Post by Wade Mason on Nov 3, 2009 6:01:39 GMT -5
Hello and welcome, I am Stan Brooks and this is the first Animosity of November and the 9th overall. We are one week removed from Retribution where we crowned a new TGW Champion, David Blazenwing. Blazenwing captured his 7th major company title with a victory in a triple threat match involving Russell Franchise and AJ Adams. The biggest news coming out of that match is the fact that Adams was not pinned and Blazenwing was able to pin Franchise, who had yet to be pinned in his TGW career, and walk away with the title.
Tonight we have a TGW Title match as David Blazenwing is set to defend against the man who lost his title due to someone else getting pinned, AJ Adams. At Retribution Adams had to receive 8 stitches after taking a nasty chair shot to the head, his second in a matter of weeks. He's been quiet this week and a major concern is that he is suffering from sighs of a concussion but refuses to seek medical attention for it. The biggest rumbles today however, seem to be happening backstage. Word is that Wade Mason is planning something big for the next Pay-Per-View already and we should see him tonight.
The cameras switch to the backstage area where AJ Adams is seen walking into the arena entrance. The crowd cheers and he throws bag over his shoulder. TGW Interviewer, Kirsten Shelley, approaches him as he heads down a hallway.
Kirsten Shelley: AJ, AJ!
Adams stops and turns, a slight smile coming across his face as he sees Shelley just a few steps behind him now.
Shelley: If I could just a moment of your time, I'd like to ask you about Retribution. David Blazenwing was able to walk away the TGW Champion, but in terms of wrestling, your an uncrowned Champion. You lost your title when Blazenwing was able to pin TGW Volitionary Champion, Russell Franchise. Tonight you have the chance to reclaim the TGW Title, thoughts?
Adams: Blazenwing. Congratulations. You finally did what you set out to achieve when you first signed with TGW. You wanted to win another major title and you were able to do that last Monday. You said that you wanted to prove that DB as a champion is no fluke, that however you did not do at Retribution. You were not able to pin the Champion one to gain that title, you pinned the lesser man in the match. Russell, I respect the hell out of you and what you've done so far in TGW but I had you beat in the second fall. The fans chanted, cheered, begged for the referee to make the pinfall count. You didn't have a double loss night because of a technicality.
Then, I had you set up for the Eat It but Blazenwing had, HAD, to use the chair for a second time in the match. I was bleeding, wounded, and I was still on course to win the match. Just think of it had DB not used the chair.
I hit the Eat It on Franchise, I jump up and hit Blazenwing with the Last Call, the referee has come to by now and I make the pinfall. 1-2-3. I retain. That's why tonight, Blazenwing gets what is coming to him. So, Dave, take THAT to the bank. Bitch.
Adams walks away from Shelley before she can even react as the fans cheer for him.
The fans all rise to their feet as “Stay Alive” by Trapt begins to play and out walks the TGW CEO/Founder, Wade Mason. Mason waves to the fans and makes his way to the ring, walking by the announce table to receive a microphone. As Mason rolls into the ring his music cuts off and the fans continue to cheer. He waits them out and smiles before speaking.
Mason: Over the past 24 hours I've been sitting at home and thinking, now what? What can we do to keep going with the momentum out of Retribution? The next Pay-Per-View is scheduled for November 30th in Sydney, Australia. Well, sadly we are having to move our Sydney show to another month as the show will now be in the great state of Texas. The next Pay-Per-View broadcast will be coming to you live from Houston, Texas on the same date.
That's not all.
The fans start to get antsy, Mason making them eat up his every word with anticipation.
Mason: November 30th will see, Onslaught, a very special show. The winner of tonight's main event and TGW Title match will have a very busy night. On Monday the 30th, as soon as the TGW Champion steps into the arena his title is up for grabs. Whoever dares to challenge the champion will basically compete in a falls count anywhere match. A “24/7” rules night if you will.
The fans are going nuts at the idea of such an idea.
