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Post by Tito Capaci on Jul 5, 2007 21:26:50 GMT -6
The crowd in the Ameristar Casino stands to their feet and cheers as "They're Coming to America" by Neil Diamond begins to play over the PA system. The big screen shows a waving picture of the American flag and many people are wearing their red, white and blue attire. The camera focuses in on Tony Almanti and Alex Pilgrim, the commentating crew for all things POW!
Pilgrim: Wrestling fans, welcome back to the Ameristar Casino in Kansas City, Missouri! I'm your host, Alex Pilgrim. Folks, we are just one week away from Americana and Reck Maverick versus Shawn Stevens for the POW Midwest Heavyweight Championship title. We know that Lance Erikson will be facing either Big Ci or George Duke depending on the outcome of their match tonight. The tag champs will find out who they at Americana tonight as well. Not to mention Royal Flush and the Four Horsemen: XE have been at each other's throats for a month now and who knows what will develop between now and Americana, Tony.
Almanti: It's been said to expect the unexpected. That is damn-well right! Who would have though two months ago that Rich Morrison and Shawn Stevens would be on the same page? Who would have thought that Lance Erikson would turn his back on his mentor, Big Ci? And who would have thought that Kailus Holmes and Flying Diamond Cutter Man, men who are both typically men who follow the beat of their own drummer, would be part of the 4 Horsemen: XE with Reck Maverick and the big man, Big Ci?
Pilgrim: Who knows what else is going to come of it all, but we'll find out tonight!
"Life Wasted" by Pearl Jam begins to play as the crowd gives a mixed reaction to Eddie Jones. *You're always saying that there's something wrong...
I'm starting to believe it's your plan all along...
Death came around, forced to hear its song...
And know tomorrow can't be depended on.*
Eddie Jones appears in the crowd at the top of the lower level in a very Sandman-esque manner. Dangling from his mouth is a cigarette. He takes a puff and exhales before putting the cigarette back in his mouth. He stands at the top of the stairway and stares down into the crowd. He raises one of his arms high into the air.
Pilgrim: Eddie Jones has yet to make the impact that many expected the Lion's Road legend to make here in Power On Wrestling.
Almanti: It's not because of lack of talent. Look at him! He has accomplished enough in this business. He's here for a paycheck just big enough to set him up with enough Camel Lights to get him through the month.
*I seen the home inside your head,...
All locked doors and unmade beds.
Open sores unattended
Let me say just once that*
Eddie makes his way down the stairs slowly as the crowd both cheers and boos at him. He looks around at the crowd occasionally and takes an occasional drag from his cigarette as he descends the steps.
*I have faced it,... A life wasted,...
I'm never going back again.
I escaped it,... A life wasted,...
I'm never going back again.*
Eddie stops a moment when he gets to the barrier and takes a final drag on his cigarette. He exhales and drops his cigarette to the ground and crushes it out with his foot. He climbs over the barrier and rolls under the bottom rope. He rubs his scruffy face as South of Heaven by Slayer begins to play. The crowd starts to boo as the lights go out except for an eerie red light focused on the entranceway.
Pilgrim: This guy gives me the heeby-jeebies, Tony.
Almanti: He gives his own mother the heeby-jeebies. I would prefer that he not do that teleportation stuff if at all possible.
Shadow and Saya step onto the top of the ramp into the red light as Shadow holds up his sword for the audience to see. He slowly brings it to his side as he and Saya begin the walk down the ramp.
Pilgrim: If there is one man that isn't afraid of Shadow, of course...it has to be Mr. Showtime.
Almanti: And Shadow has basically called Showtime and Fire out. He wants a tag match, but we haven't had an answer from Mr. Showtime or Fire just yet.
Shadow and Saya get to the ring and Shadow hands his sword over to her before climbing in the ring. Eddie Jones doesn't even wait for the bell to ring before he runs over and starts hammering away at Shadow! Benny Lawson, the referee in charge of this match immediately calls for the opening bell!
ding-ding
Shadow vs. Eddie Jones
Eddie punches and punches. Shadow's arms are tangled up in his trench coat which Eddie did not give Shadow enough time to get rid of. Lawson is trying to help Shadow shed the cumbersome coat, but Eddie Jones his all over him with a flurry of punches. Jones quickly grabs Shadow into a bear hug from the front and pulls back hard landing an awesome belly to belly suplex!
Pilgrim: And Eddie Jones just showed his strength, suplexing the damn near 7 foot monster that is Shadow!
Almanti: Eddie Jones is tired of being second guessed!
Shadow quickly stands up and sheds the jacket, throwing it at Eddie as he charged in. The jacket flies across Jones' face, blinding him. As Jones tries to get the big coat off his body, Shadow lands a huge big boot right into the face. Jones drops down and rolls toward the rope, but Shadow is right behind him. He takes the jacket and throws it to the center of the ring to get it out of the way. Lawson quickly rushes over and tosses it to ringside. Shadow pushes Eddie's body to the corner where he sticks his boot in Eddie's throat, choking him. Lawson starts the five count and Shadow releases just before it hits five. He reaches down and starts to pick Jones up by the hair, but Jones his a low blow to the delight of the crowd!
Pilgrim: The great equalizer!
Almanti: Yeah, you gotta do what you gotta do against this monster.
Jones leaps and dropskicks Shadow right in the face, but he doesn't fall. Shadow stumbles back a few steps. Eddie tries another drop kick to the chest that backs Shadow up some more. Jones bounces himself off the ropes, and as he charges in, Shadow catches him, lifts him and comes down with a hard atomic drop right to the groin! Eddie immediately drops to his back holding his nuts. Shadow takes the chance to get some hard stomps in on Eddie Jones.
Pilgrim: And this back and forth match, has been small clusters of action for Eddie, but with Shadow primarily in control.
Almanti: Look at the size of that guy! How could he not be in control?
Shadow gets Jones to his feet and whips him into the ropes. As Jones comes off, Shadow hits a hard clothesline and drops down for a cover. Lawson starts the count!
1.....
KICKOUT BY JONES!
Shadow throws Jones' shoulders down and tries a schoolboy pin!
1......
2.......
KICKOUT BY JONES!
Shadow picks Jones back to his feet and with one hard chop, sends him right back to the ground. Again Shadow picks Jones up and powerslams him to the mat before heading to the top rope. The crowd cheers anyone going to the top rope, so they really get after it when a guy nearly 7 feet tries to go high-flying. But before he can get settled at the top, Eddie Jones is wating on him there! Eddie Jones from the ground starts throwing hard punches into the stomach of Shadow. Shadow finally rakes the eyes of Jones, spinning Jones around and stumbling toward the center of the ring trying to get his vision back. Shadow balances himself on the turnbuckle, leaps and hits a huge top rope bulldog!
Pilgrim: An the agility for that big man is the best in this industry! He's a freak of nature, Tony.
Almanti: Well, he's certainly a freak.
Shadow lets a sadistic smile go over his face as he signals he's going to go for his Psycho Cross(Razor's Edge)! He gets Eddie Jones up into the crucifix position! But Eddie Jones counters and slides down Shadow's back! Eddie drops down and lifts Shadow up on his shoulders and hits an electric chair slam that makes Shadow roll up in a ball!
Pilgrim: Someone has inflicted pain on Shadow! That's a rare occurance.
Almanti: Jones needs to capitalize here!
