestling. The fans were really into this one. It really set the tone for the rest of the night to come, Al.

AL: I have to agree on that point, Andrews. The crowd was REALLY into this one and it's become quite clear that Eira has started to come into her own in PCW. She has a bright future ahead of her, with a victory like that over a veteran in Crazy Boy. Not to MENTION, she holds a clean pinfall loss over Murdoc. THAT'S an accomplishment in and of itself.

JA: You're right about that, Al.

Winner: Eira via pinfall

JA: Now onto the next bit ...

AL: That's right! Marshall's Law laying down the LAW! Roll the clip.

[No clip is shown.]

AL: What?! Tell me SOMEONE took video of the visionary who's leading PCW into brighter days!

JA: Nope. Afraid not, Al. All we have is several snapshots thanks to our fantastic ringside photographers.

AL: ... I hate the fans. The most important things, they forget. Fine. Show the pictures.



JA: Marshall in the ring with his entourage, it was set to be another edict from above ... hyping the greatest conglomeration of combatants that PCW has ever seen ...

[The second photo ... Justing Kaard HANDING BACK THE JACKET.]

AL: DEFIANCE! After all that Marshall has DONE for Kaard, he turns Skylar Marshall DOWN! The lousy bum. For a minute there, I thought Marshall's Law would absolutely tear INTO Kaard.

JA: That was not to be the case as Marshall simply let Kaard leave! Although, cryptically ... Marshall hinted that Kaard re-think his decision.

AL: And re-think it he should! Not a smart business move, turning down the boss' generosity.

JA: You might be right about that, especially with the main event of the evening being a HARDCORE HELL MATCH for the #1 contendership for the World Championship. Yeah. Definitely not smart at all. Stay tuned and when we come back from the break, we continue re-capping and catching ALL the highlights of Trauma 130!

[Murdoc]

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AL: Welcome back, fans ... we've already seen ONE triple threat match of the evening. Let's get right into the second!

Match Four
Triple Threat Match
Q vs, Sebastian St. Paul vs. High Tide (Tag Team ©)
Referee: Melina Cruz

AL: You know, every match of Q's is instantly recordable. You know why? Because he never does the same thing twice and it's always freakin' weird. BUT. The fans seem to love it. People are talking about the Single Letter Superstar.

JA: Right you are. But people are ALWAYS talking about his two opponents. High Tide, of course, IS one half of the Tag Team champions. You don't have that title if you aren't the best at what you do.

AL: Don't forget Sebastian St. Paul, Andrews. The New Breed have been on a bulldozer like march towards the top since their arrival, and it seems nothing will stop them short of a tag team championship win.

[Fan video from the front row shows the opening of the match, Q bowing Quite respectfully towards Melina Cruz. A truly respectful and gentlemanly gesture, one could imagine Cruz actually blushing if she weren't facing away from the camera.]

AL: Oh come on, he's sucking up to her! What a louse.

JA: I happen to think he's just a nice guy, Al. Of course, it's hard to get far in the ring WARS without a bit of a vicious streak and that might be why Q and N. Saniti ...

AL: Again with the N. Saniti! That's SO stupid sounding.

JA: ... have seemed to be at odds.

[The fan camera action continues, pulling up from the back ground into the foreground, showing the three men jockeying for position. SSP and Tide trying to lay a hand on Q, neither of whom are able to keep hold of him thanks to his advanced footwork and misdirection. The two manage to corner Q and begin to lay IN on the poor guy, not stopping until he is a crumpled heap in the corner.]

JA: Q down ...

AL: What's he going to do, hit them?

[The video shows Tide and SSP going at it, Tide getting pushed around by the larger SSP in a very tangible way ... the height and weight difference readily apparent to the crowd. It’s a few tense moments of struggle, but SSP manages to get the upper hand and manhandle Tide into the corner where Q is slowly beginning to stir. SSP hammering Tide with brutal punches, Q pops in at the most in-opportune time ... grabs a flying fist and twists him in a big circle towards the mat. At the same time, he manages to aim SSP’s flailing body in such a way as to slap Tide with an SSP boot to the face.]

JA: Gotta give him credit, the man has a uniQue offense that pays off more often than not.

AL: I don’t have to give him ANYthing. What kind of fighter doesn’t fight? It makes NO sense!

