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Date - January 13th
Venue - Bank United Center, Coral Gables, Florida
Theme -"See You At The Show" by Nickelback
Deadline - 10PM Central Sunday Night
24 Hour Deadline - Yes Last weekend saw the shocking return of the Wall$treet Brawler to Sunday Night Shockwave! He interupted the wedding of Drew Stevenson and Becca. The owner of PWT was devastated by a powerful revelation made by $treet. Drew's enraged and snapping off at any and everyone backstage. Add to this that Wally is expected to be in the arena this weekend! Can we expect to see fireworks between the two?. Folks tune in to see what happens with this situation. Plus tune in to see what happens with the rest of your favorite PWT stars! Just because they're not booked doesn't mean they won't be there 
Main Event
Buried Alive Match
Dante Cross vs Georgia James
(This match is for #1 contendership to the Heavyweight title. But its about so much more between these two. They've had a feud off & on since the summer of 2006. Last month at Holiday Havok we saw Georgia screw Dante in his title match. He wasn't happy and vowed to bury Gee. Well last week on SNS she made a challenge for a Buried Alive match...THIS WEEK! At its happening!) David Van Dam vs NovaCaine
(Well the man who coined "titleholic is unable to compete this week folks. Taking his place is "I've Done Everything in PWT" aka David Van Dam. Seems that DVD wants a warm-up before he faces Seif at Final Verdict. But folks we all know that Nova is WAY more than just a "warm-up". Van Dam better be prepared for the fight of his life this Sunday.) Victoria Hamilton vs SinDee
(Izzy suggested that if Victoria thinks she's all that then she should prove it. How should she prove it? Face off against the previous Femme Fatale championess. Well it looks like its g onna happen. But folks we're hearing rumors that SinDee is looking to start focusing on other title divisons. Could this be her last match in the Femme Fatale division?) Drew Stevenson vs Akmed/Austin Huges
(Understandably we're dealin wif a very upset Drew Stevenson folks. He's so fired up that anything well set him off. Apparently he saw the Akmed/Huges promo and it set him off. So this week Drew's going to take last week's frustrations out on Akmed/Huges....whichever personality shows up.) Backyard Rules
Kimberly Pain vs Rachel Simmons vs Lori Anne
(As ya know Kim isn't much for being in the Femme Fatale division. However she did as requested by Caine Clan leader Nova and took over the division. So as something of a "thank you" to Kimberly, Nova got this match changed to Backyard Rules. If either of the other two ladies win they could be in line for a shot at the Femme Fatale belt.) Xavier Homicide vs Marcus Johnson
(Last week saw the return to active competition for Marcus of Johnson. He wasn't all that impressed with the booking department's choice of opponent for him. One can only wonder what he'll think about Xavier. Though he should not underestimate this young man. Homicide has held his own against some of the top stars in the company in recent weeks.) Isabell Winter vs Summer Stratus
(Apparently there's still no answer from Image to Summer's challenge. So instead Summer's next match is dealing with Isabell Winters. Turns out Izzy blames Summer for "killing" the Femme Fatale division. Izzy was proud of "making" that division. She wants sweet sweet revenge for it's "death". So its on folks! By the way, Izzy says if she wins this match then her Jingle-Belle title was on the line) CM vs Travis McNeil
(Ladies & gents we're opening this show with a main event quality match! Its Christian Michaels 1 on 1 with Travis McNeil. This one should be a hell of a match to set the pace for the night. Who will come out on top? T he Heavyweight champ or the runner-up in the 2007 King of PWT?)  Results
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| [ Check your watches folks, it appears to be about that time yet again. It’s Sunday Night and the world is waiting to view the primer show in MSN’s Sports Entertainment; PWT Shockwave. As the previous show on the channel concludes, the screen goes black, only briefly. [ From the black a custom made instrumental begins to play as we begin watching a video package of last week’s main event. [ The instrumental adds a sweetness to the aura as we see clips of the various wedding party members coming down the ramp. And then of course the groom and bride themselves. [ We see Drew and Becca standing in front of the Preacher in the chapalized wrestling ring, the look of forever in their eyes. Then we go to the exchanging of the vows. Becca, "I promise to love you in good times and in bad, with all I have to give and all I feel inside in the only way I know how... completely and forever. " [ We take time to look at the love induced smile on Drew’s face as he goes to give his vows. Drew, "May our hearts and very breath become one as we unite this day as husband and wife. I promise to be your true love from this day forward and forevermore. " [ A lone tear rolls down Becca’s cheek as she smiles at Drew. The Pastor clears his throat, looking Drew he speaks. Drew will you take Becca as your wife, in happiness and with patience and understanding, through conflict and tranquility? [ Drew looks at the Pastor and then back to Becca, a nervous smile on his face. Drew places the ring on Becca’s fingers and in a soft voice he speaks. I will. There was darkness for a long time and then there was light, and that light was you. Your love has given me wings, and our journey begins today. I pledge before this assembled company to be your husband from this day forward. Let us make of our two lives one life. I want you for today, tomorrow, and forever. [ Suddenly we hear a record screech, drawing the music to a halt. The footage almost starts to do an acid dissolve much like the nWo used to do in WCW�?Then "Piggy Bank" by 50 Cent takes over the background music as we switch to WallStreet coming from behind the curtain and Fecca’s commentary�?/P> 
Fecca, "Oh�?My�?God."
Styles, "OH MY GOD?! OH MY GOD?! COME ON FECCA! MARK OUT! We’re finally in a spot that warrants it! Here, I’ll do it for you! WALLSTREET! WALLSTREET! IT’S FREAKIN WALLSTREET!" [ The music has finally drawn to a fade. WallStreet grins before he says , "I uh�?I didn’t interrupt anything did I?" [ Drew’s starting to fume, which just draws a small chuckle from the Corporate Icon. WallStreet , "Easy kid. You act like I just disrupted the most important day in your life or something, relax." [ WallStreet drops the puke bag and continues, "Ya see, I hate to be the "buzz kill"�?But everybody here wasted their money. You can all go home now. See PWT Lied to each and every one of you fans. Which shouldn’t be a surprise, any company led by a woman’s bound to be a real deceitful whore." Fecca, "I don’t know what he’s on about but I wish somebody’d cut his mic so we can get on with things." WallStreet, "Ya see, Becca Wipwreck can’t marry you Drew�?She can’t marry you for two reasons. Number one, Becca Wipwreck doesn’t exist. And for two�? [ WallStreet reaches inside of his coat and withdraws a long, folded set of papers. WallStreet, "�?And for Two�?As far as I know, Bigamy is still Illegal in the United States of America!" Fecca, "Bigamy�?That’s the practice of having two marriag�?Wait a second�? But don’t take my word for all of this. In my hand’s a copy of the marriage license and the certificate of marriage..." [ WallStreet contemplates briefly before he raises an eyebrow and says, "I do have to ask though�?Becca�?Wearing White? Don’tcha think that’s just a little bit of a stretch for a cheap thrill like you?" Drew screams, "I’LL F**KIN KILL YOU" [ And while there was no mic, it was quite easy enough to hear. He bolts out of the ring and starts darting up the ring. WallStreet turns around and walks behind the curtain. Fecca, "I�?I can’t�?I can’t believe this�? [ Becca is in the ring weeping as Image holds her, trying to console her. The cameras however follow Drew who darts behind the curtain in pursuit. Drew, "WHERE ARE YOU?! TAYLOR?! I’LL KILL YOU!" [ He reaches up and grabs a big stage light and brings it crashing down, shattering about as he continues to search. Suddenly we hear an engine fire up. Drew darts for the noise and finds himself in the parking garage. As he does he see’s a limo with WallStreet’s upper torso standing out of the sun roof, a bottle of Champaign in his hand, corkscrew already in the cork. WallStreet, "Congratulations Kid!" [ He pops the cork as the Champaign explodes open. Drew shakes off the surprise of WallStreet’s fortitude and darts for the limo, only for WallStreet to hit the roof a couple of times, letting the driver know to take off. Drew darts after it but he slips in an oil spot. He catches himself in a push up, just so he can look up and see what our cameras zoom in on�?The back of WallStreet’s Limo where there’s cans attached and a big sign that reads�?/P> "STILL MARRIED" Fecca, "�?I’m�?I’m speechless�?We’ll�?We’ll see ya next week. My God." _____________________________________________ [ With that "See You At The Show" by Nickleback begins to blasts over the PA as various clips of PWT Superstars are shown. From there we switch to the sold out Bank United Center in Coral Gables Florida. Due to the limited size of the arena there is no Pyro, the cameras simply sweep the nearly ten thousand fans who are jam packed into the intimate college arena as our commentary team earns their pay check. Fecca, "WELCOME TO PEE DUBBYA TEE SHOCKWAVE! Coming off the heels of what might have been the most controversial Shockwave in memory, you have to wonder what’s in store for tonight."
Styles, "I wonder what Becca Wip�?Wait a second, No, I wonder what Becca MCCALLISTER Has set up tonight! GAH-HA!"
Fecca, "How can you sound so over joyed? That poor young couple had their hearts ripped out by�? "Clickity Clank, Clickity Clank, The Money Goes Into My Piggy Bank
Clickity Clank, Clickity Clank, The Money Goes Into My Piggy Bank
I’ll Get Atcha�? [ The Crowd erupts with an incredibly loud –albeit somewhat mixed- reaction as the curtain is tossed to the side and the man himself steps from behind the curtain. 
Fecca, "�?Well by him."
Styles, "Him?! HIM?! The Corporate Icon makes his return after a year’s hiatus from this company and you reference the man as "Him"?! Like he’s some nobody like�?like�?Well like You! That’s the man that brought this company to Glory! That’s the man that entered the PWT Walk of Fame in less then a year! That’s the man who you should bow down and suck the toes of for keeping your happy ass around!"
Fecca, "Actually, as I recall that’s the man that fired me in favor of more "recognizable" faces when we went to FX."
Styles, "Oh yeah�?Well if nothing else ya gotta admire his business savy for saying the same thing I’ve said for years�?Bobby Fecca’s a ratings disaster."
Fecca, "Well the show with Bobby Fecca’s still on the air, Tony Schivonie and Monday Nitro went extinct circa 2001. I guess I’ll just let the facts speak for themselves."
Styles, "I agree. And the *Fact* is that I’m tired of carrying you and the rest of this show on my back! Thank God WallStreet’s come back to take the burden off my shoulders!" [ As WallStreet struts down the ramp, the smirk is evident on his face. Whether these people are cheerin�?or booin�? they’re paying attention and lord knows that the ol�?Corporate Icon reviles in being the center of attention. Sabrina, "Ladies and Gentlemen�?Please Welcome, From Hartford Connecticut�?The CORPORATE ICON, TAAAAAAYLOR McCCCCCCCCAAALLISTERRRRRR!" Fecca, "Well if nothing else, Perhaps WallStreet can offer some explanation to his heinous actions last week."
Styles, "Heinous actions? You act like the guy took the last cookie from the jar or something. If anything, his actions were noble."
Fecca, "NOBLE?! How in the Hell do you Figure?!"
Styles, "Well he could have just let Becca get married illegally and then she’d be in a whole world of trouble. Like the illustrious WallStreet said last week, Bigamy is illegal in this country Fecca." [ WallStreet rounds the corner of the fan barricade, the masses reaching out to try and touch the returning superstar, but to no avail. WallStreet climbs the stairs, grabs the top rope and walks to the center of the canvas. He takes a second to look back to the crowd, his smirk curling the corner of his lips before he bends down and enters the ring between the first and second ropes. WallStreet walks over to Sabrina, who willingly hands over the microphone and then takes her leave. [ The music fades and the lights readjust as WallStreet stands in the center of the ring, his microphone in hand. He takes his sun glasses and puts them back from his eyes to the top of his head as he draws the mic to his lips. 
WallStreet, "Professional Wrestling Today�?It’s been a while. And what better place for me to make my official return then right here in Miami Florida?" [ The crowd cheers as WallStreet nods. WallStreet traces his goatee with his fingers momentarily as if to contemplate, and then says, "Well actually, I can think of a lot of places now that I think about it. How about someplace where English is still the primary language for one? (Crowd boos)�?But that’s neither here nor there. I’m back, and whether it be in a piss pot like this or at the grand stage of Madison Square Garden in New York City, The facts remain the same. Facts like, this company is in dire need of somebody to come steal the show with a guy like Christian Michaels on top." The fans cheer at the mention of CM’s name as Fecca says, "Well whether ya agree with some of the man’s actions as of late or not, I don’t think anybody would discredit Christian Michaels�?ability to be the very best on any given night. Especially as PWT’s Heavyweight Champion." WallStreet, "Cheer all you want, but the fact remains that I’ve beaten Christian Michaels in singles competition more times then you jerkoffs beat yourselves. But it could be worse�?You could have Captain Lacklsuter himself, Drew Stevenson, on top." [ The fans erupt at the mention of Stevenson’s name. They’ve always been fond of Drew, much the same as they were always so fond of Chris Benoit. He may not be the greatest talker or the most charismatic man in the business, but he’s a guy who’s easy to relate to and respect. And he’s certainly no Joe Schmoe in the ring. [ WallStreet grins at the admiration these people show the Emerald. WallStreet, "Ah yes�?Drew Stevenson. It’s my understanding that lil ol�?Drew’s not too happy right now. And who can blame him? Who can blame him? I mean if I was trying to marry a tramp, I wouldn’t be happy either." Fecca, "That’s over the line." WallStreet, "I mean what kind of a scandaless ho-bag, tries to marry a guy while she’s already married? And further more, what kind of a bargin basement thrill is trying to enter her THIRD Marriage at thirty two!? What, does she think that if she puts a ring on her finger every third or forth guy she spreads her legs for it somehow makes her less of a whore? I’ve seen�? [ "Burning Bright" Kicks on right into the Chorus, making the crowd erupt as the curtain flies to the side and out comes the one and only�?/P> 
Drew Stevenson. Fecca, "I reckon business is fixin to pick up now!" [ Drew darts down the ramp as WallStreet’s eyes grow wide with surprise. Drew slides into the ring, but as he does WallStreet drops and rolls out of the ring. WallStreet, "Whoa! Whoa! Drew! Take it easy kid�? [ Drew’s not hearing it though. He rushes right back out of the ring and starts darting for WallStreet again. Drew’s music has obviously concluded, but his pursuit hasn’t. Fecca, "WallStreet’s runnin like a Sculded dog!"
