MONDAY NIGHT METAL S03/E06 09/07/20
Sept 7, 2020 20:31:34 GMT -5
The Very Big Supervillains, ដានីយ៉ែល, and 1 more like this
Post by ned on Sept 7, 2020 20:31:34 GMT -5
Hello there! Ned the Intern here! Reporting right here on APWMetal.com! Yes, that's a totally real website where the APW iCup Tournament matches aired live earlier today! This mysterious tournament has no brackets… and nobody has actually seen the cup… but the matches were as metal as can be!
First up was a match between Phoenix LeStrange and Travis. Since this is a column on APWMetal.com, you'd think I would just copy and paste his name in Wingdings... but that stuff is so silly. Everything about Very Big Supervillains is silly... but their methods are successful. William is the reigning Hardcore Champion and Travis was chosen for the iCup Tournament. His opponent in the first round was the fighter who nearly defeated America Jackson at Alpha Showdown. This match was a true styles clash and an absolute mis-match on paper. Phoenix showed no restraint as she unleashed her inner giant on Travis. After wearing him down, she realized she could not take him down from the ground, so she climbed the ropes in the corner. Phoenix flew in the air and Travis caught her in a bearhug. In an attempt to escape, Phoenix bit his neck because... sure? When she drew blood, it was a flourescant green color and she panicked... screaming that her mouth was on fire. She tapped out while in the bearhug and I guess Travis was the winner. He should... see a doctor... or something.
Next up, Isaac Barnum directed Vinny to the ring for his match against Max Ironside. When Ironside made his way out for his APW debut, Barnum stopped him in the middle of the ring and offered him a spot in his carnival. Vinny seemed distraught that he was being replaced. Ironside turned down the offer. Barnum kept insisting that "someone like him" would draw big crowds where they travel and Ironside clocked Barnum with a spinning back fist with his disabled hand. Vinny looked down at his ringmaster and Ironside caught him with Accessible Parking for the surprise win!
Madwoman Szalinski made her APW debut today against a man she grew up watching on television... Aaron Blaze. The match started out with Madwoman offering to shake his hand, but you know what they say about meeting your idols. As you can imagine, Blaze slapped her hand out of the way and attacked her. Blaze spent the majority of the match trying to break her hand in creative ways. Eventually she had had enough and she gave him a shoot headbutt to the jaw followed by a Swan Kick! Before she could go for a pin, Blaze used his veteran wits and rolled out of the ring to safety. He attempted to leave up the ramp but she followed after and the fight went all around ringside, nearly getting them counted out before Madwoman quickly rolled him back in and they escaped the count. She went for a cover and he reversed with a small package for a two count, then she rolled him over with a small package of her own for a three count! The fans were stunned! Blaze was stunned! Madwoman was stunned!
How awesome was it to see Gavin Drake take on Ariel Shadows? Two outstanding future champions in one match... right there on APWMetal.com! If you missed it, you should go out of your way to watch it before checking out Monday Night Metal on Netflix tonight. There's a reason this match was saved for last in the first round... and wow did they deliver! Both stars are athletically gifted and they seemed to be countering everything thrown at them. Think super indy style. There was an insane spot toward the end where Drake went for The Hunter's Mark and Shadows went for The Kicker at the same... damn... time! They pert near knocked each other unconscious! The referee actually paused the match to get a doctor in to check on them both... and allegedly they passed concussion protocol in like ninety seconds. That seemed impossible... but... whatever. Both fighters were allowed to continue and they slowly got back to their feet. It was a real bummer to see the match slow down so much... but then they went back to action with a chop battle that saw Shadows block the final chop from Drake before hitting him with a running bionic elbow... followed by The Kicker! She covered him for the one... two... three!
Well... there you have it! The first round of the iCup Tournament is in the books! If you missed out on those matches, please go back to APWMetal.com and watch them! Hopefully next week we actually see the cup!
September 7, 2020
Live From: Isotopes Park / Albuquerque, New Mexico
Seating capacity: 13,500
Exclusive to NETFLIX
HARDCORE INTRO!
The camera feed cuts to a shot of the backstage area. The camera angle shifts and moves erratically, making it clear that the person holding the camera is running. Eventually it stops, zooming on a far away door. Muffled screaming can be heard from behind it.
Eventually the door is booted open, and the crowd meet the appearance of a furious, belt-less William the Behemoth with loud boos.
William continues his aggressive squealing, scaring off nearby crew simply by deciding to kick and punch whatever object was near him, whether that by a crate or a table or a concrete wall.
William: ADDY!!! AAAAAAAAAAAADDYYYYYYYYY!!!! WHERE IS SHE?!?!?
William continues his shouting and hobbles further down the hallway.
Clearwater: Our Hardcore champion is-.. well, as he always is.
Remi: Adelaide Ainsworth, the number one contender for the HC Title, stole said title last night in the main event of Alpha Showdown. I doubt William's too pleased.
William barges into the catering area, stealing and eating a janitor's jacket potato before roaring at everybody present.
William: I CHECKED LOCKER ROOM!!! SHE WASN'T THERE!!! WHERE IS ADDY?!?!?!?!
Some Guy: Have you checked the Female Locker Room?
William pauses for a second. He turns and locks eyes with the relatively small production member who just spoke.
William immediately punches him across the chin, grabbing a nearby fork ready to obliterate the below average sized man before stopping. He thinks to himself.
William: Oh yeah... Female Locker Room! Of course! Addy's one of them female people, she'll be there!! GENIUS, WILLIAM!!
William, pleased with himself and still completely enthralled with anger, marches down the corridor he just passed. Eventually ending up at a door with a piece of paper reading "Female APW Wrestler changing room" on the front.
William goes to forcefully kick that door open, then pauses once again. He shakes his head, deciding it's better to aggressively knock on the door instead.
The door opens.
William: WHERE IS AD-!!
William's interrupted when a cardboard box is shoved into his hands and the door is quickly shut once more.
William twitches slightly, before opening the box and pulling out a tape recorder. He hits play.
Voice Message: Hello. If ya listenin' ta this, I've taken something that 's dear ta ya.
William: SHUT THE FUCK UP, ADDY!! GIVE MY-!
