WPW Tuesday Night Turmoil - 12/12/06

[The Judge]

WPW
Tuesday Night Turmoil
December 12th, 2006
Ocala Civic Theatre
Ocala, Florida













Attendance: 803


Northeastern Florida's Previous: 800







Daniel: Welcome everyone to Tuesday Night Turmoil. I'm Daniel Justice, and sitting beside me is Max Stockton. We're coming to you live from the Ocala Civic Theatre, and tonight we're starting TNT off with a match everyone's been waiting for!









Arena goes dark. "Suck Teeth Get Wicked" plays as a yellow strobelight fills the theater. El Largo stomps out through the curtain and stares at the crowd, psyching himself up. El Largo then sprints down to the ring and slides under the bottom rope. Largo slides all the way across to the other side of the ring, but goes to far and falls out of the ring. Largo regains his composure and gives a thumbs up let everyone know it's all good. Largo climbs up onto the apron and up to the middle turnbuckle and raises his arms. After the crowd has been properly riled up, El Largo does a backflip into the ring and waits for his opponent, in this case, Michael Maddox.

Mina: The following contest is a qualifying match for the Main Event at WPW/PCW When World’s Collide! Coming out first, residing in London, England…El Largo!

Daniel: It would be a lie to say that El Largo has been impressive since entering WPW.

Max: It would also be a lie to say your penis is El Largo.

Daniel: El Largo will try to turn his luck around and get some momentum behind him heading into a tournament that could turn his career into something meaningful.

"I Did My Time" by Korn plays on the PA. The guitar solo plays, then turns to the drums and The Main Man, Michael Maddox comes walking out arrogantly from Stage Left. He walks up to the apron, then to the outside of the turnbuckles and throws his arm up. Then he jumps down and enters the ring. When he gets in the ring, him and El Largo stare eachother down.

Mina: And coming out next, The Main Man, Michael Maddox!

Daniel: Michael Maddox is an impressive wrestler.

Max: Danny, are you crazy! His name today is The Main Man, not Michael Maddox.

Daniel: I will call him what I damn well please!

The bell rings and both men stare eachother down. The Main Man hops around the ring on his toes, while El Largo runs into the ropes to stretch. They both go into lock up and El Largo gets the better, putting Main Man into a fireman’s carry, then holding on to the arm and flipping up. El Largo then twists MM’s arm by wrapping it over his head. Then he pulls the arm, causing Main Man to flip over, but El Largo doesn’t release. Instead he puts the Main Man into an armbar, putting pressure on the shoulder he speant the match attacking. The Main Man is in an early predicament, being in the middle of the ring with his shoulder coming out from its socket. He tries to make a way to the ropes, but its not happening. Main Man is in the hold for a minute at least. He wants to tap out, and raises his left (good) arm to do so, but refuses. He finally makes a desperate attempt to escape, and with one strong tug, his arm comes loose. Main Man is now holding his arm while El Largo refuses to let him escape. Main Man tries to run outside the ring, but Largo won’t let go, but then the arm comes loose again and Main Man can safely get out of the ring. But not for long, as El Largo comes flying from out of no where over the ropes and crashes on top of MainMan!

Daniel: So far this match has been great, yet its been so short. And Main Man seems to be in some early trouble.

Max: I have a theory, Danny. Whoever starts out on offence tends to lose.

Daniel: Are you proposing-

Max: I don’t even want you to finish that sentence, Danny.

El Largo uses that move, not to lie down for 8 seconds, but to build momentum. He pops right up and rolls the Main Man into the ring then climbs himself up to the top rope. Main Man is lieing on his back.

Daniel: I don’t like what El Largo is thinking. He has a chance to put it away safely!

El Largo flies off the top turnbuckle but since the mask was on a bit to tight and his eyeholes where not lined up right he ends up landing on his back after a swanton on top of nothing but his own arm somehow. Main Man is already on his feet and pulling Largo back up. Largo's arm looks useless while MM seems to be using his damaged arm just about as well as he could be. El Largo suddenly attacks with a boot shot but MM catches him, shakes his head and then rips him down with a nice Dragon screw! MM stands back up still holding the leg and pulls Largo back up to his feet and tears at his leg with another Dragon screw! MM is standing up again and still holding Largo's leg, he tosses his leg to the side causing Largo to spin around right into a boot to the gut, and a stiff DDT drives him down to the mat masked part first! The Main Man goes for a cover.

1……..
2……..
3…-No!

Daniel: El Largo kicks out after 2, but that one mistake may have cost him that match. I knew he shouldn’t have gone off the top rope!

El Largo’s arm pain is apparent, as is the Main Man’s. But despite the pain, Main Man gets to his feet before El Largo. As El Largo begins to get up Michael Maddox runs right at him, and the collision knocks Largo right out of the ring.

Daniel: And with one mistake from The Large, as his name translates, this match can go a completely different way.

Max: You already said that. I think we get it, even I do at least, which is everyone that matters.

Main Man then rolls himself out of the ring while El Largo is beginning to get up. Main Man grabs Largo and runs his face right into the steel post on the outside of the ring. Then Main Man walks Largo to the other side of the ring, the side nearest the crows. MM smacks EL’s head against that ring post as well. Main Man tries to smack his head against it one more time, but El Largo stops him by putting his good arm on the post to block his head. El Largo then does some spin move like you see in Basketball and winds up behind the Main Man. El Largo jumps for a standing dropkick and hits the Main Man right into the ring post. But the genius that is El Largo decides to jump and lands on his bad arm, on the wood of the stage. As soon as Largo hits the ground he yelps in pain that can be heard from outside the arena. Main Man is holding onto the ring post, preventing his fall onto the wood, but then regains himself and walks himself over to El Largo, only a few feet behind him, and rolls him back into the ring, with himself following.

Daniel: You have to wonder why the ref wasn’t counting those men out.

Max: Maybe he forgot the rules, or he’s almost as lazy as me.

Daniel: Not possible, Max.

Both men manage to get to their feet at the same time, so no one gets an advantage, and this match starts over. El Largo runs at Main Man and hits a baseball slide to the feet, tripping Main Man up. Largo sees an opening and goes for a cover, and grabs the tights of Main Man.

1……..
2……..
3……

NO!

Daniel: He can’t do that! Your not allowed to grab his tights in a pin.

Max: Come on Danny, how is it an advantage?

Daniel: True.

El Largo grabs his face and begins spazzing out, and bangs his head on the turnbuckle pad a few times, before getting back to the match, but the genius that is El Largo turns around into a Vertical Suplex from the Main Man. Main Man then gets on top of El Largo and mounts 10 punches before getting thrown off by the referee.

Daniel: Wait, he doesn’t call a count out, he doesn’t call Grabbing the Tights, but he calls 10 punches with a closed fist?

Max: Carlos, we need some new staff members. Get rid of this ref for Danny…and while your at it, get rid of Danny for me.

Daniel: I love you to Max.

Max: I’m just gonna stand up and walk over here, OK. Don’t touch me, anywhere.

Main Man doesn’t seem to care about the blown calls, but he does pick up El Largo and whips him into the corner. When El Largo hits, he tries to jump up to the top rope like he sees Shelton Benjamin do, but he fails and hits his groin in between the middle and top ropes. Main Man sees this and just laughs to himself as he walks over. He sets El Largo up in the corner, standing up, and he himself walks over to the opposite corner. Main Man takes off running, he runs the full distance, not even stopping when El Largo dives out of the way, onto the wood and again, landing on his arm and screams in pain. But while El Largo breaks his arm, Main Man ran into the turnbuckle, and hurt his bad arm that was injured earlier in the match. Once again the ref is not counting El Largo out. Well the Main Man gathers himself, but is holding his shoulder. He does manage to fight off the pain, but the same can’t be said for El Largo. Main Man rolls out of the ring again. He grabs El Largo by the neck and tries to throw him off the stage, but El largo does a flip over Main Man’s shoulder and lands behind him. Largo then dropkicks the back of Main Man!

Daniel: Holy Shit! Main Man’s going off the stage!

Max: *yawns* No he’s not Danny, Largo pushed him just enough so he leaned forward like he’s about to take it up the ass.

Daniel: Something your kind of a conneisure in, Max.

El Largo’s dropkick did nothing, but prove El Largo has some brains, because he landed not on his bad arm, but flat on his back. But it does nothing nonetheless, as Main Man just has to turn around and push Largo back into the ring, as Main Man follows. Main Man picks up El Largo and wraps his arm around his shoulder.

Daniel: Purple Rain!

Maddox picks Largo up like a Rock Bottom and throws him down! He goes for the cover.

1………
2………
3……..

NO!

Max: Give anything but he won’t give up!

Daniel: You said it. El Largo won’t give up

Max: No, I was just listening to this song on my iPod, Far Away by Nickleback. Good song.

Main Man looks mad. He stares down the referee for a few seconds, which only gives El Largo enough time to catch his breath and begin to move. Main Man turns back around and picks up El Largo and DDTs him back down and goes for another cover.

1………
2………
3……..-
No!
Main Man grabs El Largo’s arm that was thrown up and throws it back down for another cover.

1……..
2……..
3…….-
No! Again!

Main Man throws the arm down one more time

1………
2……..
3…….-
So Close, but no!

Main Man tries it again, but El Largo stops his arm from going down and rolls over and gets Main Man in a rollup.

1……..
2……..
3……-
Almost the win for El Largo.

Main Man had popped out, putting both men on their feet again, but Main Man had more momentum behind his jump, and he carried it into a clothesline at El Largo. Largo falls to the ground hard, actually landing on his neck.

Daniel: It looks like Main Man is going to slow this match-never mind.

Main Man does the opposite of slow it down. He has momentum and is going to use it. He sets up El Largo sitting down and then dropkicks his head, knocking him sideways. Main Man then picks up and hits an RKO-like move, and El Largo’s head bounced high off the mat. Main Man then throws El Largo at the ropes, and as he comes running back, he hits a massive spinebuster on Largo.

Daniel: This match is looking more and more dull by the second for El Largo.

Main Man picks up El Largo again and hits the Purple Rain again.

Cover.
1……..
2……..
3……..
Yes!

Mina: Here is you’re winner…The Main Man, Michael Maddox!

Daniel: So many near falls, near deaths, and some stupidity by both men leads to a Main Man victory.

Max: And don’t forget that he moves on and may go onto the Main Event at When World’s Collide!

Daniel: Very True. But until then, Michael Maddox has a victory that can never be taken away from him, over El Largo.



The camera goes backstage where Amy is running to catch up with MVP.

Amy: MVP! MVP Wait up!

MVP turns around to face Amy.

MVP: Yeah Amy?

Amy: Real quick, I just wanted to get a comment from you regarding who you thought was going to win tonight's Florida State Championship match up.

MVP just stares at Amy for a moment before he shakes his head and walks away. Amy looks to the camera, then back to MVP, then to the camera man.

Amy: Was it something I said?

TNT fades to commercial.






The light go dark on the stage as Sophie Cassius makes her way onto the stage with a lone spotlight on her.

Sophie: Ladies and gentlemen the world of Wrestle Power Wrestling proudly presents to you theatergoers a special treat. A brand new one act play by the WPW World Heavyweight Champion! I prodly bring to you "The Worlds Doth Collide!"

Sophie leaves the stage as the curtain rises to shows JMC sitting on a throne that is much larger than the rest of the set on the stage. JMC is currently holding his title belt and appears to have a crown on his head and a scepter in his hand.

JMC: All Hail King Cassius! All Hail King Cassius!

Sophie comes running in from the side and climbs up the side of the throne and whispers something into her brother's ear. JMC smirks and quickly removes the crown and tosses the scepter aside.

JMC: And that my dear followers was a quick rendition of last week's Smackethdown, and now onto the real show. You see mine brethren of WPW, we are amidst a war. I dare say A War of the Worlds!

And my squires and ladies, the enemy has made itself quite clear. This is not an Axis of Evil, tis not the Capulets, tis but a mere remaining flicker of a dream known as Professional Championship Wrestling. Now heavens knows that a war is only as good as it's army, and an army be only as good as thou general. And WPW hath a dominant champion and an inspiring general. The insipid twits at PCW may refer to him as Benedict Arnold, but to us he is simply known as The One!

JMC motions of the left side of the stage as The One comes out dressed in general's attire and he doesn't look very happy.

The One: Listen, I'm all for destroying PCW, but no offense I'm not wearing this stupid crap.

One tosses the army gear on the floor and walks back off stage.

JMC: Our ruthless general lads and lasses!

Now, I am not a benevolent leader but I feel it is our sworn duty as the moral high ground in this War of the World of Wrestling, and we let PCW speak it's piece, so without further adieu, here are several stars of PCW.

The curtain opens up to show several midgets, one of them is wearing a foam WWF Title belt and screaming into a mirror, a second midget is dressed as a popular ECW beer drinker but has a puppet of David Hasselhoff on one hand, and the third midget is dressed as doink the clown with black tears running down his face.

JMC: Well, well, well, I was expecting four PCW Superstars. Couldst thou please tell me where The Dream is?

Midget Adams: He got wasted while freebasing the creamy fillings in the Twinkies at catering.

Killing Tyke: It's a shame really he was thrity-seven minutes and twenty-seven seconds off the wagon.

JMC: So boys, what makes thou thinkest that thou cans't defeat the warriors of WPW?

Snowflake: Wait, this isn't a storyline scripted match?

JMC: What praytel is a storyline scripted match?

Snowflake is about to answer but Killing Tyke and Midget Adams run and cover his mouth as Adams leaves his mirror standing upright.

smadA tegdiM: Heroes stole my gimmick!

JMC kicks over the mirror as it shatters on the stage.

JMC: No you see my friends, PCW was at one point the pinnacle of professional wrestling but it is because of the politicks that it has become a downward spiral towards the realm of Hades. WPW is the rising phoenix from the ashes of thou once greatest promotion and on the morrow of the morrow of the morrow of the new year, thou shalt see exactly what I mean.

JMC then smashes all the other 3 midgets in the face with his title belt and holds the WPW Title up to the crowd with roaring appeal. All of a sudden, the curtain opens behind him and PCW Champion Mike Adams is on stage. Adams grabs JMC by the shoulder and spins him around. Adams then clocks JMC in the face with the title belt sending him to the stage. Quickly Dust comes running out from thr back but Adams reaches a cord above him and tugs on it as he is miraculously pulled up to the the rafters of the theater, and he screams into a microphone on his way up.

Adams: Show's over Shakespeare!

Dust and Sophie are attending to JMC as we fade to commercial.






WP Productions flashes over the screen.

Narrator: PCW Wrestlers... At their finest.

Nathan: Well then what the **** is she doing in the ring John? Shouldn't she be in maternity leave or something?

John: I believe she's waiting for confirmation.

Narrator: PCW Icon T-Dog decided at the very first Tournament of Champions, while men were winning championship gold, he would beat up a... Pregnant woman.

Sweetest Sin begins to kick foward to kick T-Dog in the groin, but T-Dog steps into it and instead wraps his arms around her. T-Dog lifts her up and spins with her belly-to-belly suplexing her to the mat!

Narrator: Just PCW's style, killing the future.

John: She didn't ask for this match, he did! He wanted to humiliate her, and surprise surprise, a fully healthy man is winning the match against a woman under the weather.

Nathan: Whatever John.

T-Dog gets to his feet, and pulls Sweetest Sin to hers from behind. T-Dog then proceeds to lift her up over his head, and fall back, dropping her on her back as well. T-Dog crawls over her as if he's going to go for the pin, but then stands instead.

John: You see?! You see that? Sick!

Narrator: But when given the chance to finish the match, T-Dog decided in true PCW fashion that it was more important to show off and brag about your own accomplishments than actually try to win. Even the PCW commentators turned on their beloved future franchise wrestler.

T-Dog gets to the corner turnbuckle, and waits for Sweetest Sin to stand on her own. Sweetest never does though, so T-Dog moves to her and pulls her up by her hair once more. T-Dog then turns quickly, and hits her with an RKO looking move that he calls DOGGY style. Sin hits the mat hard and rolls over onto her back, as T-Dog stands proudly to a chorus of boos. T-Dog then looks down to observe the damage he's done, before looking to the corner turnbuckle, then back to her.

John: No... No... Don't you dare T-Dog.

T-Dog moves to the turnbuckle and climbs to the top, before looking back at Sweetest Sin with a huge grin on his face.

John: Someone stop him! ****, someone stop this!

Nathan: Wait.. wait... Now he's going a little to far. T-Dog, c'mon, just pin her.

T-Dog raises his arms to the crowd, then pats his left hand on his right elbow as the crowd begin to boo, some violently upset.

John: ****! Someone, anyone, stop this!

Nathan: T-Dog, no!

T-Dog jumps off the top rope, and to the shock of the announcers and the crowd, he delivers a vicious elbow drop directly to Sweetest Sin's stomach.

