Post by Rick Majors on Sept 24, 2016 15:25:47 GMT -5
Thursday September 22nd, 2016
The show opens with a cheering crowd of PCW Faithful ready for another night of action. The shot swoops over the ring which is, thankfully, not on fire right now, and over to the announce table where Jerry Andrews and Ace Anderson are seated.
Jerry Andrews: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to PCW Trauma! I'm Jerry Andrews alongside Ace Anderson and, look, there are currently no fires taking place in the arena!
Ace Anderson: What a weird period of time we're going through when 'no fires' is considered strange.
Jerry Andrews: Speaking of weird situations, I think I hear the music of Buck Brochamp!
Ace Anderson: Oh God. Are we trying to lose viewers?
Jerry Andrews is right as "Party Rock Anthem" by LMFAO blares throughout the arena. Out walks the really muscular Buck Brochamp. He's not on steroids. He's buff and the fans just love him for it. He walks down to the ring as expensive loud fireworks shoot off all around the arena for the entrance of the Broski. His biceps are huge and he's real tan as he climbs in the ring ready to crush his opponent into nothing or dust.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the following triple threat match is scheduled for one fall, introducing first, from Mancave Junction, Nevada, "The Broski", "Hammer Jacked", and "American Wet Dream": BUCK BROCHAMP!
"God of Thunder" by Kiss begins to play. Just as the music begins Hollis emerges from the back. He walks down the ramp and climbs the steps before entering the ring, a sly smirk on his lips.
"And his first opponent, from Jacksonville, Florida: Hollis!"
“Dead Flowers” by the Rolling Stones begins to play as the sounds of thunder echo through the crowd, flashes of lightening strike the ramp, and some in the crowd missing fans. The hammering of whirling wind and pound rain fill the rest of the silent void. As the storm builds up the arena becomes a dance of tie dye colors.
*Boom!*
A big strike of lightening hits the center of the ring and when the daze of bright light fades, BONES is squatted down in the middle of the ring, a big smile on his face, and he leaps towards the turnbuckles landing on the bottom rope. He pulls himself to the top and sits waiting. Outside the ring stand Alexa Black, Baby Jenks and the Shaw Brothers, BONES' Darkness partners.
"And, accompanied by The Darkness: BONES!"
Triple Threat Match
BONES vs Hollis vs Buck Brochamp
Referee: Nigel Gale
BONES vs Hollis vs Buck Brochamp
Referee: Nigel Gale
Suddenly... ”(Hard Dance) Hero (Monstercat Release)" by Pegboard Nerds (feat. Elizaveta) comes shimmering out of the PCW loudspeakers as rainbow spotlights flicker over the entryway.
“Hero hero...
Hero hero...
Hero hero...
I wanna be a hero, hero...”
Hero hero...
Hero hero...
I wanna be a hero, hero...”
The bass kicks in and the multicolored spotlights snap to the top of the ramp, neon pink pyros sparking off as Dollface appears! Dancing and bouncing she makes her way to the ring, posing for selfies with fans, giving high fives, having herself a rave party on her way! She reaches ringside and hops up onto the apron, wiping her boots before stepping between the ropes and playing it up for the crowd as she grabs a microphone
Ace Anderson: What the hell is Kelli Starr doing out here?
Jerry Andrews: She has a microphone, so it looks like we're about to find out!
Kelli Starr: I know there's supposed to be a match taking place right now, but we have to talk about something. At Trauma 198 I beat Grimm fair and square in the middle of the ring. And yet, the scheduled PCW World Title match for Deadly Intentions is still Murdoc versus Grimm? I pinned the champ. Where's my shot?
"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.
Ace Anderson: THE PRESIDENT IS HERE!
Jerry Andrews: Sit down.
Ace Anderson: Come on, Jerry. Show some respect for PCW's President.
Jerry Andrews: Lobbying for that pay raise again, are you?
Michael Wryght: Kelli, I understand where you're coming from, but the Deadly Intentions card has been set. Murdoc won the number one contender spot fair and square. Now, there's supposed to be a match taking place right now, so if you will please leave my ring...
Kelli Starr: Excuse me? YOUR ring?
Michael Wryght: PCW's ring, my apologies. If you will please leave THE ring, we can talk about this later, perhaps after our match tonight.
Kelli Starr: Yeah, about our match tonight. It seems a little convenient that I throw a wrench into the PCW title scene and then suddenly I'm put into a match against the president.
Michael Wryght: Rest assured Kelli, everything is on the up and up. Our match was booked because my research tells me that it's something the PCW Faithful want to see.
Kelli Starr: Then let's do it right now.
Michael Wryght: There's a match scheduled right now Kelli. It's a triple threat match between...
KELLI STARR: LET'S DO IT RIGHT NOW.
With that, Kelli Starr spins and she takes Buck Brochamp out with a vicious spinning backfist.
Kelli Starr: There's more where that came from. LET'S DO IT RIGHT NOW.
The four remaining members of The Darkness jump up onto the apron and enter the ring as soon as Kelli makes her threat. Alexa Black steps forward and gets in Kell Starr's face.
Michael Wryght: Okay. Enough. Stop it. This place has enough chaos and disorder as it is. We don't need anymore. PCW can't handle anymore. We'll do it now if that gets the show moving. Sorry, gentlemen, your match will have to happen another time.
Winner: No Contest
PCW officials make their way to the ring and they escort BONES, Hollis, Alexa Black, Baby Jenks and the Shaw Brothers from the ring. The PCW medical team remove the lifeless Buck Brochamp. Showtime makes his way to the ring.
Ace Anderson: Woah... I guess this is really happening right now!
Singles Match
"Mr. Showtime" Michael Wryght vs "Dollface" Kelli Starr
Referee: Ed Lane
"Mr. Showtime" Michael Wryght vs "Dollface" Kelli Starr
Referee: Ed Lane
Kelli and Showtime meet in the center of the ring, where Wryght offers his hand. Kelli looks at it suspiciously, the fans almost evenly split on whether she should accept it or not. She shakes Michael's hand in good faith, but releases it as if it were white hot before backing away into a guarded stance. The combatants circle each other before closing in for a tie-up. Using his five inches of additional height for leverage, Showtime forces Kelli back to a corner as the ref calls for a clean break.
