Welcome Guest [Log In] [Register]
Welcome to Black Horizon Productions. We hope you enjoy your visit.


You're currently viewing our forum as a guest. This means you are limited to certain areas of the board and there are some features you can't use. If you join our community, you'll be able to access member-only sections, and use many member-only features such as customizing your profile, sending personal messages, and voting in polls. Registration is simple, fast, and completely free.


Join our community!


If you're already a member please log in to your account to access all of our features:

Username:   Password:
Add Reply
Conquest #2, Nov 22nd Results; Live on ESPN
Topic Started: Nov 22 2008, 05:15 PM (529 Views)
PWA Board
No Avatar
Advanced Member
[ *  *  * ]
An P.W.A. logo flashes across the screen as Portuguese Punisher is shown hitting The Torture Chamber as the music hits! Clyde Wilson is shown holding a clip board.

I must have dreamed a thousand dreams
Been haunted by a million screams
But I can hear the marching feet
They're moving into the street

Now, did you read the news today?
They say the danger has gone away
But I can see the fire's still alight
They're burning into the night

There's too many men, too many people
Making too many problems
And there's not much love to go around
Can't you see this is a land of confusion?
This is the world we live in
And these are the hands we're given
Use them and let's start trying
To make it a place worth living in

The PWA ring is shown for the first time as pyros go off around it and all over the stage and down the entrance ramp.

Oh, superman, where are you now?
When everything's gone wrong somehow?
The men of steel, these men of power
Are losing control by the hour

This is the time, this is the place
So we look for the future
But there's not much love to go around
Tell me why this is a land of confusion

This is the world we live in
And these are the hands we're given
Use them and let's start trying
To make it a place worth living in

The camera pans around the arena as the stands are packed and there are several stands with covers over the top of them. Pyros go off all over the arena.

I remember long ago
When the sun was shining
And all the stars were bright all through the night
In the wake of this madness, as I held you tight
So long ago

I won't be coming home tonight
My generation will put it right
We're not just making promises
That we know we'll never keep

There's too many men, too many people
Making too many problems
And there's not much love to go round
Can't you see this is a land of confusion?

Brian Kennedy is seen hitting The War Cry, knocking out the victim.

Now, this is the world we live in
And these are the hands we're given
Use them and let's start trying
To make it a place worth fighting for

This is the world we live in
And these are the names we're given
Stand up and let's start showing
Just where our lives are going to

Jackson Bowker: We welcome you to the first ever PWA event. This is Conquest, I am Jackson Bowker, and sitting along beside me is Brookly Sylvia !

Brooklyn Sylvia: I am sure that a lot of the viewers already knows The Kennedy vs J-Dogg match will be one to remember, but lets not forget about the main event, Shootfighter vs Curtis Mitchell get it on for the TV Contendership. Lets get right on with it starting out with a threeway match .

Jackson Bowker: I can not wait till I get to see who wins the match with Bishop vs Legacy! What a night!

Melody Rivers: The following is a triple threat match up scheduled for one fall.

' Come To Life ' by Alter Bridge plays over the announce system as the crowd begins a loud array of boo's begin to squall out of the fans mouth's - signaling the Arrival of Jayson York.

' There's nothing we should have to fear
It's alright
We've come to life '

As the song hits into A Chorus, Jayson York then bursts out of the curtain, locking eyes with the fans on the left of him as the boos intensify much to the liking of York as he hands them a quick ' cocky ' smile and locks his hands together to taunt at the as he slowly begins to walk down the ramp. Ignoring all of the ' You Sucks ' or the fans trying to touch him as he just brushes them off and eyes the ring.

' By the way
We scream to find a reason
Never doubt or stop believing
And escape '

Jayson then approaches the ring and looks at the crowd again for a few seconds before shaking his head and running into the ring - past the bottom ropes and into the ring as he walks over the the left turnbuckle - eying it and using his left hand to pull him up so he was at top. Jayson, now on top began eying the ring and the people in the seats as he just smirks and jumps down; awaiting his opponent.

Melody Rivers: Introducing first, he hails from Toronto, Ontario, Canada. He stands 5'11" and weighs in at 219 lbs. He is JAYSON YORK!!!!!!!!

The sounds of cash registers ring out as “Money” by Pink Floyd begins to play. The lights flicker in cash green and gold colors. The fans let out their displeasure as Tommy Turncoat makes his way to center stage, his long coat still shut. As he walks down the isle he stops to try to pawn off some fake watches to the audience. Rejected to climbs through the ropes and into the wring, disposing of his jacket and kissing his wring.

Melody Rivers: His first opponent, from Ontario, Canada. He stands at 6'4" tall and weighs in at 194 lbs. He is TOMMY TURNCOAT!!!!!!

The drum solo for Painkiller starts as a machine gun like bursts of fireworks go all the way down the ramp and out the ring posts as Rayzor comes out from behind the curtain and makes his way down to the ring.

Melody Rivers: And their opponent. He hails from Edmonton, Alberta, Canada. He stands 6'9" and weighs in at 320 lbs. RAYZOR!

Jackson Bowker: These three Canadians are set for battle. The first to score a pinfall over one of the opponents will be declared the winner. Let's get this underway.

Brooklyn Silvia: Shut up, and let's get this underway.

The bell rings to begin the match. The much bigger Rayzor looks on as York and Turncoat begin exchanging blows. His face twists to a smirk as the two smaller wrestlers exchange lefts and rights. The two stop as Rayzor's face changes. The two of them charge the bigger man taking him over the ropes and he fell to the floor.

Jackson Bowker: Bout time they took him out for watching them like that.

Brooklyn Sylvia: Yeah! He was just standing there and needed to be taken out.

Jayson York shoots Turncoat in the ropes. Turncoat hits a running headbutt as he comes back. He looks into the crowd and rubs his head a bit. The crowd can be heard laughing. He goes to lift York up. York works his way behind Turncoat and hits a german suplex.

Jackson Bowker: What a suplex!

Brooklyn Sylvia: Yeah. Turncoat landed with quite a thud.

York goes on the offensive. He ascends the top rope and jumps off with a diving leg drop. Turncoat gets to his feet. York hits an inverted neckbreaker. He then locks in the Koji Clutch.

Jackson Bowker: This could be it.

Turncoat fights for a moment but can't withstand the pain as he taps out.

Melody Rivers: Your winner JAYSON YORK!!!!!!!!

Jayson celebrates in the center of the ring.

Masten: We’re backstage with Clyde Wilson! The owner of PWA! He says he is going to discuss the future of the PWA World Heavyweight Champion!

The crowd cheers. They haven’t heard anything about this title yet. Clyde walks into the shot and Gretchen hands him the microphone.

Wilson: Since PWA opened, a lot of people have speculated about who our first World Heavyweight Champion. The person will earn this right and the match will be announced a week before our first pay per view. I will picked the wrestler’s who I believe have earnt the chance at the title – No tournaments. It’s up to the wrestler’s to decide their own fate.

Clyde nods before we hear a voice.

Coen: No, don’t lie to the people, Clyde. We all know perfectly well that the moment I signed my name onto the dotted line of that contract you gave me, that you were forfeiting anyone else’s chances of ever being successful in this so called wrestling company.

The crowd boos as Jim Coen steps into view with Aimee Cavelli following him.

Bowker: Instant dislike for this man.

Brooklyn: Are you surprised?

