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Venue: Sports Palace- Mexico City, Mexico
Date: August 19th, (DEADLINE = 10 PM CENTRAL SUNDAY)
24 Hour Deadline DOES Apply | | 
Professional Wrestling Today's Global Tour continues with Shockwave #105! We're back on our side of the globe and working towards a return to America. This week we stop off in Columbia
Main Event
Cage Match
CM vs Travis O'Neal
(2 wins down and 1 to go for CM! However this week in his path is the behemoth known as Travis O'Neal. This mountain of a man hasn't forgotten nearly being crippled by Synergy when CM was a member. Last week he left the Southern Heartthrob bleeding. Will Travis break CM in the cage this week? Oh, and escaping the cage means nothing) Return of Whysper!
Whysper vs Brian Hart
(Ladies and gentlemen prepare yourself for the return of PWT's "Silent Warrior"!. Finally we'll see Whysper back on SNS. Can he mark his comeback with a win over newcomer Brian Hart? Tune in and find out! Shhh)
Candy-Muffin-Connection vs Lucky Heat
(Summer won Lucky her job back last week and the ladies wasted little time in looking to get back on the tag scene. Well t his week t hey have CMC, comprised of Taylor Hamilton and recent signee Brandon Marks. Will the girls of Lucky Heat enjoy a successful return or will it be ruined by CMC?)
Mason Caine w/Josiah vs Akmed
(Mason, filled with his uncle's malice for the "sinners" of PWT made his presence felt last week. Mason was instructed to attack Akmed. He did so and left the big man beaten an bloody. But you knew that Akmed wouldn't let this go. So we've got ourselves a genuine grudge match right here.)
Jello- Match
Grace Taylor vs Georgia James
(Last week Isabell laid it on Georgia that she'd gotten Jonathan Brooks to book this match. Georgia wasn't happy about it, but what can you do? She and Grace will either have the match or be fired on the spot for refusing to work)
Jay Styles vs Drew Stevenson
Special Ref: Marcus Johnson
(Last week Jay demanded Marcus Johnson make things right after costing Jay his match with Javen. So Marcus went to Brooks and got him to give Jay a match against former Peoples champ Drew Stevenson. To boot Marcus is the ref! Could Marcus have ulterior motives gettin this booked?)
Kane Thrice vs Dominic Purcell
(A rough couple weeks for the former inamte don't look to be getting any easier. This week he takes on the massive Kane Thrice.)
Peoples Title Match
Prabhas vs Jessica Jones (c)
(Just to spite Marcus, Becca is giving Prabhas a shot at a title ranked hired than the Backyard strap. That's even though Prabhas fell to Johnson last week.) Dark Match
Javen vs Hunter Levesque
(This is just a match to get the folks in the arena ready for the televised show) | |  Results
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Javen vs Hunter Levesque
Winner: Javen [ In the dark match to get the crowd warmed up, Javen picked up the victory over Hunter. The match was full of lots of back an forth action. In total the fans witnessed a fifteen minute match. In the end however Javen picked up the win via a "Javen Effect" reverse twist of fate. He then got on the mic and promised that we'd not seen the last of Javen for the evening. [ After Javen had left the ringside area Sabrina announced Eddie Styles an Bob Fecca to ringside. The commentators came out together with Eddie getting mostly boos and Fecca getting cheered. They took their seats and Sabrina got the fans ready as the opening video starts to show on the tron... | |
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| [ Its about that time again folks! All throughout the week you've had to deal with other wrestling shows robbing you of time you'll never get back. Well now its time that you got a lil something back. Next up is PWT's Sunday Night Shockwave! Television and computer screens around the world fading from black into the opening video of Shockwave. Our new theme for the video is "Who I Am" by Smile Empty Soul. The music set to various scenes of PWT's stars in action. The video comes to an end and we fade into the Sports Palace in Mexico City, Mexico. Many a thousand of fans are on their feet. They all wave their signs around as the cameras pan the crowd. Eventually we pull in tight on Bob Fecca and Eddie Styles at ringside. Fecca: We're back again folks! Welcome to Sunday Night Shockwave brought to you by Professional Wrestling Today! Joining me as always is Eddie Styles and I'm Bob Fecca. Tonight we bring you our one hundred an sixth episode of Shockwave. Tonight Eddie we're live in Mexico City, Mexico! Styles: Normally I'd be excited Bob cause I love me a latina with those fiery tempers. Fecca: What's the problem then? Styles: Well there's a hurricane on the way man. Fecca: Eddie that hurricane, Dean by the way, is several days away. But I have heard that it could hit Texas and as we're scheduled to be in Houston next week, rumor is that Becca will be making an announcement in regards to next week's show. Styles: Maybe she'll announce that we're going somewhere safe.....like Canada. Fecca: I'd hate to deny our great Texas fans some PWT action. Styles: We could always go back later. Fecca: Well its probably best if we stop speculating on the weather. This is a wrestling show afterall. Lets talk abouts ome of the matches we have on t ap for tonight. Like our main event featuring Christian Michaels locked in a steel cage with Travis O'Neal. This match is the third in a series of five matches. In this series the Southern Heartthrob must win three at the least to advance to a second shot at Seifer. Styles: Yeah so far Michaels has managed to win the first two matches. This week though? I can't forsee Michaels picking up the win. For one he can't win this match by simply escaping the cage. Then secondly you have to remember how driven Travis O'Neal is with breaking CM in two. Fecca: Perhaps the Heartthrob could use that to his advantage somehow. Travis may be so focused on hurting CM that he could pick up the win. Styles: Doesn't do much good if you can walk to have your title rematch with Seifer. Fecca: True. How about the return of Whysper tonight? He's an exciting young star, not unlike Jeff Hardy of the WWE with what he can do in the ring. Styles: Yeah but just like Jeff Hardy he has a crash an burn rate just as high as his success rate. Fecca: That's always a possibility, but one way or the other fans leave after seeing Whysper in action knowing they got everything he had. Styles: Alright alright! Get off that kid's nuts before you choke. Sheesh! Lets talk about Mason Caine with his uncle Josiah taking on Akmed. Now THAT will be interesting Bob. Fecca: That's one word you could use to describe that match. I however don't know if I'd use that word. Perhaps "bloodbath" would fit better. Styles: Maybe it'll be Akmed's! You think it might? Fecca: Its a definate possibility. Another definate possibility is a good match between the "Candy-Muffin-Connection" taking on the returning Lucky Heat. As everyone saw last week, Summer finally earned Lucky Falcon her job back. Styles: I heard that Lucky thinks I'm hot. Fecca: I also heard that its possible to survive jumping in a volcano but I don't believer everything I hear. Styles: Well do you believe that we have a Jell-O match tonight? Fecca: That I do believe Eddie. As we saw last week before Isabell Winter's injury, she'd convinced Jonathan Brooks to book the match between Grace Taylor and Georgia James. This is one that I know all the men in attendance tonight are excited to see. Styles: Damn right we are! Fecca: Everyone should also be excited about Drew Stevenson versus Jay Styles. Neither of these two men are well liked plus they have to contend with Marcus Johnson as the ref. Styles: Good stuff right there. I wish ole Brooks would let Marcus book more cards. Fecca: Lets not go there again. Instead lets go to a commercial so that we can get back and have our first match of the evening. That match is of course Jessica Jones defending the Peoples championship against Prabhas. Folks we'll be right back to bring you that match! [ Shockwave heads to its first commercial of the evening. *COMMERCIAL BREAK* | |
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| [ Shockwave returns from the first commercial. However instead of out in the ring we're in the office set-up for Becca Wipwreck this week. We see the lovely owner of PWT sitting behind her desk with some papers before her. She's cued that we're live and begins to speak. In the background we can hear Prabhas' music playing. Becca: Ladies and gentlemen, I am here to address whether or not Shockwave will be moved need week from Houston, Texas. As many may be aware, Hurricane Dean was first expected to possibly hit the area. However watching various news reports today, it would seem that Dean will not be striking Texas. With this information we have decided that Shockwave will take place in Houston as scheduled. We invite all of our PWT fans in Houston to join us as PWT finally returns to the United States. Thank you and please enjoy the rest of tonight's show. [ The scene then switches back to ringside where "Prab-has, Prab-has" chant is still going on as well as the music. With an rare angle of turnbuckle camera slowly zooms over the ring where Prabhas is taunting at the fans. Prabhas gets down and goes into the middle of the ring as the video and audio stops playing...Still fans chanting " Prab-has, Prab-has". Cheers quickly turn from Prabhas to Jessica as 'My Way' by Limp Bizkit plays throughout the arena. J.J. steps out onto the entrance ramp with the PWT People's Championship around her waist.
Sabrina:"And his opponent, making her way to the ring from Miami, Florida weighing in at 125 lbs give it up for the People's Champion, J.J."
Styles:"The champion looks confident going into this one!"
Fecca:"Yes she does. Both Jessica and Prabhas want to win this thing. Now it's a matter of who wants it more!"
[ Fans are cheering loudly as she taunts them for a moment before running down the ramp and sliding in the ring. She gets to her feet and runs into the corner getting up on the second turnbuckle. She unfastens the People's Championship from her waist and raises it high above her head. After hopping down her music cuts and J.J. hands her title to the ref as the bell is signaled for.
[ As soon as the bell sounded, Prabhas came at J.J. with a clothesline, but she ducked underneath and as Prabhas turned back around, J.J. caught him with a spinning heel kick.
Styles:"Prabhas tried to get an early advantage, but J.J. countered."
[ As Prabhas scrambled to his feet, J.J. kicked him in the gut and went for a neckbreaker, but Prabhas reversed it and took J.J. down with a neckbreaker of his own. He then goes for a cover but J.J. kicks out at two. As the two of them get back to a vertical base, Prabhas dropkicks J.J. and she falls to the mat. Prabhas grabs her by the legs and pulls her into the middle of the ring before rolling her over into a boston crab. The more Prabhas applied the pressure to the hold the more Jessica screamed in pain, yet she refused to give in and inched her way to the ropes.
Fecca:"That's the heart of a champion right there."
[ As J.J. reached the bottom rope, Prabhas held on for a count of four before releasing the hold. J.J. was a bit slow getting up and Prabhas pulled her up by the hair before irish whipping J.J. into the ropes. As she came off the ropes, Prabhas picked her up and planted J.J. to the mat with a Chill-Down-The-Spine. Prabhas makes a cover and the ref gets down to count 1..2..kickout by J.J.
Styles:"J.J. just kicked out of Prabhas' finisher!"
