Post by Adam Dante on Nov 27, 2020 22:12:24 GMT -5
We begin with the sound or rotor blades, the sound raising to a crescendo as it syncopates with the echo of ZMAC’s laughter as we track across a forest tundra, Twisted and tangled in vines is a cracked and broken vacuum tube TV. The camera pans in on the TV as it comes to life as ZMAC sits at an office chair with his feet kicked up and eating an apple.
ZMAC: Addy A and The Bane. Welcome back to Battle Island, a little place that Ol' Z likes to call his little home away from home. But seeing that y'all wanna do this here in my proverbially kitchen, I feel as though you are both stuck. Both figuratively and metaphorically. I'd say standard rules apply but fuck it. There ain't no rules. Except the rules that ya boi comes off the tippy top of his noggin. Now aint that a fuckin bitch. By the time that you both hear this - see this - it'll be too late. You'll have gotten out of the punji pit. Maybe with your lives. Maybe without. Only one of you can make it out - the other - well you ain't so lucky. So lets play a little game. Work together, get out alive or screw each other out. As you've seen you're both chained to a log wall. The keys are inside that live pig. Oh right. There's a live pig down there. But there's only one key. Which one of you will get it?
Good luck!
The lights in the American Airlines Arena. go out, then the titantron plays a video of a lone woman panicking as an intruder is about to break into her house. The intruder begins to enter through a smashed window frame as Jamo arrives, standing behind the intruder, Jamo peeling himself from the shadows carrying a sawed off shotgun. A jump cut as the intruder has corned the woman in her closet, opening the shutters with an evil smirk as the women screams with jamo leveling the rifle, jamo growls “Get f@&ked mate” as a shot gun blast echoes across the arena, this syncopates into “Chin Check” by N.W.A . Now Jamo walks down the ramp slowly, handing out high fives to fans, slides into the ring as Jamo climbs the turnbuckles and taunts the crowd bullet club style.
Remi: Welcome to Vendetta everybody! This is going to be a historic night for Alpha Pro Wrestling. Not only do we have a return to battle island, but also our first ever scramble match!
Clearwater: For the very last time, six competitors will battle it out for the Junior Heavyweight title before it’s retired as the entire division is reborn as the Strong Style league!
Remi: That match is gonna be more chaotic than the launch of World of WarCraft: Shadowlands. Out now on PC! This time the heroes and villains of Azeroth will do battle in the afterlife, a land of death and rebirth!
Clearwater: Speaking of rebirth, our first match of the night as it’s all about a Phoenix rising from the flames.
Remi: Don’t call it a rebirth, C-dub, this is all about pride! Let’s see how Felicity handles a battle hardened Jamo!
Clearwater: Jamo’s had some disappointing results recently but he’s still an imposing force between those ropes. He’ll be looking for a bounceback tonight!
"Therapy Session" by NF plays as the sound of haunting bells and rain relents to a beat as Felicity strides onto the stage, she’s dressed in a white and pink bodysuit with white boots and white and pink elbow pads. She raises a peace sign and winks at the crowd, hand on hips as she bounds down the ramp, with Dr Gwen shadowing her two steps behind. Felicity skips around the ring waving at the crowd before blowing them a cheeky kiss. Another wink before she enters the ring with an athletic flip.
Clearwater: I’ve been talking to Felicity this week, she’s a breath of fresh air, Remi, full of optimism for the future.
Remi: Don’t let that good nature fool you, C-dub, there’s a heart of steel beating underneath.
DING! DING!
Jamo and Felicity with a collar and elbow tie up, Jamo looks to use his physical dominance to hurl Felicity over his shoulder but felicity lowers her center of gravity and flips the maneuver on iut’s head with a back suplex, a rattled jamop springs to his feet but is met with a leg lariat as Felicity runs the ropes, gathering speed before hitting a Shining Wizard! Jamo seems disoriented as Felicity follows this up with a pele Kick and a standing moonsault!
Clearwater: All Felicity as Jamo is desperate to regroup
Remi: He may not get a chance, C-dub!
Jamo goes for a back body drop but is caught with a canadian destroyer! The crowd is on their feet!
Remi: Wow!
Clearwater: Yes, we’re sponsored this week by…
Remi: No, I mean, WOW, what a move! Felicity has rocked Jamo!
