Post by Alice White on Oct 22, 2013 20:58:21 GMT -5
The show opens with the usual music from Steve Vai, and the video package that shows all of the best NAW superstars and Femme Fatales in action. The crowd is alive when it comes to the arena, several fans on their feet as they cheer during the opening pyrotechnic display. Some of the fans have signs, including ones that say things like "Don't Stop the Madness!" or "Proud Soldier in Jefferson's Army" and even "The Golden One" and the camera flashes around to show things like that.
Gould: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to another edition of NAW Meltdown! This is the last Meltdown before we go to NAW Revenge!
Torres: Your right, and it kinda worries me, because I haven't seen an official card yet, and I feel like we should know more than we do by now.
Gould: Just chill out, we do know a few matches, such as Keyser vs Jefferson, Khan vs Brock-Brown, and one or two more.
Torres: Yeah, but I want more!
"Bulls on Parade" interrupts the opening theme, and the crowd stops for a second before just going crazy again as Jankowski runs out from behind the curtain. He holds his title belt high for all to see as he heads down the ramp slowly, slapping hands with the kids in the front row and generally being awesome. He stops at the bottom and starts to go around the ring, then turns around and goes the other way, to optimize meeting with the fans, and he stops at the commentary table, climbing up onto it and holding the belt high in the air. The crowd continues to cheer for him, Gould gives him a thumbs up, and Torres just shakes his head. Jankowski gets down and sits at the table next to Gould, putting on a headset of his own.
Jankowski: Hey guys, you ready for some total nonstop action tonight!?
Gould: Yeah!
Torres: Really?
Jankowski laughs and his music fades out.
Jankowski: No, but for real, I'm so ready for this. Time to pick out an opponent.
The arena goes silent until after a few seconds we hear the soft, gentle sound of bagpipes fading in, it goes on for about a minute, the bagpipes fade out and the sound of an electric guitar fades in. As "Shoots and Ladders" continues, we see the first glimpse of one of our newest talents, "The Irish Curse" Garvan Bryant. He starts on his way down the ramp, giving some fans a few dirty glares, and not getting the greatest reaction.
Rebecca: The first match of the evening is scheduled for one fall, introducing first, from Kilkenny, Ireland.... "The Irish Curse"..... Garvan Bryant!
Bryant slides into the ring and looks around the arena at the fans, shaking his head and giving a few of them an inappropriate shout.
Torres: Why do we keep hiring these Euro-Guys?
Gould: I'm sure that these guys are totally worth every prenny we're paying them though. You gonna try to tell me Sebastian and Trent haven't proven that yet?
Torres: Meh.
"Shoots and Ladders" fades out, giving way to the fast paced guitar of "Boom" by P.O.D and the crowd loves it. And after "The Golden One" appears on the stage, they love it a little bit more. He heads down the ramp slowly, nodding his head at the cheering fans, his song alongside him. He slides into the ring and holds his arms high. His music fades out as Garvan simultaneously charges at him and hits him hard with a clothesline.
Gould: Wow, someone's looking aggressive.
Torres: Aggressive is good.
Jankowski: These guys need to remember I'm watching.
The bell rings as Goldin goes down, and Bryant just starts laying into Goldin. Right hands galore, and he finally gets up and whips Goldin into the corner. He charges and Goldin holds a foot up, hitting Garvan in the face with a boot, then jumping up and hoisting himself onto the second turnbuckle, coming off with an elbow to Garvan that puts them both on the mat for a second. Garvan gets to his feet and pulls Goldin up, hitting him a few times before whipping him into the corner again, this time hitting him with several elbows, then pulling him to the center of the ring and planting him with a DDT. He covers.
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TW--Kickout by Goldin!
Torres: Thought Garvan was onto something there.
Jankowski: These guys look good.
Goldin manages to get away from Garvan and roll out of the ring, his son checking on him and Goldin nods, sliding back in and ducking a clothesline from Garvan, then turning around and meeting Garvin in the head with an elbow and a spear that sends both men through the ropes to the outside. He hits Garvan with some right hands, and Lansing begins counting.
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Garvan pushes Goldin from him, then gets to his feet. He tosses Goldin over the guardrail into the crowd, then jumps on and hits a dropkick from off of it and Goldin hits his head on the are steps. Garvan pulls him to his feet and hits him with some right hands, and the two go up the stairs.
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The two are at the top and fight their way into the back, and the bell rings as Lansing does manage to get all the way to a ten count and we lose sight of the two.
