Post by Dre on Mar 31, 2020 5:02:48 GMT -5
OOC: So Unfortunately I fell asleep way early (I thought I could rest my eyes for twenty minutes) and this didn't make it onto the show. So I've done this up now as after the PPV ended. Think of it like when WCW used to have that happen on Nitro's and PPV's haha. Anyways....
Jessica Kaine: And your winner via pinfall and new APW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION OF THE WORLD.... THE F’N PSYCHO, FEAR ITSELF, THE NITEMARE DAMON WARRENS!!!!!!!
Smith Jones looks on in disbelief as Damon Warrens is awarded the World Championship belt to a thunderous applause that drowns out his music. A chant starts in the crowd, at first indistinguishable from the cheering, but soon words begin to form. "THANK YOU, SMITTY! THANK YOU, SMITTY!" As Warrens basks in the adulation, he casts a knowing look at his friend and fellow Architect. They exchange a nod. This is far from over.
Clearwater: It's clear Smith Jones isn't ready to say good-bye to his prized possession!
No longer broadcasting live Smith storms right up into Damon's face and for several moments tension fills there air as the two men stand in silence. From down the ramp comes Lex Collins who enters the ring and tries to mediate the tense situation. He pats both men on the back for an intense battle and with his intervention the intensity between Damon and Smith subsides. Damon looks at the championship and raises it high with Smith and Lex each raising one of the man's arms in celebration. We’ve been off air for only a moment when a all familiar voice echoes throughout Hanger 18.
Meghan: Bravo gentlemen, that was a hell of a slobber knocker and so heart warming to see friendship prevail!
Meghan and Max are up from their seats at the announcers table walking around either side of the table as the Architect theme fades away. Both ladies have a mic in hand as they lean back sitting their butts down all the while never taking their eyes off the three men, friends and satblemates in the ring.
Mad Max: We wanted to give our personal heartfelt apologies that we both fell through on our guarantee to meet tonight for the tag titles but maybe it was a blessing in disguise because you boys, that was the dance of devils!
Mad Max winks at Damon who scoffs back at her shaking his head. Meghan heads to the ring as Max walks around the left side to the entrance ramp side. They pull themselves and lean over the top rope in a attempt to surround them even if there numbers are obviously smaller.
Meghan: She’s right, imagine how drained you would’ve been after losing!
Mad Max: Then one of you poor things would’ve lost twice!
Meghan: Luckily we both shit the bed last week, eh?
Smith shrugs it off as the Architects got the short end of the stick the previous week.
Meghan: Wait, I’m so sorry it’s your big night and I wouldn’t want to be a mic hog...
She starts to extend the microphone to Smith Jones but pulls back.
Meghan: or a blowhard!
Smith takes the brunt end of the microphone and before Damon and Lex can react Maxine whistles at the duo from the top rope and takes them both down with a cross body splash. Smitty and Meghan are trading left’s and right in the middle of the ring!
Clearwater: I thought better of the Cowgirls, they are taking advantage of the fact those two men just went to hell and back with each other!
St. Remington: That’s just smart tactics bro! Strategic move!
Clearwater: Oh but it looks like Damon and Lex have turned the tide on the rookie Max!
Back in the ring Max is being pnched back and forth by Damon and Lex, just alternating punches turning her around each time. Smitty has Meghan backed up in the turnbuckle standing on the middle rope bring lefts and rights down onto the cFh leader. Just as things start to look dire as Maxine falls back into the other corner with Lex and Damon laying in her with stiff boots to the gut and face but the lights set up in the hanger begin to flicker as the bass riff of Bombtrack by Rage Against The Machine fills Hanger 18. Smith pushes Meghan to the side as Lex and Damon leave Max in her heap as the three men stare down the entrance way.
Clearwater: Who the hells music is that?
St. Remington: Tamika Kalis!
Clearwater: How could you possibly know that?
Remi points out that Tamika Kalis is standing in the ring behind the Architects holding a Kendo stick as Meghan and Maxine join in backing her up albeit some sore muscles. Max sticking her thumb and index finger between her lips whistles grabbing the gentlemens attention which is then returned instantaneously by the very fast and intimate meeting of Kendo Stick to face they hadn’t seen in awhile.
St. Remington: She just slapped the taste of their mouths! I can’t believe they are still playing the music!
Clearwater: I don’t think Smith nor Damon had any other taste than blood after their match of the year! Listen to the troops, Remi!
Troops: THIS!! IS!! AWESOME!!! THIS!!! IS!!! AWESOME!!!
Meghan and Smith find their way to each other again, where as Mad Max finds Damon by popping up in front of him waving and sucker punching him while Tamika and Lex are dancing the Lust of Elbows it seems as they seem to be doing their best to make one another bleed near the corner of the ring with stiff hard shots. It’s a pure battle of wills as the referees and security come rolling down the ramp way neither team quite finding that upper hand.
Clearwater: Oh thank god security is here! This is turning into a bloodbath!