Jamo fires back with rights and lefts as Felicity feels the wrath of a pissed off former champ! Reeling, Felicity regroups however and hits a stone cold stunner!
Clearwater: Felicity going for the cover!
Remi: No, she’s lockling in a FIGURE EIGHT!
Clearwater: Jamo scrambling for the ropes here as--
JAMO TAPS!
Jessica kaine: And winner of this match... Felicity Ann Mason!
Remi: Comprehensive win for Felicity! Honestly, it was like Jamo wasn’t even here!
Clearwater: Jamo’s been carrying a lot of injuries lately. This could be a crossroads for his career. But we let’s not take anything away from Mason, she made a real statement here tonight. The Phoenix has risen from the flames!
With a jubilant Felicity leaving the ring we see Lexi Hill skipping past her to the ring, her theme "Daisy" by AshNIkko is blaring now over the PA system. Lexi smirks as she waves Felicity a sarcastic goodbye, the fans are seemingly confused.
Remi: That is Lexi Hill. We have heard a lot about her.
Clearwater: I never thought she would make her way to Alpha Pro.
Lexi smiles from ear to ear as the music fades and she raises her microphone to her lips.
Lexi Hill: So this is Alpha Pro? This is the place where dreams go to die. The place where peons simply can't seem to shut their mouths.
The fans boo loudly as she rolls her eyes.
Lexi Hill: You really think that hurts my feelings? Quite frankly I could care less what you inbred hicks think of me.
Remi: Whoa! She is feisty.
Clearwater: I think "bitch" is the word you are looking for.
Lexi laughs as she continues speaking.
Lexi Hill: Once I run through this entire company, you will all bow down to the greatness that is Lexi Hill. Adam Dante, Masuda Jubei. I don't care who you put in front of me. No one in this company can touch my skill. They can't touch my class.
Remi: Confidence personified. I love it.
Clearwater: Or arrogance.
Lexi Hill: No one can match me in the ring, or on the microphone. No one in this company can come close to me. Apw, look at me, I SAID LOOK AT ME and realise that I am the Hill you'll all die on. It's a sure fire bet! Believe me APW, you will all love me by the time I am done. So come on, bring on the best you've got!
She exits the ring amongst the boos.
Remi: She's not messing around, is she?
ZMAC: Addy A and The Bane. Welcome back to Battle Island, a little place that Ol' Z likes to call his little home away from home. But seeing that y'all wanna do this here in my proverbially kitchen, I feel as though you are both stuck. Both figuratively and metaphorically. I'd say standard rules apply but fuck it. There ain't no rules. Except the rules that ya boi comes off the tippy top of his noggin. Now aint that a fuckin bitch. By the time that you both hear this - see this - it'll be too late. You'll have gotten out of the punji pit. Maybe with your lives. Maybe without. Only one of you can make it out - the other - well you ain't so lucky. So lets play a little game. Work together, get out alive or screw each other out. As you've seen you're both chained to a log wall. The keys are inside that live pig. Oh right. There's a live pig down there. But there's only one key. Which one of you will get it?
Good luck!
W E L C O M E T O
Felicity Ann Mason V Jamo
The lights in the American Airlines Arena. go out, then the titantron plays a video of a lone woman panicking as an intruder is about to break into her house. The intruder begins to enter through a smashed window frame as Jamo arrives, standing behind the intruder, Jamo peeling himself from the shadows carrying a sawed off shotgun. A jump cut as the intruder has corned the woman in her closet, opening the shutters with an evil smirk as the women screams with jamo leveling the rifle, jamo growls “Get f@&ked mate” as a shot gun blast echoes across the arena, this syncopates into “Chin Check” by N.W.A . Now Jamo walks down the ramp slowly, handing out high fives to fans, slides into the ring as Jamo climbs the turnbuckles and taunts the crowd bullet club style.
Remi: Welcome to Vendetta everybody! This is going to be a historic night for Alpha Pro Wrestling. Not only do we have a return to battle island, but also our first ever scramble match!
Clearwater: For the very last time, six competitors will battle it out for the Junior Heavyweight title before it’s retired as the entire division is reborn as the Strong Style league!
