Trauma 155 Results!

[Murdoc]

Welcome to YOUR next installment of Pure Class Wrestling’s TUESDAY NIGHT TRAUMA! Tonight is the Last Chance Battle Royal for the coveted last spot in the Icemann Invitational! Plus, we have bad blood galore when the Untouchables take on nemeses Whitey Ford and Loki! Also on the undercard is Nathan Saniti and Kelli Starr (Psychedelica would be a good team name. I like it. I’m calling them that.) vs. Justin Michaels and Stacy Jones. (Since we’re naming tag teams … the S & S Express. Fuck you, I do what I want.) Lastly, Trauma 155 ended on a HELL of a note when Michael Wryght and Rick Majors fought to a complete standstill in the main event. With the last guaranteed spot of for grabs, the match ended in a DRAW! Thankfully, our Fearless Leader announced that the opening contest will be a rematch with no disqualifications, no count-outs … and NO TIME LIMIT. We will have a winner! Let’s kick it down to ringside where we’re set to begin with our opening contest!

Match One

T154 Rematch

Icemann Invitational Qualifier

Rick Majors vs ‘Mr. Showtime ’Michael Wryght (International ©)

_{Referee: Austin Shaw}

The lights go out. Suddenly the sound of guitars pierce through the silence. A spotlight shines on the entrance. The crowd starts to murmur. As the guitars get louder, Rick Majors appears in the entrance way, the spotlight directly on him and no one else. Majors pauses in the entrance way for a moment.

Majors looks down briefly. He then shakes his head, breathes deeply and stares out at the crowd.

["You drink the wise blood
You're gonna hear about it
You'll be taken down brick by brick by brick
Burn the orphanage
You're gonna pay for it
They will purify block by block by block"]

Majors stands at the top of the ramp, looking out around the arena.

["'Demons
Come on
You've got a vision
You're on a mission
Demons
Live on
And when I die, hang me high"]

Majors then slowly walks down to the ring, as the spotlight follows him.

Majors climbs the ring steps and pauses. He turns towards the crowd, standing on the ring apron.

["They're gonna bury you
They're gonna finish
They're gonna stand em up six by six by six
You pull the hood back
I wanna know
Which way will the heavenly go?

Taken down, taken down, taken down"]

He enters the ring, still only lit by the spotlight. He then stands in the centre of the ring, looking out towards the crowd. He slowly starts to circle the ring, stretching and loosening up his body.



["Demons
Live on
And when I die, hang me high

And you will answer to no one else but me"]

The lights in the arena then come back on as Majors circles the ring, awaiting the start of the match.

"Gold on the Ceiling" by The Black Keys begins to blare over the P.A. system and the arena darkens. A single spotlight begins to shine on the entrance way illumination none other than “Mr. Showtime” Michael Wryght. As the beat of the song kicks in, Showtime seems to pay little attention to it as he makes his way to the ring. No pomp, no circumstance ... just that same conflicted looking man sliding into the ring in order to do what some would argue he does best:: put on a show.

The crowd cheer Majors as he stands focused in the ring.

The bell is rung and the contest is begun!

The two men circle each other in what is sure to be an explosive opening match with serious implications. The winner will qualify for the tournament whereas the loser will have to compete again later in the show in a battle royal for the final slot

Quickly, Showtime shoves Majors back into the turnbuckle with a cocky grin, mounting the rope and delivering a sharp and strong set of chops to the chest of Rick Majors that are audible, even through his RM t-shirt. Majors delivers a quick punch to the jugular of Showtime as he pushes him off of him, standing tall and looking his opponent in the eyes before unleashing a furious series of karate blows with both hands and feet, assaulting Wryght’s chest and torso, ending with a swift roundhouse kick that sends the bigger guy to the canvas. Majors getting a big cheer in the process.

Majors takes advantage of the downed opponent, planting some well executed karate-style kicks to the side of Showtime’s abdomen, leaving red streaks across his side with precision. He follows this up by picking the fallen Showtime up by the head and getting him in position for a series of three german suplexes, each hitting expertly, leaving the larger man flat out on the canvas. He tries to pull Showtime up once more but is met with a kick to the midsection, causing him to double over in pain as Showtime bounces off the rope and hits a hard DDT on the winded Majors.

Taking a moment to regroup, Showtime slides out of the ring, looking around under the apron, finding the usual supply of ladders, tables, fire extinguishers etc before grabbing something, sliding it out from under the ring and then climbing back in. He has a lead pipe in his hands and he’s looking to use it! As he got into the ring however, he was met with a swift Superkick from Rick Majors, knocking him back over the ropes to the outside, the pipe falling into the ring and bouncing off the canvas as Rick Majors climbs the turnbuckle. Not one for high flying generally, Rick Majors jumps down out to the floor, hitting an elbow on the downed Showtime with great effect.

Both men laid outside, their chests rising and falling with their breath as they both fought to get the energy to get back into the ring.

COMMERCIAL BREAK
As we’re back from commercials, both men are back in the ring, both wrestling each other for dominance, locked up in a collar and elbow tie up until Majors gets a knee up, kneeing Showtime right in the stomach, knocking the wind right out of him as he gets behind him, grabbing the arms of Wryght, getting him into positon for Tainted Excellence, hitting it with prestige, sending Showtime to the mat as Majors slides on top of him, hooking a leg for the pinfall.

