Post by A Ghost in the Wind on Jan 24, 2006 16:34:16 GMT -5
PCW Tuesday Trauma
Tuesday, January 24, 2006
Live on E! from the Pure Class Arena in Greenville, South Carolina
Tuesday, January 24, 2006
Live on E! from the Pure Class Arena in Greenville, South Carolina
In the Beginning
Details: The camera pans around the Pure Class Arena as "Chop Suey" by System of a Down blares through the P.A. System. As usual, we see the many fan signs sprinkled throughout the ruckus crowd. The event then begins.
Match One: Singles Match
Pegasus vs. "The Enigma" Seth Sinn
Referee: Roberto Garcia
Match Details: The match started off with Seth Sinn making the first string of attacks that counted. Pegasus' speed could only keep him out of reach of Sinn's attacks for so long before a couple of big and powerful moves would get handed Pegasus' way. When things started to look dark and gloomy for Pegasus, though, he popped up, and switched the momentum in his direction. It seemed as if Sinn had started to run out of gas relying solely on his power moves, allowing for Pegasus to make a come back that counted. Around the thirteen minute mark, Pegasus was able to get Seth into perfect position, for a move that would keep him down for the perfect amount of time. Pegasus then climbed to the top rope where it was academic after hitting the Leap of Faith onto Sinn for the one, two, and three at the 13 minute and 47 second mark.
Winner
Club Vi...Stacious
Details: (Much like the two weeks since it’s inception on Trauma, Club Vivacious has been set up on the stage. On one side the bartender tends to the bar, wiping a glass, and on the other the younger sister of the segment’s host, Lindsay Matthews, sits across the table from her beau. There’s a feeling of tension between the two. She’s biting her upper lip and looking into her glass of what looks to be red wine of some sort while he slouched against the back of his chair staring blankly into the crowd, with an expression that is anything but enjoying the moment.)
Jerry Andrews: If I had a knife I could cut the tension, not only in this hot crowd, but on the stage!
Mike Hunt: She’s nothing but a tramp!
Jerry Andrews: What are you talking about?
Mike Hunt: I heard that he caught her coming out of Stormm’s locker room earlier.
(While the tension continues to mount on the stage, anxiety builds the crowd to a fever pitch. They are cheering long before the arena lights dim and the stage lights up in reds and yellows from underneath. Smoke billows from beneath the stage and around the PCW-Tron which displays the neon “CLUB V” sign.)
Mike Hunt: Here we go!
“Turn it up some…”
(Surprisingly, it’s not the accustomed theme that rocks over the crowd. It’s a country anthem, "Honky Tonk Badonkadonk" by Trace Adkins that is pounding the speakers. The crowd are also pleasantly surprised to see Stace Matthews bursts through the curtain as the catcall and whstle.)
Mike Hunt: What the…
Jerry Andrews: Well, I might pay attention this week.
(Stace struts to one end of the stage and shows off her curvaceous badonkadonk with quite a provocative dance. The tightly fitting, though very classy, evening gown only adds to the bling around her neck, wrists and the rock on her finger and the awe factor she is adding to the segment. She takes to the other side of the stage, blowing kisses and getting the crowd fired up.)
Mike Hunt: Johnny is not going to be happy about this…
(Stace twirls around and greets Lindsay with a hug and Ben with a peck on his right cheek before taking center stage. The music fades and lights return to normal before she speaks.)
Stace Matthews: Welcome to CLUB VIVACIOUS!
Mike Hunt: …and the crowd goes wild?!
Jerry Andrews: Listen to this reception for the Devilish Angel!
Stace Matthews: As you can see…
(She glances to one side of the stage then, with her free hand over her eyes to block the lights above, she scans the crowd all the way to the other end of the stage.)
Stace Matthews: …Johnny isn’t here tonight.
Jerry Andrews: WHAT?!
Mike Hunt: He told us all week long he wasn’t a “team” player and wasn’t going to be here.
Stace Matthews: Don’t fret dear Vivaholics because appearing LIVE via satellite from our lovely hotel hot tub…
(The PCW-Tron lights up with Vivacious cozily nestled in the bubbling hot tub with a tipped fifth of Absolut going down. Noticing the camera he lowers the bottle and winks then makes sure his spikes are all standing on end atop his head.)