Remi: That match is gonna be more chaotic than the launch of World of WarCraft: Shadowlands. Out now on PC! This time the heroes and villains of Azeroth will do battle in the afterlife, a land of death and rebirth!
Clearwater: Speaking of rebirth, our first match of the night as it’s all about a Phoenix rising from the flames.
Remi: Don’t call it a rebirth, C-dub, this is all about pride! Let’s see how Felicity handles a battle hardened Jamo!
Clearwater: Jamo’s had some disappointing results recently but he’s still an imposing force between those ropes. He’ll be looking for a bounceback tonight!
"Therapy Session" by NF plays as the sound of haunting bells and rain relents to a beat as Felicity strides onto the stage, she’s dressed in a white and pink bodysuit with white boots and white and pink elbow pads. She raises a peace sign and winks at the crowd, hand on hips as she bounds down the ramp, with Dr Gwen shadowing her two steps behind. Felicity skips around the ring waving at the crowd before blowing them a cheeky kiss. Another wink before she enters the ring with an athletic flip.
Clearwater: I’ve been talking to Felicity this week, she’s a breath of fresh air, Remi, full of optimism for the future.
Remi: Don’t let that good nature fool you, C-dub, there’s a heart of steel beating underneath.
DING! DING!
Jamo and Felicity with a collar and elbow tie up, Jamo looks to use his physical dominance to hurl Felicity over his shoulder but felicity lowers her center of gravity and flips the maneuver on iut’s head with a back suplex, a rattled jamop springs to his feet but is met with a leg lariat as Felicity runs the ropes, gathering speed before hitting a Shining Wizard! Jamo seems disoriented as Felicity follows this up with a pele Kick and a standing moonsault!
Clearwater: All Felicity as Jamo is desperate to regroup
Remi: He may not get a chance, C-dub!
Jamo goes for a back body drop but is caught with a canadian destroyer! The crowd is on their feet!
Remi: Wow!
Clearwater: Yes, we’re sponsored this week by…
Remi: No, I mean, WOW, what a move! Felicity has rocked Jamo!
Jamo fires back with rights and lefts as Felicity feels the wrath of a pissed off former champ! Reeling, Felicity regroups however and hits a stone cold stunner!
Clearwater: Felicity going for the cover!
Remi: No, she’s lockling in a FIGURE EIGHT!
Clearwater: Jamo scrambling for the ropes here as--
JAMO TAPS!
Jessica kaine: And winner of this match... Felicity Ann Mason!
Remi: Comprehensive win for Felicity! Honestly, it was like Jamo wasn’t even here!
Clearwater: Jamo’s been carrying a lot of injuries lately. This could be a crossroads for his career. But we let’s not take anything away from Mason, she made a real statement here tonight. The Phoenix has risen from the flames!
Lexi Has Arrived
With a jubilant Felicity leaving the ring we see Lexi Hill skipping past her to the ring, her theme "Daisy" by AshNIkko is blaring now over the PA system. Lexi smirks as she waves Felicity a sarcastic goodbye, the fans are seemingly confused.
Remi: That is Lexi Hill. We have heard a lot about her.
Clearwater: I never thought she would make her way to Alpha Pro.
Lexi smiles from ear to ear as the music fades and she raises her microphone to her lips.
Lexi Hill: So this is Alpha Pro? This is the place where dreams go to die. The place where peons simply can't seem to shut their mouths.
The fans boo loudly as she rolls her eyes.
Lexi Hill: You really think that hurts my feelings? Quite frankly I could care less what you inbred hicks think of me.
Remi: Whoa! She is feisty.
Clearwater: I think "bitch" is the word you are looking for.
Lexi laughs as she continues speaking.
Lexi Hill: Once I run through this entire company, you will all bow down to the greatness that is Lexi Hill. Adam Dante, Masuda Jubei. I don't care who you put in front of me. No one in this company can touch my skill. They can't touch my class.
Remi: Confidence personified. I love it.
Clearwater: Or arrogance.
Lexi Hill: No one can match me in the ring, or on the microphone. No one in this company can come close to me. Apw, look at me, I SAID LOOK AT ME and realise that I am the Hill you'll all die on. It's a sure fire bet! Believe me APW, you will all love me by the time I am done. So come on, bring on the best you've got!
She exits the ring amongst the boos.