Styles, "I’d run too! His suit probably cost more then Drew’s entire life savings!" [ WallStreet darts up the ramp and Drew darts right after him. As they head up the ramp however, Miami police officers flood the stage. The officers walk toward the Action and WallStreet darts through em, getting behind them. Drew attempts to do the same but is apprehended. [ WallStreet, who is safely behind the wall of cops who are holding Drew, regains his smirk. Fecca, "What’s this all about? We don’t have police officers stop a fight in Pro Wrestlin!" WallStreet brings the mic back to his lips, "DREW STEVENSON!" [ WallStreet pauses as he takes a couple of deep breaths. WallStreet, "DREW STEVENSON! Last week on National TV you said, and I Quote, "I’ll f**king Kill You." That’s a threat on my life Drew! And here in the grand state of Florida, that’s taken very seriously. So boys, you do your job and take this piece of crap to Jail!" Fecca, "WHAT?! Oh Come on!" The police start to walk Drew back but WallStreet yells, "What are you doin!? This man is a hardened criminal! Cuff him!" Fecca, "Oh give me a break."
Styles, "I’m fresh out of Kit Kats, but if you wanta real break I’m sure Drew’ll be glad to do it. Breaking and Entering, Breaking your bones, just breaking the law in general. He’s a criminal now ya know."
Fecca, "He’s a man who lost his head in the heat of passion. Who here can say they wouldn’t of done the same, perhaps even worse?"
Styles, "I can; and Obviously an outstanding citizen such as WallStreet can too." [ Drew’s fuming, trying to break free and get at WallStreet, but the officers do as they’re told and they get his hands behind his back and slap some cuffs on him. WallStreet, "And for the record, I wanta press charges for attempted assault too!" [ Drew lunges and this time breaks through the cops and ALMOST gets to WallStreet before the officers re-obtain the Emerald. Realizing this situation isn’t gonna get any better, the officers take a reluctant Drew through the curtain. The crowd is booing loudly, which makes WallStreet smirk again before tossing the microphone down. [ "Piggy Bank" by 50 Cent re-takes the PA as WallStreet heads for the curtain himself. Fecca, "This is ridicules�?We’ll be back. I can’t believe this." [ The cameras fade to commercial. *COMMERCIAL BREAK* | |
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| [ When the cameras return from commercial we see the police approaching some squad cars with Drew still in custody. Fecca, "Welcome back�?If you’re just joining us it appears that WallStreet’s decided that as opposed to facing Drew man to man, he’d cower behind the police."
Styles, "What are you talking about Fecca? WallStreet’s making a stand! If he was just to let Drew’s criminal conduct go un-attended to, then who knows what would happen? I mean what’s next Bobby? Do we let Murderers go free in favor of dealing with them "man to man"? Should we just live in an anarchic world where there is no law and everyone deals with everything themselves? Are you an Anarchist Bobby?"
Fecca, "There’s a big difference between committing murder and threatening somebody who destroys what’s supposed to be the happiest day of a man’s life."
Styles, "Yeah; The Murderer already handed out the threats and then follows through on em, Drew just hasn’t gotten to the following through part yet. And if there’s any justice, he won’t. Lock him up for life!" [ As they’re about to put Drew into the back of the cop car Becca comes rushing into the scene. Becca, "What’s going on?! Drew!? Are you alright?! What’s going on?" Drew, "Ask your husband!" [ That statement nearly crushes Becca where she stands. Becca, "Drew�?I don’t know what’s going on but I’ll fix it." [ The cops cram Drew into the back of the cruiser and shut the door. As they do, WallStreet walks into the scene. WallStreet starts waving sarcastically at Drew in the back of the cruiser as the cops take off. Becca, "What’d you do?!" WallStreet feigns offense, "Moi?! Do?! Why I didn’t do anything. It’s your little affair who’s dishing out the threats and running around like a man possessed. The way he’s acting you’d think I stole his bride or something." Becca, "Oh you’re real cute. Drew’s not my "little affair", he’s my fiancé�?and he SHOULD be my husband. What do you want Taylor? Why’d you come back?" WallStreet, "Why Becca, I came back to do my husbandly duties and to take care of my loving wife of course." Becca, "You make me sick. Let’s just sign some divorce papers and end all of this." WallStreet chuckles, "But Becca, I don’t wanta divorce. Why I "lurv" you." [ WallStreet laughs as Becca looks at him with disgust. Becca, "Ya know what, you’re not even signed here, so leave before I call security." WallStreet, "Sure I am. I’m still coasting on the loaded contract you gave me in 2005 back when I was still slamming your ass. How’s that for Irony. I ruined your wedding and in a round-a-bout way, you paid me to do it since it was an official Shockwave appearance." [ Becca’s starting to fume now. Becca, "Okay then�?Since you’re signed I guess that means you’re available to be booked. So next week, bring your gear." WallStreet snickers, "Sure thing Becca. What little lamb do you want to lead to the slaughter? Ryan Starr and the Fairy Brigade? Or perhaps my old protégé Bobby Johnson (fans cheer)�?Or�?The man himself, PWT’s Heavyweight champion�?Christian Michaels? (crowd erupts). Oh yes, please let me decimate him just one more time." Becca, "No WallStreet�?You’ll face�?DREW STEVENSON!" [ The crowd goes absolutely nuts as WallStreet’s eyes about pop out of his skull. WallStreet, "I don’t think so Becca! I wrestle on my terms!" Becca, "No, you wrestle when the promoter, I.E. Me, says you Wrestle. And I say you wrestle Drew Stevenson Next week! Merry Belated Christmas." [ With that Becca turns on her heels and walks off, leaving a less than thrilled WallStreet to stand there, a cold glare in his eyes. WallStreet, "Alright Becca�?I Can play this game too." [ And with that, a cold smirk comes over his face before the cameras go back to the ring. Fecca, "Good God Man! Can you believe the huge match up we’re gonna have here next week?!"
Styles, "Provided Drew Stevenson isn’t in the state penitentiary by then. You know most people who go to Jail end up becoming repeat offenders."
Fecca, "You’re something else. Never the less, let’s go to Sabrina in the ring for our opening contest." | |
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| [ Bob is cut off as the lights flicker throughout the arena and then fade to complete darkness...The big screen fills with static and kicks over to images of pain and torture..." People Hate Me" by The Murderdolls blasts over the P.A. system and the fans instantly rise to their feet booing like crazy" BF" Whats this? His match isn't until much later tonight" [ NovaCaine steps out onto the stage carrying the TIT title over his left shoulder, he is dressed in a pair of jean shorts and a white t-shirt..His legs are already sporting the kneepads and he is wearing his wrestling boots for his match later in the night. Nova smirks as the sound of the fan's boos rise another octave. He runs his hand back through his dark mane and starts down the ramp ever so slowly. BF" Our first match of the night is Christian Micheals versus Travis McNeil. Nova has no business out here." ES" Well he is facing CM in a few short weeks for the Heavyweight title, maybe he is out here to scout the competition" [ Nova strolls around ringside ducking and dodging the flying debris making his way towards the announce table. BF" Well folks it looks like we are going to be joined by NovaCaine here in a second" ES" About time they get me someone out here that I don't gotta carry through an entire show" [ Eddie rises out of his seat when Nova approaches the table offering a handshake..Nova accepts the handshake giving Eddie a little bow of the head, he glares at Bob who is shooting him the dagger eyes right back. Nova walks around behind the announce table taking a seat next to Eddie and tossing his TIT title on the desk like its nothing but garbage to be thrown away. He slips on a pair of headphones with the wrap around Mic and smiles. ES" Welcome Nova to my announce table" BF" Excuse me?" ES" Why? Did ya fart?" Nova chuckles" Thank ya Mister Styles its always an honor to watch you work" ES" No its a pleasure for me to watch you in that ring" BF" If you two would like to spoon, I can leave now" ES" Don't worry about Bobsie he is just jealous that I got talent" Nova" Obviously" BF" If you two are done frenching each other maybe you would care to share with us why you are out here Nova?" Nova shrugs " To help my friend Eddie call this next match of course and Bobby if you don't watch that lip you might end up having to pick your teeth up off the floor..I already have a dislike for guys named Bobby so don't push it" BF" Speaking of men named Bobby, it seems you have raised the fire in our very own Bobby Johnson and he is ready to put you in your place" Nova" Oh he can try Bobsie, he can try...But first he has to find his backbone and ask his old lady if he can come out and play with the big boys" BF" Shouldn't you be backstage getting ready for your match with DVD instead of out here trashing people?" Nova chuckles" I am ready for DVD already...Besides I can only practice raising my arm in victory to so much before it gets boring" ES" Ahahaha" BF" Maybe you should be backstage giving Kimberly Pain some last minute instructions for her match then." Nova" Nah she pretty much knows how to knock around dumb bimbos without my help" BF" Your clan just keeps getting bigger Nova,but last week you lost your first member what about that huh?" Nova" We lost a memeber? Who?" BF" Jessica Jones of course..Your mind going that bad?" Nova" Nah..I just have never considered J.J. a real member, she don't have a team spirit. All she knows is trying to put herself over at anyone's expense. Well to bad for the little girl but I am not about to let her put herself over at the expense of this family and besides tonight I got a new member to the clan ready to reveal themselves that will be wayyyyy better then J.J. ever could be and they aren't in a jail cell waiting for Mommy Summer to come bail them out...They can actually take care of themselves" B.F" A new member? Who?" Nova" Patience Bob..It will all come out soon enough" ES" You gotta just overlook Bobsie , he is really nosey" Nova" Indeed" BF" lets go up to Sabrina for the opening intros to our first match of the evening" [ The camera pans across the sold out crowd heading for a shot of Sabrina when it pulls up short and zooms in on the second row at ringside catching a shot of a very familar man sitting with his lovely wife. BF" Hey! Look who is in attendance here tonight..Thats PWT Star Whysper and his new wife Angelina" ES" He still works here?" BF" Of course he still works here, he has been off from the ring for awhile enjoying his Honeymoon I think" ES" Whoopity doo for him" [ The camera catches a fan trying to get Angelina to sign something for him and Whysper chasing the guy off before the camera continues to the ring and Sabrina " Ladies and Gentlemen welcome to PWT SHOCKWAVE!!" [ Fan Pop " Our first match of the evening is scheduled for one fall with a twenty minute time limit" [ The lights in the arena dim before the metal laced sound of sharp guitar riffs and thumping drums beings rhythmically churning out of the pa system. The house lights, as well as those around the Titan Tron begin strobing in a purple hue in beat to the music. As Ozzy Osbourne's " I Don't Want To Stop " continues to play, the fans give a decidedly negative reaction, as they know exactly who is coming out.
" I don't know what they're talking about, I'll make up my own decisions. This thing that I found ain't gonna bring me down, I'm like a junky without an addiction. Momma don't cry I just wanna stay high, I like playing with danger and fear. Everybody's walking, but nobodys talking, it looks alot better from here!"
[ A few seconds later and out from the back struts Travis McNeil with Sindee on his arm, the two with supreme smirks on their faces.. They pause atop the ramp, looking out at the fans, almost in defiance of the verbal barrage that's being thrown their way. The couple continue to rub it in, as Travis quickly spins SinDee in his arms, the two shamelessly making out like a couple of horny teenagers for a brief moment before pulling themselves apart.
" All my life I've been over the top, I don't know what I'm doing, all I know is I don't want to stop! All fired up I'm gonna go till I drop, your either in or in the way, don't make me, I don't want to stop!"
" Making his way to the ring…he hails from Las Vegas, Nevada …and weighs in tonight at 232 pounds…he is " The Rrrrrrrrrrreal Deal" Travis McNeeeeeeil... ... ... McNeil!"
" Why don't they ever listen to me, it's just a one way conversation? Nothing they say is gonna set me free, don't need no mental masturbation. Too many religions but only one god, I don't need another savior. Don't try to change my mind you know I'm one of a kind, ain't gonna change my bad behavior!"
[ He throws out his arms as the pair begin walking down the ramp, Travis spinning around in a fashion similar to the legendary Ric Flair. As Travis nears the bottom of the ramp he breaks into a sprint, sliding into the ring under the bottom rope. He slows to a stop damn near in the center of the ring, already striking a pose as SinDee makes her way in from the outside.
" All my life I've been over the top, I don't know what I'm doing all I know is I don't want to stop! All fired up I'm gonna go till I drop, your either in or in the way, don't make me I don't want to stop!"