Voice Message: B'fore I start, I know ya gonna shout ya stupid ass off but this is a pre-recorded message so just be quiet an' listen. Okay? Okay.
Let's play a game.
I've taken ya Hardcore Title, an' if ya ever wanna see ya Hardcore Title again, ya gonna do exactly as I say.
Read tha note inside this box an' do exactly what it fuckin' says!
An' if ya don't?
Then I'll-.. slit tha Hardcore Title's throat, or somethin', I dunno. Just do it. Don't think about it too hard, just do it, ya fat cunt.
The recorder clicks and William roars, crushing the recorder in his hands.
William grabs the note, and sounds out the words before attempting to read it. He squints his eyes. He finishes, and his eyes open up in horror.
William falls to his knees, covering his face, looking like he's about to start crying. The note falls from his hands.
It reads "Do 8 push-ups,".
The camera zooms in on William mid-breakdown. He raises his head and screams to the ceiling.
William: NOOOOOOOOO!!
Clearwater: Well, looks like William's gonna have to go through some Saw-esque games to get his Hardcore Title back. You reckon he's gonna get past the first one, Remi?
Remi: I wager he manages 2 push-ups then passes out.
Clearwater: I wager he doesn't even get one. More action in the way, APW Fans! Including John|Blades inaugural U.S Open Challenge, yeah!! Stick around!
Eventually the door is booted open, and the crowd meet the appearance of a furious, belt-less William the Behemoth with loud boos.
William continues his aggressive squealing, scaring off nearby crew simply by deciding to kick and punch whatever object was near him, whether that by a crate or a table or a concrete wall.
William: ADDY!!! AAAAAAAAAAAADDYYYYYYYYY!!!! WHERE IS SHE?!?!?
William continues his shouting and hobbles further down the hallway.
Clearwater: Our Hardcore champion is-.. well, as he always is.
Remi: Adelaide Ainsworth, the number one contender for the HC Title, stole said title last night in the main event of Alpha Showdown. I doubt William's too pleased.
William barges into the catering area, stealing and eating a janitor's jacket potato before roaring at everybody present.
William: I CHECKED LOCKER ROOM!!! SHE WASN'T THERE!!! WHERE IS ADDY?!?!?!?!
Some Guy: Have you checked the Female Locker Room?
William pauses for a second. He turns and locks eyes with the relatively small production member who just spoke.
William immediately punches him across the chin, grabbing a nearby fork ready to obliterate the below average sized man before stopping. He thinks to himself.
William: Oh yeah... Female Locker Room! Of course! Addy's one of them female people, she'll be there!! GENIUS, WILLIAM!!
William, pleased with himself and still completely enthralled with anger, marches down the corridor he just passed. Eventually ending up at a door with a piece of paper reading "Female APW Wrestler changing room" on the front.
William goes to forcefully kick that door open, then pauses once again. He shakes his head, deciding it's better to aggressively knock on the door instead.
The door opens.
William: WHERE IS AD-!!
William's interrupted when a cardboard box is shoved into his hands and the door is quickly shut once more.
William twitches slightly, before opening the box and pulling out a tape recorder. He hits play.
Voice Message: Hello. If ya listenin' ta this, I've taken something that 's dear ta ya.
William: SHUT THE FUCK UP, ADDY!! GIVE MY-!
Voice Message: B'fore I start, I know ya gonna shout ya stupid ass off but this is a pre-recorded message so just be quiet an' listen. Okay? Okay.
Let's play a game.
I've taken ya Hardcore Title, an' if ya ever wanna see ya Hardcore Title again, ya gonna do exactly as I say.
Read tha note inside this box an' do exactly what it fuckin' says!
An' if ya don't?
Then I'll-.. slit tha Hardcore Title's throat, or somethin', I dunno. Just do it. Don't think about it too hard, just do it, ya fat cunt.
The recorder clicks and William roars, crushing the recorder in his hands.
William grabs the note, and sounds out the words before attempting to read it. He squints his eyes. He finishes, and his eyes open up in horror.
William falls to his knees, covering his face, looking like he's about to start crying. The note falls from his hands.
It reads "Do 8 push-ups,".
The camera zooms in on William mid-breakdown. He raises his head and screams to the ceiling.
William: NOOOOOOOOO!!
Clearwater: Well, looks like William's gonna have to go through some Saw-esque games to get his Hardcore Title back. You reckon he's gonna get past the first one, Remi?
Remi: I wager he manages 2 push-ups then passes out.
Clearwater: I wager he doesn't even get one. More action in the way, APW Fans! Including John|Blades inaugural U.S Open Challenge, yeah!! Stick around!
Lilianna Rose/Dave Van Dam VS Alex Scott/Brother Zeke
At Alpha Showdown, former rivals somehow transformed into allies when fate decided that Lilianna Rose and Dave Van Dam would become number one contenders for World War Wrestling. On their journey there, they must test their alliance here tonight in Albuquerque. Lilianna and Dave make their way to the ring separately, with her looking at her unlikely partner with hidden intentions.
Clearwater: There's no way this partnership lasts.
Remi: Duh-doy! Old Man Dave can't keep up with a firefox like Lilianna!
Once in the ring, the soon-to-be challengers look to the entrance when all of a sudden--
Clearwater: THE HANGMEN ARE HERE!
APW Tag Team Champions Noose and Shooter have jumped the guardrail and they slid in behind Lilianna and Dave.
Clearwater: LOOK OUT!!!
The Hangmen jump them from behind, laying in some gnarly strikes to Rose and Van Dam. Noose hooks Rose from the mat and lifts her up, then slams her back down with a nasty powerbomb. Shooter drags Van Dam up and he hits the ropes, turning Van Dam inside out with a gruesome spear. The fans boo these men to no end as they point at the World War Wrestling banner hanging opposite of the AlphaTron.
Remi: The Hangmen are sending a very clear message to their challengers!
Clearwater: These brutes talk with their fists! How will Rose and Van Dam retaliate?!
Security storms the ring and The Hangmen narrowly escape capture. Rose and Van Dam are slow to recover, and he helps her sit up. She smiles at him for a brief moment, then pushes him away.
Clearwater: There's no way this partnership lasts.
Remi: Duh-doy! Old Man Dave can't keep up with a firefox like Lilianna!