[ Prabhas looked a bit stunned by this as he got to his feet. He argued with the ref a bit saying his count was slow. As he did this, it gave J.J. some recooperation time. As turned around, J.J. kicked him in the gut before planting him to the match with a DDT. J.J. then pulled Prabhas up and whipped him in the corner. J.J. followed him in with the In Your Face. As Prabhas stumbled from the corner, J.J. shoved his head between her legs. She hoisted him up only to drop Prabhas on his head with a J.J. Driver. She quickly made the cover and the ref's count begun 1..2..Prabhas barely got his shoulder up.
Fecca:"And Prabhas returned the favor and kicked out of hers."
[ It was J.J.'s turn to argue with the referee. Not many people kicked out of her finisher, which she was making very clear. When she finally turned her attention back to Prabhas he ran at her with a spear and drove her into the mat, folding her pretty much in half. He makes the cover and the ref begins to count 1....
Styles:"This could be it!"
2......
[ Before the ref can slap the mat a third time, Marcus Johnson appears and pulls the referee out of the ring, causing the ref to call for the bell.
Fecca:"DAMMIT! What is he doing here?!"
Styles:"Holding up his end of the bargain with Jessica I suppose!"
[ Fans are really pissed off now. They were in the midst of a good match and then Marcus stops it. The ref goes over to Sabrina and informs her of the outcome. Sabrina: Ladies and gentlemen, due to Marcus Johnson pulling the referee out of the ring.....This match has been thrown out! Therefore there is no winner of this match. It is a draw! And in the event of a draw, the champion retains the title. [ The fans boo loudly again. Jessica was a bit upset at first, but she seems to be ok with things now. Marcus reminds her that now she owes him as he backs up the ramp. Meanwhile we're headed to a commercial to try an calm these folks down. *COMMERCIAL BREAK* [ When we come back from commercial we're again backstage. This time though its not as pleasant a situation as Becca addressing us. Instead we find several officials checking on Dominic Purcell. The former inmate appears to have been driven through a table. To make things worse he also seems to have had a chair and ladder toppled over on him as well. The officialls are pulling the debris out the way as Hunter Levesque arrives to check on his friend. He wants to know what happened but there's no answers. We then go back to ringside. Styles: Well.......Guess this means no Kane Thrice versus Dominic tonight. Oh well, bring on Drew Stevenson versus Jay Styles! Hehehe. Another chance to spy a hottie. Fecca: You consider one of them a "hottie"? Styles: I meant Melinda you dolt! Fecca: Oh. Well folks I'm getting word through my head-set that Kane Thrice versus Dominic Purcell is in fact off. Looks like we're taking another commercial break and then going to the next scheduled match. [ Once again we go to a commercial break. *COMMERCIAL BREAK* | |
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| [ As commercial ends, "If You SaMELLLLLL... Take A Shower..." is heard then "T.N.T." by ACDC hits the p.a system. The crowd boos loudly as the self proclaimed "Wrestling Perfection", the Marcus of Johnson comes out from the back wearing his usual in-ring attire, but with a referee shirt as well. He pauses at the top of the ramp to soak in his surroundings and the noise from the crowd. Sabrina- Making his way to the ring, please welcome the official for this match, Marcuuuuuuuuuuuuus Jooooooooooooohnsoooooooooooon!! Fecca- I can’t help but notice the referee shirt. Marcus has been officiating more and more matches lately, but I fail to see him take them more seriously. Styles- What are you talking about? Marcus is probably the best referee in sports entertainment today! Not to mention wrestler�?/FONT> Fecca- That’s definitely disputable, Eddie. [ He then shakes his arms a bit while he looks around at the crowd doing his own little version of the People's Eyebrow. He makes his way down the ramp energetically, giving a few lucky fans in the front row a brush of his hand. He slides under the ropes and walks over to Sabrina, then whispers something in her ear. She offers him the microphone, but he kindly refuses and sits in the corner awaiting the competitors. "Enter Sandman", by Metallica, starts to play over the PA system. The arena goes pitch black dark, as a red light takes over the darkness, Smoke fills the ramp area.. And a video of Styles starts to play.. As the smoke continues to consume the entire ramp.. Jay emerges through the smoke and on the ramp.. Sabrina- This match is scheduled for one fall! Making his way to the ring from Memphis, Tennessee, weighing in at 212 lbs, PWT’s Manly Female, Jaaaaaaaaaay Styyyyyyyles!! Styles- BAHAHA! Fecca- What was that?? [ Marcus gives Sabrina a thumbs up�?/P> Styles- Wasn’t it nice of Marcus to arrange this match for Jay? Fecca- I suppose so�?however I’m curious as to what Marcus’s intentions are, since he’s been very vocal about his dislike of our TITANium Champion. Styles- What’s to be curious about?? Marcus is just a nice guy! [ On his way down to the ring, Jay ignores the fans and gets a determined look in his eye as he awaits the arrival of his opponent. The arena lights suddenly just shut off consuming the arena into complete darkness. The sudden engulfing of a massive bright spotlight shines down onto the entry area, the fans try looking through it but it is far too bright to see through it with the naked eye. Suddenly, the public address sound system comes on playing ''Burning Bright'' by Shinedown just as the stage is still engulfed in the massive light. After a few seconds, the spotlight begins fading away and the arena lights return to life as there stands Drew Stevenson with his hands on his hips just looking out nodding as these fans boo him. Sabrina- And the opponent�?from Seymour, Missouri, weighing in at 250 lbs, he is Mr. Die-Try Personified, Dreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeewww STEVEnsooooooooon!! Fecca- Failed to mention that he was the TITANium Champion�?/FONT> Styles- You’ve heard what Marcus has said about that. The TITANium Championship just isn’t as prestigious as it used to be. [ He just begins walking down the aisle sporting his usual attire which consists of dark green Chute Boxe style shorts, dark green kneepads, boots and his hands taped up in dark green tape as well. He begins walking down the aisle until he gets down to the ring, he quickly rolls into the ring from under the bottom rope immediately getting back to his feet just pacing the ring. Marcus calls for the bell�?/P> *Ding Ding*
[ Styles and Stevenson dance around in circles for a little while. Marcus gets bored and shoves Drew into Jay, who gives him a spinebuster�?/P> Fecca- And so it begins. Styles- They were taking too long! We have a time limit on this match ya know. [ Jay pops up onto his feet, a smirk on his face. He stalks Drew while Drew’s getting to his feet. Marcus, being the unbiased referee, gets bored and shoves Jay toward Drew too. Drew catches him with a drop toe-hold, and keeps the leg to whip in a STF(U) submission. Luckily for Jay, he was close enough to the ropes to grab them. Marcus asks Drew to release the submission, but Drew refuses expecting the 5 count. Instead, Marcus gives Drew a low round-house kick, knocking him off of Jay�?/P> Styles- How effective! Why count, when you can kick? [ Jay holds his neck, trying to catch his breath. Drew meanwhile gets into Marcus’s face but doesn’t throw any punches. Marcus justifies his actions by saying Drew wasn’t following the simple rules. Drew, angry, turns his attention back to Jay. Drew goes to grab Jay, who’s now on his knees, but Jay gives him a low blow right in front of Marcus�?/P> Fecca- Oh my! Jay not even trying to hide the fact that he’s cheating! Will Marcus disqualify him? [ Drew crumples over, holding his groin. While laying on the floor, he yells and curses at Marcus for not being fair. Marcus nods, then goes up to Jay and starts talking to him. Jay looks a little bit confused. Styles- What’s he saying?? Fecca- I think he’s telling Jay to take a low blow back or he’ll be disqualified!! Styles- BAHAHA! What’d I say? Unbiased!! [ Jay reluctantly stands still, legs spread while Drew delivers a low blow back. Before Jay can fall down, Drew explodes up into Jay and gives him a t-bone suplex. Drew covers him�?/P> 1!.. 2!.. [ Jay doesn’t kick out, but Marcus stops counting. Drew lets Jay out of the pin and confronts Marcus, asking what the problem was. Marcus holds up two fingers, which merely pisses of Drew. Marcus just keeps saying "two" and Drew once again turns his attentions back to Jay, who’s squatting, while being rather upset. Jay explodes up and hits Drew with an enziguri. Jay quickly climbs the turnbuckle then launches himself in the air for a moonsault. Marcus comes out of no where and dropkicks Jay out of the air and into the ropes, causing him to tumble through them and onto the floor�?/P> Fecca- What athleticism!! But�?why?? Styles- Because you’re not supposed to be allowed to jump off the top rope. Fecca- Well h*ll! You’re not supposed to be allowed to hit with a closed fist! Styles- Exactly! Marcus is just enforcing the rules. [ Drew gets up, confused to why his opponent is laying on the outside of the ring. He looks curiously at Marcus, who acts like everything’s normal. Drew backs up a bit, then charges the ropes to jump over them. He launches himself over the ropes, but Marcus grabs one of his legs, pulling him back making the top rope catch his neck. Drew bends over, holding his neck. He’s had enough and gives Marcus a hard right to the face�?/P> Styles- What?! How dare he!! Disqualification! [ Marcus responds instead by kicking Drew in the gut, then picking him up onto his shoulders. Before Drew could wiggle out, Marcus tilts a tad, then spins him around to land the Stoned (F-5). Marcus stands over Drew and yells something in his face. Jay Styles comes out of no where and shoves Marcus to the side, then falling on Drew for the cover. Marcus calls for the bell�?/P> Fecca- Oh come on!! He didn’t even count! Sabrina- Your winner, by disqualificatiooon�?DREEEEEEEEWWW STEEVEnsoooon!! Fecca- What?? Styles- He shoved Marcus! Fecca- Stevenson punched Marcus! Styles- And now he’s not able to celebrate. [ Jay immediately starts complaining, but Marcus ignores him and slides out of the ring and grabs his Backyard title, as well as Drew’s TITANium Championship�?/P> Fecca- Uh oh! [ Marcus slides back into the ring. Jay immediately stops complaining and quickly gets out of the ring. Marcus drops his Backyard title and is now just holding the TITANium Championship. He squats down, stalking Drew Stevenson who’s slowly getting to his feet. When Drew finally does, he’s met with gold to the face, promptly knocking him back down. Marcus picks up his Backyard title, and stands over Drew while holding both titles in the air�?/P> Fecca- Marcus has just made a statement, there’s no doubt about it. He wants Drew’s TITANium Championship! He wants to be a double champion. Styles- Seems only right, seeing how he’s one of PWT’s biggest stars! [ The crowd suddenly explodes as Marcus lowers the titles and looks at Drew again, who’s still out. All of the sudden Javen comes flying out of nowhere from being Marcus, he lands on Marcus’s shoulders, then hits a hurricurranna into a pin. A referee from seemingly no where as well and starts counting�?/P> 1!.. 2!.. 3!!! Styles- WHAT?!?! Fecca- I believe Javen has just won the Backyard Championship, following the 24/7 rules! Styles- NOOOO!!! [ Javen quickly slides out of the ring while the referee that accompanied him grabs the fallen Backyard title and follows Javen�?/P> Sabrina- Ladies and gentlemen, your NEW Backyaaaaard Champioon!! JAAAAAAAAAAAAveeeeeeeeeen!! Styles- I can’t believe it!! He defends the title two weeks in a row just to lose it like this?? Fecca- What goes around comes around! Styles- STOP SMILING!! THIS ISN’T GOOD!! Fecca- I’m sorry! I can’t help it, Eddie! Styles- Can too! Fecca- Not aaw. Styles- Yeah huuuh! [ And the scene fades with Bob and Eddie going back and forth�?/P> *COMMERCIAL BREAK* | |