[ He quickly kips to his feet as SinDee comes from behind, nealing as she runs her hands down his chest and stomach. As she raises, he walks over and ascends the nearest turnbuckle. He throws out his arms again, before running his hands through his hair. He gestures up and down his body as he flexes a bit, a huge grin on his face. He hops down and stretches a bit as his music is cut and the house lights return to normal, awaiting his opponent. BF" Travis was in the finals of last year's KOPWT and I think we can see why now.." Nova" Yeah, I wasn't in it.." ES" Mmmm look at Sindee" Nova" Indeed..Thats one sin I would do over and over" BF" Oh goodies its perversion in Stereo now" Sabrina" An his opponent" [ 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 even though is a decided amount more boos mixed in with the cheers now. Sabrina" Hailing from Memphis, Tennessee , he is the reigning and defending PWT Heavyweight Champion of the World....CHRISTIAN MICHEALS!!!" [ Many fans shout well wishes as he moves up the steps while others are cursing at him for his recent actions.....Michaels steps into the ring and calls for those cheers getting a mixture of boos aswell ....The music fades away as CM waits for the match to start eyeballing Travis, his eyes occasionally darting towards Nova at ringside B.F" There is alot more people disliking CM these days after his recent actions. I don't know what is going through CM's head with the attacks on newcomers like Chris Mendryk and his odd obesession with Lori Anne" Nova" He is a whore and whores are drawn to other whores...There is alot of them going around here whether they be of the male or female persausion or whether they whore for flesh or titles doesnt really matter..They are all whores" ES" I tend to agree with my esteem colleague" BF" Big Suprise" ES" I don't really see what the big deal is with CM anyway.. So he finally grew a set and smashed some punk in the mouth...Big Deal...So he is tired of his wife being in a coma and went out and got him a piece of strange...Big Deal....Just leave the redneck alone and let him do his thing while he still can without the need of the little blue pill" B.F" Maybe you can give him a few when he does need them" [ Referee Frank Mason calls for the bell as Sindee struts to the ropes and slips between then bending over in a way thats got more then a few males in the audience popping their zippers...She rides the second rope for a second winking at CM before dropping down to the floor. BF" Did you see that? " ES" Of course I did, I'm sitting right next to ya" BF" Sindee was winking at CM...What the hell does that mean?" ES" Well either she has some dirt in her eye or was trying to wink at me and Cm got in the way" Nova" Maybe she just wants to be the next one to take a trip on Walton's Mountain.." BF" What?" Nova" Well I figure Flair has Space Mountain...The Redneck probably has Walton's Mountain" [ In the ring Cm and Travis start to circle each other..CM offers the handshake and Travis slaps his hand away showing that he has no intentions of playing nicey nice in this match. CM dips in looking for the single leg and Travis skirts out of the kicking at CM. They move in close now with CM going for the collar and elbow...They jockey momentairly for position before Cm fires Travis off into the ropes, he drops down and Travis crosses over, stops short and drops and elbow to the back of CM's neck...He goes for a second elbow and CM rolls out of the way popping back to his feet..Travis comes up and Cm grabs him taking him over in the arm drag cinching in an armbar. Travis rolls up onto his knees immediately to ease the tension on his arm. He rolls through, and takes Cm over with a hip toss but Cm holds onto the arm dragging Travis over with him and right back to working on the arm..The fans start applauding this back and forth technical showing. B.F" Aren't you worried about this happening to you tonight when you are in the ring with David, Mister Caine?" Nova" Not in the least bit...I know what I can do and everyone else around here knows what I can do thats why they all hate me. Besides these lame fans would applaud anything if they are clapping for that..Yippee Chris knows what an armdrag is" BF" You better be paying attention, don't forget soon that could be you in the ring with CM getting the same treatment." Nova" Thats where you are wrong, I would have done put CM on his back with a stift left hook and be tap dancing on his throat by now" [ In the ring Travis gets back to his feet and steps into the bottom rope forcing Cm to break the hold. Travis circles around shaking some feeling back into his arm while on the floor the lovely Sin cheers on her man...Travis raises his hand asking for the test of strength...CM smirks and raises his own hand catching a boot to his gut for letting his guard down...Travis forces Cm back into the corner and lays in the knife edge chops, he fires Cm across the ring following him in with a high elbow to the sternum...CM stumbles out of the corner and Travis jumps up onto the middle rope doing a 180 he grabs Cm by the head and bulldogs him into the mat...Going for the quick pinfall One..Two..Th... | |
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| [ CM kicks out.. BF" This was almost over very quickly" ES" The champion is looking like a chump right now. He better kick it into gear or he is going to lose " BF" Speaking of Champions..When you won that title Nova, Travis McNeil there played some part in your victory...Could he possibly be the new member to reveal themselves here tonight?" Nova " I have no clue what you are talking about and Travis is a good star with alot of potential but he already has a boss to lead him around.." [ Back in the ring Travis puts the boots to CM and drops a leg across the champ's throat, leaving his leg there and reaching out to pull on the ropes choking Cm...The ref gives Travis the five count breaking the hold and backs Travis away...Sin sees her chance walking along the side of the ring nearest to where Cm lays in the ring she reaches in running her hand right up Cm's thigh and towards the ole Memphis Maypole when the ref turns and she backs away.. BF" Now what the hell was that? Sin just tried to grope Cm" ES" Damn he is so lucky" Nova" I guess Chris has moved on from the skanks to the slutty ones...Kudos to him" BF" There is something just not right about this whole situation" [ In the ring Travis moves by the ref picking up Cm and firing him into the ropes hitting him with a high knee and then hitting the far ropes showing off and impressive flipping knee drop right to Cm's sternum....He goes for another cover. One..Two..Thre... [ Cm gets the shoulder up at the last split second getting a sigh of relief from the fans..Sin was on her way up the steps thinking her man had put it away and quickly retreats back to the floor...Travis again pulls Cm up by his hair and sends him into the corner hitting his kidneys and spine hard on the turnbuckle...Travis runs in looking for some kind of splash when CM ducks out of the way and Travis hits the top turnbuckle his momentum carrying him up over the ropes just enough for him to crack his skull on the steel ring post...Travis falls back into the ring and both men get the ten count. One...Two...Three....Four....Five... [ Sin starts beating on the ring apron cheering her man to get up..The fans start to chant.."MICHEALS...MICHEALS" Six...Seven...Eight....Nine.... [ Cm kips up onto his feet to the shock of everyone and sending the fans into a frenzy. BF" Looks like Micheals just got his second wind" ES" Ehh it don't matter, he is still going to lose.." [ Cm goes on the offensive with a series of suplexs, he fires Travis into the ropes taking him over with a snap slam and hooking the leg.. One..Two..T... [ Travis kicks out...Cm pulls Travis up snapping him over and executing a wicked low dropkick right onto Travis' spine...This brings Sin up onto the ring apron causing the ref to turn his attention from the action and start to argue with Sin to get down...Sin winks at Cm ,licking her lips in that pouty sort of way that just makes a man's legs turn to putty. Cm walks towards Sin saying something to her about getting down and yelling at the ref to pay attentiont to the match BF" There is definitely something going on between Sin and Micheals..She is practically throwing her underwear at him" ES" Mmm I wonder if she has a pair for me" Nova" I heard she don't wear any" ES" Who told you that?" Nova chuckles" She did" Fecca gets choked up" Wh...Wha.. What" [ In the ring Travis uses Sin's distraction to perfection, he is able to get back to his feet and when Cm turns around he is waiting. Travis runs at Cm hitting him with a leaping leg lariat that carries both men up and over the top rope and crashing to the floor..The fans gasp at the way these two class competitors crash and burn on the concrete.. BF" What a match to open the show..This has been nothing but back and forth from the opening bell and shows the entire MSN circuit why PWT is the place of champions , when you have tons of matches on a card that could easily be the main event of a pay per view anywhere else you know that you are dealing with the elite of this sport contrary to what any of the haters out there would want you to believe" [ Travis is the first back to his feet and starts hammering on Cm, he pulls the champ to his feet and sends him flying into the steel ring steps...Cm flips over top of the steps landing hard on the floor right in front of the announce table. Nova gets up peering over the table at Cm and smirking as he sits back down. BF" You are really enjoying this huh?" Nova" Hell yeah I am...If the Hillbilly can't go at Final Verdict , I become the champ without breaking a sweat and someone as good looking as me should never be sweaty unless I am in the bedroom." BF" Pleaseeeeeee...You are so full of yourself" Nova" Better to be full of myself then donuts Chubby" [ Travis stalks Cm like a lion creeping up on a baby gazelle...Cm staggers to his feet favoring his left knee and Travis turns him around looking for the DDT on the floor...Cm shoves Travis off , his back slamming into the announce table...Cm lunges at Travis looking for the clothesline but Travis ducks out of the way and Cm flies onto the announce table crashing into Nova and sending the leader of the Caines down to the floor. BF" Ahahaha now thats worth the laughter" ES" Typical biased by you" BF" What about you?" ES' No comment" [ Cm crawls back over the table leaving Nova down on the floor...Travis is waiting for the champ and he hammers Cm to the head and then slams his face into the ring apron before rolling the champ back into the ring and following in after him. BF" Nova is still down folks..I think he took a knockout shot to the head." ES"I better check on him" [ Eddie is shown leaving his seat and kneeling down to check on Nova...In the ring Travis hits Cm with a swinging neckbreaker and calls for his finisher..He pulls Cm up to his feet even though the champ has the jelly legs now and hooks him around the waist tucking his head between his legs looking for the flipping pile driver he calls The Deal Breaker.. BF" We have an upset in the making here...Let him be Eddie and get on the mic damnit" [ Travis hooks him and goes for the flip but Cm drops down onto his knees..Travis struggles to get Cm back up to put him away but the champ is cagey and able to slip between Travis' legs scrambling to his feet...Travis spins around swinging with a heavy right hook but Cm ducks this shot driving a boot to Travis gut doubling him over and just as quickly hooking his head before Travis can react...He hits his version of the twist of fate ... [ The crowd goes wild BF" Just like that...Just like that!!" [ Cm rolls up Travis hooking the one leg and grapevining the other... One...Two...Three... [ Travis kicks out just a hair to late and the bell rings...
BF" What a match...Christian Micheals just showed the world why he is the Heavyweight Champion...Travis had the upper hand most of the match but just like that and pardon the pun...CM put him away." [ Travis rolls to the floor getting consoled by Sin as they walk up the rampway...Cm staggers up to his feet after a hard fought match.. Sabrina" Here is the winner of this match...Christian Michealsssssssss" [ Nova scrambles over the top of the announce table perhaps faking being out and slides into the ring throwing down the TIT title he comes right up behind Cm...The fans are trying to tell Cm ,but he finds out the hard way as Nova spins him around and smacks him hard upside the head..The Champion staggers but to the amazement of the fans does nothing to Nova...Nova looks at Cm and then to Sabrina , he pie faces her to the mat jerking the mic out of her hand.. BF" That son of a bitch there is no call for this" ES" Cm did attack him" BF" Oh he did not, he acccidently hit him while trying to hit Travis" ES" How do you sleep at night lying like that?" Nova pulls the mic to his lips.." Who the f*ck do you think you are? How dare you put your goddamn hands on me you rotten , stinking Pig Farmer..." [ Nova lashes out again smacking Cm upside the head...The fans have now started to litter the ring with cups and trash but their boos have moments of silence unable to believe what they are seeing..Cm is allowing Nova to berate him and smack him without doing a thing. BF" Why don't the champ bust this bastard's head open?" ES" Ummm because he can't...He knows Nova would own him" BF" Nova couldn't own me let alone the Champion..He is all talk" Nova paces back and forth" I have tried my best with you Chris...I have given you every opportunity in the world and tonight as I see myself only weeks from a title shot I was finally going to give you back what you so dearly crave...It was right out there in the lot Chris" [ Nova points to the big screen and on cue it lights up showing the parking lot and a black panel van with its motor idling..Behind the wheel sits Josiah Caine with Mason in the passenger seat.. " Your family is in the back of that van Chris, but you have f*cked it all up..You went and broke the rules...You put your hands on me" [ The fans fall deathly silent... BF" What the hell is Nova talking about? Why would Cm's family be in the back of that van?" ES" If you shutup , we might find out" Nova looks around at the crowd and smirks" Thats right folks...Your beloved Christian Micheals' dear family has been spending alot of time with me and my family lately..They have been keeping me company while Chris attacked people and seduced the biggest whore working in this company today...While Cm was trying to get Lori's cankles behind her pudgey head it was me pulling the strings..It was me telling him what to do and this naive little prick did everything I said and whats even better about it is that I played all of you right along with him...I made you hate Christian Micheals with my own little game of Nova Says...You all followed my whims like cattle following water...You are all pathetic, but not as pathetic as you are Chris" Nova's head jerks back to Cm" You wanted to test me...You wanted to take my offer of help and then not pay for what I said I would do...I told you I would wake Rhya up and damnit she is awake" BF" Dear lord Rhya Micheals is awake" "But instead of living up to your end of the bargain you come out on national television and give my title shot to Dante Cross while kissing his ass so much I am suprised your lips aren't chapped with maple leafs...I could have ended our game then Chris, but I allowed you some good faith...Then instead of getting the job done against Dante and putting that damn canuck back in his place outside of the Heavyweight title picture ,you stink up the match against him and would have lost without the help of a WOMAN!!....Now I stress the use of the term woman when it comes to Georgia James because I think I spotted a little adam's apple when I got close to her...But even though you messed up repeatly, I kept trying with you and kept giving you more and more chances to prove yourself worthy of having your family back and now you want to break the biggest rule of them all and touch me.....HELL NO CHRIS....HELL NO!!" Nova looks up at the big screen" Drive them away...Say goodbye to your family forever Chris" [ The van peels out across the lot disappearing into the dark Florida night...Cm runs to the ropes crying out "NOOO!!" [ He steps between the ropes and Nova grabs him" I'm not through with you yet Redneck...I want you to know that this game is over Chris and this here tonight is STRIKE THREE!!!...Now I hope you enjoy knowing what I am going to do to Rhya and little Gabby..." [ Cm comes back into the ring and Nova gets nose to nose with him" You disgust me.." [ Nova goes to smack Cm again and this time the Champ blocks it sending the crowd into a thunderous cheer...Cm jerks the mic from Nova's hand glaring at him...He speaks through clenched teeth" NO MORE!!" [ Cm and Nova start swinging on each other trading heavy haymakers back and forth.. BF" All hell has broken loose out here, but I think we have just figured out why Christian Micheals has been acting so odd lately...It was all the doing of NovaCaine" [ Nova fires Cm into the ropes trying for a lariat ,but Cm ducks under him and stops...Nova turns and WHAMO!!...Superkick also known as the You just got whapped right on the button...Nova drops like a sack of bricks and Cm starts to hammer the leader of the Caines screaming NO MORE over and over... BF" Yes!!..Get him Chris...Beat the hell out of him" ES" Wow you should just put on a cheerleader outfit and go stand in Cm's corner..Couldn't look any worse then some of the women he has been with lately" [ Cm pummels Nova like a man possessed when the guy in black leaps the ringside security railing with something in his hand..He slides in under the bottom rope and pops to his feet diving at Cm and nailing him in the knee with what appears to be a lead pipe...Cm buckles to the mat grabbing at his leg and screaming louder than Nancy Kerrigan... BF" Son of a bitch...Its the masked man we have seen with Nova so much lately...Who is this guy" | |
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| [ The masked man known only as Protege starts hammering on Cm with the lead pipe giving Nova time to recover and get back to his feet...Nova shakes off the cobwebs grabbing the mic again .." You are so F*cking weak Chris...You made it so easy for me to take everything you got and now I am going to take your title...Everything that you have that meant something to you is mine now...I warned you Chris..I told you not to make the deal unless you could follow through and when you didn't ...When you lost to that lame ass David Van Dam , you became my pet project...You became the man I am going to disect piece by piece and it all worked beautifully....Hit him again" [ Protege nails Cm in the knee again with the lead pipe and then bashes him in the skull with it...Handing the pipe to Nova who chases back the refs and security trying to get into the ring to help Cm..Nova turns to Protege .." Go get a chair..I think its time to end Cm's career right here, RIGHT NOW!!" BF"Jesus Christ!! We need some help out here in the worst way." [ Protege slips to the floor throwing the time keeper from his chair and grabbing it..He climbs back into the ring as Nova chases Snoop back to the floor with the pipe..Nova looks to Protege smirking " BREAK HIS LEG!!" [ It appears as if the Protege is laughing , he nods and then puts the chair on Cm's knee and climbs to the top rope.. BF" Noooooooo..Stop this ...Someone stop this.." [ Cm is laying there lifeless covered in blood from the pipe shots as the Protege is perched over top of him ready to break his leg with one dive down onto the chair..Nova holds up his hand " No wait...Wait just a second, I think someone else that hates Chris should get a close up view of this" [ Nova walks over to the ropes looking out at the crowd " Hey Beaner..I mean Whysper...Cmon in here buddy and watch the fun" BF" That bastard...He knows Whysper cost CM the title against DVD and is now inviting this man into the ring to watch them cripple him" [ Whysper seems reluctant for a second and then climbs out of his seat..Angelina grabs at his hand shaking her head No,but Whysper pulls away from her and jumps over the security railing sliding into the ring...Nova pats him on the back smirking " Hey buddy..Maybe when you realize DVD is a no talent hack I might give you a job in the Clan...We could always use a gardener" [ Whysper glares at Nova who chuckles " I'm kidding honest...Now watch as The Clan puts the final nail in the coffin of Christian Micheals..." Nova spits on Cm " See you in hell punk..I will make sure your family joins you soon.." [ Whysper reaches out for the pipe saying something to Nova barely audible and pointing at Cm.. BF" Damn that Whysper..Now he is wanting to hit CM aswell...Where the hell is all of the PWT wrestlers to help this man thats given so much to this company? You all make me sick back there just watching this happen and doing nothing about it.." Nova hands Whysper the pipe " Sure I'm in a giving mood...Go ahead and crack him a few times" [ Whysper smiles and walks over to Cm looking down at him and raising the Lead Pipe over his head...Then suddenly the lucha warrior spins throwing all of his weight into the Protege and knocking him off the ropes and down to the floor...Whysper takes a swing at Nova with the pipe, but Nova quickly retreats to the floor as the crowd is going wild for Whysper and the save he just made BF" Thank you very much Whysper...The man with the little body , big heart just did the right thing." [ Nova helps the Protege up glaring at Whysper and then to CM who has rolled over onto his stomach wiping the blood from his eyes he watches Nova back up the ramp..