Gould: Well this is awkward.
Torres: This is stupid.
Jankowski: Hm....weird....
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Commercial Break
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When we get back from commercial, we show a clip from moments ago, where Garvan Bryant and Brett Goldin were found backstage, and they were fighting in a hallway. They continued brawling until we saw Gunner Hughes and Tyson Phoenix jump the men, stomping on both of them as they go to the ground. Gunner looks incredibly tough as he throws Goldin into a wall, and Phoenix puts Garvan Bryant through a table. We then see Jordan Keyser.
Keyser: This is the disgraceful state of the NAW, and this is what The Public Enemies are trying to get rid of. It's a cleansing, but nobody wants to believe that. Isaac Bloom is looking out for the good of the company and that's why he's joined us. It's not crazy. But Alex Morgan seems to think it is. And now we have "The Golden One" taken out. See how much something so golden can shine? Kinda pathetic.
Phoenix throws Goldin into the boot of Gunner as the camera cuts back to the arena where we see Jankowski and Gould looking shocked, and Torres with a grin on his face. Jankowski and Gould have no time to sa anything though before "Bitch Please" hits the PA system. The crowd immediately boos, and we see why after Farah Khan and Jake Norton are seen in just a few seconds. We see Rachel Dawn in the ring, totally ready for action as Norton points back at Farah, proud of what he's in charge of here. Farah gets into the ring, and Rachel goes for her, Farah ducking and turning around, meeting Rachel with a foot to the face and the timer begins. Norton sits near the commentary table, and Farah goes to town with some stomps on Rachel, who coughs after some harsh shots to teh chest.
Torres: Farah is relentless, I love it!
Gould: She's tough as nails, that's true. But she might be a bit too ruthless for my taste.
Torres: That's because you don't know about this stuff. Gotta be tough to survive.
Farah picks Rachel up and kicks her in the ribs a few times before a huge kick to the face that flattens her. She hurries over and covers.
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Kickout!
Torres: How? How? I demand a recount!
Jankowski: Really Torres? Really? Really?! She just got out, chill.
Farah picks Rachel up and looks at Norton, who nods and she takes a few steps back, looking for a Bicycle Kick, but Rachel ducks. Farah turns around and is hit with some right hands. The tables keep turning back and forth for about two more minutes before Farah finally ends Rachel with a huge Bicycle Kick and she covers. Picking up the victory.
Rebecca: Your winner with a time of three minutes and nineteen seconds, Farah Khan!
Farah slides out of the ring and high fives her manager, before heading over to the commentary table, a smile on her face as we fade out to another commercial break.
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When we come back from the commercial, Kelly Parker and Katherine Brock-Brown are both in the ring. Katherine nods that she's ready to start the match, and the bell rings. The two circle the ring, with a lockup in the cneter. Katherine pulls Kelly down with an arm drag, and Kelly gets back up, going for a lariat, but Katherine grabs her by the arm and takes her down, locking in an armbar.
Torres: Tough...
Gould: But good. This should be fun to watch.
Kelly grabs a nearby rope, and Katherine lets go of her right away. He picks Kelly up and pulls her to the center of the ring, planting her with a DDT. She quickly covers, but can't pick up even a two count quite yet. The crowd cheers though when she hits a few kicks to Kelly who is on one knee after she gets up, and sends her back to the mat, running to the ropes and coming back with a Hulkamania style Leg Drop! She picks up another two count, but it still isn't enough. After another minute or so of fighting, she hits a Superplex after sending Kelly into a corner, and when she gets ready to cover, she hears Jake Norton clearing his throat, and everyone sees that he has a microphone on him.
Gould: Oh sweet Jesus, what does he want?
Torres: Let him talk...
Norton: In a "Fans Bring the Weapons Match" weapons are brought into the arena by fans, prior to the show...
Katherine looks over at Norton, then Farah, who grins wickedly and stares at the big timer on the tron. Katherine turns around and kicks Kelly hard in the midsection, planting her with another DDT.
Norton: This will be the match choice of Farah Khan at the Pay-Per-View.
Katherine hits "The End" and pins Kelly Parker, looking up at the tron and seeing the clock stopped. The crowd uninamously breaks out in cheers though.
Rebecca: Your winner, with a time of three minutes and twelve seconds..... Katherine Brock-Brown!
The crowd continues to cheer as Farah slides into the ring after Katherine, who slides out and backs up the ramp with her belt in hand, smiling brightly.