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| [ The live audience in the arena continued to enjoy the live taping of Shockwave! The crowd began to grow silent until the lights among the stage began to flicker in a bright red color. "Like This" By Kelly Rowland Featuring Eve began to blast among the P.A. System! The crowd began to cheer at the sexy titantron being displayed among the titantron screen. Suddenly, Jason Caine's massage therapist Love Hennings began to come from behind the curtain. Jason's personal assistant named Deja began to follow behind Love as she appeared on stage right behind her. Both women held hands and waved to the live crowd as they both began to walk down the entrance ramp. [Sabrina]: "Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome, Jason Caine's personal assistant Deja and his massage therapist Love Hennings!" [ The crowd cheers as both beauties began to walk down the ramp and walk up the steel steps. Love Hennings enters the ring and Deja seductively steps in between the middle ropes and enters the ring with Love Hennings. Both women wave to the live crowd. Love Hennings grabs a microphone and begins to speak with a smile. [Love]: "Hello everyone, I'm Love Hennings and this is my good friend Deja. We both just thought that we would let you all know that if you wanna see all of the beautiful women in PWT up close and personal, then you need to check out IGN.com for all the sexy behind the scenes look at what goes on when the women of PWT take a break from the ring and head on over to the sandy beaches of Cancun Mexico." [ The crowd cheers. Deja chuckles and grabs the microphone. [Deja]: "Ok, no more promoting the DVD that is coming out later this year, we have other things to do. We both decided to come out here tonight and give away PWT T-Shirts and merchandise!" [ The crowd cheers [Deja]: "Hit the music!" [ "Like This" By Kelly Rowland featuring Eve began to play once again on the P.A. System. Love Hennings grabs a T-Shirt gun and gives it to Deja. The crowd cheers with the anticipation of getting free shirts. [Styles]: "Keep the shirts, just give me Deja and Love Hennings. I don't think they have your shirt size Fecca." [Fecca]: "Oh really?" [Styles]: "Do they have a size dork?" [ Deja and Love Hennings began to shoot out t-shirts to the live audience! The crowd cheers as Deja takes the gun and shoots out the t-shirts to the live crowd! Love grabs a few more shirts and begins to place them inside the T-shirt gun. Suddenly! A video begins to play on the PWT-a-tron screen. The tron screen begins to display a video of a beautiful woman standing in front of a bathroom mirror. Her back was facing the screen and you couldn't exactly see her face. She was wearing some nice baby blue short shorts without a top on. Her back was facing the camera and her hair was blonde and curly. The crowd cheers at the video being displayed on the screen! [Styles]: "Woo Hoo! Who is that!" [Fecca]: "I don't know." [Styles]: "Is she in PWT?" [Fecca]: "We have alot of beautiful blondes in PWT, but I don't remember this one. Who is that?" [Styles]: "I don't know man, but I gotta find out. What would it take for her to turn around!" [ Love Hennings begins to look at a few of the t-shirts that she was shooting out to the live crowd and she started to have a confused look on her face. The music began to stop playing on the p.a. system. Love told them to cut her music off. Love had a confused look on her face. Love grabs the microphone and speaks. [Love]: "Ladies and gentlemen, we have a little bit of technical difficulties going on right now. For some strange reason, these are not the t-shirts that I wanted to shoot out to the audience here tonight. I told the people backstage that I wanted to shoot out t-shirts to promote the next PWT Pay-Per-View but these are not the right shirts." [ Deja looked at Love Hennings with confusion. Deja grabbed one of the shirts and she started to open it up and take a look at it. Deja was confused. The shirt didn't have anything to do with the next pay-per-view, the t-shirt was a black shirt with the initials "V.H." on the back of the shirt. On the front of the shirt was the words "Victoria Hamilton" on the front. Love and Deja both looked at each other with confusion. [Love]: "Ladies and gentlemen, I apologize for this situation. The name Victoria Hamilton sounds very familiar to me. Victoria Hamilton is actually a name that I know personally from my experiences in the wrestling industry but I don't think that this is the same Victoria that I have known within my past. No, it can't be who I think it is. Deja these are not the right shirts, is this some kind of prank? Who did this?" [ Deja shook her head, she didn't have a clue about what was going on. SUDDENLY! A mysterious woman enters the ring wearing a black heel boots, a short jean skirt and a black tank top shirt! She enters the ring from the live crowd and she immediately spears Deja to the mat!!! [Fecca]: "HEY!" [Styles]: "Who is that?!" [ Deja hit the mat hard in pain! The mysterious woman runs over and kicks Love Hennings into the gut! She grabs her by the hair and sets her up for a powerbomb. She picks Love Hennings up and she slams her down her to the mat with a hard powerbomb!!! [Fecca]: "Now THAT is a powerbomb. Who is this woman?" [Styles]: "I don't know, but I like her already!" [ Deja and Love were both knocked out cold in the ring. The mysterious woman had long curly blonde hair with eyes that looked deadly and seductive. Theme music began to play on the p.a. system and the mystery woman began to rip off her skirt and tank top shirt! The crowd cheers at the sight of this curvaeous woman! [Styles]: "This hottie got more curves than the yellow brick road! I'm in Heaven!" [ The woman had stripped down to her bra and panties. She grabs one of the t-shirts and she began to place the shirt on her body. Suddenly, the woman was wearing the shirt with the words "Victoria Hamilton" on it. [Fecca]: "The woman just put on that t-shirt. Is this Victoria Hamilton? Is this her?" [Styles]: "I hope so." [ The woman exits the ring and she steps back into the live audience and leaves within the crowd.... *COMMERCIAL BREAK* | |
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| [ There was a kiddie pool of Jell-o below the stage as we zoomed in getting a look at it closely as ‘Downfall�?by Trust Company hit and Georgia James walked out wearing a pink and white polka dot bikini. She smirks as the crowd goes wild for her dressed in a skimpy bikini as she looks out over the crowd and points doing the A-Town down hand gesture and she walks down the ramp half way and out runs Grace Taylor in a sky blue bikini with white trim blind siding Georgia forcing her to roll down the ramp towards the ring. The match it doesn’t take place in the ring but Grace doesn’t care as she picks up Georgia applies a waist lock and then rams her into the ring apron before dragging her to the Kiddie Pool filled with Jell-O by her long brown hair. Grace smirks as she places Georgia in between her legs and then lifts her up in the air.
Fecca: Grace is going to powerbomb Georgia on the concrete floor.
Styles: Oh no she’s not she’s gonna to Alley Oop her into the Jell-O�?ALLEY OOOOOOP! SPLAT!
Fecca: Oh my good�?She just reverse powerbombed Georgia face first into that pool of Jell-o.
[ Georgia gags as she comes up as Grace backs up against to the side of the ramp and runs towards her and spears her down as the crowd goes oooh as Referee Frank Mason shrugs his shoulders and gets into the pool of Jell-o and begins to count down Georgia by taping the side of the pool.
ONE�?
TWO�?
[ Georgia kicks out and then rakes the eyes of Grace and Monkey flips her back off her as the crowd roars their approval. Georgia begins to rub Grace’s face into the Lime Green Jell-O as she gets a rush of energy it seems and she then raises up Grace and applies a modified cobra clutch.
Fecca: I think I’ve seen it all a cobra clutch applied in a Jell-O match.
Styles: Oh our Goddess is so great that she can apply the cobra clutch.
Fecca: Grace isn’t going to tap out she might be new to PWT but she’s shown that she’s got some spunk to her.
[ Georgia then senses that Grace isn’t got to give in and falls back hitting her with a cobra clutch suplex dumping her on her head. The crowd pops for this display of athleticism as she then goes for a cover immediately as Mason counts out Grace.
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[ Grace kicks out and Georgia pulls her up by the hair and looks to pull her with punches but she shrugs her shoulders and cracks a great big smile and then Grace and Georgia embrace and begin to make up kissing passionately like long lost lovers. The male population goes nuts for this and a serious HLA chant breaks out.
Fecca: This is rated X for XTREME!
Styles: I think I’ve died and gone to heaven. There is a GAWD and he is so damn GOOOOOD!
[ Grace overpowers Georgia and takes her down to the jell-o and they roll around making out the Mason doesn’t know what to do count them out repeatedly as one rolls to their back or the other reverses it or just watch with a smile. Finally he gives in and watches with a great big smile across his face as he pumps up the crowd to do more HLA chants.
CROWD: HLA, HLA, HLA, HLA, HLA, HLA�?BR>
Styles: HLA, HLA, HLA, HLA, HLA, HLA.
Fecca: This is a family program!
King Flip: HLA?! This is the crap you have one half of the greatest tag team in history doing. This is a mockery.
Fecca: What? How did you get here!
Styles: HLA, HLA, HLA, HLA!
King Flip: Chriss Angel and David Blaine combined their magic powers and zapped me here numb nuts what do you think Peon?
Fecca: Magic is cool. I didn’t know they could zap someone to ringside.
King Flip: Thank god they finished making out but now they’re playing grab ass and I have to put a stop to this nonsense. She’s Thee Reigning Goddess.. One half of FlipJam and I will not stand for my partner making a mockery of herself for these simple peasants and peons in the crowd. She knows better then to degrade herself. I might have to teach her a lesson.
[ King Flip leaves the announce position leaving Fecca and Styles confused as Georgia spanks Grace and then goes to slam her but Grace counters it and slams her down down with nice Half Nelson exploder into the Jell-O but Georgia kicks out at two and Grace picks her up but Georgia gets free grabs a glob of jell-O and shows it into Grace’s face stunning her and then she kicks her in the mid-section and lifts her up on her shoulders. Before she can do anything King Flip shows up and he stands infront of Georgia berating her and then we hear a audience comment.
King Flip: YOU FILTHY WHORE!
[ Georgia drops Grace off her shoulders and climbs out of the pool of Jell-O covered in it from head to toe she steps up and gets into his face asking him what he called her. He doesn’t hesitate to repeat it.
King Flip: YOU FILTHY WHORE!