Bowker: Honestly no. I also don't get what Cavelli sees in him.

Brooklyn: Well, he's attractive in an old way.

Wilson: You have to win the title just like everyone else, Jim. I have work to do.

Coen backs Wilson against the wall. His sheer size almost making Wilson look invisible.

Coen: Never, ever, tell me what to do again, Clyde.

Wilson moves away. Coen turns with an evil smirk and heads back towards hos locker room, Aimee follows, but before blowing Wilson a kiss.

Brooklyn: I hate that cunt.
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
PWA Board
No Avatar
Advanced Member
[ *  *  * ]
* "Paranoid" by Ozzy Osbourne plays as some of the crowd has no clue whom is coming out while others are screaming as if they just won a multi-million dollar lottery. Those that are not sure have their doubts stripped away as the lights darken, smoke fills the entranceway & the red X comes up over the hole in the entranceway. A huge "Holy F*ck!" chant breaks out while the casual fans of just the PWA or UCW or other promotions in this axis are wondering what in the hell is going on.



* As two forms come through the smoke you see they both hold kendo sticks & the masked male is wearing the NSWA/RWC HarKore Championship title. The woman is a muscular japanese woman in her 30's with a red tint in her hair, that is wearing moderate high heels, a tight pair of black zip up jeans & a belly shirt with "The HarKore Warriors" on it. The man is wearing a black mask with a red X criss crossing at his nose as the only part of his face you can see is his mouth. The rest of his body is covered by the classic ninja black outfit as well as you can see some black belts around his waist as the championship is on his left shoulder. Once they get into the ring the female grabs the microphone & hands it to the masked one as a deafening "X!" chant is roaring through the arena.




* The man starts to put the microphone up near his mouth but the crowd is not done chanting as you see a smile on his face. After a good minute of letting this go on he puts his finger over his mouth to get them to quiet down as then he begins to speak.





Man: You know...after the events of the last two months & being shit on by those I've worked day & night for for almost 2 years that right there is why I didn't retire like I stated I was a couple weeks ago.




* The fans roar with separate chants of "F RWC!" & " X!" & "Great 1 Sucks!" which the people who just know of PWA & the others in the axis are looking around wondering what side show this is & when we can get back to the PWA.





Man: Oh, I see some of you don't know who I am or what I speak about. I'm sorry, as a man of my age & accomplishments expects to be known after almost 14 years in this business. My name is Weapon-X & the fans have come to call me their "HarKore God" for reasons I'm sure you can get some of the die hard people in this crowd to tell you about during the commercial break. Now, for those that do know me & know I am also about to return to the WWA as King X, your probably wondering why I have some to a promotion where none of the roster knows who I am.







* The crowd cheers for Weapon-X, as his wife Viper whom is a former 2-Time RWC World Champion as well as the first Triple Crown Winner in that promotion watches intently with her husband, as then X continues.





Weapon-X: I don't have to prove myself to any person after being in this promotion for as long as I have so there was no need to come to a relatively new or independent promotion. It wasn't because of the money they gave me, even though I'll be honest this place almost matches my WWA salary which is saying something. No I came to the PWA because, for the first time in my 14 year career, I was greeted by the boss saying "you'll be a great addition to our Main Event." I've had a almost cult fan following for years & while I ended up a Main Eventer in some promotions I was in & respected as a top Mid-Carder in the WWA that type of respect that I was given told me I had to at least give PWA a try. Some people may think he was bullshitting me just to hire me & I'll be fighting in the opening matches while people from the UCW or other promotions in the axis get top billing well unlike some people here I'm not demanding things I wish to earn them.







* A bit of a "Requiem!" chant starts as if to answer X's question as whom is demanding the top spot without doing anything here yet as X smiles.





Weapon-X: We have a wide range of talent here in the PWA. From somebody like Shoot Fighter, whom has claimed this past week that championships from previous promotions don't matter at all to somebody like Requiem who walks in here with the UCW World & World Tag Team Championships last week acting like he should be awarded the PWA World Heavyweight Championship Title. Now I am a man of history so I tend to think in the middle as what somebody has done in the past can explain what they can do in the future BUT just because you were great in one promotion doesn't mean your going to be here. Of course there are others here who are vet's as we have Legacy, who has won a few Hardcore division titles in the past but to become somebody that has been going through hell to MAKE that division what ECW never could before he was born means then he'd be able to call himself Legacy like I more rightly can.




* A chant of "X Made ECW!" tries to go through the crowd but it's too many words & becomes a clusterf*ck but the idea that they tried warms X's heart.




Weapon-X: A couple stables look like they can start a immediate war but where I am going to go? Will I go right for the person who is pretending to be the top dog & take him out, like your taught do do in prison to get respect, or will I play around with some other pretenders first to make him wait & fear when we may some day meet to crown the first PWA World Heavyweight Champion? That will depend more on them then me as hell maybe I'll find a man here, with morals as just as mine, to form a tag team with as I am open to wherever the fans want to see me fight. Hell put me in the opening match next week vs. two people in a handicapped elimination HarKore rules 2 out of 3 falls match for all I care I just know I'm not demanding respect or a title shot but I damn sure will EARN one soon enough.






* A huge "PWA!" chant rings out in the crowd at the fact that CEO Clyde Wilson is going to every area of the Professional Wrestling universe to bring the best stars possible to Conquest.






Weapon-X: After I passed my decade mark I've cared less about trivial things. If people will make tired jokes about my name being a code name for a comic book character or the fact that putting my life on the line every single match for these fans is "intent on making you a cripple in your old age" as I know what matters to me. Justice, the respect of the real fans & the ever lasting love of my wife Viper. If the fans want to see me as the first PWA World Heavyweight Champion then I will do every thing possible to make that happen. If they want me to have a Best of 5 HarKore/Deathmatch series with Legacy to prove if I am still the standard bearer in the division OR if the newer kid can knock me off I'll do that as well. Or anything else in-between as unlike the WWA I have nothing to prove here. I'm here because I was asked to be & I'm going to have a hell of a lot of fun along the way. The way of the warrior will shine through as I am Weapon-X. Your "HarKore God"







* "Paranoid" by Ozzy Osbourne plays as the couple kisses inside the squared circle before we fade out.

The lights go off, Then the pic of TSW comes up on the titon tron and then his legendary cross is displayed upon the titon tron. As he makes his appearence, red pyro go off three times, making Xs from over his head. He then trots down to the ring, focused on nothing but destroying whoever tries to get in his path. He rolls in the ring and holds his arms directly out from him and closing his legs together to make a shape of a cross with his body. He stops the taunt and awaits for the bell.

Chris Creed III hits TSW with a kick! TSW hits Chris Creed III with a knee to stomach! Chris Creed III hits TSW with a chop! TSW hits Chris Creed III with a punch! Chris Creed III hits TSW with a kick!
TSW hits Chris Creed III with a kick! Chris Creed III hits TSW with a elbow smash!

Sylvia: TSW is a little dazed...

Bowker: Chris Creed III grabs this opportunity and executes a elbow smash!!

Sylvia: TSW is down!

TSW is stomped repeatedly and then brought up standing. Chris Creed III hits TSW with a kick! Chris Creed III hits TSW with a elbow smash! Chris Creed III hits TSW with a chop! Chris Creed III then sends TSW down with a clothesline!

Sylvia: Here's a quick cover by Chris Creed III...

1
...
...
Kickout.