Narrator: That's a real moment PCW can be proud of...

T-Dog crawls off Sweetest Sin and rolls out of the ring as both John Elliot and Nathan Scott throw down their head sets and slide into the ring. Medics come running out from the back to check on Sweetest, followed closely by The Dream Team, Zachary Winston, Rhys Saunders, Dazzlin Freddie Hagar, and seemingly half the roster in a moment that seems to break kayfabe. Sweetest Sin doesn't move as the medics begin lifting her onto a flat board, and the crowd looks on shocked. T-Dog laughs as he sees all the wrestlers running out, watching as Chris Cage comes out from the back, followed by Vannah, followed by Beno, and finally followed by Sinn. John Elliot goes back to the announce booth for a moment as raw emotion is seen in the ring as Sweetest Sin finally moves, and begins violently crying and screaming "I can't feel anything!"

Narrator: While PCW is busy killing babies, WPW is busy making history. At least PCW will be joining that child soon. This has been WP Productions with PCW's Greatest Hits.

Daniel: I can't believe that sorry bastard fought a pregnant woman Max.

Max: I can't believe a pregnant woman fought anyone. What a dumb bitch.










We come back from the PCW Greatest Hit's segment and Justin Dreamer is already in the ring. Foresaken is making his way to the ring when Ave Cali appears behind Justin Dream. Then Brock Goodman appears behind Foresaken. Ave bashes a steel chair over the back of the head of Dreamer. while Foresaken begins to move quicker towards the ring in an attempt to help out his tag partner. But just as he gets to the ring steps, Goodman catches up wth Foresaken and throws him off the stage. Foresaken rolls down the steps of the stage and lands right in front of the audience who don't seem to know what to think or do.




Daniel: What the hell is this??




Max: Its a tag match Daniel.




Daniel: Well its supposed to be, seems more like a mugging to me!




Max: Don't over react Danny Boy. Ave barely touched Dreamer!




Daniel: And Goodman??




Max: Ave didn't touch Goodman at all!!




Ave throws the chair out of the ring and Goodman climbs into the ring to join her as they both begin to stomp on Justin Dreamer who looks like hes out cold on the mat. Meanwhile in the crowd, someone has thrown their drink on foresaken to try and wake him up, but it doesn't seem to have had much of an affect.




Daniel: Why isn't the referee doing anything to stop this??




Max: Has the referee even rung the bell yet??




Daniel: I don't think so, but Ave Cali and Brock Goodman are ringing Justin Dreamer's bell right now!




The referee finally attempts to get some order in this match, and demands either Goodman or Ave get out of the ring. Ave gets out and stands on the apron, watching Foresaken to see when, or rather if he gets up from being thrown off the stage by Goodman before the match even began. Goodman picks Dreamer up and throws him into the corner and begins punching away at him. The referee shouts at Goodman who just gives him an evil look and continues. The referee drags Goodman away, turning his back to Ave and Dreamer. Ave begins choking Dreamer with the tag rope as Goodman distracts the referee.




Daniel: This is disgusting. Justin Dreamer can't even defend himself. And his tag partner is oly now just begining to stir!




Max: Well thats his own fault for not watching where he was going, and falling off the stage!




Daniel: Not watching where he was going?? FALLING off the stage?? Are you even waching this match??




Ave finally lets go of the tag rope and lets Dreamer breathe for a while before Goodman goes for him again. Goodman picks up Dreamer and delivers a stiff looking punch to the face of Dreamer. Sending him straightg back down to the mat. Goodman picks up Dreamer again. This time Dreamer starts fighting back with rights and lefts to the abdomen of Goodman. Dreamer is back up to one knee and seems to be finally getting himself in this match. Dreamer gets back up to his feet and whips Goodman off the ropes and knocks him down with a drop kick. Dreamer gets straight back to his feet...as Goodman takes slightly longer to do so. Dreamer again hits Goodman with rights and lefts, and again goes to whip Goodman into the ropes, but Ave Cali comes in and hits Dreamer in the back allowing Goodman to regain the advantage. The referee makes Ave get out of the ring.




Daniel: Damnit! Just when Justin Dreamer was getting back into this match, they start double teaming him again!




Max: Hardly! She just gave him one little hit!! Is he that match of a pansy??




Goodman clubs Dreamer in the back, sending him down to one knee. Goodman then slaps Dreamer around the head, telling him to get up. But every time Dreamer attempts to get up, Goodman clubs him in the back again sending him back down to his knees. On the outside, Forsaken is finally moving, infact, hes now crawling up the steps of the stage. He gets up on the stage, on his knees. Ave looks over and sees him. She quickly jumps off the ring apron and goes over to him. Ave kicks Forsaken in the face, sending him backwards off the stage...again.




Daniel: I think Forsaken has probably suffered quite a bit of head trauma tonight!




Max: And thats the last thing HE needed!




Goodman looks over and laughs at Forsaken who by now is most likely dead. But we'll sort that out later...Goodman turns to Dreamer, and gets superkicked in the face. Both men are now down as the referee begins to count.




1.....




2.....




3.....




4.....




5.....




6.....For some reason, Dreamer begins crawling towards his corner. But we all know theres noone there for him to tag.




7.....




8.....Dreamer finally makes it to his corner and reaches up for a tag. When he doesn't feel anything he looks up and realises theres noone there. Dreamer slowly gets up, and turns around, to see Brock Goodman smiling at him. Out of nowhere Goodman rushes towards Dreamer and Dreamer seems to be in a hell of a lot of trouble. Goodman goes for the clothesline...but Dreamer hits a drop toe hold and Goodman goes crashing face first into the middle turnbuckle.




Daniel: What quick thinking from Justin Dreamer!




Max: Yeah, What quick thinking from Justin Dreamer?




Daniel: Thats not what I meant!




Max: I know, its what you should have said though!




Dreamer gets up, and sees Goodman still face first in the middle turnbuckle. Realising this is his chance Dreamer goes for Goodman. Dreamer drop kicks Goodman in the back, which makes Goodman practically headbutt the middle turnbuckle. Dreamer picks up Goodman on his shoulders for a Death Valley Driver. The referee sticks his head out of the ring to tell a fan shouting abuse towards the ring to shut up. And Ave Cali sneaks in and kicks Dreamer where the sun don't even think about shining. Goodman gets off Dreamers shoulders, and lifts him up, and hits the final resting place.




Daniel: DAMNIT!! This is just a damn gloryfied handicap match!! Dreamer never stood a chance alone!




Max: Oh well to bad...




Goodman drags Dreamer across the ring towards his teams corner, and tags in Ave. As the referee gets back into the ring. Ave climbs to the top, as Goodman picks Dreamer up, just barely holding him up. Ave jumps off the top, and Goodman lets go of Dreamer just in time. Ave hits a flying body press and the referee makes the count...




1...





2...





3!!!




Mina: The winners of this match...Beauty & The Beast!!




Backstage Legendary Ken is seen walking with X-P*C.




Daniel: And up next, the man everyone loves to hate.




Max: MAKE SOME NOISE!!!










WP Productions flashes on the screen.


Narrator: Welcome back to another ediition of PCW's Greatest Hits. This time we take you back to Adrenaline, September 17th, 2005.


Davis: The following contest is scheduled for one fall.


"Headstrong" hits the speakers as Beno steps out onto the stage.


Davis: Introducing first, from Gwinn, Michigan. Weighing in at 290 lbs, Beno!


Narrator: Future PCW World Champion The Killing Joke, disguised as the Man in Black, took on PCW loser Beno in a match live on television.



Nathan: Heh... What I tell you?


John: Just for those of you keeping score at home, O'Donnell has barred Bruno and Gunther from ringside tonight, so don't expect to see the Man in Black recieve any help here.


Nathan: He doesn't need any help. It's BENO for Christ's sake.


Narrator: So Nathan thought...



Beno pulls the chair out of the Man in Black's hands, and just as the MiB looks up to Beno the chair smashes directly into his masked face. Beno shakes Arthur Fisher after throwing the chair out of the ring, and goes for the cover.
One
Two
Three...!!!


Narrator: Wait... Let's see that again...


Beno pulls the chair out of the Man in Black's hands, and just as the MiB looks up to Beno the chair smashes directly into his masked face. Beno shakes Arthur Fisher after throwing the chair out of the ring, and goes for the cover.
One
Two
Three...!!!


Davis: The winner of this contest, BENO!!!


Narrator: You saw correctly. Future World Champion The Killing Joke got pwned by the man who just jobbed on WPW Live. Not lookin good for PCW... Stay tuned for more of PCW's Greatest Hits.









Daniel: OK, this week we’ve received………..no letters at all asking for X-P*c to appear once again on a WPW stage. How gratifying that WPW fans retain their magnificent taste despite being exposed to the……….talents (is that an appropriate word to use in this context? I dunno) yes, the talents of the bearded greaserat each week.


Max: That’s harsh, Daniel. Let’s remember he’s four and O since debuting last month against……………um……..help me out here, Daniel………


Daniel: Joe Berry, Max. Whatever did happen to Joe Berry? A career tragically cut short in its prime. Well, that’s what happens when you stink up a ring with X-P*c.


Max: But this week, it’s his biggest challenge yet. Carlos Gonzales has insisted that he faces Twizted. No injury excuses, no facing his girlfriend instead, a one on one grudge match against the Yakuza from Lollapolooza, Twizted.


Daniel: And finally we’ll get a chance to see how X-P*c will cope in WPW. By the way, I’m told that Marilyn Lee Cross will not be accompanying Twizted to the ring tonight as, having been disqualified at Whiplash, she has to serve a mandatory 15 minute suspension. legendaryken has successfully argued for the suspension to start at the beginning of this contest. Smart move, legendaryken.


Mina: The next match is decided by one fall and is between, weighing in at 212lbs and hailing from Minneapolis, Minnesota, he is the man of mystery known as X-P*c!!!


Justin Timberlake’s ‘I used to do Britney, now I do Crack’ (Extended Banjo Remix) is this week’s CD choice as X-P*c appears bemused at the side of the stage accompanied by legendaryken who carries a huge book with him. This is leather bound and is embossed ‘WPW Official Rules’.


Daniel: X-P*c has clearly never been in an arena such as this, Max. Even his crotch chops seem to lack their usual crispness.


Max: Yes, not quite the same snap to the right wrist there and he’s forgotten to show us his tongue……….no…..wait…….there it is.


Daniel: And immediately legendaryken is buttonholing the referee pointing out something in that large rule book he’s got there. Referee Todd Franklin seems a bit confused but he’s telling Mina something now.


Mina: His opponent, weighing in at 243lbs and hailing from South of Heaven but North of Queens, he is one half of the CIA, Twizted!! Please be aware that during this match Twizted will be unable to use the Kokina Clutch as, according to rule 1475 of the official WPW rule book, choking moves are illegal in arenas with less than 3000 capacity.


Daniel: Wow! I never knew that. You, Max?


Max: I’ve got a feeling that we’re going to learn quite a lot tonight, Daniel.


Twizted charges on from stage right at the first sounds of Kanye West’s ‘Jesus Walks’, and slides right under the bottom rope taking zzz’s feet from under him.
The bell rings, putting an early stop to the music and Twizted continues the offense, landing lefts and rights on X-P*c’s unprotected head. legendaryken drops from the apron yelling at Todd Franklin to watch out for the closed fist. Franklin warns Twizted who rises to argue his case. X-P*c gets to his feet and double axehandles Twizted at the back of the neck. Twizted jolts slightly but turns, more annoyed than hurt, and grabs X-P*c into a Belly to Belly Suplex. X-P*c attempts to catch Twizted in a Headlock as they land but Twizted easily kicks out of this and lands a knee into X-P*c’s ribs. He then goes to the top rope but legendaryken jumps up to the ring apron again and calls over the referee, pointing at something in the rule book. Franklin stands in front of Twizted preventing him from carrying out the planned move on the fallen X-P*c.


Daniel: Franklin explaining that Twizted cannot use the top rope for maneuvers as the roof on the building is only 29 feet high, that’s 1 foot less than the regulation size which would allow these moves to be made.


Max: Wow. You managed to lip read all that from this distance. I’m impressed, Daniel.


Daniel: Shush, Max.


Twizted eventually climbs down the turnbuckle realizing that further protest would be futile, but X-P*c has recovered and launches a dropkick at Twizted. Todd Franklin steps aside at the last moment so that Twizted doesn’t see the kick coming. It lands flush on Twizted’s chin and he drops.
X-P*c covers.


1………2………Twizted kicks out.


Daniel: legendaryken complaining that was a three count but I don’t think that the rule book would help him there.
Max, what are you doing?


Max is inching forward an unopened letter on the announce desk.


Max: I’m pushing the envelope, Daniel. I can’t see what all the fuss is about, myself.


X-P*c takes advantage of the dazed Twizted and pulls off a Running Bulldog then goes for a Lionsault.


Max: Second rope, Daniel, so I guess that’s OK.


Daniel: Plus the month doesn’t have an X in it, so all X-P*c’s moves will be legal.


Max starts going through the months of the year silently, counting them off on his fingers as the action continues in the ring.
X-P*c goes for another cover but Twizted throws him off and both men get back to their feet. They lock up and Twizted forces X-P*c to his knees before releasing and hitting him with a 540 Spinkick.
Franklin throws up his hands in exasperation as legendaryken stabs the book with a bony finger. Franklin goes to Twizted as he sets X-P*c up for a Northern Lights Driver and insists on looking at his feet. After a short delay the pair argue and eventually Twizted is forced to remove his purple calf length boots.


Max: What is going on?


Daniel: There must be something illegal about those boots. Studs a quarter inch too long, laces made of wrong material, offensive purple color………your guess is as good as mine Max, but Twizted is going to have to continue this contest in his bare feet.


X-P*c grins and makes a play of wafting away the smell from Twizted’s feet, then stomps down hard on his bare toes. Twizted hops away and X-P*c tries to follow up with a DDT but Twizted releases himself and quickly carries out a Brooklyn Screwjob – a 360 Unprettier. X-P*c spasms on the mat and Twizted covers.


1……….2………..but X-P*c has a foot under the bottom rope as legendaryken eagerly points out. Franklin insists that Twizted release the hold
As he gets to his feet, Twizted presses home his advantage by using a Chimera-Plex – a German Suplex followed by a Dragon Suplex.
X-P*c looks out of the game now and Twizted prepares for a Greetings from the Bronx, but Franklin gets too close and is struck by one of X-P*c’s flailing arms.


Daniel: Oooh. Todd Franklin caught a nasty one there and that’s floored him. Twizted completes his Greetings from the Bronx and covers………..but there’s no-one there to make the count. He thumps the mat in frustration, but that’s not doing him any good.


He releases the cover and goes to rouse Franklin but legendaryken has crept up behind him and cracks him across the back of the head with the heavy rule book. Twizted drops as Franklin recovers but legendaryken has neatly left the ring and yells at X-P*c to make the cover. He does so and a shaken Franklin does the count.


1…………2…………3!!!


Ding Ding


Mona: The winner of this contest and still undefeated………X-P*c!!!


Medics arrive in the ring to tend to the unconscious Twizted as legendaryken raises the winner's hand, the rule book tucked under his other arm.
X-P*c groggily throws a couple of crotch chops as the crowd boos increase but legendaryken pays no attention and taps the book knowingly.


Daniel: Well, there you have it - the cream of WPW according to the statistics. For the first time I fear for our future after the upcoming survival PPV against PCW. Dark days. Dark days indeed.


Max: I've always been impressed with Jeffrey O'Donnell and I'd be happy to work for him in the future.


Daniel: Oh, shut up. Next up Johnny Saxton takes on Ben Whyndam. We'll be right back folks!





We return to Turmoil with The One standing in the ring with his music playing, The ring has nothing really special in it like in other interview segments, just The One holding the mic and waiting to begin

The One: Welcome to the first edition of One on One with The One on T.N.T. With your host… The One, usually I would interview myself but due to orders from your boss…. I have a special guess…

The One looks towards the entrance and wait for his guest…. Suddenly, Dan Murph walks out through the curtains. No theme music… just towering boos fill the event, Murph walks in the ring with a accomplished look on his face. He grabs a mic from one of the stage hands and smirks at The One.

The One: Murph… Murph… Murph… May I be first to say that it is less than a privilege having to conduct and interview will someone as cowardly as you, but I must fulfill my contract obligations, and one of them is to participate in anything I am booked into on Turmoil. So first I would like to show the fans what happened on Adrenaline… because most of you probably missed it…

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Ahh… due to PCW tardyness we weren’t able to get the footage in time. Long story short, Murph turn on Carlos and WPW got a little bit of a beating due to Murph’s turn. So Danny boy, would you like to explain why you turned on WPW and joined back up with the sinking ship known as PCW?