Once in the ring, the soon-to-be challengers look to the entrance when all of a sudden--
Clearwater: THE HANGMEN ARE HERE!
APW Tag Team Champions Noose and Shooter have jumped the guardrail and they slid in behind Lilianna and Dave.
Clearwater: LOOK OUT!!!
The Hangmen jump them from behind, laying in some gnarly strikes to Rose and Van Dam. Noose hooks Rose from the mat and lifts her up, then slams her back down with a nasty powerbomb. Shooter drags Van Dam up and he hits the ropes, turning Van Dam inside out with a gruesome spear. The fans boo these men to no end as they point at the World War Wrestling banner hanging opposite of the AlphaTron.
Remi: The Hangmen are sending a very clear message to their challengers!
Clearwater: These brutes talk with their fists! How will Rose and Van Dam retaliate?!
Security storms the ring and The Hangmen narrowly escape capture. Rose and Van Dam are slow to recover, and he helps her sit up. She smiles at him for a brief moment, then pushes him away.
Elliot Siscoe VS Apokalypse
Apokalypse is the first to make his appearance for the upcoming match as he storms out from backstage in an absolute rage. Huffing and puffing, he angrily marches down to the ring. The fans are not into him, and he reciprocates the feelings. Once in the ring,
Suddenly the heavy beat of drums and rhythmic guitar of “Under and Over It” by Five Finger Death Punch hits the PA system. Elliott Siscoe launches himself out onto the stage, sending the crowd into a frenzy, back and forth to each side before bouncing down the ramp way to the ring where he slides in under the bottom rope.
Clearwater: The fans here in Albuquerque are really taking to Elliot Siscoe already.
Siscoe stops in the corner and wipes a spot of dust off of his right boot, then smiles as he looks over at the bull of a man standing before him.
And then--
Clearwater: I DON'T BELIEVE IT!
ONE!
The bell sounds.
Jessica Kaine: Here is your winner... ELLIOT SISCOE!
Suddenly the heavy beat of drums and rhythmic guitar of “Under and Over It” by Five Finger Death Punch hits the PA system. Elliott Siscoe launches himself out onto the stage, sending the crowd into a frenzy, back and forth to each side before bouncing down the ramp way to the ring where he slides in under the bottom rope.
Clearwater: The fans here in Albuquerque are really taking to Elliot Siscoe already.
Siscoe stops in the corner and wipes a spot of dust off of his right boot, then smiles as he looks over at the bull of a man standing before him.
And then--
Clearwater: I DON'T BELIEVE IT!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
The bell sounds.
Jessica Kaine: Here is your winner... ELLIOT SISCOE!
Cbackstage?
Remi: How's William doing, bro?
Backstage we see William the Behemoth sweating up a storm.
William: TWOI!!
Clearwater: He might make it before we go off the air.
Renaissance Taylor vs. Von Vagabond
"Highway Star" by Deep Purple plays over the PA system and Von Vagabond runs to the ring, full spring, sliding under the bottom rope. He pops up and whips off the ropes, jogging and keeping loose in the ring, waiting for his opponent.
Remi: This guy gets it.. He drinks... He smokes... He's... He's puking out of the ring..
Clearwater: Oh my, this is why you don't do drugs, kids.
Von wipes his mouth and goes back to jogging around the ring as if nothing happen.
The throaty moan of an overly distorted guitar roars as ‘Royal Jelly’ by Deap Vally hits the speakers. The arena is dark as the music continues to play - ones the guitar and drums reach the height of their crescendo, spotlights hit the entrance as Renaissance Taylor steps out. She stands, momentarily, as the lead singer belts out the chorus:
The spotlight follows Renaissance as she makes her way down the ring ramp, ignoring the fans except for a few here and there, which she only affords a disdainful glance. As she makes it to the bottom of the ring ramp, she once again pauses.
Now the lights come up to find her making her way up the steps to the ring. She walks the ring apron towards the middle before gracefully entering the ring. She goes to the middle of the ring, still ignoring the fans and tilts her head back, absorbing the lights above her, before lowering a cold glare to no one in particular. As the music dies, she moves to her corner.
Remi: I do love the French.
Clearwater: Huh?
Remi: Renée. Come on. That's French, Mike.
Renaissance Taylor face turns to disgust when she wiffs some of the puke left by Von on the outside of the ring. She pinches her nose and waves away Von and the referee.
Remi: Oh man, she's waving the smell over here now..*gurgles*
The ref calls for the bell to start the match. Von rushes over and attempts a closeline, but Renaissance Taylor ducks just in time. Von bounces off the ropes and is met with a roundhouse kick by Taylor. Taylor quickly jumps and hits a standing double foot stomp on Vagabond. Vagabond rolls away from Taylor, holding his chest, trying to catch his breath.
Clearwater: Von Vagabond with the smart move by rolling out the ring there.
Remi: That Renaissance is quick..
The referee begins the count..
Clearwater: Renaissance Taylor has martial arts training in Wing Chun and as she progressed, branched out to include Jujitsu in her training.
Remi: That's like, word for word from her bio.
Clearwater: I'm just doing my job, Jonah.
Renaissance waits for Von to enter the ring as the ref continues to count.
Clearwater: Von taking his time as he circles the ring.
Remi: He's gonna have to do something.
Taylor eyes Vagabond, he spits towards Taylor, sending her back at bit to dodge the loogie.
Remi: And I lost my lunch.
Vagabond slides into the ring, but Taylor is there with a few swift stomps on the back of his head. Vagabond pushes through, though. And grabs hold of Taylor's left leg and chomps down on her ankle. This sends Taylor's balance off and brings her to the ground.
Clearwater: The referee must have missed it! But Von Vagabond just bit Renaissance Taylor's ankle!
Remi: He's too busy cleaning up that spit from Von... Ugh. I'm gonna be sick.
Vagabond climbs on top of Taylor and unleashes a flurry of punches upon her. Taylor takes a few shots, but was able to grab hold of Vagabond's right arm and reverse it into a rear naked choke. The referee checks on Vagabond to see if he quits, but Vagabond stays strong and tries anything to get out. Vagabond desperately drives his hands up and towards Taylor's face. She tries moving away from his hands, but Vagabond was able to poke Taylor in the left eye, which breaks the hold.
