Adrenaline 53: Ojeda vs Graves | Stevens vs Belmont

This week, PWX brought you a HUGE night of action, which featured two Pay Per View quality main event matches-for free on VERSUS. First up, PWX Grand Prix Champion John Ojeda battled the former Evolution and Tag Team Champion Josh Graves in a KOTDM Finals Rematch. Nothing was at stake but pride and vengence, as Graves was looking to avenge his loss to Ojeda at the KOTDM Tournament earlier this year.

Also, Ben Stevens made a HUGE defence of his PWX Hybrid Championship-facing the former Hybrid, NXTGN, and Tag Team Champion-the vixen known as Valerie Belmont! Who came out ontop in that exchange? Continue on to find out!

Tuesday, November 16th 2010

Charles Koch Arena

Witchita, KS

 

["Mission Statement" by Stone Sour blares through the arena-as the camera pans around to the ringside area.]

 

Crowd: PWX! PWX! PWX! PWX! PWX! PWX! PWX! PWX! PWX! PWX! PWX! PWX!

 

[The opening pyro shoots off, and we are LIVE on Versus with PWX Adrenaline 53. Instead of cutting to the announce table, we are sent to the ring-where Alexis Lace is waiting for our first match.]

 

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An Italian Debut

 

[The camera pans about the excited crowd when suddenly all of the lights in the arena go out.]

Ricky: What’s this? Did we lose power?

Chris: That can’t be, our headsets are still working and the exit signs are still lit up.

Ricky: Well then wha…

["Gravesend (Lake Of Fire)" begins to play over the arena's speakers as an already excited crowd begins to buzz with anticipation. A single spotlight comes on and shines on the stage where Giovanni Torrio is standing with his back turned to the crowd, his arms raised out to his sides to form a "T".]

Ricky: Who is that?

Chris: I’m honestly not sure. I’ve never seen him before.

[Once the words to the song begin, Torrio lowers his arms to his sides as he spins around to face the crowd. He flashes them a quick smile and then makes his way down the ramp toward the ring. He climbs up the steps, walks halfway across the apron and then vaults himself over the top rope and into the ring. He then walks over to Alexis Lace and asks for the microphone, which she hands over.]

Ricky: Well whoever he is it looks like he has something to say.

[The music dies down and the lights in the arena come back on as the man in the ring takes another look around at the crowd before raising the microphone to his face.]

Giovanni Torrio: Forza Italia. That is why I am here tonight in front of each and everyone of you tonight. For Italy. For everything that I was taught growing up, and for everything I’ve done with that knowledge. Pro Wrestling X, you may not know the name Giovanni Torrio right now, but I promise that soon it will become a household name across not only the wrestling world, but the entire world. My whole life I’ve done nothing but strive to be the best at what I do, and thus far I’ve succeeded each and every time. Now, it’s time for me to shine in whats been one of the biggest loves in my life…professional wrestling. I may not have the business in my bloodlines, or years of training and experience, but what I do have is determination and will that cannot be matched by anyone.

[Slight pop from the crowd for this obviously passionate speech.]

Giovanni Torrio: Tonight marks my professional wrestling debut, and the beginning of what I guarantee will be one hell of a ride up the ladder. Ladies and gentlemen my name is Giovanni Torrio, and I implore you to not forget it.

[Torrio drops the microphone to his side as "Gravesend (Lake Of Fire)" begins to play over the arena's speakers once again. The crowd, seemingly confused by the short speech they've just heard, stays rather quiet as Torrio hands the microphone back to Alexis Lace and begins to warm up for his match.]

 

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Match One:

Singles Match:

Giovanni Torrio vs Cash Money

 

Alexis: The following contest is your PWX Adrenaline 53 opening match! scheduled for one fall with a 10 minute time limit! Introducing first, Cash Money!

 

[The fans have a mixed reaction as Cash Money battle raps his way to the ring]

 

Alexis Lace: His opponent, currently in the ring, making his PWX debut..GIOVANNI..TORRIO!

 

 

Chris Caudill: Welcome to Adrenaline 53 folks-we’re kicking it off with action as new comer Giovanni Torrio takes on the perennial punching bag that is Cash Money.

 

Ricky Cravate: Little bit of a different format here tonight, isn’t it Chris?

 

[In the ring-the bell rings as the two lock up-and Torrio immediatly takes Cash Money over with an arm drag. The two get to their feet-as he delivers a quick kick to the stomach, and drops him with a nice DDT. He floats into the cover, but Cash Money kicks out at 1. Torrio picks him up-and shoots him into the ropes. He catches Money on the rebound with a neckbreaker as the fans begin to warm up to the newcomer. He picks up Cash Money, and drops him with a suplex before floating back into another cover:

 

ONE!

 

TWO--KICKOUT!

 

Torrio lifts Cash Money up-and shoots him into the ropes again. He telegraphs a backdrop-but Cash Money kicks him in the face. He than goes for a roaring elbow-but Torrio catches him and drops him with a hard Reverse STO]

 

Chris: Impressive shot there from Giovanni Torrio

 

Ricky: No doubt about that one Chris. It’s been all Torrio in this match.

 

[In the ring, he lifts him up and sets him up for a piledriver. He yells to the crowd before hitting Cash Money with the Morte Italiano. He rolls Cash Money into the cover:

 

ONE!

 

TWO!

 

THREE!!!

 

The bell rings as his music reprises, and the ref holds up his hand.]

 

Alexis Lace: Your winner, Giovanni Torrio!

 

Chris: Impressive debut!

 

Ricky: The Italian made quick work of the gangster rapper. Looks like its back to the YouTube Battle Raps for that kid!

 

[Giovanni heads up the ramp, as we fade to the back.]

 

[b]WINNER: GIOVANNI TORRIO[/b]

 

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We love when the newer guys send in segments. BONUS POINTS!

 

[Tweeder is walking around in the backstage area looking for a place where he can smoke before someone from the ACLU or The Truth.com starts to complain and hit him with a fine. He finds a corner and lights his cigarette up when Alexander StarrZoe walks up. Tweeder hands him and spare fag which Starr takes, but he has a dead serious look on his face.]

Tweeder: Ah Starr, I was just about to contact you. I have some information you might like.

Starr: What kind of information?

Tweeder: Remember how you were shot at the OWC event in Guatemala?

Starr: Yeah, what about it?

Tweeder: Well I have had someone contact me about the shooter who might be related to who shot me several years ago.

Starr: So what does that have to do with me?

Tweeder: I’m thinking we have been shot by the same person. Someone who used to go by the name The Dove.

Starr: As in the bird?

Tweeder: Yeah and he was some type of Beatles freak.

Starr: Are you sure?

Tweeder: Positive. I don’t have much information, but as soon as I find out more, I will contact you.

Starr: You better.

Tweeder: Trust me when I say I want this guy just as bad as you do. I’ll make you a deal.

Starr: What kind of deal?

Tweeder: You can do what you want with The Dove, but I get his boss Michael Rak. It is a win-win for both of us. I know Rak is behind all of this so we both get our revenge.

Starr: I like it. You have yourself a deal.