Murph: Now One...is that really anyway to treat a guest?? Never mind a guest, is that anyway to treat a friend?? Because One, that’s what I always thought we were. You and I have almost be inseparable since coming to WPW. Damn near every week we got to fight with each other. And I know I for one had a blast...but then again, that’s probably because most of those times I left you bloodied and unconscious In the centre of the ring.

The One: Yes Dan, we all know your such a better wrestler than myself, but I asked you why did re join PCW, why did you commit the worst sin of war… treason?

Murph: What do you expect me to say? Do you expect me to tell every single bastard here that I joined up with PCW because its my home? Do you expect me to say that I joined up with PCW because its the future of Professional Wrestling? Because I’m not going to stand here and lie. I've said it time and time again…My services went out to the highest bidder… Simply put, I’m not back in PCW to make friends, or even to make new enemies for that matter. I there to do a job… and that’s kill WPW… once and for all.


The One: So this turn was merely about money? Your allegiance lies within your check book? I must say it is a sad thing when you know of nothing but money… feel only when you speak of wealth… your life is almost as pathetic as your wrestling abilities. But that’s fine Murph, we don’t need you… we always have Ray Williams… who is by far a much more accomplished wrester than yourself… isn’t that right?

Murph grows furious face to face with The One. Murph towers over The One… but The One doesn’t back down, You can feel the tension between the two men. Murph slowly raises the mic back up to his lips…

Murph: You shut your damn mouth right now. I've beaten you with in an inch of your life before, and I won't hesitate to do it again. My turn on this crappy little company wasn't all about money. For months on end I've been getting the short end of the stick in WPW. I do all of Carlos Gonzales' dirty work for him while that useless hack Ray Williams stands on the sidelines. Yet he’s the one that gets in 2 main events...Yet he’s the one that gets a WPW Title show. Then there’s Jesse Long, I beat that shrimp so bad his damn mother probably had a broken back. But obviously that doesn't mean a damn thing either...because wouldn't you just know it, he gets TWO title shots. So what I wanna know is where the hell is my title shot? Where the hell is all the recognition for all my hard work??? I came within seconds of beating the fucking World Champion. A feat that next to nobody has managed since WPW opened. But then again, we all know why I didn't beat him...don't we…

The One merely smiles and begins to speak….

The One: Now… now… you don’t worry about the past, don’t you worry your little irregularly shaped blonde head about it…but I have to admit, Ray Williams has seen the limelight more than a few more deserving wrestlers, but that gives you know write to turn on your home. You are a pathetic coward and judgment will soon be upon you. Actually… sooner than you think, as I see it now… the WPW vs. PCW match is shaping up to hold your future in it’s hands more than most… If you win, you will be skyrocketed in to the main event position… but if you lose… your back to working at the preverbal car wash with Williams. What a tangled web we weave isn’t it? You whole career could hinge on a match that I coincidently have a major role in… I in a way… decide your fate… how’s does that feel you giant blonde bastard?

Murph: Nice little speech you put together there melon head, but you're forgetting one very important thing. That being that I too am in that match. So I don't have to worry about you deciding my fate. I'll be deciding YOURS! What will it be One?? Will you finally get to reach the top of the mountain and become a World Champion in WPW? Or will it be PCW beckoning for you?? Will it be you going back to a place that you've openly criticized and are now trying to kill? Because I'm telling you right now One. When I beat you, and every other WPW punk at When Worlds Collide...and you have to come back to PCW, there is no way in hell you will EVER get a World Title shot. At When Worlds Collide. You, JMC, The Main Man and whoever else you have on your crappy little team. The 5 of you, and that fat little bitch Carlos Gonzales...will Taste The Rainbow…

Murph laughs out loud mocking The One, One grows increasingly angry and turns away from Murph trying to calm himself, He then turns back around and utter just three words…

The One: I… hate… skittles…

The One then suddenly throws a left hand right at Murph, Then another. Murph proceeds to throw a right hand right back at him. They throw punch after punch at each other not holding anything back. Murph throws The One against the ropes and The One bounces off them and just flies right into Murph. They wrestle to The ground and start mauling each other. This fight has become very personal to the both of them, and you can tell by the contempt in their faces. After a few more punches… security breaks into the ring and breaks the two apart. We cut to commercial with the huge Irishman screaming “I’m Dan Murph Bitch!” as security restrains the two.






Narrator: And we take you back to PCW's Greatest Hits. This next match up is a PCW classic, where some of their finest in ring competitors squared off against one another in the ring.


Jason Davis: This is a special handicap challenge match to settle the age-old question, Which is better, the birds or the Bees?. First, approaching the ring and hailing from the US Farm System, weighing in at an approximate 220lbs unfrozen, El Pollo!


El Pollo waddles down the ramp in his usual get-up, smacking wing with any underage children not being held back by worried parents. He gets into the ring and entices everyone into joining him in the chicken dance.


Narrator: Former hardcore champion... Yes, we said this man is a former champion, El Pollo makes his way to the ring to complete in a match you would only be able to see watching a PCW event.


Jason Davis: And facing him…..her…..it…..are the Playboy cover girls, weighing in at 180 lbs – aw, come on, that must be 180 each, minimum – are Connie and Tina, the Bees!!!


The Bees tramp up the steps and attempt a Stacy Kiebler like entrance, but Connie gets stuck between the ropes and Tina blocks out most of the lighting. The director asks for another take, but this is live TV, folks! So ring the bell and away we go!
El Pollo starts with a chokeslam on Tina, who had just turned after ushering Connie to take her place at the side of the ring.


Narrator: El Pollo was just winging the match so far, but it was about to get ugly...


Tina hits a couple of elbows into the chicken’s midriff and tries for another pin, but El Pollo kicks out at two again. This time Tina climbs the turnbuckle, but the chicken is on his feet and picks up Tina from the ropes, tossing her into the center of the ring.


Nathan: Oh! I bet he calls that one the chick flick. Tina landed right on her parson’s nose.


John: Parson’s nose?


Nathan: It’s a British term for a chicken’s ass, John. Work with me here. I’ve been waiting to call this match since we signed El Pollo a few months back. Let’s hope he goes for the mandible claw soon.


But El Pollo struggles to pick Tina up for a Tombstone pile driver and just about lands it before collapsing under the effort of lifting all that weight. Both participants are now flat out in the middle of the ring. Referee Kenny Mitchell starts the count. 1…..2……3
Connie has produced an egg from her purse that she brought to the ring and motions to El Pollo that she is about to crack it and eat the contents. El Pollo gives an involuntary spasm as he lies on the mat.


Narrator: While WPW has been swinging chairs, PCW has been letting fat women scarf down eggs in the middle of the ring, but this one wasn't over yet.


Connie breaks the egg on the turnbuckle which sends El Pollo wild. He leaps to his feet, hits Connie with a forearm smash, sending her to the ground. He then picks up Tina, pulverizes her with an Up at Dawn (Alabama Slam) and applies the Cross face Chicken Wing.


Nathan: Vicious stuff from El Pollo there. I guess that comes from his upbringing as an Assault and Battery Hen.


John(muttering): For Christ’s sake, he’s a male chicken, not a hen.


Nathan: Tina can’t stand this Cross-face Chicken Wing for much longer. She’s gonna tap.
I guess the Bees won’t be having El Pollo for Thanksgiving this year.


John (louder): He’s a chicken, not a turkey!


Nathan: A glance at his win/loss record might suggest otherwise, John. Yes, there it is, Tina signals that she wants to tap out. El Pollo has won and can leave the ring with his beak held high.


The bell rings and Jason announces: Your winner, by submission, El Pollo!!


El Pollo runs around the ring 2 or 3 times as the Bees vacate the arena and does the chicken dance again as the music plays. Realising the buzz is dying quickly, he gets out of the ring and marches back up the ramp.


Nathan: There he goes, soaking up that victory. He must feel 10 feet tall. John, have you ever seen such a proud, erect c0ck as that one?…………


The feed from Nathan’s mic goes dead as El Pollo mimics pecking some popcorn from a rampside kid’s bucket. The kid wails as his mom hits the chicken over the head with her purse. Cut back to a confused and temporarily speechless John Elliot.


Narrator: And there you have it. One of PCW's finest moments ever shown to you tonight on TNT. With superstars like The Bees and El Pollo, WPW is sure to be in trouble. Stay tuned for more of PCW's greatest hits.




Daniel: Bees?



Max: And chickens...


Daniel: ...


Max: ...


Daniel: Anyway...








Nirvana “You know your Right” hits the P.A. and Ben Whyndam makes his way to the ring.



Mina: Making his way to the ring weighing in at 180lbs from Melbour Australia.... BEN WHYNNNNNDAMMMMM




Max: Heres comes Ben Whyndam and tonight he is actually in singles action against Johnny Saxton. But can he get the win? Can he get his first singles competition win… I guess we’ll just have to wait and see.


Daniel: You make a very good point there Max Ben Whyndam has not yet seen singles competition victory yet here in WPW and tonight he hopes to finally achieve that.


Max: Welll honestly I kinda doubt that he will walk out of here victorious I mean even his Tag Team victory last week came as a result of his partner Trent Payne.


Daniel: So Max are you saying that he has no part in his Tag Team victories? Because as big as he is Trent didn’t get that win alone.


Max: I’m just saying he has a lot to prove to me and everyone else.


"Superstar II" begins to play and after the phone call portion of the song, pyros erupt and Saxton walks out wearing his wrestling tights and a shining silver jacket, his electric guitar slung over him.



Mina: And his opponent weighing in at 230lb hailing from Memphis Tennasee.... Johnnnyyyyy Saxxxxxtonnn




Daniel: Look who it is… it’s Mr. Rock star himself Johnny Saxton.


Max: And look at that electric guitar, you know I used to be in a band once Dan.


Saxton walks down the ramp taunting the crowd before sliding into the ring and then taunting in the center of the ring, holding his guitar in the air.


Daniel: Really?!


Max: Yeah they were called Motley Crew but I outshined them all and had to leave because I didn’t want to ruin there careers.


Daniel: Wow sure Max.


Max: It’s true man they were gonna rename the band Max Crew and everything.


Daniel: Yyyyeah right.


In the ring both men prepare for the match and stand across the ring from eachother.




DING!



DING!



DING!




At the sound of the bell Saxton fakes a takedown causing Whyndam to back up. Saxton smirks and challenges Whyndam to a test of strength. Whyndam accepts and they lock fingers. Both men struggle to overpower one another but Whyndam is the first to crack and he drops to one knee.


Max: Now why would Ben do that? Johnny Saxton is bigger and stronger than he is that was just dump.


Daniel: God Max you really underestimate him don’t you.


Max: Hey! I call it like I see and that was a dumb move.


Saxton pleased with smirks once more and applies more strength. Whyndam cringes and shakes bit then out of nowhere takes Johnny Saxton over with an arm drag. Saxton slides on his back to the outside of the ring.


Daniel: Nice counter my Whyndam… now do you think that was such a dumb move.


Max: It was a nice counter but I stand by my statement.


Saxton makes it to his feet and slams his hands on the apron but before he knows it Whyndam is flying through the ropes with a suicide dive taking Saxton back down.


Daniel: Suicide Dive! Would you look at that!


Whyndam without skipping a beat begins to pummel Saxton with rights on the outside mat. The ref begins the count out but Whyndam continues the fist to the face with no regard. Saxton fights his way out by pushing Whyndam off. They both make it to their feet and Whyndam charges at Saxton but Saxton picks Whyndam up and drops him face first into the apron.


Max: Face meet apron.


Daniel: Pancake right onto the apron… there’s no way that’s not hurtin.


Saxton rolls into the ring at the count of 5 still shaking off the cob webs. A little later Whyndam pulls himself into the ring and Saxton relentlessly stomps him out. Saxton then quickly picks him up and drop Whyndam with a snap suplex. Saxton goes for the pin


1……….


2…


kick out Saxton picks Whyndam up by his hair and then viciously whips Whyndam to the turnbuckle. Whyndam hits the turnbuckle hard and Saxton runs towards his fast but he walks straight into two feet to the face. Saxton backs up groggy from the boots to the face and Whyndam charges out of the corner with a jumping spinning heel kick. Saxton hits the mat and Whyndam quickly hits a standing moonsault on Saxton. Whyndam hooks the leg for the pin


1 ……….


2 ….....


Daniel: oooooo nearly a three count right there


Max: I got to hand it to the man his swiftness is definitely working right now.


Daniel: And it may just be the key to get him this victory.


Whyndam picks up Saxton and hits him with a few punches and whips Saxton to the ropes. Saxton wisely holds onto the ropes but Whyndam comes charging at him with a closeline taking both of them to the outside.


Daniel: Both men are taken over and out.


Max: Once again this match is taken to the outside.


The both get to there feet and Whyndam backs up towards the entrance a bit. Whyndam then runs but Saxton pushes Whyndam high into the air. Surprisingly Whyndam lands on the apron and as Saxton turns around Whyndam hits him with a springboard moonsault. The fans go wild and both men lay on the ground.


Daniel: Did you see that Max what a beautiful springboard moonsault by Ben Whyndam. What agility!


Max: We have got to see that replay.


Daniel: Simply amazing he lands on the apron and just floats over taken out Johnny Saxton.


Max: The boy got heart.


Whyndam gets up first and rolls in and out of the ring breaking the count. Saxton reaches his feet and Whyndam tries to kick Saxton but Saxton catches his foot. Whyndam then goes for an enzuguri but Saxton ducks it and drag Whyndam slamming him into the steel steps.


Max: He just made him look like a rag doll right there.


Daniel: You’re right Max. He just flung him into the steel steps and did you see how his head just bounced off of them jeez.


Saxton then rolls in and out of the ring breaking the count. Whyndam seem to be in a heap right next to the steel steps and Saxton slowly walks over to him as if he is stalking him. Saxton then takes Whyndam’s leg and places it on the steel steps. Saxton then gets on the apron along that side and smiles.


Daniel: What in the world does Saxton have planned now… Come on just throw him into the ring and pin him.


Max: Shhh trust the man… there is a method to his madness.


Saxton then taunts to the crowd and then runs along the apron jumping off of it and stomping on Whyndam’s ankle on the steel steps.


Daniel: Oh my god hid ankle at the very least is gonna be pretty banged up for about a 2 weeks!


Max: It might even be broken!



Daniel: He may never be able to walk again!



Max: Okay lets stop the WWE like sensless exagerations.



Daniel: Okay.



Saxton laughs holding his waist and rolls back into the ring at the count of 4. Meanwhile Whyndam is riving in pain on the outside of the ring holding his ankle. Boos are heard all around the arena as Saxton soaks in all in the middle of the ring smiling and taunting. The ref count reaches 7 and Saxton counts along with the ref. Suddenly Whyndam spring up limping and slides into the ring Saxton immediately goes over to him and grabs him by the hair pulling him up but Whyndam reverses it into a small package.


1 ……….


2 ……….


3


Daniel: He got him! NO!


Saxton kicks out.


Daniel: SO very close but no not a full three count before Saxton kicked out.


Max: I can’t even believe he is still in this thing.


Whyndam gets up limping and limps his way to the opposite side of the ring bouncing off the ropes closelining Saxton. Saxton gets up and gets taken down again by a dropkick from Whyndam. Whyndam then gets up as Saxton does and caches Saxton with a reverse DDT.


Daniel: You better believe he is still in this thing its not over until its over.


Whyndam rises to one knee then looks over to the turnbuckle and back to Saxton.


Daniel: Wait what is he thinking?


Whyndam without hesitation gets up and limps over to the turnbuckle and slowly climbs it.


Max: Don’t tell me he is gonna go for a high risk maneuver?


Daniel: Don’t do it Whyndam not with your bad ankle.


Max: (clears his throat) You know he can’t hear you right…


Daniel: Shut up.


Once Whyndam gets to the top he waits for Saxton to reach his feet.


Daniel: What the hell is he doing here?


Jared Johnny’s loyal companion suddenly makes his way down to the ring and shakes pulls the top rope just as Whydam is about to jump. The ref totally missed what happened and Whyndam then jumps off going for a missile dropkick but botches it due to Jared shaking the ropes. As a result Whyndam is hit in mid-air with an enziguri from Saxton.


Max: Jesus Christ what a move by Saxton.


Daniel: Thanks to Jared that is.


Saxton doesn’t waist time and locks him his Tap Harmonics ankle lock. Whydam has no choice but to tap out.


DING!


DING!


DING!


Mina: Here’s your winner as a result of a submission JOHNNNY SAXTON!


Max: So much for his first one on one W!


Daniel: Thanks to Jared.


Max: We don’t know that he could’ve done the same thing because of his ankle.


Daniel: Well all I know is that Jared should’ve never been out here and shouldn’t have gotten involved in this match.