Bowker: And a kickout.

Sylvia: TSW cannot be pinned so early.

Chris Creed III whips TSW to the ropes. Chris Creed III sends TSW down with a clothesline! Chris Creed III whips TSW to the ropes. Chris Creed III sends TSW down with a drop kick!

Bowker: Looking good here.

Sylvia: Chris Creed III is using the ropes momentum as a damage inflictor.

TSW sends Chris Creed III down using a body slam.
TSW climbs the ropes.

Sylvia: This is not good.

Bowker: Chris Creed III is in trouble here.

TSW flys off with a dropkick!!!

**Pom!**

TSW hits!

Bowker: The cover hooking the leg...

1
...
...
2
...
...

Sylvia: Shoulder up!!!

Bowker: How much more does Chris Creed III have to take before losing?

TSW sends Chris Creed III down with a lariat and starts stomping. TSW elbows Chris Creed III in the head! TSW elbow drops Chris Creed III in the chest! TSW uses closed fists on Chris Creed III. TSW picks Chris Creed III up. Chris Creed III swings TSW to the ropes. TSW counters. Chris Creed III comes back and gets a

Sylvia: spinebuster!!

Bowker: And now Chris Creed III shakes the cobwebs off and springs up.

TSW tries for a knee to stomach at Chris Creed III. Chris Creed III blocks. Chris Creed III comes back with a kick. TSW dodges and runs to the ropes. TSW comes back with a shoulder block but misses. Chris Creed III tries for a clothesline but TSW blocks. TSW swings another lariat but Chris Creed III sidesteps away. TSW whips Chris Creed III to the ropes... TSW hits the shoulder block! Chris Creed III gets up but TSW is waiting...

Sylvia: Hahaha... TSW is coming closer to winning.

Bowker: TSW grabs Chris Creed III and hooks the The Shadow Buster!!!

Sylvia: And here is the cover!

1
...
...
2
...
...

Bowker: Chris Creed III gets the shoulder up!

Sylvia: That was a slow count! What a match.

TSW swings a punch at Chris Creed III. Chris Creed III blocks. Chris Creed III comes back with a elbow smash. TSW dodges and runs to the ropes. TSW comes back with a clothesline but misses. Chris Creed III tries for a back elbow but TSW ducks. TSW swings another shoulder block but Chris Creed III blocks.
TSW delivers a backdrop! TSW is up on his feet. TSW grabs Chris Creed III and hits a shoulder block!

Bowker: Sent down again.

Sylvia: And now TSW is picking Chris Creed III up by the head.

TSW delivers a backdrop! TSW is up on his feet. TSW grabs Chris Creed III and hits a shoulder block!

Bowker: Sent down again.

Sylvia: And now TSW is picking Chris Creed III up by the head.

TSW charges towards Chris Creed III with a shoulder block...
At the same time, Chris Creed III delivers a drop kick!!!

Sylvia: Check this out! Both superstars are down.

Bowker: The both of them ran at each other at the same time.

Sylvia: TSW is slowly getting up.

Bowker: Well... so is Chris Creed III!

TSW has the upper hand. Chris Creed III turns around and... TSW delivers a The Shadow Buster!!!

Bowker: The Shadow Buster!!!

Sylvia: And the pin!

1
...
...
2
...
...
3!!!

Bowker: That's it! TSW has won this matchup!

Melody Rivers:: And here`s your winner, TSW!!!
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
PWA Board
No Avatar
Advanced Member
[ *  *  * ]
DING-DING-DING

Bowker: We are back from a short break and we are under way!

Sylvia: Requiem and Drug Money will start of their respective teams.

Bowker: What kind of name is Drug Money?

Requiem and Drug Money circle each looking for an opening to make the first move. Requiem feints forwards once or twice looking to hook Drug Money into making a mistake but Drug Money doesn’t bite. Requiem suddenly stops and begins to point at Creed on the apron. Drug Money looks at Creed, allowing Requiem to get a cheap shot on him.

Sylvia: Requiem using dirty tricks to gain the advantage, Drug Money Shoulder have known better.

Requiem goes on the offensive, firing lefts and rights at Drug Money until he’s back into the corner. Requiem pins Drug Money in the corner with more punches, the big man unable to stop Requiems onslaught. But as Requiem runs out of steam, he begins to let up on Drug Money who takes his chance to get back into the match, corner out of the corner with a big head butt to Requiem.

Bowker: Drug Money powering out of the corner with a brutal head butt on Requiem.

Sylvia: Yes but Requiem is still standing.

Requiem is disorientated for a brief moment after the head butt. Drug Money himself shakes off the cobb webs before again powering out the corner towards Requiem knocking him down with a clothes line.

Sylvia: Oh well now he’s down.

Drug Money mounts the downed Requiem and grabs him by the head, then unleashing with a series of slow, heavy punches to the face. The crowd count along with ever landed punch.

[1..]

[2...]

[3..]

[4..]

[5..]

After the fifth punch Drug Money decides to force Requiem and take him over to the corner so he can tag. Drug money places Requiem in the corner before making a tag to Creed.

Bowker: Drug Money with the tag and in comes Creed.

Sylvia: And here’s a chance for a double team by Creed and Drug Money.

Drug Money goes is hard with boots to Requiems gut as Creed works over the Requiems upper body. Once they have softened him up with their assault both men drag Requiem out of the corner before lifting him up and hitting a nice double suplex.

Bowker: Requiem in a bit of trouble now, he won’t hold out much long if this continues.

Drug Money rolls out of the ring and returns to the apron as Creed hooks the leg for a cover.

Sylvia: Cover by Creed.

1..

2…

Sylvia: And it’s an text book kick out by Requiem.

Creed wastes no time in getting Requiem up and to his feet, ready for his next move. Creed whips Requiem to the nearest corner following up imediantly by running into Requiem, crushing him in the corner. Creed follows this up with some big back elbows to the side of Requiems head, hitting not one, not two but three shots in a row. Creed then attempts a fourth elbow shot but Requiem anticipates the move and is able to duck out of the way before grabbing Creed in mid flow and back dropping him out of the corner.

Bowker: Nice counter by Requiem.

Sylvia: Indeed, but can he capitalise on this move?

Thinking fast Requiem throws himself on Creed of a cover.

1..

2…

Syliva: Kick out by Creed.

Bowker: A good idea from Requiem but he’s going to need more then that to put this match away.

Taking on time to rest Requiem struggles back to a vertical base. He then force the Creed up to his feet as well before lunging with a big chop to Creed’s chest, followed by and second and a third and more until Creed is pinned back into the corner.

Syliva: Requiem on the offensive now, looking to take this match by the balls.

Once Creed is pinned into the corner and showing no signs of fighting back, Requiem switches from chops to shoulder thrusts, drilling Creed into the corner with multipull shots to the gut.

Bowker: Requiem pilling on the pressure now.

After a half dozen shoulder thrusts, Requiem stops his attack. He then proceeds to lift Creed onto the tope rope.

Syliva: What’s Requiem planning now?

Bowker: I’m not sure but I have to say I think I’m going to like where this is going!

Once Creed is positioned on the top rope Requiems grabs him in a suplex position. Then climbing up onto the top rope Requiem lifts Creed up before hitting a superplex off the top rope.

Bowker: Superplex!

Creed hits the mat hard taking the blunt of the force to his back. Requiem reacting as if nothing happened rolls over and hooks the leg.