1……

2……

KICKOUT!

He kicked out with force, physically throwing Rick a few feet onto the canvas. Majors bounces off the canvas but quickly recovers, shaking off the cobwebs as he goes to grab Showtime, pulling him to his feet and getting him in position for The Major Impact, clearly wanting to put the beaten Showtime away. He lifts but Showtime reverses in a sheer display of strength, countering the move into a suplex of his own, slamming Majors to the mat. Both men are beaten, sweaty and tired, this win wouldn’t be easy.

Showtime slowly walks to the ropes, reaching down and grabbing the pipe he’d thrown in earlier. He looked down at it and grinned as he stood, legs bent, waiting for Majors to get to his feet.
When he did so, Showtime grasped the pipe in one hand and used it to deliver a strong and well-aimed smack to the center of Rick’s face, hitting his nose, causing it to gush a sudden flow of blood, sending him back to the floor in shock and sudden pain. Showtime quickly makes the cover, hooking the leg for leverage.

1…..

2……

th…..

NO! So close!! He kicks out!

With some crazy fortitude, Rick Majors gets out of the pin and to his feet, wiping the blood from his nose as he slowly got up, charging towards Wryght with a desperate running clothesline but Showtime is too quick and grabs the arm of Majors and instead counters it into a single arm DDT, slamming him down to the canvas, deftly jumping over him and grabbing Major’s legs, pulling him up into THE SPOTLIGHT!!! He locks in the hold, an elevated texas cloverleaf and the face of Rick Majors shows the effect, blood still streaming from his nose, his hair messed up and his face red with anguish and pain. The referee gets down low to check for any tapping. Majors screamed out as he fights, desperately wriggling to try and get out of the hold, his arms flailing, smacking the back of Wryght’s leg until he let go with a squeal of pain from his calf muscle.

Grunting as he shook it off and looked down at Majors, he goes to put the hold in once more, grabbing both of Rick’s feet, this time, as he locks in the move, he starts kicking hard on Major’s back, forcing his body to contort even more than the Spotlight usually does. He locks it in completely and uses his body strength to put pressure on the spine and legs of Rick Majors.

Rick is in agony and tries his best to crawl out of the move but Showtime has him expertly held in place. The refereee drops down to now knee to check once more if there would be a submission. Majors hand falters slowly, shaking as he fought his own body’s desire to tap, trying to fight but then…he taps, three, four…five loud taps on the canvas as the referee rings the bell and Showtime’s music hits. He has won and will be in the Icemann Invitational tournament!!

Winner: Michael Wryght

The bell was rung and Showtime announced as the winner but he is still holding Majors in the Spotlight! Anger on his face and sweat pouring from his forehead, he grasps Rick’s body in the hold as the referee tries to get him to break the hold, pulling at the strong arms of the victor, trying to prise him from his victim

Two more referees rush down to the ring to aid their colleague, all three pulling and yanking at the two men to break the hold, eventually forcing the two apart, Rick Majors body flopping lifeless onto the canvas and Showtime getting to his feet in a rage. He pushes the first referee and goes to the corner of the ring, grinning to himself as he picks up that lead pipe, looking at it menacingly, then looking right back at Majors before walking slowly to the fallen warrior.

With a look of hate in his eyes, Showtime begins laying smack after smack with the lead pipe over the back and shoulders of Rick Majors, making him scream gutturally in pain. This is an incredibly brutal sight. After the seventh pipe shot, he throws the pipe down and stands back, walking slowly to rest on the ropes, grinning at what he had done as he watched EMT’s rush to the ring with supplies and getting Rick slowly onto a stretcher. As they wheel the stretcher up the ramp, the referees follow, leaving Michael Wryght alone in the ring with the pipe and the blood stains on the canvas. That is, until Security come down the ramp, followed by 4 members of the South Carolina State Police!

The security and police surround Showtime in the ring, knowing that the vicious athlete would be a tough man to detain and they’re right. Showtime clenches his fists and looks around the circle of guys, his mouth salivating, clearly ready for a fight. As he looks round though, he slows his movements, he lowers his fists and then finally simply hangs his head silently, allowing the security team to lead him away up the ramp, the crowd a chorus of boos as we head backstage.

****

“Look.”

“It’s very simple.”

“You still owe us a GOOD amount of money.”

Oooooooh. Mafioso talk. What’s this now?

“It’s been suggested to me that I simply file the necessary paperwork in order to have legal proceedings brought against you. And frankly, that was my intent. But, cooler heads have prevailed and I’ve been given a second option that I think would be INCREDIBLY beneficial … and LUCRATIVE … to both of us.” Talking the green stuff. I like how this guy thinks … when he’s thinking.


“I want to offer you a tryout on our roster. Not next week. It’ll take twice that to get the paperwork squared away and the … -achem– … the agents off the company’s case. Now you have two choices. You can either accept this proposal … or you wait for our lawyers to call, followed by a trial that we WILL win.” Pops always told me don’t take a bet when you can’t afford to lose. This sure seems like a lose-lose kind of thing.