JA: And therein lay the appeal. But here again, as happened in the first triple threat match of the evening ... things take a strange turn when ...



AL: Annnnnd Spider-Man again. Although this time, we have Victor Bradshaw shouting at the man ... and I quote ... : ‘You think what happened to your boy Wasp earlier was bad? Marshall's Law is about to get TWO PCW TITLES LIGHTER!’ End quote.

JA: Strange happenings in the world of the New Breed, it seems.

[The camera shot is fast-forwarded several minutes to avoid a very inappropriate ogle at a female fan and Q and SSP are going at it in the center of the ring. Q is dancing around avoiding the biggest shots, while SSP is taking stinging but mostly annoying blows until Q slips up and ducks the wrong way. A quick shift in weight and Q is down back first on the mat with a bulldog clothesline. SSP looks as though he’s about to finish Q off ... when out of nowhere ... Tide with the Pirate’s Code and the THREE COUNT!]

JA: Great timing and Tide sneaks one away from Sebastian St. Paul and Q.

AL: Even I have to admit, I’m pretty impressed at Tide’s cunning. The man was nearly about to watch St. Paul snatch a victory ... only to take it for himself! I love it.



JA: We’re getting into the final matches of Tuesday Night Trauma! Our next bout is between two unlikely pairings ...

AL: A veritable pair of Odd Couples, if you will!

JA: ... in Whitey Ford, the International Champion and Gabriel Cross versus North American Champion, MONROE and Rick Majors.

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MATCH FIVE
Non-Title Tag Team Match
“THE Asshole” Whitey Ford (INT ©) & “The Archangel” Gabriel Cross vs. MONROE (N.A. ©) & Rick Majors
Referee: Austin Shaw



AL: There it is, ladies and gentlemen. Rick Majors stiffing MONROE in their scheduled tag team match! That’s how it went down, PCW Faithful. Rick Majors, a hero of the struggle against the ‘evil’ Marshall’s Law ... and where is he? NOWHERE IN SIGHT. Dis-GRACE-ful.

JA: AL!

AL: Okay, okay. You be the judge then.



JA: MONROE was on FIRE for the first bit, but the disadvantage of 2-on-1 was too much even for him to handle.

AL: Definitely, Andrews. It’s a shame, too. It’s a shame that Majors didn’t show up so that Ford and Cross could REALLY prove something. I mean, a handicap match doesn’t really tell you anything. Except the foolishness of the man on the losing end.

JA: And we didn’t get much video of this match, at least not video that we could show ...

AL: That’s because PCW fans don’t understand the intricacies of these newfangled camera-things yet. Come on kids. It’s the 21st century.

JA: ... but we got SEVERAL photos of the match and some audio of the end. We’re going to roll them in slideshow form and play the audio at the end.

[The first is a photo of MONROE fighting for all he’s worth against a firmly in control Gabriel Cross, battling back against a wall of momentum against him. A true testament to the character of MONROE as he fights from under a mounted position. The second photograph comes from with MONROE now in charge of the situation, even managing to drop BOTH men to the mat at once with a surprise double backdrop on what appears to be an attempted double team. Just goes to show that from minute to minute, ANYONE can make a bid for the win.]

[The third photo shows MONROE being distracted by something out in the crowd, Whitey measuring up MONROE from behind. The predatory gleam in his eyes is more than enough to tell the story. The next picture? Whitey covering MONROE for the three count. Quite obviously pleased with himself, Whitey grinning arrogantly and with great reason: two people managed to overcome one.}

AL: A win is a WIN, Jerry. I don’t care how you slice it.

JA: Rick Majors cost his teammate the match!

AL: Of course you’d have to put it THAT way! I’d say ... MISCOMMUNICATION.

JA: Rick Majors managed to find his way down to ringside, distracting MONROE and allowing Whitey to hit the Backtoss Piledriver he’s known for. That’s downright abandonment. And for his trouble, MONROE got to hear THIS snippet as he was recovering in the ring.

... and so MONROE, this was nothing against you. I didn’t skip most of our match because I have anything against you personally and I didn’t return to the ring and disrupt the contest because of you at all. No, I got sick of doing what I’m supposed to do. I got sick of playing the ‘good guy’ and partnering up and competing inside a PCW ring whenever I’m told to. I’m not here to follow orders. I’m here in search of disorder. So I injected a little bit of chaos into our match tonight. I didn’t play by the rules. I made my own rules and my own rules are destruction. Again, MONROE, nothing personal. Nothing at all. This was a business decision.