Wryght backs away, allowing Kelli out of the predicament. Kelli straightens herself out, still gazing at Showtime with distrust. They circle each other once more, repeating the process to a different corner with yet another clean break. Kelli nods her acceptance as they close in for the hat trick. Dollface ducks under the tie-up this time, rushing the ropes and planting a leaping forearm to Wryght's temple on the rebound. Kelli does a front flip leg drop on Showtime's chest before scaling the turnbuckles.
Like a candy coated vulture, she lay in wait atop the ropes as Wryght gets to his feet. Kelli attempts an early Sugar High, but Showtime's veteran reflexes cause him to sidestep the maneuver and throw an answering blow into her breadbasket that sends her end over end onto her back. Wryght wastes no time in dropping an elbow firmly into Dollface's ample chest. Showtime collects her from the mat, only to quick reacquaint her with it via short armed clothesline. He brings his adversary back to her feet, tucking her head under his arm. In a single, fluid motion, Showtime lifts Dollface straight up, rebounding her off of the top rope for an attempted slingshot suplex.
On the descent, though, Kelli uses the momentum to flip free and land on her feet. Showtime scrambles to his feet, but gets mowed back down with a cross body block. Kelli wraps up a leg for a pin attempt, but PCW's President kicks out at one. Kelli grabs both legs, stands up, and falls backwards, launching Wryght face first into the top turnbuckle. A groggy Showtime turns around on rubber legs just in time to get a neck tie clothesline. Kelli springs off of the second rope, back flipping in the air to Drop the Bass, but Wryght shows enough gas left in his tank to roll out of the ring for a breather.
Ace Anderson: That was close. Where's Secret Security when our President needs them to protect him?
Jerry Anderson: Getting popcorn?
Lane gets to the three count before Dollface decides to go collect her foe and toss him back between the ropes. Showtime surprises the colorful vixen as she rolls back in with a single arm DDT. He picks her up, launching her to the corner, chasing right behind with a spinning back elbow. Showtime lays into Kelli with several European uppercuts, and then snapmares her over towards the center and locking in a kneeling sleeper. Wryght keeps the tension as Lane checks for a choke hold and Kelli fades off. The zebra lifts an arm, watching as it falls lifelessly to her side once. Then twice.
"AWAKE!"
The sudden booming voice from the speakers startles both Showtime and Kelli, snapping her back to life before her arm drops for the third time. The lights dim until a single pink spotlight shines on a confused pair of combatants.
"My dear," thunders the increasingly familiar voice, "I have been gone for too long. You shall be alone no longer."
The spotlight changes color from pink to lime green to purple and back to pink, the colors repeating faster and faster as Kelli seems to levitate to her feet through no power of her own.
"Their numbers games shall come to an end. Their reigns of terror shall cease to be. When I return, I shall have the Deadliest of Intentions."
Just as Dollface is set upright on her feet, the lights return to normal and the booming voice is silent. Kelli takes advantage of the shocked Showtime and connects with a reverse STO. Kelli lays into the PCW President with her boots, quickly accompanied by Instrumental Core's "The Angels Among Demons." Once she feels Showtime's mudhole has been thoroughly stomped, Kelli ascends the turnbuckles once more. Showtime slowly gets to his feet, turning around and into a Cherry on Top. Kelli bounces off of the second rope, landing with both knees in Showtime's chest.
Jerry Andrews: Drop the Bass!
Ace Anderson: No! Not like this!
..1!
....2!
......3!
Winner: "Dollface" Kelli Starr
"Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is scheduled for one fall."
The arena lights slowly dim to black. White lights shine up from either side of the stage as "I'm So Epic" by Stevie Stone plays through the arena speakers.
I'm in a league of my own.
Don't need a crown or a throne.
Don't need a crown or a throne.
"All Day" Dontevius Ellis steps out onto the ramp and between the white lights. He's wearing a white robe with a black tank-top on underneath while sporting a pair of light blue mesh shorts and a pair of high-top Nike shoes.
They say that I'm so epic.
One of a kind.
One of a kind.
Ellis closes his eyes, leans his head back and lifts his arms out wide dropping the robe.
They say I'm so epic.
Do you hear that?
Do you hear that?
He drops his arms and faces forward as the lights return to normal. He proceeds down the ramp toward the ring. The crowd gives a mixed reaction as he gazes out at them on his way to the ring. He rolls into the ring and hops to his feet quickly before making his way to the corner of the ring. He hops up onto the middle ropes and looks out to the crowd. He then holds his arms out wide once more, inciting cheers and boos from the crowd. He hops down and cracks his knuckles in preparation for his upcoming match.
"Introducing first: 'ALL DAY' DONTEVIUS ELLIS!"
With very little lighting and effects that simulate lightning, High Tide (in a pirate outfit) 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.
"And his opponent: HIGH TIDE!"
Singles Match
“All Day” Dontevius Ellis vs High Tide
Referee: Manny Cruz
“All Day” Dontevius Ellis vs High Tide
Referee: Manny Cruz
The two men meet in the center of the ring. Ellis takes a swing at Tide, but Tide dodges it. He then leaps up and hits Ellis with a drop kick. High Tide then approachess Dontevius Ellis, as Ellis slowly climb back on his feet. High Tide knees Ellis in the stomach, bending him down, and whips him into the adjacent set of ropes. Ellis bounces off the ropes and as he comes back hit quickly hits High Tide with a powerful clothesline.
Jerry Andrews: That clothesline made High Tide turn a flip!
Ace Anderson: What a move!
Dontevius Ellis picks High Tide off the mat and whips him to the ropes. High Tide bounces off, and as he comes back off he is meet with a devastating tilt a whirl slam by Dontevius Ellis.
Jerry Andrews: Ellis goes for the early pin,
1.......
Jerry Andrews: High Tide gets the shoulder up!
Dontevius Ellis has a look of disappointment on his face and he gets back on his feet. He picks High Tide up once again but High Tide start hitting Ellis with left and right jabs in the side.
Jerry Andrews: Right and Left jabs into the ribs of Dontevius Ellis! High Tide is gaining momentum.
High Tide then starts throwing strikes to the jaw of Dontevius Ellis, knocking him into the corner. High Tide with a headbutt now. High Tide then climbs on top of Ellis and starts punching him in the head as the fans count each punch. 1..2..3..4...5...6...7...8..9.. High Tide then stalls for the last punch, but suddenly Dontevius Ellis gains some strength and he shoves Tide off of the ropes!