I take a few seconds to mull it over, even though I already know what my answer is. That’s the key: wait three seconds until you answer. Makes you look even MORE intelligent. Like I need it. “I … I’d like to think it over, if you don’t mind. This IS a big decision. Contracts and all." Mr. President nods. That stately sort of nod that’s been perfected through years of crappy campaign commercials. “FINE. You have one week and I want an answer. The 14th. Be at PCW Headquarters. Call first, though. Knowing YOU, you’ll be escorted from the building.”

I shake the man’s hand and notice his politico image doesn’t match his limpy little handshake. No wonder he doesn’t get within three feet of anyone except the skirt. Yeah. I love the missus, but scenery is scenery. She understands that. I don’t get all ripshit-macho when she takes a gander at the dude from 12 Rounds.

Looks like I have a decision to make, huh?

****

Match Two

Tag Match

Psychedelica (Nathan Saniti & Kelli Starr) vs. The S & S Express (Stacy Jones & Justin ‘Stormm’ Michaels)

_{Referee: Joseph Buckland}

Psychedelic lights of green and purple brighten the ramp and walkway with no rhyme or reason as ‘White Rabbit’ by Collide plays over the P.A. system. Nathan saunters out of the back as casually as an English Gentleman on a Sunday stroll, cane in hand and hat atop his head. He barely notices the audience reaction. About a third of the way down the ramp, he stops as smoke billows out from underneath him. Just as it envelops him completely, the hat is tossed into the ring where it hovers and begins to spew smoke of its own. As the smoke on the ramp clears, Nathan has disappeared! As the smoke from his hat clears, he appears right there in the center of the ring to await his partner.

As the rapid harpsichord music of Emilie Autmn’s ‘Syringe’ sounds over the PCW loudspeakers, all the arena lights go out save for delicately strobing green lights at the stage area.

Increasing in tempo with the music, they light up a single female figure standing at the top of the ramp. With the heavy pulse of the bass kicking in, multicolored lights begin to flicker and strobe in a rainbow of chaos as Dollface makes her energetic way to the ring. She slips under the bottom rope into the ring as the frenetic rave-like lighting continues, dancing in the ring as she waits patiently for her opponents.

“The Other Side” by Sirenia plays softly through the speakers as darkness falls in the arena, then the lights go up once more when the music hits harder and ice blue pyrotechnics shoot into the air as Stacy Jones makes her way to the ramp. She keeps her eyes fixated on the ring and tightens her wristbands as she heads down slowly, smiling as she hears the boos and heckles of the crowd.

As she approaches the ring, she steps between the ropes and rests against a turnbuckle as she waits for the final competitor in the match: her tag team partner.

The arena lights dim down to a gentle glow and the sound of pouring rain fills the arena to the brim as an orange fog begins to cover the entrance way. Hardly containing themselves already, the fans start to rise to their feet as a sudden bright flash of orange lights flood the crowd before a deafening crash of thunder rattles the foundation and leaves the arena in darkness. The pre-chorus rift to "Crash" by Decyfer Down instigates a small riot amongst those in attendance as orange flashes, like lightning, illuminate the way for the Force of Nature, and Justin Michaels appears through the curtain and onto the stage.

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

Justin plays to the cheers of the fans from atop the ramp, and marches back and forth while interacting with those in attendance. He nods his head and points towards the fans recognizing all the support they provide before turning his attention back to the ring, and starts to make his way towards the squared circle.

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

Having made it to ringside, Stormm patrols around to the opposite side of the ring and gives a salute to the fans as he hops up onto the apron and climbs through the ropes before motioning to the crowd once more.

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

Justin immediately scales the nearest turnbuckle to raise his hands into the air for all to see. The flash bulbs surge throughout the arena as the orange lights brighten back to the venue's usual lighting. Justin repeats his actions and poses on the turnbuckle in the opposite corner before hopping down from the corner as his music fades out, but the overwhelming applause does not as he stands the ready for his match.

The bell rings.

The match starts off with Nathan Saniti facing off against Stacy Jones. The two lock up and Nathan knees Stacy in the stomach. With her doubled over, he grabs her and hits her with a snap suplex. As Jones gets to her feet, Saniti jumps up and hits her with a hurricanrana!

Nathan Saniti then covers Jones, but only gets a two-count.

He then backs her up into his corner and hits her with a stiff kick to the chest before tagging in. Kelli Starr. Kelli pulls Stacy out of the corner and works her over with a few elbows to the head. Kelli Starr then throws Stacy Jones across the ring and goes for a clothesline. Jones ducks under it, rebounds off of the ropes and she hits Kelli with a clothesline of her own.

Stacy Jones now pulls Kelli up and she Irish whips her into her corner. Jones now reaches out to tag Stormm, but Kelli Star bursts out of the corner and prevents the tag from happening. Starr now drops Jones down to the mat with a clothesline and she makes her way over to Nathan Saniti and tags him into the match.

Before Saniti can get to Jones, Jones finally manages to tag Stormm into the match. It doesn’t matter though as Stormm steps through the ropes and he’s hit with a dropkick from Nathan. Saniti then Irish whips Stormm across the ring and into Saniti and Starr’s corner. Nathan then runs at Stormm, hitting him with a running knee in the corner.