Jones starts kicking Shadow in the head repeatedly until he gets a warning from Lawson. Jones argues with the official enough and starts kicking again. He gets the idea that Lawson means business and decides to get Shadow back on his feet. Eddie gets Shadow on his feet and then hits a snap suplex. He starts go for a Boton crab, but Shadow kicks hard and sends Eddie Jones through the ropes!
Pilgrim: And the power of Shadow just kicked Eddie Jones right through the ring ropes from one side of the ring to the other!
Almanti: Eddie Jones may have bit off more than he could here.
As Shadow gets to his feet to walk over to Jones who is outside the ring, the crowd starts to cheer loudly. Shadow looks around and sees Mr. Showtime walking down the ring with Fire. Lawson runs over to start yelling at Showtime and Fire to get away from the ring. But Mr. Showtime has a microphone!
Showtime: You said earlier this week you think that you and Saya could take Fire and me? Are you out of your mind?
Shadow starts inviting them both in the ring.
Showtime: I tell you what, Shadow. You got a deal. Next week at Americana. Shadow and Saya versus Mr. Showtime and Fire....and just to make it more interesting, we vote....a CAGE!
Shadow is obviously excited and is trying to get both of them in the ring, but Mr. Showtime laughs as he sees Eddie Jones standing right behind Shadow. Shadow turns around, gets a knee to the stomach and Eddie Jones his hits boiling point finisher! Lawson is there for the count!
1.....
2.......
3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Pilgrim: And the distraction from Mr. Showtime was enough to cost Shadow the victory over Eddie Jones!
Almanti: And for Eddie Jones, he just picked up a much needed victory to get on a roll going into Americana!
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Post by Tito Capaci on Jul 5, 2007 21:27:59 GMT -6
As the last bit of competitors leave the ring area, The areans glows blue lighting as the "Resident Evil Main Theme" by Marilyn Manson. Oni walks out from the back with his head down and limp. As he walks a slow pace to the ring his head just swings side to side slightly. Oni walks up the stairs and climbs in between the ropes. Once he's in the ring he suddenly throws his head back and spews a red substance in the air. His head then falls back down limp like as he waits for the match to start.
Pilgrim: We've already had fireworks here, just two days after Independence Day and it looks like we're going to have some more in this match.
Almanti: Oni better be packing more that some bottle rockets in this one. Lance Erikson is obviously one of the big guns and Scott Lanegan is one of the guys that many predict could be the next POW wrestler to break that glass ceiling.
Filter's (Can't You) Trip Like I Do begins to play over the PA system as Scott Lanegan makes his way out to the ring to a mixture of boos and cheers. He checks all around the arena, looking for possible getaway points before stepping into the ring.
Every light in the arena goes completely out and a spotlight appears on the stage at the curtain. "Walk with me in Hell" kicks up over the PA and Holly steps out onto the stage wearing her usual. The audience boos her as she signals for Lance to step out from behind the curtain. Lance comes out and puts his arm around Holly's midsection and the two walk down to the ring, Holly happy and Lance with eyes of steel. Holly slides seductively into the ring as Lance walks up the steps and enters over the top rope. Lance then has his arms raised by Holly as the audience boos some more, sometimes throwing an item or two. Holly exits the ring and Lance leans up against the ropes, staring at his opponents. Tom McElvoy calls for the bell!
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Lance Erikson vs. Oni vs. Scott Lanegan (Non-Title)
Oni tries to jump on the offensive wit a spear to Erikson, but Erikson sidesteps and Oni slams shoulder-first into the turnbuckle. Erikson and Lanegan take a look at each other and make an unverbalized agreement to take out Oni and worry about the other later. Scott takes a hold of Oni and holds him back so that Lanegan can fire hard right hands to the face and multiple kicks to the gut. Scott drops Oni on the ground and starts firing away with stomps of his own.
Pilgrim: It didn't take long for the alliance to form here. If these two can keep working together, it shouldn't take long for these great wrestler to make quick work of Oni no matter how tough he is.
Almanti: But in the end, they'll have to deal which each other at some point.
Scott hops on the middle turnbuckle and comes down with a hard spinning elbow that drops Oni! He looks knocked out. Lanegan points to Lance and then to Oni to finish him. Lance smirks and lifts Oni up for a spinebuster, but modifies it to his lethal Stake the Vampire finisher! Lance hops and runs to the rope, taunting the crowd! He turns around just in time to see Scott Lanegan's boot across his face. The impact sends Lance Erikson out of the ring! Lanegan rushes over for the pin on Oni! McElvoy is there!
1.....
2.....
Erikson comes in for the save!
But is late!
3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Erikson, extremely upset with the deception and sneak attack from Lanegan pulls out his brass knuckles and gives Scott a shot right to the bridge of the nose, forcing blood out of his left nostril almost immediately. He grabs the back of Scott's head and fires shot after shot after shot. Nobody comes to Scott's aid, althought Kaleb Shadix and Josh Eagles come to the top of the ramp and laugh and nod in appreciation.
Pilgrim: And Lance Erikson has completely gone haywire. He was once one of POW's most fan-favored gentlemen. And now....he's turned to this.
Almanti: I'm not saying people should act like Lance Erikson. Thank God most people don't. But you have to admit, it's been effective for him. He's the POW Valor Champion and his star power has risen by leaps and bounds over the past two months.
Erikson threatens Richard Huff to hand over the microphone, which Huff wisely does without a struggle.
Erikson: Maybe The Royal Flush hasn't made our instructions clear enough for everyone on the POW roster. When a member of Royal Flush tells you to do something, you do it. If we are coming, get out of the way. And never, ever pull some piece of horse s**t like what Scott Lanegan just tried to pull! EVER!
Erikson pounds Lanegan a few times with his brass knuckles before exiting the ring to head back to the backstage area.
Pilgrim: Well, Tony, Lance Erikson has restated Royal Flush's demands on the Power On Wrestling roster.
Almanti: I understand that some of the men in this company like Reck Maverick, Big Ci and the rest of the Horsemen and even guys like Tito Capaci and George Duke won't take this kind of threatening tactic and probably can stand up to them and defend themselves. But Alex, I can't. And those Royal Flush guys have gone off the deepend. Guys like us, we just have to give in.
Pilgrim: Well, we'll cross that bridge when we get there. I don't like to get bullied around.
Almanti: You don't like paying taxes either, but it's a fact of life. You can't fight the IRS and you can't fight Royal Flush. Let's just get use to it.
Pilgrim: Well stay tuned right here because we still have Rich Morrison and Shawn Stevens taking on Reck Maverick and Flying Diamond Cutter Man later tonight as well as Josh Eagles versus Kailus Holmes! We'll be right back!
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Post by Tito Capaci on Jul 5, 2007 21:28:35 GMT -6
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Post by Tito Capaci on Jul 5, 2007 21:28:59 GMT -6
The K.C. Dudes stand ready in the ring, waiting for Rite of Chaos as the show comes back from commercial break.
Pilgrim: Welcome to Power On Wrestling's "The Road to Americana!" Americana is next week and one of these two tag teams is going to be going up against Manos Del Muertes for the POW Tag Team Championship belts, Tony.
Almanti: It's a huge opportunity, no doubt. But right now, I think the KC Dudes are just concerned about not finding the unemployment line.