[ Georgia doesn’t hesitate to crack a smile and then walk up to Flip and tell him to say it one more time so she gets it loud and clear as she has some jell-O in her ear as she mockingly cleans it out and he doesn’t hesitate to say it once again.
King Flip: YOU FILTHY WHORE!
[ She hauls off and slaps the crap out of him and asks him who in the hell he thinks he is and that she is the star and he’s just riding her coat tails to success. She turns her back as Grace is back up as Flip holds his face and Georgia walks back towards her protégé who is still reeling a bit as Georgia goes to step into the ring King Flip grabs her by her chocolate brown locks and locks in the Tazzmission and then suplexes her into the side of the stage. The crowd lets out one massive chorus of boos as he smirks after hitting her with The Throne. She is in a heap as he picks her up and slams her into the side of the stage shoulder first causing her to crash with a thud and then he drags her to the pull of Jell-O and begins to drown her life less body in it. Grace looks on in horror as she is told to cover Georgia or else she’ll get it as Miss James lays lifeless in the pool of Jell-O now after the brutal assault. Grace complies�?Mason mercifully ends it.
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Shauna: HERE IS YOUR WINNER GRAACE TAAAAAYLOR!
[ "Holding out for a Hero" doesn’t hit as Grace immediately checks on her best friend and mentor as she watches her lying motionless but King Flip grabs her by the hair and throws her off. He then picks up Georgia and puts her on his shoulder and leaves the scene for now. The crowd is booing the hell out of him as Grace looks on enraged and disgusted that she’s pick up a win this way thanks to the interference of Flip Frields.
Fecca: This is despicable�?
Styles: Where is he taking?
Fecca: I have no idea but this is not going to end well.
[ Abruptly we go to a commercial. *COMMERCIAL BREAK* [ We come back after a commercial break and King Flip is slapping Georgia across the face repeatedly laughing every time that he slaps her as he speaks up.
King Flip: Feel good to be bitch slapped Georgia? Feel good to be torn apart by The Cold Hearted King himself?
[ Georgia is out of it as she picks her up under her arms and throws her into a wall backstage as the crowd boos as she hits the wall and slides down and King Flip looks down at her and then runs at her kicks her into the face and we see blood begin to trickle down her nose.
Fecca: Someone get some help�?This man has lost it.
Styles: This is going too far.
Fecca: Way, way, way too far.
[ King Flip smirks as he pulls up Georgia by the throat as she is completely gone and half conscious as he speaks up again.
King Flip: Georgia, when you wake up from the worst beating you’ve ever suffered you will know that I am not just your side kick. I’m not just the funny man who backs up the god damned wrestling mega star Georgia James when she feels like a few shits and giggles. I am The Cold Hearted King. I am a star in my own right. You’ve held me down for far too long and I am going to make an example out of you starting next week when you take on me and my brother brother Junkco in a Handicap match. That’s right Thee Reigning Goddess is about to be picked apart piece by piece if you can make it to Shockwave next week.
[ With that he slams her against the wall and walks off laughing as we cut away to Fecca trying to call for someone to come to PWT’s resident goddess�?aide.
Fecca: Someone help her now�?Dear god I have never seen Georgia get beaten this badly ever. Someone help her please.
[ With that we away with one last image of a bloody and unconscious Georgia James in a heap. *COMMERCIAL BREAK* | |
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| [ Shockwave returns from commerical with a wide shot of the ring and the crew busy with the jello clean up. Eddie and Bob's voices cut in over the shot. Bob" Well how do you go from two gorgeous girls rolling around in jello to two monsters who need to mainline slimfast?" Eddie" With your eyes closed" Bob" This next match isn't going to be anything about wrestling and everything about brawling folks. Last week The Caines appeared during the Isabell/Akmed match and tried to sacrifice Akmed. Yes folks I said sacrifice, lets take a look at the footage" [ The video from last week's attack on Akmed rolls on the big screen to a chorus of boos. Bob" As you can see if it wasn't for PWT owner Becca Whipwreck putting a halt to everything Akmed could be a pin cushion by now." Eddie" I was backstage earlier today and I seen Akmed preparing for this match. He looked extremely intense and is ready to get a little payback against The Caines" Bob" He has a big task in front of him, no pun intended. Mason Caine aka Malice is a six foot eight monster and this Uncle Josiah would make Stephen King flinch.. Lets go up to the ring for the introductions and get this fight started" [ Sabrina is looking especially radiant tonight in a short blue formal , she plays to the fan's hoots and hollars bringing the mic to her lips. " Ladies and Gentlemen the next match of the evening is scheduled for one fall with a twenty minute time limit." [ As the intro to Let the Bodies Hit the Floor starts a lone man is standing at the top of the ramp with a spotlight on him and his head bowed down and his hands crossed in front of him.
Sabrina"Hailing from the Isle of Samoa...This is AKMEDDDDDDDDD!!!" [ At the end of the intro the man throws his arms out wide and his head back and then sprints to the ring and slides in under the bottom rope and kips up when he is clear of the bottom rope to the cheers of the fans which seem to suprise Akmed somewhat Bob" He looks ready for this match tonight and is getting some cheers from the fans. Mason Caine's first match in PWT could be his last" Eddie" You can never count out the Caines and I remember another announce colleague once saying that Hitler would be a fan favorite if he was facing a Caine and I believe that holds true tonigh,but you also gotta remember who you are dealing with at all times.. Sure they all have jumped the wall at the Wacko Hut ,but they know this sport and most of all they know how to be the bad guy" [ The lights flicker and then fade to black as Josiah's voice comes over the sound system "Reach out and touch faith" followed by the skin crawling cackling of the Righteous Reverend. Personal Jesus by Marilyn Manson begins to play throughout the arena to the boos of the audience as a giant cross appears on the big screen covered in blood it ignites into flames with the words shooting across the screen....YOU WILL BELIEVE... Sabrina" An his opponent from Sulphur Springs Sanitarium and accompanied by his spiritual advisor Father Josiah...This is MALICEEEEE!!" [ Mason appears on the stage the heavy steel chain wrapped around his neck with Father Josiah following behind him. The master of the massacre stalks to the ring and climbs in over the top ropes charging at Akmed who charges towards him at the same time. They meet at the middle of the ring and start exchanging fists that would put Rocky Balboa to shame. Bob" I knew this would be a war from the start" Eddie" Run for your life Sabrina, King Kong and Godzilla are throwing down" Bob" Throwing Down?" Eddie" B.E.T is the only channel the hotel gets in english" Bob" Ahhh" [ The big men continue fire off on each other as Sabrina retreats to to the floor and referee Jim Richards calls for the opening bell. Mason seems to get the better of the first exchange driving Akmed back into the ropes. He irish whips him across the ring and goes for a big clothesline on the rebound but Akmed ducks getting momentum from the far ropes he catches Mason with a high elbow sending the big man crashing to the mat. Akmed sizes him up ala Ric Flair and goes for a knee drop to the forehead only to crash his knee into the mat with Mason moving out of the way.
Bob" Back and forth here in the early goings" Eddie" Ut Oh" Bob" Huh?" [ Josiah walks up to the announce table and takes a seat next to Eddie putting on a headset Bob" It looks like we are going to be joined by the Spiritual Advisor to Mason Caine...Father Josiah" Eddie" Welcome Father" Josiah" Bless you Edward and Robert, but please continue with your jobs. I wouldn't want the power hunger harlot to fire two such fine and upstanding individuals for taking the time to acknowledge me. I am simply wanting to observe my demon in action" Bob" Fine Individuals? You do know who Eddie Styles is right?" Eddie" Quiet you!!" Josiah" Do not raise your voice Brother Edward....Brother Robert shall repent for his sins of the lips won't you Robert?" Bob" Huh?" Josiah" You shall see soon enough...Everyone will repent and seek my grace" [ In the ring Mason and Akmed continue to go back and forth with very little wrestling involved and mostly fighting. Akmed lays in a couple sharp chops to Mason's oversized chest and fires him into the corner following in with a high knee to the jaw. Mason falls from the corner and Akmed goes to the top rope. Bob" Akmed is going high risk...Not really his forte" Eddie" He should know better to climb to high places, look how that turned out for Humpty Dumpty" [ Josiah Chuckling" How very humorous of you Brother Edward. Are you ready to repent yet Brother Robert?" Bob" I think I would rather call the match" [ Akmed comes off the top with a diving headbutt into Mason's chest , he covers the big man and goes for the pinfall. ONE...Mason kicks out Bob" Malice just took a headbutt from a three hundred and twenty five pound man and kicks out after barely a one count." Eddie" Impressive man you have there Josiah" Josiah" The family breeds a strong stock that live for all the elements of pain." Bob" So Malice was trained by his brother the Legendary NovaCaine, but why haven't we ever heard of you Josiah?" Eddie" Don't be rude" Josiah" Its okay Brother Edward, Brother Robert asks a fair question. If you must know Robert, I have spent most of my life in a monastery and self imposed exile. Until recently I was working to try to bring religion to the Pagan Garbage of East L.A. .." Bob" Isn't it true you have been excommunicated from the church after several young girls accused you of touching them?" Eddie" You have to forgive my partner Father. He likes to pretend he is Geraldo." [ Josiah sounds flustered" You shouldn't speak such blasphemy Robert. Words like that can come with a very high price." [ In the ring Mason is back in control and powerbombs Akmed to the mat , but instead of going for the pinfall he goes to the corner and grabs his chain. The referee tries to stop him but he shoves by him intent on crushing Akmed's head with the chain. Mason wraps the chain around his fist and tries to slam it down into Akmed's face, but Akmed rolls out of the way and Mason punches the mat. Akmed comes to his feet and grabs for the chain..The two men are in a tug of war for the chain as Richards once again tries to step in only to get clotheslined down to the mat with the chain pulled taught between the two massive men. Bob" Richards is down. What is your man thinking Josiah?" Josiah" He is doing the lords work Sinner." [ Josiah gets up from the table and steps towards the ring .. Bob" I will never understand why Becca hired thes...." [ Bob is cut off when Josiah whirls around in front of the table and lands a heavy cane shot to Bob's head knocking him out of his seat. Eddie scatters and Josiah dives over the table trying to choke Bob screaming in his face" You speak lies....ITS ALL LIES!!!....THEY WERE ALL HER!!" [ The security rushes from the back and Mason jerks the chain in and hits the cycle of despair on Akmed as his momentum carries him right into Mason. Mason goes to the floor grabbing a chair and coming back into the ring, he tries to hit Akmed with the chair but the security rush the ring trying to break it up..Mason takes out two security guards with the heavy 'THWACK" of a steel chair to skull impact only to have the rest push him back into the corner trying to restrain him. 