1..

2…

2.5…

Sylvia: Drug Money makes the save, although that was a mighty close fall!

The crowd cheers for Drug Money who calls out to some words of encouragement to Creed. The ref then ushers Drug Money back to his corner as Requiem tag in Williams.

Bowker: Requiem finally making the tag too Williams, who gets his first slice of action.

Williams and Requiem stomp all over Creed for a moment before the ref deals with Requiem, forcing him out of the ring. Jay continues the assault before deciding to slap on a head lock.

Bowker: Smart move by Jay here, slowing the match down to his teams place.

Williams locks in the move tightly, keeping Creed grounded. Drug Money, seeing his partner in trouble decides to cal upon the crowd for support. The crowd response to Money’s call and a wave of claps begin to echo around the arena. Money’s effort begin to pay off as Creed forces himself up.

Sylvia: Drug Money willing his partner on with aid from the crowd and it seems to be working!

Feeling a rush of adrenalin Creed powers up onto one knee and then up onto both feet before fighting off Williams with a series of series off well placed elbow shots to the side of Jay’s head. Creed then catches Jay right on the nose, which is enough to put Jay off and release his hold.

Bowker: Creed fighting back!

Sylvia: That’s because he’s not going down with out a fight!

Creed piles on the pressure unleashing with rights and left to add to Jay’s problems. Creed then hits a standing drop kick to the face sending Jay tumberling back towards the corner. Recovering instantly so he can follow up on the drop kick. Jason rushes toward Williams looking to hit a running move on him, crushing his foe in the corner but Jay reads his intentions and comes to meet Creed. Jay catches Creed in mid flow before lifting him up and planting him face first on the top turn buckle.

Sylvia: Snake eyes!

Bowker: Creed’s comeback stopped in the track by Williams.

Creed bounces off the corner back in to Jay’s grasp. Jay spins Creed around so that they are face to face before grabbing him by the head and rolling him out of the corner and finally locking in a second headlock while Creed is in a seated position.

Bowker: And Williams going straight back to that headlock.

Sylvia: Creed is not in the best position right now but he came back before so lets see if he can do it again.

Bowker: Which I doubt.

Drug Money again attempts to get the crowd going to help Creed. The quickly quickly respond once more but their efforts are in vain as Creed hardly stirs.

Sylvia: In a real bad way.

The ref decides to check on Creed and upon seeing him decides to start a count.

Bowker: The ref with no option but to start a count, of course Creed has until the count of three to react or this one is over.

The ref razes Creeds arm up into the arm but it falls back down instantly.

1..

Sylvia: There’s one.

2..

Sylvia: And there’s two, one more and its over.

2.5..

Bowker: It’s over!

Then at the last second Creed reacts keeping his arm up in the air.

Sylvia: Hold the phones people this match is still alive!

The crowd reacts to Creed’s revival with a pop, a pop which Creed feeds off, allowing him to force himself up again. Drug Money begins shouting to his partner hoping his words of encouragement can aid his come back. Requiem, meanwhile on the opposite side of the ring shouts at Jay to keep Creed ground.

Sylvia: This is amazing! What a match were witnessing!

Creed slowly makes it to a knee then two before powering on to his feet. Creed throws more elbows, repeating the actions he used to escape the same move the first time. Each elbow gets move powerful then more frequent and soon Williams is over whelemed and unable to hold on to Creed.

Bowker: Creed’s free but can he turn this around, unlike his last attempt.

Creed comes out fight throwing lefts and rights, softening Williams up for his next move. Williams is reeling when Jason grabs him by the hand and launches him across the ring with an Irish whip.

Sylvia: Irish whip by Creed.

Williams hits the ropes and rebounds back at Creed, Creed attempting a big boot only for Jay to sail safely under him. Williams storms back across the ring, hitting the opposite set of ropes and again rebounding back towards Creed. Creed however is about to stop Jay in his tracks, grabbing him in mid flow before lifting him up and finally planting him with a brutal spine buster.

Sylvia: Creed initalling missing with the big boot but makes a mends with a ring shaking spine buster.

Bowker: Creed nearly got put through the ring with that move!

Sylvia: And as a result both men are down. Surely the first man to recover will gain the advantage for their team.

Williams pins.

1....


2.....


3.....


Jackson bowker: Williams pulled it off, Look at them. Just like they said Victory all the way!

The fans sit quietly as they await the winners music. Suddenly, the arena goes dark and words are scrawled across the screen and a child's voice does it's read over.

Voice: Welcome here
To a land of irony
Of home made heartbreaks
Orchestrated with a wave of a hand
And dismissed in the same manner

We are the generation
That creates its own nightmares
And destroys its own dreams
Self esteem is decimated
Thanks to pictures in magazines
Beauty is cheapened by unattainable standards
Nature is drowning in plastic

We are the generation
That ruins our own future
By forgetting essential parts of our past
Truth is disregarded
And lies are what we cling to
To keep us from going under
In a sea of fallacy and apathy

We are the ones who prayed
To everything that couldn't answer us
That trusted in everything that fades
Money, power, beauty, ourselves
Holding on to fraying ropes
And screaming in deflating life rafts
Screaming to the empty sky.

When you look up to find the Truth...only one man stands in your sights....

The tron goes black. Just then, "Walk" by Pantera begins. The fans roar as the one and only Izzy Omega makes his way out from the back. He stands and looks around for a moment, soaking it all in. He wears a suit and tie, buttoning the jacket. He takes off his sunglasses and starts heading down the ramp. He stops halfway with a grin and shakes his head at the screaming fans. Climbing up the steps, he enters the ring and raises his arms. The fans cheer as flashbulbs go off. He is handed a mic and his music stops.

Izzy: Wow.

The fans cheer again.

Izzy: Izzy Omega in the PWA. Well....first and foremost, I wanna thank you all for that. It was something I hadn't heard in awhile.

They cheer again.

Izzy: Now, everyone knows that I am the no frills guy. So, I guess it should just be straight to the point here. Someone who has been in the business for as long as I have, you learn to observe. You watch from afar the happenings of what happens in the company you seem interested in. And thats what I did. While watching, there was one thing that got to me. See, a lot of people expect a person of my caliber to come out and demand the World Title. Not happening. I just entered and am at entry level. Now...there IS one title that I am looking at. The Television Title.

The fans cheer a little.

Izzy: See, the Television Title means that, well, you are always on television. You are who the fans want to see. And who better than this face to be on television always?

Some of the female fans cheer louder than the males. Izzy points out to the crowd and winks.

Izzy: See, it should be me facing Hector Venegas for that title. It's something thats due to me. Holding a belt that holds pride behind it. And I'll say this much more...

He leans against the ropes and looks into the camera.

Izzy: Shootfighter and Curtis Mitchell are damn lucky I wasn't in that rumble. Because had I been, they would be laying in a heap, watching me with my arm raised. They would have felt exactly what it would have been like to fall to a legend, an Icon, a real champion. I am what champions look at for example. I am what men look up to for guidance. People like Shootfighter and Mitchell are nothing more than glorified jobbers waiting for their next paycheck. I am here to become what I always become...a champion.

The fans cheer again.

Izzy: I got news for the boys and girls in the back. This is where it all begins. Not a single person in that locker room is safe from the truth. I will make my way to face Hector for that title. If I have to walk through hellfire to do it, then I will. That is the Absolute Truth and the truth hurts folks. If none of you back there like what I had to say...do something about it...IMPROVE YOURSELVES.