Jerry Andrews: Dontevius Ellis isn't done yet!
Dontevius Ellis starts to stomp on Tide's stomach. Ellis then picks High Tide and tosses him to the other side of the ring. Ellis starts to measure the groggy High Tide, waiting for him to fully stand on his feet. He then runs towards Tide and hits him with a big missile dropkick. Ellis with the cover for two.
Ace Anderson: Tide kicks out!
Ellis pulls High Tide up, but Tide blocks his next offensive move and hits him with a jumping knee to the face. Tide pulls Ellis up and slams him back down. He hits a couple of stomps and then drops an elbow. Tide waits for his opponent to get to his feet. When he does, High Tide connects with a diving spear! Ellis is down on the mat. Tide now climbs the ropes as Ellis slowly starts to stand...
Jerry Andrews: Off The Plank!
1...
2...
3!
Winner: High Tide by Pinfall
Jerry Andrews: High Tide has certainly been on a roll since returning!
High Tide raises his arm in victory. He is about to leave the ringside area when the lights inside of the arena begin to flicker in and out like that of a potential power outage. Within seconds blinding white light flashes and then plunges the faithful into darkness. Static noise interferes with the house speakers, low at first but ending rather loud. It alternates into the test pattern sound for a few seconds, followed by an eerie silence.
THEY'RE HERE...
The famous line from Poltergeist echoes, ushering in the opening guitar riffs of 70's occult rock inspired, Son of the Devil by Witching Altar. NO fancy lighting is provided, only that of seven candles being held by seven individuals. They walk up from underneath the stage, each dressed in ceremonial garb traditionally seen in rituals. Dirty bass and rhythmic drums soon explode into the unsettling ambiance of the entrance music
Under rainy night
In a golden manger you've born
Fruit of a ritual rape
Generated within the womb of a whore
In a golden manger you've born
Fruit of a ritual rape
Generated within the womb of a whore
The four female followers are adorned in white, their masks are demonic takes of a Rattlesnake, Wolf, Pig and Rabbit. Opposite them are the three male followers dressed in black. Their masks consist of a Ram, Grizzly and Goat. They line the ramp, the soft candlelight glow illuminating the way for the emerging Seromine, who also has a candle and is sporting a blood red robe with a Great Horned Owl mask concealing his face.
Death struck the land
At the moment of your birth
People screamed and wept
But even their god was in dearth
At the moment of your birth
People screamed and wept
But even their god was in dearth
Seromine saunters down the ramp, with his followers marching behind him as he passes. Ignoring the booing of the fans, they pair off to circle around the ring. One by one, all eight place their candles inside of stands and remain by them. Seromine removes his robe. His long stringy hair hanging loose in front of his face. Oddly enough he elects not to enter the ring, instead opting to glare towards the entrance, with his group doing the same from their vantage points.
Jerry Andrews: What on earth is Seromine doing out here with his followers?
Ace Anderson: Well, he is scheduled to have match next, but he's slightly early for that.
Jerry Andrews: Seromine is looking for redemption this week, as he was not too happy about losing at our last Trauma.
Ace Anderson: Seromine does not like losing and even though he was not a part of the actual pin fall, he wants to get back to his winning ways.
Seromine stares at High Tide and then suddenly the lights flick off once again.
Jerry Andrews: What is going on here!?
When the lights come back on, High Tide is nowhere to be scene. However, disturbingly, there appears to be a new redish stain on the canvas, right near where High Tide was standing. Seromine is smiling.
Ace Anderson: Ummmm....
Jerry Andrews: We're going to take a commercial break real quick.
PCW Trauma returns and the lights flicker and fade out as the pulsating beats of Dope Star Inc's "10000 Watts of Artificial Pleasure" pops on the PA system. Smoke fills the arena as a figure stands in the middle of it. All of the sudden, Crazy Boy comes out of the smoke and pumps a fist in the air. He walks down the entryway and climbs the ropes of the ring. He bounces around the ropes a few times, pumps his fist in the air one last time as 10000 Watts of Artificial Pleasure slowly fades out.
Jerry Andrews: We're back and Seromine is still in the ring, we still have no idea what happened to High Tide and, as you can see, Crazy Boy is here for his match!
Ace Anderson: The president specifically asked for a night WITHOUT chaos and yet look what we're dealing with!?
Jerry Andrews: On the plus side, no one has set anything on fire. Yet.
Ace Anderson: Why would you jinx us like that? We still have like half a show to get through.
Jerry Andrews: I'm sorry.
Ace Anderson: I brought some extra fire extinguishers this week.
Lim signals for the bell.
Non-Title Match
Seromine (International Champion) vs Tyrone Crazy Boy Smith
Referee: Charles Lim
Seromine (International Champion) vs Tyrone Crazy Boy Smith
Referee: Charles Lim
The two waste no time locking up into a collar and elbow tie up, Crazy Boy comes out with an arm drag that sends Seromine flying and come running back and is caught with a hip toss and a body slam and Seromine is sent back down with a dropkick. Crazy Boy is pumped and Seromine slides himself back into the buckles, while sitting down on the mat. Seromine studies his situation and smirks, before pulling himself up to his feet with the help of the top rope.
Ace Anderson: I know there's a match taking place right now, but what happened to High Tide?
Jerry Andrews: We'll hopefully have an update on that as the night progresses.....
Seromine calls for Charles Lim to come over to him and addresses an issue with his hair being pulled when he was under the distress of Crazy Boy's attacks. Charles looks at CB and asks him and then turns back to Seromine when CB said no. Seromine is committed to the pulling of his hair, Crazy Boy is declaring his innocence and is getting closer to each other with Charles inbetween. Seromine goes for a quick strike but Smith blocks it and gives a shot of his own, Charles was nearly clocked and makes his way out from the middle of the two and CB continues his fists, stunning Seromine and a final one sends him to the outside with the fans cheering on. Seromine's group looks down at their fallen leader.
Ace Anderson: Seromine isn't looking too good at the moment.
Jerry Andrews: Maybe he has taken Crazy Boy a little more lightly than he should have.