Tweeder: In the mean time, if you hear anything, let me know.

Starr: And why would I do that?

Tweeder: For the sake of business and to make sure we both get what we want.

[Deciding the ACLU and whoever else hates smoking, Tweeder walks away and heads towards his locker room.]

 

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Chris: Some sort of partnership between two of PWX’s newest stars?

 

Ricky: Looks like it!

 

Chris: Well everyone, what a way to kick off the 53rd episode of Adrenaline-right here on Versus!

 

Ricky: We’ve gone 53 episodes without changing networks, or getting canceled, or randomly changing days….oh..wait.

 

Chris: We’ve already heard some interesting words from Starr and Tweeder-both of whom we’ll see in action later tonight.

 

Ricky: And Giovanni Torrio kicked the crap out of Cash Money!

 

Chris: Which isn’t really news, we kind of all expected that one.

 

Ricky: Let’s send it to Alexis-for match two of this LOADED Adrenaline!

 

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Match Two:

Singles Match:

Alexander “Starr” Sarrzoe vs “The Prophecy” Nick Riot

 

Starr slowly walks down to the ring while his music plays, and pyrotechnics shoot off while he stands at the center of the ramp. Once he stands on the turnbuckles, more pyro goes off around the rafters.

 

Alexis Lace: The following contest is singles action, scheduled for one fall with a 10 minute time limit. First, making his PWX Debut. Alexander Starrzoe!

 

[Nick Riot comes out with black pants on, and a cross necklace around his neck, to green dimmed lights, and fans immediately booing him as soon as the opening riffs for Hollywood Undead's hit song begins. Walking to the ring, Riot makes a straight walk, with no acknowledgement from fans whatsoever, and slowly walks up the steps, and slithers inside the ring.]

 

Alexis Lace: His opponent..The Prophecy..Nick Riot!

 

[The two face off as the bell rings. The two lock up-but Starr immediatly goes on the attack, delivers a flurry of offensive strikes to Riot. He shoots him into the ropes-and on the rebound drops him with a hard samoan drop. He bridges into the cover-but Riot kicks out at one. He sighs and picks him up, delivering another series of hard strikes to the head. He rocks Riot with a hard belly to back suplex-sending him into the ropes. He goes back on the attack-but Riot lowblows him. He gets up and delivers a hard knee smash to the face, before dropping Starr with an STO. He goes for a cross arm bar-but Starr is close enough to the ropes to break the hold.]

 

Chris: These fans don’t like either men in this match.

 

Ricky: But i think Starr has the edge. He’s a former CWC Hardcore Champion!

 

Chris: And he beat James Silkk, twice!

 

Ricky: Really? That’s not really a bullet point on a resume there kid.

 

[In the ring, Riot lifts Starr out of the ropes-and shoots Starr into the far side of the ring. On the rebound-he goes for a flapjack, but Starr counters it with a desperation head scissors-which sends Riot into the corner. Starr follows it up with a running lariat-knocking the Prophecy down. He quickly goes for a cover:

 

ONE!

 

TW--KICKOUT!

 

He lifts him up-and makes a cut throat motion, before lifting him up and dropping him with The Starr Driver. The growd boo's loudly as Starr gets to his feet-and climbs the top rope. He dives off with a 450 splash, and connects with Nick Riot.]

 

Chris: He calls that move, The Rising Starr!

 

[He hooks the leg, and goes for the cover:

 

ONE!

 

TWO!

 

THREE!!!

 

The bell rings as the ref holds up Starr's hand. and his music reprises.]

 

WINNER: Alexander “Starr” Starrzoe

 

Chris: Another impressive debut for Starr here in PWX!

 

Ricky: The new guys are going to be taking over PWX sooner than later!

 

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This May Or May Not Be A Filler Segment.

 

[The scene fades to the back, where JPO is on his cellphone, sitting behind his desk.]

 

JPO: He’s what? Look, Lillith-I understand John can be a pig headed idiot sometimes-but he NEEDS to get that surgery done. The doctors said he might not walk much longer if that bone chip is not removed from his spine! Look, drug him up, trick him. do whatever it takes. He needs that surgery and….what? Okay, just make sure he does it. Bye sis.

 

[JPO hangs up his phone. All of a sudden it beeps with a text message alert.]

 

JPO: Huh?

 

[He picks it up, and reads it over. A look of confusion is on his face, and than it turns to a smile.]

 

JPO: Heh, welcome back man…welcome back.

 

[He sets the phone down, and gets up-and heads out the door. The camera pans around to the phone-where the text message is still up on the screen.]

 

“2127652987: looks like i’ll be coming back sooner than later – evj”

 

With that, the scene fades to black.

 

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Chris: Who could of sent JPO that text message?

 

Ricky: It’s obviously someone from PWX’s past, but “evj”? who the hell is that?

 

Chris: No idea, but lets send it to Alexis for match three-JJ Hart vs Luke Blue!

 

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Match Three:

Singles Match:

JJ Hart vs Luke Blue

 

[The opening bell rings, and the two circle each other, and Luke Blue offers a handshake.]

 

Chris: Luke Blue following the code of honor tonight.

 

Ricky: But will the devious JJ Hart do the same?

 

[JJ Hart goes to accept, but instead nails Blue in the face with a hard forearm shot. He sends Luke reeling into the ropes, and than shoots him off toward a turnbuckle. Blue collides with it face first, and stumbles backwards as Hart delivers a hard heel kick off the ropes. He drops down for a quick cover-but Blue is able to kick out after one.]

 

Ricky: JJ Hart had an impressive debut last week, he would love to knock off Luke Blue in his second PWX Match.

 

Chris: Luke Blue has not been having the best of luck as of late. You know he would LOVE to turn that around here as well, and play spoiler to JJ Hart’s rising star status.

 

[In the ring, Hart picks him up and drops him with an inverted atomic drop-before rocking him with a double arm DDT. He smirks as he lifts Blue up-and shoves him into the corner, delivers a flurry of offensive strikes. He lifts him up-and goes for a top rope hurricanranna-but Luke Blue counters it with a sit out power bomb off the top rope. He rolls to the floor-after killing Harts momentum dead-and tries to regain his breath and composure. At the same time, Hart begins recovering in the ring. The ref begins counting Luke Blue out as well.

 

1.....

 

2.......

 

3.......

 

4.....

 

Luke Blue goes to the side of the ring-wher ehe is met with a baseball slide from JJ Hart-sending him into the railing. He than goes for an Asai Moonsault to the floor-but Blue rolls out of the way and Hart crashes into the railing as the fans pop loudly. He gets to his feet-and delivers a hard chop to Hart, before sliding him back into the ring. He climbs in and rolls him up:

 

ONE

 

TWO--KICKOUT]

 

Chris: JJ Hart has proved fairly resilient in this match.

 

Ricky: I think we’re about to see Luke Blue explode though. He’s had enough of JJ Hart, and he wants to get back in the hunt.

 

[Blue picks up Hart-and tries to shoot him into the corner. Hart reverses it-and sends Blue right into the turnbuckle. He runs after him, but Blue grabs the turnbuckle and leapfrogs over Hart. He puts the break on, and turns around as Blue hits a spear out of nowhere.]