Clearwater: Vagabond lucks out with that random eye poke.
Taylor screams and smacks the mat in anger. Vagabond rolls away a bit to get to his knees. He sits up and looks at Taylor, who is making her way up as well at the other end of the ring. Vagabond jumps up and rushes over to land a dropkick on Taylor.
Clearwater: That eye poke still causing her trouble as Vagabond sends Taylor into the corner with that dropkick.
Taylor's back smacks against the corner turnbuckles. Vagabond gets up starts to lay into Taylor's abdomen. Vagabond grabs Taylor by the head and tosses her to the ground. Vagabond climbs up the turnbuckles.
Clearwater: Vagabond looking to end it here!
Vagabond attempts a flying elbow drop to the neck, but Taylor rolls out of the way just in time. Vagabond's right elbow lands hard on the mat. Taylor kicks up to her feet and waits for Vagabond.
Remi: Vagabond better watch out!
Vagabond slowly gets to his knees while nursing his elbow, but Taylor is there with a shining wizard. Vagabond crumbles down and Taylor covers.
ONE!
Clearwater: Renaissance Taylor picks up the victory!
Jessica Kaine: THE WINNER OF THE MATCH.... RENAISSSSANCE TAYYYYYLLLLOOOOOORRRR!
Remi: This guy gets it.. He drinks... He smokes... He's... He's puking out of the ring..
Clearwater: Oh my, this is why you don't do drugs, kids.
Von wipes his mouth and goes back to jogging around the ring as if nothing happen.
The throaty moan of an overly distorted guitar roars as ‘Royal Jelly’ by Deap Vally hits the speakers. The arena is dark as the music continues to play - ones the guitar and drums reach the height of their crescendo, spotlights hit the entrance as Renaissance Taylor steps out. She stands, momentarily, as the lead singer belts out the chorus:
If you wanna be Queen Bee
Then you better make honey
If you wanna be Miss Thing
Then you better start hustling
The spotlight follows Renaissance as she makes her way down the ring ramp, ignoring the fans except for a few here and there, which she only affords a disdainful glance. As she makes it to the bottom of the ring ramp, she once again pauses.
Honey, so sweet, so sweet
Honey, so sweet, so sweet
Now the lights come up to find her making her way up the steps to the ring. She walks the ring apron towards the middle before gracefully entering the ring. She goes to the middle of the ring, still ignoring the fans and tilts her head back, absorbing the lights above her, before lowering a cold glare to no one in particular. As the music dies, she moves to her corner.
Remi: I do love the French.
Clearwater: Huh?
Remi: Renée. Come on. That's French, Mike.
Renaissance Taylor face turns to disgust when she wiffs some of the puke left by Von on the outside of the ring. She pinches her nose and waves away Von and the referee.
Remi: Oh man, she's waving the smell over here now..*gurgles*
The ref calls for the bell to start the match. Von rushes over and attempts a closeline, but Renaissance Taylor ducks just in time. Von bounces off the ropes and is met with a roundhouse kick by Taylor. Taylor quickly jumps and hits a standing double foot stomp on Vagabond. Vagabond rolls away from Taylor, holding his chest, trying to catch his breath.
Clearwater: Von Vagabond with the smart move by rolling out the ring there.
Remi: That Renaissance is quick..
The referee begins the count..
ONE!
Clearwater: Renaissance Taylor has martial arts training in Wing Chun and as she progressed, branched out to include Jujitsu in her training.
Remi: That's like, word for word from her bio.
TWO!
Clearwater: I'm just doing my job, Jonah.
Renaissance waits for Von to enter the ring as the ref continues to count.
THREE!
Clearwater: Von taking his time as he circles the ring.
FOUR!
Remi: He's gonna have to do something.
FIVE!
Taylor eyes Vagabond, he spits towards Taylor, sending her back at bit to dodge the loogie.
Remi: And I lost my lunch.
Vagabond slides into the ring, but Taylor is there with a few swift stomps on the back of his head. Vagabond pushes through, though. And grabs hold of Taylor's left leg and chomps down on her ankle. This sends Taylor's balance off and brings her to the ground.
Clearwater: The referee must have missed it! But Von Vagabond just bit Renaissance Taylor's ankle!
Remi: He's too busy cleaning up that spit from Von... Ugh. I'm gonna be sick.
Vagabond climbs on top of Taylor and unleashes a flurry of punches upon her. Taylor takes a few shots, but was able to grab hold of Vagabond's right arm and reverse it into a rear naked choke. The referee checks on Vagabond to see if he quits, but Vagabond stays strong and tries anything to get out. Vagabond desperately drives his hands up and towards Taylor's face. She tries moving away from his hands, but Vagabond was able to poke Taylor in the left eye, which breaks the hold.
Clearwater: Vagabond lucks out with that random eye poke.
Taylor screams and smacks the mat in anger. Vagabond rolls away a bit to get to his knees. He sits up and looks at Taylor, who is making her way up as well at the other end of the ring. Vagabond jumps up and rushes over to land a dropkick on Taylor.
Clearwater: That eye poke still causing her trouble as Vagabond sends Taylor into the corner with that dropkick.
Taylor's back smacks against the corner turnbuckles. Vagabond gets up starts to lay into Taylor's abdomen. Vagabond grabs Taylor by the head and tosses her to the ground. Vagabond climbs up the turnbuckles.
Clearwater: Vagabond looking to end it here!
Vagabond attempts a flying elbow drop to the neck, but Taylor rolls out of the way just in time. Vagabond's right elbow lands hard on the mat. Taylor kicks up to her feet and waits for Vagabond.
Remi: Vagabond better watch out!
Vagabond slowly gets to his knees while nursing his elbow, but Taylor is there with a shining wizard. Vagabond crumbles down and Taylor covers.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Clearwater: Renaissance Taylor picks up the victory!
Jessica Kaine: THE WINNER OF THE MATCH.... RENAISSSSANCE TAYYYYYLLLLOOOOOORRRR!