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Commercial
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When we get back, we hear King of Kings blasting through the system, and the crowd boos loudly. Jordan Keyser appears on the stage, but not before several golden pyros erupt, and when the smoke clears, he's seen. He shakes his head, taking off his sunglasses as he heads down the ramp slowly, and stops at the bottom.
Rebecca: This match is scheduled for one fall, and is a non-championship match. Headed to the ring first, The Executioner, Jordan Keyser!
Keyser gets into the ring stands in his corner, as his music fades out. "Lesson in Violence" by Exodus plays, and the crowd goes from the chorus of boos to the loudest eruption of cheers so far tonight. The Madman appears on the stage after the lights black out and we see the dim red spotlight that was around the arena on him now. As the lights come back in, he stands on the stage and points straight at Jordan, then slowly heads down the ramp, adjusting his belt on the way. He stops about halfway down, greeting a small child and signing his poster of Martinez.
Rebecca: And his opponent, he is your NAW Television Champion.... Joe "The Madman" Martinez!
Martinez slides into the ring and hands his belt to Higgins, who hands it off to the timekeeper. The music fades out as the two stare across the ring at one another, and the bell rings. They move in, and lock up in the center of the ring, as usual. Madman pushes Keyser to the corner and squishes him there before throwing some knife edged chops. He whips Jordan hard into the opposite corner, Jordan smacking his spine on the turnbuckle and falling face first to the mat.
Gould: He's almost making Jordan look stupid.
Torres: The man is huge, Jordan has a plan, don't worry.
Jankowski: I dunno, looks tough for Keyser.
Martinez walks over to Jordan and goes to pick him up, and when he does, Jordan swiftly gets to his feet wrapping himself around the Madman in an attempt to lock in a Triangle Choke. He can't lock it in right though, as Martinez struggles, and is eventaully about to get to a rope, and Jordan is forced to let go of the hold. He does so reluctantly, and gets to his feet, stomping on the Madman before he can get to his own. He grabs Martinez by the hair and throws a huge right hand that puts the big man back on the ground. He picks him up again and tosses him over the top rope, taking a few steps back. As Martinez gets up again, Jordan dives over the top rope and takes him out again.
Torres: There he is! That's what I'm talking about!
Jankowski: He's showing some real toughness here, taking out someone like Martinez.
Gould: Match isn't over yet guys, cool your jets.
Jordan gets up and pulls Martinez to his feet. He goes to throw him into the ringpost, but Martinez is able to move a bit and miss it. He turns around and is met with a clothesline, and Jordan slides back into the ring. Martinez slides in, and Jordan pulls him to his feet by the hair again, going for a headbutt, but Martinez swings his, too, and it looks to hurt Jordan more. Jordan backs off, and Martinez kicks him in the midsection, then throws a knee to his face. He straddles Jordan and throws some hard rights, over and over, and Jordan takes a good thirty seconds before he can get to a rope. Martinez utilizes the entirety of the five count, almost getting himself a DQ in the process. He picks Jordan up and sizes him up, then locks in the Grinning Crippler!
Jankowski: He could have it here! He could pick up the win!
Suddenly, we see Tyson Phoenix and Isaac Bloom at the top of the ramp. Bloom glares into the eyes of the Madman, and Phoenix waits a second before charging down the ramp and sliding into the ring. Martinez breaks the hold and hurries to his feet, hitting Phoenix with a few right hands, sending him to the mat. He stomps hard on the man repeatedly before kicking him in the ribs until Phoenix rolls out of the ring. He grins at Bloom, the plan foiled, and turns around. Before he realizes it, he's met with a springboard from Jordan who hits the Perfect Execution! He covers Martinez.
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Torres: And the victory!
Jankowski: Yeah, but not without help! That was cheap.
Gould: Cheap it was, but it's final now.
The commentators continue debating as the commercial fades in.
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Commercial Break
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When we get back, we see Alex Morgan following Isaac Bloom down the hall.
Morgan: Mr. Bloom, I demand an answer. What was that all about out there?
Bloom turns around, a glare that could stare a hole into someone looking right back at Morgan.
Bloom: Unlike you, I care about this place. I'm keeping the beasts at bay, so to speak.
Morgan: So you're helping this uprising commence? These guys have no clue what they're doing! They're ruining this company.
Bloom: If anything, it's an improvement. You'll thank me when the ratings boost occurs.