 

Luke Blue: BANG! MOTHERFUCKER!

 

Crowd: BMF! BMF! BMF! BMF!

 

Chris: BMF! THE BMF! LUKE BLUE JUST HIT THE BMF OUT OF NOWHERE!

 

Ricky: The tides they are a changin’

 

[Blue picks up Hart, and throws him to the ropes-hitting him with a hard flapjack. Hart gets to his knee-and takes a dropkick to the face for his efforts as the fans cheer wildly. Blue points to Hart, and lifts him up and drops him a rope hung neckbreaker, as the crowd cheers louder with each shot. He goes for a cover:

 

ONE!

 

TWO!

 

TH--KICKOUT!

 

Blue sighs as he lifts Hart up-and shoots him into the ropes. He telegraphs a backdrop, and takes a kick to the teeth for his trouble. Hart goes for a hurricanranna again-but Blue counters it and hits him with the Blue Thunder as crowd roars loudly. He rolls Hart up into the pin:

 

ONE!

 

TWO!

 

THREE!!!

 

The bell rings as Luke Blues music plays.

 

Alexis Lace: Here is your winner...Luke...Blue!!

 

WINNER: Luke Blue

 

Chris: Impressive win for Luke Blue.

 

Ricky: He's back! and he's getting back in the thick of things here in PWX competition!

 

Chris: And it looks like JJ Hart has to go back to the drawing board. Impressive showing for this kid as well.

 

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Official PWX End Game 2010 Theme Song

 

Tuesday, December 14th 2010
Mandalay Bay Event Center
Las Vegas, NV
Official Theme Music: “This Day We Fight” by Megadeth

 

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Match Four:

Singles Match:

Johnny Moxie vs Johnny Saint

 

[The fans have a mixed reaction, as Saint and Moxie are both in the ring.]

 

Chris: We have Johnny Moxie, the first ever two time Evolution Champion in one corner…

 

Ricky: And opposing him-we have Johnny Saint. This young up and comer has been in some serious battles, and while his won/loss record is FAR from perfect-he continues to impress management with his performance in the ring.

 

Chris: I do believe Saint will be looking for his first win here in PWX, against a raging Johnny Moxie.

 

[The bell rings as the two lock up in the center of the ring. Saint takes Moxie over with a side head lock-but Moxie rolls out of it. The two get to their feet-and Saint again goes behind Moxie, and this time hits a nice takedown, before floating over into a front chancery. The fans begin getting behind Saint-as he applies the pressure to Moxie's neck. Moxie gets to a knee-and Saint lets go, only to nail a hard martial arts kick to the head of the former Evo Champion.

 

ONE---KICKOUT!

 

Saint lifts him up-and shoots him into the ropes and catches him with a spine buster. He quickly rolls up Moxie again:

 

ONE!

 

TWO--KICKOUT!]

 

Chris: Saint would LOVE to put Moxie out, and make a huge name for himself here tonight.

 

[In the ring, Saint picks up Moxie and shoves him into the corner. He rushes him with kicks and chops, before delivering a hard round house kick. Moxie falls to a knee-and leans into the middle ropes. Saint uses the opprotunity to pick him up-and drop him with a hangman across the top rope. He follows that up with a belly to belly suplex-and a quick pinfall attempt:

 

ONE!

 

TWO!

 

TH--KICKOUT!]

 

Chris: This match has been all Saint.

 

Ricky: Moxie needs to get back in it.

 

[In the ring, Saint lifts him up-and shoots him to the ropes. He runs after him-but Moxie holds the ropes and sending Saint to the floor. The fans boo as Moxie runs the ropes-and dives through with a suicide dive-crashing into Saint on the floor. Moxie gets to his feet-and smirks as he puts the boots to Saint, just laying in the attack. He picks him up-and bashes his head into the steel ring steps. Moxie smirks as he climbs up the steps, and delivers a hard boot to the back of his head. Saint screams in pain as he stumbles back-and Moxies comes off the apron with a diving lariat. The ref orders them to get into the ring, and Moxie slides in. He smirks and flips the ref off, before rolling back out to the floor to continue the abuse. The ref begins his count.

 

1.....

 

Moxie picks up Saint, and throws him into the railing, before delivering a hard kick to the chest.

 

2.....

 

He picks him up-and drapes him across the railing, He goes for a Yazuka kick, but Saint ducks and grabs Moxie by the back of the head-and drives him down to the railing.

 

3.........

 

4........

 

Saint gets up-and climbs over the railing, crawling toward the ring. Moxie gets up and drops an elbow across the back of his head.

 

5......

 

 

6............

 

7...........

 

Moxie locks in a crossface type submission, on the floor-and Saint begins tapping out. The ref doesn't acknowledge it though, because they're not in the ring.

 

8................

 

9.................]

 

Chris: Remember folks, PWX holds a 20 count on the floor!

 

Ricky: And I don’t think Moxie cares about it. He’s sending a message not only to Johnny Saint, but to Ashley Graves, and to everyone else out there. Moxie is a man to be reckoned with.

 

[On the floor, Moxie lets the hold go, and smiles as he picks up Saint by the arm-and drops him with a neckbreaker across his leg.

 

10............

 

He picks him back up-and slams him head first into the apron, before delivering a hard series of shots to the back.  He goes to shoot him up the ramp-but Saint reverses it and knocks Moxie down with a hard lariat. Both men collapse to the floor as the crowd begins to get behind Saint as he holds his arm in pain.

 

11..........

 

12..........

 

Saint gets to his feet first, and is soon followed by Moxie. He rolls into the ring-and Moxie follows him in. Saint goes on the attack, delivering a pair of kicks to the back of Moxie. He lifts him up-but with only one arm. Weakened, he shoves Moxie into a corner, and drives his shoulder into Moxie's ribs. He than lifts him up onto the turnbuckle-but Moxie fights out of it, delivering a kick to the injured arm. He hits Saint with a tornado DDT out of the corner, and quickly rolls into the cover:

 

ONE!

 

TWO!!

 

THR--KICKOUT!

 

Saint is able to roll the good shoulder up-but barely. Moxie sighs and climbs up the turnbuckle, and hits the In-Moxi-Cation. He rolls Saint up after that:

 

ONE!

 

TWO!!

 

THREE!!!!

 

The bell rings as his music reprises.]

 

Chris: Big time win there for Moxie.

 

Ricky: I’m sure he has that rematch with Ashley Graves in his sights.

 

WINNER: JOHNNY MOXIE

 

Moxie heads up the ramp, as we cut back to the commentary table.

 

Chris: Another impressive showing though for Johnny Saint.

 

Ricky: I know JPO has been impressed with this guy, but you have got to ask yourself-when is Saint due for a win?

 

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More Filler with JPO, except this time-we’re actually announcing matches for next week!

 

[Johnny Moxie heads through the curtain, and is met by JPO, who has a stern look on his face.]

 

JPO: Moxie, you know what-while I do agree with some of your methods. I like you kid. You have a bright future, and I think its time you were put a little bit more….to the test.

 

Moxie: Meaning?