Mason: Oh, that's not all. Come the main event, whoever is the champion at the time, they will compete in a Championship Scramble match. There will be a 15 minute time limit and whomever is the champion after the time limit will be recognized as the TGW Champion. The title may change hands numerous times throughout the night and the match itself. The only recognized title switches will be those that might happen before the Scramble match and the winner of the main event.
Now on to who will be able to get into the match. There will be 5 competitors, one being whomever the Champ is going into the match. Starting next week, each week there will be qualifying match to determine 3 of the 4 other competitors. The main event of the Animosity on the 23rd, will be an over the top rope battle royal with anyone that wants to try and put in a bid for the last spot. The winner of said match will be the 4th and final entry into the Scramble. So, good luck.
The fans cheer as Mason leaves after a shocker of a message.
Wow, is all that comes to mind. I was ready to hype up a Corrupted Dreams show and we are hit with the movement of the location of the Pay-Per-View, the name, and the new match! Who ever the TGW Champion is after tonight will have a tough month to look forward to. Now that Mason has left the stage and the fans have calmed down a bit, it's time for the first match of the night.
Michael Hyde Vs. Q
Vs.
Vs.
The...interesting Q makes his way to the ring first and he is carrying a bucket of blue paint. He walks up the steps and as he turns around, he dumps the bucket onto the ring steps and some onto his feet. As Hyde makes his way down the ramp, Q has entered the ring and is walking around, leaving foot prints as he wanders about. The fans are ready for the match as we are all set to go and the referee signals for the bell and the start of the match.
The two men lock up and we are officially underway! Q gets the crowd to “Ohh” as he lands a vicious slap to the face of Hyde. Hyde steps back and the two men start to exchange lefts and rights. Hyde seems to be landing the harder punches than Q, but as Hyde swings for a big blow Q ducks and lands a swift kick to the shins. Hyde leans down to grab his leg and is met with a lifting knee to the face. Q smiles as Hyde falls backward and Q quickly follows it up with a leg drop. Q mounts Hyde and starts to throw hard shots on Hyde, who is trying to guard.
The referee warns Q for using closed fists and even threatens to disqualify him if he continues the assault. Q shrugs and decides to climb off anyway. He pulls Hyde to his feet who is able to land a hard shot to the jaw of Q. Q grabs his jaw after a couple of weeks of abuse to it. Hyde is able to get to his feet and connect with a snap suplex. Both men rise quickly to their feet and Q lands a forearm strike. Hyde pops back up and hits a kick to the gut of Q, followed with a DDT. Cover!
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2..
Kickout! Q jumps back to his feet and clubs Hyde with a hard clothesline. Hyde hits the mat hard and Q doesn't hesitate to pull him back up. Q hits a European uppercut as Hyde stumbles backwards. Q charges and hits a close range spear. Hyde holds onto Q and tries to lock in what I can only describe as a rear naked choke. Q is able to reach forward and grab the ropes after he realized how close he was to them. Hyde breaks the hold and both men are to their feet. Hyde and Q lock up and Hyde tries to attempt a belly to belly suplex but Q stomps on his foot. Q hits a few shots to the kidneys of Hyde who lets go of the lock up. Q hits a kick to the gut and another knee to the side of the head. Hyde stands and staggers, and Q charges and hits a knee to the top of Hyde's head! Hyde falls and Q drops to a knee and locks in the Sensory Overload! Hyde gives up, it's over and the referee calls for the bell.
Winner: Q [Submission]
Q stands in the middle of the ring and I still can't get over the ring steps and the foot prints in the ring. As Q leaves he grabs the paint can and tosses it into the ring, some of it splashing on the mat and some on Hyde. A ring crew is heading down now to try and wipe up some of the paint. Q totally is leaving through the crowd, smearing paint on some of them. Odd is pretty much the feeling.
Ring Announcer: Ladies and gentleman, at this time, please welcome your NEW TGW World Champion… he is The New Hotness… he is DAVID BLAZENWING!!!