Whitey Ford... I’m not done with you. Not by a long shot. I’m not done with you until I’ve taken everything away from you. Until you’re dead at my feet begging for mercy. Your downfall will bring about the demise of Marshall’s Law and eventually this company and this entire industry. I’m going to break you. And I’m going to enjoy it.

JA: And with that, he was gone ... dodging security all the way out.

AL: Dodging security because he’s a MENACE, Andrews. Marshall’s Law will take care of it.

Winner:[/i] Whitey Ford and Gabriel Cross defeat MONROE and Rick Majors; Whitey Ford pins MONROE




JA: That’s right, Ace dealt Marshall’s Law a well-deserved wound when it was announced that at Mass Destruction III ... Ace Anderson will be the special referee in the match-up pitting Whitey Ford against Rick Majors for the International Title ad Ace promises to call it right down the MIDDLE!

AL: Lemme tell you what REALLY happened, Andrews. Ace weaseled his way into a prime spot on the pay-per-view when his dream challenge against Lantlas went unanswered. So he went and whined to the Board of Directors while Skylar Marshall was doing his JOB and hyping the pay-per-view at a press conference! That almost sounds like insubordination to me.

JA: Whatever you call it, Ace is now the special referee in the International Championship match. And what an announcement to kick off the sixth match of the evening!

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MATCH SIX
Singles Match
“Mr. Showtime” Michael Wryght vs. Ace Anderson
Referee: Eddie Lane

JA: And here we are, fresh off the heels of Ace Anderson’s big announcement - Anderson squaring off against Michael Wryght!

[Fan cam from halfway back in the crowd from the ring. A little tough to make out, but still doable. Showtime and Ace dueling in the center of the ring, Showtime actually getting the upper hand against the larger Anderson. Several well placed chops followed by a single leg takedown. The big man taken of his feet, Showtime works the ground game ... stifling any advantage that Ace may have thanks to his stature. It’s a sound plan and shows why Wryght is considered so highly to be the favorite in nabbing the World Title at Mass Destruction III.]

[Ace managing to slide out of a full mount position, it’s a bad situation that he’s able to get to his feet ... at least bad for Showtime, who has to endure the brunt of a frontal ambush. It’s this kind of back and forth action that made this match arguably a contender for match of the night as polled by the fans leaving the arena.]

JA: 15 solid minutes of PURE CLASS wrestling action from two of the top Pure Class superstars. The fans were NOT disappointed with THIS contest.

AL: I’ll agree with that, Andrews. It was a TIGHTLY run race, but go on and say it. Who came out on top?

JA: We’ll let the fans see that for themselves ...

[Showtime managing to step back up to the plate and meet Ace’s fists with his own ... Showtime pushes Ace back into the corner and begins laying into him with chops and kicks until Anderson is slumped in a seated position in the corner. It’s a down and dirty fight and Showtime is bringing the fight to Ace. Backing away to the corner, Showtime rushes in to catch Ace with a full on knee-to-face blitzkrieg. Anderson, luckily enough, manages to drop prone and duck under the attack. Slipping behind Showtime, he wraps his arms around Showtime’s waist and snaps off a German suplex that leads to a two count.]

[Ace having full control at this point, it’s Showtime on the receiving end of an end game play. Ace hoisting up Showtime for an Exemplifier, Showtime manages to wiggle out of the hold and slide down Anderson’s back ... hooking the head and arm in a reverse DDT style hold. THE SWEETNESS! Showtime nails a momentum-augmented Sweetness on Ace and after a grueling bout, Showtime manages the pinfall with Ace kicking out just milliseconds too late ... the three count already in the books.]

[Showtime up to celebrate, Ace is left laying in the middle of the ring to gather his bearings under the weight of hearing that final call.]

Winner: Michael Wryght via pinfall

AL: Now THAT was a victory! Showtime can DEFINITELY be proud of THAT one, Andrews. A hard fought effort on Ace’s part, but on this night ... ‘Mr. Showtime’ lived up to his namesake in SPADES and left Ace Anderson behind.

JA: I have to agree with that. Ace showed tremendous skill and determination, but in the end as it was during the whole match ... it was ONE slip that let his opponent take the advantage and ultimately the win.