 

JPO: Well, next week-we’re going to have a match involving 3 former Evolution Champions. Here’s the kicker though-the winner of the match wont get an Evo Title shot, but will be facing the Hybrid Champion at End Game. Hows that for moving up the ladder!

 

[JPO smirks as he walks past Moxie, who grins slightly. Johnny Saint is coming through the curtain, and is also met by JPO.]

 

JPO: Johnny, Johnny Saint. Listen-good match, and like always you gave it your all. Now, I know you came up a little short-but that’s cool. You see, next week I’m adding you to a Four Corner Survival Match, involving Luke Blue, and the two new guys-Starr and Torrio. The winner of that match will be recognized as the Number One Contender to the Evolution Championship-and will face the champion at End Game.

 

[Saint smirks as JPO pats him on the back.]

 

JPO: Good luck.

 

[He walks out of frame as Saint smiles.]

 

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Even more filler, but we hype a match this time!

Chris: Two HUGE Matches announced for next weeks Adrenaline 54!

 

Ricky: We will be LIVE from Oklahoma City next week. Those matches will obviously have big implications on End Game.

 

Chris: But so will our next match. Newcomer Tweeder will take on Jeremiah Belmont, and JPO has instructed the ref that this match will be contested as “Relaxed Rules”.

 

Ricky: What exactly does that mean Chris?

 

Chris: There can be a DQ, but the ref is told to be very lax on what he allows and doesn’t allow.

 

Ricky: This match is going to be violent, isn’t it.

 

Chris: Exactly. Tweeder loves the violence-and Jeremiah Belmont has a date with destiny at End Game. He gets his big match with John Ojeda, and the Grand Prix Championship will be on the line!

 

Ricky: Let’s send it to ringside, for that huge match!

 

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Match Five

Made A Relaxed Rules Match Because John Wanted To Write Something With Weapons Match

Tweeder vs Jeremiah Bemont

 

[The lights dim down down to where you can barely see the entrance while 'We don't die' starts to play. At the 20 second mark in the song, Tweeder casually walks out pulling a shopping cart full of 'toys' to be used in the match. After looking around to absorb the reaction of the crowd, Tweeder walks down to the ring and is not afraid to let the crowd knows what he thinks. ]

 

Ricky: Tweeder made his debut last week, and was impressive to say the least.

 

Chris: But this week, he is up against a man who has done everything here in PWX.

 

Ricky: That’s right. Tag Team, Hybrid, Grand Prix, Legends Cup. He’s done it all here in PWX.

 

Chris: At End Game, he’ll have a chance to become the second man-behind Brad Jackson-to become a Three Time PWX World Champion. To Mr. Jeremiah Belmont, Tweeder is just a rung on that ladder to the top.

 

[Vox Populi blares over the PA System as Jeremiah Belmont confidently steps out from behind the curtains and walks straight towards the ring, ready to engage in battle with Tweeder. He climbs into the ring and stands in his corner as the referee does his routine, before signaling for the bell and the start of the match.]

Chris: Be that as it may, Tweeder is also looking to capitalize on this match. He knows that while focused, Jeremiah might have his mind on the Grand Prix Title, and he might be more apt to slip up, and make a mistake.

 

Ricky: And its that one mistake-could cost Jeremiah not only this match, but the GPC at End Game!

[Tweeder explodes out of his corner looking to decapitate Jeremiah and end the match early with a clothesline, but Jeremiah manages to duck underneath it. Tweeder stops dead in his tracks and turns around, coming eye to eye with his adversary who has already begun to throw a hard right hand towards him. Tweeder blocks, and throws one of his own which connects with the lower jaw of the male Belmont, leaving him unhurt, but enraged. Paying no mind to the attack he took, Belmont throws another right hand towards Tweeder and catches him area of the jaw, before getting nailed with yet another hard punch from Tweeder!]

Chris: Tweeder looks confident. The former OWC Champion knows what its like to be on the top of the mountain, and he will stop at nothing to get there here in PWX as well.

 

Ricky: Does that explain his newfound alliance with Mr. Starrzoe?

 

Chris: Most likely.

[Knowing that he cannot win like this, Tweeder takes the initiative and kicks Jeremiah in the sternum, causing him to double over in pain before whipping him off the rope and catching him as he came back with a standing clothesline, taking the former Grand Prix Champion off of his feet for the first time in this match-up. Jeremiah quickly gets to his knees only to be nailed in the temple by several hard punches from Tweeder that knock him back down, and force him to roll out of the ring to recover.]

Ricky: You can see that fire in Miah’s eyes. He wants to end this match early, and end it impactfully.

 

Chris: He’s a man on a mission, a man possessed. He would not only love to be the man to end Ojeda’s title run, but knock Brad Jackson off that pedastal as the only three time World Champion in PWX History.

[Knowing that he is at a disadvantage when it comes to strength, Jeremiah decides to resort to his superior experience and attempts to roll into the ring, causing Tweeder to try and grab him, only for Belmont to roll back out and latch onto the big mans legs. Using all his force, he manages to pull Tweeder off of his feet, before slamming the inside of his knee against the turnbuckle while the referee finally decides to begin the ten count.]

 

Chris: Like I said, Jeremiah will not let up. I don’t think he so much as cares about winning this match, but steam rolling though Tweeder and making sure he stays in control on the drive to Vegas.

 

[Tweeder screams in pain as Jeremiah repeatedly rams his legs into the steel post, hoping to take away the mans size advantage by keeping him off his feet. As the referee reaches nine, Jeremiah rolls back into the ring and stomps on the knee of Tweeder a few times before picking him up, and propping him in the corner. Miah backs himself up into the other corner, preparing to get a running start and possible spear his opponent.]

 

Ricky: I think Miah is going for the kill.

[Miah bursts from his corner at full speed, but Tweeder manages to lift his good leg up and slam the heel of his boot directly into the head of Jeremiah, causing him to collapse to the mat. Realizing he has created an opening, Tweeder remembers the change in the match and rolls out of the ring, favoring his left leg while limping towards the shopping cart full of toys.]

 

Chris: This is what we were afraid of. Relaxed Rules are completely coming into play.

 

Ricky: Both men should feel fairly at home. We know Jeremiah has no issue with pain-be it self inflicted or otherwise.

 

Chris: And we know Tweeder has a history of being ultra violent.

 

Ricky: Censors…get ready.

 

[Jeremiah begins to stir in the ring and is quick to notice Tweeder outside. Worried that he might find something large, and that the referee might allow it's usage, he gathers up all his energy and scurries out of the ring in an attempt to stop Tweeder. However, as he approaches him, Tweeder turns around and clocks him upside his head with a stop sign! The referee looks on in shock as he contemplates disqualifying Tweeder, but ultimate decides to allow it, while informing him not to do it again. Not wanting to lose, Tweeder tosses the sign aside and rolls Jeremiah into the ring, and quickly follows up with a pinfall attempt.]

One…

…Two…

…Thr–No!