Saniti and Starr display some good teamwork in the corner as the two momentarily double team Stormm before the referee breaks it up. Saniti then tags in Starr. Kelli Starr enters the ring, but suddenly Stormm hits her with a kick to the midsection. He then DDTs her down to the mat. He makes his way over to his corner, but suddenly Stacy Jones runs into the ring! She runs across the ring and hits Nathan Saniti with a dropkick, sending him off of the apron!

The referee grabs Jones and he escorts her back to her corner. Stormm, battered but unable to tag in his partner, is hit with a stiff forearm to the face by Kelli Starr. She then takes him down to the mat with a reverse Russian leg sweep. At this point Saniti returns to the apron and Starr tags him into the match.

Saniti pulls Stormm up, sets him up and he hits him with a sit-out powerbomb. He goes for a cover, but Stormm kicks out at two.

Saniti pulls him up once again. Stormm blocks a punch and he sends Saniti down to the mat with a punch of his own. Stormm now finally gets to his corner and he’s able to make a tag.

Stacy Jones enters the match once again. Saniti charges at her, but she dodges out of the way. She then sets him up and suplexes him down to the mat. Jones goes for a cover and gets a two-count.

The two competitors get back to their feet. Stacy Jones suddenly leaps up and she hits Saniti with a flying head scissors! Stacy Jones now stands up and she looks out to the crowd, raising her arms in the air. Saniti rolls over to his corner and he tags in Kelli Starr.

As Starr enters the ring, she charges at Stacy Jones with a clothesline. Jones notices and the two competitors both hit with simultaneous clotheslines, leaving both competitors down on the mat.

Slowly each woman starts to crawl to her respective corner. Starr gets to hers first and she tags in Nathan Saniti. Jones gets to her corner but, instead of tagging in Stormm, she pulls herself up the ropes and turns her attention to Nathan Saniti.

Stormm is visibly frustrated.

Saniti and Jones lock up. Saniti suplexes Jones down to the mat. He then pulls her up and sets her up for another suplex. This time she blocks the move and reverses it into a suplex of her own! Jones now stands up and she once again raises her arms in the air, looking out at the crowd.

Perhaps feeling that she is wasting valuable time, Justin Michaels angrily drops off of the apron and he throws his arms up into the air. Stacy Jones turns to face him and he turns his back to her and walks away from the ring. Stacy Jones is outraged.

Suddenly, Nathan Saniti grabs her and he hits her with the UNREALITY CHECK while she’s distracted! He then goes for the cover!

1.…

2.…

3!!!

Winners: Psychedelica (it’ll catch on, trust me)

Kelli jumping in to celebrate the victory with Nathan, the two are standing tall and playing to the crowd with great fervor. The crowd responds with heaps upon heaps of cheers as Stacy Jones is left to roll out of the ring to make her way to the back as we head to our first commercial break of the evening!

[Murdoc]

Match Three

Tag Match

Eira & Murdoc vs. ‘The Asshole’ Whitey Ford (World ©) & LoKi

Referee: Tyrone Little

The crowd’s noise lapses into a wave of hushed murmurs.  We back from commercial as Audiomachine’s “Xerxes” kicks in over the PCW loudspeakers. The steady thump of the bass fills the arena like a heartbeat. And it's on one of these thumps that the lights go out, plunging the crowd into total darkness with a complete blackout as the music continues it’s relentless march. A blackout that can only mean ONE thing...

BOOM!!

...the final pulse of bass explodes and the lights flash back on to find Murdoc standing at the top of the ramp. The lights are still dim as "Dystopic" by Position Audio begins to play over the PCW speakers. The somber opening notes soon joined by a heavy drumbeat, gradually augmented into what sounds like a full orchestra. At 0:41 when the vocals begin, a 20 foot pillar of purple flame explodes out of the center of the stage, the roaring fire screaming up to the rafters as smaller flames burst alight and race towards the ring. The conflagration dies down, and twin purple spotlights angle in to reveal Eira standing absolutely motionless, one leg crossed in front of the other, arms outstretched, and head tipped back in a mockery of the Crucifixion against the behemoth Murdoc.

Completely ignoring everything and everyone around her, Eira stares straight ahead, her gaze fixed on the ring with a malevolent intensity. Ditto for him. The pair walk in tandem, making it to the ring at their own leisure. He pulls himself up onto the apron and parts the ropes for her as she makes her way towards him. She steps in and he steps over. The pair casually moves to a corner to disrobe and prepare for the match … Eira standing in front of Murdoc like a wardstone.

"This is Gonna Hurt" begins to play as the arena goes dark and smoke begins to fill the stage. Multi-colored lasers strobe in time with the beat, revealing a silhouette in the smoke. As the music picks up an explosion rocks the stage, clearing the smoke and revealing Loki. Loki strides confidently down the ramp as the audience cheers, half way down the ramp he breaks into a sprint and slides under the bottom rope.

Once in the ring, Loki springs to his feet and runs at the back rope. Bouncing off the rope, Loki comes back to the front, with his arms raised, crossed at the wrist. Pyros launch in sequence from the turnbuckles as Loki holds the pose. As the music dies down, Loki retreats to the corner and waits for his opponent.