"You got lucky tonight Chris, that won't happen at Final Verdict...Oh but Chris I want you to meet someone I think you know quite well...The man that helped me get into your house and take your family away....Say hello to The Protege or better yet....Just call him" [ The Protege rips off the mask and you could hear a pin drop in that arena...
" JAVENNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!" BF" Oh my god Javen is in the Clan....Christian Micheals brother is in cahoots with NovaCaine" [ Javen smirks at his brother giving him a little wave...Nova puts his arm around Javen's shoulders cackling .." I told you CM...I can get to anyone...Anywhere....Anytime...Now to go get at your girls" [ Nova and Javen disappear through the curtain with Cm pulling himself to his feet favoring that left leg heavily now blooding spilling down his face like its a torrential down pour..He turns looking at Whysper, who for a second holds the pipe like he might hit Cm with it and then drops it rolling out of the ring to leave the champ there alone... BF" We gotta take a commercial folks, we will be right back...What a way to start the show, Nova apparently has Micheals' family and Javen has just revealed himself to be the masked man with Nova...Why the hell would Javen join Nova after this man hung him?" ES" I am just speechless and have no good answers for what I just saw, but I know by the look on Christian Micheals face when he seen his brother under that mask..There will be hell to pay.." BF" We will be right back folks" [ The show goes to commercial with a shot of a bloody Christian Micheals shoving aside the Emts trying to help him and slowly walking up that ramp towards the back with that Lead Pipe in hand and heavily favoring that leg Nova just tried to snap.. *COMMERCIAL BREAK * | |
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| [ Shockwave returns to commercial and we're still trying to recover from what had just happened. Fecca: Welcome back to Sunday Night Shockwave folks! Ladies and gentlemen if you're just tuning in.....Where have you been?! Already on tonight's show we've had Wall$treet out here bragging about hwta he did last week as if it was something to be proud of. Then when Drew Stevenson showed up, Wall$treet puts alot of track stars to shame with how quick he escapes to the back. Now as if ruining Drew's wedding wasn't enough, he gets arrested on bogus charges! Styles: Bogus?! Drew Stevenson one week ago today threatened to kill Wall$treet! Fecca: He was just angry Eddie. Styles: Looked more than simply angry tonight. Fecca: I think the man has the right to be.....Much like Christian Michaels has the right to want to cause severe bodily harm to Nova. We found out moment ago, after Michaels won his match, that Nova has actually had Christian's family hostage. He's been behind everything out of the norm we've seen Michaels doing lately. And to further make matters worse Christian own brother, Javen of all people, has been under the mask of "The Protege" all along! Styles: Hey look I know that I'm always out here being a Caine mark because I did their style......But I actually want to take a moment and apologize for my comments moments ago. as much as I truly am a fan of the Caines it was wrong of me to be so nonchalant to what they did. Actually I sympathize with Christian Michaels. I can honestly not imagine what he's going through right now. So again, I apologize for my comments. I was just trying to do my job, but sometimes you have to take a step back and realize when to be serious instead of the funny smartass commentator. Fecca: Well that's mighty humane of you Eddie. I'm pleasantly surprised. Styles: Don't get used to it. Fecca: There's the Eddie Styles that I know and makes most women see the virtues of being a lesbian. Styles: Go take a dirt nap with the rest of the oldies! Fecca: Speaking of Dirt Nap, who will be the one to take the dirt nap in our big main event here tonight?..Dante Cross and Georgia James will square off for a shot at the Heavyweight title in a Buried Alive Match Styles: Hey I was just thinking... Fecca: Oh boy... Styles: This thing with Wall$treet and Drew is all Becca's fault, if she wasn't such a lush she might have remembered what she had done and not put Drew in this situation to begin with." Fecca: You're too funny Eddie. But we don't even know if Drew is going to be released in time tonight for his match. Not to mention the rest of this great card..Kimberly Pain will compete in a Backyard Rules match with Lori Anne and new comer Rachel Simmons...Xavier Homocide takes on Marcus Johnson plus former Femme Fatale Champion Sindee will be action against Victoria Hamilton Styles: Lets not forget about the Leader of the Caine Clan, NovaCaine in the ring here tonight for the first time in PWT with David Van Dam in what I think will be the show stealer match of the evening." Fecca: Not going to argue that point, but for now lets go to the ring for our second match of the evening. [ The lights go out in the areana, and "Head for the Barricade" by Limp Bizkit starts to blare on the P.A. system. The crowd turns their attention to the ramp, as Isabell Winters steps out from behind the black curtains.
Sabrina:"Making her way to the ring.......Isabell Winters!"
[ She is met to a loud mixed reaction.Some fans boo and show their disapproval while others give a nice little pop . Isabell raises her arms in a taunting fashion at the top of the ramp, and gives a cocky. After this she begins to elegantly walk down the aisle to the ring, with a look of confidence on her face. As she gets farther down the ramp, a few fans reach out their hands to get slapped, in which she goes out of her way to ignore them. She walks up the steal steps, before stepping through the bottom rope into the ring. She goes to the center of the ring and poses for a bit. Finally she goes to a corner, and stretches delicately, as her music fades to silence. As Isabell does her stretches, "Hot In Here" by Nelly blares out and Summer Stratus walks out from behind the black curtain. She stands on top of the entrance ramp with her hands on her hips.
Sabrina:"And her opponent making her way to the ring from Toronto, Ontario, Canada please welcome....Summer Stratus!"
[ Summer walks down the ramp with a smile on her face as she listens to the cheers coming from the crowd. As Summer reaches the bottom of the ramp, she slides in the ring under the bottom rope. As Summer gets to her feet, she walks over to the ropes and points out into the crowd as cameras flash. She then goes over to the opposite side of the ring and does the same thing as well before her music cuts.
Fecca:"Neither of these women like each other and you can tell by the way they keep throwing looks at one another."
Styles:"Who cares if they don't like each other, just as long as they at each other!"
[ As Summer turns to face Isabell, the bell rings and Isabell charges Summer with a clothesline, but Summer ducks underneath and runs into the ropes as she comes off of them and Isabell turns back around, Summer takes her down with a dropkick. As Isabell falls to the mat, Summer goes to drop an elbow but Isabell rolled out of the way. As Summer was laying on the mat holding her elbow, Isabell came over and locked in an armbar. Summer yelled out a bit as Isabell applies pressure. After a moment, Summer got to her feet still in the hold. Isabell backed her into the ropes before releasing the armbar and irish whipped her into the ropes on the opposite side of the ring. As Summer came off them, Isabell buried a knee into Summer's midsection. As Summer staggered a bit holding her midsection, Isabell grabbed a hold of Summer and planted her to the mat with a DDT. As Summer was laid out, Isabell came off the ropes and delivered a legdrop before making the cover. 1..2..kickout by Summer.
Styles:"Isabell with a nearfall. I hope she wins."
Fecca:"Why's that?"
Styles:"Because Isabell made the division."
Fecca:"Says who?"
Styles:"Says her."
[ Isabell got to her feet and pulled up Summer by the hair before irish whipping her into the corner. As Summer hit the turnbuckles, Isabell followed her in with a crossbody. Before she could connect Summer moved and Isabell hit the turnbuckles. As Isabell stumbled back on her feet a bit, Summer ran and planted Isabell with a bulldog. Summer went for a cover but Isabell kicked out after two.
Fecca:"Summer returns the favor with a nearfall of her own."
Styles:"Not like it matters. Isabell kicked out."
Fecca:"Maybe next time she won't."
[ With Isabell still down, Summer goes to the top rope and comes off with the Heat Advisory, but Isabell brings her knees up just in time. Summer is rolling around the ring holding her midsection as Isabell makes her way to her feet. Isabell is in waiting as Summer slowly gets up using the ropes. As she turns around, Isabell grabs Summer's head and takes her to the mat with a Goodnight kiss. Isabell then makes the cover and picks up the one, two, three.
Sabrina:"And here is your winner, Isabell Winters!"
Styles:"HA HA! This should shut up Summer for awhile."
Fecca:"I doubt that."
[ Isabell rolls out of the ring with a huge grin on her feet as the ref comes over to her. Summer slowly begins to stir and looks up at Isabell in hatred as the ref raises her hand in victory as cameras fade and Shockwave goes to a commericial break. *COMMERCIAL BREAK* | |
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| [ The show is back from commercial and we're backstage. Marcus Johnson and Isabell Winters have met up in the hallway. Of course Izzy is all smiles about another successful defense of her Jingle-Belle tiara. Marcus seems proud of her too. Marcus: Great job out there Izzy. Izzy: Aw thankies Markypoo. Hey how about you go get me a sandwich and we celebrate my big win. Marcus: I'd love to, but I've gotta go be assaulted by an angry black guy. Izzy: Bobby? What'd you do to him now? [ Johnson shakes his head "No". Marcus: Wrong angry black guy. Bobby wants to assault Nova anyways. I'm wrestling that angry black guy management fed Marc Chambers to last week. Izzy: Ohhh. Well be careful out there........Who else will get me whatever I want if you get hurt? [ You could see Marcus start to feel good that Izzy was worried about his well-being. But then as she skipped away he looked disappointed. Was that all that he is too Izzy? Just somebody to fetch her sandwiches while she swoons over that bastard Seifer? Marcus walks out of the scene and we switch back to inside the arena. Fecca: Welcome back to Shockwave again folks. Our next match is scheduled to be Marcus Johnson against Xavier Homicide. Eddie this is another great oppurtunity for Xavier. Ever since his first night in PWT he's found himself up against some of the brightest stars to shine here. Styles: Minus last week's match ya mean. I agree with what Marcus said this week. Chambers was fed to Homicide to make him feel good about himself. Fecca: I have to disagree with you Eddie. I just believe that last weekend Xavier Homicide was the better man. But whatever you choose to believe about that, its undeniable that he has a big time opponent here tonight. Marcus Johnson has been a multiple time champion here in PWT. He was even briefly the Heavyweight champion. So this week you can rest assured that there will be no cakewalk for Xavier. Styles: Damn straight! My boy Marcus is gonna put Xavier in his place tonight. [ The lights in the arena flicker on and off for a few seconds and then "Grew Up a Screw Up" plays throughout the P.A. system. 10 seconds into the song Xavier walks out onto the stage with a serious look on his face. He stans still for a moment and looks around the arena. After he scans the arena he holds his fist in the air then walks down the ramp. He jumps on the ring apron and steps in the ring between the top and middle rope. He takes off his necklace and watch and hands it to thetimekeeper. He then takes off his shirt and throws it to the fans as he warms up for the match and awaits the bell to ring. Sabrina: The next match is scheduled for one fall with a fifteen minute time-limit! Already in the ring.....XAVIER HOMICIDDDDDDDDE!!!! [ "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 in-ring attire. He pauses at the top of the ramp to soak in his surroundings and the noise from the crowd. 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 to the far corner. He takes his time to get on the middle turnbuckle. and starts talking, but what he says can't be heard over the music and the crowd. After talking a short while, he slowly raises both arms in the air. When they're directly above him, he flexes them, then brings them down to his side and flexes the rest of his body. Marcus stops flexing and turns his attention to his opponent who's already in the ring. Marcus just staring at Homicide Sabrina: And now in the ring....THE MARCUS OF JOHNNNNNNNSON!!!! [ The ref steps in and calls for the bell after Sabrina exits the ring. Marcus and Xavier both come out of their corners. They're circling each other as opponent's sometimes do. Finally we have an old fashioned collar an elbow tie-up. Marcus, though slightly taller an heavier than Xavier, uses his veteran advantage to force Xavier back into a corner. A clean break is called for by the ref. Looks like Johnson is gonna give one as he holds his hands upa nd backs away a bit. But just when ya think Marcus is playing by the rules he reaches out and SLAPS Xavier! Johnson standing there smirking as Homicide checks his mouth for blood. Suddenly though Johnson's eyes grow as large as saucers. Xavier come sout of the corner and decks Marcus with a big time right hand! The Marcus of Johnson hits the mat and promptly rolls under the bottom rope to the outside. Fans are heckling him about the punch as now Johnson holds his jaw. Fecca: Attaboy Xavier! Don't take crap like that off Marcus Johnson. Styles: And you have the balls to preach to me about being biased? Fecca: I'm sorry but I just love it when hot shots like Marcus get shown that they can't run rough-shot over people. [ Speaking of dear ole Marcus of Johnson, he walks by the announce table and yells that Xavier should be DQed. Fecca: Disqualified? Why should the ref DQ Xavier? Styles: Because it was an illegal closed fist! [ The ref's count is at eight when Marcus rolls back in the ring. He still complains that Xavier should be DQ'd. The ref refuses to do that, but he does admonish Homicide for it. We look to be headed to another lock-up between the two. However when Xavier goes for it, Marcus takes him over with a hip toss. That's not the end of the move though folks! Marcus keeps hold of Xavier's left arm, barring it as he takes a knee behind Homicide. Johnson with his right knee down on the mat puts the left into Xavier's shoulder and pulls back on his arm. The ref comes around and asks if Homicide wants to give it up. But its gonna take more than this to finish Xavier off. He refuses to submit. Keeping Xavier's arm barred with his right, Marcus then starts clubbing Homicide's chest with his left arm. He eventually gets rolls xavier all the way to his back and makes a pin. ONE..........TWO.........TH-NO! Kickout by Homicide! Of course Marcus gets up and he's explaining to the ref that it shoulda been a count of three. Fecca: Johnson making a mistake here. He should be pressing his advantage and not arguing with the ref. Styles: Well if we had a decent ref the match would be over [ As the two argue about the ref, Shockwave cuts to a commercial break. *COMMERCIAL BREAK* [ The commercial is over and we're back. Things have really changed in teh ring since we went to that commercial. Before the break Marcus Johnson had the advantage and a nearfall. Now though Marcus finds himself covering up in a corner as Xavier unleashes his boxing skills. However the ref does step in and break things up. Xavier steps back giving the clean break. Fecca: What is she doing coming down here? [ Down the ramp comes none-other than Isabell Winters. Styles: She's just coming out here to support her Markypoo. Fecca: Did you just say Markypoo? [ Styles is quiet as Izzy nears the ring. Anybody can see itc oming a mile away, but she still gets on the apron. Homicide looks over and tells her ta hop her ass down. Izzy is a smartass and says he has ta make her. But she's wrong on that one. Izzy doesn't realize it but Summer Stratus is hauling ass down the ramp. Meanwhile Marcus spins Xavier around and hits a big DDT on the rookie. Johnson goes to give Izzy the signal to get off teh apron but she needs no stinking signal. Summer grabs Izzy's ankle and just yanks her off the apron. Now this distracts Marcus and he comes over to fuss at Summer. Styles: Marcus look out behind you! [ The warning is too lil too late. Xavier is back up and he spins Marcus around. Homicide then hitting Marcus of Johnson wif "The Jackpot" which is a hanging fisherman buster. The pin is on and its ONE.............TWO..............THREE!!! The bell sounds and Xavier's theme hits. His hand is raised in victory by the ref and Summer. Meanwhile Marcus rolls out the ring and both he an Izzy look into the ring annoyed. Sabrina: Here is your winner......XAVIER HOMMMMMMMICIDE!!!! [ The fans are cheering as we head for another commercial break. *COMMERCIAL BREAK* | |
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| [ The cameras return from commercial break to see PWT’s favorite wedding entertainer (Newly weds, please book six months in advance to have WallStreet ruin your wedding, his schedule’s very busy) walking down a hallway in the back. 