[ Akmed gets to his feet a bit wobbly but hellbent on getting to Mason, he dives over the pile of security hitting Mason with a series of rapid fists to the crowds delight. More officials hit the ring trying to separate the men. They drag Akmed back into the far corner only to get crushed under an avalanche dive from Mason as he breaks free and attacks Akmed again. [ Out on the floor even more security and crew wrestle Josiah off of Bob Fecca and pull him back from the table as he bites and kicks at them frothing at the mouth like some kind of wild animal . Eddie grabs one of the broken headsets and speaks into it quickly. Eddie" We gotta take a commerical we will be right back" [ The fans are chanting " THIS IS AWESOME!!!" and " P...W..T!!" as Shockwave goes to commercial " *COMMERCIAL BREAK* [ A couple car ads and a Cialis commerical later the show comes back with a tight shot of Eddie at the table. Eddie" Bob was taken to the back to be checked out but he appears to be fine. Referee Jim Richards ruled the last match a Double Disqulification when all hell broke loose. We do not condone nor support the actions of The Caines or Akmed and I am sure the Management of P.W.T will be leveling fines against Josiah. You do not attack an announcer, no matter how funny that was. " Eddie smirks" We will be right back with our next match" *COMEMRCIAL BREAK* | |
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| [ After that last craziness the comemrcials end and we're back. Once again this is a backstage situation. This time Jonathan Brooks has a cell-phone in one hand next to his ear and in the other is a jelly doughnut. Brooks: Oh yeah Izzy, that was a great match idea to book...... It got Georgia's old tag team partner so mad that he showed up and beat her down...... Yes, he beat her badly...... Now next week he and his brother are facing her in a handicap match......Uh huh.....Uh huh....Hold on a minute. [ The camera pulls back to reveal Marcus Johnson standing in front of Brooks. He doesn't look happy. Brooks: Erm Izzy, it looks like I need to call you back........Marcus is here and he doesn't look thrilled........Ok, I'll remind him. [ Brooks flips his phone closed. Brooks: That was Izzy. She wanted me to remind you to buy her a few illegals to do all her house work when you came back.....Is there something wrong Marcus? Marcus: You're damned right there's something wrong! Earlier tonight that silly bastard Javen unfairly attacked me from behind. Not only that but he had some jabroni ref who counted a three and awards Rainbow Brite *MY* Backyard title. And I wanna know what you're gonna do about it. [ Jonathan ponders this for a moment. Brooks: Well technically the rules state that during an episode of Shockwave, the Backyard championship falls under a twenty-four/seven style rule. So I can't just strip Javen of the title. Marcus: Well then how about next week you make a match? Me versus Javen with my belt on the line. And to make sure things go right, *you* should be the ref. Brooks: That sounds like... Becca: A terrible idea! [ Now we have the boss, Becca, stepping into the scene. Behind her is her beau Drew Stevenson. He's glaring at Marcus hard enough to burn a hole through the guy....Well if that were possible an all. Becca: Instead of just setting Javen up to be screwed over by you two, I think we need an impartial referee for this match. And I think Drew here is just the man for the job. Marcus: Him? This'll be about as fair as the Montreal Screwjob. Becca: If you don't want the match Marcus.... [ Johnson grumbles under his breath for a moment. Marcus: Fine, I'll take the match. And you better not screw me over! [ He says to Drew while putting a finger in his face. In response to this Drew overhead belly to belly suplexes Marcus through the catering table! Food and drinks go everywhere. Brooks checks on Marcus as Becca and Drew walk off pleased. We then fade out to ringside.
Fecca �?"Welcome back to PWT, the next match is featuring the returning Lucky Heat versus CMC."
Styles �?"Always nice to have one more Diva in the PWT."
[ Sabrina is standing in the ring, as "Everything Sucks" by Reel Big Fish hits the P.A system. Taylor Hamilton comes spinning out of the curtain on a spinny chair. He happens to fall off because of an unexpected bump on the ramp. He gets up and starts dancing to the music while making his way back towards the spinny chair. He grabs the chair and starts running towards the ramp, then hops on the chair and starts to roll down the ramp giving a few of the lucky fans in the front row a brush of his hand on his way down. The chair collides with the ring, and Taylor's momentum allows him to slide underneath the bottom rope. He does a head spring and gets to his feet, but stops and grabs his head. He slowly falls back to the ground and sits there for a little while holding his head. The ref walks over to him to see if he's ok and Taylor waves him off. Taylor gives him the thumbs up and slowly gets to his feet, as his tag team partner makes his way out towards the ring as "No Sex In The Champaign Room" comes through on the P.A system. Brandon Marks burst through the curtain with a lollie pop in his mouth and grins from ear to ear. Feeding off the energy of the crowd Brandon Marks makes his way down the ramp taking pictures and signing autographs. At the end of the ramp Brandon slides in the ring and stands to his feet walking up beside Taylor, as they wait for their opponents.
Sabrina �?"In the ring, for this tag team match, set for one fall, Taylor Hamilton & Brandon Marks, CMC!"
[ Taylor and Brandon feed on the cheers from the fans, as Brandon enjoys his lollie, then moments later, the lights dim and on the P.A system, "Can’t Hold Us Down" by Lil Kim & Xtina hits, and out from behind the curtain walk Lucky & Summer. Both divas shake their heads in disappointment, as they look at each other, and then head down towards the ring.
Sabrina �?"And their opponents, making their way to the ring…Lucky Falcon & Summer Stratus, Lucky Heat!"
[ Summer tags the fans on her way down the ramp, as Lucky blatantly ignores them, totally focused on the two men in the ring.
Fecca �?"Looks like Lucky is totally focused on this match...she’s doing nothing but looking into that ring." Styles �?"As long as she looks good in the ring, I really don’t care what else happens."
[ Fecca shakes his head as Lucky and Summer get into the ring, and discuss who is going to start the match. Taylor decides to take charge and steps forward as Brandon steps out of the ring with his lollie still in his mouth. Lucky finally talks Summer into letting her start off, as Summer steps out of the ring and Lucky takes a step towards Taylor, as the referee signals for the bell, to signify the beginning of the match, as Taylor and Lucky lock up in the middle of the ring. Taylor got the upper hand as he got Lucky in a headlock, then he suddenly grabbed Lucky’s hair and pulled it. Lucky let out a scream, as the ref warned Taylor, and separated the two. Lucky looked at Summer, then she looked at Taylor who was all smiles. She then ran at him with a clothesline, which he ducked and as she turned around, he stuck out his foot, and tripped Lucky, sending her down to the mat face first. He grinned as he walked over to his corner, as Lucky was getting up and tagged in Brandon. As Lucky came at Brandon, he kicked her with a step over heal kick, which sent her back down to the mat.
Fecca �?"I guess that big bad ring rust has come into play here so far in the match. Lucky’s had no chance so far, she’s not fairing too well, she’d better tag in Summer soon."
Styles �?"But she looks good sucking."
Fecca �?"..."
[ Lucky got up with help from the ropes, as Brandon was waiting for her, he grabbed her by the neck, and helped her towards her corner where Summer was leaning over the top rope with her foot on the bottom rope, trying to reach in for Lucky, Lucky didn’t even bother trying to reach for Summer, she already knew that Brandon was playing with her. She then managed to reverse the hold, and pulled Brandon’s arm behind him in an arm bar. Brandon looked a little shocked, as Lucky jumped and pulled down on his arm, wrenching it. She let go of him, and as he turned around he was met with a spinning heal kick, which now sent him down to the mat. Lucky then starting stomping on him in the ribs. She then helped him up and dragged him over to her corner where Summer was waiting for the tag. As Summer stepped into the ring, Lucky held Brandon’s arm, as Summer kicked him in the ribs, then took over as Lucky stepped out of the ring. Summer then stepped behind Brandon and locked him in an abdominal stretch, the ref asked if he wanted to quit, but Brandon refused, as Summer then hit a backbreaker, letting him fall to the mat. She dragged him across the ring to her corner, as she climbed up onto the turnbuckle, and signaled for her finisher the Heat Advisory.
Fecca �?"Looks like Summer wants to end this match right here, if she hits this move, it’s all over for CMC."
[ As she jumped off the turnbuckle, Brandon rolled away and caused Summer to hit nothing but mat. Lucky winced slightly as she watched Summer hit the mat. Brandon made his way slowly over to his corner to tag in Taylor, as Summer tried to get up. Taylor walked over to Summer, and stood behind her as she used the ropes to get up. As she turned around, Taylor poked her in the eye. Summer shouted in protest as she backed into the ropes. Lucky hit a blind tag as she jumped over the ropes and ran towards Taylor. She stopped suddenly as Taylor got down onto his knees and started to beg her for mercy. He looked up at her, begging her not to beat him up. She raised her eyebrows and looked at him, then at the fans, then back down at him, as she stepped back, holding out a hand. The arena went silent for a moment, Summer was screaming behind her, as Taylor even looked surprised, as he got up and went to reach for her hand, when she haled back and bitch slapped him into next year, sending him down to the mat on his ass.
Fecca �?"Woah! That was a bitch slap…remind me not to get on Lucky’s bad side�?
Styles �?"Don’t get on Lucky’s bad side." Fecca �?"�? [ Lucky then grabbed him by the neck and swung him around for a devastating reverse DDT. She then ducked as Brandon came flying into the ring, Summer jumped into the ring and chick kicked Brandon out over the top rope, then jumped out of the ring onto him with a Crash N Burn. Lucky grabbed Taylor and hit her finisher the Lucky Break on him, and covered for the 1, 2, 3. As the ref signaled for the bell, Summer tossed Brandon back into the ring, and climbed up onto the top turnbuckle and jumped off landing a perfect Heat Advisory on him. She got up, as Sabrina announced them as winners.
Sabrina �?"And your winners…Lucky Falcon and Summer Stratus, LUCKY HEAT!"