He tosses the mic down and looks around at the crowd.
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
PWA Board
No Avatar
Advanced Member
[ *  *  * ]
Breaking the Habit by Linkin Park hits as Hector Venegas walks out the stage. He doesn’t even bother to do his usual entrance, he walks down the ramp in a pissed off mood. He’s dressed to compete as he ignores the boos from the surrounding crowd.

Brooklyn Silvia: I wonder what he’s doing out here?

Jackson Bowker: He’s the number one contender, he doesn’t need a damn reason for walking out there.

Brooklyn Silvia: Oh now you’re a fan, such a bandwagon hopper.

Jackson Bowker: What are you on about? I’ve liked him since he first came in.

Hector enters the ring and stands in the center waiting for the crowd’s boos to settle down.

Hector Venegas: Now that you guys are quiet, I have something to address tonight. Earlier today we had a poser by the name of Izzy Omega walk into my ring and proclaim himself worthy of what I worked so hard to earn.

The crowd lets out loud cheers at the mention of Izzy’s name while Hector looks on in disgust.

Hector Venegas: What a fucking joke, I had to overcome five people to earn this yet he walks in proclaiming himself to be worthy. What happened to the meaning of working hard for what you got? Did this guy grow up with a silver spoon or something?

He is showered in boos while he smirks at their reaction.

Hector Venegas: Oh great, now he has convinced you guys, you’re so gullible. If I had to bust my ass to earn a shot then so does he. But see, it’s going to be irrelevant after tonight when a challenger to what should be mine is decided. Izzy is going to learn the true meaning of earning a title, you don’t walk into a company and demand anything.

He pauses to collect his thoughts while the crowd still showers him in boos.

Hector Venegas: Shove it, if you think you earned it then I welcome you. Come to this ring and challenge me whenever you want, then the inevitable will be proven that I welcome any form of competition. I grew up in the streets fighting for survival, this guy knows nothing about survival. He walks in proclaiming himself to be a legend when he doesn’t realize he has to get in line just like the rest. And if you don’t like that, then YOU are the one that needs to improve himself, spoiled bitch.

He walks towards the turnbuckle and sits up there soaking in all of the boos as he just grins at them.

Hector Venegas: Yes, let your voice be heard, your boos are a result of a poser walking into my house wanting to take what I worked hard for. You want this? Then you’re going to have to kill me to get it because I’m not backing down from it. Bring on your absolute HYPOCRISY, because the past doesn’t matter. You’re a ROOKIE right here and have to work your way up as well, so step up or step aside. This is my ring, where you’ll be humbled at the instant you choose to let your actions do the talking. I’ll be awaiting your response, Izzy.

He walks away as Breaking the Habit hits and the crowd keeps on booing. He motions for the title around his waist then flips them off before walking the rest of the way.

Melody Rivers: The following contest is scheduled for one fall.

Stupify By Disturbed starts to play.

Melody Rivers: Introducing first, from Auckland, New Zealand weighing in at 240 pounds, Andrew Paine!

The crowd erupts as Andrew Paine steps out onto the ramp in a black robe. He holds his hands up in the air as he generically makes his way down to the ramp and removes his robe. Once again taunting the fans.

Melody Rivers: And his opponent…

[Angels Holocaust by Iced Earth starts playing as the light go out. Orange pyro starts raining from up top. As the music picks up Seven walks out from behind the curtain and raises his arm in a cocky stance before making his way down to the ring.]

Melody Rivers: From Calgary, Alberta, Canada weighing in at 230 pounds, Seven!

DING DING DING

Andrew and Seven lock up in a collar and elbow tie up. Seven takes the early advantage with a kick to the gut, then he attempts to send Andrew towards the lower left turnbuckle. Andrew reverses and sends him towards the top right turnbuckle. Andrew runs at Seven and hit’s a stinger splash on him as the crowd lets out loud cheers, to which he responds with a smirk.

He walks over towards Seven’s legs looking at them like if he smells blood. As he gets to grabbing them, Seven out of instinct kicks him away knowing what’s next, lowering the sound of the cheers by a bit. Andrew, in a pissed off mood, walks back towards his legs and attempts it again as Seven crawls towards the turnbuckle, and gets caught off guard with a drop toe hold right onto said turnbuckle.

Seven gets up using the ropes and looks at Andrew with a smirk on his face. He backs up a couple of paces and then runs attempting to hit a knee to the back of Andrew’s head. Andrew manages to slide out of the ring just in time as Seven’s knee ricochets off the turnbuckle! Seven rolls around in pain as Andrew looks on from the outside grinning from ear to ear, while being drowned in cheers from the surrounding crowd.

Andrew slides back into the ring and looks at that knee in amusement. He then goes to lift him up by the leg and drops him back to the ground as he grabs his knee while rolling around. He then waits behind Seven as he crawls to the ropes. Seven catches his breath then walks right into the Go to Sleep! He then follows with a German Suplex pin…

One…

Two…

Three!

Melody Rivers: Here is your winner, Andrew Paine!

Paine is celebrating in the ring. The crowd cheer for him as Aimee Cavelli slides under the rope. Paine is suddenly backed into the corner by the vixen, who is clearly flirting with him. She touches his chest and Paine pushes her away, and onto the ground. Aimee gets up and slaps Paine right across the mouth.

Brooklyn: That little cunt.

Paine laughs and advances before you hear a huge 'look out' from the fans as Jim Coen steps into the ring and hits a thundering big boot on Paine, knocking him right out of the park. Jim looks up and smiles at the booing crowd as he and Aimee both leave.

Bowker: Set up!

Brooklyn: Cunts ...

Quote:
 
Women’s Title Match recall.. 

Melissa was added as a wild card by Wilson.  He lifted her banning.  Veronica Rodriquez targeted her off the bat while, Gabriella Manning and Sirina got it on.  Out comes Allison to fight with Angela.  Vero gets knocked down and Melissa goes over and takes out Allison. 

Allison Eliminated..

Angela turns on Melissa and takes her out. With a massive clothesline..

Melissa Eliminated

Angela targets Gaby and locks up with her while Vero locks up with Sirina. They all four end up fighting one another in the middle of the ring.   Gaby gets knocked to the corner and Angela and Vero tag up taking out Gaby..

Gaby eliminated

Sirina tries to run over and get a two for one but gets tosses over the top rope her self.

Sirina is Eliminated.

  Angela and Vero lock up.  Fighting with rights and lefts back and forth.  The two fight over to the corner while Vero gets set up for Angela’s finisher but Vero reverses and at 17 minutes and 43 second. Vero hit’s The Shellshock.  And pins.

1.…

2.…

3.…

MisSunderstood by Earshot hits as she walks up the ramp and busts open the glass box holding The PWA Womens Title.  She raises it up as the fans erupt in PWA Chants

Rivers:  Your New PWA Women’s Champions Veronica!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
PWA Board
No Avatar
Advanced Member
[ *  *  * ]
Wanted Dead or Alive by Bon Jovi hits as A video of Legacy holding both the UCW and CWF Hardcore titles up starts,it switches to Legacy hitting Levi Watts on the knee with his ax handle, then Legact holding the HW 6 man title over his head,
the shots show various matches with Legacy in control of his opponents. As Legacy comes through the entrance, The lights come back up.
He slowly walks towards the ring, showing no emotion. He steps to the apron and as he slides his index finger across his throat in a display of his opponent being dismembered. He steps through the ropes and walks slowly around the ring, turning to look towards the entrance

Melody Rivers: Introducing first..from Atlanta Ga, weighing at 275 pounds, one half of the Hardkore America tag team champions...LEGACY!!