Johnny Saxton gets his arms raised by the ref but Jared gets into the ring and pushes the ref and raises Johnny’s hand himself. Johnny along with Jared rolls out of the ring backing up the walkway with his arms raised. In the ring Whyndam looks on at Jared and Johnny, and pounds his fists against the mat in frustration.




Amanda Rhyme is seen standing backstage where she lets out a deep breath of air as she stands outside the men's locker room again. She looks up when Shadow comes up, but as he shakes his head she looks dissappointed.


Shadow: Let's just go to the car.


Amanda nods slowly, then looks up to him.


Amanda: I'll meet you there, I'm just going to look one more place first, ok?


Shadow nods and the show fades to commercial.








TNT comes back from commercial break as Amanda sighs after walking out of a room and walks toward the parking lot. As she does she actually bumps into T-Dog, and Amanda starts to let out a scream but T-Dog quickly grabs her mouth and covers it.



T-Dog: No, no... No. Please don't do that. All these fans got to watch me beating the hell out of one woman earlier, I'm sure they don't need to see it twice. Now just hear me out.



Amanda's eyes are wide as she looks up to T-Dog.


T-Dog: I came here for one reason and one reason only tonight. That son of a bitch who beat me up last week, your boyfriend, what's his name?


Amanda starts to make a muffled noise in T-Dog's hand but he cuts her off.


T-Dog: Shadow, that's it. Yeah, I saw his little win over Cage and Beno on live, if you want to call it that, and he said something in his promo. He said they can bring me if they want, because he'd beat me too. Well tell Shadow if he's serious, I challenge him at PCW's Pay Per View, The Tournament of Champions.


T-Dog smirks.


T-Dog: You can come too sweetheart, I'm sure my girlfriend would love to play with you outside the ring. And why don't you go ahead and invite your other boyfriend SiNN too? Hmm? Ta toots.


T-Dog places his hand to cover Amanda's entire face and pushes her back into the wall. She hits the wall and just slowly slumps down as T-Dog laughs and walks off.


Daniel: That is absolutely disgusting!


Max: What kind of man does something like that to a woman? What did she ever do to him?














"Some Kind of Monster" by Mettalica hits the speakers and Kaze walks out from behind the curtain with a smile on his face, Jamie Rockwell on one arm, and his cat Kayline sitting on the other.

Mina: The following contest is a Falls count anywhere match and is scheduled for one fall. First, from Florida, weighing in at 346 lbs. and being accompanied to the ring by Jamie Rockwell and …

Mina looks to the side as a production aid yells something to her in the ring.

Mina: And Kayline. Kaze!

As Mina Henderson is barely finishing announcing Kaze into the match, Jamie Parker comes running out from behind the curtain and hits Kaze in the back of the head and shoulders with a clubbing blow forcing him to stumble forward and Jamie Rockwell to jump to the side.

Daniel: Woa, Jamie Parker not wanting to take the time to wait for this match to officially start.

Max: Why should he? He came here to win tonight,

Daniel: He could at least let Kaze get to the ring Max.

Max: What for? It’s a falls count anywhere match!

Kaze stumbles forward as Jamie Parker hits him with another clubbing blow to the back Kaze tries heading toward the ring but Parker grabs him by the back of the head and leads him toward the edge of the stage where he attempts to throw him off. The big man breaks Parker’s lead as he sends a few well placed back elbows into the chest and abdomen of Parker, then turns around and tries for a forearm uppercut on Parker but Parker quickly sidesteps it and hits him with a quick thumb to the eye! Kaze takes a step back as he brings his hand to cover his eyes and teeters toward the edge of the stage.

Daniel: Parker again fighting dirty here tonight, this guy claims to be someone the people can look up to, and someone that WPW can count on, yet look how he’s representing himself in the ring.

Max: He’s not in the ring Daniel, and now that we all know you’re blind, we all know not to take anything you say seriously.

Daniel: Right, you’re the voice of reason out here right?

Max: Exactly!

Daniel: Then I’ve gone to hell.

Parker kicks Kaze in the abdomen and when Kaze leans forward Parker leans down to shove Kaze off the stage when suddenly Kaze’s cat Kayline jumps up and scratches Parker right under the eye!

Max: DISQUALIFCATION! What the fuck? Ring the damn bell! That’s outside interferance.

Daniel: It’s falls count anywhere Max.

Max: Exactly, it’s not hardcore, it’s not no DQ, it’s not a street fight, weapons and especially RUN IN’S are still illegal, disqualify him!

Daniel: Oh good lord.

Parker turns and kicks the cat across the stage in a fit of anger as the crowd begin to violently boo him. A fan who made a sign for X-P*c reading “Don’t abuse that nasty animal” suddenly finds a new use for his sign as he throws it up into the air and Kaze takes the advantage on Parker hitting him with a hard right hand to the face. Parker is bleeding from the face where Kayline had scratched him and Kaze lands a fist right to the stinging scratches. Parker turns around and stumbles toward the ring as Kaze suddenly takes the advantage and grabs Parker from behind and tosses him under the bottom rope. Parker rolls to his feet as Kaze slides under the bottom rope and stands as well, but once Kaze stands in the ring Parker drops and rolls right back out of the ring on the other side as he brings his hand to his face to touch the bloody scratches.

Daniel: If you ask me it looks like Jamie Parker is afraid of Kaze.

Max: Well good thing no one asked you then huh? Afraid my ass, he’s been busted wide open from outside interference, once again Jamie Parker is getting screwed.

Daniel: Busted WIDE open? Outside interference? He got scratched by a cat Max.

Max: You ever been scratched by a cat? It stings for a week Daniel!

Kaze throws the cap off his head and steps between the ring ropes to follow Parker to the outside, but Parker is waiting for him and charges him with a hard double fisted blow to the side. Kaze falls to a knee and Parker begins to wail on his back and neck with clubbing blows and punches before using the point of his elbow as a weapon ramming it into the top of Kaze’s skull. Kaze covers up but as he does so Jamie Parker just pulls him to his feet. Kaze suddenly lunges forward trying to clothesline Parker but Parker ducks and maneuvers behind Kaze wrapping his arms around his waist. Jamie Parker attempts to lift Kaze up for a belly to back suplex but Kaze has too much weight! Parker struggles for a moment sure he can do the move, but the momentum is no longer with him as Kaze reaches down and breaks the hands, then turns around and hits Parker in the chin with a European uppercut sending the former soccer player down to the wooden stage holding his chin.

Daniel: Parker may have underestimated Kaze a bit, or at least how much he weighs.

Max: Underestimate? I think not. He was even clever enough to figure out why Kaze was talking to him from a soccer field, which was a low blow by the way.

Daniel: How was it a low blow?

Max: Reminding a man of what he once was, leave the past in the past damnit!

Daniel: Jamie Parker said he’s happy now doing what he does.

Max: Maybe so, but he also said he missed the screams of thousands of fans screaming for him every week.

Daniel: Then maybe he should go to PCW, don’t they generally pack arenas?

Max: Ha! I heard the truth was all along they’ve been sending Chris Cage to WWE shows to hand out free tickets to events, I’d be surprised if even one of those fans actually paid to see that Adrenaline crap.

Jamie Parker continues holding his chin as Kaze pulls him up to his feet, but suddenly Parker grabs Kaze by the leg and then reaches out to grab his shoulder on the opposite side and he rolls Kaze up in an inside cradle.

One
Two
Three…Kickout!

The crowd gasp as Kaze just barely kicks out and Kaze sits up with a shocked look on his face.

Daniel: I think Kaze forgot he could be pinned on the outside of the ring!

Max: Exactly why we need Parker in the main event of When World’s Collide, what if Kaze suddenly “forgets” what team he’s on?

Daniel: Oh will you stop? He made his allegiance very clear this week when he called out PCW’s hardcore champion Xavier… Xavier… Xavier something. He’s in the main event.

Max: Who cares? He’ll be a name of the past in a few weeks.

Kaze stands but Parker also quickly stands up behind him and nails him right in the lower back with a kidney shot. Kaze’s body twitches in pain for a moment as Jamie Parker hits him with another forearm right to the kidneys. Kaze staggers forward toward the edge of the stage again and Parker goes to one knee, a twisted smile spreading across his face.

Daniel: What does Parker have planned here?

Max: Oh, I think I can guess Daniel…

Kaze turns around finally but not in time to see Parker charging him as Parker nails him with a spear sending Kaze along with Parker backwards off the stage and hitting the hard ground below with a thud! The crowd all jump to their feet as a few guys in the front row start a “Holy Shit” chant. Both men lie on the ground below for a moment as the camera man runs down to catch the look of agony on their faces.

Daniel: Ladies and gentlemen, we have to cut to commercial, but we’ll be right back!

Max: Kaze just got broken in half!!!







Daniel: We’re back everyone, and during the commercial break Parker has been in firm control of Kaze taking him all through the crowd.

Max: You got that right, he even ripped up some poor guy’s Mykal Adams sign.

Daniel: Sour grapes.

Parker tosses a worn out Kaze into an empty seat near the back of the theatre. Kaze lands in the seat and hits his head on the steel arm rail in the process. Parker just laughs and grabs Kaze by the hair and pulls him back up before he throws him into a row of fans. The fans all stand up quickly letting Kaze fall flat onto the ground as Parker steals a fans soda and tosses it onto Kaze’s back.

Daniel: Now that’s uncalled for! That fan paid good money for that!

Max: Oh nos! Jamie Parker might get sued for $3.75 for that pepsi! Call the feds!

The fan gets in Jamie Parker’s face and Parker turns to look at him. Parker just smirks, then grabs the hot dog right out of his hand before grabbing Kaze by the back of the head again and lifting him to his feet. The referee tries to get Parker to stop harassing the fans as Parker takes the hot dog out of the bun and shoves it into Kaze’s mouth. Kaze starts to cough as Parker begins yelling “Choke on it, choke on it bitch!” The referee starts to count.

One
Two
Three
Four
Fi…

Parker lets go of the hot dog and Kaze spits it out.

Daniel: Parker choking Kaze with a hot dog there… Something I never really expected to call during a wrestling match in my career.

Max: Well I’m not sure that’s the first time Kaze has choked on something of that length, but at least he got a free meal here tonight!

Daniel: I’m beggin someone to get me a new broadcast partner before he gets us both killed.

Max: Killed? Please. More likely he’ll send his cat to drop a duke in your lunch box.

Parker grabs Kaze by the back of the head and pulls him to his feet again as he heads toward the back of the theatre. Parker tries to throw him out the backdoors but Kaze blocks and elbows Parker in the gut again. Kaze then grabs Parker by the back of the head and tosses him out the backdoors of the theater as the fans all start leaving their seats to go watch.

Max: Hey, that’s not fair! It’s dangerous out there!

Daniel: Parker’s the one who asked for the Falls Count Anywhere stipulation, you telling me he can’t deal with the backlash of it now?

Max: No, it’s not that, it’s just those people outside… Didn’t buy tickets…

Daniel: So?

Max: So they’re rednecks with no money, that’s always a dangerous situation!

Parker gets to his feet and Kaze catches him in the mouth with a big boot! Parker falls on the concrete outside the theater as Kaze grabs him by the back of the neck and like he’d lift his cat lifts Parker to his feet. The crowd are stopped by security and told to watch the screen as Kaze continues to walk with Parker down the sidewalk stopping to punch him in the face a few times on the way. The referee follows the two men as Kaze yells to Parker “You wanna go for a walk Parker? Let’s go for a walk!” Kaze then tosses Parker onto the sidewalk as cars start to screech to stops, some to watch the action, some worried the two men might flow out into the street.

Daniel: My God, these men better be careful.

Max: Where the hell is Kaze taking Parker?

Kaze slugs Parker in the gut again and then drags him by the hair next door to the theater. “Look, an art museum!” Kaze yells to Parker before slugging him in the chest again.

Daniel: Oh no…

Max: The Appleton Museum of Art!

Daniel: Guys, come back, this is a bad idea!

Max: For probably only the fourth time in history I agree!

Parker starts to fight back by sending fists to Kaze’s side but Kaze simply lifts a knee and rams it into Parker’s abdomen. “Behave!” Kaze screams at Parker and leads him into the museum.

Daniel: Guys, I really don’t like this!

Max: They can’t hear you Daniel.

Daniel: Well Christ someone go stop them then.

Kaze suddenly loses grasp of Parker and Jamie jumps up and lands on Kaze’s shoulders. Kaze a bit shocked by the move doesn’t have time to react as Parker leans back and twists his body delivering a hurricanrana to Kaze and taking the large man off his feet and sending him straight into the Appleton Asian Collection room!

Daniel: Beautiful hurricanrana from Jamie Parker to Kaze!

Max: Uh oh, I have a bad feeling about this Daniel.

Daniel: Me too Max.

Kaze shakes the cobwebs and stands before jumping a bit startled by a samurai statue standing before him. Parker takes advantage of the distraction and hits Kaze with a clubbing blow from behind pushing him into the brass statue. Kaze hits his head on the hilt of the samurai sword and bounces back into Parker who quickly locks Kaze in an abdominal stretch. The referee runs up alongside Kaze as museum workers call the police and Kaze yells out in pain. Kaze reaches forward to grab the same hilt of the sword he hit his head on and tries using the statue to pull himself free but Jamie Parker leans back more and applies more pressure.

Max: Kaze is going to tap out in front of a samurai! Classic!

Daniel: I just hope they be careful in there!

Max: I think the police were just called!

Daniel: Oh lord…

Parker continues to lean back until he hits the wall but Kaze takes advantage of that and uses his massive size to shove Parker hard into the wall, then a second time making him release the hold. Parker takes a few steps toward another room when Kaze thrust kicks him in the chest. Parker goes flying into a column with an elaborately designed expensive looking vase on it and knocks it right over! The column falls and the vase falls on top of Parker landing in his hands.

Daniel: Oh thank God.

Max: I wouldn’t thank God just yet.

The referee tells Kaze the need to leave the museum when Parker quickly stands, vase in hands, and “accidentally” bumps into the referee’s back forcing him to trip over Kaze’s leg, and Parker quickly smashes the vase over Kaze’s head. Kaze collapses backward as the vase is smashed into hundreds of pieces.

Daniel: NO! NO!!!!!!!

Max: Awwww shit…

Parker dives on top of Kaze for the cover and the referee slowly rolls onto his chest and counts.

One…
Two…
Three…Shoulder Up!!!

Max: What the hell! That was a slow count!

Daniel: Well Parker only has himself to blame, he’s the one who took the referee out in the first place!

Max: Oh yeah? I bet if we look at a replay it’ll show the referee tripping over Kaze’s tree trunk of a leg, not Jamie Parker’s!

Two other statues sit in the room on pillars as well as Parker gets to his feet and drags Kaze up to his as well. Parker tosses the big man into the statues and he lands on top of the brass figurines and winces in pain. Parker grabs Kaze by the head and lifts him again. Parker looks to the side to see another vase, a slightly smaller one sitting on a pillar as well and he goes to pick it up. The referee gets in his face telling him not to use it or he’ll be disqualified. Parker fights with the referee telling him he’s not going to hit him with it. “Do not hit him!” the referee yells as Parker rolls his shoulders and just tosses the vase to Kaze. Kaze catches it and Parker instantly jumps into the air and dropkicks the vase right into Kaze’s face! The vase smashes and the referee is furious as Kaze goes down with a modified version of Jamie Parker’s Own Goal!

Max: Own goal with a vase instead of a chair!

Daniel: Someone get over there and stop them! These are antiques!

Max: Not anymore Daniel!

Daniel: I can only imagine the lawsuits this is gonna bring.

Parker yells to Kaze “Had enough?”, as he lifts him to his feet again and walks him to the other exit of the museum. Kaze fights back and kicks Parker in the back of the knee, then as Parker goes to one knee Kaze drives his own knee into the back of Parker’s skull. Parker falls forward but Kaze is happy to now help Parker to his feet and throw him out the exit doors. Parker hits the concrete as Kaze follows him out.

Max: Aw shit, I hear sirens.

Daniel: Me too Max… Me too…

Max: This’ll be bad for business.

Kaze stalks behind Parker as Parker starts to crawl away toward a horizontally gigantic fountain. Parker turns as he stands and is met in the face with a hard right hand which turns his face followed by the rest of his body back around again. Parker touches the inside of his cheek with his tongue as he tastes blood but then bites his tongue as Kaze nails him in the back of the head with another right fist. Parker suddenly stops and turns around, gets on his knees, and puts his hands together in front of him begging Kaze off. Kaze smirks as he takes a step forward to stand proud before Parker when Parker sends his arm to low blow uppercut Kaze as the referee walks past them oblivious and Parker stands. Jamie Parker spits blood out onto the top of Kaze’s head as Kaze falls to his knees this time, and then Parker grabs Kaze by the back of his head and shoulder and tosses him into the fountain!