Johnny Vivacious: Hey Babe…
Stace Matthews: Hi Sweettart!
Jerry Andrews: Somebody gag me!
(The crowd’s cheers instantly turn to boos as Vivacious blows his wife a kiss and she catches it and rubs it into her cheek.)
Johnny Vivacious: Get yourself a drink Baby, I’ve got a load of shit to get off of my chest.
(Stace goes to the bar and gets a Budweiser before joining Lindsay and Ben at the table.)
Johnny Vivacious: That’s right Greenville, Mr. One Night Only is taking the night off! There ain’t a damned thing not a one of you can do about it. I might get another fuckin’ fine, but hey, what’s new?
Jerry Andrews: This isn’t right! These people paid to see a six-man tag!
Johnny Vivacious: Shut the hell up Andrews, Johnny’s talkin’! Let’s start with my so-called partners shall we. I have a big thank you for the Prophet. I actually learned something from this man this week, if you can believe it. Prophet, I got the message!
(Vivacious reaches to his left where a cigarette burns on the edge of the tub. He takes a hit and returns his attention to the camera, leaving the cigarette between his lips.)
Johnny Vivacious: My life is far too short to give this yellow teethed, corn cows any pleasure watching me beat up has-beens and never-will-bees. Thank you Prophet, you finally said something that made sense!
Jerry Andrews: I’m sure that’s not what he meant.
Johnny Vivacious: Ace, I don’t know where you got my words crossed or what I said that fuckin’ jumbled your diminutive amount of gray matter, but I haven’t a shit for your little wardrobe accessory. PCW has nothing to offer me except a pocket of cash. Now, should I have to break one off in your ass and take your piece of tin, so be it, but I’d rather just take the dough.
Mike Hunt: DAMN!
Johnny Vivacious: So good luck tonight gentlemen. Not that you are going to need it by any means. I mean combined you are the all knowing super power spreader! So, go get’em!
(Vivacious throws two thumbs up and a sarcastic Cheshire grin cracks from ear to ear. The crowd start an “ASSHOLE” chant, but it doesn’t phase him in the least.)
Johnny Vivacious: Moving on to the other side of the ring. Is David Van Dam even worth fuckin’ mentioning?
Jerry Andrews: Man, this crowd thinks so!
~ DVD! DVD! DVD! ~
Johnny Vivacious: Yeah, I didn’t think so. Which brings me to Mr. Business.
Mike Hunt: Mr. Who?
Johnny Vivacious: Justin, buddy, you’ve been so caught up with your “booming” business that you’ve missed like a whole week of boring ass PCW broadcasts, meetings and Frostbite lectures. Let me tell you, you didn’t miss much and no one missed your ass!
Jerry Andrews: I don’t think the same can be said for one of those ladies on that stage.
Johnny Vivacious: Hey Jerry, didn’t I tell you to zip your trap. Quit stirring the shit. She’s taken and has no interest in some wrestler. Not that I can speak all that well about some oil engineer, but shut the fuck up!
Stace Matthews: JOHNNY!
Johnny Vivacious: Sorry, I’m diverting from the man that really got all up under my fuckin’ skin this week. Mentis, you don’t know my dad so don’t act like you do. All you know is some shit you read in some book or website.
(Just the mention must have been too much for the younger Matthews, because she made haste to get off of the stage.)
Jerry Andrews: Poor girl.
Johnny Vivacious: You know it’s going on three damned years since he croaked and the presses, rags, forums and blogs are still all about him. It makes me sick that you people can’t get over it and look to the future. A future that has Johnny V riding high and milking the business my Dad innovated for every bloody, sweaty dime!
Jerry Andrews: Despicable!
Johnny Vivacious: Mentis, you walk around here walking and talking like my supposed-to have been partners. Like you KNOW fuckin’ every damned thing! I won’t be there tonight, but if you have something you want to say to me, I’m inviting you next week to be the special guest on Club V. Hell, I’ll even buy you a drink.
Mike Hunt: What an invitation!
Jerry Andrews: I’m sure Non Compos Mentis will have no issue RSVPing.
Johnny Vivacious: Alas, to the obese mud bathers all packed together in the arena I bid farewell. As a special notice to Frosty and the Captain, though I’ll be in the arena next week for a very special edition of Club V, I am not going to be competing for the moo-moos.