Word of God
The arena goes dark. One spotlight is shown in the ring, and above it is cross. The camera pans over to the tron, and on the tron are clouds with words in bold italic letters saying He is Risen.The music O Fortuna blares over the PA system and Brother Zeke can be shown carrying a mic as he makes his way down the ramp. Abrupt boos reign from the crowds and Zeke smiles knowing what is in store for him. Once in the ring, the music stops as he makes his way in front of the cross and just stands there. Zeke is wearing a preacher’s outfit and his hair is cut short.
Remi: Is this Brother Zeke? Why is he here? We haven’t seen him in a couple of weeks.
Clearwater: Yeah, not since his devastating debut. Maybe he has a change of heart?
Remi: Who knows. But it looks like he is getting ready to say something.
Zeke paces.
Brother Zeke: Ladies and gentleman of God. Look around you! Look at what this world has become. We have become nothing but sheep for the Dark Prince himself, Lucifer. All your technology is dumbing you down. Your only answer is Jesus Christ himself! Come, follow me, and you’ll be resurrected like our Saviour! We can return home and be with Him at last.
Chapter One Corinthians verse 15:21 says, “For since death, came through a man, the resurrection, of the dead comes also through a man”
You see, it is true that we may all go home, that we may all go back to the Lord. All you have to do is just repent, keep your eyes on Him, and live through the Holy Spirit!.
The crowd continues to boo Zeke as he continues.
Brother Zeke: Do you surely jest? You question the word of the Almighty God!? I tried to warn you. I tried for your salvation, but mere words as it seems do not bear their weight in fruit! It has become apparent to me that you not longer desire His glory, but I will make it my mission to show you the word of our Lord and Saviour. You all will see HIS GLORY!
Zeke drops the mic and makes his way backstage once more as O Fortuna plays once again.
Remi: That was short and sweet. I thought he would have a lot more to say than that.
Clearwater: Yeah, me too. Maybe in the upcoming weeks he will?
Remi: Probably. Those religious zealots always love talking about themselves and their God.
Clearwater: Right. Well, it’s time for a word from our sponsors.
Andrew Barnes vs. Jason Ryan
The moment the bell rings, Jason Ryan double legs Andrew Barnes and mounts him with a fury of strikes. Barnes protects himself and rolls Ryan off. Both men get up and Ryan follows up with a clothesline. Ryan stomps away at the Penultimate Showdown winner, before being pulled back by the referee. Barnes gets to the ropes and pulls himself up, only to get clotheslined over the top by Ryan, landing on the ring apron.
Ryan wastes no time in going to Barnes, pulling him up, but Barnes nails him with a shoulder to the gut. Ryan backs up and Barnes steps in, springing off the bottom rope into a spear to Ryan. The fans come alive as Barnes gets to his feet and deadlift vertical suplexes Ryan up and back down with authority. Barnes feeds off of the crowd and he boots Ryan as soon as the former APW World Champion sits up. Barnes shakes his fists as Ryan sells up and right into an evenflow dichlorodiphenyltrichloroethane. He goes for the cover.
ONE!
Ryan managed to kick out. Barnes gets up and watches Ryan sit up. He goes for another boot. Ryan ducks and rolls Barnes up, pulling his trunks.
ONE!
Barnes kicked out. He gets up before Ryan and he fixes his wedgie. Ryan gets up with a smile on his face, thinking he almost pulled a fast one on Barnes. He then turns into a devastating Mendacium lariat of doom! Barnes goes for the cover!
ONE!
Barnes pulls Ryan up, still mad about the wedgie. He drags Ryan up and locks on a standing sleeper hold! The fans are loving it! Within moments, Ryan is unable to compete and the referee declares Barnes victorious.
Ryan wastes no time in going to Barnes, pulling him up, but Barnes nails him with a shoulder to the gut. Ryan backs up and Barnes steps in, springing off the bottom rope into a spear to Ryan. The fans come alive as Barnes gets to his feet and deadlift vertical suplexes Ryan up and back down with authority. Barnes feeds off of the crowd and he boots Ryan as soon as the former APW World Champion sits up. Barnes shakes his fists as Ryan sells up and right into an evenflow dichlorodiphenyltrichloroethane. He goes for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
NO!
Ryan managed to kick out. Barnes gets up and watches Ryan sit up. He goes for another boot. Ryan ducks and rolls Barnes up, pulling his trunks.
ONE!
TWO!
NO!
Barnes kicked out. He gets up before Ryan and he fixes his wedgie. Ryan gets up with a smile on his face, thinking he almost pulled a fast one on Barnes. He then turns into a devastating Mendacium lariat of doom! Barnes goes for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
NO!
Barnes pulls Ryan up, still mad about the wedgie. He drags Ryan up and locks on a standing sleeper hold! The fans are loving it! Within moments, Ryan is unable to compete and the referee declares Barnes victorious.
:: U.S. OPEN CHALLENGE ::
John|Blade vs. Chet Dakota
Jessica Kaine: The following match is a U.S. Open Challenge!
Marks: YYYYYAAAAAYYYYY!!!!!
Jessica Kaine: Introducing first… from Boston, Massachusetts… weighing in at two hundred and fifty one pounds… The Doctor of Thuganomicks… JOOOOOOOOOHHHNNNNN BLLLLAAAAAAAAAAADE!!!!!~!
John Blade walks out on stage. He talks to the camera man and bounces a little. He talks to the camera man and bounces a little. He holds up his “Never Give Up” logo flag and tosses it to the fans. He salutes and runs straight down towards the ring.
Clearwater: BIG MATCH JOHN IS HERE!
Remi: Ugh…
He bounces off the ropes side to side and he holds up his “Hustle, Loyalty, and Respect” shirt. He takes off his hat and tosses his shirt to the fans and hands his chain to the ref.
Clearwater: I can't believe his opponent is Chet Dakota!
"Eye of the Tiger" plays and 45 Time World Champion Chet Dakota walks out from backstage.
Jessica Kaine: And his opponent… from the great state of Idaho… Legendary Pro Wrestler… CHETTTT DAAAAAKOOOOOTAAAAA!!!!!~!
He proudly walks to the ring while the fans mercilessly boo him and throw trash at him.
Remi: HOW DARE THEY! THIS MAN IS THE GREATEST AMERICAN HERO!
He gets in the ring and immediately goes for Blade. The bell rings. Blade ducks a clothesline and he hits the ropes. Blade takes him down with a flying sjoulderblock, then a sitout hip toss, then a side-release spinout powerbomb. The fans go wild as Blade hits the ropes and connects with a fist drop.