Remi: She's not messing around, is she?
Cage Match
Bonnie Blue and Nanakia V Indie Rebellion
Number One Contendership for the Tag Team Championship
Bonnie Blue and Nanakia V Indie Rebellion
Number One Contendership for the Tag Team Championship
Indie Rebellion enters the stage as the drum intro begins. They sneer at the crowd, with resounding boos. The fist bump and begin their walk to the ring, Laurens cracking his knuckles and neck. Martinez goads the crowd on the way down the ramp.
Jessica Kaine: Making their way to the ring, at a combined weight of 339 pounds. The team of Mason Martinez and Christian Laurens, INDIE REBELLION!
The two stop at the foot of the ramp, focusing on the match ahead as they slide in the ring. They play up the crowd to a mixed reaction.
Clearwater: And here are to the boiling point. These young men have been a thorn to Adam Dante’s new administration.
St. Remi: Let’s be clear, bro, they’re on the bad side of Masuda Jubei and him alone.
Clearwater: Now these two find themselves in a match nobody wants.
St. Remi: True that.
Clearwater: Although it feels personal—and if this isn’t a breach of his powers, I don’t know what is.
St. Remi: Welcome to the age of Masuda, bro. He’s just getting started. And if I know the Master of old, he’s aiming to put the Indie Rebellion on the chopping block for daring to speak up.
White fog rolls across the stage as the opening riff of “Blood” filters through the speakers. The AlphaTron flickers to life with a black-and-white image of Bonnie Blue, her face streaked bloody, as she launches herself in slow motion at Odin Balfore. A burning effect wipes away the image, and a full-color video package begins to play. The arena thunders with a roar of disapproval as Bonnie Blue steps from behind the curtain, and stalks to the edge of the stage to lift her arms high overhead. She’s flanked by the imposing and terrifying example of pain, Nankia, come hot from hell her side.
Jessica Kaine: And their opponents, weighing a combined 355 pounds… Bonnie Blue and Nankia!
The tempo picks up, and the Hardcore Queen struts down the ramp, trading high-fives and fist bumps with the fans who want them; taunting the rest with an arrogant sneer on crimson lips. At ringside, she walks up the steps and swaggers across the ring to climb the turnbuckles, posing with one foot on the top rope as she taunts the fans. Her strong man stands by the turnbuckle like a bouncer, staring daggers into their foes across the ring. Mason and Christian stand their ground.
Clearwater: These two made a huge pop on the show last week when they incapacitated the indie rebellion.
St. Remi: And there’s no way they’re even 50% tonight.
Clearwater: True, but here we are, and only one man is enjoying their torment.
St. Remi: And here it comes…. that mausoleum of steel. And these fans are loving everything about it, bro.
Clearwater: As the cage descends upon the ring, we remind our viewers that tonight’s match is in a steel cage. No one escapes. Only the final count will end the torment of the rebellion.
St. Remi: Bro, give them some credit. They were tag champs until Warrens and America Jackson took advantage of their lifeless bodies.
Clearwater: And those two are responsible. And there’s the bell!
Martinez and Laurens line up in and both go for the legs of Bonnie Blue’s associate with a duet of on-time dropkick. Nankia remains on his feet as he rebounds off the rope into a double hip toss from the Indie Rebellion. Martinez goes after Nankia, leaving his partner to face the hardcore legend.
Clearwater: Teamwork at its finest, but can they keep down up with their opponents?
St. Remi: Bonnie bringing that combat experience—and she’s got Christian trapped in a muay thai clutch! And here come those terrible knee strikes we’ve seen many times before!
Clearwater: waist clutch suplex from Laurens!
Bonnie rolls away and recovers, holding her back, avoiding the pinfall bridge attempt by Christian Laurens. Nankia overpowers Mason Martinez and lays him flat with a back body drop. He then charges Laurens into the cage to pins hi against steel for some pop shots at his gut. Bonnie takes over with kicks that stripe across his chest. Nankia turns his attention back Martinez with elbow drop to the back before applying a side headlock.
Clearwater: Bonnie Blue and her associate have retaken the match, and with nowhere to run or hide, the Idie Rebellion could have finally met their match!
St. Remi: That’s Bonnie Blue. Multi-time champ across the world! Of course she’s prepared for this one, bro!