[ As WallStreet walks along, we hear a male voice�?/P> "WallStreet�?Excuse Me�?WallStreet�? [ WallStreet seems uninterested, but he stops anyway. As he turns around we see PWT Interview Ken Mitchell with a microphone. Mitchell, "How’s it feel to be back in PWT?" WallStreet, "Ya know that genital rash you were tellin�?Christian Michales you had earlier today at Catering and asking advice for? (Mitchell’s eyes get wide as his face get’s pale)�?Well I’d imagine it probably feels something like that." Styles, "Gah! I told Mitchell to stop chasin�?after Shauna Lane!"
Fecca, "Somebody resentful she passed out before you could try and seduce her at the Christmas party?"
Styles, "Pfft. What’s consciousness got to do with anything?" Mitchell tries to shake that one off and says, "Well uh�?Next week the official word is you’ll be going one on one with Drew Stevenson. (WallStreet’s eyes immediately narrow, his nostrils flair a little). What are your thoughts on that?" WallStreet, "Are you trying to be cute?!" Mitchell, "No I�? WallStreet Mocks, "No I�?I�?AH SHUT YOUR MOUTH YA VD TOATIN MONKEY! You wanta know what I think about Drew Stevenson? I think that humanity is based off a modified game of Russian Roulette. With every load that some broad swallows, there’s always a chance that they swallowed the next great Icon in humanity�?A Chance that the next Albert Einstein or Thomas Edison or Taylor McCallister could be wasted by resting in the gullet of some whore. But by that same token, every time some jerkoff like you sticks his unwrapped tool inside some hermaphrodite lookin�?woman’s slit, we risk that the waste may NOT end up in a tissue somewhere or at the bottom of someone’s stomach, but actually being developed into a breathing, walking, drain on society. Drew Stevenson is the equivalent of someone pulling the trigger and blowing their brains all over the wall. He wins by being able to exist, but Society -who now has to clean their brains off the wall- losses because he exists. And now Becca Wipwreck –Another lost game of Russian Roulette by Society- wants me to dirty my hands on this walkin�? talkin�? pile of semen waste? Well let me tell ya something Crotch-itch boy; you think Drew’s little girl wept when she saw Daddy Dearest fumbling around in the parking lot, unable to stop the big bad WallStreet while mommy-to-never-be let the tears drop nearly as much as she let’s her panties drop? Nobody’s seen nothin�?yet. If Drew Stevenson get’s in that ring with me, his daughter will spend the rest of her days weeping over the state of the vegetable she once called "Daddy"." Mitchell, "All due respect, it’s gotta be somewhat easy to talk so big with Drew Stevenson sitting safely behind bars." [ WallStreet’s eyes about pop out of his head over the audacity of Ken Mitchell. Styles, "I Hope like Hell that Ken Mitchell has me down as beneficiary on his life insurance policy!" [ WallStreet grabs a fist full of Mitchell’s jacket and draws him in close as he says, "What the Hell did you just say to me?!" Mitchell quakes as he says, "I�?I�? [ WallStreet violently shoves Mitchell on his ass with that one hand and glares down at him on the floor. He then proceeds to walk out of the scene. [ The cameras fade off the fallen Mitchell to the ring as Fecca says, "Gee, it looks like the truth hurts."
Styles, "Yeah well, the Truth never delivered a Stock Market Crash to anybody, so I’m gonna go ahead and stay on the "Team WallStreet" bandwagon." [ "In The Air Tonight" by Nonpoint plays through out the arena. No special lights flash nor anything fancy with the tron going on or off. Smoke does however rise from the top of the ramp with Rachel coming up in the middle of it. Sabrina, "The following contest is a Backyard Rules Triple Threat! It’s scheduled for ONEFALL with No Time Limit!" Fecca, "This should be a great contest between three fantastic femme fatales."
Styles, "Saying "Great Contest" and "Femme Fatales" in the same sentence is like the ultimate Oxymoron."
Fecca, "For anyone unaware, PWT’s Backyard Rules are simple. There’s No Disqualifications, No Count Outs, and Pinfalls or submissions can be obtained anywhere in the building."
Styles, "What about outside of the building?"
Fecca, "Also acceptable."
Styles, "Good. This match might just go somewhere if they can get to their natural habitat."
Fecca, " �?FONT color=#990000>Natural Habitat�?/FONT>?"
Styles, "Yeah�?The street corner." [ The tron plays various fights, bloody faces and people crying. Rachel steps from the smokey rise and makes her way to the ring. Sabrina, "Introducing first�?Making her way from Question Mark, Question Mark, Question Mark�?RAAAACHEL SIMMONS!" Styles, "Where’s Question Mark, Question Mark, Question mark located?"
Fecca, "Three miles south of Parts Unknown, a little ways to the east of Dudleyville I’d imagine."
Styles, "Logical enough." [ A few feet before she runs and dives under the lower ropes, sliding head first to the middle of the ring. Rachel stands to her feet paying no mind to the crowd and what they have to say. The look of determination in her eyes and a look of confidence in the way she stands as she waits for her opponent to arrive. Fecca, "Rachal Simmons has been known for her ability to tune out a crowd."
Styles, "Is that contagious?"
Fecca, "Not that I’m aware of, why?"
Styles, "Because once she came out I didn’t hear them either." [ With that "Black Cat" by Janet Jackson begins to blast over the PA as Lori Anne McMahon’s tron hit’s the screen. Fecca, "Here’s a woman who’s been the center of a sworm of controversy lately."
Styles, "Brittney Spears?" [ The curtain moves as Lori Anne McMahon steps from behind it. Styles, "WHAT THE HELL?! That’s not Brittney Spears! You lied to me!"
Fecca, "I never said Brittney Spears�?I said a woman who’d been the center of controversy�?
Styles, "You have to matter to be controversial! I don’t even know who this lady is!"
Fecca, "She’s Lori McMahon."
Styles, "How many frickin McMahons are there?"
Fecca, "On the MSN Network alone there’s gotta be a hundred or two."
Styles, "LAME!" Lori makes her way down the ramp as Sabrina continues, "Next, making her way from Portsmouths New Hampshire�?LORI_ANNE_MAC-MAHON!" Fecca, "Well regardless of your opinion of her or her family genealogy, she’s been in the spotlight quite a bit as of late. We were led to believe that she and Christian Michaels were having a wild love affair at the expense of an unconscious Rhya and naive boyfriend Brian Jefferson. Now I can only assume that, that was just another part of Nova’s puppetering."
Styles, "I’d be careful how loud ya call Brian Jefferson "naive"�?Rumor has it he’s "connected"."
Fecca, "My colleague is referencing some wild internet rumors that Brian Jefferson has links to the Mafia. Once again an example of why you shouldn’t always believe what you read in the online sheets folks."
Styles, "I hope it’s true. I hope he’s a part of the Trench Coat Mafia. Maybe he’ll kill himself."
Fecca, "…………�?." [ Lori starts to climb the stairs as Lights flicker, the song Nobody's wife by Anouk starts and Kimberly appears walking out of the curtain.. Fecca, "Here comes the crowned cream of the femme fatale crop."
Styles, "Heh�?I wish she’d make my crown cream." [ She taunts the crowd before slowly and methodically making her way down the ramp and towards the ring.. Sabrina, "And finally�?Hailing from TAAAMPA FLLLLLLORIDA (Cheer for a fellow Floridian)�?She is the Reigning Femme Fatale champion�?KIM_BER_LYYYY PAAAAAAAAAINNN!" Fecca, "Kimberly Pain has truly taken PWT By storm since her arrival here to PWT. In such a short time she’s managed to capture the Femme Fatale championship and have very intense, back and forth contests with some of the absolute best in the company, including former PWT Heavyweight Champion Bobby Johnson."
Styles, "Alright�?I hate to say it, but to some level ya gotta give Kimberly Pain credit. Girl can go. But by that same token, she is still a woman so don’t get your hopes up much more. Nova gives her his recommendation so I’ll concede that she may be above the average female, but she is still female all the same." [ As she enters the ring the music fades and the light’s readjust. The official calls for the bell, so this bout is officially underway. But Kimberly raises a hand and calls for a Microphone. [ As she’s handed the microphone, but Lori and Rachel look on curiously. Kimberly, "Ya know�?Week after week I come out here and I display my incredibly physical attributes. I show the world that physically, I’m second to none. This strap around my waist proves that. But there’s more to being great then just being physically superior." Styles, "Agreed. I appreciate a woman with Oral superiority myself."
Fecca, "EDDIE!"
Styles, "What? I’m just sayin I like a girl who can talk�?What’s that look? Really, That’s what I meant�?heh." Kimberly continues, "Ya see, it also takes brains. Now I could come out here and spend the next five minutes slaughtering both of you, using various moves and holds and forign objects. But then when I think about how little either of you matter, it makes me question exerting the energy. Granted it, it wouldn’t take much, but why give up a potential day off?" Fecca, "What’s she sayin?"
Styles, "I don’t know, I don’t speak Female. All I ever hear when a woman talks is "Blah Blah Blah, Good God Eddie take me now! Blah Blah Blah." Kimberly, "So instead of me wasting my time and yours, I figured I’d be nice and offer the two of you a belated Christmas present�?The opportunity to get put out of your misery quickly." [ Suddenly from the back of t he ring the monster Mason climbs over the top rope. Lori Anne is the one nearest Mason so he grabs her by the throat, hoists her high into the air, and then chokeslams her down to the mat with such force she actually bounces over the bottom rope and to the floor. Fecca, "Oh for cryin�?out loud!" [ Rachel’s eyes grow wide and she tries to dart out of the ring but Mason hooks her and draws her up into A Torture rack before dropping down, driving her down to the mat in what he calls the Shock Treatment." Fecca, "Mason just gave this poor young lady the Shock Treatment." [ Kimberly giggles devilishly before she drops to a knee and puts a finger on Rachels lips. The official looks at Mason, and deciding he’d rather not be next in line, he drops down and counts. Fecca, "This is appaling." Official, "ONE!...... TWO!...... THREE!" [ The bell sounds as "Nobody’s Wife" blasts over the PA again. Sabrina, "Your Winner�?. Kimberly Pain!" [ Kim Pain gets up and blows her fallen foe a sarcastic kiss before she exits the ring between the bottom and second ropes, Mason following over the top rope. Fecca, "Just another example of the vile human beings this Cane Clan really is."
Styles, "Pfft. They just saved me from sitting through a craptacular women’s match. You thought I was a Cane mark before?!" [ The cameras fade to commercial. *COMMERCIAL BREAK* | |
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| [ The cameras head to the ring as a generic theme from PWT is blasting over the PA and a young wrestler is standing in the ring in wait. The music fades as Sabrina announces, "Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for ONEFALL with a Ten Minute TV Time Limit! Already in the ring, hailing from Tampa FLORAIDAAA (Crowd cheers the Floridian)�?Weighing in at 223 Pounds, he is SCCCCOTTT COOMODDITYYYY!" 
Fecca, "Scott Commodity a young blue chipper looking to possibly draw a little attention here in PWT." [ With that 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. Styles, "Yeah well, if this is the way ya gotta get attention in Florida, I’ll go ahead and opt for being un-noticed. Just because Akmed isn’t donnin�?the war paint anymore doesn’t mean a part of that Tongan War Machine doesn’t still live."
Fecca, "Akmed? Don’t you mean Austin Hughs?"
Styles, "I don’t know, what day is it?"
Fecca, "Sunday."
Styles, "Huh�?Could be I guess." [ At the end of the intro the man throws his arms out wide and his head back�?/P> Sabrina, "AND THE CHALLANGER�?From The GREAT Northwest, tipping the scales at OVER THREE HUNDRED POUNDS�?AKKKKKKKMED!" [ Ak Tui�?Erm�?Austin�?Akmed�?Yeah�?Akmed then sprints to the ring and slides in under the bottom rope and kips up when he is clear of the bottom rope. Fecca, "Austin Hughes was originally scheduled to compete here tonight with Drew Stevenson, but WallStreet screwed Drew and now we’ve had to improvise here tonight."
Styles, "Whoa, Whoa, Whoa. Like Vince McMahon said a decade ago, and like Georgia James said just the other day about someone else, WallStreet didn’t screw Drew, Drew Screwed Drew. That’ll teach the punk to go around threatenin�?people!" [ The music is fading and the lights are readjusting, but Akmed wastes no time as he darts across the ring and nails an unprepared Scott Commodity with a big Body Splash in the corner. The bell sounds as Scott stumbles out and Akmed picks him up, spins him around and slams him down via the Blackhole Slam. Fecca, "Good God!" [ Akmed climbs up on the second ropes while holding the top rope, he bounces up and down a couple of times and then jumps back and nails the Banzai Drop. Akmed stays ontop of the chest of Scott Commodity as Rudy Charles drops down and counts ……………One……………Two………………Three! [ The bell sounds and "Bodies" by Drowning Pool once again blasts over the PA as the official raises Akmed’s hand. Sabrina, "Your Winner... AKKKKMED!" Fecca, "What an impressive return by Akmed!"
Styles, "Well I guess Scott Commodity’ll get all the attention he can stand�?In the ICU!"