The lights dim almost to black. Red and white lights start to shine down the runway as Lestat and Silver walk down the ramp. Lestat runs ahead of Silver and slides into the ring. Lestat poses for the crowd as Silver slaps the fans hands till he reaches the ring. He then climbs up the steps and enters the ring through the ropes. He nods to Lestat and both take opposite sides and jump to the top of the middle turnbuckle and extend their arms in a (Rand Orton style) arms spread pose.
Almanti: Coming to the ring is an odd duo with the creepy Lestat and the sometimes equally creepy Silver.
Richard Huff: Introducing first, from Kansas City, weighing in at 487 pounds, the Kansas City Mad Man and the Kansas City Bad Boy. They are, the K.C. DUDES!
The K.C. Dudes are met with a general feeling of disinterest and a smattering of boos.
Huff: And their opponents, hailing from Anaheim, California and Angel Grove, California, they are Lestat and Silver, RITE OF CHAOS!
A fairly large cheer arises from the crowd, who would rather side with Rite of Chaos than nobody. Tom McElvoy makes sure everything is in place and calls for the opening bell!
Pilgrim: This match is set to get under way.
ding-ding
#1 Contendership to the POW Midwest Tag Team Titles
Rite of Chaos vs. K.C. Dudes
The bell rings as both the Mad Man and the Bad Boy charge across the ring. Both are met with simultaneous kicks to the stomach from Rite of Chaos. Lestat grabs the Bad Boy as Silver throws several right hands to the Mad Man. Lestat hits a snapmare on the Bad Boy, following it up quickly with a seated dropkick. The Bad Boy slumps to his side and rolls out of the ring. Lestat heads to his corner as Silver continues pounding on the Mad Man with repeated rights and lefts. He gets the Mad Man into a corner and throws a sick, hard chop.
Pilgrim: That one echoed across the whole arena!
He throws another chop before throwing some more rights. He mounts the second rope and begins pounding on the top of the Mad Man’s head.
The crowd chants along:
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The Bad Boy grabs Silver from behind and pulls him off the second rope. He turns Silver around and swings with a wild clothesline. Silver ducks the attempt and the Bad Boy catches the Mad Man right in the chin. He slumps to the ground as Lestat makes his was across the apron to catch the Bad Boy with a hard guillotine drop across the ropes. Silver grabs the Bad Boy and hits him with a big atomic drop. As the Bad Boy lies out on the ground, Silver pushes him with his foot out onto the floor of the arena. Lestat follows up with a running elbow drop form the apron to the prone figure of the Bad Boy.
Pilgrim: That should keep the Bad Boy down a while.
Almanti: Well, his partner’s sure going to want him to stay out of the action.
Back in the ring, Silver gets the Mad Man back to his feet and whips him off to the ropes. He catches him on the return with a hard clothesline. Silver waits for his opponent to get up, which he does very slowly. Slowly, Silver waits for the Mad Man to get up. After the Mad Man gets to his feet, he turns around and catches a big Round Table Smash (Stunner) from Silver.
Pilgrim: What a move!
Almanti: The Mad Man’s chin isn’t going to survive the night!
Silver makes the cover as the ref makes the count.
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2,
3!
Pilgrim: Rite of Chaos picked up a seemingly easy victory tonight, as they continue to steamroll the competition here in POW Midwest!
Almanti: And this means that the KC Dudes are fired! Again!
Rite of Chaos celebrates in the ring as the Mad Man lays in the ring, holding his jaw, and the Bad Boy lays outside the ring, holding his midsection.
Pilgrim: Keep it right here! We'll be right back!
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Post by Tito Capaci on Jul 5, 2007 21:29:30 GMT -6
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Post by Tito Capaci on Jul 5, 2007 21:29:59 GMT -6
Lights, Camera, Action by Mr Cheeks kicks in on the speaker system as the lights go out. Blue lighting surrounds the entrance area as a hooded Night walks with his back turned to the crowd.
Pilgrim: And one half of Final Cut, Night makes his way to the ring for a big return!
Almanti: After the way he was treated by Royal Flush, he's going to want to make a statement.
His two hands in the air, holding his golden AAA Medallion. He turns around lifting the hood over as the lights come on. He walks down to the ramp taunting some of the fans along the way before stepping over the ropes into the ring.
Pilgrim: And it's obvious that Night is all business tonight, Tony.
Almanti: I don't know if his opponent ever gets down to business though, so this should be an interesting match.
George Thorogood's 'Bad To the Bone" cuts through the arena as Flap comes down to the ring with ALF who is carrying an Cooler full of DR PEPPER!
Pilgrim: Flannigan is drinking a few cans - he'll be ready for the ring!
Almanti: So that's who sings that song...
Tanner Dutton checks both me and gives them instructions before calling for the opening bell!
ding-ding
Night vs. Flap Flanagan
The bell sounds and both men approach eachother. Night strikes first with a knee to the gut, quickly firing off a DDT. Flannigan gets to his feet, but stumbles into the ropes. Night follows close behind and uses the ropes to choke his opponent. The Dutton forces him to break the choke. Night steps back and charges at Flap again, who moves out of the way. Flap is now using the ropes to choke Night!
Pilgrim: A taste of his own medicine!
Almanti: Oh, but it was just horrible when Night did it. Way to be biased, Pilgrim.
Flanagan breaks the choke and Night spins around and charges after him. Flap runs and Night chased close behind. The chase continues in circles all around the ring, Flap staying just out of arms reach of his assailent. After three or four runs around the ring, Flap springboards off the middle rope and shoots back with a back-elbow, knocking Night to the mat. Alf cheers on the outside as his man makes the cover with Dutton covering!
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Night kicks out right away and delivers a stiff punch to Flap's jaw, sending him spinning, literally. Flap spins around until he crashes into the mat. Night curses at Alf, who has his feelings hurt. Night brings Flap to his feet and locks in a side-headlock. Flap tries to power out of it, but Night wrenches harder. In an act of desperation, The Dr. Pepper Champion bites Night arm. Night shouts and shoves Flanagan to the mat. He complains to Dutton, demanding a disqualification. Flap comes up from behind - The Almighty and DANGEROUS ROLL Up of DOOM! Dutton drops to the mat.
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2.......
Night kicks out and scrambles to his feet. Flap comes up behind him, but gets floored with a stiff clothesline. Flap crawls to his feet and gets caught with a shuffle side-kick! Flap falls to the mat and Night climbs to the top - Asai Moonsault! Flap rolls out to the floor and into a ball.
Pilgrim: Flap looks like he's in real bad shape! He better think of something fast.
Almanti: Then he's in even more trouble, hehe.
Thinking fast, Flap grabs a can of Dr. Pepper from the cooler and pops the tab. He downs it fast and slides into the ring. Night throws a punch, but Flap shakes it off and points a finger in his face. He shakes his head wildly as the crowd explodes. Night throws another punch, but it has no effect. Flap flexes his arms and taunts Night some more. Night throws another punch, but Flap catches it - armbar! Night shouts and struggles and eventually gets to the ropes. Flanagan continues to pose and taunt as Night charges again.
Flap tries to counter him, but is destroyed with a monster clothesline. Daye peels him off the mat and delivers a perfect Lights, Camera, Action finisher! He makes the cover as Dutton slides into position!
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2........
3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Pilgrim: And a triumphant return for Night!
Almanti: He's made it known he wants Shawn Stevens. When will the rejuvinated Night get a shot at the POW Midwest Champ?