Clearwater: Maybe, but how is there any hope for the Indie Rebellion after this beatdown?
St. Remi: Martinez elbowing his way free—and he’s climbing the cage!
Clearwater: Where does he think he’s going? This isn’t an escape cage!
Martinez gets about one-third the way up before using this additional height to hurricanrana Blue’s associate across the ring. He recovers in time to save his partner from the clutch of infamous time witch. Blue disengages, but only for moment, allowing Nankia to regain himself.
Clearwater: Do you think that mask is hindering him?
St. Remi: Maybe, but who knows? He seems to be doing well enough.
Martinez goes low with Laurens going high, hitting a pair of tiered leg lariats that cut her muscle down to the canvas. Blue intervenes on the pin before locking onto Martinez’s arm from behind. She gets a bit of a slingshot from the ropes before whipping Mason to the floor with a beautiful head scissors. Laurens goes behind but Blue elbows free, setting up a sunset flip pin that has both opponents execute a pretty backflip into a jackknife pin in favor of Bonnie Blue.
1!
2!
Martinez shoulder blocks through the pin in time.
Clearwater: Quick save, but how many times can he hope to pull that off?
St. Remi: Good question, bro, I guess time will tell.
Clearwater: Blue back to her feet, kicking away at Martinez and Laurens with expert precision.
Nankia roars from out of nowhere and clotheslines Martinez out of his shoes. He then whips Laurens into Bonnie Blue wo springs from the bowing wall of the cage to hit a springboard bulldog.
Clearwater: Time’s up! I think they can feel it!
St. Remi: Not much left of the Indie Rebellion… they need something big here and now!
Martinez fights off the man grabbing his leg, but a flurry of punches and kicks keeps him grounded for Bonnie Blue and her veteran senses, begging her to seal this match for good. She gestures to the crowd to an uproar of boos before nailing a codebreaker that holds onto into a vicious triangle hold.
Clearwater: Timestopper! Timestopper!
St. Remi: Come on bro, don’t be proud. Tap!
The referee goes to check on Christian Laurens screaming at the top his lungs. She locks in the final joint, trapping the entire rotator cuff, forcing Christian Laurens to tap. The official calls for bell.
Jessica Kaine: And your winners…. Bonnie blue and Nankia!
Clearwater: And this one is all over… which means Bonnie Blue and her associate will have a future date against the new APW Tag Team Champions!
“Der Konig der Dunkelheit” plays with the crisp arrival of Masuda Jubei to ringside. He folds his arms before gesturing to keep on with the punishment. Bonnie Blue eyes him wry for several long seconds.
Clearwater: This is a breach of power! He’s trying to have the Indie Rebellion taken out like dogs!
St. Remi: Come on Bonnie! Don’t do it.
Fans implore her not to fall in step with Masuda. She and her associate gather near the ropes with Jubei gesturing once more, demanding their destruction. Bonnie Blue looks to the crowd once more, and then down to the recovering Indie Rebellion strewn hapless before them.
Clearwater: She can’t! Don’t listen to him, Bonnie!
St. Remi: Blue has always followed her own drumbeat. This is not like her, bro!
Clearwater: Don’t give in!
Fans beg for mercy against the tensed outline of Masuda pointing to the downed Christian Laurens. That’s when he associate pull Laurens off the canvas and whips him full force into the turnbuckle. He takes that hit like champ before rolling through the ropes and crashing below. Bonnie watches as Nankia lifts the smaller Martinez and clotheslines him to the ground. He then pulls out a pendulum backbreaker, holding the motionless Mason Martinez for his leader to finish off for good.
Clearwater: I can’t watch this!
St. Remi: Don’t do it, Bonnie! Not like this!
Bonnie hits the turnbuckle and makes an all-business corkscrew moonsault that levels Mason Martinez.
Clearwater: This is overkill! How can they sanction this?
St. Remi: Give it up, bro. This is the age of Masuda… best to just play ball.
Clearwater: Bonnie and her new associate leaving a crime scene in the ring.
St. Remi: And here come the paramedics. What took them so long!
The Indie Rebellion gets medical attention with Masuda lapping up the sight behind his patented smirk. Fans boo him to the back as the scene cuts away for a commercial break.