[ Summer and Lucky hug, as they look at the men lying on the mat. Lucky smirks as she slides out of the ring. She walks over under the ring, and pulls out a basket, which is covered. She slides back into the ring, and walks over to Summer, as she pulls the cover off, and reveals a basket of muffins and candy. She offered the basket to Summer, and Summer took out a muffin, took the wrapping off the bottom and tossed it down onto Taylor, and started saying something, what…who knew…Lucky pulled a lollie from the basket, and unwrapped it, tossing the wrapper down onto Brandon, and stuck the lollie in her mouth, as she smiled. "Can’t Hold Us Down" hit the P.A and the two divas got out of the ring, Lucky with the basket in hand, she made her way up the ramp, and started tossing muffins and candy out at the crowd as the duo made their way backstage, leaving Brandon and Taylor lying in the middle of the ring. *COMMERCIAL BREAK* | |
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| [ The commercial is over and we're ready for the next match. Sabrina takes the mic and gets in the ring. Sabrina: "Making his way to the ring, weighing one hundred ninety pounds. From Plainville, Indiana, being escorted by Angelina Santana....Whyyysssperrrr!!!" [ "The Truth" by Limp Bizkit blasts through the P.A. and plays awhile, awaiting the arrival of the Silent Warrior. After a few seconds, Whysper emerges from the back along with Angelina, wearing a Mexican flag draped on his head looking down with the flag concealing his face. Angelina wears a white t-shirt with black shoulders and back. In red, it reads 'Mexicana' in the Metallica logo font. Whysper flips his head back, putting the flag around his shoulders. Whysper also wears a black t-shirt that says 'Latino' in red, old English font. The crowd simply erupts at this show of Mexican pride. Whysper pounds his chest with his fist and gives the rock/heavy metal taunt. Then, he looks up towrds Heaven and points towards that direction. He then looks at Angelina and she turns to him dramtatically, pressing herself against him as he grabs her around the waist. She puts her arms around Whysper's shoulders and wraps her right leg around his waist as he holds it around the thigh area. Angelina caresses the Silent One's face as he does hers. They then engage in a short kiss. After releasing each other, Whysper walks to the ring with Angelina sauntering behind him. Once he gets a few feet from it, he sprints and slides in. Once he stands back up, he then looks at Angelina and points at her. She gives the crowd a playful smile and puts her hands on the apron. Then, Angelina proceeds to twist and gyrate her hips in a seductive motion. She then puts up one of her long, athletic legs on the apron, caresses it, then puts the other one on the apron and pulls herself up onto the apron.
Styles: Oh my God if I said anything bad about Whysper's return then please forgive me! I love this kid.....as long as Angelina comes with him to the ring every night
[ She ducks under the ropes and into the ring. Whysper then helps her up. Then, as Angelina greets the crowd, Whysper climbs a turnbuckle and does the same rock taunt he did on stage, but does the it with both hands in the air and with his mouth open like he's yelling. Then he crosses his arms in front of him in the form of an 'X.' After that, Whysper runs to another turnbuckle and does the same taunts again. He then hops down, kneels at the turnbuckle, and prays as Angelina climbs out of the ring. Once he gets done doing that, he stands up, takes his shirt and flag off, throws it outside, and walks to the center of the ring. Fecca: Looks like the returning Whysper has something to say. [ The Silent One grabs a mic and yells out, Whysper: "¿¿¿¡¡¡Que ondaaaaaaas Méxiiiicooooo???!!!
(What's up, Mexico?!)"
[ The crowd erupts in a Whysper chant and he smiles at the warm reception.
Whysper: "He querido regresar a PWT para un tiempo largo. ¿Que lugar más perfecto regresar a PWT que en Mexico?"
(I have wanted to return to PWT for a long time. What better place to return to PWT than in Mexico?)
[ The crowd cheers again. Whysper hands the mic back over to Sabrina and waits for his opponent. "Harder To Breathe" hits the P.A as the lights dim amd red strobe lights feel the ramp. Brian Hart is raised on to the ramp by a platform below the stage with his back toward the audience. The song hits its chorus and Brian Hart turns around with a rather cocky smirk on his face. Taking his shades off his face and throwing them over his shoulder. Brian continues down the ramp and slides in the ring Sabrina: And the opponent, now in the ring, this is BRIIIIIIIAN HART!!! [ The bell rings and the official return to PWT is underway for Whysper. He and Brian meet in the center of the ring. Hart seems to get amusement out of the size mismatch between he an Whysper here. He even points at Whysper and laughs at him. Not a good idea to fire this lil guy up though. Cause Whysper slaps Brain's hand away and lights him up with lefts and rights. The Silent One manages to back Brain to the ropes. He then takes an arm and whips Brain across the ring. Hart hits the ropes and rebounds back. He tries to turn things in his favor and tries to take off Whysper's head with a clothesline. But its ducked by the shorter superstar. Whysper charges to the ropes, springs onto them, and then back with a cross body block. He stays on for a pin that gets a two. Hart races up but is met with a quick dropkick from Whysper. Hart races up again and catches a kick meant for his med-section. Brian waves a finger left to right as if tellin Whysper "Not this time". This is met with Whysper's response of a enziguri kick! Fecca: Fast paced action here Eddie as you'd expect from Whysper. Styles: Oh how I hate this crap! Give me the old days where people wrestled slow matches where I could follow what was happening. Fecca: Or you could quit complaining and try an catch up with the times. Styles: I don't wanna. [ Brian Hart is gettin up to a knee, shaking the cobwebs loose, when he see's Whysper fly past him. The exciting young man from Plainville springboards off the ropes and catches Hart with a back elbow smash to the face! As Hart goes down again, Whysper rolls through the move and back to his own feet. He waits for Brian to start on getting up. Hart does and Whysper slips in. He hooks Hart up for and nails a double-arm DDT. Quick pin afterwards and again nets Whysper a two. The fans feel it should've been a three. Whysper rests on his knees for a moment shaking his head. He's then back to his feet and climbing to the top turnbuckle. Hart to his feet again and looks up. He see's Whysper soaring through the air for a double axehandle but counters with a explosive clothesline! The impact catching Whysper and knocking him a complete flip before he hits the mat. Naturally on the outside Angelina is concerned about her future hubby-to-be. She slaps the mat trying to will Whysper back up. Fecca: And it looks like Hart may have finally found his counter for Whysper's speed. Styles: Haha, ya damn right he has! We like to call good old fashion brute force. Woo! [ Now in control of the match, Hart pulls Whysper to his feet. He tucks Whysper's head between his(Hart's) legs and then lifts him up. Brian bringing the Silent Warrior down in a powerbomb onto his(Hart's) knee. Whysper then flips on over face down on the mat. He reaches back between his shoulders in obvious agony. Hart is not finished though. He picks Whysper up and lifts him into the air in position for a Fisherman suplex. However when Hart drops Whysper its the variation of that move known as the Fisherman DDT. Hart makes a pin and just like Whysper can only net a two. The fans come alive for this and Hart tells them to shut it. He brings Whysper up once again. This time though Whysper fights back with lefts and rights to the mid-section. He manages to stun Hart and makes a move to ruin past him. But unfortunately Hart wasn't stunned enough as he snatches Whysper back into a quick Russian Leg Sweep. Fecca: Brian Hart now continuing to dominate Whysper. Styles: Which is not really a surprise considering this guy is said to be a son of Bret Hart. Fecca: You don't suppose if he loses this match he'll complain the next ten years of the "Mexico City-Screwjob" do ya? Styles: That's not funny. [ Hart now stalks as Whysper rolls to his stomach. He gets to his hands and knees and see's Brian behind him. He goes for the ole double-legged mule kick, but its caught by Brian. Hart then hits a sitout wheelbarrow facebuster on Whysper! Brian Hart now drags Whysper near the ropes, yellin at Angelina to get away. He steps out onto the apron and then slingshots over the ropes into a leg drop on Whysper. Fecca: Hart showing that he too can use the ropes in his offense. [ Whysper is reeling now as Hart continues to build on his advantage. He's ripped back to his feet by Hart. Brian calls for the end of the match and lifts Whysper onto his shoulders. He's looking for the "Canadian Rage" which is what he calls Brock Lesnar's "F-5". But as Hart spins Whysper out, the Silent One manages to counter into a big time DDT! Both men hit the mat hard and stay down. Angelina is on the outside cheering for Whysper, getting the crowd behind him. Styles: You've got to be kidding me. [ The ref makes it to six on the ten count when both men are up. Hart takes an arm and whips Whysper towards a corner. He follows in closely but Whysper runs up the turnbuckles and comes back with Jeff Hardy's "Whisper In The Wind". The move itself being a sort of flipping cork-screw body attack. Whysper is up quickly now and goes back to the top rope. He waits as Hart gets to his feet. Once Hart is up he's hit by Whysper's "The Sound of Silence" otherwise known as the diving fameasser. Whysper hooks a leg and ONE..........TWO............THREE!!!! The bell rings and Sabrina announces our winner. Sabrina: Here is your winner....WHYSPER!!! [ The fans are cheering loudly as Whysper an Angelina celebrate in the ring with a kiss. And Shockwave takes another commercial. *COMMERCIAL BREAK* | |
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| [ We're back and its time for the main event! The fans are anxious for things to get started. Refs and other officials are finishing securing the cage to the ring and we're about ready for the match. Fecca: Folks there you see officials securing the cage to the ring. That can only mean one thing Eddie. Styles: Hells yeah! We're just seconds away from Christian Michaels getting destroyed in that cage! Fecca: I still say we shouldn't count the Heartthrob out. [ A video starts on the tron as we hear "Eye of the Tiger" by Survivor start to play. This video comprised of images depicting Christian Michaels in PWT & ICWA action,.....Fans are cheering like hell, the lights coming back on to reveal their hero with his back to them....His arms are outstretched in Jericho-fashion...CM spins round and makes his way down the aisle slapping as many hands as he can on the way....Many fans shouting well wishes as he moves up the steps.....Michaels steps into the ring and calls for those cheers ....The music fading away as CM waits for the match to start... Sabrina: Now in the ring from Memphis, Tennessee........He is a former PWT Heavyweight champion on the trail for another reign.....This is....CHRISTIAN MIIIIIIIIIICHAELS!!! [ The fans go nuts with cheers as CM holds his hands up. But the cheers soon turn to boos as the theme for Travis kicks up. "Make It Rain" by Fat Joe an Lil Wayne does just that with those boos. Travis seems unfazed by it though as he steps out onto the ramp. He points at the ring and mouthes to CM that he's a dead duck. Styles: How can these people boo this man Bob? He was damn near crippled by Christian and friends last year! Now Travis gets to get some revenge and they boo him? Fecca: Well Eddie I guess much like me they believe its time to let things go. Travis has had about a year to sit and get over this. Yes, I get that he was almost crippled. But he recovered and has made a nice livingf or himself in Chicago running a gym. Styles: When someone tries to cripple you Bob, you don't just forgive and forget. [ Travis doesn't even wait for Sabrina to introduce him. He charges down the ramp and makes his way towards the cage door. O'Neal flies up the steps, but CM had already pulled the door closed. Travis goes to reach for it but Michaels dropkicks the door and sends it slamming into the face of O'Neal! The impact knocks Travis onto his butt. CM steps out the cage and onto the top of the steps. Travis gets upa nd CM comes off the steps with an attempt at a double axehandle. Unfortunately for him, Travis manages to catch him. He rams CM back first into the cage not once or twice but thrice. Christian is finally propped against the cage and Travis looks to charge him with a spear. Its side-stepped by Michaels though. He jumps on the back of Travis and locks on a sleeper hold. The move has little effect before CM is snap-mared off. Fecca: Michaels is having little affect here with conventional offense. He's going to have to start trying more unconventional methods to survive this match. Styles: Come on Travis! Break his lil neck! [ CM gets up and Travis yanks him around. He