Pilgrim: And will Stevens even be the champ after next week?
Almanti: The plot thickens, Alex. The plot thickens indeed.
Night exits the ring and kicks over the cooler. Dr. Pepper and ice spill out onto the arena floor as Flap and Alf watch in horror. Night makes his way up the ramp as Flap tries to clean up and salvage his Dr. Pepper.
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Post by Tito Capaci on Jul 5, 2007 21:30:44 GMT -6
The scene cuts to Capaci's office. Tito is on the phone, but is not aware the cameras are filming him.
Tito: Yeah, yeah. The job is yours if you want it...........I know it's a new position here in POW, but it's worked famously in other wrestling promotions and I need someone with your credentials and know-how to do this job right.....................You can be here tonight?..........You're in town?......................Great. Get here ASAP and we'll sign your new contract.
The scene cuts back to Almanti and Pilgrim who are in a state of shock at this.
Pilgrim: New position? What is he talking about?
Almanti: Maybe Mr. Capaci sees fit to hire a commissioner or something. Maybe someone to head up a new championship committee. It could be any number of things. Maybe head of security.
Pilgrim: One thing we know, he's going to be here tonight at the Star Pavilion!
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Post by Tito Capaci on Jul 5, 2007 21:31:02 GMT -6
Daye comes out and onto the stage and kneels down with a hoodie on. After a few seconds Daye rises up and takes the hood off and makes a pose with both hands in a l position like a camera. Daye then then akes his way down the ramp trash talking on his way to the ring.
Pilgrim: Daye is looking to gets his hands on the TV Title tonight.
Almanti: The good thing about Daye is that he can do it.
The arena goes dark, and suddenly Adema's "The Way You Like It" begins. As the lights flicker back on, Kaleb Shadix is already emerging from the back. At the top of the ramp, he smirks and then begins walking down the ramp. The lights go out, and then come back on repeatedly as Kaleb makes his way down the ramp, only catching mere glimpses of him. As the lights continue flashing on and off, Kaleb finally makes his way towards the ring. He leaps up onto the ring apron and then steps through the middle and top ring ropes. Now, climbing the corner and standing on the second rope he glances about the audience, all the while the lights are continuing their alternation. He flips a quick bird towards the hissing crowd before getting down from the second rope and pacing around the ring as his theme dies down
Pilgrim: The champion looks pumped up tonight!
Almanti: Daye will deflate him!
Manny Salazar holds the TV Title high in the air for everyone to see before handing to the official holder at ringside. He calls for the opening bell to get it started!
ding-ding
POW TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
Kaleb Shadix(c) vs. Daye
The bell sounds and Shadix goes right after the challenger, slamming jabs into his head and body. Daye stumbles and falls to the mat, crouching in a fetal position until the referee intervenes. Daye slowly gets to his feet and shakes off the cobwebs. They lock up with a collar-and-elbow and struggle for the advantage. Shadix sticks a thumb in Daye’s eye and right away starts slamming knees into his head and body. Daye finally breaks free and slides out of the ring to safety. He rubs his eye and complains loudly about the offense. Shadix slides out after him and lands a few chops to the chest. Daye is reeling back and is backed up against the railing. Shadix backs up and runs to Daye, leaping up with a Running High Kick To Face! Daye’s head snaps back and he nearly flips over the rail. With the referee’s count growing higher, Shadix returns to the ring. Daye squirms on the floor but makes no attempt at getting up.
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10!
Pilgrim: What a dominent performance by the POW TV Champ! He wins in EXTREMELY quick fashion by knockout here!
Almanti: And Daye is no easy guy to knockout. Kaleb Shadix is going to be a bitch to get that title off his waist.
Pilgrim: We have to take a break, but when we come back, it's going to be the legendary Kailus Holmes against the legendary Josh Eagles! You can't miss it!
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Post by Tito Capaci on Jul 5, 2007 21:32:13 GMT -6
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Post by Tito Capaci on Jul 5, 2007 21:32:33 GMT -6
The lights begin to fade into darkness, the arena decends into darkness for a few moments. The titantron flickers on, revealing images of various famous superstars fallen. Sprawled out on the mat, bloodied, bruised and beaten.
Pilgrim: Welcome back to "The Road to Americana!" We have a huge matchup between two huge stars in Josh Eagles and Kailus Holmes!
Almanti: Two guys that figure to be in the title picture sooner rather than later.
"9... 8... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1..."
The images intensify, flashing faster and faster before finally a bright white light transforms the titantron screen to a location where small lamps are positioned vertically. A man with a hood stands in the center, rubbing his hands in anticipation. The numbers move in reverse order, faster than before.
"1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. V0R"
As the guitars and drums kick in, the hooded man thrusts his hands out, signalling for a barrage of dry ice smoke to bellow in front of him. The man swings his hand and pulls his hood back, revealing it to be Kailus Holmes. The smoke stops and he sways his body cockily down to the top of the ramp.
He moves down the ramp, pointing to the fans by the guard rail, exchanging words with them, some positive, some negative. Kailus stops once again at the apron and resume looking around to play to the crowd. He resumes his push to the ring, but taking his time he paces to the ring steps. Before making his way up to the ring ropes, he leans forward, placing his right hand on the ring steps and pulling himself up like an animal on the hunt. In one swift motion, he arches his back and leans through the ropes, the hood drooping back over his head once again.
Pilgrim: Kailus Holmes is one of two men who remains undefeated in singles competition with at least five matches. The other is Kaleb Shadix.
Almanti: Those two have GOT to hook it up and put their streaks on the line!
He moves to the corner of the ring, climbing up the turnbuckle and leans forward, grabbing his hood. Waiting for the crowds responce, he slowly moves his head around the arena, getting a full view of who he will be entertaining tonight. He throws his hood back up, removing it from his face and thrusts his hands outwards, signalling for the fans to erupt with a mixture of cheers and heat. The red dull glow of the lights dies out and returns back to the original lighting.
Pilgrim: His opponent is going to get much the same reaction.
Almanti: Yep, and here it is!
“Sad But True" by Metallica begins to play and the lights dim as a strobe light pours over the entrance area. The curtain opens and Jeska Eagles makes her way onto the stage with a big smile on her face as the crowd boos loudly. She then signals to the curtain and Josh makes his way out too an even bigger boo and he walks over and grabs Jeska by the hand and raises her hand into the air. Josh and Jeska then walk to the ring hand in and. When they reach the ring Jeska runs up the stairs and parts the ropes for Josh to get through and he does then heads to the first turnbuckle and strikes an arrogant pose and awaits the start of the match.
Pilgrim: Josh Eagles surprised the wrestling by siding with two of his biggest enemies in Rich Morrison and Shawn Stevens.
Almanti: It seems more and more people are taking a page out of Mr. Capaci's book....Nothing personal, it's strictly business.
Tom McElvoy sets the wheels in motion by calling for the bell!
ding-ding
Kailus Holmes vs. Josh Eagles
Holmes strikes first, but Eagles steps aside. Eagles brings Holmes down with a drop-toe hold. Holmes gets to his feet and smashes Eagles to the mat with a charging clothesline. Eagles gets to his feet and slams into his opponent with a running forearm, quickly followed by a snapmare. Eagles follows up with a quick elbow drop. He drops another, but hits the mat. Holmes is on his feet and pounces on Eagles with a Head Pound Takedown. He slams Eagles’ head into the mat repeatedly until Eagles is nearly out cold. He brings Eagles to his feet, but a shot to the midsection breaks Eagles free. He bounces off the ropes toward Holmes, who counters with a monkey-flip. Eagles flips up high and clears the top rope. He comes crashing down to the outside, landing on his feet. As soon as he lands he crumbles to the floor. He holds his knee is pain.