The lights in the arena all cut to black and the GloryTron comes to life, pulsating with a green light as a quiet beat gets louder with every flash. It gets faster and faster, and louder with each pulse, until the pulsating light explodes into the words "The New Hotness" and "Indestructible” by Disturbed blares across the arena sound system. The stage fills with smoke and the crowd comes to their feet, some booing, some cheering as they all await the appearance of The New Hotness himself.
Parker: Love him or hate him, David Blazenwing is the new TGW World Champion after one hell of a main event at Retribution one week ago.
The crowd explodes in a flurry of cheers and boos as the smoke clears on the stage and a man in a dark green trenchcoat stands, head down, facing the GloryTron. He raises his hands and snaps his fingers, causing four loud bursts of pyro to ignite, two on each side of him, before spinning around Y2J style to reveal David Blazenwing, the TGW World Championship secured around his waist!
Evans: You can’t deny, he looks damn good with that belt!
His sunglasses shining with the glare from the arena lights, David looks to the left, then to the right, nodding towards the crowd before walking down the ramp. He rolls his shoulders and flips his long blonde hair back behind his coat, then moves towards the ring steps and hops up and down a few times in front of them before quickly racing up the steps to the apron side facing the stage. He stops and pulls his sunglasses off, then tosses them behind his head into the crowd, then leans down and steps through the middle of the ropes to enter the ring. David walks across the ring and leaps up onto the second rope in the corner nearest the timekeeper, then pulls off his green trench coat and tosses it towards the timekeeper before motioning for a microphone. The music fades and after a few moments, a dueling chant of “Let’s go D-Blaze/You Sold Out!” fills the arena. DB merely grins and pats the Championship.
Parker: The fans in this arena clearly divided, many of them longtime fans of Blazenwing, but many more who haven’t forgotten his harsh words for them less than a month ago.
David: You know, there are many kinds of people in this business of ours. There are people I like to refer to as supernovas… remember The Legend? He was a supernova. He came out of nowhere, exploded into a megastar, and then before you knew it, he was gone. The ride was over.
Most of the fans pop at the mention of The Legend.
David: There are also the glory hogs. They’re kind of the opposite of the supernova… they never truly reach that level of superstardom, save for in their own minds, and never really leave the business, leeching off the younger, fresher talent like some kind of parasite in a desperate attempt to stay relevant. When I think of this wrestler, I think of multi-time PWA titleholder despite being the owner of the company, Chamelion.
Some cheer at the mention of Chamelion’s name, some boo.
Evans: The Champ letting some of his former opponents have it here tonight.
Parker: Makes you wonder how long he’s waited for this moment…
David: For a long time, people thought I was one of the glory hogs. That I would never amount to anything outside of my own federation, the BWF, that my illusion of being one of the all time greats was just that - an illusion. Well, at Retribution, when it mattered the most, I came through with the biggest win of my career and as a result, I can now safely claim my legacy as just that - the third type of wrestler… the legacy.
David smirks.
David: Now, now, I’m not talking about that gay head-punting crap on the other channel, not that kind of legacy, but rather, proving once and for all that I am exactly what I’ve always said I am… World Champion material. A main eventer. Cody Clark was afraid to give me the ball. Chamelion was afraid to give me the ball. Wade Mason saw past all the bullshit and gave me a chance at the ball, and now that I have it, I promise that this company will soar to sights never before seen! With me as the TGW World Champion, I will -
The opening riffs of "Anti-Matter" by NERD plays as the crowd gets on their feet. Franchise walks out to the crowd's approval with his street clothes and the Volitionary Title.
Parker: The only man to pin David at Retribution was the man Blazenwing pinned to win the World Title. Looks like business is about to pick up!
Franchise enters the ring, amid the "Franchise" chant from the crowd and snatches the mike from Blazenwing.