[Murdoc]

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MATCH SEVEN
Singles Match
Murdoc vs. Andy D
Referee: Steve Shaw


AL: Oh god. THIS match.

JA: That’s right. Quite possibly, coming in just behind the Main Event of the evening ... the most BRUTAL contest of the night.

AL: And let’s be honest here: Andy D put up a VALIANT effort. But, wow. Murdoc was like a man possessed, Jerry.

JA: We pick the match up at roughly the ten minute mark. Andy D has been picking apart Murdoc as best he can ... stemming the constant assault from the much larger Murdoc but not really putting the big man in any serious danger.

[Murdoc wearing down Andy D with a camel clutch, it’s obvious that Murdoc is attempting not only to inflict punishment but ground the more agile Andy D. The speed difference cost Murdoc his last match, he aims to make sure it doesn’t do the same this evening. Andy D somehow finding the will to force his way out from underneath Murdoc, the camera switches feed to another fan recording .. this time closer to the action than before.]

[Murdoc is rocked by several Andy D punches and caught off guard with a high angle and picture-perfect dropkick that staggers the giant. Andy D waits until Murdoc is rising before kicking into high gear and dropping Murdoc back down with a Dragon’s Bite! The Shining Wizard leaving Murdoc prone on his back, Andy D goes for the cover.]

[1 ...

2 ...

... a kickout by Murdoc. Andy D doesn’t look stunned ... only more determined to put the big man down. Murdoc is rising. Slowly, but surely. Andy D waits until Murdoc is on a knee ... and SLAPS THE BIG MAN DEAD IN THE FACE. Murdoc not only is not staggered anymore, but catches a rushing Andy D ... no doubt attempting another Dragon’s Bite ... and plants him with a cradle-to-grave spinebuster that nearly breaks the young man in half. Murdoc INCENSED, he picks And up and hooks him in the ropes. He has nowhere to go to escape Murdoc’s unyielding fury.]

[Double Axe Handle.]

[Another.]

[And another.]

[The referee demands Murdoc back away to release Andy from the ropes but Murdoc refuses, shoves the referee away and continues. The final call? Murdoc is disqualified. The bell sounds with the shrill quality of a cell phone camera recording, but the outcome is nevertheless clear. Andy D has eked out a victory over Murdoc which, up until the end, was one of the more hotly contested matches of the evening.

Winner: Andy D via disqualification

JA: Murdoc. One of the more dangerous competitors on the PCW roster. He’s seemed to take a shine to ruining Andy D’s professional career here lately.

AL: Poor Andy D. He can’t catch a break. Well, at least he has the pay-per-view to look forward to. A Genesis Title shot against Eira.

JA: If he can recover from this assault, I think he may have a sporting chance. He’s been on the cusp SO many times, you gotta believe he’s going to get there. And now we go to our final commercial break and then we’ll be back with the recap of our main event of the evening, The Hardcore Hell match pitting Justin Kaard against Nacho Grande! Stay tuned.

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JA: Welcome back to PCW Trauma Today. If you’re just joining us, you’ve missed an incredible card packed with non-stop action from bottom to top. But boy have you tuned in at the most CONVENIENT of times. It’s time for the Main Event, ladies and gentlemen. INSIDE HARDCORE HELL!

AL: So dramatic, Jerry. And yet ... I can honestly say I’m STILL in complete amazement that these two competitors .... Nacho Grande and Justin Kaard ... are able to come back time and time again to do battle at such a furious level.

JA: The warning graphic is necessary in this instance. What you are about to see can be considered shocking and violent material and may not be suitable for younger viewers. They may want to leave the room. You have been warned. Let’s roll the footage.

[We start out with a fan cam right up close to the cage. Since the parts of the cage with holes put in to allow video access are otherwise blocked, a very menacing and confined feeling is represented with the cell phone camera recording from the outside. A daunting structure and a violent future await for the two men already inside the ring. Both appear healthy and ready to go ... the bell rings ... and the match is underway.]

[And underway with a bang. Both men race towards each other and embrace in pure ultra-violence. A rabid bearhug from two honey badgers ultra violent. The crowd immediately jumps to their feet and the roar is deafening. The feed goes dead and another is found from the multitudes of audience members, this one a bit farther back. Nacho is raking Kaard’s head along the mesh cage. Like a cheese grater slicing strips of flesh from the skull. Kaard bleeding rather profusely after the shredding ... the camera switching again.]