[At that last second, Jeremiah manages to kick out of the hold as Tweeder looks on in shock, unable to comprehend the situation. After coming to grips with reality, Tweeder grabs Jeremiah by the hair and begins to lift him to his feet as Miah sees an opening to strike and make him pay for the cheap stop sign attack. With a smile on his face, Jeremiah lifts his arm up and connects with a hard uppercut to Tweeders groin, causing him to double over in pain, before having his head driven hard into the mat, busting him wide open. Jeremiah looks towards the referee for the final verdict, who tells him he's safe before going for the pin.]

One…

…Two…

…Thre–No!

[Somehow, Tweeder managed to overcome the pain and kicked out while Jeremiah just smiled. Jeremiah lifts Tweeder to his feet and locks him up, and delivers a picture perfect belly to belly suplex, before doing another. On the third attempt, however, Tweeder manages to block it and delivers a massive headbutt to Jeremiah, forcing him to let go of the hold and reducing his vision as the blood from Tweeders wounds enter his eyes.]

Chris: That is a crimson mask Tweeder is wearing.

 

Ricky: Jeremiah’s not much better off.

 

Chris: These two are going to kill each other.

 

Ricky: Anything to move up the ladder here in PWX

 

Chris: Or in Miah’s case, stay towards the top of it.

[Jeremiah takes a step back to try and create some space to clean out his eyes as Tweeder notices the opening and attempts another big boot, but Jeremiah manages to avoid the attack by sheer luck when he darts to the side to wipe his eyes on the shirt of the referee! Tweeder misses the attack and ends up hanging himself groin first on the ropes, screaming in pain. Now able to see again, Jeremiah notices this and begins to stalk his opponent.]

 

Chris: The former champion is a shark who smells blood in the water.

 

Ricky: And he’s going in for the kill.

 

[As Tweeder untangles himself, he turns unknowingly turns around and gets his head taken off by The Rapture! Tweeder hits the mat hard and Jeremiah is quick to cover him.]

One…

…Two…

…Three!

[The referee signals for the bell as Jeremiah raises to his feet, looking down over the fallen athlete with a confident smile on his face.]

 

WINNER: Jeremiah Belmont

 

Chris: Amazing match.

 

Ricky: Amazing display of athleticism, and ability in that contest Chris.

 

Chris: They nearly killed each other.

 

Ricky: I know, but I didnt want to word it that way.

 

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Revenge is only the Beginning

[Mr. Executive Brian Hollywood is seen walking backstage. The sound of cheers can be heard from the crowd from the arena. Hollywood is turns the corner of the hallway when he is approached by Shawn Lester. Shawn gets Hollywood's attention as Hollywood turns around and sees Shawn. Hollywood rolls his eyes and smiles as he approaches Shawn. Shawn has a microphone is his hand as he starts to speak to Hollywood.]

Shawn: Mr. Hollywood, first off all welcome back to PWX. It’s good to have you back here.

Hollywood just nods his head. Shawn continues.

Shawn: Mr. Hollywood, as many of us know already, ever since your return you’ve been out to get Ojeda. What do we expect to see coming from your match tonight against Jenna Himmler?

Shawn holds the mic towards Hollywood. Hollywood smiles and looks at Shawn for a bit. Hollywood pats Shawn on the back as he speaks.

Hollywood: You know, I missed you too Shawn. I missed having someone to pick on! I may have missed you, but I still don’t like you.

The crowd laughs as Hollywood pats Shawn on the back again. Shawn smiles and shakes his head.

Shawn: Well, what can I say? I guess some things just never change.

Hollywood: Anyways Shawn, down to business. Ever since my return, I have been trying to exact my revenge on Ojeda. Everyone knows what kind of a man Ojeda is. He’s sick, he’s demented and he’s sure as hell is not afraid to attack whomever he wants.

Hollywood pauses as Shawn asks another question.

Shawn: Hollywood, Ojeda had some harsh words to say about you the other week. He mentioned the fact that you had no friends here and that you were all alone in a fight that you never even won. What does that mean to you?

Hollywood: Shawn, obviously Ojeda is trying to bring me down. However, based upon my past, I can fairly evaluate my friends here in PWX. Let’s be honest…I can count them on one hand, if I’m even lucky to have just one around here. Ojeda is full of words. His words mean no harm to me. As a matter of a fact, I’m probably the only one who isn’t scared of him around here. I know how the man thinks and I’m not afraid to show him just how much I know about him.

The crowd cheers and starts a Hollywood chant.

Hollywood: Hell, I’ve heard all this talk about a new business associate Ojeda has. It means absolutely nothing to me! Hell, I wouldn’t be surprised if Ojeda stooped down to his associates level and make his associate try and take me out. If he tries that, I will only further prove how much of a coward Ojeda is. But I’m actually about to go out there and find out just how much of a coward Jenna Himmler is. That is, if she didn’t take any of my advice. What ever the case Shawn, know that Revenge is merely the beginning in my plans to rid PWX of the flith that is John Ojeda. You can bet that as an Executive Promise!

The crowd cheers loudly as Hollywood walks off down the hallway leaving Shawn standing alone.

 

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Match Six

Singles Match:
Brian Hollywood vs Jenna Himmler

 

Chris: Ladies and Gentlemen, its time for a huge match.

 

Ricky: Brian Hollywood, is a former 2 Time World Champion. Jenna Himmler is the winner of the 2010 Future Legends Cup. These two forces are about to collide-with alot of the line.

 

Chris: It’s no secret, that Jenna and John have been having some issues as of late. Rumor has it that Jenna will be taking her title opprotunity she was promised when she won the FLC at Never Say Die-as early as next week!

 

Ricky: Which would make Ojedas first title defense….interesting-to say the least.

 

Chris: Let’s send it to Alexis, where both of our competitors are in the ring.

 

[The camera cuts to the arena-where Jenna is in the ring, holding her FLC Trophy. Across the ring is Brian Hollywood-stretching on the ropes. The ref calls for the bell, and orders them to follow the code of honor. Jenna refuses, yelling at Hollywood, because her man took him out. Hollywood just smirks and smacks her as the bell rings. Jenna goes on the attack-delivering a series of forearm shots to the head of Mr. Hollywood. She shoots him into the ropes-and comes back with a hard hook kick-knocking the former champion down. He gets to his feet-and goes for a lariat of his own-but Jenna ducks and hits a backslide-trying to end the match quickly.

 

ONE!

 

TWO--Hollywood rolls out, and quickly pulls Jenna up-and than back down with a hard DDT. The fans cheer as Hollywood floats over into the cover of his own:

 

ONE!

TWO---Kickout.

 

Hollywood sighs as he grabs her arm. He locks his legs around both her arm, and her head-going for a beautiful submission hold.]

 

Ricky: Why do I have a feeling this is not the first time shes had her head between another mans legs?

 

[In the ring-Jenna is able to roll to the ropes-and force Hollywood to break the hold. He lets go, and quickly delivers a kick to the chest-as the crowd cheers. He lifts her up, and shoots her toward the ropes. He comes back-and goes for a sleeping neckbreaker, but Jenna counters it with a firemans carry. After the move-she locks Hollywood in the same submission hold he had her in-as the crowd boo's loudly.]

 

Chris: Jenna showing she can hang with the main event players here in PWX.