The southern style guitars play over the PA system as strobe lights and the PCWtron flash white light to the beat of the bass drum. When ‘Bad Man’ by Bobaflex picks up a bit, Ford slowly walks out onto the stage, arms stretched out wide to embrace whatever reaction the crowd gives him; he's not there for their amusement anyway. Whitey doesn't take his eyes off his opponent as he continues his slow route to the ring, arms still out by his sides and Johnny Veigns in tow. He climbs up the steel steps and vaults over the top rope, waiting in his corner patiently until he can go to work.

The bell rings and the match begins with Loki facing off against Murdoc. The two competitors meet in the center of the ring. They lock up and Loki quickly switches his grip, locking Murdoc in a headlock. Murdoc breaks free by driving his elbow into Loki’s spine. The two men face each other once more. Murdoc swings a right hand, but Loki blocks it. He then responds with a big right hand of his own.

Loki now pulls Murdoc up and he hits him with a scoop slam.

Meanwhile, Whitey Ford has dropped off of the apron and walked around the ring to the time-keepers’ table. As Loki turns his attention to his partner, Murdoc hits him from behind with a clothesline to the back of the head. Murdoc pulls Loki up now and he Irish whips him into the corner. At ringside, Whitey Ford has gotten his hands on a microphone. As Murdoc unloads on Loki in the corner, Whitey starts to mockingly give play-by-play.

“Oh man! Murdoc delivering a series of rights and lefts to Loki! This is an assault! An assault on Loki by God!”

Murdoc now tags in Eira as Whitey Ford returns to the apron, microphone in hand. Loki steps out of the corner and he charges at Eira, knocking her down to the mat with a clothesline.

“Lucky shot there by Loki and Eira is down! ”

Loki pulls Eira up, but Eira knees him in the stomach. She then drops him down to the mat with a DDT!

“And Loki’s head driven through the mat! I’m not sure how he’ll be able to continue!”

Eira goes for a cover, but she only gets a two count.

“Somehow – SOMEHOW – Loki kicks out!”

Eira pulls Loki up to his feet. She Irish whips him off of the ropes and goes for a dropkick. Loki dodges it and Eira hits the mat.

“Both competitors are struggling to compete here tonight!”

Loki now set Eira up and he hits her with a running powerslam. He goes for a cover, but gets two.

“Another kickout! This is just....”

Whitey Ford is cut off as Loki walks over to his corner. He angrily holds his hand out to Whitey, looking for a tag.

“Now I think Johnny Veigns is going to take this one.”

Whitey Ford’s bodyguard steps up off of the floor and onto the apron. He tags himself into the match and steps through the ropes. Referee Tyrone Little quickly puts a stop to this, sending Johnny out of the ring. Eira takes advantage of this situation and, as Loki turns around, she hits him with a hurricanrana into a pinning combination! Loki kicks out at two once again.

Eira gets to her feet and she tags in her “Untouchable” tag team partner. Murdoc steps into the ring. Eira holds Loki briefly and Murdoc kicks him in the stomach, doubling him over. The referee prevents additional double-teaming and he demands that Eira leaves the ring. She obliges. Murdoc now pulls Loki up to his feet. He then sets him up and drives him into the mat with a piledriver. Murdoc now pulls Loki up, lifts him onto his shoulder and he drops him onto the turnbuckles with snake eyes!

“OUCH! Take it easy on him, he’s only a boy!”

Murdoc with a cover and Murdoc gets a two count.

Murdoc now pulls Loki up and he sets him up for another piledriver. Loki reverses the move and he hits Murdoc with a big back body drop! Loki now instinctively crawls to his corner. Once again, Whitey Ford drops off of the apron and Johnny Veigns takes his place.

Having seen enough of this, the referee orders that Jonny Veigns leave the ringside area as the crowd cheers! Outraged, Whitey Ford tries to leave with him. However, the security that has been posted around ringside prevent Whitey Ford from leaving. Ford angrily returns to the ring, but he won’t return to the apron. Instead, he sits on a steel chair at ringside with his back to the action.

Inside the ring, Murdoc is back on his feet and he tags in Eira. Eira and Loki meet in the center of the ring. Loki gets the initial advantage and he backs Eira into a neutral corner. He swings at her, but Eira dodges the move. She then shifts her weight and suddenly Loki has his back to the corner and she is in control. She unloads with a series of right hands to Loki’s chest.

He now reverses positions once again and then he starts to unload on Eira. He pulls her out of the corner and goes to Irish whip her across the ring. She reverses it and sends Loki crashing into the turnbuckle instead.

Eira now tags in Murdoc. Loki steps out of the corner and Murdoc charges at him, hitting a high impact clothesline! Murdoc then goes for the cover, but Loki kicks out at two.

Murdoc pulls Loki up. He Irish whips him into the ropes. Loki ducks a clothesline and he rebounds off of the ropes. He then flies at Murdoc with a dropkick! Murdoc ducks it and he runs off of the ropes himself. As Loki gets back to his feet he’s hit with a running double axe handle! OBLIVION!

Murdoc with a cover... and a three count!

Winners: The Untouchables

The Untouchables celebrate in the ring while Whitey Ford returns to his feet. He starts to make his way into the ring to get the jump on the victors, but Eira charges at him! Whitey ducks out of the ring and he runs to ringside. He manages to get behind the security guards that are stationed there.