Morgan stares at Bloom.
Morgan: You might have minority ownership, but I'm still the captain on this ship.
Bloom: That only means you'll go down with it when it inevitably sinks.
Morgan: Over my dead body. Now get out of this arena before I have you escorted out.
Bloom: Go ahead. Mess with the bull, and you get the horns. Remember that, Alex.
The two continue to glare at each other as we cut back to the arena.
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We come back and see the crowd booing loudly as the familiar shotgun goes off. "Dead Man Walking" plays, and an explosion goes off with the pyros. When the smoke clears, Gunner Hughes is seen on the stage, and Tyson Phoenix stands up near the commentary table, the sole person applauding him. He heads around the ring and greets Gunner at the bottom of the ramp.
Rebecca: The following match is our main event of the evening, and is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, Gunner Hughes!
Gunner climbs up onto the apron and over the top rope, getting into the ring and standing on the opposite side of the ring as his music fades out to make for for Ministry's "Khrasis Pass" and the crowd starts to cheer. The lights fade out, and a lone spotlight shines on the stage, where Thad Jefferson suddenly appears. Jefferson's Army gets incredibly loud this time, growing slowly as time passes on. Thad has his hood covering his face, and all we see to know for sure that it's him is the title belt around his waist. The lights come back on, and he heads down the ramp slowly. He stops about halfway, looking at the fans on both sides of the ramp.
Rebecca: And his opponent, from Louisiana....Thad Jefferson!
Thad gets to the bottom of the ramp and takes the hood down from his shirt. He gets ready to slide into the ring when he is hit from behind by Tyson Phoenix. He hits the ground and Tyson starts to stomp on him repeatedly, throwing him into the ringpost. He picks Thad up and throws him into it again, before picking him up one more time. He plants Thad face first into the steel stairs, and when he rolls onto his back, we see him donning the proverbial Crimson Mask. He picks Thad up and tosses the title belt off to the side as it comes off, then rolls Thad into the ring. Higgins goes to check on Thad, who is barely able to get to his feet on his own.
Jankowski: This isn't right, he can't wrestle...
Torres: Well are you gonna jump up to the plate and do it?
Jankowski: Would if they'd let me.
Thad slowly gets up, leaning on the turnbuckle. He yells at Higgins to ring the bell, and Higgins keeps checking to see if he's alright. He keeps arguing until Higggins shakes his head and rings the bell, and the match is underway. He backs off as Thad stumbles to the cneter of the ring, and Gunner hits a Suplex. He hits Thad hard with a few right hands, and covers.
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Kickout!
Torres: Really? Is the champ stupid?
Jankowski: He's fighting. He's a champion. It's what the champ would do.
Thad gets to his feet slowly, and Gunner just shakes his head. Thad swings wildly, but totally misses with each swing. Gunner grabs his arm and pulls him in hard, Clotheslining him. He picks Thad up and whips him into the ropes, and jumps up as Thad comes back, hitting him with the patented Buckshot. He stands over Thad, and looks down at the mass of human that is usually standing tall and proud.
Gould: Come on, just pin the man already.
Torres: He's strategizing, wants to make sure he stays down.
Jankowski: pretty sure that's all taken care of.
He picks Thad up and plants his head into the fold of his arm and moves backward a bit, planting Thad with a DDT, then picks him up and gets behind him, hitting him with a release German Suplex, sending him into the corner. Jankowski looks to have had enough, throwing his headset off to the side and sliding into the ring. He hits Gunner with a few right hands, and Gunner tosses him off to the side. The bell rings though, and the match is over.
Rebecca: Your winner by disqualification....Gunner Hughes...
Gunner picks the champ up again, and we see Jordan Keyser heading down the ramp alongside Isaac Bloom. Keyser jumps up onto the apron and springboards off the top rope, hitting Thad with the Perfect Execution! Tyson Phoenix slides into the ring as well, and Jankowski comes back into the action, hitting Phoenix from behind. Gunner throws a punch, but Jankowski ducks underneath it, and when he turns around, Sebastian hits the Destroyer! Phoenix is quick to the punch though and throws a few stomps his way. He turns around to the champ, who is stumbling out of the ring. Jordan grabs him and turns him around, and we see more people coming down the ramp. Leading the way is Mariposa, as well as our other new signing, Mateusz Bartkowiak!
Gould: The Polish Invasion is among us!
Torres: Yep, and the garbage man is right behind them.