Max: Splish splash he’s takin a bath!

Daniel: Gay…

Kaze doesn’t hit the bottom of the three foot deep fountain that looks more like a swimming pool and he quickly grounds his feet at the bottom before turning to face where Parker is above him. The second Kaze turns to Parker he is hit in the chin with a soccer style kick uppercutting Kaze back and spitting blood straight into the air before he falls back into the water. Suddenly Jamie Rockwell comes running out of the museum but Jamie Parker sees her coming and faces Kaze’s girlfriend. Rockwell pleads with him to stop but Parker simply says to her “Don’t make me show you the back of my hand”. Parker turns back to Kaze when Jamie Rockwell jumps on his back and tries to lock in a sleeper hold on the other Jamie.

Max: Ref!!! Disqualify Kaze!

Daniel: Jamie better get out of there.

Max: Which one?

Daniel: Hell, both of them!

Kaze climbs out of the pool as Jamie Rockwell stays on top of Jamie Parker’s back. Parker leans forward and snapmares Jamie Rockwell off his back and into the pool as she lands with a loud splash.

Max: Woo hoo, The only thing better than a woman is a wet woman!

Daniel: Which can be interpreted in many different ways.

Max: I don’t get it…?

Daniel: No one expects you to Max.

The referee reaches down to try and help Jamie Rockwell out of the pool when suddenly a fan comes running up from the street and hits Kaze in the face! Kaze looks up stunned as he is struck by a Shining Yakuza kick!

Daniel: That’s not a fan, that’s Gunnar Brian!

Max: Gunnar Brian?

Daniel: A PCW superstar!

Max: Ugh, I thought they only had 10 members!

Gunner Brian yells out to the sky “You don’t wanna let me in the arena, you don’t want to let me on the show WPW! Well suck that!” Brian runs off almost like a mad man as Jamie Parker looks on with amusement from the other side of the fountain/pool. The referee helps Jamie Rockwell out as Jamie Parker walks around the pool to get to Kaze and stands behind him as he’s getting up. Jamie Parker nails him with the Substitution!

Max: Somebody call off those feds because this one’s over!

Jamie Parker makes the cover as police run out of the museum.

One
Two
Three!!!

Jamie Parker’s hand is held up by the referee as the cops take out their pistols and begin pointing them at Kaze. Parker looks to them as they ask “It was him right?”. Parker looks down to Kaze, smirks, and just nods as the police pull out the handcuffs.

Daniel: Uh, we can’t show anymore of this, we have to cut away from the museum and to commercial.

Max: But wait, it was just getting interesting!








Narrator: January 22nd, 2006...




Kenny: Your winner and the NEW PCW Hardcore Champion….Casanova!




John: Well, Casanova just beat the holy hell out a guy with an IQ of 47 and regained the PCW Hardcore Championship.




Nathan: By god, that match was so hardcore, I think may need new pants.




Kenny goes and grabs the Hardcore Title. He hands it Nova and Nova snatches it away.




Nova: Give me my ****ing belt!




Narrator: Everything was looking good for Casanova, but all good things come to an end.




Nova holds his newly won title in the air. A lovely stripper walks over.




Stripper: Hi my name’s Jenna, you look like you could use a little relaxation.




Nova: No **** Jenna. I just beat the life out a retarded guy and won back my Hardcore Title, I think I could stand to wind down a bit.




Jenna walks Nova back to another, slightly less damaged private room. Kenny Mitchell sneaks in as the door closes. Jenna sits Nova backs and he slings his Hardcore Title belt over his shoulder as Jenna begins to undo her top.




John: God we’re gonna the FCC up our asses faster than a cheetah on cocaine.




Nathan: I tell you what John, if every new Hardcore Champ gets this kind of celebration…




Nathan reaches under the desk and pulls out a fluorescent light bulb.




Nathan: Nova better watch his ass.




Narrator: Strippers are beautiful, beautiful creatures, but in this case. Casanova was in for an ugly revealation.




Jenna begins to work her stripper magic on Nova. She sits in Nova’s lap and rubs his face in her breasts. Jenna then lays Nova down and lays on top and begins to grind Nova. Kenny Mitchell quietly walks to get a better look. Kenny begins to count.


1


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John: What the hell?


.


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2


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.


Nathan: What the ****?!


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3!!!!




Kenny raises Jenna’s hand.




Kenny: Your winner and the new PCW Hardcore Champion….Jenna The Stripper!




Narrator: Another fine moment PCW can be proud of... A stripper winning the hardcore title. Stay tuned as PCW's greatest hits has one more hit for you all tonight.






Daniel: A stripper won a title?




Max: Oh man... PCW's a joke.










The crowd are still hot as the bell dings twice and Mina Henderson looks out over the theatre with a mic in hand.


Mina: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is sheduled for one gall and is for the Florida State Championship!


The crowd pop is deafening, the camera paning over the crowd. Several Mykal Adams signs pop up as the rest of the crowd stand to applaud the match to come.


Mina: At this time allow me to explain the rules. The first man to catch a pinfall or win by submission will be Florida State Champion. However to enforce the purity of this contest I have just been informed that the title WILL change hands in the event of a disqualification or a submission!


Again the crowd let out a roar of appreciation of a few pure rules coming into play.


Daniel: Well get ready for a match that, in my opinion, would steal the show at any given Pay Per View.


Max: Yeah and we are giving it free to air just like we always do Danny boy!


Daniel: Both men have promised a pure wrestling match. We all know Mykal Adams can wrestle but can he hang in the ring with quite possibly the best mat wrestler in WPW today?


'Just Close Your Eyes' hits and the fans let out an almighty pop. A roar goes up from the back of the arena as a spotlight shines down to show Mykal Adams standing at the top of the middle aisle.


Mina: Making his way to the ring from Destin, Florida. Weighing in at 240lbs...... 'The Ladies Man' Mykal Adams!


Mykal starts to make his way down the center aisle as the fans stream out of their seats to get a glimpse of him up close and personal. The Ladies Man holds out his hands and is giving high fives to all at either side of him.


Daniel: There he is, a man among the people and tonight will the boy from Destin go on to become Florida State Champion?


Max: You know this is disgusting to see. May I just say that Mykal Adams is shameless in the way he sucks up to the fans.


Daniel: He isn't sucking up Max! The man is merely showing respect to all those fans that have supported him on his way to this point.


Max: Aka sucking up. Well if these fans made the trip to see Adams crowned Florida State Champion then it was all in vain because my man is coming out right now!


Mykal Adams climbs up the steps to get onto the wooden stage. He turns and stares out over the crowd before holding his arms up high to a massive pop. The Ladies Man rolls in under the bottom rope. Mykal backs into a corner and sits in wait, giving Mina a wink and a smile for good measure. 'Blow Me Away' hits and the crowd adoration turns to utter hate at the sound of that music.


Mina: And his opponent..... Trenton, New Jersey. Weighing in at 245lbs. He is the WPW Florida State Champion............ Nick Comoroto!


Nick steps out from stage right with his wrestling gear on and the Florida State title securely fastened around his waist. He turns his head slightly to loo out at the theatre crowd but doesn't get too fussed as he continues his walk to the ring. Comoroto slides in and stays on his stomach, staring up Mykal Adams who is leaning in the corner. Comoroto stands, his eyes still locked on Mykals. The Incredible One points to the title around his waist and starts to mouth off.


Daniel: Remember that the champions advantage has been taken out of the equation. Nick Comoroto can lose this title should he be counted out or should he submit.


Max: Yeah well the same can be said Mykal Adams in that he will just lose this match. You are looking at a man that purifyed this title after MVP had tarnished it at birth.


Daniel: Purified it? Nick Comoroto won this title in one of the bloodiest hardcore matches this company has seen.


Max: Yes but he retained it in a Submission match showing true wrestling ability and prowess.


Comoroto unstraps the belt and without taking his eyes of Adams he hands it over to Ramseys. Ray walks across the ring and holds the belt up for the Ladies Man to see. Mykal doesn't look at it, staring at the champion he merely nods to show he is aware what is on the line. Ramsey steps back to the center of the ring and holds the title up for all to see as the bell sounds. Quickly the referee hands the title to the outside but Adams and Comoroto are still rooted to their respective spots. Comoroto starts to shake his head and tells Mykal it won't be happening tonight. The Ladies Man remains silent, staring deep into the eyes of Nick Comoroto. Slowly both men step out of their corners, moving to the center of the ring warily. They are within inches of one another now and Mykal Adams finally speaks. "Pure wrestling match. Pure wrestling honour...." Mykal extends a hand to Nick Comoroto. The fans are on theit feet immediately and applauding the gesture from Mykal. Comorotos lip curls up in disgust as he looks down at the hand presented before him. Without a second thought Comoroto slaps the hand aside, stepping back and shaking his head. The crowd didn't like that and they let Nick know it. Adams shakes his head and both men set their feet. They do a little roundabout, moving cautiously. Elbow and collar tie up by both men but just as quickly they both break it and back up. The crowd applaud, they are into this one without so much as Suplex being hit. Again both men circle one another. Elbow and collar tie up. Adams and Comoroto put their strength into it but again they break and back up. Both men look a little wearing of the other, their eyes showing uncertainty.


Daniel: These guys are very tentative. Neither man wants the other one to get that first take down because that would give one of them the psychological edge early on.


Max: What you are trying to say, but you don't have the guts to say it, is that Mykal Adams knows full well that if this match turns into tit for tat mat wrestling action then he can kiss that title buh-bye.


Daniel: Lets just watch the match and see what happens.


Nick Comoroto straightens up from his stance and moves his hands across his waist pointing out to Adams the title he holds. Mykal wags his index finger 'no' and smiles. Comoroto gets back down into the stance, his face back to being stone. Elbow and collar tie up center of the ring and as roughly as is humanly possible, Nick Comoroto yanks Mykals Adams' head down into a side headlock. He tightens up the hold but Mykal Adams changes his bodd position slightly and starts to turn the screw. Using all power, Mykal Adams is reversing the side headlock into a top wrist lock. He releases his grip on one of the hands and rolls backwards with a Greko-Roman Knuckle Lock on Comoroto. Adams stands once again and twists the hold to send a shot of pain from the wrist up the arm of the Incredible One. Quick boot to the gut and Mykal Adams drags Comoroto into a Deep Arm Drag takeover. Armbar applied on the grounded Comoroto, Adams placing his hands perfectly to apply pressure from wrist to shoulder. The crowd applaud the Ladies Man and Mykal wrenches the hold some bit. Comoroto rocks a little bit before coming up to a seated position and grounding his left foot. Mykal is forced to change his positioning as Comoroto shows signs of coming back to his feet............. Fireman Carry takes Mykal over flat on his back in the blink of an eye. The Incredible One works fast, sitting Adams up and grapevining his left arm from behind with his legs while pulling back on the right arm with his hands. The crowd cannot help but applaud that counter from Comoroto who now has Adams locked in a cross between a modified Butterfly Lock and a seated Rings of Saturn.


Max: Justice please stand in recognition of the incredible abilities of Nick Comoroto.


Danny: Max I never doubted Comorotos abilities for a second. What I dislike about this young man is his arrogant attitude. Great counter from Comoroto, Mykal Adams is going to have to find an answer to that move.


Max: There is only one answer to that move, "Yes, I quit."


Adams shakes his head as Ramsey asks the question. Comoroto starts to turn the screw a little bit and could force Adams back into a Crucifix style pinfall. Mykal seems aware of this and battles against the weight of Comoroto pulling him back but this also puts greater strain on his shoulder blades. Comoroto is slowly bridging him over and Mykal Adams is able to ground his feet in an attempt to prevent it. Comoroto screams for Adams to come over, the crowd watching this battle of will with fascination. He bridges him over,
One
Two but Mykal Adams rolls backwards, breaking the hold. Comoroto tries to rise quickly but Mykal drives him to the mat with a step up shoulder block. The Ladies Man runs off the ropes but Comoroto nips up immediately. Arm drag takes the Ladies Man over. Mykal rolls back up to his feet and rushes Comoroto again. Arm drag again takes the Ladies Man over. Comoroto moves into to take quick advantage but a mule kick upward to the chest of the champion knocks him back to the mat. Comoroto rolls back to his feet as Adams rises and rushes him.... Arm drag from Mykal Adams takes Nick Comoroto over! Anything you can do I can do better. Mykal moves in on the grounded Comoroto. Quick sweep of the hand by Nick takes Mykal down with with single arm ankle trip. Quick roll into the cover,
One
Two but the Ladies Man kicks out with no trouble. Both men quick to their feet but Mykal Adams is the first to pounce, shooting behind with a wasitlock. Grip broken in a flash and Comoroto with a standing switch. Waistlock on Adams and Comoroto looks to gor for the German. No, reversal by Adams who shoots behind. He looks to take Comoroto off his feet but again the grip is broken and Comoroto with the standing switch once again. German..... No Mykal grounds his feet but he cannot break the grip. Adams drives his elbow down across the wrists of Comoroto. Standing switch by Mykal. German, no Mykal swings Comoroto by the waist sending him through the ropes and crashing down onto the stage! The crowd let out a pop and are on their feet applauding Adams.


Daniel: Mykal Adams sends Nick Comoroto for a ride and you have to say that was all to do with mind games.


Max: Cheap move by a cheap superstar who cannot hang with some one of Nick Comorotos standard.


Daniel: I think Mykal Adams was merely sending a message to the Incredible One.


Comoroto is up in a flash and furious. Ray Ramsey has begun a ten count but Comoroto doesn't seem to notice as he slams his boot into the ring steps. 'Owwwwwww' the crowd can see that Comoroto has snapped a little. Adams sets his feet in the ring as the still furious Comorot shoves the timekeeper out of his chair and grabs the steel. Ray Ramsey stops the count and immediately tells Comoroto to throw down the chair. Mykal Adams shakes his head slowly and tells Comoroto to come in and wrestle. Comoroto looks at the steel chair before slamming it back down onto the stage floor out of sheer frustration. A quick step up and Nick Comoroto slides into the ring..... He is across the mat in no time on his gut and takes Adams down with a hard double leg takedown. Adams tries to squirm free as Comoroto attempt to mounth him to apply a hold. Mykal slaps his hands away but Comoroto if a like a wolf that has smelt blood. Mykal Adams grabs hold of the bottom rope before Comoroto casn apply anything. The Incredible One gets off Adams quickly, the Ladies Man not wasting anytime in standing either. Adams steps away from the ropes and immediately Comoroto strikes, pulling Adams in before shooting behind. Waistlock applied but just as soon as it is Comoroto powers Adams to the mat with a backside slam. The Ladies Man attempts to get free but Nick Comorotos amatuer background is coming to the fore as he stays on Adams. He sits back, interlocking his hands around the chest of Mykal Adams while applying a body scissors to the lower abdomen. Mykal again tells Ramsey where he can stick the submission question. Nick Comoroto tightens his grip around the chest and starts to talk into the ear of Adams, getting into his head.


Max: There we go, that's what he needed to do. Nick has to keep this match on the mat because on the mat nobody can beat him.


Daniel: Comoroto very nearly snapped so maybe he is on the edge. The champion has to keep in mind that he can lose that strap just as easily by DQ.


Max: Don't worry about that, Nick has this one in the bag.


Mykal Adams goes to work on breaking the grip around his pecks because at the moment with that and the bodyscissors, Mykal Adams is finding it difficult to breath. Comoroto has tremendous hand strength and you can see the strain of breaking the grip on the face of the Ladies Man. With the patience of Job, Mykal Adams has managed to seperate the hand and is trying his best to get some kind of lock on the left arm. Comoroto rolls down onto his side, briging Mykal down with the bodyscissors. The Ladies Man lets out a shout of pain as Comoroto elevates himself off his elbow. Mykal sits up, more strain being put on his body as he attempts to break the bodyscissors. Comoroto brings his heels into the gut of Adams, bringing Adams back and keeping the bodyscissors secure. Mykal is beginning to move his body within the hold somewhat, coming over onto his gut to face Comoroto. The Incredible One tries to tighten the hold but it isn't working as Mykal Adams is over him, his feet grounded. Mykal begins to rock back and forth with the body scissors still applied on him. The Ladies Man grips Comoroto and reaches deep within himself. Mykal Adams powers his way up to his feet, Comoroto still on him with the body scissors..... Spinebuster drive Comoroto back down onto the mat! No, the body scissors hasn't been broken and Mykal Adams lets out a cry of pain. Comoroto seems a little dazed but the strength is still in his legs to keep Adams caught.


Max: Oh baby! That's what I am talking about.


Daniel: Well Mykal Adams is going to have to find someway to get out of this becauseat this moment in time it looks like Nick Comoroto has him caught and caught bad.


Max: Mykal may as well just tap out now because one way or another he will feel more pain when this thing is all said and done.