Pilgrim: He might have hurt himself, there.
Almanti: Well, thank you Dr. Pilgrim!
Holmes goes to the outside and rolls Eagles back in. Eagles uses the ropes to get up, but limps heavily. Noticing this, Holmes takes advantage, diving with a chop-block to the knee. Eagles falls flat on his back and Holmes wastes no time in locking on the Sharpshooter! Eagles screams and shouts until he is eventually forced to tap out!
Pilgrim: And it looks like Eagles may have rally injured the knee.
Almanti: That definitely looks like it's more than just pain. I just hate this match had to end with a freak injury. When both healthy, this promises to be one hell of a match.
Pilgrim: What a minute....I'm getting word that an unidentified limo has pulled up outside. It could Capaci's new recruit for the new position!
Almanti: Well, what are you waiting for numbskulls! Get the cameras rolling back in the parking garage!
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Post by Tito Capaci on Jul 5, 2007 21:32:58 GMT -6
The cameras cut to the parking deck where a black limo pulls up. The driver jumps out of the car and starts ushering the camera crews away. The backdoor and someone steps out, but all you can see is there feet.
Pilgrim: Is this the new POW Commish? Could it be?
Almanti: And we're guessing that's the role! We don't know what this extremely important job is or who the candidate is!
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Post by Tito Capaci on Jul 5, 2007 21:34:22 GMT -6
“Out to get me" Guns 'n' Roses plays as Big Ci makes his way to the ring. He slides inside and gives the Four-finger salute to the crowd. He waits in the corner for his opponent.
Pilgrim: Ci says he is a stronger man. We’ll see if that’s true tonight.
Almanti: You know how he likes to joke around, Pilgrim.
"Death Rides A Horse" plays loudly over the speakers as George Duke steps out from behind the curtain wearing a Royal Blue robe. He makes his way to the ring, ignoring the negative fan reaction. He climbs in through the ropes and walks the ring, arms held high. He takes off his robe and hands it off to the ring attendant and waits for the match to begin. Salazar is ready and calls for the opening bell!
Pilgrim: And here we go! Big Ci and George Duke go at it again!
Ding! Ding!
#1 Contendership to the POW Valor Title
George Duke vs. Big Ci
Almanti: This is a huge match for both of these fighters. They have both had that Valor title around their waist and they want it back.
Both men meet at the center of the ring and stare each other down. Ci extends his hand for the test of strength – Duke accepts. Both men push and struggle to get the advantage. Ci manages to reach around and give George a takedown. He locks on a headlock, which Duke breaks free from with a Peterson Roll. Duke gets to his feet and slides down, taking Ci to the mat with a double-leg takedown. Ci rolls back to his feet and hip-tosses an oncoming George Duke. Ci follows up with a leg-drop, but Duke rolls away. He slides in behind Ci and locks on a sleeper. He clutches on tightly, but Ci manages to get to his feet after some struggle and tears off the hold with a wristlock. Duke backs Ci up onto the ropes and breaks free, whipping Ci to the ropes. Duke catches Ci with a big backdrop to the outside. Ci hangs onto the rope, and lands on the canvas. With Duke’s back turned, Ci sneaks back in and delivers a German Suplex from behind, much to the crowd’s delight. He hangs on for the pin.
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George breaks free, but looks surprised. Both get to their feet and hook up with a collar and elbow lock-up. Duke pulls Ci close and ducks down to tackle him to the mat. He moves quickly, stretching Ci with an armbar. Duke leans in, putting all of his weight behind the hold. Ci screams and manages to grasp the rope. George backs lets go and backs away. Ci gets up again and Duke catches him with a snap suplex! He brings Ci to his feet and does it again. Ci is brought to his feet again and George locks on a side headlock. He wrenches hard, but Ci manages to shove him off. Duke stumbles forward and slams into the turnbuckle. Duke stumbles back and into a Cradle Stunner. He stays down this time as Big Ci lands a surprisingly high leg drop. Duke turns over and begins to get to his feet, but Ci slips on a face-lock. Duke powers out of it and ducks a clothesline. He turns in time for an armdrag and bounces back up. He comes for George, who catches him with another, then another. Ci jumps back up again and gets hit with a surprise heavy dropkick from Duke. Ci flies back and into the ropes and folds to the canvas. Duke gets up and realizes that his cut has opened up. A small red stain dots his bandage and a thin trickle runs down his face. George is concerned but moves on. He brings Ci to his feet, but Ci slides out of his reach. George Dives for Ci, but gets caught in a DDT! Ci makes the cover once again, hooking the leg.
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Kickout!
George pops up and slams a knee into Ci’s head while he is getting up. Ci stumbles to the mat and uses the ropes to get to his feet. But before he can turn, George comes flying with another knee, this time to the back. Ci hunches forward and Duke begins choking him with the top rope! He shoves the referee away and begins biting Ci!
Pilgrim: Wait a minute! I thought this was supposed to be a scientific bout!
Almanti: George Duke is like a chameleon, he can work well with so many styles.
Pilgrim: But the agreement he made…
Almanti: So many styles…
Duke lets go after being threatened by Manny Salizar with a DQ. He releases his hold, but reaches for Ci, who is draped over the top rope, and pulls him down by the hair. He gets the evil eye from Salazar, but continues with Ci. He pulls Ci up straight and rears back. He slams a huge right hand into Ci’s face. A stream of blood spouts from just over Ci’s nose. George looks delighted, ignoring his own stream of blood, which has grown heavier.
Pilgrim: And the look on George Duke's face says it all, doesn't it, Tony?
Almanti: The man enjoys pain and inflicting pain. It makes for a sick, sick human being but one hell of a pro wrestler.
He gleefully stomps on Ci’s head as he writhes on the mat. Duke backs up and measure up Ci. He drops an elbow on Ci and then begins slapping him in the face. He brings Ci to his feet and launches off a Heart-punch via Stan Hansen. Ci clutches his chest and bends down. Duke takes full advantage, piledriving Ci. He makes the cover.
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Ci breaks free and rolls onto his side!
Pilgrim: And somehow Big Ci managed to kick out after that piledriver!
Almanti: They've had epic battles before. Why should this one be any different?
George right away kicks him in the spine with all the energy of David Beckham kicking a soccer ball. Ci beds in an unnatural shape and shouts. Duke drops another elbow and makes the cover.
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Ci kicks out. George curses loudly and yells at Salazar for his ‘slow counting.’
Pilgrim: Leave it to George to argue with the referees. Can’t he accept the facts?
Almanti: He has! Salazar is a slow counter.
Ci stomps on Ci’s skull again and brings him to his feet. He hurls him through the ropes and to the floor. He follows Ci out and Salazar begins his count. Duke lifts up Ci and slams his head into the time-keeper’s table. Duke brings him up again and scoop slams him onto of the table, sending papers spilling everywhere. George grabs the bell, but remembers the stipulations and drops it. George rolls in to break the count. He rolls back out and drags Ci to the floor and delivers a piledriver. He rolls in, laughing. He waits patiently in the corner while the referee’s count grows higher.