Clearwater: FIVE KNUCKLE SHUFFLE!
Remi: Ugh…
Dakota pops to his feet after the fist drop and he gets scooped up onto Blade's shoulders.
John|Blade: YOU CAN'T SEE ME!
He emphatically slams Dakota on the mat and goes for the cover.
ONE!
The bell rings.
Jessica Kaine: The winner of this match… JOOOOOOOOOHHHNNNNN BLLLLAAAAAAAAAAADE!!!!!~!
Clearwater: HE'S DONE IT! JOHN BLADE HAS WON THE U.S. OPEN CHALLENGE!
Remi: Ugh…
His music plays and he celebrates with the people.
Marks: YYYYYAAAAAYYYYY!!!!!
Jessica Kaine: Introducing first… from Boston, Massachusetts… weighing in at two hundred and fifty one pounds… The Doctor of Thuganomicks… JOOOOOOOOOHHHNNNNN BLLLLAAAAAAAAAAADE!!!!!~!
Clearwater: BIG MATCH JOHN IS HERE!
Remi: Ugh…
He bounces off the ropes side to side and he holds up his “Hustle, Loyalty, and Respect” shirt. He takes off his hat and tosses his shirt to the fans and hands his chain to the ref.
Clearwater: I can't believe his opponent is Chet Dakota!
"Eye of the Tiger" plays and 45 Time World Champion Chet Dakota walks out from backstage.
Jessica Kaine: And his opponent… from the great state of Idaho… Legendary Pro Wrestler… CHETTTT DAAAAAKOOOOOTAAAAA!!!!!~!
He proudly walks to the ring while the fans mercilessly boo him and throw trash at him.
Remi: HOW DARE THEY! THIS MAN IS THE GREATEST AMERICAN HERO!
He gets in the ring and immediately goes for Blade. The bell rings. Blade ducks a clothesline and he hits the ropes. Blade takes him down with a flying sjoulderblock, then a sitout hip toss, then a side-release spinout powerbomb. The fans go wild as Blade hits the ropes and connects with a fist drop.
Clearwater: FIVE KNUCKLE SHUFFLE!
Remi: Ugh…
Dakota pops to his feet after the fist drop and he gets scooped up onto Blade's shoulders.
John|Blade: YOU CAN'T SEE ME!
He emphatically slams Dakota on the mat and goes for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
The bell rings.
Jessica Kaine: The winner of this match… JOOOOOOOOOHHHNNNNN BLLLLAAAAAAAAAAADE!!!!!~!
Clearwater: HE'S DONE IT! JOHN BLADE HAS WON THE U.S. OPEN CHALLENGE!
Remi: Ugh…
His music plays and he celebrates with the people.
The American World Champion Has Arrived!
The lights go dark in the arena, leaving only an American flag on the tron.
Remi: It’s time for the new champ’s address! I can’t wait!
Clearwater: Retaining his American Championship against Phoenix LeStrange, beating his partner in the Storm, Zaigon Carter, to become APW World Heavyweight Champion, then Zaigon leaving the company…with the title belt in hand no less…there’s a lot of questions which will hopefully be answered tonight.
As ‘Hot Girl Bummer’ by Blackbear blasts through the arena speakers, America Jackson comes out in an immaculate three-piece suit with the collar obnoxiously popped, the American Championship around one shoulder and a new APW World Title around the other. The Troops follow close behind, Jackson cracking a smirk as the fans rain boos down on him.
Clearwater: America Jackson with a distinctly different attitude out here tonight.
Remi: A champion needs some ego. Nothing wrong with it at all.
As America enters the ring, the camera cuts backstage where we first see Andrew Barnes and then Lex Collins watching on from their dressing rooms.
Clearwater: The future of the American and World Heavyweight Titles will be declared tonight. The top contenders to both have to be curious what will be said.
As the music fades, America is handed a mic by one of the troops.
America Jackson: There’s been a lot’ve speculation this week. A lot of questions put up in the air. “What will happen to America Jackson with Zaigon Carter gone?” “What about the title belt?” “What will America do now?” “Will he vacate the American Title?” I’ll give y’all credit, you do like to speculate. And hell, I’ll grant you that these aren’t bad questions. So let’s give some answers.
What’s gonna happen to me with Zaigon Carter gone? I’m gonna continue competing here with his funding and his blessing. Zaigon’s choice to leave APW doesn’t mean he stopped caring what happens here. I got a mission and I’m gonna fulfill it. Troops are still here, resources still coming. Only thing different is how many of us are competing in that ring.
What about the title belt? As you can see, I got a new one. Zaigon made sure to fund it before he left. Y’all want to see him as this bad guy, but he did right by this place and is continuing to do so even from afar.
What will America do now? Well…whatever it takes, basically. See I said in my promo for the show that I knew now what I was fightin’ for. I’m sure some of you’ve read the dirt sheets by now, reporters got up in my business. It’s a matter of public record anyway. I got a sick mom I gotta take care of. I got bills to pay. Riley, he said that I’m a prizefighter and that’s the truth of it. I will fight to win so that I can take care of my family. Now here I am with double the target on my back and my partner gone…so I guess that means I’ll have to change how I think. These titles mean that no matter what, I will get paid to come out here and kick ass. They mean security for my family. So I’ll do whatever it takes to keep em in hand. Count on it.
One last question: Will he vacate the American Title?
The camera cuts to backstage where Lex Collins’ interest is piqued.
America Jackson: Hell no I won’t. I fought hard to be a double champion, I earned both of these belts around my shoulders. No one’s been able to pin me or force me to submit yet. No one’s earned these. So if you want the American Title, you can come take it from me.
Remi: HELL YEAH!
Clearwater: Unbelievable! America Jackson will continue to hold both the American and World Heavyweight Titles! But what does this mean for World War Wrestling?
America Jackson: I’ll tell you this much though. Jason Ryan wanted his rematch and he’s got it next week. Before you went on your little pity party, you promised me a match. Wanted to try and get both titles even. Then you lost yours and ran away. So that’s fine Jason, you can come get your shot and when I beat you there’ll be no question about the Storm owning your ass. But after that?