An Image is shown on the Tron. It is Bishop pinning Michael Black. Then it cuts to him fighting one of the Harrison Sisters. A guitar riff sounds through the arena. Pictures of Dan Kilburn and Bishop standing in the ring, posing with Bishop holding the UHW World Title and Dan is holding the UHW US title . As the music picks up through the arena.. Images of Bishop training harder than he has ever trained before are seen. Sweat is dripping from his face. Images of Brian and Andrew attacking Bishop are seen now. Bishop being carried out of the arena are seen. Then it cuts to a picture of Brian and Andrew holding the UHW Tag Team Titles being lit on fire.

I'm diggin' with my fingertips
I'm ripping at the ground I stand upon
I'm searchin' for fragile bones
(Evolution)
I'm never gonna be refined
Keep tryin' but I won't assimilate
Sure, we have come far in time
(Watch the bow break)
And I'm sorry I don't believe
By the evidence that I see
That there's any hope left for me
It's evolution...
Just evolution...

Pyros shoot high in the air as Scotty ‘Bishop’ Edwards is seen at the top of the entrance ramp standing in the mist of the pyros. He flexes his massive arms, that are twice the size as before. He starts his way toward the ring. Slow and cockey like. He is half way as he flexes a few poses. Pyros shoot off from the ring posts.

And I
I do not dare deny
The basic beast inside
It's right here, it's controlling my mind
And why
Do I deserve to die?
I'm dominated by
This animal that's locked up inside
Close up to get a real good view
I'm betting that the species will survive
Hold tight, I'm getting inside you
(Evolution)
And when we're gonna find these bones
They're gonna wanna keep them in a jar
The number one virus caused by
(Procreation)



And the planet may go astray
In a million years, I say
'Cause motherf**kers, we're all deranged
It's evolution...
Just evolution...



As he hits the ring side he smacks the canvas a few times. He jumps up on the ring apron and enters over the top ropes. He goes from turnbuckle to turnbuckle climbing each one. He raises a fist from each one. He is stretching out on the ropes as the music fades.

Melody Rivers: His opponent, a former multiple time champion..BISHOP!!!

Jackson Bowker: Bishop took it upon himself to interfere, on the last Conquest, in the match between Chasm and Legacy. As we now know Chasm isnt medically cleared to wrestle, but Legacy certainly looks up to the task...WOW!! Bishop wasting no time here, he catches Legacy with a right cross, Legacy returns the favor!! Bishop with a knee to the gut, Snapmare takes Legacy over. Bishop missing the legdrop as Legacy rolls away. Legacy with a scoop slam that shakes the mat, Legacy brings Bishop to his feet, irish whip as Bishop reverses, Legacy off the ropes..Bishop hoisting Legacy up..t-bone suplex!!

Brooklyn Sylvia: That looked painful. Legacy dropped like a bad habit. Bishop lifting Legacy, Russian Legsweep. Bishop goes for the cover..

1.....
2.....

Brooklyn Sylvia: Legacy kicks out. Bishop right on the attack, lifting Legacy to his feet, Legacy with a headbutt that staggers Bishop, side headlock on Bishop. Bishop lifting Legacy for a back suplex, Legacy crashes hard to the mat. Bishop goes for another cover..

1.....
2.....

Jackson Bowker: Legacy refusing to stay down here. Bishop finding out he isnt gonna have the easy time he expected against Legacy. Bishop tosses Legacy to the floor.Bishop quickly follows, grabs Legacy by the hair, sends him to the security rail, Legacy stopping, reverses and sends Bishop into the steel!! Bishops body smacking the steel railing around the ring. Legacy landing a pair of hard elbows to the top of the head, Legacy grabbing Bishop from the side..Russian Legsweep of his own!! Bishop hitting the floor with a sickening thud!!

Brooklyn Sylvia: Legacy rolling back inside the ring to stop the count. He returns to lift Bishop off the floor, Bishop with an eye rake, Standing round house kick to the abdomen of Legacy. Legacy staggered abck against the apron, Bishop with a sidehead lock, running bulldog by Bishop..Legacy hitting the floor hard!! Bishop quily inside to prevent a double countout. Legacy slow to get to his feet, that Bulldog really taking a toll on him on th floor. Bishop right on the attack as Legacy rolls under the ropes and back inside. Bishop lifts Lgacy to his feet, Legacy really out of it here, hoists him up..hes going for the Hang mans DDT..Legacy kicks his legs, shifts the weight, Bishop loses his balance, both men fall with Legacy on top..

1.....
2.....

Jackson Bowker: Bishop out at the count of 2. Bishop thought he had the match won, but Legacy almost snuck out with the win. Bishop with an irish whp, Legacy off the roeps..Belly to belly!! Bisops got him for sure now.. Cover..

1.....
2.....

Jackson Bowker: Legacy refusing to die here. Hes showing WHY hes 1/2 of the Hardkore World Americas Tag team champions. Bishop showing his frusration here, Bishop up on the top rope, Elbow smash off the ropes onto Legacys head,
Legacy down, Bishop refusing to cover this time, he lifts Legacy to his feet, Extreme Twist of Fate..NO!! Legacy shoves Bishop into the ref!! The ref went down, but Bishop didnt do it on purpose!! Bishops frustrated here, Legacy doing anything he can to stay alive, Bishops absolutely beside himself. WHOA!! Legacy with a running knee to the back..Bishop smacking the corner, Hatchet Job!!!!
Bishop stumbled backward right into the hatchet job!! Legacy covers..

Crowd:
1
2
3
4
5

Brooklyn Sylvia: Legacy has at least a 5 second cover...but the refs down in the corner. Tough break for Legacy. Legacy rolls to the outside, hes looking under...UH OH!!! Legacys got that axe handle he carries!! We were told he came to the arena with it today, somehow he managed to get it into the arena, he slides under the ropes, posied and waiting for Bishop to get to his feet...HERE IT COMES...

Jackson Bowker: Bishop ducks!! Extreme Twist of Fate!!! Bishop hits it...cover..

1.....
2.....

Jackson Bowker:Bishop knocking Legacys leg off the bottom rope...

3 !!!!!

Jackson Bowker: Bishop wins it!!! Bishop with the victory, but Legacy gave him a fight all the way!!

Melody Rivers: Here is your winner....BISHOP!!!

Wilson’s music hits as Clyde walks out on stage

You need a reason to believe
A reason to deceive
A reason for the song you're singing
And everything you do
Makes perfect sense to you
So why is your alarm bell ringing

You say you know how it feels inside of me
Lost and alone with no love or luxury
Come on inside
And hear the song that's constantly judging me

Don't you think you should move on?


I know that your so fucking lonely

He raises the mic to his mouth and starts talking.. As he talks the top ropes are wrapped in the barbed wire..