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Ci stirs a bit, but might be down for good. Duke looks pleased and takes off his bandage. He wipes away at the blood running down his face.
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Ci begins to get to his feet. Duke doesn’t see this from his vantage point.
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Ci rolls back in, but George has already begun to celebrate. A bloody Ci stands erect behind him, like a waiting Frankenstein’s Monster. George hears the sudden crowd pop and assumes they are cheering because he won. He nods his head and turns. He gets clocked with a big left from Ci. Duke stumbles backward and out of the ring. The crowd explodes as Duke sits in disbelief on the floor. The blood starts flowing again as Duke gets up and returns to the ring. He fakes a punch at Ci, but slams into him with a headbutt instead. Ci holds his nose and steps back. Duke lays into him with a barrage of over handed blows until Ci is flat on the mat. Duke climbs to the top and leaps off with a knee-drop, dropping right across the back of Ci’s neck. He lifts him up for the death-knell. He signals for the piledriver and gets Ci in positon. George pauses to address the stinging in his eye. He tries wiping some of the blood from his eyes, but finds it difficult. He shoves Ci to the mat and moves to the corner. He starts to panic as his eyesight blurs. He blinks furiously and tries to wipe the blood away. Ci has gotten to his feet and comes up behind Duke with a punch to the ribs. Duke slouches and Ci uses all strength to pull George off the mat and deliver a sidewalk slam! He sits on Duke’s chest and delivers a flurry of hard punches. He brings Duke up and grabs Duke. Trifecta! With each step of the move, Duke looks less and less alive. Ci makes the cover, but one of Duke’s legs is under the rope. Ci gets up to drag George into the center of the ring, but he slides out instead. Duke crumples onto the floor, out of breath and stunned. Ci follows him out and whips into the guard rail. He smacks a few chops across Duke’s chest before pulling off a suplex on the concrete! Duke looks rough as Ci slides inside.
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Duke manages to get inside. The blood flow is bad and George can’t see. He backs into the corner as Ci slams blow after blow into him. Duke slouches and Ci begins slamming knees into his side. Duke falters and drops to the mat. The referee stops Ci to check on Duke’s condition.
Pilgrim: We might see a decision win for Big Ci tonight!
Almanti: If that happens, he still didn’t beat George, I don’t care what happens.
The referee keeps Ci at bay while behind his back George climbs to his feet. Duke takes a moment to rip open the loose turnbuckle with his teeth, ala George Steel, revealing the steel beneath. Duke pushes past Salazar and grabs a handful of head. He slams Ci into the exposed turnbuckle with all his might. Ci falls to his knees and goes mostly limp. Duke pushes him with his boot and Ci topples the rest of the way to the mat. George steps back and uses some of the free padding to wipe the blood from his eyes. George brings Ci to the corner and hoists him onto the top turnbuckle. He gets in posiition for the superplex! Duke pulls them both up straight and readies himself.
Pilgrim: This is it. For either man, the only way is down.
Almanti: I knew Duke was the real champion, Pilgrim. He’s one step closer now!
Duke gets Big Ci to go for the Superplex! The crowd gasps, but it quickly turns to unbelievable and regrettable "ahhs" as Lance Erikson gives a hard forearm shot that sends both men to the ground. Erikson quickly slides into the ring and gives one hard shot to the head to George Duke, busting that gash on his even further. He wheels around and flattens Big Ci as well. The crowd boos as Salazar has no choice but to call for a double DQ. Lance Erikson starts stomping away at both Big Ci and George Duke, but spends considerable more time on his ex-stablemate in Big Ci.
Pilgrim: Damn that Erikson! What right does he have to come out here and screw up this #1 contendership match!?!
Almanti: It's his title, Alex. He's just looking out for number one. Does this mean he doesn't have to defend it next week at Americana!
Erikson drapes the belt across Big Ci's face and starts stomping away, driving the buckle of the belt into Ci's face over and over again. The crowd's boos turn into cheers as The Godfather theme begins to play over the PA system. Every person in the arena at the Star Pavilion stands to their feet and cheers mightily to see what the POW Owner, Tito Capaci is going to do about this!
Pilgrim: And Royal Flush may not listen to anyone else, but I bet they listen to the Sicilian Badass!
Almanti: Mr. Capaci has stayed out of this stable war for a long time, but this may have ended his neutral status! Don't screw around with Capaci's supercard matches!
Tito powerwalks all the way down the ring and doesn't even slow a hair as he flies up the stairs and into the ring getting right in Lance Erikson's face who has a look of disrespect and rebellion on his face. Capaci takes a microphone from his suit jacket pocket and pulls it to his lips.
Capaci: Lance Erikson, I've sat on the sidelines long enough. You and your Royal Flush butt-buddies have taken over my announcing table. You've interfered with countless matches. You've beat up innocent people. You've hurt members on my roster with no apparent instigation. I've let it all go because I'm a businessman first and you guys have been great for ratings. But you just tried to tank one of the top matches at a DVD Taping event. And that just crossed the line my friend.
The crowd cheers for The Made Man.
Capaci: The stipulation of this match was the winner was to face you next week at Americana for the POW Valor Title. You figured you could just get the week off by making sure there wasn't a winner in this match. This ain't just a damn saying...this is literal....THIS IS MY HOUSE!
Again, the crowd cheers loudly for the POW owner.
Capaci: And my rules and we're going to do things my way.
Suddenly, Erikson snatches the microphone out of Capaci's hand. Capaci doesn't flinch, but he stares a hole through Erikson. Nobody touches Tito's microphone...nobody.
Erikson: I don't give a damn who I fight at Americana. Pick one. Pick Duke. Pick Big Ci. Hell, pick a damn Kodiak bear. There's not a sould under contract that will get me worried about this match.
Before Erikson can think, Capaci has swiped the microphone back out of his hand...Capaci's quickness surprises Erikson a bit...that much can be told on his face. Capaci takes the microphone and steps even closer so they are just about nose to nose.
Capaci: You don't care if you fight George Duke at Americana with the Valor Title on the line?
Erikson makes a bring it gesture with the crowd cheering loudly.
Capaci: You wouldn't care if your opponent was Big Ci at Americana?
Erikson laughs the idea off as the crowd gives a huge pop for their fan favorite, Big Ci.
Capaci: That's real good, Lancey. That's real good. Because you're going to be facing both of them at Americana in a three way dance for the POW Valor Title!
Erikson's jaw suddenly drops as the crowd goes nuts over this huge revelation. Capaci smirks at Erikson who is in a state of disbelief.
Pilgrim: What an announcement! Erikson just screwed himself into a threeway brawl for the POW Valor Title!
Almanti: What a huge match! What implications! Does it get any bigger?!!
Capaci: And Lance, just to make sure crap like this doesn't happen, we're going to have a special referee. I need to make sure that we have a referee that can stand up to your crap. I need to make sure that I have a referee that won't take any crap from anyone that runs down that aisle with a little Royal Flush log on their shirt. And I already know who it's going to be.
Lance throws his hands up asking who it's going to be. The crowd is dying to know as well.
Capaci: I've always said....if you want to make sure a job is done right......do it yourself.
The crowd cheers as Erikson's eyes get huge, almost bugging out of his head.
Capaci: That's right, Lance. I'm going to be the special referee. And quite frankly, I hope you get your ass kicked.