At World War Wrestling I’ll defend my American Title against Lex Collins and then in the main event I will defend the World Heavyweight Title against Andrew Barnes. I’ve already won two title matches in one night, you can be damn sure I’ll do it again!
Clearwater: America Jackson has just declared that he’ll fight to defend both titles on one night! But can he do that?
Remi: He’s one of the best wrestlers in the world so of course he can.
Clearwater: Of course, that will depend entirely on whether he can get past Jason Ryan next week.
America’s theme begins playing again and he spreads his arms wide with a title around each shoulder. The music has barely played a few seconds when someone sprints out of the crowd and into the ring, throwing right hands at him! It’s Jason Ryan!
Clearwater: JASON RYAN! THE NUMBER ONE CONTENDER NEXT WEEK IS OUT TO TAKE HIS SHOT AT THE CHAMPION!
Remi: NORMALLY I LOVE A GOOD CHEAP SHOT BUT ON A CHAMP LIKE THIS? FOR SHAME!
The two keep scuffling with Ryan starting to get the better of it before the Troops storm the ring and begin pulling them apart. While half of them surround America to protect him from further attack as he goes up the ramp, the other half beat on Jason Ryan in the ring.
Remi: This was stupid. America’s got a small army out there. Jason’s going to get beat down something fierce.
But Jason starts to turn the tide! As the Troops get in each other’s way he starts throwing hands, laying out one man after another until he can get space! With some space he lines one up…Silencer! He gets another one! The remaining troops clear out as Ryan holds the ring!
Clearwater: Unbelievable! We’ve heard that Jason Ryan may be a changed man, but he’s fought back against the odds in a way that the old him might not have been able to!
Making sure that the ring stays cleared, Jason grabs the discarded mic and stares down America Jackson at the end of the ramp.
Jason Ryan: That’s a good trick, champ. I promise you though, my time away hasn’t made me any less sharp. That’s why when the contract was signed for this rematch, I made sure that it would be just you and me out there. Your cute little troops are going to have to stay home.
Remi: WHAT? That’s outrageous!
Clearwater: It looks like the man who drove Damon Warrens out of APW is still around.
America looks concerned for a moment but then smiles.
America Jackson: I’ll give you this, Jason. You may have had me sweating if you’d caught me like this. The old America Jackson would have tried to fight you fair, but I got too much to lose now. Losing the Troops…that’d be quite the problem. Only thing is, you just dropped yourself right where I want you.
We cut back to the ring and a MASSIVE Troop clocks Ryan, still fixated on the champ, from behind! He pulls off his hat to reveal 80s legend the Octopus!
Remi: OH MY GOD!
Clearwater: The Octopus! We haven’t seen him wrestle since he aligned with PP Corp in Full Throttle Wrestling…along with Zaigon Carter!
Remi: He’s gotta be what? 70? How’s this crusty old bastard even moving out there?
The Octopus’ movements look stiff but he’s still built like a truck. He drags Ryan up and hits a nasty Powerbomb! He then peels him up off the mat again and grabs a waistlock, lifting him high in the air for a headdrop German Suplex!
Clearwater: Kraken’s Rage! Jason Ryan has been folded in half!
America yells for more. The Octopus obliges, dragging Ryan to the outside. Ryan throws a few right hands but they’re weak with him still being disoriented from the attack. The Octopus throws a clubbing haymaker, catching him hard on the side of the head. With resistance quashed, he hefts him up and hits a massive Apron Powerbomb! He looks up to America Jackson who yells for more, so he grabs Ryan and slams him into the ring barricade before lifting him into a military press and throwing him ribs first into the ringpost! Ryan hits hard, crumpling down and slamming hard on the steps beneath. He coughs with pain as the Octopus finally relents his assault and goes to join the American World Champion at the top of the ramp.
Clearwater: A legend has come out of retirement and blindsided Jason Ryan! It looks like he may have injured his ribs, how is he supposed to challenge for the APW World Title next week?
Remi: He’s not. You know I’ve backed Jason before, but this is what happens when you mess with America Jackson!
Ryan starts pulling himself up, hate in his eyes. Holding himself on the apron, he stares up the ramp where America Jackson stands flanked by the Octopus and the Troops, holding both belts high as we fade to...
William: EIGHT!
Backstage, William finishes his pushes.
Addy: Too late fatty, the shows over!
Addy smashes him in the face with the Hardcore Title belt, knocking him out cold, before shoving an apple in his mouth.
Addy: How ya like them apples?
Adelaide skips away taking the hardcore title with herself as the show fades out.
Remi: It’s time for the new champ’s address! I can’t wait!
Clearwater: Retaining his American Championship against Phoenix LeStrange, beating his partner in the Storm, Zaigon Carter, to become APW World Heavyweight Champion, then Zaigon leaving the company…with the title belt in hand no less…there’s a lot of questions which will hopefully be answered tonight.
Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck you…and you…and you
I hate your friends and they hate me too
As ‘Hot Girl Bummer’ by Blackbear blasts through the arena speakers, America Jackson comes out in an immaculate three-piece suit with the collar obnoxiously popped, the American Championship around one shoulder and a new APW World Title around the other. The Troops follow close behind, Jackson cracking a smirk as the fans rain boos down on him.
Clearwater: America Jackson with a distinctly different attitude out here tonight.
Remi: A champion needs some ego. Nothing wrong with it at all.
As America enters the ring, the camera cuts backstage where we first see Andrew Barnes and then Lex Collins watching on from their dressing rooms.
Clearwater: The future of the American and World Heavyweight Titles will be declared tonight. The top contenders to both have to be curious what will be said.
As the music fades, America is handed a mic by one of the troops.
America Jackson: There’s been a lot’ve speculation this week. A lot of questions put up in the air. “What will happen to America Jackson with Zaigon Carter gone?” “What about the title belt?” “What will America do now?” “Will he vacate the American Title?” I’ll give y’all credit, you do like to speculate. And hell, I’ll grant you that these aren’t bad questions. So let’s give some answers.
What’s gonna happen to me with Zaigon Carter gone? I’m gonna continue competing here with his funding and his blessing. Zaigon’s choice to leave APW doesn’t mean he stopped caring what happens here. I got a mission and I’m gonna fulfill it. Troops are still here, resources still coming. Only thing different is how many of us are competing in that ring.