Fecca, "Kudos to the kid for showin up, but when Austin Hughes is all fired up it’s hard to do much more then hope for the best. Good try kid." *COMEMRCIAL BREAK* | |
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| [ We come back from the commercial break midway through SinDee’s entrance, she is standing in the ring the purple pyro shooting off around her and Travis, though she isn’t dressed in her normal gear she is dressed in boots jeans and a top. She grabs the mic from Sabrina and raises it to her lips as "Open Up" fades out. SinDee: "You know people have been asking where the hell I’ve been all week and why I didn’t open my mouth in retaliation against Victoria, I figured she was useless, nothing to worry about and I was right I mean come on all she does is rip off WWE workers. The clip board, the marking off the names, ring a bell anyone? That’s right the WWE’s very own Victoria does that. I’m just taking a wild guess that since this idiot is called Victoria she thinks she can rip people off. She was wrong" [ With a shrug SinDee walks around the ring smirking a little at Travis. SinDee "How dumb can you get? She beeps the words ass and bitch but blatantly says the word cunt on national television and wonders why it gets beeped when they play the reruns of the promo, then again she’s a little on the blonde side so I can easily say she is extremely dumb and useless. That’s why I am out here now, this match isn’t going to happen, you want to know why? See the women’s division is DEAD people, I KILLED it when I fucking defeated all the divas that PWT could throw at me, god most of them were in the same match. Sure I didn’t win against Kim, but that’s fine I know when to move on and sadly for her she can’t until her little keeper decides that she can drop the world’s most useless title and move on to a division she deserves to be in. This is a warning for many people out there, soon enough I will be coming for you, I don’t give two fucks who you are or what dicks are in your mouth at the time, those titles will be mine." [ The crowd are now screaming abuse at SinDee who just smirks and soaks it in, walking towards Travis he wraps his arms around her holding her tight SinDee "Why should I waste me time on her? We all know what the outcome is going to be so unless she really wants to show she wants the title and can win it, then I suggest she agrees to make this match a hardcore match if not then I walk through the masses of ugly fucking rejects here and go home, no skin off my back" Fecca: "She can’t do this SinDee doesn’t have the damn power!" Styles: "My girl can do what she wants, everyone knows she doesn’t want to be in this division anymore yet they keep booking her in matches she can easily win" [ Again SinDee walks around the ring waiting to hear back from Victoria finally "Whatever U Like" hits the PA System and she walks out not looking too pleased. Victoria: "You want to run and hide SinDee then freaking run and hide!" [ SinDee just rolls her eyes a little SinDee: "I never said I was running and hiding, but you want to ‘inflict�?pain onto me then agree to the match stipulation and we can go. I’m not wasting my time and my talent against you in a normal match besides those are sooooooooooooo boring" Victoria: "Fine, we can change the stipulation besides I bet all these people want to see ME kick YOUR ass" [ SinDee can’t help but laugh as she shakes her head SinDee: "Come on Barbie, if I can beat Alayna whom was at the time my best competition then you stand no fucking chance" [ Travis hopes out of the ring as Victoria makes her way down the assigned referee is waiting with her, SinDee just smirks and lays in wait as soon as Victoria is through the ropes she is attacking her taking her down with a hard DDT as soon as she stood up. SinDee laughs and mocks her a little looking on in surprise as Victoria grabs her and quickly rolls her up grabbing her jeans and the ropes, but before the ref can count Travis has hit Victoria with a kendo stick thus breaking the count. SinDee gets out of the predicament and takes the kendo stick from Travis giving him a soft kiss before quickly turning and getting speared down by Victoria who wastes no time in starting to throw left and right hooks at SinDee. She fights back and screams before pushing Victoria off and getting into her face screaming that play time is over. She rolls out of the ring and grabs a steel chair and notices Victoria getting out of the ring as well with a smirk SinDee turns and bang Victoria goes down like a sack of potatoes. Grinning SinDee pulls her up and whips her into the ring apron body first which seems to drive more air from Victoria. Fecca: "I take it SinDee is a little upset?" Styles: "SinDee is doing what she does best, kick ass!" Fecca: "She doesn’t need to be this brutal" Styles: "Yes she does, Victoria needs to be taught a lesson in respect and she is getting exactly that whether its from Angel, Rhya, Becca Kimberly or anyone else." Fecca: "Get off the bandwagon" [ Back with the action the camera man struggles to keep up as they fight through the crowd much to the delight of those actually there. A fan gives SinDee a full cup of beer which she takes a drink off and tosses the rest into Victoria’s face. Though in a surprising move, Victoria throws water at SinDee before slamming her back first into the wall the fans giving a round of applause for her taking it to SinDee, she soon reverses it and has Victoria against the wall, that is until her face meets said wall and she stumbles backwards a little. Victoria takes the chance and boom a massive set of "Holy shit" chants start as Victoria spears SinDee down the stairs, both women tumbling over until they come to a stop. The ref quickly gets to them asking if they need to stop and both scream out no in between breaths of air. SinDee struggles to her feet one hand on her back the other grabbing Victoria by the hair and slams her face first into the steel pole. With Victoria a little stunned they make their way back towards the ring trading lefts and rights all the way as well as a few slaps and hair pulling. As they get closer to the guard rail Victoria throws SinDee into it and then clotheslines her the rest of the way over. With SinDee stunned and breathing heavily Victoria grabs a chair and connects with SinDee’s head that hard the crowd lets out a loud "ohhhhhhhh" Fecca: "Go baby!" Styles: "Yeah, go home baby! Come on SinDee!" [ SinDee hasn’t moved from her spot and Victoria quickly covers only for Travis to break the pin. SinDee blinks and shakes her head a little before she slowly gets to her feet she stumbles a little before taking Victoria down with a clothesline of her own and pins but Victoria kicks out at 2. Both of them get to their feet and stare at each other before charging taking each other down by grabbing the hair and face busting each other both laying an arm over the other. The ref gets between them and counts. One�?Two�?Three! [ The bell rings and it’s a double pin fall ending in a draw. The crowd chants a little obviously wanting to see one or the other win. However someone in the crowd has other ideas. Travis is held back by one man the ref trying to get them to let go as another jumps the railing and grabs SinDee pulling her up roughly by the hair and screaming at her. The crowd sit and watch not knowing if this is supposed to happen or not, however they can tell it’s not supposed to happen when Victoria gets to her feet looking a little shocked at everything. She stumbles backwards leaving SinDee there, as she comes too she struggles a little only getting held tighter. She screams as she looks at Travis and manages to strike whomever is holding her. The people in the first row can barely manage to hear the man calling her little sister. He throws his knee up watching as it connects with her face causing SinDee to fall back down and that’s when he grabs the lead to the camera and starts choking her with it. Travis struggles to get free from the man holding him another jumps the railing to help hold him back the fans watching in amazement as SinDee’s lips slowly start turning a bad blue color. Victoria however seeing this isn’t supposed to be happening screams at the back trying to get more help the announcers too stunned to do anything but sit there and watch. Finally Travis breaks free and takes her brother down, the trio take off as he slowly unwinds the cord from her neck and that’s when the EMTs show up. In silence they strap SinDee to the gurney and wheel her out Victoria and Travis by her side. *COMEMRCIAL BREAK* | |
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| [ The house lights fade to a dull glow..Several Spotlights dance over the crowd looking for the elusive Caine as the big screen comes to life. Images begin to roll over the screen ...Disturbing ,Macbre images...All with one similarity..They all portray the pain of others..As the video seems to come to is peak , Nova appears from somewhere in the audience with People Hate Me starting to blast the PA System...Making his way to ringside , he leaps the security railing..Stalking around the ring a cocky little grin curling his lips..He rolls in under the bottom rope..Standing center ring to allow his adoring fans to show their accolades. Sabrina, "Now in the ring, from The City of Lost Angels, weighing 245 pounds, he is the reigning PWT Titanium Champion, Nova Caine!" [ The arena lights dim as the sounds of Eminem's "Heart of a Champion" fills the arena. The crowd rises to their feet as a golden spotlight shines on the stage. David Van Dam walks out onto the ramp with a towel wrapped around his neck. Bouncing from foot to foot, the heavyweight grappler moves down the ring aisle and to the ring. Climbing up the steel steps, Van Dam wipes his feet on the ring apron and enters the ring. Moving to his assigned corner, Van Dam sets the towel underneath the bottom turnbuckle, and proceeds to warm up, loosening himself up for his approaching contest. Sabrina, "Now in the ring, from Indianapolis, Indiana, weighing 245 pounds, David Van Dam!" [ Both grapplers stare at each other, their eyes locking. They've been waiting for this moment all week, and finally it's here. David Van Dam versus Nova Cain. A highly anticipated match up for the fans, and the gladiators in the ring. PWT Official Frank Mason has been assigned the contest. Fecca, "This promises to be an exciting match up from two of our sport's finest."
Styles, "Indeed it does, Bob. Two guys with conflicting views of wrestling, two guys who don't really like each other- it doesn't get any better than this." [ The two seasoned veterans move towards each other as Mason calls for the bell. Fecca, "Nova has made it clear throughout the week that he's not interested in wrestling, that he's here to fight, while Van Dam has made it clear he wants to wrestle. Who's going to establish the early advantage?" [ Van Dam goes to lock up with Nova, but is greeted with a stiff punch right to the jaw. Van Dam stumbles, clutching his jaw in a mixture of shock, and a sharp, stinging pain. Fecca, "What a stiff shot from Nova!"
Styles, "If that shot would have been at the temple, I think it could've been a knock-out blow."
Fecca, "That's definitely a possibility, I've heard Nova packs one of the most lethal punches in all of wrestling." [ Van Dam shakes his head slightly while moving his jaw around. Glaring at Nova, he points at himself, then at Nova, shouting at him. "You and me. Let's wrestle." Nova just smirks at him as Van Dam moves back in for a lock up, and is again nailed with a stiff shot from Nova. This one though, is from a closed fist, and gets a mild scolding from referee Frank Mason. DVD stumbles away from Nova, rubbing his jaw. Styles, "I don't think Nova really wants to lock up." [ Van Dam nods his head, as if to say, okay. Nova just smirks at him, that arrogant smirk he's known for. Slapping his upper arms, Van Dam moves closer to Nova. This time though, Van Dam is crouched lower, Van Dam fakes a shoot in for Nova's left leg, which causes him to step back. When Nova's leg comes back, Van Dam explodes upwards, bringing his right arm swinging up, driving his forearm into Nova's jaw. The force knocks Nova over, but Nova is quick to roll out of the ring, rubbing his jaw. Van Dam stands in the center of the ring, motioning for Nova to get back in and bring it. Fecca, "What a forearm from Van Dam! He might've knocked a few teeth loose."
Styles, "Obviously a frustration influenced move, it was never-the-less effective." [ Referee Frank Mason begins the ten count on Nova, who climbs onto the apron. Demanding that Mason keeps Van Dam back, Nova arrogantly re-enters the ring. Nova is quick to move towards Van Dam though, who's being partially held back by Mason. Nova's fists fly, several punches landing on Van Dam's head. Van Dam's arms move up to block the blows as he stumbles back into the corner. Nova continues his flurry of punches, ignoring referee Mason's orders to break the corner-assualt. Showing his gumption, Mason gets between Nova and Van Dam, pushing Nova back some, shaking his finger in warning. Nova pushes Mason to the side, and comes towards Van Dam, who drives his boot into Nova's stomach, causing him to double over. Van Dam's right hand pushes on Nova's shoulder so he's back straight. Then Van Dam swings his hand, connecting with a hard chop. The sound echoes around the building as Nova clutches at his chest, stumbling away. Fecca, "We're just in the infancy of this match, and it's already hard-hitting." [ Nova rubs his chest as Van Dam moves towards him. Nova catches Van Dam with a chop of his own, equally as hard. Grunting, Van Dam responds with another chop of his own, which Nova returns. It goes on like this for about thirty-seconds, each man chopping the other, alternating. Finally, Nova connects with one that causes Van Dam to stumble away, rubbing his now bright red chest. Styles, "They've chopped each other's chest raw. Look at how red they are. That redness comes from the little blood vessels that were popped during that vicious chop exchange." [ Nova moves towards Van Dam, looking like he's going for a double axe-handle to the back. Van Dam drives his elbow into Nova's gut, and is quick to move into position for a suplex, but Nova blocks, pushing Van Dam away. Van Dam's pushed back into the ropes, which launch him towards Nova. Van Dam extends his right arm, going for a clotheslien, but Nova ducks under, his arm coming up to grap Van Dam's head. Nova gets Van Dam's head in position for a Reverse DDT, but is unable to keep it in position for long, as Van Dam turns his body, his head shifting to how it would be for a regular DDT. In this position, Van Dam lifts him, and backwards, taking Nova over head with a Northern Lights Suplex. Bridging, Van Dam attempts the pin. Mason barely slides into position before Nova's arm comes off the ground. Van Dam rolls off of Nova, who also gets to his feet. Van Dam comes lunging for Nova, who side steps him and kicks him in the back of the knee. As Van Dam comes down to his knee, Nova springs forward, executing a picture pefect Superkick to the back of Van Dam's cranium. Van Dam's eyes roll back in his head as he slumps to the mat. Fecca, "Van Dam might be out cold, Eddie. Nova could have this thing one."