Jerry Andrews: What a…
Johnny Vivacious: I just don’t feel like it. I also don’t feel like talking to you anymore. I have a hot tub to enjoy.
(Vivacious flicks his cigarette at the camera as the PCW-Tron flickers and returns to the PCW emblem. Stace and Ben have long since departed the stage area in pursuit of Lindsay and the crew starts disassembling the set for the next match.)
Match Two: Triple Threat Match
Layla Marie vs. Belinda Styles vs. Melissa Malone
Referee: Eddie Lane
Match Details: This match started out with extremely fast paced action from the three females. Nobody was picking sides, and nobody cared who they hit. It was a wild ride for a good five minutes or so, until Belinda Styles threw Malone from the ring. On the outside, Melissa looked as if she'd be out for a while, but soon realize she was merely playing possum. Styles and Marie then began an assault on each other that would begin to wear at them. Around the ten minute mark now, both competitors seemed as if they were about to give out. They had been giving it their all for the last seven minutes, and someone was going to have to win sooner or later. Layla, though, then throws Belinda to the outside, and begins to gain some strength back as she waits for Belinda to get back into the ring. But she had forgotten all about Melissa who had been playing possum on the outside the whole time. She had entered back into the ring and blindsided Layla before hitting her with the Sweet Dreams for the one, two, and three. Melissa goes on to win her second match in two weeks at the 11 minute and 16 second mark.
Winner
Match Three: Singles Match
Austin "The Shark" Majesky (w/Benjamin Banks) vs. Lantlas
Referee: Eddie Lane
Match Details: The match starts out with both big men sizing each other up. A verbal debate of sorts followed by a shoving contest quickly turns out to an all out brawl between both men. Surprising to many, however, including Benjamin Banks on the outside, is Lantlas' ability to completely dominate this match, even from the very beginning, or shortly after trading blows with Majesky. Austin gets his shots in from time to time, but Lantlas has no problem regaining momentum, and taking it to Austin. It's about the five minute mark now, and Lantlas has Majesky sized up for the big finish. As a surprise to the entire arena, he gets Majesky onto his shoulders, setting up for The Elvish Tale, but in a surprising turn, Austin manages to wiggles his way off of Lantlas' shoulders and turn the momentum in his direction for just a few moments. Those few moments, however, lead to a Shark Attack from Majesky to Lantlas for the one, two, and kick out from Lantlas. The crowd, along with Benjamin Banks wonders how it was possible for him to kick out, but it was. A second attempt for a Shark Attack, however, would be the end of Majesky, as Lantlas ducks out of the way, and eventually picks Austin back up and hits The Elvish Tale on him for the victory at the 8 minute and 13 second mark.
Winner
Tag Teaming
Details: Following the bell, Lantlas continues to toy with Austin. Benjamin Banks jumps into the ring to try and help his protege, but he is slapped down by Lantlas. He gets back up to his feet and unleashes a few punches on Lantlas, but his assault on Lantlas is cut short, as Seth Sinn, "The Enigma" and the man who made his debut just two matches ago, runs down the aisle and takes out Benjamin Banks, throwing him over the top ropes. Lantlas and Sinn double team Austin, until former PCW World Champion, and a man to be competing later on tonight, Slither runs down the aisle. He jumps into the ring and begins opening up on Lantlas and Sinn, allowing "The Shark" to get back to his feet and then the two both deliver clotheslines which knock Lantlas and Seth Sinn over the top ropes and onto the outside. They both landed on their feet though, and, as they backpedal up the entrance ramp, they both point and shout at Austin and Slither in the ring.
Match Four: Non-Title Tag Team Match
Chrissy Johnson & Maddog {Tag Team Champions} vs. Jamie Pereira & The Byrd (w/Rage)
Referee: Travis Wilson
Match Details: The Byrd has had a vendetta against the Tag Team Champions, mainly Chrissy Johnson, since their match at Deadly Intentions. And for some reason, Chrissy has disliked Jamie since her arrival in the PCW. I believe they have a past with one another, but whatever the case, this should be a good match; SHOULD being the operative word. However, unfortunately, with the match only going on for forty seconds, Chrissy decided to strike Jamie with her Tag Team Championship, right in front of the referee. Immediate disqualification.