Martinez heads down the ramp as well, a steel chair in hand. He slides into the ring with it, as the Public Enemies all hurry out of the ring and into the audience. Martinez holds the chair high, yelling for them to come back, and they keep backing away as Martinez chases Isaac Bloom back up the ramp and the show fades out.
Gould: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to another edition of NAW Meltdown! This is the last Meltdown before we go to NAW Revenge!
Torres: Your right, and it kinda worries me, because I haven't seen an official card yet, and I feel like we should know more than we do by now.
Gould: Just chill out, we do know a few matches, such as Keyser vs Jefferson, Khan vs Brock-Brown, and one or two more.
Torres: Yeah, but I want more!
"Bulls on Parade" interrupts the opening theme, and the crowd stops for a second before just going crazy again as Jankowski runs out from behind the curtain. He holds his title belt high for all to see as he heads down the ramp slowly, slapping hands with the kids in the front row and generally being awesome. He stops at the bottom and starts to go around the ring, then turns around and goes the other way, to optimize meeting with the fans, and he stops at the commentary table, climbing up onto it and holding the belt high in the air. The crowd continues to cheer for him, Gould gives him a thumbs up, and Torres just shakes his head. Jankowski gets down and sits at the table next to Gould, putting on a headset of his own.
Jankowski: Hey guys, you ready for some total nonstop action tonight!?
Gould: Yeah!
Torres: Really?
Jankowski laughs and his music fades out.
Jankowski: No, but for real, I'm so ready for this. Time to pick out an opponent.
The arena goes silent until after a few seconds we hear the soft, gentle sound of bagpipes fading in, it goes on for about a minute, the bagpipes fade out and the sound of an electric guitar fades in. As "Shoots and Ladders" continues, we see the first glimpse of one of our newest talents, "The Irish Curse" Garvan Bryant. He starts on his way down the ramp, giving some fans a few dirty glares, and not getting the greatest reaction.
Rebecca: The first match of the evening is scheduled for one fall, introducing first, from Kilkenny, Ireland.... "The Irish Curse"..... Garvan Bryant!
Bryant slides into the ring and looks around the arena at the fans, shaking his head and giving a few of them an inappropriate shout.
Torres: Why do we keep hiring these Euro-Guys?
Gould: I'm sure that these guys are totally worth every prenny we're paying them though. You gonna try to tell me Sebastian and Trent haven't proven that yet?
Torres: Meh.
"Shoots and Ladders" fades out, giving way to the fast paced guitar of "Boom" by P.O.D and the crowd loves it. And after "The Golden One" appears on the stage, they love it a little bit more. He heads down the ramp slowly, nodding his head at the cheering fans, his song alongside him. He slides into the ring and holds his arms high. His music fades out as Garvan simultaneously charges at him and hits him hard with a clothesline.
Gould: Wow, someone's looking aggressive.
Torres: Aggressive is good.
Jankowski: These guys need to remember I'm watching.
The bell rings as Goldin goes down, and Bryant just starts laying into Goldin. Right hands galore, and he finally gets up and whips Goldin into the corner. He charges and Goldin holds a foot up, hitting Garvan in the face with a boot, then jumping up and hoisting himself onto the second turnbuckle, coming off with an elbow to Garvan that puts them both on the mat for a second. Garvan gets to his feet and pulls Goldin up, hitting him a few times before whipping him into the corner again, this time hitting him with several elbows, then pulling him to the center of the ring and planting him with a DDT. He covers.
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TW--Kickout by Goldin!
Torres: Thought Garvan was onto something there.
Jankowski: These guys look good.
Goldin manages to get away from Garvan and roll out of the ring, his son checking on him and Goldin nods, sliding back in and ducking a clothesline from Garvan, then turning around and meeting Garvin in the head with an elbow and a spear that sends both men through the ropes to the outside. He hits Garvan with some right hands, and Lansing begins counting.
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Garvan pushes Goldin from him, then gets to his feet. He tosses Goldin over the guardrail into the crowd, then jumps on and hits a dropkick from off of it and Goldin hits his head on the are steps. Garvan pulls him to his feet and hits him with some right hands, and the two go up the stairs.
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The two are at the top and fight their way into the back, and the bell rings as Lansing does manage to get all the way to a ten count and we lose sight of the two.
Gould: Well this is awkward.
Torres: This is stupid.
Jankowski: Hm....weird....