Crazy Boy isn't waiting and heads up to the top rope and comes flying down with a cross body that takes out a couple of the male followers of Seromine who were in the way. Seromine is up and grabs Crazy Boy by the back of his head and rams him into the steel post face first, he follows that up with a head slam to the guardrail. With the count up to six, Seromine tosses Crazy Boy over the rails and into the crowd. Seromine shakes his head no and goes under the bottom rope enough to come back outside and break up the count. Seromine climbs up the rail and leaps, connecting with a spinning reverse heel kick. Seromine looks up at the masses and smiles and looks down to Crazy Boy and stomps away at him. Seromine sees the count up to five and brings Smith up to his feet and whips him into the rails and follows in with a savate kick that sends Crazy Boy over to the arena floor. Seromine springs himself over and runs and slides under the bottom rope and stops the referee's count as it was on nine. Lim is arguing with Seromine to let him finish the count, but Seromine advises him not to if he knows what's good for him. Seromine exits the ring and helps Smith find his way back to the apron. One sweep of the legs and the spine of Seromine bounces off the apron and Smith stomp away at Seromine and Destiny gets close to the two, Crazy Boy stops his assault and is now surrounded by The Followers. Smith enters the ring, before something could happen to him.
Jerry Andrews: See THIS is what I am talking about. They shouldn't be allowed at ringside.
Ace Anderson: Good point, why don't you go tell them to take a hike?
Seromine motions for his people to move back and they do his bidding. Seromine is up and enters the ring and lands a standing heel spinning kick at a running Crazy Boy. A couple of elbow drops follow up, along with a standing moonsault that only gathers a one count. Seromine drops down and applies a reverse chinlock, trying to ware down the newest member of the Pure Class Wrestling Hall of Fame. Seromine is calling for a hair pull as Crazy Boy has his hand on the back of Seromine's head. The referee checks in and Seromine slips the arm under CB's chin and now has a choke hold on his opponent. Seromine quickly switches it back up as Charles Lim's attention comes back to the front. Crazy Boy is slowly fading away. Charles comes in to check, CB is unable to answer. He starts to check the arm, it drops once, The fans cheers are starting to build, the arm drops twice, and the fans are stomping around, clapping and yelling. Seromine has a look of disgust on his face, the arm is up for a third time and then it starts to fall, but Seromine breaks the hold and starts to choke Crazy Boy and breaks on the a four count, which draws an arena full of boos from the crowd.
Ace Anderson: Seromine didn't like the crowd support that Crazy Boy was getting, so he turned it around. Look how much they love him.
Jerry Andrews: He had the man beat, maybe.
Seromine goes for another choke and once again breaks at the count of four. Seromine brings CB up to his feet and starts to bad mouth him and a quick kick to the gut, double's over and Crazy Boy takes him down with a neck breaker. Smith gains a quick one and a half count. Both are up Seromine misses with a swinging fist and Crazy Boy brings Seromine crashing down with a belly to back suplex. Elbows are dropped, Seromine is brought to his feet and dropped with a single arm ddt, Seromine rolls out of the ring and Crazy Boy hits the far ropes and comes flying out over the top rope and taking down Seromine. Crazy Boy is up and sends Seromine back into the ring. CB is heading to the top rope, and lands a frog splash on Seromine. CB hooks the leg and gets a two count, before a shoulder comes up. Seromine is surprisingly up quickly and comes running in and lands a stiff old school style lariat that makes Crazy Boy spin three sixty before hitting the mat. Seromine starts the first of his six-six-six stomp, making sure he doesn't miss a single part of Smith's body. Seromine makes sure he drives the heel of his into the knees of Crazy Boy, knowing he likes to play the high flying game. Seromine continues to work on the knee and applies a texas cloverleaf.
Jerry Andrews: Looks like Seromine wants to change the pace.
Ace Anderson: I think it is a little more than that.
Crazy Boy reaches the ropes, but Seromine pulls him back to the middle of the ring, Charles is still calling for a break, since he did make it to them. Seromine breaks the hold and starts to man handle the referee, but backs off as he sees Crazy Boy up with his back to him and a quick leg sweep to the back of the knees drops CB down to the mat. Seromine hits the ropes and lands a low dropkick to the side of the face of Crazy Boy. Seromine yells Crazy Boy to GET UP as he rolls around from the pain. Seromine walks over to the spot where CB stopped and is brought up to his feet and Seromine slams his own head into the face of Crazy Boy with a headbutt. A few more follow and then Crazy Boy is whipped into the ropes and as he comes back, Seromine launches himself in to the face of Crazy Boy and drops him. Seromine covers Smith for a.one.two.three quarters. Crazy Boy is still dazed, but had enough ring presence to drape his leg over the bottom rope to stop the count. Seromine is on his knees looking down at Crazy Boy and not a happy camper. Seromine drops down to the head of Crazy Boy and starts to bite the forehead.
Ace Anderson: Seromine is a little hungry.
Jerry Andrews: Seromine has snapped. He should be disqualified for that.
The referee is counting the bite and gets to four and stops as Seromine does as well. Crazy Boy sits up and moves to his feet and is taken down with a belly to belly suplex. A Two count before CB kicks out and Seromine brings him up to his feet and races to the corner, but Crazy Boy blocks his head being slammed into the top buckle. And another attempt is blocked as well. Two elbows knock the wind out of Seromine and now his head is slammed into the buckle for a total of ten times, giving the crowd a change to show off their counting skills. Crazy Boy hits the ropes and grabs Seromine's head on the way back and bulldogs him. Crazy Boy is catching his breath for a moment and springs to his feet and nails Seromine with a dropkick, CB points to the buckles and is starting to climb up to the top. Seromine is down, Destiny is up on the apron, grabbing at the leg of Crazy Boy who is no doubt getting ready to drop the four fifty splash onto Seromine. Charles is there telling Destiny to get down off the apron. Crazy Boy kicks at her and she releases the leg and now is arguing with the referee. Seromine has moved out of the way of the set up and is now face down on the mat. Crazy Boy drops down in the ring and starts to bad mouth towards Destiny for getting involved.
Jerry Andrews: Throw that witch out of here.
Ace Anderson: I'd be careful of what words you use towards her.
Charles is now arguing with Destiny. Crazy Boy makes his way over to Seromine and the crowd is booing as Alexa Black is making her way down to ringside.
Ace Anderson: What's this?
Jerry Andrews: The hell is she doing here?