Wilson: You know, when I was asked about this match I did not like the idea, as the Refs are wrapping the ropes with barbed wire and setting the ring up for this match I have to say, both men in this match are putting their careers on the line. Now, for an announcement I wanted to give.. Soon The TV Title will be awarded and starting to be defended. The next title I am going to United States Championship, it will be awarded on the next show. As for the World Title, it shall be awarded on the first ever PWA PPV, The date will be told on the next show.. The people facing off in that match will be announced at the next show as well, as for the US Title, it will be a series of matches, 4 people will be hand selected and there will be two matches, then the winners will face off that night in the main event. The final winner will bust the glass and claim their title. Now, on to the Last Blood Match. Brian, Juan, good luck fellas..

Melody Rivers: Introducing the guest Ref for this first ever Last Blood match, Andrew Paine, and his partner, Brian Kennedy, they are Death Sentence!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The sound Violence Fetish starts to flow through the arena. Images of Paine and Kennedy are shown on the tron. Fog starts to fill the arena as strobe lights start to flash.

Bring the violence
It's significant
To the life
If you've ever known anyone
Bring the violence
It's significant
To the life
Can you feel it?
Ow ow ow

How do you sleep
When you live with your lies
Out of your mouth
Up from your mind
That kind of thinking
Starts a chain reaction
You are a time bomb ticking away
You need to release
What you're feeling inside
Let out the beast
That you're trying to hide
Step right up and be a part of the action
Get your game face on
Because it's time to play
You're pushing and fighting your way
You're ripping it up

Brian and Andrew walk out on stage as pyros shoot up from the ramp and down the walk way. Brian is holding a bag, He smirks and holds out the bag. Brian and Andrew walk slowly to the ring.

Bring the violence
It's significant
To the life
If you've ever known anyone
Bring the violence
It's significant
To the life
Can you feel it?
Ow ow ow
Bring the violence
It's significant
To the life
If you've ever known anyone
Bring the violence
It's significant
To the life
Can you feel it?
Ow ow ow

How do you live without playing the game
Sit on the side and expect to keep sane
Step right up and be a part of the action
Come get a piece of it before it's too late
Take a look around
You can't deny what you see
Were living in a violent society
Well my brother let me show you a better way
So get your game face on because it's time to play
You're pushing and fighting your way you're ripping it up

Andrew arrives at the bottom of the ramp and talks to a fan as Brian walks around the ring. Andrew climbs up on the apron and enters the ring through the middle rope.

Bring the violence
It's significant
To the life
If you've ever known anyone
Bring the violence
It's significant
To the life
Can you feel it?
Ow ow ow
Bring the violence
It's significant
To the life
If you've ever known anyone
Bring the violence
It's significant
To the life
Can you feel it?
Ow ow ow

Brian jumps up on the apron as fire shoots up from the turn buckles. He poses for a few seconds before jumping over the top rope in to the ring.

Tell me what am I supposed to be
Another goddamn drone
Tell me what am I supposed to be
Should I leave it on the inside
Tell me what am I supposed to be
Another goddamn drone
Tell me what am I supposed to be
Should I get ready to play

You're pushing and fighting your way
You're ripping it up

Andrew climbs the left side turnbuckles while Brian climbs the right sides. They taunt the crowd for a few as the song comes to a close.

Bring the violence
It's significant
To the life
If you've ever known anyone
Bring the violence
It's significant
To the life
Can you feel it?
Ow ow ow
Bring the violence
It's significant
To the life
If you've ever known anyone
Bring the violence
It's significant
To the life
Can you feel it?
Ow ow ow

As the music fades Brian starts dumping tacks all over the ring. He leaves a few glass bottles in the corner

Melody Rivers: Introducing the Challenger, HE is J-Dogggggggggggggggggg

Images of J-Dogg are shown. His highlights scan through as the intro music kicks in. The lights dim and a strobe light starts flashing as J-Dogg walks out on stage.

They got scared when these hard hittas came in
They got chains but they all tucked in
We got them thangs and we brought 'em all in
These niggaz play dead when they hear we came in (Came in)

He throw up a few gang signs and he starts walking toward the ring all slow.

See I'm a hard hitta yes I am
And I dont really nigga give a damn
About you and how you fuckin rock shit
I put a 45 that make you bitches stop dead
You wanna cock it go ahead and cock it
Dont make a nigga like me make you drop it
I'm ten toes I'm from tha M-fuckin-Town
We gangster walkin
You hear the fuckin gangster sound
Its ashes to ashes dust to dust
The gats we trust
Y'all dont really wanna bust
I see you and your crew nigga in da club
You tuck in yo chainz you must be some sissy club
Do you wanna go to war nigga & spit some blood
You talkin that shit like a fuckin slut
You talk shit then you might as well bring shit
I shut this muthafuckin club down for you bitch!

J-Dogg gets in a face of a fan and spits in his face. Security stops him from punching the man in the face. He continues to walk toward the ring dancing a bit.



(Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!)
Now if you wonder why so many diss Hypnotize
Its cause them haters ain't eatin
they on some muthafuckin diets
A lot them is really sick I think they got amnesia
Cause on Sunday they diss ya
But come Monday they need ya
Quit tellin lies to the public
If you could rewind your life back
You probably be wit me on this track
But I ain't come here my nigga for no sorrow no wounds
But im'a stay bumpin till I bump by head on my tool
Fo' real!

He walks around the ring taunting as many people as possible. He jumps up by a turn buckle and tosses more gang signs up. Brian runs up and power slams him in to the ring starting the match tacks stick in J-Doggs back and the blood starts flowing..

Ding, ding, ding…

J-Dogg whips Brian to the ropes tearing the flesh open on Brian‘s back. Brian bounces off the ropes and J-Dogg sends Brian down with a clothesline! Blood drops from Brian’s back

Bowker: Looking good here.

Sylvia: J-Dogg is using the ropes momentum as a damage inflictor.

J-Dogg walks over to Brian cocky like and picks up Brian. Brian hits J-Dogg with a series of punches!
Brian then sends J-Dogg down with a clothesline!

Sylvia: Here's the cover by Brian hooking the leg...

1
...
...
Kickout.

Bowker: And a kickout.

Sylvia: J-Dogg wont be defeated so easily.

J-Dogg hits Brian with a kick! Brian hits J-Dogg with a chop! J-Dogg hits Brian with a punch! Brian hits J-Dogg with a punch! J-Dogg hits Brian with a kick! Brian hits J-Dogg with a eye rake! Brian taunts the crowd. Chants for PWA start flowing through the arena. J-Dogg hits Brian with a hammer blow!

Sylvia: Brian is a little dazed... The loss of blood can not be good for him!

Bowker: J-Dogg grabs this opportunity and executes a hammer blow!!

Sylvia: Brian is down!

Brian is stomped repeatedly and then brought up standing tacks fall back to the canvas. Brian catches J-Dogg in a close elbows.

Bowker: Oh! J-Dogg is trapped for the moment...

Sylvia: The referee is checking the situation...

Bowker: The close elbows is broken!

Brian swings a punch at J-Dogg. J-Dogg blocks. J-Dogg comes back with a hammer blow. Brian dodges and runs to the ropes. Brian comes back with a clothesline but misses. J-Dogg tries for a tackle to gut but Brian ducks. J-Dogg runs in to the ropes and gets cut, he falls to the canvas, he hit’s a low blow on Brian and locks on a Figure Four Leg Lock!

Bowker: The Figure Four Leg Lock!!!

Sylvia: The referee is checking the situation...

J-Dogg tightens the hold... A puddle of blood is on the canvas from both men.
...
...
Brian crawls slowly to ringside...

Bowker: Can Brian make it to the ropes?