Mykal Adams again starts to wrap his arms around Nick Comoroto and tries to stand. Another amazing show of strength as Mykal Adams powers up to his feet, Nick Comoroto still on him with that damn body scissors. The Ladies Man with a quick run-up before slamming Comoroto back first into the turnbuckle! Comoroto loses his leg grip somewhat and Mykal wriggles free before driving his shoulder into the gut of Comoroto. The Ladies Man with three shoulder thrusts into the gut of Nick Comoroto before he steps back. Irish whip whip sends Nick Comoroto across the otherside of the ring with nothing but velocity. The Florida State Champion stumbles out holding his back and right into Mykal Adams. Belly to Belly Suplex takes Comoroto over! Mykal bounces back up to his feet with a roar and the crowd are on their feet. The Incredible One stands unsteadily, stumbling into Adams. Reverse Atmoic Drop and Mykal Adams backs off the ropes before damn near knocking Comorotos head off with a clothesline. Mykal glares down at Comoroto before coming off the ropes once again. Leg drop across the throat of the Florida State Champion. Mykal Adams is cooking and is beginning to dominate this match. The Ladies Man is up and roars for Comoroto to stand. Slowly the Incredible One rises, his legs like spaghetti. Quick boot to the gut from Adams. Love Gun Stun(Diamond Cutter)! Blocked by Comoroto who shoves Adams off. Mykal off the ropes and right into the arms of Comoroto. Belly to Belly Suplex.... Blocked by Mykal. Modifed Drop Toe Hold by Adams takes Comoroto down. STFU!


Daniel: Your My Bitch! In a flash Mykal Adams has Nick Comoroto caught in Your My Bitch.


Max: No.............. The ropes Nick, get to the ropes!


Daniel: Nick Comoroto is in the center of the ring. Can he get to the ropes? Can he hold out?


The look on the Incredible Ones face is priceless, a look of sheer fright and agony. Mykal roars and keeps him locked in the hold, Comoroto's arm shoots up.


Max: Not already! Not so damn quickly!


Daniel: The reign may come to an................ Comoroto taps out!


Yes indeed, Nick Comoroto slaps the mat in submission as this match winds up quicker then anyone expected. Mykal Adams releases the hold and rolls off as pop goes up that nearly blows the roof off the theatre. Mykal Adams is on his knees, staring down at his palms.


Mina: Here is your winner and NEW WPW Florida State Champion...... Mykal Adams!


The pop is deafening as Mykal Adams looks up, tears in his eyes.


Daniel: The boy from Destin has done what he has promised and is the new Florida State Champion. This might not have been the greatest of matches folks but you can't but admit that this may well be one of the greatest moments we have seen here in WPW.


Max: He tapped....................... He tapped?


Ray Ramsey places the title in the hands of Mykal Adams and the Ladies Man stares down at it. Mykal begins to stands slowly, the title held up in his palms and his eyes still locked on it. The Ladies Man looks out at the crowd, the tear still in his eyes and he holds the title up to a massive pop. Mykal heads to the corner, climbing to the second rope before holding the title up for all to see once again.


Daniel: Listen to that ovation and you better believe that Mykal Adams deserves such an ovation.


Adams hops down off the apron as a dejected Nick Comoroto leans sits with his back to the corner. Mykal is in the center of the ring with a smile across his face. He faces the crowd and holds the title up to a thunderous pop as TNT goes to commercial.








Narrator: August 27th, 2006, perhaps PCW's proudest moment to date.


Nathan pulls out a highly polished mirror and attempts to blind the Dreamwho jumps out of the ring again and snatches the mirror from Nathan.


Nathan: Hey!


Dream gets back in the ring but almost walks into a big boot from Adams. Dream just gets the mirror up in time to protect his face and the mirror breaks neatly in two as Adams boot thrusts at the Dream.


Narrator: In a title match barely reaching the five minute Mark, The Dream wastes precious time instead of concentrating on his opponent for the PCW Heavyweight Title, Mike Adams. But will he recover?


The crowd do indeed recognize the gleam in his eyes and start the chant…….square in the nuts……SQUARE IN THE NUTS!!!


Adams barely comes to his senses as he totters in the center of the ring. His hands try to protect his delicate gonads, but Dream lands what would have been a 60 yard 3 point conversion. Adams collapses and Dream covers….


1……..2……NO!!!


Narrator: Mike Adams kicks out after being hit SQUARE IN THE NUTS! A shock to everyone, the booking staff included.


Mike Adams gets his foot on the ropes just before the three.


The Dream cannot believe it but rather then wasting time he immediately turns Mike over onto his stomach. Dream goes for a leglock, but Mike rolls it over and reverses into a small package…


1……2…Mike hooks the tights…3!!!


Jason: Here is your winner and NEWWWWWWWWW PCW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION "Unstoppable" Mike Adams!!!


Narrator: Wait, O'Donnell's coming out right? Mike Adams didn't just win the title with a small package did he?



Adams sits on the mat after the three count almost in disbelief as the ref grabs the PCW Title and hands it to Mike.


Narrator: What you didn't see, was the reason the show was delayed is because the ending... Was edited...


The camera stops on the shot of Mike Adams holding the belt as Dream looks down on him.


Narrator: You see, the live audience saw The Dream win the title, but the ending had to be re-shot when PCW officials learned The Dream was under investigation for disorderly conduct at a local elementry school. And who was it who called for the edit? You guessed it... Mike Adams... So we have a fluke champion and a child molester. Nice. Tune in next week for more of PCW's... Greatest Hits...


A laugh is heard as the WP Productions logo flashes over and the camera goes to the ring.




Daniel: Wow... Just... Wow...









Daniel: Welcome back ladies and gentlemen, and after a hell of a show so far, it’s now time to wrap it up in style with our main event. Earlier tonight we saw Dust and JMC reach an uneasy truce heading into tonight’s showdown with PCW, but will it hold up under the glare of the spotlights?





Max: Of course it won’t. Dust just cant be trusted. Much as I hate to say this, I think that team PCW will have the upper hand heading into this one. Ranks and Xavier seem focused and determined and have put their differences aside for tonight. Whereas we have Dust, who doesn’t fool me with his new love for PCW and the fans and JMC who has very strong ties to PCW. It wouldn’t surprise me if Dust and JMC tried to screw each other over.




Daniel: Well, despite your ignorant opinion, I firmly believe that Dust ahs seen the light and realises that he needs the fans on his side. And as for JMC, well if nothing else, he’s going to want to be Undisputed champion once When Worlds Collide is over, especially since there are factors stooping him from being PCW champion.




Max: Speaking of PCW here come Xavier and Ranks now. Let’s hand things over temporarily to our colleague, Mina Henderson.




Faint by Linkin Park hits the speakers and Xavier steps onto the stage from the left wing. He walks to the centre of the stage and stands on the outside.




Mina: The following contest is an inter-promotional tag team match. First representing PCW, from Boston, Massachusetts and weighing in at 340lb, he is The “New Age” Andrew Xavier.




Xavier waits on the outside as Faint fades out and Anxiety by Black Eyed Peas starts playing throughout the theatre. The stage lights dim and then flash blue and yellow as from stage right, Ranks makes his way onto the stage in his hoody. He waits for his pyro, not realising that fire restraints have disallowed it. Shrugging his shoulders, he flicks down his hoody and walks to the centre of the stage and meets with Xavier. The two men exchange high fives and climb into the ring amidst a chorus of boos.




Mina: His partner, from New York, New York and weighing in at 265 lbs, “The Shocka” Jeremiah Ranks!




Daniel: You have to wonder how a crowd favourite in PCW like Jeremiah ranks will cope with the hostility of this on fire crowd.




Max: I have to admit, this is one of the hottest crowds we’ve had in a long time. They really are getting behind WPW.




Daniel: Indeed thy are! Perhaps they’re showing their appreciation at the show starting on time and not being constantly postponed!




Max: That’s low Daniel, that’s low, and I absolutely love it. I knew it was only a matter of time before I got you to stoop to my level.




Dust ‘N’ Bones by Guns N Roses hits the PA and the crowd rise in tandem to their feet. After 13 seconds, Dust appears on the stage in his People’s Republic Hoody. Despite his recent respect for the fans, he looks a bit overwhelmed at the support they are showing him. Dust climbs straight into the ring and Xavier and Ranks leave hastily from the other site.




Mina: Representing Team WPW, from Cork, Ireland and weighing in at 230 lbs, He is the People’s King, Dust!




Max: See there’s the first problem right there. Team PCW waited for each other before entering the ring. Dust just went straight ahead on in there without his partner.




Daniel: I think you might be reading too much into the little things Max.




Max: It’s all about the detail Danny Boy.

Daniel: Then what about the details we saw on Adrenaline on Sunday. I mean Monday, it was delayed again. Dust and JMC teamed up pretty well there!

max: Strictly speaking not true

Daniel: what do you mean? They, along with Scorch, took out Rhys Saunders, Spaz and a certain other individual whose name i cant bring myself to mention.

Max: I meant the bit about what we saw on Adrenaline. I didn't lower myself to watching such shit.


It’s the moment the fans have been waiting for as Don’t Forget the Rules by Charlie Clouser begins to announce the arrival of the WPW champion. As the violin kicks in, JMC makes his way onto the stage from the opposite side to Dust. The roof nearly comes off the old building as the crowd erupts in a rapturous JMC chant. JMC acknowledges the fans as he climbs the ring steps.




Mina: His partner, from Bad Segeberg, Germany, and weighing 195lbs, he is the current WPW Champion, “The Prince of Cats” James Moriarty Cassius!




Daniel: No doubting who the fans want to lead WPW into battle at When World’s Collide.




Max: let’s just hope their loyalties aren’t misplaced.




Daniel: Well, can the educated Thespian act out the perfect script here tonight and secure the win for WPW?




Max: Have you any idea how cheesy you sound?




JMC and Dust embrace in an awkward handshake in the middle of the ring. The crowd alternate between chanting each man’s name in turn. On the outside, Xavier and Ranks are engaged in a huddle, with Xavier pointing towards both men in the ring. The PCW outsiders break the huddle and Ranks slides into the ring, while Xavier takes his place on the outside. Team WPW has a quick consultation before JMC moves towards the apron leaving Dust and Ranks to start off the tie.




Daniel: Well, The formalities are over and done with, all that remains is for these four men to get it on inside the ring. With pride on the line in this warm up to When Worlds Collide, which federation will come out on top? Join us in a second to find out!










Daniel: welcome back to our main event. During the commercial Dust and Ranks played around each other with neither man getting an advantage in the opening exchanges.



Max: Don’t forget the confrontation JMC and Xavier had on the outside


Daniel: I wasn’t going to forget. As Max said, JMC and Xavier exchanged some words on the outside as Xavier feigned stepping into the ring.


Max: I wouldn’t be so sure they weren’t consulting with each other. You can never quite tell what is being said in those situations.


Daniel: Jesus Max, will you just shut the fuck up. JMC is on team WPW, just get over it and get on with the show.


Max: Well, just look at Adrenaline on Sunday. Dan Murph, Carlos’ own bodyguard turned on him. Who’s to say there aren’t more defectors in our midst?


Daniel: Dan Murph is a despicable human being, and I have no doubt he’ll get what’s coming to him. I can’t see Carlos Gonzalez taking that treachery lying down. Anyway, our job is not to speculate, it’s to call the match.


Finally, Ranks and Dust seem ready to stop playing cat and mouse and give us a proper start to the match. Dust moves in on Ranks who signals for a lock up. Dust obliges and both men meet in the middle of the ring. Dust drops to one knee and takes down Ranks with a hiptoss. He keeps the arm locked and twists it behind Ranks. He tourques on the arm, using the pressure to force Ranks to his feet. A side Russian leg sweep takes ranks back down and Dust squirms round the side of Ranks to lock in a headlock. With the headlock still in place, Dust again takes Ranks back to his feet but Ranks shoves him hard in the back, breaking the headlock and shoving him into the ropes. Dust comes bouncing across the ring and straight into a snap suplex from Ranks. Quick tag to Xavier and the two PCW superstars scoop Dust up and back down again with a double suplex. The ref ushers Rank to the outside as Xavier drops a leg across the chest of Dust.


Max: See what I mean? The two PCW guys are working in perfect partnership here, whereas Dust got cocky and refused to make a tag.


Daniel: I wouldn’t say he refused to make a tag. He just didn’t see any need for it so early on.


Max: exactly! He was cocky!


Daniel: I can just tell that this is going to be another one of those nights!


Max: what nights?


Daniel: the ones where I wish you had been born a mute.





Dust is dragged up again and backed into the PCW corner. From behind, Ranks grabs Dusts tights to hold him in the corner as Xavier charges him and raises a knee into his midriff. Dust collapses in the corner and moves to the centre of the ring, from where he taunts JMC. JMC looks to step between the ropes but the ref rushes over to stop him, allowing Ranks to get in a few sneaky punches on Dust. Xavier turns his attention back to his own corner and picks Dust up and rests him against the turnbuckles. Andrew climbs to the second rope and uses the added height to rain down punches on the head of Dust, much to the annoyance of the audience. As Dust again drops on his ass, Xavier places his foot across the throat of Dust in an illegal choke. The ref forces the break by using a five count, but Xavier protests, allowing Ranks to again get involved from the outside by further choking Dust.


Daniel: Well, I think I answered my earlier question about how Ranks would cope with a hostile crowd. Seemingly he doesn’t care about the fans tonight. It’s as if he’s forgotten how to play a face for one night only.


Max: Exactly, team PCW is not afraid of what the crowd thinks, they’re just focused on getting the win here tonight.


Daniel: And they’re going about it the right way so far. Have you ever seen Dust taken apart like this before?


Max: Well, now that you mention it, I don’t think I have. These two young men have obviously done their homework. No matter what we think of them, they deserve credit for that.


Xavier places Dust under the ringropes and catapults his throat into the bottom rope before making another tag out to Ranks. Ranks stays on the apron and drops a leg across the chest of Dust, which is still suspended over the side of the apron. The force of the blow carries Dust to the outside. Ranks slides into the ring and this time it is Xavier who launches an attack out of sight of the referee, delivering kicks across the chest of Dust.


Daniel: More good teamwork here by Xavier and Ranks. If Dust and JMC don’t get their gameplan in action soon, WPW could be in a whole world of action.


Max: What makes you think they even have a plan?


Daniel: This is JMC we’re talking about! He always has a plan!


Max: Well it may be difficult to execute it if he doesn’t get into the match, which is looking increasingly likely at the moment. Dust is falling faster than those dumbbells he dropped when he was working out.


Xavier picks Dust up and rolls him back into the ring to a waiting Ranks. Ranks ignores Dust and watches as he tries to crawl across the ring to make a tag. When he has gotten over halfway, he calmly walks across the ring and grabs Dust’s ankle and drags him back towards his own corner. Without taking him all the way into the corner, he Irish whips Dust across the ring and takes him down with a standing clothesline. No, ducked under by Dust, who bounces off the ropes on the far side. As he comes back, Ranks lowers his head, which Dust promptly uses for kicking practice, driving his boot into the head of Ranks. As the momentum from the kick carries Ranks’ head upwards, Dust crabs it and hits a swinging neckbreaker, taking both men to the mat. The force of the move has left Ranks down, but the Adrenaline rush seems to have worn off for Dust, as he also lies face down on the mat.


Daniel: Where the hell did that come from?


Max: Dust is again not making the tag out to JMC. He’s still trying to go this alone!


Daniel: You really are thick if you believe that!


Ranks stirs first as he crawls on his chest across to Xavier, which is bad news for Dust as Ranks has the shorter distance to get to his corner. Ranks makes the tag to Xavier as Dust finally begins to move. Xavier is on Dust in an instant but JMC comes in and takes Xavier down with a dropkick. He grabs Dust by the arm and pulls him to their corner. He hops to the outside, grabs the tag rope and reaches into the ring and slaps his hand across the back of Dust, tagging himself into the match.


Daniel: JMC has had enough of the dirty tactics from PCW, so he’s decided to even the score with a trick of his own.


Max: Why can’t Dust and JMC work together? Now it’s JMC trying to steal the glory.