Crazy Boy doesn't see her making her way into the ring, as he is pulling up Seromine who shoots green mist into Smith's eyes and is now blinded. Crazy Boy turns around and away from Seromine and is dropped by the boot of Alexa who lands with a Brogue kick. Alexa smiles as does Seromine. Alexa exits the ring and through the crowd. Seromine springs himself up to the top rope with his great agility and lands a high elevation frog splash, Charles Lim has turned around and sees the pin....one....two....three.
DING DING DING DING!!!!
Winner: Seromine via pinfall
Son Of The Devil begins to play as Seromine is up and Destiny joins him in the ring. Seromine looks down and says now THAT'S a frog splash. The couple exits the ring and along with his followers, they leave ringside.
Jerry Andrews: I can't believe that Alexa needed to come down here and take a great match and turn it into this.
Ace Anderson: At any moment in time, you are more than welcomed to go tell her that she is not allowed around ringside when it's not one of her matches.
Jerry Andrews: Welcome back folks and this next match promises to be a good one. A true David versus Goliath story.
Ace Anderson: You said it. Even though Andy D is giving up 123 pounds and 9 inches in height, he's a squirrelly competitor perfectly capable of holding his own against the big guys like Murdoc. But let's be real here. It's Murdoc, and he's absolutely brutal and terrifying.
Jerry Andrews: Yes. Yes he is. And with the unstable mindset that Murdoc has had of late, it seems that no one is safe, even the fans.
The arena lights go down as the start of "Damn Nation" by Lower Than Atlantis starts up. As the first verse kicks in, a couple of spotlights start to scan over random sections of the crowd as the letters AD are emblazed on the big screen, with various video highlights of Andy's career visible only within the letters themselves.
You can lead a horse to water, but you can't make it drink.
You can lead your lambs to slaughter if it's what the shepherd thinks
You can lead your lambs to slaughter if it's what the shepherd thinks
As the chorus starts up on the song, an explosion of pyros go off and the arena lights all come back up to reveal Andy standing in the center of the ring. He stands there for a moment, soaking up the reactions of the crowd before he removes his bucket hat and places it on the steel pole part of the turnbuckle, ready for the match.
Ace Anderson: I hope Andy D know what he's gotten himself into, because here he comes.
Jerry Andrews: If anyone could take down Murdoc, it'd be Andy D.
The crowd’s noise lapses into a wave of hushed murmurs 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 its 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 in the ring! Turning to his immediate left, he goes to one of the far corners to remove his entrance robe and begins stretching out in anticipation for the start of the match.
Singles Match
Murdoc vs Andy D
Referee: Tyrone Little Jr.
Murdoc vs Andy D
Referee: Tyrone Little Jr.
Murdoc looms over Andy D as Little, Jr. calls for the bell. Both men have a stare down, or in Andy's case, stare up, and size each other up before Murdoc swings a mighty ham fist at the smaller, more agile man. Andy rushes the ropes for momentum, barely ducking under another mighty swing. He rebounds off of the opposite side, throwing his body at a ready Murdoc. Easily caught in mid-air, Murdoc grounds the smaller man with a fall away slam. Murdoc lumbers to his victim, raising a big boot and bringing it down on thin air.
Jerry Andrews: Andy D rolled out of the ring.
Ace Anderson: Can you blame him?
Murdoc steps over the top rope and down to the floor as Andy shakes off the cobwebs. He sees the Monster coming for him, and retreats quickly. Murdoc gives chase, as Andy rolls into the ring on one side, and out the other, with Murdoc not too far behind. Another half lap around the ring, and Andy resumes control of the higher ground. Murdoc slaps the steel steps in frustration, grabbing and yanking them above his head, nearly effortlessly tossing them into the ring.
The ref admonishes Murdoc's actions, his words falling upon deaf ears as the zebra attempts to remove the object. Andy assists in the endeavor, distracted long enough to not see the behemoth man sneak up behind him. Murdoc snags Andy D by the nape of the neck and slings him like a rag doll hard into the corner. Little manages to remove the steps as Murdoc unloads punches and kicks on the trapped fan favorite. The ref starts to call for the break from the corner, getting to the four count before Murdoc turns his glare to the backtracking official.
Murdoc's temporary distraction was all the time Andy needed to scale the turnbuckles and leap off for a top rope tornado DDT. Andy rapidly hits the ropes for the added push before smashing the downed Murdoc with a moonsault. Andy waits in the corner for Murdoc to get up, hitting an enziguri as the big man rises, knocking back down to a knee. As Murdoc comes to a full, shaky stance, Andy attempts a running STO, but Murdoc sloughs him off, sending him to the corner in a heap.
The shocked Andy D scurries up the turnbuckle for the higher ground, leaping at Murdoc for another DDT, but the Monster steps to the side, catches Andy by the throat, and sends him crashing down to the mat with a choke slam.
Ace Anderson: That's one way to clip his wings.
Jerry Andrews: I think Andy D may be broken in half from that impact.
Murdoc doubles his fist and allows gravity to deliver the blow to his opponent's forehead. Murdoc stands once again, this time connecting with a bionic elbow to the smaller man's sternum. Murdoc yanks his victim to his feet, headbutting him between the eyes before launching him vertical for a suplex. Unrelenting, Murdoc scoops up his foe, planting his head between his legs to set up for a piledriver. He tries to lift Andy into position, but Andy blocks it. Once. Twice. On the third attempt, Andy collapses, slipping out of his adversary's grasp and between his legs.
Once freed, Andy brings the bigger man down to size with a chop block the left knee. Andy grasps Murdoc's head and hits a reverse DDT that stuns the Monster. A wavering Murdoc stands as Andy charges the ropes, bounding from the second one for a missile dropkick that delivers the behemoth to the corner resoundingly. A backspring elbow finds its mark on the Monster, as Andy scrambles to the ring apron. Murdoc stumbles from the corner, turning just in time to receive a springboard blockbuster.
Jerry Andrews: Schmerzilch! Andy is going for the pin!
Ace Anderson: No! Only a two count. And kicked out with authority.
A stunned Andy D slaps the mat in a bit of frustration as he readies another assault. Murdoc gets to his feet as Andy charges in for a hurricanrana that delivers the man-mountain back to the mat. Andy leaps to the top turnbuckle, but the larger opponent shows some speed of his own, hitting the ropes to cause Andy D to lose his balance and land... precariously.