sends the Heartthrob towards the steps. Michaels though manages to spring onto the steps and back off with a bit of a springboard elbow. The hit only staggers O'Neal, but that was all the time CM needed. He slips under the ring skirt and under the ring itself. Right away Travis rips the skirt up an d peeks underneath for Michaels. The fans cheer as CM appears on the side with a chair in hand. He tosses that up over the top of the cage into it. CM then begins to scale the structure as Travis finally notices what is going on. Christian is inside the cage and climbed down to a top turnbuckle when he see's Travis charging towards him. CM jumps off for something but gets speared right out of the air! Fecca: What a spear! Styles: Damn. I felt that in my spine. [ The Southern Heartthrob is rolling on the mat in pain as a result of that spear. Travis has a wicked grin on his face. He picks up the chair that CM threw in and slaps the mat a few times with it. CM gets up and turns right around into a homerun shot from that chair! Michaels hits the mat and it looks like his stitches from last week have broken. Blood is seeping from the cut running into CM's hair. Fecca: Well you knew it wouldn't take long for this to get bloody. Styles: And I love it! CM deserves every bit of this! [ Travis measures another shot as CM gets up. The Heartthrob is slow to and once again turns into a sickening chair shot! O'Neal makes a pin and everyone seems to think he may have some mercy here. That's not the case though. ONE..........TWO.........And Travis yanks CM up by his hair! Fecca: Oh come on now O'Neal! [ He pulls CM to his feet before lifting CM up in the gorilla press position. Travis then charges forward, stops, and tosses CM into the cage! Michaels hits the damned thing and slides down. Somehow he manages to pull himself up between teh ropes and cage. Not a good place to be though. Travis charges and splashes, sandwiching CM between Travis, the ropes, and the cage. This leaves CM with his arms an head hanging over the top rope into the ring. O'Neal backs into a corner and then comes out with a big boot to the side of CM's face! The kick sending blood flying from CM's face and splattering on the mat of the ring. CM himself is once again down. But he's soon pulled up by Travis again. This time CM is whipped across the ring into a corner. Travis gets in the corner diagonally across and charges at CM. However the charging well runs dry as CM gets his feet up! Fecca: Michaels got his feet up! He's still alive in this! [ Christian comes out of the corner for Travis, but its not a bright idea. O'Neal spun away after taking the boots to the face. He then spins back around and explodes through CM with a massive clothesline! Styles: You mean was. Fecca: Dammit. [ Travis wipes his mouth, checking to be sure there's no blood. He doesn't find any and goes back to work on CM. Travis stomping the Heartthrob who tries to curl to the fetal position to protect himself. Not much protection though. O'Neal rips CM up and powerfully slams him back to the mat. Somehow CM actually gets to his own feet after this one. He's promptly hooked and hip-tossed halfway across the ring though! CM hits the mat and actually rolls from the impact the rest of the way to the ropes. He pulls himself up using the ropes and meets an incoming Travis O'Neal with lefts and rights. The fans quickly come to life as CM fights back. He actually manages to rock Travis back across the ring to the ropes. Christian starts alternating with chops between right hand shots. Fecca: CM fighting back now! He's fighting back against Travis with everything he has! [ The Heartthrob attempts to whip Travis across the ring to the ropes. However Travis reverses and sends Michaels to the ropes. CM rebounds back and gets caught in a spinebuster that seems to shake the ring and the cage! O'Neal gets up and leaves Michaels in the center of the ring. He goes to one of the corners and starts taking off the top turnbuckle padding. Once that turnbuckle is exposed, Travis takes off the covering to the middle one. Styles: OoOoOoOo! This is about to get good now. Fecca: More like sick and dangerous. Styles: Oh its already been there Bob. [ Out of nowhere CM has gotten back to his feet. He charges across the ring towards the unsuspecting O'Neal and jumps into the air. CM sending both of his knees into Travis' back an shoulders! He's caught off guard by CM's attack and meets that exposed top turnbuckle with his forehead! CM flipped over the ropes and slid down against the side of the cage again. Travis stumbled back holding his forehead which appears to be spewing blood. The fans are back on their feet as CM scrambles to the top turnbuckle. Travis finally takes his hands from his face and eats a missile dropkick! But the big man is quickly back to a knee and getting up. CM with a kick to the mid-section and follows up with the "Just Like That"! At that the fans come unglued cheering. Michaels seems moments away from winning this match. He makes the pin and ONE............TWO.............POWERFUL KICKOUT by Travis! He literally tosses CM off him. Fecca: My god what strength! Styles: Well you might as well go ahead and record this as a win for Travis. CM's big finisher couldn't put him down. [ As the behemoth is getting to his feet again, CM is up and flies forward. This time Travis gets "Whapped" with CM's version of a superkick. The crowd is stunned as the kick only seems to stun Travis. O'Neal falls back against the ropes but bounces off into a second superkick from CM. The same effects as before so Michaels tries it a third time. Sadly its not the charm folks. His foot is caught by Travis and tossed down. However CM counters and swings round with the foot for the "Dragon-Whap", which is Shelton Benjamin's "Dragon-Whip" move. But this too is countered by Travis. He ends up having CM in position to and then does catapult the Heartthrob into the side of the cage! CM slides down and ends up with his feet caught in between the top an middle ropes. Fecca: Oh no... Styles: This can't be good for that lil bastard CM. [ Travis takes this oppurtunity to pick up that chair from earlier. He walks over and chases the ref away from untying CM's feet. O'Neal then rams the chair into Michaels' ribs a few times before finally laying the chair on CM's face. Fecca: Come on now... [ Travis look out at the fans who are booing this development in the match. He waves them off and yells that CM deserves it. Then with every bit of malice imaginable he stomps on the chair not once or twice. Hell even three or four times isn't enough. Travis stomps on the chair FIVE times! And with each stomp CM convulses. Finally after the fifth time the convulsions shake the chair off his face. And the sight we're left with is a bloody mess. The ref is tellin Travis to finish this match with a pin, but O'Neal says he'll finish when *HE* is ready. Fecca: Someone needs to do something about this. This has gone far beyond a match now. Styles: Yeah well CM should've thought of this last year Bob. He should've known that there'd be consequences for his actions. Fecca: But this is too much. Styles: So was what Synergy did. Fecca: SYNERGY IS DEAD DAMMIT! Styles: Wait a few minutes and we may say the same about CM's career. [ The ref finally gets over and manages to untie CM's feet from the ropes. Travis meanwhile picks up the dented chair and waits for CM to get up. That ain't happening though. The ref checks him and suddenly calls for the bell. Styles: What?! Fecca: Finally the ref seems to be making the right call [ Sabrina comes over to the cage and the ref whispers through his decision. Sabrina: Ladies and gentlemen the referee has stopped this match due to Christian Michaels being unable to defend himself. As a result, the winner of this match is TRAVIS O'NEAAAAAAAAL!!!! [ The fans boo the decision but it was the right call. However Travis hasn't had his fill of making CM pay. As the cage is being raised, Travis heads over and nails CM across the back a few more times with the chair. He raises it up again but the crowd is cheering now. O'Neal wonders what is going on when suddenly the chair is snatched away from behind. He turns and....JAVEN! Javen cracks Travis between the eyes with the chair sending him out the ring between the ropes. Travis glares back in the ring as Javen yells that it was enough Fecca: Thank god for Javen! Styles: Did you really just say that? Fecca: Yes I did dammit! [ Shockwave heads to a final commercial as refs and Javen are checking on CM. *COMMERCIAL BREAK* [ Shockwave comes back from commercial and we're focused on Bob Fecca and Eddie Styles. Fecca: Folks during the commercial break a stretcher was brung to the ring. Now CM was loaded up onto it and taken out of the arean to a waiting ambulance.... [ The PWT-a-tron comes to life with footage of this filmed during the commercial. 
Fecca: The good news is that Michaels was alert and showed movement in all of his extremities before being stretchered out of here. As of right now we have no idea if Michaels will be able to compete next week. This challenge to get another shot at Seifer could've very well ended tonight. If so, lets all pray that is all that Travis O'Neal ended. Styles: Screw that Bob! Last year Travis O'Neal didn't get to be stretchered out and everything was perfectly ok. I can't really say I hope that CM is permanently in a wheel-chair, that's too cruel even for me. But on the other hand I agree with Travis that CM should have to experience that. Fecca: Well that's your opinion Eddie and you're entitled to it. But I have to disagree with it personally. What Travis O'Neal has done here tonight makes him no better than any member of Synergy. Folks this Bob Fecca for Eddie Styles, we're glad you joined us tonight and we'll see you next week live from Houston, Tex... [ Suddenly an unfamiliar theme hits over the speakers.... | |
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| [The house lights cut as “Jimmy Crack Corn/Canuck Remix�?by Eminem & 50 Cent starts [Eminem]
"Call 'em and tell 'em it time to hate us again, we're back!�?BR>
Pyro’s explode on either side of the entrance and a white spotlight shines down and Dante Cross and Nikki Black walking out through the curtain. Dante is dressed in a black suit and a blood red tie and Nikki is in the perfect *little black dress* Fecca: “What .. what is this?!�?/FONT> [The boos are thunderous from the PWT fans and Dante and Nikki look out over the arena smirking. They start slowly walking down the ramp way, heading for the ring. Fecca: “Ladies and gentlemen, the BUD World Heavyweight Champion and his long time girlfriend are .. I can’t believe this .. here in PWT?! This can’t be good.�?/FONT> Styles: “I will pay any superstar in the back my life savings to come down right now and kick their asses! They don’t belong in this building, let alone our ring!�?/FONT> "Jimmy can crack corn, but I don't care
My enemies crack corn, but I don't care
You can be black, white or a albino yeah
You can have corn rows inside your hair
I give a fuck if I don't like your stare
This bottle of wine goes upside your head
A little bit psycho, but I know that
Think you just don't say it, then I won't say it
See if you don't brag, then I don't brag
I know I'm bad, as long as I know I'm bad
I don't need y'all to co-sign no shit
You can just keep making them tired old threats
A little bit like the boy you cried wolf yeah
See me, but don't dare to try no shit
Cause you know that somewhere inside those layers
A rattlesnake's right there to bite your ass
And I can be so quiet and strike so fast
Like lightning bolts right out the sky go *blah
From outta nowhere, you might find your career
Come to an *err and I'm just like (Oh Yeah)" [The ‘Tron shows Dante beating various wrestlers; Serpent with ‘Game Time.�?nbsp; Foxy Roxy with the Canadian Destroyer off a ladder. Dark Child and Bobby Johnson with a cheap roll up holding the trunks. OBM with the DOA. BRC through a glass covered table. Hitting Seifer with the 'Blood Spiller.' It shows Dante pinning Lesmond, Sean Hunter and Ace Hart in grainy, pirated material from W2K. Fecca; “I’m .. I’m in shock! This man is known for controversy and pissing people off, he showed up at Seifer’s New Year’s Eve party 8 months ago and walked right up to his former tag team partner and shook his hand! And that was after their 2 bloody wars! This man ..�?/FONT> Styles: “Is a wretch! How dare he come out here! What could these two possibly have to say to justify being on our programming?! And why is management allowing this?! Why haven’t we ended the show yet?!�?/FONT> Fecca: “I have a bad feeling about this Eddie.�?/FONT> "Jealous little fucks beg for my attention but
I done told you once, I'm not the kind of attention you want
If I tell you twice, then I won't be so nice
If you keep coming back, that only means you know you lost the fight
They wanna talk shit, let em talk shit, cause they talk shit
Knowing deep down, they really just wanna squash it
Cause no one wants to walk around, stepping in dog shit
And get doo-doo on the shoe again, soon as they washed it
But the pride won't let em, inside's like 'go get em'
And I'm just like 'Why your tryna fight momentum'
We just keep winning, by landslides oh and umm ..