The crowd cheers as the statement as Erikson looks to the side, but then fires a slap right across the left cheek of the POW Owner. Capaci's head shoots to his right, and he just holds it there, gathering his senses.
Pilgrim: Uh-oh. This could have been a huge mistake for Erikson.
Almanti: What the hell was he thinking?
Capaci looks back at Erikson who is feeling pretty good about himself, but he wonders what he's done when he sees Capaci smiling at him. Erikson is confused by the expression on Capaci's face. He doesn't have time to react when Tito fires a right cross into the face of Lance Erikson to the delight of the crowd. Capaci holds Erikson's hair back and fires an uppercut into the throat that drops Erikson to his knees gasping for air.
Capaci starts throwing darting jabs at Erikson's face, connecting each time with Erikson's body acting like one of those air-filled punching toys....he goes down and then pops right back up just to get knocked back down again. Capaci finally backs him into the corner and starts throwing hard uppercuts into the stomach of Erikson. Capaci pulls him to the center of the ring and sets up for his Sicilian Silencer. He gets Erikson up....but before he can finish the move, Shadix, Morrison, and Stevens are all inside the ring and start pounding on the POW owner. Shadix kicks Duke and Big Ci out of the ring and they start working the POW owner over real good.
Pilgrim: And I don't know that anyone will come to Capaci's aid here.
Almanti: He's well respected, but Royal Flush has this fear over most everyone and the Horsemen aren't exactly on the best terms with Capaci to come out here for a save.
Royal Flush continues to pound away on the Capaci until he's completely out of it. Morrison starts directing traffic and has him placed so that he's sitting on the ringpost, facing the center of the ring. Morrison gets to the outside ring apron, springboards into the ring, catching Capaci's head and hitting a DEVASTATING Queens Cutter that looks like it just broke Capaci's neck!
Pilgrim: Damn it! This has to stop! It has to stop now!
Almanti: They may have just broken Capaci's neck!
Royal Flush take a few more turns spitting on Capaci and kicking his downed body before exiting the ring all together with their hands raised in victory. They have just taken out the boss. EMT crews come rushing into the ring.
Pilgrim: This has suddenly gotten extremely somber. The crowd is totally quiet. Tito Capaci, one of the all-time greats in this business is being put in a neck brace and strapped to a stretcher. We're going to have to take a commercial break and get back to you after these words.
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Post by Tito Capaci on Jul 5, 2007 21:36:03 GMT -6
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Post by Tito Capaci on Jul 5, 2007 22:39:59 GMT -6
Pilgrim: Welcome back to Power On Wrestling's "The Road to Americana." In case you're just joining us, here's what happened moments ago.
Almanti: It has really turned this place upside down, Alex.
Pilgrim: But, the show must go on as they say. And well, it's already time for the main event.
Tony Almanti: Well, that's cause it's time for the best match of the evening.
Alex Pilgrim: I don't know, we've had some doozies so far this evening.
All of the lights in the POW Arena go dark as one single spotlight shines in front of the entrance curtain. As “Not Going Away” by Ozzy Osbourne begins to start up, Rich Morrison appears out of the curtain and steps into the vicinity of the spotlight. Rich looks around and scans the crowd a bit. The crowd is booing loudly as Rich Morrison arrogantly walks to the ringside area. Rich walks up the ring steps slowly and then enters the ring via the middle rope. He quickly runs up to the middle rope of the nearest turnbuckle and raises his arms above his head. He flips off the crowd before jumping down and running the ropes a bit.
Richard Huff: And from Long Island, New Yord...weighing in at 210 pounds, "America's Most Hated" RICH MORRISON!
The audience barely begins to boo as the lights go out and the logo of S³ appears on the screen. As his music hits and the lights come back on Triple S is standing on the stage in his signature pose with his arms spread in the air. He lowers his arms and walks down the ramp. He makes his way to the ring. He gives Rich a high five as the audience goes wild with anger.
Richard Huff: And his partner, from the Windy City and weighing in at 223 pounds, SENSATIONAL....SHAWN STEVENS!!!
Tony Almanti: And there we have it, ROYAL FLUSH IS IN DA HOUSE!!!!
The lights begin to alternate between dark blue and crimson red as "Modest" begins to fill the arena...Over the music the sound of a flute can be heard... it's a familiar tune: The fanfare of the DragonZord!! Doooo - Do, Do - Do Di Doooo! Suddenly a puff of smoke explodes in front of the curtain and Reck Maverick appears out of thin air. He stands in a cool ninja pose for a second, his eyes darting back and forth and his Dragon Armour glimmering in the light then he breaks into a traditional ninja run as he quickly dashes to the ring and dives between the first and second ropes.
He kips up and draws his Blade of Legend. He begins to go into a Kata, swinging the blade and throwing kicks, Finally he drops to one knee and goes to drive the blade in the mat, but he stops short to avoid tearing the canvas - as he is doing the Kata the lights slowly cut of except a single spotlight shining on Maverick. He places the sword back into it's sheath and hands it to a ringside attendant then slowly stands up and removes his Armour as the lights come back up. With the Armour removed he salutes his fans with a now trademark thumbs up as the music dies. He walks to his corner and sits upon the top turnbuckle as he waits for the contest to begin.
Richard Huff: From San Jose, California, and he weighed in tonight at 220 pounds...the NUMBER ONE CONTENDER...RECK MAVERICK!!!
The audience goes wild as a scantily clad woman now familiar to the POW audience as a Flying Diamond Cutter Girl enters the ring and steals the microphone from the ring announcer.
"Ladies and gentlemen, introducing the first, last, and ONLY Power On Wrestling WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION...Flying...Diamond...Cutter...MANNNNNNN!!!!
The lights go dim and smoke pours out from the entryway, and the crowd pops loudly as FDCM's classic "Back in the Saddle" background music begins to play. Blue and white lights flood the arena as FDCM runs out through a cloud of smoke, raising his "Diamond Cutter" hand gesture and then quickly bringing his hands down to his sides and yelling "BANG!!!" in time with the crowd. He then walks quickly down the aisle high-fiving fans, with three FDC Girls walking behind him, one holding up the POW World Title, and the other two each holding up a large chunk of gold jewelry which formerly comprised the UWL and UWC titles. FDCM runs up the ring steps and holds the ropes open for his three valets to step through, then vaults over the top rope himself. Finally, he stands in the center of the ring holding up his "Diamond Cutter" sign, absorbing the cheers of the crowd while the three girls hold up his accolades around him. Richard Huff yanks his microphone out of the hands of the Flying Diamond Cutter Girl while surreptitiously copping a feel.
Richard Huff: Yeah, Flying Diamond CUtter Man...
Benny Lawson shakes his head as well before calling for the opening bell!
ding-ding
Royal Flush(Rich Morrison & Shawn Stevens)
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Four Horsemen: XE(Reck Maverick & FDCM)
Rich Morrison starts things out by simply laughing at FDCM and Reck Maverick, and Reck retaliates by turning around and mooning Morrison and Stevens. Morrison's eyes go wide for a second before he holds his hand out to offer Reck to Stevens.
Tony Almanti: WHOA! Maverick has some mucho cajones there!
Alex Pilgrim: We're about to have a preview of the matches at Americana!