The guards prevent Eira from getting through, which gives Whitey Ford the opportunity to taunt her from behind the guards as the show heads to commercial!

[Murdoc]

Main Event

Last Chance Battle Royal

Participants (not necessarily in order):

-Grimm

-Wasp

-Cory Steel

-Eden

-Sapphire

-Gem

-Andy D

-Tyler Scott

-High Tide

-Crazy Boy

-Rick Majors

-Alexa Black

_{Referees: Manny Cruz; Marcos Cruz; Eric Russo; Eddie Lane}

We’re back from our final commercial break of the evening! No more interruptions, the Last Chance battle royal IN ITS’ ENTIRETY. All eleven PCW Superstars stand in the ring, prepared for the match to start. Mark Long is standing in the middle of the crowd of competitors.

Ladies and gentlemen, this is YOUR main event of the evening.

The crowd pops.

The following match is an over-the-top, “Last Chance” Battle Royal. The winner of this contest will advance to the next round of The Icemann Invitational Tournament and face-off against Kelli Starr at Trauma 156!!

Jerry Andrews: Looks as if we're going to have a special guest here at ringside with us to call this match-up.

The sight of Whitey Ford hopping the barricade is enough to give all the competitors pause.

Ace Anderson: In typical Whitey fashion he did pull himself out of the previous match, leaving LoKi all alone to contend with The Untouchables. As you guys saw earlier, the numbers game was just a bit too much for the former World Champion.

When he finally makes it into position, he places the World Championship across the commentators' table and begins to sit as he puts on his headset.

Whitey Ford: Hello, is this thing on?

Ace Anderson: Sure is, Champ.  Did you give Eira the slip?

Whitey Ford: Ace, do me a favor and don't breathe on the title. I don't want your injury to be contagious. Speaking of, how the hell did you let Monroe of all people end your career? That's like letting a person from Massachusetts have children. Oh, wait...

Ace Anderson: Watch yourself, Ford. I may not compete anymore, but I can still throw a mean punch.

Whitey Ford: So now you're threatening me? The lack of respect from Pure Class personnel is astonishing. Just try and be professional for once, will ya?

Mark Long begins to move his way through the group of wrestlers and then exits the ring. As soon as his feet hit the floor, the bell is heard and the match starts.

DING! DING! DING!

As soon as the bell rings, Gem delivers a swift, precise kick to the back of Wasp's head and it causes the former tag team champion to fly out of the ring. Manny Cruz is right there and acknowledges Wasp's elimination.

Wasp has been eliminated!

The sudden elimination surprise all of the competitors, who all kind of just stand there. All of them except Gem; she springs into action, leaping into the air and striking Tyler Scott with a flying forearm smash. Gem's action immediately sparks life into everyone and all the competitors begin brawling with each other.

Jerry Andrews: It's a free-for-all in the ring, right now. Fists are swinging and legs are kicking.

Whitey Ford: So, in essence, a typical PCW clusterfu-

Jerry Andrews: ...We're live on the air, Whitey! I don't think you can say what you were about to say.

Whitey Ford: ...uck. Live? Like I give a shit. Actually, I'd prefer not to be censored anyway. Just have them bill me.

Ace Anderson: Weren't you saying something about professionalism earlier, Ford? Want to try and have some now?

Tyler Scott has just been eliminated!

Jerry Andrews: Guys, I hate to ruin your squabble, but you guys missed the call. Crazy Boy just tossed Tyler Scott over the top rope.

Indeed Tyler Scott had. In the course of just a few moments, the match is down two combatants. The Superstars are now starting to get into a groove and are pairing off: newcomers Eden and Sapphire are battling it out; Andy D and Gem, two of the smaller competitors in the ring, are battling with every ounce of fight in them; Cory Steel and High Tide are slugging it out; and now Tyrone Smith is getting clobbered on by “The Hangtown Horror” Phinehas Grimm. Rick Majors is in the corner, leaned up against the turnbuckles to ease the strain on his body.

Jerry Andrews: Who do you think the favorite to win it is, Ace?

Ace Anderson: I wouldn't put my money on anyone other than Grimm. He's a former multiple-time World Champion and let's not forget that he was the winner of the inaugural Deadly Rumble, which gives him a ton of experience, credibility, and confidence going into a match like this.

Whitey Ford: Do you know what Grimm and Ace Anderson have in common? I beat them both.

Ace Anderson: One more wise crack, Whitey. Just one more.

Whitey Ford: Ace Anderson didn't frighten me when he was healthy. Why do you think I'd be frightened by his threat as a cripple? But back to what I was saying. I'll say what I want, how I want, when I want, to who I want. Know why?

Why’s that, Whitey? Oh … cat got your tongue?

Whitey finds himself yanked out of the announcer’s chair and OVER the barricade into the crowd. The sudden application of momentum is enough to catch EVERYONE off-guard, but ESPECIALLY the World Champion. As Whitey stands to his full height once more, he’s come face to face with …

… Eira! Precise … VICIOUS shots. She’s aiming to make it hurt. The cold and steely gaze, the methodical pace. It looks as though she’s been studying up on Murdoc’s playbook! Whitey backs off immediately, beginning a retreat through the crowd with Eira HOT on his heels. The crowd is on its’ feet to see where they end up taking the battle, but let’s not forget that we have a battle going on in the ring!