Meanwhile your minds on us, like mine's on Maria
And y'all is just like her, you're all fucking liars
But I just keep fucking you, like I fucked her
Right in the ass with KY, yes sir!"
[This cuts to clips of Dante beating Melkiah, Justin Black and Georgia James .. all with the DOA. Back in the arena, Dante is walking up the metal steps holds the ropes open for Nikki, always the gentlemen. On the ‘Tron, it continues from there into Dante getting the 1-2-3 on Dark Falcon and Nikki Black, choking out Brian Juneau and Leaky Format with the DOA for his previous 4 World Title reigns. Back in the arena, Dante and Nikki are in the ring looking out over the PWT fans as they rain the boos down on them. Dante cups his hand to his ear mockingly and the crowd responds by booing more intensely. [50 Cent]
“Ya homie got clapped on, man I don't care
The cops in my Nana crib, but I'm not there
It is what it is dogg, man life's not fair
Ya friend should've know not to front round here
Listen kid, where I'm from, the wolves smell fear
They'll strip yo ass of your jewels, right here
Man I'ma say this one time, now get this clear
Man you can catch a hot one like outta no where
A beautiful day, without drama is rare
Ya girl's a freak, man sometime we share
Yeah, I wear a condom and you go bare
You prolly heard about me, I'm a shown up player
In the hood politicking, like I'm running for mayor
riding, winding, dining and shining, know what I'm saying
I ain't got time for fucking around, and horse playing
I'm making hits, my homies taking hits, who's staying ..�?/EM> [The song fades out as Dante pulls out a PWT microphone Styles: “Who gave him a mic?!�?/FONT> [Dante holds up the mike and clears his throat roughly Dante: “Well, well, well .. you should see the looks on all your faces. It’s quite priceless, it really is.�?/FONT> [He starts slowly pacing the ring as the fans are still booing. Dante: “But this isn’t about all of you .. it’s about us, Nikki and myself. For the majority of 2007, I have been subject to some of the biggest insults of my professional career. I was once again stripped of my World Title to which it was actively kept away from me for 126 days. I wasn’t allowed to be in the Main Event of the biggest pay per view of the year to fight for the Title I never lost. I had to sit in the back and watch a mid-carder win the Title that I worked so hard for ..�?/FONT> Styles: “Oh my god, cry me a river!�?/FONT> Dante: �?. But then when fate came to pass and I won back my Title, I have had to deal with ineptitude of a booking staff that made matches for me against nobodies in mid-card matches when I was in my home country, the greatest country in the world .. Canada ..�?More boos. “I am the World Heavyweight Champion and I had to fight Leaky f—ckn�?Format in the fourth match in Canada?! I deserve better then that! I am Dante Cross!�?/FONT> Fecca: “This man’s ego is off the chart!�?/FONT> Styles: “If I have to listen to much more of this, I’m going to perform a self lobotomy with this pencil.�?/FONT> [The fans are still booing, a testament to how much this man is despised. Dante stops pacing and stands next to Nikki and wraps his arm around her slender waist. Dante: “But the final insult, the last straw as it were .. was that they expected my love and I to fight each other again and again. They couldn’t even be bothered to have her defend her #1 contendership, no. They wanted to see us tear each other apart and hopefully break us up. As you can see though, that’s not going to happen. No more will we accept second-rate business practices because we are first-rate performers. That’s why it’s time for a fresh start ..�?/FONT> Fecca: “Fresh start?�?/FONT> Styles: “Oh no ..�?/FONT> [Dante takes a couple of steps away from Nikki and reaches into the inside of his suit jacket. He pulls out a small bundle of papers folded in half and stapled. Dante: “What I have here is a standard PWT wrestling contract. No glitz, no glamour, no guarantees. The same contract that anyone would get walking in that door. You see, some people think that I don’t understand how to earn things. That I walk into companies and demand Title shots. This of course is a malicious lie started by my many, many detractors. I have always earned everything I’ve gotten in this industry and I will continue to do this in PWT. I have no problems working my way up from the bottom and walking through the entire roster on my inevitable rise to glory here in PWT. Just like I did in BUD. Just like I did in W2K. Just like I did in every other company I’ve been in .. except one ..�?/FONT> Fecca: “Have Nikki Black and Dante Cross; the BUD World Heavyweight Champion signed with PWT?!�?/FONT> [He unfolds the contract and the camera quickly zooms in and we see the signature of Dante and Nikki right on the dotted line. The camera pans back again just as quick and we see Dante and Nikki smiling like the Cheshire cat. Dante: “PWT is the only company that matters right now that I’ve never held gold. The one promotion that I have not blessed with my special brand of ultra-violence. The only mountain I have not climbed .. add a few other clichés right in there too while you’re at it. The fact remains, We are here now and every damn one of you in the back had better watch your backs .. because we don’t play nice with the other kiddies. But .. some of you already know that don’t you? Why look up and down at some of the biggest names in this company ..�?/FONT> [The fans are really giving it to Dante now as he hands the bundle of papers to Nikki. He walks over to the ropes and leans against them, directly antagonizing the crowd. Dante: “Let’s see .. Jamal Atkins ..�?/FONT> Styles: "OoOoOo,who's next? Hank?" [Dante is pacing again, with a mock look of concentration on his face. Dante: �?. Georgia James ..�?/FONT> [The boos are intense now. Styles: “I’ve had just enough of this verbal diarrhea, do we have to keep listening to this guy stroke his ego?�?/FONT> Styles: “PWT fans, this is what Dante is all about. He is so full of himself, it’s hard to listen to him.�?/FONT> Dante: �?. Bobby Johnson ..�?/FONT> [That pissed off the fans. A few bottles come flying at the ring as we can barely hear Dante now speaking over the low rumble of the boos. Dante: �?. oh ya .. and SEIFER!�?/FONT> [That did it, Dante is getting some real heat now. He looks out over the PWT fans here in the arena and starts laughing. Fecca: “Dante has never beaten Seifer straight up but he won’t tell you that of course!�?/FONT> [Dante is really enjoying this and hands the microphone over to Nikki. She raises it to her beautiful lips as the fans keep giving it to them. Nikki: “Wow, you people are so easy to manipulate! I don’t think it could actually be easier to get you right where we want you. There’s no need to jump on your little internet and see if this is for real, we are indeed here in PWT now. Not only do you have to deal with the greatest Canadian wrestler in the industry today .. now factor in ,, me.�?She smiles devilishly into the camera. “Just like Dante, there’s people in the back that I’ve gone through as well in my career. If you think he’s the only one destined to hold gold in this company, you haven’t been paying attention. I’ve held my share of Titles and PWT will be not different. So all you so called ‘women�?in the back, your division and really, any damn one I choose, just got a hell of a lot tougher. I’ll have something pretty around my waist some enough .. watch me.�?/FONT> [She hands the microphone to Dante again and he steps into the middle of the ring again. Fecca: “Nikki Black is a dangerous competitor, she’s held gold in BUD and ICWA, she’s no rookie. She used to be someone that was respected and loved in this business .. that was until Dante got to her and now she’s just as foul as him.�?/FONT> Styles: “Wake me when this is over, I want to boo them.�?/FONT> Dante: “There’s just one more piece of business to take care of. One little factor to throw into all of this ..�?/FONT> [He reaches down with one hand and slowly unbuttons his suit jacket. As he gets the last button, it naturally falls open to reveal the BUD World Heavyweight Title glittering in the ring lights. Fecca: “Oh my god, he brought the Title!�?/FONT> Styles: “This is getting real!�?/FONT> [Dante looks down at the Title and then back up. Dante: “I’m not about to give this Title up again without a fight. Now, I’m sure that BUD will do the pussy thing and strip me of the Title after I go off the air. What else can they do? The Champ and the #1 contender have walked out of their company so who’s left? The fact is that I don’t give a s—t. You have two choices. One .. you send someone down here to face me for the Title .. I don’t care who it is, bring ‘em down. Or Two .. at Moment of Silence 5, you book a BUD World Title match against anyone .. absolutely anyone .. you book it and I’ll be there at Madison Square Gardens in the NYC. Unlike most people, I’m not going to disappear with the Title, they’ll have to take it from me. Of course, it’ll probably be against Dannica since she seems to get all the press in that place .. just look at the poster already printed for the PPV ..�?/FONT> Styles: “Shoot interview anyone?�?/FONT> Dante: “But I’m not stepping foot in that place until I’m damn good and ready. Maybe that’ll be at Moment of Silence .. maybe sooner .. but enough about the past .. let’s look at the future and it’s right in the ring at this very moment. Because like it or not PWT, you're all ..�?/FONT> [Crowd: “Shut-the-f—k-up!�?Clap, clap, clap-clap-clap. Dante: �?. D ..�?/FONT> [Crowd: “Shut-the-f—k-up!�?Clap, clap, clap-clap-clap. Dante: �?. O ..�?/FONT> [The crowd is really booing now, a few more stray water bottles get thrown at the ring. Dante: �?. A ..�?/FONT> “Jimmy Crack Corn/Canuck Remix�?hits over the arena again and Dante takes off the BUD Title from around his waist and places it over his shoulder. Styles: “It’s over! We’re free!�?/FONT> Fecca: “All jokes aside Eddie, this is a bombshell! Dante Cross and Nikki Black are on the PWT roster and Dante is STILL the reigning BUD Champion! Love them or hate them .. and most hate them .. they are here now and what will the fallout of this be?! We are SO out of time, good night everyone and see you back home in Houston, Texas!�?/FONT> Shockwave goes off the air .. | |
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