Franchise: First of all, may I be the first to congratulate you on doing something nobody has done before in TGW, and that was beating the 'A' Game!
Crowd boos at the notion of this!
Franchise: But let's all remember one thing. David, you call yourself a legacy now, which is all good and fine, but something that would have added to your legacy was beating me twice in the ring, to be hold both the TGW World Title and the Volitionary Title. And don't tell me you wouldn't want to be holding 2 titles right now, your ego wouldn't have it any other way. So just remember, when you had the chance to actually dominate the TGW world, The 'A' Game pinned you, 1-2-3!
Crowd explodes in cheers! "We Love Franchise" chants sweep the arena!
Franchise: I pinned you in the middle of the ring, so talk all the mad talk you want about beating me for the World Title. The world saw that I'm not the one you can push around, that I can be the force that runs this company in the future. One day, we'll get it on for that piece of gold around your waist, and I promise you, David, I'll make you in the fourth type of wrestler: the Has-been!
David sneers and raises the microphone to his mouth!
Blazenwing: Much better men than you have tried, trust me. And if the fact that I'm still standing here hasn't enlightened you, Russell? They've all failed. I am a legend, whether you like it or not, and if you mess with me, you'll burnout so fast that it'll smoke the tree off that boot of yours! Now if you wanna test that out, if you wanna see if I'm lying, go ahead and take your best shot.
Blazenwing leans back and waves, inviting the first blow. Franchise holds a hand up and smiles.
Franchise: Put that big chin of yours down, dude... I'm not here to kicking your old ass up and down San Diego tonight. Because if I did it once, I can do it all the damn time! There is a fungus among us! A group of people who would want to destroy our way of life. Destroy the TGW Universe and all who inhabit it all! I'm talking about....the Blacklist!
Crowd Boos.
Franchise: Now, I know we never see eye to eye on anything, but one thing we can agree with is that if we don't do anything, your World Title and my Volitionary Title won't mean a damn thing! They want to destroy everything that this company stands for. And most importantly, they want to destroy the fans! When I came back, I decided to go balls to the wall for the greatest fans in professional wrestling! Now, Blazenwing, I could come out here asking for the shot at the World Title, something I should have coming my way, but I'm coming out here, to ask you to help defend TGW! You and me, we are unstoppable! Let's do some damage to these punks! Come on, David, if you only do one thing in your life....do the right thing!
Crowd is chanting "Do The Right Thing" to Blazenwing. Blazenwing thinks about it!
Blazenwing: I'm gonna say what I already said, Franchise. This place... right now... is my house and I don't intend on standing around with my thumb up my ass and the gold around my shoulder while things burn down around me. So let me make THIS clear. If anybody can't keep up with me... they're getting left behind. But if they can keep up? Then yeah, I'm in. And I'll say something else -
The opening to At The Drive-In's Arcarsenal cuts through the chatter, and the arena erupts in boos as Teresa Quaranta enters the ramp with a wide, smug grin.
Parker: This is just classless.
Quaranta: How... Heartwarming. I'm touched, but didn't anyone ever tell you it's rude to talk about someone when they aren't in the room? We've got one guy who thinks he's the king of Big Deal Mountain now that he's got some gold on his waist, and another guy who can't decide whether the Blacklist are a bunch of hallucinogenic mushrooms or Al-Qaeda. Franchise? I don't know who pumped you so full of your own hype that you think you earned yourself a seat at the big kids table, but they don't have your best interests at heart. You should spending a lot less time talking about The Blacklist and a lot more time studying up on Alyson Starr game film, you bloated... bumbling... baboon. Trust me, when we drew up our plans for this company, you didn't rate so much as an afterthought, but you... you are just determined to jump ass first onto that railroad spike aren't you? Playing the hero, telling Blazenwing to do 'the right thing'... If Blazenwing was thinking about the things he cared about: his ability to win titles in the future, his wife and his little girl, the ability to walk without a nurse's assistance... he'd know that the right thing would be to drop that title, call for the nearest cab, and get as far away from San Diego as possible. But he's determined to do 'the good thing', isn't he? But the good thing is going to get him the same thing it's going to get you: hurt.