Winner
Battles A Raging
Details: With Jamie out of the equation, Maddog and Chrissy, at the urging of Chrissy, began to double team The Byrd. That's when Rage motioned for some help, and, from out of the crowd, emerged former PCW Superstar, Tony Brass. Brass entered the ring and immediately cleaned house. He knocked Maddog out the ring with a clothesline and then press-slammed Chrissy over the top rope into Maddog. As he went to check on The Byrd, running down the entrance-ramp was none other than Lantlas and Seth Sinn. They attacked Chrissy and Maddog from behind as they were getting to their feet and then went inside the ring and started attacking The Byrd and Tony Brass. This caused Austin Majesky and Slither to run down the aisle and, once again, began battle with Lantlas and Seth Sinn. Referees had to come out and separate the teams as we went to a commercial break.
Matches Made
Details: Following the commercial break, we learn that at next week's Trauma, we'll see an Eight-Person Tag Team Match. One team consist of Chrissy Johnson, Maddog, Lantlas, and Seth Sinn, and on the other side, the team consists of Austin Majesky, Slither, Tony Brass, and The Byrd. That is to lead to a Mass Destruction Match that will see the Tag Team Championship defended in a Four Way Tag Title Bout. Also, the International Championship between LoKi and the winner of the Grimm/Mr. Showtime match later tonight was hyped for Mass Destruction aswell.
Match Five: Non-Title Singles Match
LoKi {International Champion} vs. Slither
Referee: Tyrone Little
Match Details: With Slither remaining in the ring following the incident with him, Majesky, Johnson, Maddog, Lantlas, and Sinn, he awaited LoKi's entrance. When LoKi made his way to the ring, the match began. The match ended up being pretty good, with several near-falls within it. They wrestled back and forth for the next thirteen minutes, but the current International Champion made a point to look good, and he did just that. After hitting Slither with the Ragnarok closing in on fifteen minutes, he quickly made the pin and defeated the former World Champion, the match clocking in and coming to a close at the 15 minute and 36 second mark.
Winner
Match Six: International Championship Number One Contender's Match
Grimm vs. "Mr. Showtime" Mikey Wryght (w/Perfection)
Referee: Richard Stevens
Match Details: In what was suppose to be a classic bout, the fans left this one feeling a little short-ended. After the introduction of Grimm, Mikey was announced. But when Mikey showed up on the stage, Perfection at hand, he was dressed in a suit and not in his wrestling gear. He had a microphone in his hand and announced that, after having a conversation with his good friend "The Icemann" Luis Malave, he learned there was going to be a World Championship #1 Contender's Match at Mass Destruction, and, being the opportunistic man that he is, he decided to forfeit this match, because he was promised that he'd be competing in that World Championship #1 Contender's Match. He chuckled as he wished Grimm good-luck wrestling for a minor title, while he had his eyes set on the big picture.
Winner
Static X
Details: (Before the main event begins, an odd music begins to flow through the PCW Arena PA system and all the lights shut off, save for a single spotlight focused on the entryway. The music is oddly familiar, and in a few moments, the sound is recognized to be the former theme music for PCW superstar, The Prophet. The song 'Cry Little Sister' by Sisters of Mercy flowing through the arena, The Prophet walks through the entryway and looks around, staring at the fans who are all completely shocked at the sudden change in his theme music. The Prophet waiting for a few moments, he bring the microphone he is carrying with him to his lips, as he begins to speak over the heavy opening drumbeats of the song.)
What, what, what? What is THIS garbage? No no no...someone, cut that crap off. KILL THE TAPE! In fact...I've got a better idea. Kill the tape...and turn the volume all the way up on the microphones...! Why? I'll tell you why...in fact...I'll show you why. HIT THE LIGHTS!
Ladies and gentlemen, I give you...STATIC-X!
(With the mention of Static-X's name, the lights explode to full force as the crowd erupts into a frenzy and immediately jumps to their feet, eager to see the band. Set up on the left side of the main stage area, Wayne Static looks around through the crowd, playing up to them immensely as Koichi Fukuda begins to play a few riffs, the sound traveling through the PCW sound system and flowing over the entire crowd as EVERYONE recognizes the opening riffs of 'Black and White'. Letting out a monumental pop, the crowd goes completely haywire as Wayne Static and Tony Campos both join in with Fukuda, adding the bass line to the riffs, along with Nick Oshiro coming in with the sounds of snare drums.)