[And on it goes. Back and forth, two gladiators in the middle of the arena ... dueling to what would appear to be the final act ... a fight to the finish. Finish for one, or perhaps both of them. Nacho whipping Justin on the back with a leather strap, followed shortly after by Kaard choking out Nacho. Violence begets violence. And these two are on their games and on the warpath.]

[Twenty agonizing ... earth-shattering ... bone-breaking ... blood-curdling minutes later ... both men are down in the middle of the ring. A photograph showing such a thing, both competitors streaked with blood and gasping for breath. Down in the center of the ring. It takes almost a full minute for them to get to their feet, but in doing so ... stagger at each other until out of the carnage, Nacho has Kaard pinned in the corner. Punch after punch after punch. His hand looks broken. He doesn’t care. Fighting for all he’s worth. It’s a brawl for the ages and Nacho is going to win this thing.]

[Justin balanced on the top rope, Nacho leaps up with a great show of agility and twists in mid-air ... a beautiful hurricanrana that rockets Kaard from the top rope to the outside. The sickening thud is only followed by ANOTHER sickening thud, both bodies planting themselves upon the concrete. It’s down and out for these two, the question being who got the better end of the deal?]

[The question ... is to be left unanswered as a chorus of boos annihilates what had been, up to that point, the loudest stream of cheers anyone had heard in a good long while. And out ... come Marshall’s Law. You had to know it was coming. But now, of all times?! Just when it was so close to being FINALLY done with in a decisive manner. Wasp carrying bolt cutters ... ]

[ ... the feed switches and Wasp, Tide, Showtime and Ford have surrounded Kaard. Like a pack of wild animals, the group is itching to attack when ... a sudden jump ... ONTO NACHO GRANDE. The foursome lay waste to the already wasted Nacho, leaving no doubt as to the status of his next few weeks of PCW commitments. Not Applicable. Justin is surprised to see ... and CATCH ... the varisty jacket hurtling his way. It’s only then that Kaard puts the jacket on and exits the cage ... much to the dismay of the crowd in attendance.]

JA: And there you have it. With Marshall’s Law seemingly behind him once again ... Justin Kaard has locked up the number one contender spot for the World Title. A fantastic match, and a fitting end to a night of Pure Class Action. I’m Jerry Andrews and this is ...

AL: Actually Jerry, I’ll take this one. I’m Al Laiman, that’s Jerry Andrews. And you’ve just visted the Trauma ward!

[The view of the studio is replaced by the final moments of the recording of the evening. Kaard exiting the crime scene while Marshall’s Law continues to work over Nacho Grande until ... all of a sudden ... the arena begins to fog in an orange mist. “Crash” by Decyfer Down will begin to play and ...

... is seen on the PCW-Tron.]

"CRASH! YOU'RE GOING DOWN! WITHOUT A SOUND!"

“THEN I'LL PASS YOU UP, BEFORE I EXPLODE! BREAKING IN TWO! I'LL SEE IT THROUGH!"

"YOU WON'T KEEP ME DOWN WHEN I CRASH THROUGH YOU!"

[The crowd is stunned after an already action packed night and just when a response is about to build and brim over, the video and song cut suddenly and abruptly, just as much so as its’ appearance. Marshall’s Law have backed up in order to get a better view of the screen ... allowing Dave Brandt, head of Pure Class Arena Security, to make the save and pull Nacho from any further unwarranted harm. With Nacho pulled to safely, the screen goes black with the final image being of Marshall’s Law staring with great consternation at the screen beyond the cage.]

***

Overview[/u]
Grimm d. Sean Rhodes via Disqualification
Johnathan Cable d. Nathan Saniti and Wasp via Pinfall
Eira d. Tyrone Smith via Pinfall
High Tide d. Q and Sebastian St. Paul via Pinfall
Whitey Ford & Gabriel Cross d. Rick Majors and MONROE via Pinfall
Michael Wryght d. Ace Anderson via Pinfall
Andy D d. Murdoc via Disqualification
Justin Kaard d. Nacho Grande via exiting the cage in Hardcore Hell[/size]


_{I'd like to thank the people who sent segs in, you know who you are. Get to feedbackin' and get to postin' for the PPV. You have a little under a week and a half. Let's DO THIS!}