What about the title belt? As you can see, I got a new one. Zaigon made sure to fund it before he left. Y’all want to see him as this bad guy, but he did right by this place and is continuing to do so even from afar.
What will America do now? Well…whatever it takes, basically. See I said in my promo for the show that I knew now what I was fightin’ for. I’m sure some of you’ve read the dirt sheets by now, reporters got up in my business. It’s a matter of public record anyway. I got a sick mom I gotta take care of. I got bills to pay. Riley, he said that I’m a prizefighter and that’s the truth of it. I will fight to win so that I can take care of my family. Now here I am with double the target on my back and my partner gone…so I guess that means I’ll have to change how I think. These titles mean that no matter what, I will get paid to come out here and kick ass. They mean security for my family. So I’ll do whatever it takes to keep em in hand. Count on it.
One last question: Will he vacate the American Title?
The camera cuts to backstage where Lex Collins’ interest is piqued.
America Jackson: Hell no I won’t. I fought hard to be a double champion, I earned both of these belts around my shoulders. No one’s been able to pin me or force me to submit yet. No one’s earned these. So if you want the American Title, you can come take it from me.
Remi: HELL YEAH!
Clearwater: Unbelievable! America Jackson will continue to hold both the American and World Heavyweight Titles! But what does this mean for World War Wrestling?
America Jackson: I’ll tell you this much though. Jason Ryan wanted his rematch and he’s got it next week. Before you went on your little pity party, you promised me a match. Wanted to try and get both titles even. Then you lost yours and ran away. So that’s fine Jason, you can come get your shot and when I beat you there’ll be no question about the Storm owning your ass. But after that?
At World War Wrestling I’ll defend my American Title against Lex Collins and then in the main event I will defend the World Heavyweight Title against Andrew Barnes. I’ve already won two title matches in one night, you can be damn sure I’ll do it again!
Clearwater: America Jackson has just declared that he’ll fight to defend both titles on one night! But can he do that?
Remi: He’s one of the best wrestlers in the world so of course he can.
Clearwater: Of course, that will depend entirely on whether he can get past Jason Ryan next week.
America’s theme begins playing again and he spreads his arms wide with a title around each shoulder. The music has barely played a few seconds when someone sprints out of the crowd and into the ring, throwing right hands at him! It’s Jason Ryan!
Clearwater: JASON RYAN! THE NUMBER ONE CONTENDER NEXT WEEK IS OUT TO TAKE HIS SHOT AT THE CHAMPION!
Remi: NORMALLY I LOVE A GOOD CHEAP SHOT BUT ON A CHAMP LIKE THIS? FOR SHAME!
The two keep scuffling with Ryan starting to get the better of it before the Troops storm the ring and begin pulling them apart. While half of them surround America to protect him from further attack as he goes up the ramp, the other half beat on Jason Ryan in the ring.
Remi: This was stupid. America’s got a small army out there. Jason’s going to get beat down something fierce.
But Jason starts to turn the tide! As the Troops get in each other’s way he starts throwing hands, laying out one man after another until he can get space! With some space he lines one up…Silencer! He gets another one! The remaining troops clear out as Ryan holds the ring!
Clearwater: Unbelievable! We’ve heard that Jason Ryan may be a changed man, but he’s fought back against the odds in a way that the old him might not have been able to!
Making sure that the ring stays cleared, Jason grabs the discarded mic and stares down America Jackson at the end of the ramp.
Jason Ryan: That’s a good trick, champ. I promise you though, my time away hasn’t made me any less sharp. That’s why when the contract was signed for this rematch, I made sure that it would be just you and me out there. Your cute little troops are going to have to stay home.
Remi: WHAT? That’s outrageous!
Clearwater: It looks like the man who drove Damon Warrens out of APW is still around.
America looks concerned for a moment but then smiles.
America Jackson: I’ll give you this, Jason. You may have had me sweating if you’d caught me like this. The old America Jackson would have tried to fight you fair, but I got too much to lose now. Losing the Troops…that’d be quite the problem. Only thing is, you just dropped yourself right where I want you.
We cut back to the ring and a MASSIVE Troop clocks Ryan, still fixated on the champ, from behind! He pulls off his hat to reveal 80s legend the Octopus!
Remi: OH MY GOD!
Clearwater: The Octopus! We haven’t seen him wrestle since he aligned with PP Corp in Full Throttle Wrestling…along with Zaigon Carter!
Remi: He’s gotta be what? 70? How’s this crusty old bastard even moving out there?
The Octopus’ movements look stiff but he’s still built like a truck. He drags Ryan up and hits a nasty Powerbomb! He then peels him up off the mat again and grabs a waistlock, lifting him high in the air for a headdrop German Suplex!
Clearwater: Kraken’s Rage! Jason Ryan has been folded in half!
America yells for more. The Octopus obliges, dragging Ryan to the outside. Ryan throws a few right hands but they’re weak with him still being disoriented from the attack. The Octopus throws a clubbing haymaker, catching him hard on the side of the head. With resistance quashed, he hefts him up and hits a massive Apron Powerbomb! He looks up to America Jackson who yells for more, so he grabs Ryan and slams him into the ring barricade before lifting him into a military press and throwing him ribs first into the ringpost! Ryan hits hard, crumpling down and slamming hard on the steps beneath. He coughs with pain as the Octopus finally relents his assault and goes to join the American World Champion at the top of the ramp.
Clearwater: A legend has come out of retirement and blindsided Jason Ryan! It looks like he may have injured his ribs, how is he supposed to challenge for the APW World Title next week?
Remi: He’s not. You know I’ve backed Jason before, but this is what happens when you mess with America Jackson!
Ryan starts pulling himself up, hate in his eyes. Holding himself on the apron, he stares up the ramp where America Jackson stands flanked by the Octopus and the Troops, holding both belts high as we fade to...
Closing Time?
William: EIGHT!
Backstage, William finishes his pushes.
Addy: Too late fatty, the shows over!
Addy smashes him in the face with the Hardcore Title belt, knocking him out cold, before shoving an apple in his mouth.
Addy: How ya like them apples?
Adelaide skips away taking the hardcore title with herself as the show fades out.
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