Styles, "All it takes is one well-excuted move, sometimes." [ Nova goes for the cover, and Mason slides into position, and is almost to two when Van Dam's shoulder comes off the mat. Nova, the consumate professional, doesn't let it bother him, as he pulls Van Dam up, standing behind the former four-time Heavyweight Champion. Nova clutches Van Dam's head and falls backwards, driving it into the mat for a Reverse DDT. Again Nova attempts a pin, and this one gets a two. Nova shrugs and gets up, backing up some. Van Dam gets to his feet, but it's clear he's a little light-headed. Van Dam turns around, and see's Nova coming at him for a spinning leg lariat. Van Dam manages to duck at the last second. His hands shoot up, grabbing Nova's left foot, so as Nova lands on his stomach, Van Dam is quick to lock in his version of the ankle lock. Nova's face contorts with pain as he claws at the mat. Fecca, "Look how fast the momentum can change in this match up. Back and forth thus far." [ Nova flattens his hands on the mat, using impressive strength to lift his chest off to the mat. Tucking his chin to his chest, Nova uses his hands to push himself into a roll, this causes Van Dam, who's holding his ankle, to be sent forward, through the ropes, to the floor below. Styles: Get out there and get him Nova! [ Looks like ole Nova is just about to do that. However he happens to look up on the stage and see the curtain fly to the side. From behind it limps teh Southern Heartthrob. He looks like a man possessed as he clenches an aluminum baseball bat in his left hand. Fecca: Uh oh.... Styles: Where's Javen? [ Michaels points the bat at Nova much like Sting use to at the NWO. At this point Nova doesn't seem too worried about things. But then the Heavyweight champion actually begins limpin down the ramp. His head is heavily bandaged from the earlier assualt and ya have to wonder what kind of shape he's in. Nova thinks he knows as he slides out the ring. He heads for Michaels but falls back when CM swings full force with the bat. Much to everyone's surprise Nova actually scrambles away from Michaels. But he's really just headed for the times keeper table to get his TIT title. Styles: Now things are a lil bit more equal. [ Appears Nova thinks so as well. He heads back towards CM but is again chased away by the bat. Not wanting anymore tod o with that Nova exits the ringside area over the guardrail. He's backing through teh crowd as CM slowly follows him. Once they've disappeared out of teh arena area, DVD is standing in the ring. Suddenly from the opposite side of teh arena Seif charges and jumps the barricade! Fecca: Its Seifer! Seifer is here! [ The Immortal Seifmadness slides into the ring and starts brawling with Van Dam. The two of them eventually fighting their way to the back. The ref has Sabrina announce the match as a No Contest between DVDan Nova. We take yet another commercial break. *COMMERCIAL BREAK* | |
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| [White words fade in and out on the screen. It Started Nearly 2 Years Ago .. PWT MeltDown May 2006
#1 Contenders Tag Match [ As Georgia and Hunter get to their feet, someone suddenly hops over the guard rail. In almost one motion, that same person jumps up onto the ring apron right behind Adam Blake and shockingly releases a german suplex on him, right off the ring apron and Adam’s head bounces off the guard rail sickly. Fecca: Who the hell .. [ The man gets to his feet after that delivering that vicious suplex as one of the ringside cameras comes over and focuses on who it is. As the man’s face fills the ‘Tron, the crowd absolutely freaks out cheering. Styles: Dante?! Dante Cross?! What the hell is he doing in PWT? And why did he just take out Adam Blake? Legacy: Who cares, let the man do his thing. Just so long as he doesn’t touch one of my boys, or I’ll break every bone in his body. [ Georgia suddenly rolls towards her corner and reaches for the tag but of course, Adam’s not there. She looks down at ringside with a confused look on her face as she sees Adam laid out and Dante standing there, waving and giveing her that world famous smirk Styles: Dante? Is .. Dante helping Sean Hunter and Ramirez? Has Hunter ‘one upped�?the Champion by bringing in the ‘Hardcore Canuck?�? Fecca: This is insane! Dante and Hunter have a violent and bloody past together! [ GJ looks around wondering what exactly the hell is going on. Dante stands back and then throws Blake into the ring. GJ realises that all is lost, and everything is stacked against her. She tags Blake in as Dante shoves him in, and the ref lets the tag pass. She then drops back and backs away from the ring, living to fight another day. Hunter picks Blake up and points at GJ, who looks at him, seething. He plants Blake with a Shattered Dreams, and then steps back as Ramirez throws himself off the top turnbuckle in a amazing style, landing with a knee drop cannonball. Ramirez rolls to his feet, and then collapses into the corner, breathing heavily. Hunter puts one foot on top of Blake, all the while still pointing at GJ and talking trash to her. 1.�?.�?3.…It’s all over. Fecca: He’s done it! Hunter has done it! He gets his title shot! Shockwave #54 June, 2006
Non �?Title Match Georgia leans back in the corner, and tries to come back to her senses, and uses the ropes to help her get to her feet. She walks over and sees Dante laying there, and puts him in the Georgia’s Song, and locks it on tight. The ref asks him if he wants to give up, but Dante refuses. Dante tries to get to the ropes, but Georgia grabs on to his arm tighter, and arches her back, to put more pressure on the move, which is too much for Dante to bear in his weakened state, and he is forced to tap out. Sabrina: And your winner by submission…�?Georgia Jamessssssss!!! [ The ref helps Georgia up to her feet, and raises her arm into the air, and she snatches it away from him, and asks for her Heavyweight Championship. This cuts to a shoot interview from Dante after that .. Dante: “I NEVER tapped out to Georgia James. I would never, could never, have never .. that was a screw-job worthy of Montreal and the world saw it!�?/FONT> This goes into a promo in the past Georgia answering this allegation from Dante. Georgia: “Just like a Canadian to whine and cry about a loss. You just can’t admit you lost to a girl and that a WOMAN made you tap out!�?/FONT> Beyond Redemption III July 2006
BUDVision Title Match Dante jumps off the top rope going for a leg drop to Georgia on the table on the floor but Dante tucks the steel chair under his legs and drives the steel chair into Georgia’s face from that height and velocity. He rolls off of here and sits up as the ref starts the count and eventually hits the 10 count without any movement from Georgia and calls for the bell
Hellion: “He did it! He won it! In his first match back, Dante is the 5 time BUDVision Champion!�?/FONT> Shockwave #110 Sept. 2007
PWT Tag Title Match She turns look down at her as she kicks her out of the ring taunting her not realizing the legal man Dante Cross is behind her he stalks Georgia even with a sore shoulder and immediately he locks in the D.O.A. catching her off gaurd. Fecca: Oh no.. He's got the D.O.A. locked in tight and Seif's tied up in the ropes. Styles: Seifmadness needs to get himself free. Fecca: If he doesn't this could spell doom for Georgia and Seifer as our tag team champions. The crowd gasps as he clasps in the hold and then drops down everyone is looking to see if Georgia can fight the effects of the D.O.A. as he chokes her and she shakes her head no not wanting to give in and fight the hold and she rolls through getting some leverage to try to pin Dante's shoulders to the mat but she can't quite get it as he rolls through. Georgia continues to fight and fight but she can't find respit for now as she reaches for the ropes with her free hand but she can't quite grab a hold and he rolls through to his side and rolls through again and finally Georgia gets to the rope and hooks her boot in the rope to get the rope break but Dante won't let go of the hold. Jim Richards starts the five count.. ONE.... TWO.... THREE..... FOUR....... FIVE! Fecca: Dante's not letting go of the hold... Styles: He said they're not interested in the tag team titles. Georgia is gasping for air in the hold as she begins to slowly fade out of consciousness and the bell is being rung as Jim Richards says something to Sabrina as the crowd is booing and she makes the announcement as Seifer is trying to break himself free to save Georgia from the D.O.A. she's being subjected to right now. Sabrina: The Following contest has been ruled a disqaulification by Senior Offical Jim Richards so your winners of this match and Still The PWT Tag Team Champions SEIFER AND GEORGIA JAMES. The crowd pops. Georgia is in peril as Seifer finally is able to break free of the ropes and the crowd pops as he kicks Dante Cross in the back swiftly and he reaches for him but Dante ducks out of the ring and Nikki and Cross tuck tail and run as Seifer is left checking on Georgia as we bring Shockwave to close with the last image being Seifer holding the tag titles in one hand and cradling Georgia. Shockwave #111 Oct. 2007
TITANium Title Match [With the tables turned, Dante bails from the ring. He doesn't really want any part of trying to get past the chair and Seif. Dante yells at Seifer as he slowly backs up the ramp. The Madness eventually leaves the ring, heading up the ramp to make sure Dante leaves ringside. [ The ref eventually wakes up in the ring. He see's that Dante Cross is gone and doesn't understand why. In the meantime DVD gets up, woozy from taking a chair shot. He then eats a "Dream Sequence" kick from Georgia. She makes the pin and becomes the NEW TITANium champion!!! Sabrina: Here is your NEW TITANium champion......GEORRRRRRRRRRGIA JAMMMMMMMMES!!!! [ Seif makes his way back out to celebrate with his lady. But the celebration is cut short by the appearance of Dante Cross and Nikki Black. Looks like this might not be the end of these two couple getting in each other's business. And that is cemented as Dante and Nikki attack our King and Goddess! The element of suprise is in the favor of Team DOA as they leave Seif an Georgia laying. Shockwave fading off the air with Dante and Nikki having some small retributions against their enemies. Shockwave #112 Oct. 2007
TITANium Title Match Dante grabs him and throws him over the top rope right onto the concrete floor! Fecca: "Oh no! DVD just hit the concrete hard!" [Styles: "Ha Ha! Dante must have uncovered the floor when no one was watching him on the floor! Brilliant!" [Dante turns around as Georgia James is standing now and kicks him in the gut. She lifts Dante up, going for the Go To Sleep but Dante shifts his weight in mid air and lands behind Georgia and puts her in the DOA! Fecca: "DOA! DOA! This could be trouble!" [Dante throws on the body scissor at the same time and takes Georgia to the mat, synching in the lock harder. DVD is crawling up the ring apron and trying to get in the ring when Georgia taps out. The crowd is seriously not happy about this as the bell rings and DVD smacks the mat in frustration as he was just inches away from them. Sabrina: "Here is your winner and NEW PWT TITANium Champion .. Danteeeeeee!" Fecca: "I .. just .. oh no .." Styles: "New Champ! Team DOA captures gold! Dante is a Champ in PWT!" Holiday Havok 2K7 Dec, 2007
PWT Heavyweight Title Match Dante took down CM with a snap suplex and backed up some sizing the man up and ran forward hitting a perfect shining wizard driving his knee right in CM’s face and then he used the cut throat taunt and placed the man inbetween his legs signaling for the Canadian Destroyer but before he could execute the move Georgia swiftly with the surest aim it seemed she’s ever had swung the steel chair with deadly accuracy and slammed it right into Dante’s spine like a shotgun blast the sound of the chair shot echoed throughout the Bobcat Arena. Dante held his back dropping to a knee as she dropped the chair and BAM CM wasted time hitting a second YOU GOT WHAPPED superkick and Dante fell back and CM hooked the leg immediately and Georgia counted him out but not with controversy. ONE..
TWO.. [ Georgia sees the foot on the ropes as Dante has just enough energy to continue the fight by getting a rope break and not kick out but Georgia smirks to herself and slams her hand to the mat one more time for good measure ending this epic first encounter in the most controversial way possible. THREE!!!! Fecca: WAIT, WAIT, WAIT Dante’s foot’s in the ropes�?Georgia just saw it too. She’s ringing the bell. Styles: She just screwed Dante Cross out of the title and she’s smiling about it. Talk about your epic new lows! Tonight �?Shockwave #121 Jan. 2008 Buried Alive Match
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| [We go back LIVE to the Bank United Center and the crowd is freaking out as it’s time for the Main Event and they just watched that same video package about the history behind this match. Fecca: “We are back and are you ready for what very well could be, the grudge match of the year .. already!�?/FONT> Styles: “Georgia James has a deathwish, plain and simple. Who in their right mind would challenge Dante Cross to a Buried Alive match after pissing him off?!�?/FONT> Fecca: “It may look bad for the Glorified Goddess but never count her out, we’ve seen her defy the odds for then once in PWT and I for one, think she’s going to shut Dante up, once and for all!�?/FONT> Styles: “No one can stop the REAL Champ! How many people have tried to shut up Dante and failed? Oh, she’s getting what she deserves .. Buried Alive!�?/FONT> [The opening strains of ‘Go To Sleep�?by Eminem and the lights cut out. “I ain't gonna eat, I ain't gonna sleep
Ain't gonna breathe, til I see, what I wanna see
And what I wanna see, is you go to sleep, in the dirt
Permanently, you just being hurt, this ain't gonna work
For me, it just wouldn't be, sufficient enough
Cuz we, are just gonna be, enemies
As long as we breathe, I don't ever see, either of us
Coming to terms, where we can agree
There ain't gonna be, no reason, speakin wit me
You speak on my seed, then me, no speakin Englais
So we gonna beef, and keep on beefin, unless
You're gonna agree, to meet with me in the flesh
And settle this face to face, and you're gonna see
A demon unleashed in me, that you've never seen
And you're gonna see, this gangsta pee on himself
I see you D-12, and thanks, but me need no help
Me do this one all by my lonely ..�?/EM> [This is when the song kicks in and pyros explode on either side of the entranceway. Team DOA (Dante, Nikki and Victoria) step out from behind the curtain and Dante has his game face on. Victoria gives a Dante a quick, friendly hug and then leaves for the back. Nikki & Dante exchange a passionate kiss and a intense stare between them as if Nikki is telling her man to ’kill this bitch.�?She leaves for the back as well and Dante starts to walk down the ramp towards the ring. �?. I don't need fifteen of my homies
When I see you, I'm seeing you, me and you only
We never met, but best believe you gon' know me
When I'm this close, to see you exposed as phony
Come on, bitch, show me, pick me up, throw me
Lift me up, hold me, just like you told me
You was gonna do, that's what I thought, you're pitiful
I'm rid of you, all you, Ja, you'll get it too!�?/EM> [Dante is in the ring now and stands up on the second turnbuckle making the ‘Title�?motion around his waist. He hops down and turns towards the entrance, looking incredibly focused for this match. Sabrina: “Hailing from the capitol of Canada; Ottawa, Ontario .. he is the Hardcore Canuck .. DANTE!�?/FONT> “Now go to sleep bitch!
Die, motherfucker, die! Ugh, time's up, bitch, close ya eyes
Go to sleep, bitch! (what?)
Why are you still alive? How many times I gotta tell ya, close ya eyes?
And go to sleep bitch! (what?)
Die motherfucker die, bye, bye, motherfucker, bye, bye!
Go to sleep bitch! (what?)
Why are you still alive? Why, die motherfucker, ah, ah, ah...
Go to sleep bitch!�?/EM> Fecca: “Dante will apparently be doing this on his own .. ya right!�?/FONT> Styles: “Pffft, the Champ doesn’t need anyone.�?/FONT> “Do you think about me now and then?
Do you think about me now and then?
Cause I'm coming home again
I'm in home again
Do you think about me now and then?
Do you think about me now and then?