 

Ricky: And Ben Stevens was a walk in the park?

 

[In the ring-Hollywood fights out of the hold and gets to a knee. Himmler rolls out, and goes for a huge kick to the side of Hollywoods head-but he ducks and takes her legs out from under her. He floats over and goes for a front chancery-but Himmler tries to battle out. She gets to her feet, and hits a northern lights suplex. She bridges for the pin:

 

ONE!

 

TWO--KICKOUT!]

 

Chris: We have to cut to a commercial, but we’ll be back with the conclusion of this bout.

 

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Chris: We’re back, and Hollywood is in control once again.

 

Ricky: Exactly, during the break-Himmler went for a diving lariat and was caught with a beautiful cutter out of nowhere.

 

Chris; Since than, Brian Hollywood has been dominating the FLC Winner.

 

[In the ring-Hollywood shoots Himmler into the ropes and delivers a nice high knee. He smirks as he lifts her up-and sets her up for a Death Valley Driver. She slides off and hits a lowblow-rolling Hollywood up:

 

ONE!

TWO!

 

TH--KICKOUT!

 

She continues on the attack, delivering a flurry of strikes to the former champion. She picks him up-and throws him into the turnbuckle.  She runs at him-but he gets the boot up and delivers a hard kick to the head. It dazes her, sending her stepping backwards as Hollywood hits her with the Executive Promise.]

 

Chris: There we go!

 

[Hollywood goes for the pin:

ONE!

 

TWO!

THREE!!!

 

The bell rings as Hollywood rolls to the floor.]

 

WINNER: Brian Hollywood

Hollywood: Tell Ojeda, I’m coming for him…..

 

[Hollywood heads up the ramp, and dissapears behind the curtain. Ojeda comes out a few moments later, and he and Jenna begin arguing on the ramp. The camera cant get in close enough to hear their exact words, but the discussion ends with Jenna slapping the taste out of Ojeda. We fade to black.

 

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Kinky?

Backstage hallway]

 

[The crowd gives off a somewhat surprised cheer as we cut to Wendy Briese walking through the hallways. After all, when the WhirlyBirdz take a show off, they tend to actually take a show off. But nonetheless, it does appear that despite not competing, the tag team champions have found just cause to make the trip to Wichita this evening. Even so, Wendy's obviously not dressed to compete, wearing a pale green cardigan sweater and a pair of jeans in lieu of her traiditional ring gear. She's walking through the hallways with purpose this evening, apparently looking for something as she strolls through the corridor. Finally, she stops at a door, and looks at the sign posted on it]

 

GLOBAL REVOLUTION

 

[As the crowd cheers in anticipation of the inevitable confrontation between one-half of the tag champions and their upcoming opponents, Wendy raises her arm, and knocks on the door, three quick raps]

 

[Nothing happens]

 

[Wendy stands patiently, then knocks again, again getting no response. Frowning at catching GR out of their locker room, Wendy shrugs and moves to walk away. She stops, however, as she hears sounds coming through the door. Her face turning into a comical mask of confusion. Wendy presses her ear to the door, trying to listen to the sounds coming from the other side.]

 

[We can hear it too. Its... mariachi music?]

 

[Wendy tries knocking again, harder, but the third time is not a charm. With no other options, Wendy shoots a helpless glance over at the camera, then shrugs, and pulls the handle on the door, pushing it open.]

 

[The scene is almost comical as Jacob, blindfolded, swings wildly with a broomstick, trying to hit the piñata strung from the ceiling. Antonio (wisely) is crouched behind an overturned table. Antonio see's Wendy entering the door and an 'oh shit' look crosses his face. He pounces over the table as Jacob, aware of the movement Wendy has made, swings at her, thinking her to be the piñata . Before he makes contact, Antonio tackles his tag team partner. Jacob rolls through, springing to his feet as he pulls off his blindfold. He has his back to Wendy, unaware that she's even in the room.]

 

Jacob Wright: No fair! You’ra cheat! I almost had that one and you knew it!

 

[Needless to say, nearly getting killed by a blinfolded maniac was hardly what Wendy had expected upon opening the door, and as Wright bears down on Antonio, she looks completely torn between grabbing the broomstick from Jacob's hands and hitting him with it, or shaking her head in disgust and leaving. So for the moment, she stays put, utterly bemused.]

 

[Antonio mearly points behind Jacob, a slight smirk covering his face. Jacob turns around, his jaw dropping as he sees the 'Bird'.]

 

Jacob: Oh my God, I’m so sorry. I didn’t realize we had a match this week!

 

[The look of confusion on Wendy's face is almost comical. Almost]

 

Wendy: Um… you don’t have a match this week. At least that I know of.

 

[Jacob looks back at her with a matching expression.]

 

Jacob: Oh, okay then. Cake?

 

[Antonio shakes his head as he playfully pushes his partner.]

 

Antonio: I think what my friend here is trying to say… hello Wendy, what brings you to our fiesta?

 

[Wendy, wondering what the hell she had just gotten herself into, seems to come to from her dazed trance, and attepts a cordial smile]

 

Wendy: Sorry to interrupt your… um… thing. But its been over a week since Terrence and I made our special offer to you, and we hadn’t heard back from either of you yet, so I figured I should check up on you.

 

[Jacob smiles, covering up his ignorance.]

 

Jacob: Umm…yeah, your… offer. Yeah, that one is…. which offer?

 

[Wendy sighs, and rubs her forehead with her right hand, as if she has a migraine]

 

Wendy: You get to choose the match type for our upcoming tag title defense against you.

 

[Antonio shrugs and sighs.]

 

Antonio: Jacob… remember how they granted us another chance at their titles? We get to pick the stips remember?

 

[A devious smile crosses Jacob's lips.]

 

Jacob: Oh yeah… I remember now, we talked about this. Okay, okay, here it is, this is going to be the most…. dastardly extreme match in the history of dastardly extreme matches… it’s going to be a thousand thumbtack, burning scaffolding, ladder, table, and freezing piss on a rope match!!!

 

[Dual face-palms from Wendy and Toni.]

 

Wendy: [to Antonio] Please, for the love of God, tell me he’s not serious.

 

Antonio: [to Wendy] Now do you see why I came back? I think he might be serious though but no worries, when Jacob wasn’t on his candy-fed sugar high, we discussed it and we decided that we don’t want nothing to distract from the match. When you put stipulations on it, Jacob turns it into a game. I hate crazy deathmatches and , bluntly, I think they’re kinda useless. I know how you feel about weapons too. Can’t we just have a regular, two-on-two tag match?

 

[Wendy suddenly breaks into a smile]

 

Wendy: If that’s what you want. That’s what we’ll have. Honestly, that’s the way I prefer it to, but Terrence and I felt that with you guys being cheated out of a legitimate chance against us by Ojeda, that it was only fair that you guys get the choice.
go

 

[Jacob looks back and forth at the two.]

 

Jacob: We could have it in an electrified cage of death to make sure Ojeda can’t get in?

 

Antonio/Wendy: No!

 

Antonio: Wendy, no worries. We’re looking forward to this as much as you are. Good luck Wendy, we look forward to finishing what we started.