Murdoc seizes the opportunity pulling his opponent down to the second rope and to the middle of the ring for a dragon screw neck breaker. Murdoc goes for a pin attempt as Little slides into position.
..1!
....2!
......Thr-NO!
Andy D barely kicks out in a nick of time. Murdoc leers over Andy D as he attempts to get to all fours, connecting with a curb stomp that removes the whole idea of getting back in the game from Andy's mind. Murdoc pulls Andy to a sitting position, applying The Beginning claw hold. Andy yelps in agony as the Monster applies the pressure. After a few seconds of torture, Murdoc drops Andy on the back of his head with an STK. Seeing his golden opportunity, Murdoc yanks the barely concious Andy D to his feet and hammers him with a brutal haymaker right.
Ace Anderson: Temporary Oblivion!
Jerry Andrews: Murdoc has the leg hooked!
..1!
....2!
......3!
Winner: Murdoc
Murdoc slowly leaves the ring. Andy D rises to his feet and he goes to collect his trademark bucket hat from the turnbuckle post where he threw it before the start of the match. Retrieving it, he places it back upon his head. But the moment he does the lights go out. Camera lights flash in the darkness, but nothing is revealed. Almost thirty seconds later, the lights come up and Andy D has been tied to the ring ropes. He is on the south side of the ring, his arms tied to the top rope. His legs have been bound together and to the bottom ropes. He looks like he has been crucified in the center of the ring ropes. His face hangs down as he is unconscious...his forehead has been busted open and his face is a crimson mask in which has been drawn the classic Anarchy symbol. At his feet is his hat, torn into pieces and stained red. Upon his chest is written the word 'Victim' in his own blood. Below him on the floor in front of the ring are Anarchy: Lunacy, Jackdaw and Brother Maylock, blood is evident on Lunacy's gloves and Maylock's fists. They all three are wearing replica Underground titles as 'Lotion' by Greenskeepers blares over the loudspeakers. Lunacy calls for silence and the music stops.
LUNACY: As you can see, even though we aren't booked...we are here. And since management attempted to buy us off with that ridiculous Underground title...we have chosen to answer that call to war with a war. Behind us bleeds it's latest victim. Behind us is the latest sacrifice that YOU PEOPLE are responsible for! You want excitement and entertainment...and we give you victims galore...we prove to you every week that we simply cannot and will not be controlled. We have called for War...and PCW hasn't responded. You have no guts...you have no balls...and now...you have one less hero!
Lunacy leads Anarchy out of the arena through the crowd as referees and officials come down and begin to remove Andy D from the ring ropes.
Jerry Andrews: OH COME ON! Anarchy was suspended after they tried to kill all of use on Trauma 198, and now this!?
Ace Anderson: I guess this kind of insanity is becoming the new normal around here in PCW. Maybe someone needs to Make PCW Great Again. Wait, where's the president? I have an amazing slogan for him.
Jerry Andrews: Please stop. Please.
Ace Anderson: Here we go - our MAIN EVENT for this evening!
Jerry Andrews: Not the first time these two have tangled, though there seems to have been some kind of connection developing between them.
Ace Anderson: Oh for the love of - they were talking in a hallway! ONCE! Are people STILL on about that?
Jerry Andrews: Well, for Grimm that seems like a lot!
Ace Anderson: He sent Murdoc a note. Does that mean he’s sweet on that metal-masked monster, or what?
Jerry Andrews: A terrifying couple, though at least they can’t procreate.
Ace Anderson: Eira’s due in about a week, and that’s not scary enough for you?
Jerry Andrews: There’s a difference between “scary” and “motivation to prepare for the certain arrival of the Antichrist”.
Ace is halted mid-retort by the overhead lights dimming as the opening notes of 'What The Water Gave Me' come forth from the sound system. Hidden spotlights and overhead rigs illuminate the arena in the deep blues and purples of a sky on the verge of going fully dark, a fine mist seeping its way upward through the grating of the stage and ramp as smoke of a similar weight falls from the ceiling to come as close to replicating the lands which gave rise to myths and the ancestors of the young woman that is about to emerge. Audio editing means that the song goes straight to the chorus, the ephemeral voice of Florence Welch only serving to add to the ambiance being created that is equal parts serene and unsettling.
So lay me down... let the only sound be the overflow.
Pockets full of stones.
So lay me down... let the only sound be... the overflow.
Pockets full of stones.
So lay me down... let the only sound be... the overflow.
As the song launches itself into the bridge after the chorus, the lights surrounding the curtain suddenly flash into being in time with the beat-- the ghostly shade of blue the same hue one would associate with magic suddenly gracing the world with its presence. It is amidst these flickering bursts of illumination that Brenna Gordon steps through the curtain and into view, her movements languid and slow despite the obvious tension in her frame. Purposeful steps carry her to the top of the ramp as she gazes out at the area with a carefully neutral expression, the dark-haired female coming to a stop to survey arena and audience alike.
'Cause they took your loved ones-- but returned them in exchange for you.
But would you have it any other way?
Would you have it any other way?
You couldn't have it any other way.
But would you have it any other way?
Would you have it any other way?
You couldn't have it any other way.
The mixed reaction of cheers and boos come crashing upon her, but Brenna doesn't so much as flinch.
'Cause she's a cruel mistress and a bargain must be made.
But oh, my love, don't forget me when I let the water take me...
But oh, my love, don't forget me when I let the water take me...
Advancing down the ramp with that same deliberate grace, the fans on either side of the aisle are ignored-- rather, Brenna's attention is solely focused upon the ring. It isn't until she's near the bottom of the ramp that she is breaking that control, a promise of her blinding speed revealed when she dashes forward to slide into the ring... and a glimpse at her agility revealed in how she leaps and shifts position to ensure she does so feet-first. Skidding to a stop upon her knees, Brenna climbs to her feet and makes her way over to her corner. As the music fades and the overhead lights reclaim their grip upon the arena, she remains impassive, waiting for the bell to ring.
Jerry Andrews: It’s been said before, and I’ll say it again - Brenna Gordon has been nothing short of impressive since she’s joined PCW.
Ace Anderson: No arguments here, Jerry. More wins than losses, with a damn fine show put on even when she doesn’t come out the victor.
Jerry Andrews: Her skill seems to be developing the one way or the other. She’s getting faster, more accurate, and more technically sound. She may well decide she’s after Grimm’s title!