Oh, now I'm coming home again Maybe we can start again ..�?/EM> Chris Martin sings the chorus of "Homecoming" as the crowd pops for crazy as images of The Glorified Goddess flash on the big screen as the golden pyro shoots up from the stage as through the sparks the steps out the goddess herself Georgia James with her arms extended out in the crucifix with a cocky smirk across her face standing in the midst of the golden sparks. She slowly struts down the aisle and throws up the A hand gesture forever repping Atlanta. Sabrina: “Hailin' from The A your Glorified Goddess, The Fabulous Georgia JAAAAAAAMES!�?/FONT> [Georgia stops at the base of the ramp and puts her hand over her eyes looking out over the many adoring fans as the cheer her on and she cracks a cocky smile as she takes a bow and then backs up and runs sliding into the ring under the bottom rope. She stands up and then salutes the fans with a smirk as she turns around and hops around a bit keeping Dante in her sights. She looks focused as well as the two adversaries step up into the center of the ring and start talking shit to each other. The camera cuts to an area off to the right of the entrance where a huge mound of dirt is piled and the ominous hole staring up with a shovel in the dirt beside it. The ref calls for the bell and the two start trading punches. Dante with a nearly 100 lbs weight difference gets the advantage and rocks Georgia back the ropes with repeated punches. With Georgia’s back against the ropes, Dante does a backwards somersault back to his feet, creating space and the charges forward and takes both him and Georgia over the top rope with a Cactus Clothesline. Dante ends up sitting on the ring apron and Georgia tumbles to the outside. Styles: “That didn’t take long to bring it to the outside�?/FONT> Fecca: “The only rules in this match is that you have to put your opponent in the empty grave and shovel some dirt on them. Other then that, it’s No DQ, anything goes!�?/FONT> [Georgia is starting to get up as Dante stands up on the apron and leaps of with a double axe handle. Georgia suddenly shoots out her leg and back kicks Dante right in the gut. Dante is doubled over and Georgia explodes forward and hits a Busaiku Knee Kick, taking Dante down. She grabs him by the hair and picks him up, attempting to drive his face into the steel guardrail but Dante blocks it by putting out his boot. He backhands her in the gut and then Russian leg sweeps her backwards and the back of her head bangs off the corner of the ring apron! Crowd: “Let’s go Georgia!�?“Let’s go Georgia!�?/EM> Fecca: “This crowd getting behind Georgia in this match up.�?/FONT> Styles: “Didn’t you hear what Seifer said? We’re like 10 minutes away from Miami, these fans love SeiGee and absolutely HATE Dante .. and the feeling is mutual.�?/FONT> [Dante grabs Georgia by the hair but she goes low on him! She grabs him and snap suplexes him over right on the protective mats. Georgia gets up and removes some of the protective mats as the fans cheer like crazy! She hooks Dante again and this time hits a spinning neckbreaker on the concrete on Dante! She lays a few stomps on him while he holds the back of his head. She drags him up and runs him right into the steel guard rail! She backs up about 6 �?8 steps and taunts, getting the crowd behind her. As Dante is staring to get up, she rushes forward and running Yakuza kicks Dante’s head right into the steel guard rail! Crowd: “O-lay-o-lay-o-lay-o-lay!�?/EM> Georgia grabs Dante by the air and suddenly, Dante goes low on her! Styles: “Box shot!�?/FONT> [The crowd is booing like crazy as Dante gets up, still feeling the effects of yakuza kick. He grabs Georgia around the waist and hoists her up for a powerbomb but then takes a few steps forward and powerbombs her back right on the edge of the steel guard rail! Crowd: “Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit!�?/STRONG> [Georgia is down in a heap and Dante picks her up by the hair and tosses her over the guard rail this time, into the fans. Dante hops over the guard rail and picks up Georgia and starts laying punches into her, rocking her back. They punches may have actually got her back to her senses and she starts countering with shots of her own. Dante chops her hard on the chest .. “WHOOOO!�?then Georgia chops back hard .. “WHOOO!�?They trade a few more chops, both of them moving through the crowd, the crowd screaming and cheering all around them. Fecca: “This one has moved into the crowd!�?/FONT> Georgia hits a really hard, stinging chop rocking Dante back. She rushes forward going for a clothesline but Dante catches her and arm drags her right into 3 steel chairs the fans have vacated! Fecca: “Oh my god, we knew this one was going to be violent, but this is going too far, someone’s going to get hurt!�?/FONT> Styles: “We can only hope Bob!�?/FONT> [Dante grabs Georgia by the hair and starts pulling towards the stairs as she gets to her feet. He drags her to the stairs and starts pulling her up them but they only get about 3 steps up to where the fans are when Georgia elbows Dante in the gut and then hits *Hand of the Goddess* on Dante driving him to the concrete floor. He quickly climbs up a few for steps and then jumps off the 6th stair and lands right on Dante’s chest with a double foot stomp! Crowd: “Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit!�?/EM> Fecca: “Gee is making a comeback!�?/FONT> [Now Georgia grabs Dante by the hair and hauls him to his feet. She drags him to the stairs and up them and they get to a second set of stairs. Dante has seemed to come back to his senses and grabs the arm that Georgia has in his hair and armbars it, dropping her right on the stairs! He holds this for a few seconds and then lets go, grabbing her by the hair now and dragging her up the remainder of the stairs to the 2nd deck! Fecca: “They shouldn’t be up there, they’re not even close to the grave area!�?/FONT> Styles: “You go tell them that.�?/FONT> [Dante drags her into the fans and they start trading shots again. The punches turn into chops as both of them are putting their all into these chops, you can see the sweat smacking off their chests! The railing is on one side of them and the screaming, cheering fans all around them. The chop-fest comes to an end when Dante rakes the eyes of Georgia, stunning her. Dante quickly hooks her and DDTs her right on one of the seats. She lies there feeling the effects as Dante stands beside her .. and looks over the edge of the 2nd deck railing beside him.. Fecca: “What .. what is he looking at?�?/FONT> [Dante gets a sick look on his face and grabs Georgia by the hair and the back of her outfit. Fecca: “Oh god .. he wouldn’t! That’s a 15 foot drop to a concrete floor!�?/FONT> Styles: “Don’t forget the cheering PWT fans below on the floor!�?/FONT> [The fans are really giving it to Dante now as he looks over the edge again and then .. Fecca: “NO! NO! HE CAN’T DO THAT!�?/STRONG> Styles: “HOLY SH*T!�?/FONT> [Dante throws Georgia off the 2nd deck to the floor some 15 feet below where .. SHE IS CAUGHT BY THE FANS?!?! Fecca: “THIS IS UNBELIEVABLE! THE FANS CAUGHT GEORGIA JAMES!�?/FONT> Styles: “Gee is like a buck forty Bob! She’s smaller then Spike Dudley! These Coral Gables .. screw that .. these MIAMI FANS caught their Goddess safely! I have NEVER seen anything like that before EVER!�?/FONT> Crowd: “That was awesome!�?clap, clap, clap-clap-clap. “That was awesome!�?clap, clap, clap-clap-clap. [The crowd is holding Georgia above them like she’s bodysurfing when .. Fecca: “What’s .. what’s Dante doing ..�?/FONT> [Dante is looking over the railing on the 2nd deck watching the crowd start to bodysurf Georgia safely away when he steps up on the railing .. Fecca: “NO! HE .. NO!�?/STRONG> Styles: “NO F*CKING WAY!�?/STRONG> [Dante leaps off the 2nd deck railing with a Macho Man worthy flying elbow drop! He plummets down the 10 feet or so to where the crowd was bodysurfing Georgia and connects perfectly with the elbow drop, driving Georgia and himself into the fans and the concrete floor below! Crowd: “HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!�?/EM> Fecca: “Oh my .. they’re dead .. they’re .. get some help over there right now!�?/FONT> Styles: “This is serious, we need help over there right now, there’s a lot of people hurt, I can’t even see Georgia or Dante right now.�?/FONT> [The portable cameras have gotten to the scene where they all collided and it’s just a mess of bodies. Georgia and Dante half fell through the hands of and half crushed the dozen or so fans underneath them! Many people look seriously hurt, there looks to be a man with a broken leg, a couple of broken arms, it’s really bad. We can see what could be Dante and Georgia in the pile up as refs and the EMT’s in attendance arrive on the scene. They are clearing some of the fans out of the way and bring in the ambulance right over to them. Fecca: “I am guessing .. I mean not like it matters .. this match is over. What matters now is getting these people help and checking on the two wrestlers. I can’t condone the decision that Dante made ..�?/FONT> Styles: “Are you KIDDING me! That was the BEST thing ever! He should get a medal for that!�?/FONT> [The refs and EMT’s are pulling the people apart and trying access the injuries. Fecca: “Folks we’re going to stay with this until we know the condition of Georgia and Dante.�?/FONT> [The EMT’s have Georgia and are putting her on their wheeled stretcher. Fecca: “There doesn’t appear to be anything broken that’s obvious, we can take some solace in that.�?/FONT> Styles: “Oh Boo Hoo!�?/FONT> [They are trying to get Dante on a stretcher when he suddenly shoves one of the EMT’s away from himself but falls over to the ground. Two refs help him to his feet but then he unexpectedly grabs them both by the head and smashes their foreheads together! They fall away and Dante falls to one knee without them holding him anymore. Fecca: “He shouldn’t be moving right now!�?/FONT> [Dante staggers up and stumbles over to the stretcher where Georgia is and knocks out both the attendants with her! He grabs the stretcher and starts wheeling it towards the grave site as the fans start freaking out. Fecca: “What .. where is he going? This ..�?/FONT> Styles: “This match isn’t over! No one is 6 feet under yet Bobby Boy!�?/FONT> [Dante starts pushing the stretcher really fast, intent to try and smash into the side of the huge dirt mound. But suddenly, Georgia sits up and jumps off the stretcher right at Dante and catches him in the R & R DDT!! Styles: “I thought she was done?!�?/FONT> Fecca: “She’s back! Resurrected!�?/FONT> [Both wrestlers are laid out as the crowd starts cheering wildly. Crowd: “Georgia! Georgia! Georgia!�?/EM> Fecca: �?/FONT>These Florida fans giving their love to Thee Reigning Goddess!�?/FONT> [They both start slowing getting up and Dante rushes forward and hits a step Enziguri! Georgia goes down and Dante gets up slowly and grabs her by the hair and starts dragging her up the mound. As they get to the top of the small hill, there’s a little room to maneuver with the hole there on top. Georgia knocks away Dante’s arm that has her by the hair and punches him right in the face, closed fist. This rocks Dante back a bit and Georgia leaps forward for the Busaiku Knee Kick again but this time Dante short clotheslines her out of the air! Styles: “That’s that weight advantage at work, almost 100 lbs!�?/FONT> [Dante stumbles to his feet and grabs Georgia and puts her in a double underhook. He puts her head in between his leg and then throw one leg over the back of her head .. Styles: “Game Time!�?/FONT> [Dante hits the Pedigree Fame-asser right into the open grave! Both of them disappear into the grave the proper 6 feet down! Fecca: “BOTH OF THEM WENT IN! GAME TIME IN THE GRAVE!�?/STRONG> Styles: “The Champ just took Georgia straight to HELL!�?/FONT> [The cameras stay just off the plateau of the mound so no one can see inside the grave, building suspense .. Fecca: “There is no movement from inside for over 10 seconds .. wait .. I see someone!!�?/FONT> [A hand comes out and grabs the edge of the grave and Dante starts crawling out of the grave .. Styles: “Dante’s up! The Champ is pulling himself out!�?/FONT> [Dante pulls himself nearly out when suddenly, there’s a hand grabbing his ankle! Fecca: “GEORGIA! SHE’S STILL FIGHTING!�?/STRONG> [Dante pulls his leg away from Georgia and staggers up to his feet. Georgia has both hands on the lip of the grave and is starting to pull herself out. Dante lunges out and snatches the shovel out of the dirt and then homerun swings that shovel and completely smashes her right in the side of the face, throwing her back violently into the grave! Dante takes a moment to look down, spits into the grave and then throws a shovel of dirt into the grave and the bell finally rings! Sabrina: “Here is your winner and the NEW #1 Contender .. DANTE!!�?/FONT> [The boos are thunderous in the Bank United Center as Dante stands over the grave and stumbles back. He half walks, half falls down the mound and ends up sitting up on the concrete just outside of the dirt and points up at the roof of the arena above where the grave is .. [There’s a large metallic *snap* and what looks to be two front end loader scoops of dirt come pouring from the darkness of the arena ceiling and within 3 seconds, nearly fill the entire grave! A couple of the cameramen are thrown back and there’s silence for one second and then there’s a few screams from the crowd. Fecca: “SHE’S BURIED ALIVE! WE NEED HELP! SHE’S BURIED ALIVE!�?/STRONG> [PWT Shockwave cuts to one more commercial as EMTs and officials rush out to dig Georgia out. They're even joined by Seif who is helping in the efforts.
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| [ We're back for the final time tonight Fecca, "That is one of the most grueling, Demonic displays I have every seen."
Styles, "Well when you put two people with the disdain for each other that Dante and Georgia have in a match where the concept is too literally bury your opponent alive, you can’t expect much less."
Fecca, "Well folks, that’s gonna do it for�? [ The cameras suddenly switch to the backstage area where we see WallStreet (Crowd boos) heading toward a Limo in the back. His chauffer is standing with the door opened. WallStreet, "Let’s get out of this cesspool." The chauffer nods, "Yes sir." [ WallStreet gets into the limo and the driver shut’s the door. The driver starts to head for the driver’s side door when WallStreet’s window starts going down. WallStreet, "Hey!" Driver turns around, "Yes sir?" WallStreet, "I think I left my Rolex in my dressing room. Can you run and grab it for me?" The driver nods, "Right away sir." [ The driver rushes off and WallStreet shakes his head. "BEEEEEP! BEEEEEP!" [ WallStreet raises an eyebrow as he turns to look out the window. His eyes draw huge�?/P> [ The camera pans back and we see a big black Hummer with huge thick steal over the grill area of the vehicle. A Head is hanging out of the driver’s side�?The head of DREW STEVENSON! The crowd erupts as Fecca says, "Bah God! Drew Stevenson’s back!"
Styles, "How’d he get out of jail?!" [ Drew revs the engine as we go back to WallStreet. [ WallStreet looks like St. Peter’s about to cast him into the lake of fire as he begins to plead, "Whoa�?Drew�?You don’t wanta do this man�? [ Drew revs the engine again. WallStreet yells, "Listen Drew�?I know Things happened that weren’t cool, but you don’t wanta do this. This over the top�? Fecca, "What’s he�?Don’t do anything too rash here Drew�? [ Drew revs his engine yet again. WallStreet, "Take it easy�?I’m just gonna get out and we’ll talk this thing through." Fecca, "Well maybe cooler heads can prevail here�? [ WallStreet starts to open his door but when he does Drew takes his foot off the brake and the Hummer’s tires squeal before taking off at full speed toward the limo. WallStreet, "HOLY F**KIN SH*T!" [ WallStreet slams the door shut and his body darts out of view of the window as the Hummer collides, smashing in the side of the limo and driving the otherside into a nearby wall. Fecca, "OH MAH GOD! WALLSTREET’S IN THAT LIMOUSINE!!!"
Styles, "I TOLD YOU FECCA! I TOLD YOU! HE’S A HARDEND CRIMINAL! SOMEBODY GET BACK THERE AND SAVE WALLSTREET!" [ The Hummer backs up and then revs it’s engine again. Fecca, "No Drew! Don’t do this! Don’t sink to his level!"
Styles, "SOMEBODY GET HIM BACK BEHIND BARS!" [ WallStreet barely pulls himself up, too look out the window, his nose is bleeding, and so is h is forehead. [ WallStreet looks back out the window and his eyes draw wide again as at the same time the Hummer takes off again. WallStreet darts down and BAM! The Hummer collides again. Fecca, "Oh My God�? [ Finally the driver’s side door draws open and Stevenson steps out. His face is cold, his lip quivering but his eyes angry. He looks like a man crazed on revenge, and that’s probably because he is. Fecca, "I�?We’ve gotta get help back there for WallStreet�?I�?My God." [ The scene fades on the Drew Stevenson, his chest pumping in and out slow and deliberately as he simply stairs at the demolished steel that now looks like dark cream sandwiched in a deadly oreo cookie made of a concrete wall and a full size hummer. Shockwave Fades...... | |
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