Lost in my own World
Lost in my own World
Lost in my..
Lost in my own World
Lost in my own World
Lost in my..
Getting to the right
Getting to the wrong
Getting mine...
Getting to the right
Getting to the wrong
Getting high!
Losing your mind
Losing your mind
It's blurring
It's fading
YOUR SOUL'S ON...FIRE
It's BLACK AND WHITE!
(The voice of Wayne Static screaming out, a huge explosion rocks the stage area as four pillars of white flame erupt from each side of the rampway that leads to the ring, The Prophet making his way down through the heavy flame. Sliding into the ring, he leans against the top rope as he himself takes the opportunity to watch the band perform. Nodding in satisfaction, The Prophet smiles widely as the band leads into the second verse of the song.)
Burning inside
Burning inside
Burning into white
Burning inside
Burning inside
Burning into night
Yourself collides
Yourself collides
Yourself into mine
Yourself collides
Yourself collides
Yourself splinters like...
Losing your mind
Losing your mind
It's blurring
It's fading...
YOUR SOUL'S ON FIRE!
It's BLACK AND WHITE!
Blurring the light
Blurring the light
It's ours for the taking
Flickering colors
It's BLACK AND WHITE!
(The microphone feedback ripping through the crowd, the buzz barely audible over the crowd, which was absolutely going bananas for Static-X. Thunderous applause rocking the very building, The Prophet even joins in as he steps onto the second turnbuckle and faces the stage, clapping and pointing at Static-X and beckoning the crowd to give it up. It takes a few moments for the crowd to settle down enough for the rest of the entrances to be announced...)
Match Seven: Non-Title Six-Man Tag Team Match
Justin "Stormm" Michaels, David Van Dam, & Non Compos Mentis {North American Champion} vs. Johnny Vivacious (w/Stace), The Prophet, & Ace Anderson {World Champion}
Referee: Eddie Lane
Match Details: After The Prophet's entrance, Ace Anderson was announced. Johnny Vivacious was then announced to come to the ring, but no one showed up. He was announced earlier that he wasn't going to be in the building, and so far, he hasn't. Then the opposition was announced. DVD came out first, followed by Justin Michaels. After Stormm was introduced, Non Compos Mentis was. As the North American Champion made his way down the aisle, everyone in the arena was shocked when Johnny Vivacious ran down the aisle and attacked Non Compos Mentis from behind. They continued to fight on the entrance ramp, all the way back up the ramp and then through the entrance curtain, disappearing from sight. So now, we're left to what we were left to last week. A Tag Team Match between Ace Anderson and The Prophet, and Justin Michaels and David Van Dam. And just like last week, the team of Michaels and Van Dam wasn't able to get the job done, for, after alot of back and forth action, for nearly twenty minutes, and similar to last week's bout, the referee was distracted by the action going on the outside. But this time, it was DVD and The Prophet engaging in on battle. This allowed Ace enough time to go outside the ring, grab his World Title, and smack Justin Michaels dead smack in the mouth with it. Throwing the title out of the ring, he pinned Stormm at the 21 minute and 24 second mark, as Referee Eddie Lane turned around and made the count.
Winner
But that's not all!
Details: Following the match, the cameras immediately cut to the back where Johnny and Non Compos Mentis are still going at it. They have to be seperated by referees and backstage officials, and once they are, the feed cuts out.
*CLICK*[/i]
Overview
Pegasus d. Seth Sinn via pinfall
Melissa Malone d. Layla Marie & Belinda Styles via pinfall
Lantlas d. Austin Majesky via pinfall
The Byrd & Jamie Pereira d. Chrissy Johnson & Maddog via disqualification
LoKi d. Slither via pinfall
Grimm d. Mikey Wryght via forfeit
Ace Anderson, The Prophet, & Johnny Vivacious d. David Van Dam, Justin Michaels, & Non Compos Mentis via pinfall
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A thank-you goes out to Justin for his help with the results and a thank-you goes out to anyone who sent in segments this week.