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Commercial Break
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When we get back from commercial, we show a clip from moments ago, where Garvan Bryant and Brett Goldin were found backstage, and they were fighting in a hallway. They continued brawling until we saw Gunner Hughes and Tyson Phoenix jump the men, stomping on both of them as they go to the ground. Gunner looks incredibly tough as he throws Goldin into a wall, and Phoenix puts Garvan Bryant through a table. We then see Jordan Keyser.
Keyser: This is the disgraceful state of the NAW, and this is what The Public Enemies are trying to get rid of. It's a cleansing, but nobody wants to believe that. Isaac Bloom is looking out for the good of the company and that's why he's joined us. It's not crazy. But Alex Morgan seems to think it is. And now we have "The Golden One" taken out. See how much something so golden can shine? Kinda pathetic.
Phoenix throws Goldin into the boot of Gunner as the camera cuts back to the arena where we see Jankowski and Gould looking shocked, and Torres with a grin on his face. Jankowski and Gould have no time to sa anything though before "Bitch Please" hits the PA system. The crowd immediately boos, and we see why after Farah Khan and Jake Norton are seen in just a few seconds. We see Rachel Dawn in the ring, totally ready for action as Norton points back at Farah, proud of what he's in charge of here. Farah gets into the ring, and Rachel goes for her, Farah ducking and turning around, meeting Rachel with a foot to the face and the timer begins. Norton sits near the commentary table, and Farah goes to town with some stomps on Rachel, who coughs after some harsh shots to teh chest.
Torres: Farah is relentless, I love it!
Gould: She's tough as nails, that's true. But she might be a bit too ruthless for my taste.
Torres: That's because you don't know about this stuff. Gotta be tough to survive.
Farah picks Rachel up and kicks her in the ribs a few times before a huge kick to the face that flattens her. She hurries over and covers.
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Torres: How? How? I demand a recount!
Jankowski: Really Torres? Really? Really?! She just got out, chill.
Farah picks Rachel up and looks at Norton, who nods and she takes a few steps back, looking for a Bicycle Kick, but Rachel ducks. Farah turns around and is hit with some right hands. The tables keep turning back and forth for about two more minutes before Farah finally ends Rachel with a huge Bicycle Kick and she covers. Picking up the victory.
Rebecca: Your winner with a time of three minutes and nineteen seconds, Farah Khan!
Farah slides out of the ring and high fives her manager, before heading over to the commentary table, a smile on her face as we fade out to another commercial break.
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When we come back from the commercial, Kelly Parker and Katherine Brock-Brown are both in the ring. Katherine nods that she's ready to start the match, and the bell rings. The two circle the ring, with a lockup in the cneter. Katherine pulls Kelly down with an arm drag, and Kelly gets back up, going for a lariat, but Katherine grabs her by the arm and takes her down, locking in an armbar.
Torres: Tough...
Gould: But good. This should be fun to watch.
Kelly grabs a nearby rope, and Katherine lets go of her right away. He picks Kelly up and pulls her to the center of the ring, planting her with a DDT. She quickly covers, but can't pick up even a two count quite yet. The crowd cheers though when she hits a few kicks to Kelly who is on one knee after she gets up, and sends her back to the mat, running to the ropes and coming back with a Hulkamania style Leg Drop! She picks up another two count, but it still isn't enough. After another minute or so of fighting, she hits a Superplex after sending Kelly into a corner, and when she gets ready to cover, she hears Jake Norton clearing his throat, and everyone sees that he has a microphone on him.
Gould: Oh sweet Jesus, what does he want?
Torres: Let him talk...
Norton: In a "Fans Bring the Weapons Match" weapons are brought into the arena by fans, prior to the show...
Katherine looks over at Norton, then Farah, who grins wickedly and stares at the big timer on the tron. Katherine turns around and kicks Kelly hard in the midsection, planting her with another DDT.
Norton: This will be the match choice of Farah Khan at the Pay-Per-View.
Katherine hits "The End" and pins Kelly Parker, looking up at the tron and seeing the clock stopped. The crowd uninamously breaks out in cheers though.
Rebecca: Your winner, with a time of three minutes and twelve seconds..... Katherine Brock-Brown!
The crowd continues to cheer as Farah slides into the ring after Katherine, who slides out and backs up the ramp with her belt in hand, smiling brightly.
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When we get back, we hear King of Kings blasting through the system, and the crowd boos loudly. Jordan Keyser appears on the stage, but not before several golden pyros erupt, and when the smoke clears, he's seen. He shakes his head, taking off his sunglasses as he heads down the ramp slowly, and stops at the bottom.