Cory Steel is still battling it out with High Tide in the corner, although now it looks like Cory is getting the upper hand and has Tide up over the top. He’s muscling the man out but Tide is hanging on, scraping and clawing to stay alive! He manages to boot Cory back and away, but just as he lands on the apron … BIG BOOT! Cory nails Tide with a HUGE running boot that sends the young man flying off into the barricade at ringside!

High Tide has been eliminated!

We’re down three and the match is still going strong!

Eden and Sapphire have taken up residence in the corner closest to the announcer’s table, Alexa Black is on the prowl. As some new blood, it’ll be interesting to see what this young lady has to offer! Sapphire going to force Eden over the top rope, Eden is wiggling and fighting. She’s making it near impossible for Sapphire alone to oust her from the ring. In comes Alexa Black, spying a PRIME opportunity to up her odds and make a strong showing of herself in her debut match!

As she moves over to the pair, Eden throws a kick back towards the oncoming Alexa and stalls her out. The decidedly taller grappler staggering away just for the moment, Eden is able to slide back into the ring … her feet coming to rest on the bottom rope. Sapphire is holding her up, keeping her from getting ALL the way back into the ring. Several stiff shots from Eden before … HURRICANRANA! Eden wraps her legs around Sapphire’s head and attempts to drag the woman out to the floor!

Sapphire is holding on, laying stomach first on the top rope. Eden is using ALL her weight to try and pull her the rest of the way over. And Alexa is … right there to force the two over the top by grabbing Eden’s legs and hefting her up. The crowd is shocked, the raw power from Alexa Black is stunning! The crowd goes wild for the newcomer and she takes a moment to enjoy the adulation of the fans.

Eden has been eliminated!

Sapphire has been eliminated!

That one moment … is one moment too long.

Cory Steel come from out of NOWHERE and absolutely HAMMERS Black with a lariat to the back of the head. The force is enough to stumble Alexa and Cory pushes her up and over the top rope! Alexa, however, has enough presence of mind to catch herself on the apron before she leaves. Cory turning around to face a dashing Gem! Target locked on, she takes aim and … a sliding basement dropkick! She’s going for the knees! A split second decision and Cory hops up over the kick, letting Gem slide through and force Alexa Black the rest of the way out!

Alexa Black has been eliminated!

Cory on the descent, there’s … Crazy Boy?! Not even letting Cory hit the mat, Crazy Boy catches the Bear in MID-AIR with a dropkick that sends him tumbling to the outside!

Cory Steel has been eliminated!

The crowd is amazed at the absolute athleticism of all the participants here tonight!

It’s non-stop action! Not TOTAL Non-Stop Action, but it’s close. Semi Non-Stop Action. Gem is back on her feet and instantly whips Crazy Boy across the ring! Grimm stops him with a drop-toe-hold … with Andy D landing a beautiful jumping knee drop to the back of the skull! Grimm goes to finish the job and hurl Crazy Boy out but Gem literally FORCES her way past him and lands a beautiful Shining Wizard to the shoulder blades of Crazy Boy …. The momentum sending him up … and DOWN!

Tyrone Smith has been eliminated!

Gem looks over at Grimm and stares a hole straight through him, almost as if to warn him about trying to poach her kills.

Better not slow down. You have momentum on your side. Might wanna keep it …

… oooh.

Andy D is FINE with the lass getting her kill. He’s even fine waiting until she turns around. Like a proper gentleman, manners can be SO important. That’s why it’s not until she’s full face-front before unloading a HUGE Dragon’s Bite! Gem forced right back to the ropes, the angle is not extreme enough to knock her up and over, but it’s a small issue to resolve as he dashes at her with a shuffle side kick that catches her flush under the jaw. The force enough to force her over the top, she’s hanging on the whole way down … but cannot manage to keep her grip and tumbles out to the floor below!

Gem has been eliminated!

The crowd lets a wild cheer rise, in part to Andy’s elimination and the other in part to Gem’s unbelievable showing in the battle royal. Don’t be surprised if Gem isn’t moving up the ladder after her performance in this match. Andy D turns back and …

… no. NOT another elimination, smart-ass.

But look who’s left in the ring.

Rick Majors.

Andy D.

Grimm.

We’re down to the final three!

The match has been quick paced thus far but now with the end SO close in sight, it’ll be MUCH easier to drop the pace. One wrong move could spell disaster. These three competitors KNOW that. The newer blood looked to make an impact; they did. The match had a LOT of impact! Lots of sudden reversals, lots of counters. Lots of boom-boom-boom elimination. But to the seasoned PCW stars, stow and steady nearly ALWAYS puts you in the end picture. And this is where we find ourselves.

Grimm and Andy IMMEDIATELY rush Rick Majors, taking advantage of the unspecified injuries he sustained earlier in that BRAZEN assault from Michael Wryght. Majors NORMALLY would have trouble fending off such an attack … but this time, he REALLY is in no position to defend himself. Being forced back against the ropes, he manages to wrap an arm around the bottom rope as Grimm goes to pick him up and finish the job.

But Andy D has other plans and takes the fight to Grimm?!