By the time JMC makes it back into the ring, Xavier is to his feet and meets the WPW champion with a kick to the gut. The smaller man doubles over but Xavier doesn’t take long to straighten him back up with a stiff uppercut. He scoops JMC up and delivers a belly to belly, but JMC uses his agility to re-position himself in midair and land a DDT. JMC drops a leg across the kidneys of Xavier before placing his knee in the back of Xavier and locking in a modified camel clutch. He releases the hold after a few seconds and springboards off the ropes and delivering an elbow into the lower back of his opponent. He takes his opponent to the feet and uses all his weight to Irish whip Xavier into the ropes. He ducks under the clothesline that Xavier attempts, spins and jumps simultaneously to deliver a dropkick into the back of the PCW hardcore champion. Xavier lunges forward and drops to his knees with his head positioned on the second rope, similar to the set up for Rey Mysterio’s 619. However a 619 is not what JMC has in mind as he runs up behind Xavier and uses his position to roll him up. There is no count however as Ranks has the referee distracted in the corner. JMC breaks the pin and runs to the corner, climbs the ropes and delivers a kick to the side of Ranks head all in one fluid motion. The distraction has done its job though as Xavier has recovered sufficiently to kick out before one as JMC tries again for the cover. JMC gets to his feet and waits a second or two for Xavier to do the same. JMC uses the ropes to propel himself as he looks for a crossbody, but Xavier shows his strength, catching JMC in midair and running a few steps before smashing JMC to the mat with a powerslam. He covers JMC for a pin.


One


Two


The pin is broken by Dust, which in turn causes Ranks to enter the fray. Dust takes Ranks down with a hiptoss but gets a double axe-handle to the back from Xavier for his trouble. Andrew spins Dust round but Dust catches him with a thumb to the eye. Ranks is back up and spins Dust round, but Dust shows his omni dexterity by using his other thumb to assault Ranks’ eye. Dust turns and lets Xavier have the good news with a hiptoss into a backbreaker, but as he gets up Ranks charges him and clotheslines them both to the outside.


Daniel: The referee needs to regain control of this match. We have the two legal men down inside the ring and the other two battling on the outside.


Max: Again, Dust is more concerned with making himself look good than helping JMC win this match.


Daniel: He broke the damn pinfall, for fucks sake.


Max: Exactly!


CRASH


Dust has just sent Ranks crashing into the steel ring steps. He calmly walks back to his own corner as Xavier stands in the ring and moves over to pick up JMC who is still feeling the effects of the running power slam moments ago. He hers JMC to the corner and Irish whips him across the ring into the far turnbuckle. JMC’s ribcage snaps against the padded turnbuckle and he recoils backwards, to be met with a belly to back suplex from Xavier. Xavier drops to the mat and hooks the leg


One


Two


It’s not enough to put the champion away as he kicks out. Xavier shows the first cracks in his armour as he loses his patience with the referee. The ref calmly points to the badge on his chest, and Xavier seems to be pointing out that WPW means nothing to him.


Daniel: Xavier could be letting his frustrations get the better of him here. That’s understandable after the events of recent days.


Max: Huh?


Daniel: Well, this is his second match in 3 days. He lost in the semi-finals of the Tournament of Champions this past Sunday over at PCW.


Max: Ha ha ha .


Daniel: What now?


Max: Just laughing at how anyone over at that place can call themselves champions.


Daniel: Well, if they could beat this man and he’s slowly taking apart our champion, surely there must be one or two decent guys.


Max: Let’s just say that it’s feds like PCW that give people the impression that wrestling is fake.


Xavier turns back to JMC but the wily WPW champion has already made it to his corner and before Xavier can stop him, he makes the tag to Dust. Dust comes in like a house on fire and nails a hard chop across the chest, bringing out the familiar “wooo” from the WPW faithful. He follows up with another, and a third until Xavier is backed into the ropes. Dust leans into the ropes with Xavier to get maximum force behind the Irish whip he uses to send Xavier hurtling across the ring. A AA spinebuster takes Xavier down and Dust is quickly down behind him to latch in a full nelson. As Xavier begins to power out of the hold, Dust voluntarily releases it and comes off the ropes to deliver a low dropkick to the back of Xavier’s head.


Daniel: Now this is what Dust is all about. The veteran ring technician who knows how to take an opponent apart bit by bit.


Max: Yeah, well as long as he realises this isn’t the Dust show. He has a tag partner to help him if he needs it.


Dust continues to work on the neck of Xavier with as he drops to the mat and wraps in a body scissors and torques the neck back. Xavier tries to fight his way out with elbows, but Dust keeps the hold locked in. Xavier throws both elbows backwards simultaneously and they connect with one side of Dust’s chest. As Dust is short for breath, he releases the hold and Xavier throws his head back, connecting with the back of his head into Dust’s nose. Blood splatters from Dust’s nostrils as his hands rush to his face. Xavier takes advantage to get to his feet and pull Dust up by the hair. Dust throws his arms apart, releasing Xavier’s grip on his and knees him in the midsection. Dust hits two rolling suplexes, looks for a third but opponent is set up in a Fireman Carry before Dust connects with a Neckbreaker across the knee, in a move better known as Three Cheers but it only brings one cheer from the crowd, albeit a loud one. Dust drops immediately to the mat and locks in the Anaconda Vice.


Daniel: Here we go! Anaconda Vice! Goodnight Andrew Xavier, goodnight team PCW!


Xavier trashes on the mat, looking for a way out of the move, but cant find one. He tries to force his way to the ropes, but he has a long way to go. As he inches closer to the ropes, Dust adjusts his body to stop him from moving any further. Dust leans back to put further pressure on the hold when a boot is driven into the side of head by Jeremiah Ranks. The referee forces Ranks back out from the ring as Dust crumples to the mat, but the hold has done its job as Xavier isn’t moving either. Dust starts to move on the mat, slowly at first, then he gets to his feet holding one hand to the side of his head and the other to his still bleeding nose. He makes his way across the ring and tags in his cohort and WPW champion, James Moriarty Cassius. The Prince of Cats checks with Dust that he is ok, before turning back to the action. The concern for his partner proves costly, however, as Ranks gets the tag from Xavier who has made his way to the corner.


Daniel: Maybe now you’ll see that these two men are on the same page.


Max: What I saw was JMC intentionally stalling so PCW could get a fresher man in the ring.


Daniel: Do you even want to have a job come January?


Max: What kind of dumb question is that? Of course I do! I need the money to pay off my debts. Working alongside you every week is God’s way of punishing me for a lifetime of excess.


Daniel: Then I suggest you get behind your team and stop with all these conspiracies. I think some of those excesses may have left permanent damage. It’s as if you can’t get through a single show without some paranoid conspiracy theory.


Max: Well, you’d be paranoid too if everyone was out to get you!


Ranks enters the ring with some trepidation, seemingly not wanting to get into it with JMC. As JMC approaches he begs off, wanting no part of the fired up champ. JMC continues his approach, but gets a kick to the balls as soon as he has passed the referee. A knee to JMC’s face is succeeded by a spike DDT. Ranks drops for the pin, but JMC’s foot is under the bottom rope. Frustrated, Ranks pulls JMC’s foot out from under the rope and drops again for a cover.


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Two


Thre.. JMC kicks out. Ranks loses his temper with the referee and shoves him to the mat. The ref goes to signal for the bell, But Dust has entered the ring and grabs the referee’s arm and begs him to let the match continue. The referee shrugs his shoulders and allows the match to continue. Xavier enters the ring and spears Dust to the mat, as Ranks pulls JMC up and moves him to the corner. Xavier does the same to Dust in the opposite corner. Both PCW guys take their smaller opponents and place them atop the turnbuckle, and climb to the second rope.


Daniel: Uh-oh! This cant be good for team WPW.


Max: See what I mean? Dust let his ego get in the way of the victory. He should have just accepted the DQ win.


Daniel: Maybe it’s about more than a win. Dust and JMC want to send a message to PCW.


DOUBLE SUPERPLEX! No! Countered by both JMC and Dust. Dust elbows Xavier in the head and JMC grabs the top rope. Dust continues to elbow Xavier in the head, until he goes sprawling over the rope to the outside. JMC battles with Ranks on the top rope, finally getting an advantage and shoving Ranks down to the mat. Ranks lands in the centre of the ring as JMC flies off the top rope after him with a perfectly executed Swanton Bomb.


Daniel: Swanton Bomb! Thanks for coming folks. Goodnight! No wait, what’s this?


From the opposite Turnbuckle, Dust signals to JMC to move out of the way which he duly does. Dust comes off the top rope and rotates midair, coming crashing down on top of Ranks.


Daniel: World’s Greatest Moonsault as well! Double finisher, DX-style!


JMC drops to the mat and hooks the leg of Ranks.


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Three


Ding! Ding!


Daniel: There’s the bell! The sweet sound of victory for WPW here tonight as JMC and Dust have overcome the PCW duo of Jeremiah Ranks and the PCW hardcore champion Andrew Xavier. And what a finish, both men hitting their finisher to show they can work together as a team.


Max: You would say that! Personally, I think Dust’s ego couldn’t just let JMC secure the win, he had to get his say in. As far as I’m concerned these two have a long way to go to being a functioning team.


Daniel: Well, considering this was their first match together, they have me convinced as well as the hundreds in attendance here tonight. Not to mention that they'll get further practise when they team together in a handicap match on the upcomeing PCW Pay per View, ToC.


Mina: The Winners of this match, representing WPW, “The People’s Champion” Dust and “The Prince of Cats,” and your WPW heavyweight champion, James Moriarty Cassius!


The two former enemies celebrate in the ring, with each man posing on a turnbuckle for the crowd. JMC jumps down from his corner and walks up behind Dust. He reaches up and taps Dust on the shoulder.


Max: Here it comes. I knew JMC couldn’t be trusted! He’s about to turn his back on Dust and on WPW.


Dust turns round to face JMC. The two men stare off for a second before JMC flashes Dust a big smile and raises his hand in the air. The two men shake hands and move together to one side of the ring to celebrate, each holding the other’s arm aloft.


The cameras turn to the back where Sophie Cassius has unlocked her door and is making her way to ringside. As the cameraman follows her around a corner, she stops suddenly. Te camera zooms out and we see the figures of PCW’s Rhys Saunders and the WPW traitor Mike Corral. As Sophie turns to run, Saunders grabs her by the hair and stops her.


Daniel: What the hell? Rhys Saunders and Mike Corral have cornered Sophie Cassius. Didn’t those two scumbags get enough last week?


Max: Why didn’t the stupid bitch just do as she was told and stay in her room?


In the ring, Dust catches on to the boos of the crowd and looks round, expecting a sneak attack. He spots the action on the tron and grabs JMC and spins him round to show him what is happening. JMC’s face flashes with anger before motioning to Dust. Both men make a hasty exit from the ring and make their way to the left side of the stage when two men jump onto the stage from the crowd and block their way. JMC and Dust both go to throw a punch, but they are both blocked and countered with a punch of their own. The larger of the two men is revealed as former WPW ally Dan Murph, who beats on Dust, while the other man focuses on JMC.


Daniel: It’s an ambush, that’s that fucking scumbag Dan Murph and PCW champion Mike Adams.


Mike Adams and Dan Murph beat JMC and Dust back to the ring, where they are joined in the assault by Andrew Xavier and Jeremiah Ranks. The four PCW guys split into pairs, Adams and Ranks beating on JMC and Murph and Xavier concentrating on Dust.


Daniel: This is four on two. Where the hell is everyone? Wait, here comes someone through the curtain now.


Daniel is right, and re-enforcements arrive, but not the type he was hoping for as Rhys Saunders and Mike Corral drag Sophie Cassius to the ring. Rhys picks Sophie up and slide her into the ring before he and Corral join their PCW comrades in the ring. Corral looks about him, then decides to join Murph and Xavier in the assault on Dust. Meanwhile, the Welsh Wonder, Rhys Saunders, stalks Sophie as she gets to her feet, in the familiar set up to the Welsh Stinger (RKO). A loud cry erupts from the crowd. Surely they don’t want to see Sophie get Stingered?


Daniel: Thank God!


From the side of the stage comes Michael Maddox, who slides into the ring and delivers a hard right hand to the jaw of Rhys Saunders. He delivers a second and a third before Dan Murph breaks from the pummelling of Dust, who is now dripping blood onto the canvas from the opposite corner to JMC who is doing the same. Sophie takes advantage of the distraction to roll out of the ring as Murph delivers a big boot to Maddox to send him sprawling to the outside. Murph steps over the ropes as Mike Adams picks JMC up inside the ring and sets up to deliver an Unstoppabomb. In the far corner, Dust has also been dragged to his feet where Mike Corral is looking for The God Bless You on Dust. From either side of the stage come Jamie Parker and The One who slide into the ring. Parker focuses on Adams and Ranks and as The One takes the fight to Corral, Xavier and Saunders who has shook off Maddox’s blows. On the outside, Maddox recovers to drive Dan Murph’s head into the ring barrier. Back in the ring, Adams is winning the battle with parker as Corral, Saunders and Xavier use the two man to overcome the initial attack from The One. Ranks slides out of the ring as Main man slides back in and directs his attention to helping the outnumbered The One. Ranks moves to ringside and shoves Mina Henderson from her seat and folds up the steel chair. He slides into the ring with it, where there are still two ongoing battles. Looking over to see the three men making light work of The One and Maddox, he moves over to where Mike Adams and Jamie Parker are battling. He lifts the chair up high and brings it down with a resounding crack.


Daniel: Oh my God! Did you see that?


Max: There was no missing it!


Mike Adams has dropped to the ground, his head split open from the sickening chair shot. Parker looks up confused as Jeremiah Ranks looks down over Mike Adams with the chair still in his hand. Ranks motions to the three men battling The One, and Parker needs no second invitation.


Daniel: What the hell just happened?


Max: Damned if I know, but it looks like Jeremiah Ranks just bought himself a seat on the wining side.


Parker and Ranks move to where The One and Michael Maddox are battling valiantly to overcome Corral, Saunders and Xavier. As Parker spins Corral round and delivers a European uppercut, Ranks raises the chair again and brings it down across the back of Saunders. Dust has slowly made it back to his feet and goes to help Parker take care of Corral. As Saunders and Ranks duke it out, JMC stirs in the corner. Ranks motions to JMC to join him and a Soliloquy later, Saunders is out of it. The One and Maddox use their one man advantage to overcome Xavier, who goes down under a God Like Drop from The One. The remaining PCW invader is fallen when Dust delivers a To Dust to Mike Corral!


Daniel. This one usually belongs to the fans, but Holy Shit! What an ending to TNT we’ve had here this evening. Team WPW has united to see off the threat of PCW.


Max: I’ve never seen anything like that. It all turned when Jeremiah Ranks smashed a chair across the head of PCW champion Mike Adams to align himself with WPW!


Daniel: I’m sure we haven’t heard the last of this. Join us next week for the last WPW show of 2006.


The show fades to black as the 6 WPW men stand tall in the ring, soaking up the Dub-P-Dubya chants that are roaring through the Ocala Civic Theatre.






Writing Credits

Backstage Segments and In Ring Promos
Writers: The Judge, Mike Adams, & APostingGod

Match Graphics
Author: Jesse Long

Michael Maddox vs. El Largo
Writers: Philly & AFS

Twizted vs. X-P*c
Writer: Legendaryken

Justin Dreamer & Forsaken vs. Beauty & The Beast
Writer: DJM

Ben Whyndam vs. Johnny Saxton
Writer: CTRanks

Kaze vs. Jamie Parker
Writer: The Judge

Mykal Adams vs. Nick Comoroto
Writer: Peoples King

Main Event
Writer: Duff

[The Judge]

5-10 Points per review.

The first person to review gets...




One reviewer at random will recieve.

[voltage231]

To be honest, the show was very impressive. A lot of great spots in there. Especially the end with the little war between PCW and WPW.

[Peoples King]

Just gave the show a quick glance but from what I have seen it looked like a great show. Duff, loved the double finisher by Dust and JMC was sweet. Very nice touch. Liked the end where WPW got some measure of revenge. Very good stuff lads.

As for my match. I wanted to make an epic but with one guy not RPing I wasnt going to waste my time.

[The Judge]

I havn't read the whole show yet, but the main event I read first since it's likely to be the most important in booking next week, and it ruled. I know Duff spent alot of time not just writing but planning it as well, and the match came across great, and the finish was just beautiful. Duff in all his scaryness actually develops quite a confidence problem under pressure, but this match shows why he shouldn't have one and should just trust his instincts and abilities because you couldn't even notice Chazz was missing this show.

Great work by everyone on the whole show though. Big ups go to Justin Dreamer for the idea to come up with "PCW's Greatest Hits".

[Duff]

Here's something you may not know. I was quite worried this week after all the smack talking we'd done in PCW that the show wasn't going to be up to our usual standards for various reasons. While i haven't read the show in any great deatil yet, i've skimmed over it and personally think it's as good a piece a work as we have been putting up.

I've just come back from doing an exam, and right now I need an ice cold beer, but expect a full review within the next 24 hours.

[Ncomo]

Guys I apoligize for not rping. I didnt read the whole show yet but i gave it a couple glances in my school comp class. Good stuff from everyone, I will really try to get a review up sometime soon when i have time but I haven't really been reliable for the last few weeks.

[Duff]

Ok, lets get this show on the road guys.