Ace Anderson: She’s got a few people in line ahead of her - not to mention Grimm himself.
As if on cue, sparse percussion resonates throughout the arena and is soon joined by a droning, distorted bass line. At that, A Perfect Circle’s ”Counting Bodies Like Sheep to the Rhythm of the War Drums” stomps out of the speakers and marches through the aisles. The drums, the distortion, the voices – all work to herald the arrival of Grimm.
Don’t fret, precious, I’m here. Step away from the window.
He walks out to a single blue-white spotlight, stops to bask in the light and shadows, and scans the crowd. The Lord of Misrule closes his eyes and sighs before making the long walk to the ring, ignoring the fans along the way. The spotlight follows. The words work their way up through the layers of the song.
Go back to sleep.
Phinehas climbs up onto the apron and slides in between the ropes. Hopping up onto a turnbuckle, he casts his gaze out over the crowd with his arms at his side, eyes shifting to take in the sea of faces spread out before him. Grimm then drops down. And waits.
Jerry Andrews: Grimm doesn’t look like he’s interested in handing that World title back any time soon.
Ace Anderson: Fortunately for Grimm and his interests, this is a non-title match.
Non-Title Match
Grimm vs Brenna Gordon
Referee: Eric Russo
Grimm vs Brenna Gordon
Referee: Eric Russo
Eric Russo steps forward to give his instructions, both Grimm and Gordon listening courteously before separating to their corners. Satisfied, the referee moves to the side before signaling for the bell, the competitors sharing a brief nod of respect as the match begins!
They begin to circle in the ring, Grimm watchful and Gordon wary, each sizing the other up for potential weaknesses - and thus far, finding none. In the bat of an eye, Brenna flows into motion and attempts to grapple, Phineas avoiding the move as though expecting it. Taking the opportunity presented to him, he grabs her left arm (also presented to him, whether deliberately or no was of no concern to him) using it to sling her into the ropes! Brenna bounces off and uses the momentum to carry her under the extended limb, bouncing one more time to rocket across the ring, arm raised in preparation to strike. Grimm shuffles to the side - and then drops!
Ace Anderson: Nice!
Jerry Andrews: I know she can go fast, but how can she STOP that fast!?
Brenna Gordon had indeed halted her screeching momentum on a dime (or thumbtack, since this is professional wrestling), dropping to whip around a leg sweep, landing the Hangtown Horror flat on his back! Moving to capitalize, Gordon grabs a fistful of irritated copper, hauling Grimm up from the mat like an ages-old pirate queen hefting a wet sail. Switching her grip from wiry mane to flesh, she stumbles, wrenching Grimm’s left arm hard enough that the assembled hear a loud POP! Lashing out in pure reflex, Grimm’s wild kick catches Brenna in the ribcage!
Jerry Andrews: Oh my god, that NOISE! Is it broken!?
Ace Anderson: I dunno, the medics are on standby in the back - it certainly LOOKS broken, the way it’s hanging.
Jerry Andrews: That’s what I was thinking, and - wait, what is he DOING?
Stopping the referee with a frigid glare and completely ignoring Brenna, Grimm assesses his situation for only a few seconds before acting. Accompanied by not so much a scream than a howling blast of winter wind, Grimm manipulates his own limb back into the socket with a ratcheting crunch!
Ace Anderson: That man has incredible work ethic.
Jerry Andrews: That’s not WORK, that’s a reason to go HOME!
Ace Anderson: For the superstars of PCW, that IS their job.
Jerry Andrews: Aaaaaand this is why I’m the announcer, folks!
Brenna, finally to her feet, offers Grimm a wan smile of apology whilst holding her side. The gesture of goodwill is met with a stare of open disapproval, Gordon’s expression fading into a look of confusion.
The confusion was not to last.
Grimm closes the distance with speed uncanny enough to challenge his opponent’s, surrounding Brenna with a flurry of blows! Struggling to protect herself against the aggressive attack, Gordon fights against a seemingly untouchable foe, strikes and jabs peppering her body as all of her shots miss. As though she’s battling a whirlwind of falling autumn leaves, a dizzying endeavor - and just as crunchy. Wrapping his fingers in the waves and tendrils of inky hair and through to the back of her neck, he jerks her back to standing fully upright…
Jerry Andrews: Thank god, is he done now?
...just in time for him to drop the Sword of Heimdall! Smashing his cranium into Brenna’s he releases her so as to not to impede her downward progress. Medics stream in from the back,
Ace Anderson: No. No he’s not.
Jerry Andrews: You sure? He doesn’t seem to be doing much.
Grimm stares down at her prone form, a strange expression on his face. Disappointment? Regret? Whatever it is, it’s gone in an instant as the familiar look of professional disinterest settles into the crags and crannies of Grimm’s countenance. He mounts the nearest turnbuckle,
Jerry Andrews: She’s STILL not moving.
Ace Anderson: Yes she is - look!
Jerry Andrews: She’s just barely… she might…
Brenna stirs, lifting her head groggily, her movements slow and obviously pained. Grimm watches, another flicker of potentially human emotion crossing his face before the portcullis comes down once more. With a leap and twisting descent, Grimm lands a crashing Tornado DDT on the struggling superstar!
Ace Anderson: The Harvest!
Jerry Andrews: Brenna Gordon has been Harvested!
Grimm gets himself up just enough to hook a leg, jaw muscles clenched against the pain in his shoulder.
...1!
…...2!
……….3!!!
Winner: Grimm via Pinfall
Jerry Andrews: A big win for Grimm, but Brenna Gordon looks to be seriously hurt.
Ace Anderson: What does that mean for her future and for Deadly Intentions?
Jerry Andrews: We'll hopefully find out soon, but that's all the time we have right now. Good night from...
Ace Anderson: Wait wait wait!
Thankfully, the broadcast doesn't cut off and we see Murdoc slowly make his way down to the ring.
Jerry Andrews: Stay with this. Stay with this. We need more time!
Murdoc enters the ring and he stares at Grimm. He then looks down at Grimm's hand and the PCW World Championship that he's holding. Grimm nods. Murdoc slowly nods as well.
Ace Anderson: This is about to get explosive.
”(Hard Dance) Hero (Monstercat Release)" by Pegboard Nerds (feat. Elizaveta) comes shimmering out of the PCW loudspeakers as rainbow spotlights flicker over the entryway.