Sound thinking really. Leave the injured chap to the final two, easy victory. But he has to get through GRIMM first. Kind of a crap shoot really. Probably best to focus on Grimm right now. Biggest threat and all.

Andy D and Grimm battling it out, it’s a war of fists and feet. No one really wants to be committed to a grappling game with so many chances at an error. Best to play it safe and wear down the opponent with a blitzkrieg of strikes. And the fastest of the fast, Andy D is quick to take control of the striking game. Not letting Grimm flank him, keeping on the move … Grimm dives for the legs in a surprise attack but Andy hops up and over Grimm. Landing nimbly, Andy turns to face a rising Grimm. Majors sneaks up behind Grimm with a huge knee to the lower back, staggering the Lord of Misrule! Andy is quick to whip Grimm across the ring to the ropes.

Grimm stopping any momentum by latching onto the top rope and hunkering down to preserve a low center of gravity … he’s waiting. Waiting for Andy to follow up with some rush attack. Instead, Andy goes for the suddenly present Rick Majors and finds a fiery assault that NO ONE expected! Rick Majors swinging for the fences, he’s adrenalized and spitting in the face of Michael Wryght and his own injuries. Fighting through the pain! He’s got Andy D taken off-guard!

The crowd senses the shift in momentum … it’s ANYONE’S match!

The buzz grows as Rick Majors forces Andy D to the ropes, but an unfortunate stray haymaker to the lower back from Grimm is enough to derail any further momentum. Andy resting for just a moment against the top rope, Grimm pounces like a hungry mountain lion … but Andy throws himself over the tope rope and onto the apron?! This may not be the WISEST course of action but he manages to avoid the brunt of Grimm’s attack!

As Andy lays in the shots from the outside …

… the P.C.W speakers come to life.

An unfamiliar song begins to filter into the arena.'Galactic’ by New Nobility begins its’ aural assault, the shredding and out-there guitar riff breaking the concentration of the entire audience! Turning their attention to the entrance, it can be only one person …

DEREK COSMOS!

The man himself finally making his appearance in the Pure Class Arena, he looks … SUPREMELY underwhelming. A small and weaselly looking gentleman, much in the vein of a Brad Maddox type … begins making his way to the ring. Andy D and Grimm still fighting at the ropes, neither paying much attention to the new arrival … it’s hard for Andy NOT to pay attention. A tenuous link between the two thanks to the 2Guys, it HAS to be crossing Andy’s mind: what the hell is Cosmos doing out here RIGHT NOW?!

Andy paying no mind to the rapidly approaching Cosmos, he manages to stagger Grimm with a knee to the gut and hooks the head and arm … he’s going to suplex Grimm over the top rope! Managing to heft him up, Grimm kicks and struggles, fighting his way back to the canvas. A second time with the same outcome. Grimm goes to lift Andy but Cosmos grabs Andy’s ankles before Andy can be lifted too far! He’s helping Andy! The two men using all their might to stay alive, Grimm breaks away from the hold with a violent shove and …

Andy D has been eliminated!

… the sudden change in balance forces Derek Cosmos to pull Andy D from the apron to the floor below.

The crowd is in shock at the sudden and anti-climactic elimination.

Andy D can’t help but stare daggers straight through Derek Cosmos. Derek looks absolutely bewildered himself, he was only out to help the D-meister! The drama unfolding on the floor, Grimm is watching with no real interest and turns to Rick Majors for a final elimination AND the win …

… and Rick Majors rushes Grimm with a huge clothesline that sends both men flying over the top rope! Both men avoiding the floor by hanging on for dear life, it’s a mirror image as they both ‘skin the cat’ and pull themselves back into the ring. Rick Majors, however, is one milli-second quicker and lands on the canvas inside the ring, catching Grimm as he re-enters and using all his might to shove Grimm back over the rope …

Grimm has been eliminated!

… and to the floor below.

Grimm landing at Andy D’s feet, the crowd explodes in a huge cheer for the sudden finish to the Last Chance battle royal! Rick Majors has overcome unbelievable odds and STILL manages to make it to the next stage of the Icemann Invitational. Rick Majors celebrating in the ring as the pyro explodes overhead, the last image we get is one of a battered and beaten Rick Majors defying all reason and fighting his way towards the next level … standing tall in the middle of the ring as we fade to black.



-CLICK!-



<sub>Michael Wryght def. Rick Majors
Psychedelica (Nathan Saniti & Kelli Starr) def. The S & S Express (Justin Michaels and Stacy Jones); Nathan pins Stacy
The Untouchables (Eira & Murdoc) def. Whitey Ford & Loki; Murdoc pins Loki
Rick Majors wins the Last Chance Battle Royal, last eliminating Grimm.

Order of Elimination:
Wasp by Gem.
Tyler Scott by Tyrone Smith.
High Tide by Cory Steel.
Eden & Sapphire eliminate each other.
Cory Steel by Gem.
Tyrone Smith by Gem.
Gem by Andy D.
Andy D by Grimm (& Derek Cosmos).
Grimm by Rick Majors.

A quick shout-out to the Boss himself for tackling the first part of the Battle Royal, and a very big thanks to all the mules AND roster members for putting up with such a late results posting. Next week should be easier, so let’s get ready to go home! Living a Legacy is just around the corner! GET FUCKING AMPED!</sub>