 

[He extends his hand out

 

[Wendy pauses for just a second, and takes it, her expression turning polite, but serious]

 

Wendy: Best of luck to you both as well. We’ll see you next week.

 

[She turns towards Jacob as well, and shakes his hand too. As she releases, however, she suddenly grabs the broomstick from a startled Jacob, wheels, and smashes it into the pinata. The papermache party favor cracks wide open from the blow, candy raining down on the three occupants of the room. Wendy simply bends down, and picks up a couple Tootsie Pops, turning back to Jacob and Antonio]

 

Wendy: My favorite candy. You gentlemen have a good night.

 

[Wendy leaves the room, and Jacob and Antonio stare after her, Antonio looking fairly amused, but Jacob looks upset]

 

Jacob: So much for being above cheating! She wasn’t even wearing a blindfold!

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The Time Has Come

[The camera comes on in the parking lot; showing John Ojeda yet again on his cell phone.]

John Ojeda: I know. I know. Don’t you worry about it. The time has come. We’ve got this.

[John laughs a bit.]

John Ojeda: You know what to do. You can do this.

[John turns and sees the camera.]

John Ojeda: Yeah, after the show we’ll all go get some drinks.

[John smiles at the camera crew.]

John Ojeda: Yeah, Jenna’s on board. She bitched a little bit, but she knows not to question me.

[Jenna walks by the camera crew and towards John.]

John Ojeda: I’ll see you in a bit. Aight, bye.

Jenna Himmler: Just the man I was looking for.

John Ojeda: What’s up?

Jenna Himmler: You know how you’ve been talking a lot of shit to me.

John Ojeda: You’re still on that shit.

Jenna Himmler: Yeah, I am. And next week… it’s time for you to nut up or shut up.

John Ojeda: What do you mean?

Jenna Himmler: Next week, you’re defending your belt against me. Future Legends Cup got me a little prize remember.

John Ojeda: That’s a good joke Jenna.

Jenna Himmler: Not joking. I’ve got for simple words for you Johnny.

[Jenna starts to walk away.]

John Ojeda: What? You’ve gotta be shittin me. What four words?

Jenna Himmler: No Ropes. Barbed Wire.

[John's eyes go wide and the camera fades to black]

 

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CO MAIN EVENT:

Non Title KOTDM Rematch

John Ojeda vs Josh Graves

Chris Caudill: Ladies and Gentlemen, as you can see-we are getting prepared for one of our Co-Main Events tonight.

Ricky: It’s been debated all night, whether or not Ojeda vs Graves, or Belmont vs Stevens should go on last. So during that wonderous Verizon Wireless commercial…

Chris: Ricky and I were charged with a best two out of three paper scissors rock tournament. I won, so it looks like we’ll have to wait a few moments to see the PWX Hybrid Championship Match!

Ricky: With that said, ladies and gentlemen-this match is a rematch from the 2010 KOTDM Finals. It pits the former Evolution Champion-Josh Graves against the current PWX Grand Prix Champion, John Ojeda in a battle of wills. There will be blood, there will be violence, it will NOT be rated PG.

Chris: With that sad, lets send it to ringside for part one of our HUGE Main Event!

[The camera pans around the ring, and we see light tube racks set up in each of the corners. Poles are erect in each of the four turnbuckles-and chains link them together and frame the ring. Weapons are dangling from those chains, and the promise of violence and carnage has been made.]

Alexis Lace: The following Non Title Contest is scheduled for one fall, with a thirty minute time limit-and is a King of the Deathmatch Rematch! Introducing first, he is a former PWX Tag Team and Evolution Champion…JOSH GRAVES!!!!

Crowd: Let’s Go Graves, let’s go! *clap clap* Let’s go Graves, Let’s Go!

Alexis Lace: Introducing the opponent. He is the reigning PWX Grand Prix Champion, and the winner of the 2010 King Of the Death Match Tournament…….JOHN..OJEDA!!

Crowd: Fuck Ojeda! *clap clap clapclapclap* Fuck Ojeda!

[The bell rings as Alexis leaves the ring. The ref orders the two combatants to begin.]

Chris: Do you think the code of honor will be……

[The match begins with Ojeda and Graves exchanging shots, left and right.]

Chris: Nevermind….

[Graves throws a knee, and doubles Ojeda over. He grabs him by the head and throws im into the table that is hooked to one of the chains. He smirks as he rams his head into it again. He reaches up and pulls down a steel chair, and opens it up. He drops the Champion onto the open chair via a drop toe hold, as the fans cheer loudly.]

Chris: Josh Graves has so much to prove tonight. He wants to be a main event player.

Ricky: And you have to wonder, if Ojeda has Belmont on his mind.

[In the ring, Graves picks up Ojeda and drops him face first onto the chair again. He then follows it up with a modified Dragon sleeper-before lifting Ojeda up and dropping him with a twisting reverse brainbuster-breaking the open steel chair in half. He goes to make the pin:

ONE!

TWO!

TH--KICKOUT!

The fans boo as Ojeda forces the cover to be broken. He goes to the ropes, and pulls down another chair. He moves the light tube rack out of the corner, saving it for later-and wedges the chair in between the top and middle turnbuckle. He lifts up Ojeda-who delivers a pair of strikes to the mid section of the challenger, and than throws him back first into the corner with the chair.  Graves blocks it, and follows up by shoving Ojeda against the chair, and delivering a hard shoulder thrust into his ribs. He steps back-and runs at Ojeda who moves out the way, causing Graves to spear the metal chair.]

Chris: Oowwww..

Ricky: The tides are turning in the favor of the champion tonight.

[Ojeda-who is busted open already-lifts Graves up onto the top turnbuckle, and pulls him down into a tree of woe. He grabs the chair, and does a base ball slide into Graves face-keeping the chair between his feet and Graves' skull. He smirks as he reaches in his pant pocket, and pulls out a small kenzen.]

Chris: What?

[Ojeda places it on Graves' crotch, and than climbs the turnbuckle-using Josh Graves as a ladder rung. Graves screams in agony as the fans boo loudly. He finally lets go, as Graves topples over and writhes in pain. Ojeda places the light tube rack back in the corner-and lifts up Graves. He goes for a buckle bomb-but Graves some how lands on his feet-and hits a quick belly to back suplex-sending Ojeda into the light tubes as the crowd pops. Ojeda rolls to the floor-and Graves lays on the mat, both men covered in blood as the fans begin to get behind Josh Graves.]

Crowd: Fuck Up Josh, Fuck Em Up! *clap clap* Fuck Up Josh, Fuck Em Up! *clap clap*

Chris: These fans getting behind Josh Graves

Ricky: No doubt about that Chris. Its almost like Ojeda is a bit distracted tonight?

Chris: Everything going on with Jenna-plus having to prepare for Belmont at End Game. I’m sure he is rather distracted!

[In the ring, Graves begins to stir. He see's Ojeda getting to his feet-and quickly slingshots himself over the ropes-and crashes down on the Grand Prix Champion. The fans begin banging on the railing-trying to get both men to their feet.]