Rebecca: This match is scheduled for one fall, and is a non-championship match. Headed to the ring first, The Executioner, Jordan Keyser!
Keyser gets into the ring stands in his corner, as his music fades out. "Lesson in Violence" by Exodus plays, and the crowd goes from the chorus of boos to the loudest eruption of cheers so far tonight. The Madman appears on the stage after the lights black out and we see the dim red spotlight that was around the arena on him now. As the lights come back in, he stands on the stage and points straight at Jordan, then slowly heads down the ramp, adjusting his belt on the way. He stops about halfway down, greeting a small child and signing his poster of Martinez.
Rebecca: And his opponent, he is your NAW Television Champion.... Joe "The Madman" Martinez!
Martinez slides into the ring and hands his belt to Higgins, who hands it off to the timekeeper. The music fades out as the two stare across the ring at one another, and the bell rings. They move in, and lock up in the center of the ring, as usual. Madman pushes Keyser to the corner and squishes him there before throwing some knife edged chops. He whips Jordan hard into the opposite corner, Jordan smacking his spine on the turnbuckle and falling face first to the mat.
Gould: He's almost making Jordan look stupid.
Torres: The man is huge, Jordan has a plan, don't worry.
Jankowski: I dunno, looks tough for Keyser.
Martinez walks over to Jordan and goes to pick him up, and when he does, Jordan swiftly gets to his feet wrapping himself around the Madman in an attempt to lock in a Triangle Choke. He can't lock it in right though, as Martinez struggles, and is eventaully about to get to a rope, and Jordan is forced to let go of the hold. He does so reluctantly, and gets to his feet, stomping on the Madman before he can get to his own. He grabs Martinez by the hair and throws a huge right hand that puts the big man back on the ground. He picks him up again and tosses him over the top rope, taking a few steps back. As Martinez gets up again, Jordan dives over the top rope and takes him out again.
Torres: There he is! That's what I'm talking about!
Jankowski: He's showing some real toughness here, taking out someone like Martinez.
Gould: Match isn't over yet guys, cool your jets.
Jordan gets up and pulls Martinez to his feet. He goes to throw him into the ringpost, but Martinez is able to move a bit and miss it. He turns around and is met with a clothesline, and Jordan slides back into the ring. Martinez slides in, and Jordan pulls him to his feet by the hair again, going for a headbutt, but Martinez swings his, too, and it looks to hurt Jordan more. Jordan backs off, and Martinez kicks him in the midsection, then throws a knee to his face. He straddles Jordan and throws some hard rights, over and over, and Jordan takes a good thirty seconds before he can get to a rope. Martinez utilizes the entirety of the five count, almost getting himself a DQ in the process. He picks Jordan up and sizes him up, then locks in the Grinning Crippler!
Jankowski: He could have it here! He could pick up the win!
Suddenly, we see Tyson Phoenix and Isaac Bloom at the top of the ramp. Bloom glares into the eyes of the Madman, and Phoenix waits a second before charging down the ramp and sliding into the ring. Martinez breaks the hold and hurries to his feet, hitting Phoenix with a few right hands, sending him to the mat. He stomps hard on the man repeatedly before kicking him in the ribs until Phoenix rolls out of the ring. He grins at Bloom, the plan foiled, and turns around. Before he realizes it, he's met with a springboard from Jordan who hits the Perfect Execution! He covers Martinez.
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THREE!
Torres: And the victory!
Jankowski: Yeah, but not without help! That was cheap.
Gould: Cheap it was, but it's final now.
The commentators continue debating as the commercial fades in.
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Commercial Break
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When we get back, we see Alex Morgan following Isaac Bloom down the hall.
Morgan: Mr. Bloom, I demand an answer. What was that all about out there?
Bloom turns around, a glare that could stare a hole into someone looking right back at Morgan.
Bloom: Unlike you, I care about this place. I'm keeping the beasts at bay, so to speak.
Morgan: So you're helping this uprising commence? These guys have no clue what they're doing! They're ruining this company.
Bloom: If anything, it's an improvement. You'll thank me when the ratings boost occurs.
Morgan stares at Bloom.
Morgan: You might have minority ownership, but I'm still the captain on this ship.
Bloom: That only means you'll go down with it when it inevitably sinks.
Morgan: Over my dead body. Now get out of this arena before I have you escorted out.