Sylvia: Maybe not.

Brian tries to grab the ropes.

J-Dogg pulls Brian further away.

Sylvia: This is hopeless!

J-Dogg tightens the hold...
...
...
Brian escapes and moves away! It takes a minute before Brian gets up and grabs J-Dogg... Brian tries to execute a arm breaker. J-Dogg counters and sets Brian up for a avalanche breaker. Brian does a reversal and goes behind.

Sylvia: Oh, No! The body slam...!

Sylvia: J-Dogg counters the move again!

Brian swings J-Dogg to the ropes cutting J-Dogg once again as he bounces off Brian gets a

Sylvia: powerslam!!

Bowker: Great action here by Brian and J-Dogg as they try to subdue each other.

Sylvia: They are letting out their hard slamming moves...

Brian grabs the head of J-Dogg... Brian going for a body slam. J-Dogg counters and sets Brian up for a press slam. Brian reverses it and goes behind.

Sylvia: And here comes the neck breaker...!

Sylvia: J-Dogg blocks the attack once more!

Brian charges towards J-Dogg with a beat head...
At the same time, J-Dogg delivers a clothesline!!! Andrew checks on both men. Brian grabs a bottle that was in the corner

Sylvia: Both superstars are down due to the double impact.

Bowker: This happens so often here.

Sylvia: Brian is slowly getting up. He has the bottle in his hand

Bowker: Well... so is J-Dogg!

Out of nowhere Brian delivers a kick to the gut and busts the bottle on J-dogg and sets him up for the war cry, Andrew puts the rest of the glass bottles out in the middle of the ring. Brian brings up the first power bomb, busting most of the glass. He hit’s the second one busting the rest of the glass bottles. Blood is flowing from his back as he lands the third and final Powerbomb.

Sylvia: Brian goes for the cover. Look at how cocky he is putting just a foot on J-doggs chest.

1
...
...
2
...
...
3!!!

Bowker: Brian just hit The War Cry on J-Dogg and won the match! How cheap was it for Paine to help like that.

Melody Rivers: And here is your winner, BRIAN KENNEDY!!!

A massive amount of blood is in the ring as Brian smirks and stomps him a few more times yelling at him.

Brian: You do not fuck with The Empire, We are in full effect! Death Sentence is here to stay, I took everything you had now! Try me! This is what you asked for Juan, deal with it!

EMT’s rush the ring as Violent Fetish hits and Brian and Andrew celebrate in the ring..

Fades to a Commercial..
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
PWA Board
No Avatar
Advanced Member
[ *  *  * ]
Images of Curtis training show on the tron. Sparks start to shower the entrance ramp as Curtis walks out. The guitar rhythm flows through the arena as he poses for the flashes through the arena.

Betrayed one more time,
But somewhere down that line
You're gonna get what's coming to you

Look at me now,
Look at me now,
Look at me now!

Pull it out from my back,
Soon I'm the one that's on attack,
Can't wait to return the favour

Look at me now,
Look at me now,
Look at me now!
He struts down the entrance ramp as he gets to the bottom he stops and looks around at the girls screaming to him..

Too many times I've seen it,
Rip a hole into our friendship
This is how it's been, how it always will be

He jumps up on the ring apron and he turns back towards the fans and smiles with a thingyy stance.

You think you're above me (You think you're above me!)
But now I'm here to envy
Four words to choke upon!

Look (look!) at... me... now!

He jumps over the top rope as his music fades..



Scenes from The Shootfighter's matches are interwoven with his name as The Shootfighter appears with his valet Angela. They slowly stalk their way to ringside and The Shootfighter enters the ring and takes off his tight black robe and then crosses his arms glaring at his opponent with the same look of hate, rage and fury.

Mitchell whips Shootfighter to the ropes. Mitchell misses a clothesline! Shootfighter bounces on the other side of the ropes... Shootfighter comes back but only runs into a shoulder block!

Bowker: Speedy entertainment here in the PWA, This is the match of the night right here!!!!!!

Sylvia: Mitchell is getting better of the two.

Mitchell catches Shootfighter in a headlock.

Bowker: Oh! Shootfighter is trapped for the moment...

Sylvia: The referee is checking the situation...

Bowker: The headlock is broken!

Shootfighter throws Mitchell to the corner and starts the attacks. Shootfighter punches Mitchell in the face and shoulders Mitchell in the stomach. Mitchell is swung to the other turnbuckle. Shootfighter shoulders Mitchell s face and pulls Mitchell out to the center of the ring.

Bowker: Mitchell is getting beaten up here.

Sylvia: Shootfighter is just preventing Mitchell from fighting back.

Shootfighter charges towards Mitchell with a back elbow...
At the same time, Mitchell delivers a clothesline!!!

Sylvia: Both superstars are down due to the double impact.

Bowker: This happens so often here.

Sylvia: Mitchell is slowly getting up.

Bowker: Well... so is Shootfighter!

Mitchell is now standing. Shootfighter is facing the other way... Mitchell rolls Shootfighterup for the cover!

Sylvia: And the pin!

1
...
...
2
...
...
2.8 - Kickout!!!

Sylvia: Mitchell just can't get a pin!!!

Mitchell sends Shootfighter down using a backdrop. Mitchell climbs the ropes.

Sylvia: This does not look good.

Bowker: Shootfighter is in deep shit here.

Mitchell flys off with a Top Rope Clothesline!!!

Mitchell hits!

Bowker: This is the pin... if Mitchell wins, it`s over!

1
...
...
2
...
...
2.9 - Kickout!!!

Bowker: Shootfighter kicked out.

Sylvia: It will take even more than that to win the matchup.

Shootfighter sends Mitchell down using a backdrop. Shootfighter climbs the ropes.

Sylvia: This does not look good.
Bowker: Mitchell is in deep shit here.

Shootfighter flies off with a drop kick!!!

Shootfighter hits!

Bowker: This is the pin... if Shootfighter wins, it`s over!

1
...
...
2
...
...
2.9 - Kickout!!!

Bowker: Mitchell kicked out.

Sylvia: It will take even more than that to win the matchup.

Mitchell charges towards Shootfighter with a shoulder block...
At the same time, Shootfighter delivers a drop kick!!!

Sylvia: Check this out! Both superstars are down.

Bowker: The both of them ran at each other at the same time.

Sylvia: Mitchell is slowly getting up.

Bowker: Well... so is Shootfighter!

Shootfighter connects with a Mitchell up for a

***Thailand Hammer************************

Sylvia: Shootfighter goes for the cover.

1
...
...
2
...
...
3!!!

Bowker: Shootfighter just hit the Thailand Hammer on Mitchell and won the match!

Melody Rivers:: And here`s your winner, Shootfighter!!!

Conquest fades to a PWA Logo.

There you have it, Credit goes to

Bondic, Nash, Lisa, Lee, Weapon X, Izzy, Packer,

©PWA Inc
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
B-Man
Member Avatar
The Owner, The Boss.
[ *  *  * ]
There you have it, uncoded but on time. This will be coded asap. Card goes up soon

Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
The Shadow Warrior
Member Avatar
Member
[ *  * ]
Great show

Good ratio of matches and segments

Keep it up.
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
1 user reading this topic (1 Guest and 0 Anonymous)
« Previous Topic · Shows · Next Topic »
Add Reply

Etavarium Theme created by Zeus00 and converted by Wolt of the ZetaBoards Theme Zone