Chris: We have got to take a quick commercial break!

Ricky: The tape machines are rolling!

Chris:…Mike Tenay?

Ricky: I’ve always wanted to say that….sue me.

———————

Skyline

“its like Independence Day, without all the stupid!” – Blunty3000

In Theatres Now!

 

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[The scene fades back in from the break.]

Chris: Holy god that movie looks sweet.

Ricky: During the break, it was all Ojeda. Both men got their their feet, and Ojeda was the first to land a major blow-sending Graves into the ring steps.

[At ringside, Ojeda smirks as he grabs a singapore cane off the chain-and cracks Graves in the skull, sending him reeling into the gaurdrail. He throws him into the crowd, and follows him through it.]

Chris: Is Graves trying to escape?

Ricky: No, I think he’s trying to build some distance between him.

[Graves quickly grabs a cup of beverage from a fan-and turns around, bashing Ojeda in the face with it. He then quickly DDTs him onto the cement as the crowd cheers loudly. He then sets a series of chairs up as bowling pins, and lifts up Ojeda-throwing him into them as the crowd cheers.]

Chris: STRIKE!

Ricky: Actually, it was more like a 7-10 split…

[Ojeda rolls away from the wreckage, and a fan helps him up. Graves goes over-and Ojeda throws the fan toward Graves. He catches her-and shoves her aside. The momentary distraction allowed Ojeda to come back with a hard elbow to the face of his challenger. He drags a bloody Josh Graves back toward the ring, and throws him back over the barricade. He smiles as he hops the railing and slides him back into the ring. He sets up Graves, and hits him with a buckle bomb-sending him right into one of the light tube racks as the fans boo loudly. He pulls him out of the wreckage, and goes for a cover:

ONE!

TWO!

THR--KICKOUT!

Ojeda looks shocked as he grabs the last light tube rack, and places it in the middle of the ring. Graves battles back and batters Ojeda with several stiff shots to the head. Ojeda swings a leg up and nails Graves with a shot to the groin. Ojeda grabs a piece of broken light tube and starts to carve up Graves' head. Blood is pouring down his face but Ojeda refuses to let up. Ashley Graves comes running out with a chair in her hand. She gets between Ojeda and Josh and shoves Ojeda back. Josh starts to get back to his feet. Ojeda nods his head and Ashley turns around bashing Josh in the head. Josh drops to the ground. Ashley smiles and turns around; hugging a bloodied Ojeda. Ojeda picks up Josh and sets him on his shoulders. He sets Graves up-and drops him with the Viking Sledgehammer as the fans boo loudly. He drops him across the light tube rack, shattering glass everywhere. He pulls him out of the wreckage, and goes for the cover:

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!!!!!

The bell rings as Ojeda has his hand lifted up.]

WINNER: John Ojeda

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Chris: What a win for John Ojeda tonight!

Ricky: For sure, hard fought victory.

Chris: Gotta give the credit to Josh Graves though, he put up one helluva fight.

Ricky: For sure..wait a minute!

[The fans cheer as Jeremiah Belmont slides into the ring, and delivers a hard superkick to the skull of Ojeda. He stands over a bloody Ojeda, and holds up the Grand Prix Championship above his head. The scene fades to commercial with Belmont holding up the Grand Prix Championship, and yelling at Ojeda.]

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COMMERCIAL BREAK!

 

 

Macbook Air 2010..you know you want one…

 

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CO-MAIN EVENT:

PWX Hybrid Championship Match:

Ben Stevens (c) vs Valerie Belmont

Ben and Val stare at each other as the referee holds up the hybrid championship in the air. He brings it back down and hands it off as he makes his way back in the middle of the ring. The referee calls for the bell and this match is officially underway.

Ricky: Our main event is finally underway here folks as Ben Stevens attempts to defend his Hybrid Championship against Valerie Belmont.

Chris: Ben has definately had a nice ride since returning to PWX. Of course, lets not forget about Valerie either.

Ricky: Valerie is definately no stranger to a championship here in PWX. It will be interesting to see these two go at it.

Val immediately steps forward to attack Ben, but Ben slides underneath her and comes back behind her. He takes her down with a back drop to the mat. Ben gets to his feet as he ricochets off the ropes and comes back at Val dropping her with an elbow. Ben goes for a quick cover.

ONE

Kick out.

Ricky: Valerie not even giving Ben a chance for a two count. Val is not going to be played around by Ben tonight.

Chris: Well with everything that has happened here in PWX lately involving Valerie, she is definately not the type to be fucked with.

Ricky: Yea, that can be said about her current track record…

Val gets to her feet quickly and takes Ben down with a hard clothesline. She follows up quickly with a lionsault. Val strikes Ben with some hard lefts as she pulls him back to his feet. She tosses Ben into the corner tunbuckle as she runs and hits him with a spinning heel kick. Ben falls to the canvas. Va follows suit as she goes for a cover.

ONE

TWO

Kick out.

Ben is able to stop Val from the three count. She stands back up and goes for a standing moonsault, but Ben moves out of the way as Val connects with the canvas. Ben waits for Val to get to her feet. As she does Ben takes her down with a twist DDT. Ben goes to the top rope. He surveys Val before diving off the top rope and connecting with Val’s body. Ben goes for the cover.

ONE

TWO

THR…Kick out!

Ricky: Oh and Valerie is just able to get the shoulder up!

Chris: I thought Ben was going to retain here!

Ricky: Yea, it looked that way to me too!

Ben lays a few strikes into the skull of Val. He then ricochets slowly off the ropes and sends his fist down to the mat driving into Val. Ben goes for another cover.

ONE

TWO

THR….Kick out.

Val kicks out once again. As Ben is climbing to his feet, Val rolls over and rolls Ben up in a small package.

Ricky: OMG! Val with a small package out of nowhere!

ONE

Chris: This could be over!!

TWO

THRE……..Kick out!

Ricky: Ben BARELY kicks out!!

Val gets to her feet quickly. Ben too stands up pretty fast. Both start exchanging lefts and rights before Val goes for a back kick in which Ben stops and grabs her foot. Val brings across the other foot connecting to the side of Ben taking him down to the mat. Val richochets off the ropes and is able to hit a standing moonsault right to Ben. Val then heads to the top rope.

Ricky: Oh boy…you know what this means.

Chris: Yea, I do. Things aren’t looking good for Ben at all.

Val climbs to the top turnbuckle as she looks at Ben for a moment. She then sets herself in position as she finally jumps off and hits the Red Arrow on Ben. Val goes for the cover on Ben.

ONE

TWO

THREE!

Ricky: Val did it again!!

Chris: Wow…I really thought Ben had her! But alas, Valerie Belmont has once again walked away with gold!

Ricky: If there is one lesson you need to learn Chris, it is not to underestimate Valerie Belmont.

Chris: Well of course. That’s obvious.

Ricky: Well, its been quite a night here tonight in Wichita Kansas! Thank you all for joining us here in the Charles Koch Arena tonight! Well see you next Tuesday night when PWX Adrenaline goes live in Oklahoma City! Good night everyone!

Winner and NEW Hybrid Champion, Valerie Belmont