Bloom: Go ahead. Mess with the bull, and you get the horns. Remember that, Alex.
The two continue to glare at each other as we cut back to the arena.
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We come back and see the crowd booing loudly as the familiar shotgun goes off. "Dead Man Walking" plays, and an explosion goes off with the pyros. When the smoke clears, Gunner Hughes is seen on the stage, and Tyson Phoenix stands up near the commentary table, the sole person applauding him. He heads around the ring and greets Gunner at the bottom of the ramp.
Rebecca: The following match is our main event of the evening, and is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, Gunner Hughes!
Gunner climbs up onto the apron and over the top rope, getting into the ring and standing on the opposite side of the ring as his music fades out to make for for Ministry's "Khrasis Pass" and the crowd starts to cheer. The lights fade out, and a lone spotlight shines on the stage, where Thad Jefferson suddenly appears. Jefferson's Army gets incredibly loud this time, growing slowly as time passes on. Thad has his hood covering his face, and all we see to know for sure that it's him is the title belt around his waist. The lights come back on, and he heads down the ramp slowly. He stops about halfway, looking at the fans on both sides of the ramp.
Rebecca: And his opponent, from Louisiana....Thad Jefferson!
Thad gets to the bottom of the ramp and takes the hood down from his shirt. He gets ready to slide into the ring when he is hit from behind by Tyson Phoenix. He hits the ground and Tyson starts to stomp on him repeatedly, throwing him into the ringpost. He picks Thad up and throws him into it again, before picking him up one more time. He plants Thad face first into the steel stairs, and when he rolls onto his back, we see him donning the proverbial Crimson Mask. He picks Thad up and tosses the title belt off to the side as it comes off, then rolls Thad into the ring. Higgins goes to check on Thad, who is barely able to get to his feet on his own.
Jankowski: This isn't right, he can't wrestle...
Torres: Well are you gonna jump up to the plate and do it?
Jankowski: Would if they'd let me.
Thad slowly gets up, leaning on the turnbuckle. He yells at Higgins to ring the bell, and Higgins keeps checking to see if he's alright. He keeps arguing until Higggins shakes his head and rings the bell, and the match is underway. He backs off as Thad stumbles to the cneter of the ring, and Gunner hits a Suplex. He hits Thad hard with a few right hands, and covers.
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Kickout!
Torres: Really? Is the champ stupid?
Jankowski: He's fighting. He's a champion. It's what the champ would do.
Thad gets to his feet slowly, and Gunner just shakes his head. Thad swings wildly, but totally misses with each swing. Gunner grabs his arm and pulls him in hard, Clotheslining him. He picks Thad up and whips him into the ropes, and jumps up as Thad comes back, hitting him with the patented Buckshot. He stands over Thad, and looks down at the mass of human that is usually standing tall and proud.
Gould: Come on, just pin the man already.
Torres: He's strategizing, wants to make sure he stays down.
Jankowski: pretty sure that's all taken care of.
He picks Thad up and plants his head into the fold of his arm and moves backward a bit, planting Thad with a DDT, then picks him up and gets behind him, hitting him with a release German Suplex, sending him into the corner. Jankowski looks to have had enough, throwing his headset off to the side and sliding into the ring. He hits Gunner with a few right hands, and Gunner tosses him off to the side. The bell rings though, and the match is over.
Rebecca: Your winner by disqualification....Gunner Hughes...
Gunner picks the champ up again, and we see Jordan Keyser heading down the ramp alongside Isaac Bloom. Keyser jumps up onto the apron and springboards off the top rope, hitting Thad with the Perfect Execution! Tyson Phoenix slides into the ring as well, and Jankowski comes back into the action, hitting Phoenix from behind. Gunner throws a punch, but Jankowski ducks underneath it, and when he turns around, Sebastian hits the Destroyer! Phoenix is quick to the punch though and throws a few stomps his way. He turns around to the champ, who is stumbling out of the ring. Jordan grabs him and turns him around, and we see more people coming down the ramp. Leading the way is Mariposa, as well as our other new signing, Mateusz Bartkowiak!
Gould: The Polish Invasion is among us!
Torres: Yep, and the garbage man is right behind them.
Martinez heads down the ramp as well, a steel chair in hand. He slides into the ring with it, as the Public Enemies all hurry out of the ring and into the audience. Martinez holds the chair high, yelling for them to come back, and they keep backing away as Martinez chases Isaac Bloom back up the ramp and the show fades out.