Shawn Stevens cracks his knuckles as Rich Morrison and FDCM boogie out of the ring to their respective corners. Stevens and Reck circle each other in the center of the ring. Stevens lets out a snide laugh as he goes to lock up with the Reckster. Reck handsprings back with a quick motion and produces a kunai and a shuriken out of nowhere, twirling them nonchalantly before throwing them up the entrance ramp, sticking them into the curtain with ease, nailing it shut. Stevens looks at them with a raised eyebrow before turning back to Reck who has vanished! Stevens looks around and Morrison screams something out. Stevens dives forward as Reck had managed to ninja sneak behind the champion. Stevens turns on his heels and faces the ninja who probably has a smug look under the mask. Reck handsprings backward again, showing off, but backs into the wrong corner where Rich Morrison is waiting with a giant club to the back. Reck gets thrown forward and dropped to his knees as the opportunistic Stevens leaps forward and locks Reck up in a tie up. Stevens stands Reck up, doubling him over before driving a few hard, repeated knees to Reck's face and the dismay of the audience. Reck drops back as Stevens lets go of him and runs to the far ropes. He bounces off and aims a basement dropkick at Reck, but Reck successfully dodges the maneuver by kipping up over the shot from Stevens. Shawn flies out of the ring, crashing onto the mat outside with a thud. Reck gives the audience a thumbs up. Stevens gets himself back to his feet and slides back into the ring where a waiting Reck allows him back to his feet.
Alex Pilgrim: Well, in the agility game, Reck Maverick certainly has the upper hand, but Stevens isn't champ for no reason.
Stevens sizes Reck up for a second before offering his hand out for Reck to shake. Reck cocks his head before spitting in his hand and with a flourish, going to shake Stevens' hand. Stevens whips his hand back while the other hand flies through the air, slapping Reck hard in the face while the audience boos. Stevens follows up quickly with a couple more hard shots to the face before kicking Reck in the gut, doubling him over. Stevens whips Reck's arm over his head before snapping the ninja over with a fast as all hell suplex. Stevens quickly rolls Reck over and snaps off another suplex. he does this for a third time before covering the masked man for the pin.
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Reck Maverick manages to kick out and roll away from Stevens before Stevens can get hold of him again. Reck uses the ropes and groggily gets back to his feet. Stevens comes in for the attack, but Reck, feinting too much pain grips the back of Shawn's neck and brings him down to the mat in a lungblower. Just as Stevens starts falling back, Reck kips up and helps Stevens down to the mat, locking in a boston crab.
Tony Almanti: WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?
Shawn Stevens reaches out and grabs hold of the ropes. Reck leans back, increasing the pressure and tags in FDCM. FDCM clambers into the ring to many cheers from the crowd. FDCM starts ripping into Stevens FDCM picks Stevens up after Reck gets off of him and whips him toward Morrison, who tags himself in. Morrison steps into the ring with flair and gets met almost immediately by a shot from FDCM. Morrison responds with a couple of blasts of his own and FDCM retaliates with by blazing a trail on Morrison's face with his fists. Finally, FDCM blocks one of Rich's punches and grabs hold of his arm. He pushes Morrison into the ropes and then whips him into the opposite ropes. Morrison rebounds off and ducks under a clothesline from FDCM. He bounces off the ropes again and leaps up over a bent over FDCM, pulling him down with a quick sunset flip. Morrison leans forward over FDCM and gets a good grip on the tights, giving him that extra leverage.
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Benny Lawson sees that Morrison has hold of the tights and starts reprimanding him. Morrison starts arguing back, but before he can get to his point, FDCM reaches up and pulls Morrison over in a schoolboy.
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Morrison angrily kicks out and in the process, drops a boot onto FDCM's face. The two men get up at the same time and rebound off their closest set of ropes, meeting in the center of the ring, both of them with a clothesline from hell, dropping each man down to the mat.
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Morrison lunges for Stevens and makes the tag, but not before Flying Diamond Cutter Man tags Reck in first! Reck flies across the ring and ducks underneath a Shawn Stevens clothesline. He jumps on the middle rope and uses it as a sprigboard to fly back and hit a cross body on Stevens and holds it for a pin. Lawson is there immediately!
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Pilgrim: And Stevens almost didn't make it out of that one!
Almanti: Both of these guys are fresh again, so this is a preview of the main event at Americana!
Reck quickly slaps on the Maverick Deathlock (Texas cloverleaf) and sits down on Stevens' back. Stevens refuses to quit and manages to grab the rope quickly. Maverick spins and hits a drop kick into the back of Shawn's head. Reck reaches down and starts to pull Stevens up, but Stevens hits an eye gouge. Reck starts to step backward, trying to work out the blindness. Stevens quickly comes in a drills him with a Painkiller superkick! Reck drops to his back as Stevens takes the tiime to gloat to the fans. He turns toward FDCM and slaps his across the face. Lawson runs in between them and tries to be a buffer. The fans suddenly start cheering as Reck kips up from the ground and gives the fans a huge double thumbs up. Rich sees what is happening and starts to climb into the ring, but Reck sprints over and gives a hard shoulder tackle that sends Morrison off the top rope. He turns and sprints toward Stevens who turns around just in time to catch him below the leg and hit a huge fallaway slam in Reck's and FDCM's corner! The crowd cheers as FDCM was alert and slapped Reck as he went by to be the legal man in the ring, but Stevens didn't see!
Pilgrim: FDCM had his head in the game there!
Almanti: And Stevens doesn't know! This is bad, bad news for Royal Flush!
FDCM comes in and starts hitting some solid left hands followed by right chops. He backs Stevens all the way to the corner. He hammerthrows Stevens to the opposite corner and follows it up with a splash. As Stevens stumbles out of the corner, FDCM flies in from behind and catches him with a beautiful Diamond Cutter! The crowd goes crazy as Lawson drops down for the pin!
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BUT LAWSON GETS DRAGGED OUT OF THE RING! It's Kaleb Shadix!
Pilgrim: What is Kaleb Shadix doing here?
Almanti: Here we go again.
Erikson also comes running down the ramp. He slides under the ramp and decks FDCM with a pair of brass knucks. Lawson calls for the bell to disqualify the team of Morrison and Stevens. In retaliation, Shadix puts a knee to Lawson's gut and follows it up with a tombstone piledriver to the boos of the crowd. They instantly throw Reck in the corner and start a beat down. As they do, Shawn grabs the microphone.
Stevens: Everybody better listen the hell up. Did anyone in their right mind believe that this wasn't going to be decided before next week? I can kick Reck's ass at anytime, but this....this is going to be insurance.
Shadix, still on the outside, grabs one of Reck's leg and throws it hard against the ring post to the boos of the crowd. Stevens slides out of the ring and starts to put the figure four around the ring post before the crowd noise drowns him out with a huge ovation as Big Ci and Kailus Holmes coming flying down the ramp. Kez instantly connects with a right on Rich Morrison and they start having blows. Big Ci finds Lance Erikson and hits a hard clotheslines, mounts him, and starts delivering hard punches. Flying Diamond Cutter Man and Kaleb Shadix start pounding away at each other while Reck Maverick has recouped and is trading blow for blow with Shawn Stevens.
Pilgrim: And here's the next battle of World War III!
Almanti: No, no! We gotta stay!
Pilgrim: We can't! We're out of time! Next week is Americana!!!
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Post by Tito Capaci on Jul 6, 2007 22:57:03 GMT -6
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