St. Remington: This has been weeks building up with the shots fire from sides bro! How fitting it’s here at Battlecade!
The screen fades to the APW logo as the Architects and Cowgirls try and beat the hell out of each other as security tries to break it up.
Jessica Kaine: And your winner via pinfall and new APW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION OF THE WORLD.... THE F’N PSYCHO, FEAR ITSELF, THE NITEMARE DAMON WARRENS!!!!!!!
Smith Jones looks on in disbelief as Damon Warrens is awarded the World Championship belt to a thunderous applause that drowns out his music. A chant starts in the crowd, at first indistinguishable from the cheering, but soon words begin to form. "THANK YOU, SMITTY! THANK YOU, SMITTY!" As Warrens basks in the adulation, he casts a knowing look at his friend and fellow Architect. They exchange a nod. This is far from over.
Clearwater: It's clear Smith Jones isn't ready to say good-bye to his prized possession!
No longer broadcasting live Smith storms right up into Damon's face and for several moments tension fills there air as the two men stand in silence. From down the ramp comes Lex Collins who enters the ring and tries to mediate the tense situation. He pats both men on the back for an intense battle and with his intervention the intensity between Damon and Smith subsides. Damon looks at the championship and raises it high with Smith and Lex each raising one of the man's arms in celebration. We’ve been off air for only a moment when a all familiar voice echoes throughout Hanger 18.
Meghan: Bravo gentlemen, that was a hell of a slobber knocker and so heart warming to see friendship prevail!
Meghan and Max are up from their seats at the announcers table walking around either side of the table as the Architect theme fades away. Both ladies have a mic in hand as they lean back sitting their butts down all the while never taking their eyes off the three men, friends and satblemates in the ring.
Mad Max: We wanted to give our personal heartfelt apologies that we both fell through on our guarantee to meet tonight for the tag titles but maybe it was a blessing in disguise because you boys, that was the dance of devils!
Mad Max winks at Damon who scoffs back at her shaking his head. Meghan heads to the ring as Max walks around the left side to the entrance ramp side. They pull themselves and lean over the top rope in a attempt to surround them even if there numbers are obviously smaller.
Meghan: She’s right, imagine how drained you would’ve been after losing!
Mad Max: Then one of you poor things would’ve lost twice!
Meghan: Luckily we both shit the bed last week, eh?
Smith shrugs it off as the Architects got the short end of the stick the previous week.
Meghan: Wait, I’m so sorry it’s your big night and I wouldn’t want to be a mic hog...
She starts to extend the microphone to Smith Jones but pulls back.
Meghan: or a blowhard!
Smith takes the brunt end of the microphone and before Damon and Lex can react Maxine whistles at the duo from the top rope and takes them both down with a cross body splash. Smitty and Meghan are trading left’s and right in the middle of the ring!
Clearwater: I thought better of the Cowgirls, they are taking advantage of the fact those two men just went to hell and back with each other!
St. Remington: That’s just smart tactics bro! Strategic move!
Clearwater: Oh but it looks like Damon and Lex have turned the tide on the rookie Max!
Back in the ring Max is being pnched back and forth by Damon and Lex, just alternating punches turning her around each time. Smitty has Meghan backed up in the turnbuckle standing on the middle rope bring lefts and rights down onto the cFh leader. Just as things start to look dire as Maxine falls back into the other corner with Lex and Damon laying in her with stiff boots to the gut and face but the lights set up in the hanger begin to flicker as the bass riff of Bombtrack by Rage Against The Machine fills Hanger 18. Smith pushes Meghan to the side as Lex and Damon leave Max in her heap as the three men stare down the entrance way.
Clearwater: Who the hells music is that?
St. Remington: Tamika Kalis!
Clearwater: How could you possibly know that?
Remi points out that Tamika Kalis is standing in the ring behind the Architects holding a Kendo stick as Meghan and Maxine join in backing her up albeit some sore muscles. Max sticking her thumb and index finger between her lips whistles grabbing the gentlemens attention which is then returned instantaneously by the very fast and intimate meeting of Kendo Stick to face they hadn’t seen in awhile.
St. Remington: She just slapped the taste of their mouths! I can’t believe they are still playing the music!
Clearwater: I don’t think Smith nor Damon had any other taste than blood after their match of the year! Listen to the troops, Remi!
Troops: THIS!! IS!! AWESOME!!! THIS!!! IS!!! AWESOME!!!
Meghan and Smith find their way to each other again, where as Mad Max finds Damon by popping up in front of him waving and sucker punching him while Tamika and Lex are dancing the Lust of Elbows it seems as they seem to be doing their best to make one another bleed near the corner of the ring with stiff hard shots. It’s a pure battle of wills as the referees and security come rolling down the ramp way neither team quite finding that upper hand.
Clearwater: Oh thank god security is here! This is turning into a bloodbath!
St. Remington: This has been weeks building up with the shots fire from sides bro! How fitting it’s here at Battlecade!
The screen fades to the APW logo as the Architects and Cowgirls try and beat the hell out of each other as security tries to break it up.