“Hero hero...
Hero hero...
Hero hero...
I wanna be a hero, hero...”
Hero hero...
Hero hero...
I wanna be a hero, hero...”
The bass kicks in and the multicolored spotlights snap to the top of the ramp, neon pink pyros sparking off as Dollface appears!
Jerry Andrews: Kelli Starr is walking directly into a lions' den right here.
Ace Anderson: I'd normally agree, but she defeated Grimm last show and Showtime here tonight. She's on a super hot streak and she wants a spot in the main event at Deadly Intentions.
Grimm and Murdoc turn to face her.... when suddenly she's attacked from behind by Alexa Black!
Jerry Andrews: Where the hell did she come from!?
Alexa Black unloads on Starr as Grimm and Murdoc look on. Brenna Gordon is still down on the mat hurt.
Jerry Andrews: Ladies and gentlemen, this is absolute insanity once again here on Trauma and....
The lights go out AGAIN. There's is a flash of light and stepping out of the flash, planting his cane directly in front of his with both hands, and smiling a huge unnerving smile, is Nathan Saniti.
Ace Anderson: Did somebody say insanity?
The crowd explodes. Alexa Black steps back, momentarily stunned, as Nathan helps Kelli off of the mat. Alexa doesn't get to attack Saniti or Starr, because out of the crowd comes Rick Majors!
Jerry Andrews: HE'S ALIVE!?
Majors starts to lay into Alexa, but he's pulled off of her by PCW officials who rush the ring. Eventually all of the people in the ring are separated. Saniti, Starr and Majors stand on one side. Alexa Black, Murdoc and Grimm are on the other. The PCW medical team begin to remove Brenna Gordon from the ring and begin to work on her when they're stopped by Seromine.
Ace Anderson: AND WHERE DID HE COME FROM!?
Seromine looks down at the obviously injured Gordon for a moment before slowly getting into the ring.
Jerry Andrews: Obviously, Seromine and Brenna Gordon have quite a history together but now he's entering the ring. What is he doing?
Ace Anderson: Do not forget his history with Kelli Starr and Nathan Saniti!
Jerry Andrews: No one ever will! He locked Kelli in a coffin!
Seromine looks over at Grimm, Murdoc and Black. He then turns his attention to Saniti and Starr.
Jerry Andrews: We've seen Saniti, Starr and Majors on the same page before, but am I the only one who thinks Grimm, Murdoc, Black and Seromine seem to be... no... that can't be possible.
Ace Anderson: We've seen stranger things before in PCW. But if these four actually ended up on the same side of a battle, I'd... I'd... I don't know what I'd do!
Jerry Andrews: Well, they're outnumbering the other three in the ring right now.
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"Shut Your Mouth," by Garbage blares over the speakers. Out comes the Fabulous One!
Ace Anderson: OH MY GOD!
Jerry Andrews: He said he'd be back for Murdoc and here he is!
Dan Fierce enters the already crowded ring and now it appears to be four-on-four!
Ace Anderson: We've got eight people in the ring staring each other down right now. I don't think this is going to end in a spirited debate!
The eight competitors in the ring look like they're about to come to blows when suddenly everyone stops. Everyone. Those in the ring, the PCW officials desperate to restore order, the medical team looking at Brenna Gordon, the announce team, the audience, everyone. They're all looking in the same direction.
Stepping over the guardrail and making his way down to the ring is a former PCW World Champion. A man who held that title for nearly an entire calendar year. The brother of the current champion. Entering the ring is Sadistic.
No one else moves. Sadistic smiles. He slowly walks over to Grimm. He looks at his brother. He looks down at the PCW World Title. He then turns his head briefly towards Murdoc, Black and Seromine. He then directs his attention to Starr, Saniti, Majors and Fierce. He then turns back to Grimm.
The two men stare at one another. No one is sure what will happen next. Sadistic then turns and stands beside his brother, against the four other competitors in the ring.
The crowd is in shock.
"Gold on the Ceiling" by The Black Keys begins to blare over the P.A. system and the arena darkens.
Michael Wryght: Okay, okay. I am NOT going to have another Trauma end in mayhem. So everyone stop.
The crowd boos and the competitors in the ring all turn towards Showtime.
Michael Wryght: That said, I am a fair man who wants to give PCW wrestlers and the PCW Faithful want they want. And, looking at the ring, I see nine competitors who want to go to war. So I'm going to let you guys do just that.
The crowd cheers.
Michael Wryght: That said, tonight's show is over and the Deadly Intentions card is set. However, coming up after Deadly Intentions is Trauma 200. It will be a landmark episode and, thus, it requires a landmark main event. Kelli Starr, Nathan Saniti, Rick Majors and Dan Fierce, it looks like the four of you have the same goals in mind, so you guys are going to team up. And you're going to face Murdoc, Grimm, Alexa Black, Seromine and Sadistic. Welcome back, by the way, Sadistic.
The crowd explodes.
Michael Wryght: Don't look at me. The five of you will have to figure out how to get along.
Jerry Andrews: How in the hell is that going to happen!?
Michael Wryght: Now, I realize that makes it five-on-four and as much as I'd like to include Brenna Gordon in this match to even things up, looking at her now, I'm not sure if she will be cleared to compete. We will have to get the PCW medical team to look at that. Her injuries appear severe. If she is not able to compete, you four have until Trauma 200 to find yourselves a partner. Or you can go into it four against five. It's your call.
Ace Anderson: Oh my God what a match!
The crowd is buzzing.
Michael Wryght: Now if you would all kindly leave the ring and allow this program to end without pandemonium just once, I would greatly appreciate it.
PCW officials re-enter the ring now and, finally, the collection of wrestlers in the ring start to disperse. The medical team removes Brenna Gordon. The only competitors who refuse to leave are Murdoc and Grimm.
Jerry Andrews: Something tells me we're not done yet.
Ace Anderson: Are we still on the air? Don't turn us off yet!
Grimm lays the PCW World Championship on the mat and he takes as step back, daring Murdoc to take it. Murdoc takes a step foward, over the belt and he gets right in Grimm's face. Neither man budges.
Jerry Andrews: Oh man. No.... we're running out of time... wait... don't....... dammit. We'll see you at Deadly Intentions!
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