Main Man vs El Largo
This match came so close to making me skip it within the first paragraph. Things like "he puts the Main Man into an armbar, putting pressure on the shoulder he speant the match attacking" when so far there has been one move in the match just dont sound right. Same for "so far this match has been great" when all we've had is an armbar. Apprently his arm came loose, yet a second later the arm was still locked in position. Once the initial stuff was out of the way, the match picked up in pace and quality. There was a lot of action outside the ring for some reason, which i dont really agree with considering there was still a falls count anywhere match to come. The one thing i will also highloght is that there wasn't a single sign of you ahving read the RPs going into this match. The confusion between TMM/Michael maddox that has been played out in recent weeks was cast aside and almost negated the work that previous writers and TMM himself have done in recent weeks. Definately would not have been my choice to open the show.

MVP Segment
Why?

JMC presents.....
Not the segment that i was under the impression was going to be in the show, but it was at this point that the show picked up a bit. In fact, i'm a bit perplexed as to why this was added in as it took away from the end of the show. It also made JMC look quite heelish. I loved the tongue in cheek comments about PCW "scripted" matches.

The "best" of PCW
3 segments in a row? Aside from that, the clip chosen was great and the narration was perfect. It was a nice change in method to attack PCW compared to allt he smack talking and beatdowns we've been witnessing.

BATB vs Forsaken/Dreamer
nice start by the heels with the chair shot by Ave. Again, don't agree with the throwing off the stage with the Falls count anywhere match still to come, but this is what happens when people don't RP (and an hour before the show is up doesn't count.) The double line spacing between each line of text was annoying as well. Once the match officially started, the heels were played to perfection, with the underdog not even getting a look in for the first few interactions. Very short match, and we seem to be averaging one of these a week these days. That said, i wanna say both thanks and well done to Dan for stepping in when a certain other person fucked us over again.

PCW's greatest hits 2
A different twist this time. Rather than show the sick side of PCW, take a dig at one of their biggest stars. I liked it, but i'm sure ken might be a tad upset. :pipe:

X-P*c vs Twizted
And here we have comedic writing at its best. I could try to take quotes to back up my point, but i wouldnt even know how to begin to narrow down the good ones. Whereas in previous weeks we've had just jobber matches, this one was different and actually had WRESTLING in it, which was good to see. Overall, a great match.

The One segment
Lovely way to draw peoples attention to what happened on ADrenaline a few days ago, without most of the WPW faithful having to lower themselves to reading it. :laughing: . Good interaction between the two superstars and i liked that it didnt get too out of hand before it was broken up.

PCW's finest moments part 3
Another great choice, this time showing the strange side of PCW. I actually enjoyed reading that match as it was quite funny, so maybe not such a good choice afterall. But remember kiddies, PCW is renowned for animal cruelty, so don't tune in.

Ben Wyndham vs Johnny Saxton
Good intro. I didn't realise Wyndham was still witout a singles win and i liked how you broght that into it and contrasted it with his victories in tag action. I actually really enjoyed this match, the commentary was spot on and the action was readable and easily followed.

Darkness either side of the break.
Nice. Showed T-Dog as the scumbag he is and helped to get him some heat from WPW heading into the ToC. So, where is Van RiSiNN? Although i always thought Amanda was Van's girl, not Shadow's. Oh well, not too worry, i'll just put it down to her being a slut.

Parker vs Kaze
Damnit. The people booed me for kicking that god damn irritating cat? I should have got pop of the night for that. Good use of the RPs in the commentary, which was both funny and informative. As i was reading through it, i was waiting for OTT spots, and they started off well with Parker spearing Kaze off the stage. Like i said earlier, i think some of the gloss was taken off that by the fact Forsaken had already been thrown from the stage, but thankfully the spots kept coming. What i liked most was that the falls count anywhee stipulation wasn't just used to throw in huge spots and very little else. The matchw as built well, had the spots that we would expect in that sort of mathc, but also had good action in between them. the redenecks with no money line was gold. Don't know where the hell you got the idea for the museum, i can only presume you did a bit of research on the neighbouring buildings. Regardless, i loved it and wsa something we arent accustomed to seeing in these matches. Not overly keen on the finish, but i personally think the RPs were very close, so it was merited. Overall, a very entertaining read.

PCW-The women strike back
Well, we've had the sick side, the taking the piss out of stars, the strangeness and now the absurd. But, hey theres no shame in being flat on your back underneath a beautiful woman.

Florida State Champion
Going into reading this match i was totally pissed off with Nick for his total lack of effort to defend his title, so God knows how PK felt having to write it. With that said, he did a fantastic job with it. I loved the pure element to the match, totally brilliant idea and it worked extremely well for the two guys involved. What i love about PKs matches is that i leanr a new tip evry week when i read them. This week i picked up on the fact that PK uses more than just holds and moves to tell a story. The little gestures, the facial expressions and the crowd are all used to add to the overall picture. It really is a total treat to read each and every week. I think the match actually benefited from it being a bit shorter than the usual stuff PK does, but i'm also confident that had it been full-length that PK would ahve mapped out every detail to give a great match. Shit, i sound lik a total fucking suck up now. With not only the theme of the match, but also the fact that Nick put no effort in, the only possible outcome was an Adams submission victory.

PCW shines
The final piece in the jigsaw shows the behind the scenes side of PCW, the side we don't have,. Well, we do, of course we do we have to be told what matches to wirte and we ahve ideas and stuff, but you know what i mean. The darker side to backstage stuff. No, not Darkness segments, you moron. I mean the...oh, never mind!

Main Event
Well, i liked it, lol. Nah, i've just read back over it and noticed a few things. Why does Daniel always talk first in my commentary?
Anyway, i was really conscious in writing this matach, not because i had a lack of confidence (although i did have that in some parts) but because i was very cautious not to have a bias towards WPW, despite the fact that team WPW were the better RPers this time round. I also didnt want to give any of the aftermath away during the match. I set out with the specific target of making both teams looking cohesive and well oiled (did that sound gay? Hey, who can resist the thought of PK all oiled up?) but i wanted Max to doubt both Dust and JMC to detract from what was coming. I had no idea how to finish the match and then the double finisher idea just kinda hit me. ANyway, hope you all liked it. It wasn't Chazz-esque, but it was pretty damn good, lol. Nah, all joking aside, i had a lot of fun writing it, probably the most fun i've had with any match. It was my first time writing for any of these guys i think, and it was an absolute dream, i'd love to have matches every week where the guys inject so much quality.

[The Judge]

Another great choice, this time showing the ridiculous side of PCW. I actually enjoyed reading that match as it was quite funny, so maybe not such a good choice afterall. But remember kiddies, PCW is renowned for animal cruelty, so don't tune in.

Oh don't get me wrong, I loved that match, I think Nic wrote it, the commentary was gold, but El Pollo vs. The Bees was too hard to pass up.

[TheMainMan25]

My review, and I'm stealing Judges format.

Main Man Vs El Largo- I thought that this was a good paced match to start the show, albeit a silly one. The commentary as always was good. I get my biggest win yet, over El Largo.

MVP Segment- Um......yeah. MVP is pissed for no good reason, or maybe he has a good reason and we just don't know what it is yet? I'm confused....

JMC Segment- Best part of that segment was when The One comes out dressed silly and says that he's not wearing "this stupid crap", and JMC just goes on like nothing happened. Good, funny segment. Good to see some Champ on Champ action.

PCW Greatest Hits- What's better than trash-talking another fed? Showing their silliest segments. Great job. It couldn't have been easy to dig up those old matches/segments.

BATB Vs Dreamer/ Forsaken- Basically another squash match for BATB. I liked Forsaken getting thown off of the stage, over and over again, and a fan thowing their drink on him to wake him up, but other than that it was just ok.

X- P*c Vs Twizted- Another funny match for X-P*c, who's still undefeated. I wouldn't be surpised if X-P*c tried to involve himself in the main event at When World's Collide (which would be hilarious).

Saxxton Vs. Berry Wyndam- Saxxton finally wins one. I liked this match, and it was placed perfectly on the card. Wasn't an especially thrilling match, but a good one nonetheless.

T-Dog/ Amanda segment- Another well written segment with T-Dog coming off looking very dangerous. I liked that he didn't attack Shadow yet, he simply asked what his name was and then challenged him. A good set up for what should be a good match at When Worlds Collide.

Parker Vs Kaze- This match was waaaay too long. The action was decent enough, but when they went across the street to the museum, I was done. The commentary was the best part to me- Max's lines were hilarious. My favorite:
Max: Kaze is going to tap out in front of a samurai! Classic! :laughing:

Mykal Adams Vs Nick Comorato- Congrats to the new champ, but damnit, Nick should've been stomped for not rp'ing. Regardless, I'm glad that the writers gave us a match worthy of the Florida State Championship. Very well paced, and it made both fighters look fantastic.

Main Event- I loved the finish and then the war at the end. It showed that although this is PCW and we make a lot of fun of them, they're no joke. And then Ranks switches sides! That was a complete surprise because I thought that he was one of their strongests competitors.

Gimmick of the night: Eye pokes

Star of the night: Honestly, even though Mykal Adams won the Florida State title, one of the people that has had the biggest impact on the whole PCW storyline as of late is Dan Murph. He was everywhere tonight. I hope his rp'ing reflects the high profile spot that he's been given.

[Gravity]

Saxxton finally wins one.
Ouch, plus you spelled my name wrong.

My review will be up later. First glance says good things though!

[Duff]

come on kiddies, let's keep the momentum going with these reviews. These shows are really heading up and this was our penultimate show of 2006. Help us finish off next week with a bang!

[Justin Dreamer]

Main Man vs El Largo
Boring at the first few parts, but I started to really get into the match. 6/10

MVP Segment
???

JMC presents.....
Brilliant!!!

BATB vs Forsaken/Dreamer
Ave & Brock, I really enjoy this team and their matches, unfortunately, I was the victim in this one. It seems that I can't find a decent tag partner around here........6/10

X-P*c vs Twizted
I LOVE THE X P*C MATCHES/SEGMENTS!!!!!!! 5/10

The One segment
Good segment, I had to go to PCW and see the Adrenaline to understand it, but pretty good!

PCW's finest moments
This was very interesting and a good way to humiliate PCW...without us doing the humiliating! haha

Ben Wyndham vs Johnny Saxton
WOW! Saxton won?! This could be a start of a winning streak much? 6/10

Parker vs Kaze
I liked reading this match, even if it was long as hell. But after a hard days work, there is nothing like a good false count anywhere match to lighten the day! 8/10

Florida State Championship
It's a shame Cormorto didn't rp :( Congrads Chaz

Main Event
Came a shock when Shocka (no pun intended) turned on PCW, it was a real awesome brawl, which makes me want see When Worlds Colide!

[legendaryken]

The Dream????? Judge, you bastard, I wrote El Pollo v the Bees. Some of my best work there. I still laughed at the proud erect cock gag. Actually, some of the best work of the whole of PCW was chosen and, yeah, the MIB jobbing to Beno does show the downside to storyline matches, but did you hear me complaining?? No?? Well, I wasn't shouting loudly enough then. :)
Sorry about the surfeit of wrestling in X-P*c's match, Duff. Normal service next week.
Anyway. Review.

El Largo - Eloquent
JMC - Jackass! (which one was meant to be me? :) )
PCW Segs - Perfect!
Beauty - Brilliant
X-P*c - em.........Xmas!!!
One - Onanistic
Whyndam - Why?
Kaze - Kicking!
Adams - Aspirational
Tag - Terrific!

Now go back and edit in my credit for the PCW stuff including the original non edited Adams/Dream finish. I've still got that on my computer so it can go on the DVD when we put it out.

[The Judge]

I was trying to find that finish Ken, gimme!

[Paul O Mac]

Incredible show guys, I’ve just got the chance to finish reading it and I was impressed of the quality and great work that was put in to TNT this week, and here’s my review of the show:

Main Man vs El Largo: Although it wasn’t the best match of the night, it was still a good read and opened TNT well in my opinion.

The “When Worlds Doth Collide” segment: Loved it! The PCW midgets were funny and the Adams attacking JMC from behind part concluded the segment well, also adding to a very important part of the PCW vs WPW feud with the differences between both champions.

PCW’s ‘greatest’ moments: Although I wasn’t in PCW around the time when most of these matches when they were written, all of them were hilarious, especially the added narration! (and that’s coming from someone from PCW!)

BATB vs Forsaken & Dreamer: At first I thought this would be an unfair squash since Dreamer RPed and he was getting his ass kicked in the first part of the match, but it was good to see Dreamer get some offence in and the tag partner rightly getting squashed by BATB due to a really late RP, but it was a fair decision of the winner and the match itself was okay.

X-P*c vs Twizted: Ken’s matches or segments always have great humour in them and this match was no different. It was hilarious, had good wrestling, and legendaryken’s rule-book antics was good in giving X-P*c some heat, also, the undefeated streak could go good places too in adding more heat to X-P*c.

The One/Murph segment: Another great segment! The battle of words between One and Murph was good and actually believable, also, the “I…hate…skittles…” line cracked me up!

Ben Whyndam vs Johnny Saxton: Although not the best match of the night, it was well placed on the card and was still a good match, and the commentary was well placed and written too.

T-Dog/Amanda Segment: Makes T-Dog look like a good heel and further builds up to the already well-built up PCW vs WPW feud even more.

Jamie Parker vs Kaze: I loved this match, one of the best of the night. It took an unexpected turn when it went out of the arena and into a museum, but falls count anywhere was the name of the match, and this match really had a lot of creativity put into it with the action inside the museum and all around the place just spectacular, the ending in the fountain was good, I think it shown well that both men weren’t going to go down without a fight and Gunnar Brian screwing Kaze out of the match once again adds more to the PCW vs WPW feud, a great match by The Judge.

Nick Comoroto vs Mykal Adams: Just when I thought the show couldn’t get much better, this match was probably my favourite. The descriptions were spot on all throughout the match, especially the crowd reactions and the expressions of feelings from each wrestler all being described and written well. The wrestling was great, and from start to finish, this match impressed me, great job to Peoples King on this match.

PCW vs WPW tag match: Although not as great as the last match, it still definitely shone out as one of the best matches of the night and done it’s job well as a main event. The wrestling was written in a good-paced action and shown that both PCW and WPW were evenly matched with the two sides fighting in this match, the double team moves also showing that both sides wanted to stick by each other to fight for their companies. Overall, this match concluded a great show off well and the twist at the end with Ranks turning on PCW was surprising in a good way with the WPW guys fairly standing tall at the end of their show.

Overall: Great quality show, well organized with not one bad match or segment on the card, all I have to say really is thumbs up to all of the writers, hopefully next week’s TNT should be just as good and especially with my PCW wrestler, Gerard Carson, on the card, I’m definitely looking forward to the show this Tuesday and I’ll hope to prove to you guys what I’m made of RP wise (which I'm gonna get started on writing in a bit). :)

[Mike Corral]

Main Man vs El Largo: A good way to finally see El Largo, but at parts I found myslef pretty "meh". Still a good match,

MVP Segment: Um.......what?

JMC presents: Amazing!!! But.....who the hell is Smada?

BATB vs Forsaken/Dreamer: Ave & Brock could really give Darkness a run for their money if they ever go for the titles. The match was good, but when will Dreamer find a decent partner?

X-P*c vs Twizted: Even though I was a victim......I LOVE X-P*C MATCHES!!!!!!!

The One segment: I read the Adrenaline beforehand (after waiting for it to be posted) and understood it perfectly. And man am I glad that One is on our side. Quick note: Dan, Dan, Dan. Never turn your back on WPW.

PCW's finest moments: Let's see. We have a loser beating a future champ, a chicken beating two fat chicks, the future being killed by a dog, a stirpper as Hardcore champ, a child molester, and a fluke champ. Who are we competing against, WWE?

Ben Wyndham vs Johnny Saxton
SAXTON WON!! SAXTON WON!!

Parker vs Kaze
Definetely a good read, with near falls and close calls. (hey that rhymed!) I admit, I expected Parker to make it, but not the way it happened. Oh well, at least Gunnar can stop complaining about not being booked.

Florida State Championship
A great match, but could've been waaay better had Como RP'ed. Congrats to Chazzy

Main Event
Raise your hand if you expected Shocka to join WPW............LIAR!!! All joking aside, it was pretty cool to see two former enemies joining together to defeat PCW. When World's Collide is gonna be friggin' awesome!!!

[The Judge]

PCW's finest moments: Let's see. We have a loser beating a future champ, a chicken beating two fat chicks, the future being killed by a dog, a stirpper as Hardcore champ, a child molester, and a fluke champ. Who are we competing against, WWE?

I think that's the best thing I've ever seen you post.

[Mike Corral]

I think that's the best thing I've ever seen you post.

Muchos gracias Judge