Franchise: You know, you shouldn't assume things about me, because after I slap the taste out of your mouth, you'll understand why I call myself the CONSTANT in TGW! And trust me, once you've gone up against me, you'll see why I'm called 'A' Game! And the fans know, Quaranta, I'm not the afterthought, I'm the ONLY THOUGHT you should be having, YOU BUTT UGLY BITCH!
The crowd cheers loudly as Teresa looks around, shaking her head.
Parker: You know what this scene needs? AJ Adams! And Shane Magnus!
Evans: I think this is a champions only sort of thing.
Parker: Dereliction of duty!
Quaranta: That's it! That's your claim to fame, Franchise: vulgarity, a title belt, a handful of bad catchphrases and getting pinned by David Blazenwing. It's not a noteworthy career, but hey, you're not a noteworthy man. And your A-Game is like my D-minus game. If I become mildly retarded and a truck backs over my foot or something, and I'm limping around mumbling the same thing to myself over and over, you can bet I'm doing my best Franchise impersonation. You... are just like all these fans in attendance tonight. You've bought into an image of TGW, into a mirage, into a bunch of hype with no relation to reality. And you, just like Blazenwing, just like AJ Adams, just like this fat girl three rows in front of me - yeah, I see you, stop waving your corndog at me, tubby - are having a lot of trouble adjusting to the new reality. Now why don't you put the grownup toys down and put Daddy on the phone? He's past due on delivering some jewelry and I'd hate to send my big scary friends to break his limbs for him.
Franchise shakes his head.
Franchise: Blazenwing, can say whatever he wants, but I'm going to say my piece! I've been seeing you and your ugly bitches try to mess with something you know nothing about. THIS IS TRUE GLORY WRESTLING! We wrestle here because this is where wrestling isn't watered down. If we say we're going to beat your ass, well, dammit, we're beating your ass all night long! You're in 'A' Game country! And I'll proudly say, if you got the pain, I got the Game!
A "TGW, TGW" chant breaks out.
Franchise: Quaranta, you know nothing about the 'A' Game! You know nothing about me. All I know about you is that you probably messed up my beef burrito last night in the Taco Bell Drive Thru! You believe you can come out and insult me and these fans with your 8th grade vocabulary! Where I come from, talk is cheap and action speaks louder than words! It seems to me you got a problem with me coming out to ask for help! Well, I got a solution. If you think you and the Black List got me figured out, this bumbling stumbling fool, I'm asking you to bring your ass to the ring right now, because I promise you that if I have to prove to you I'm a noteworthy guy, at least one of ya'll are leaving in a body bag! LET'S FINISH THE DAMN BUSINESS!
Franchise takes his shirt off and lays his belt on the mat, asking the Blacklist member to come down.
Evans: Franchise wants to throw down! Maybe not a good thing to do, but this shows the dedication he has to the company!
Without hesitation, Quaranta takes a step or two down the ramp... and then stops and laughs.
Quaranta: I've got an idea, let's not. I know that all of you would like to see a big knockdown fight, but I don't have anything to gain from it, and I don't have anything to prove to either of you. I just came out here... to drive the point home to everyone here tonight. TGW's two champions are standing in that ring, and I want all of you... to enjoy it. Enjoy David Blazenwing's speeches about guys nobody remembers, enjoy Franchise's hilarious Taco Bell jokes. Because at Onslaught... it all ends. It's all over. And you will never get to see such happy sights again. Blazenwing, you better hope you lose that title match tonight, because you -
Blazenwing: Hey! Let me ask you a question... a serious question here. How many years have you been in this business? And skip all that time you spent up in third rate indies. Bright lights! Big stars! Elite competition! How many years? One? Two? Three?
Quaranta: Well -
Blazenwing: SHUT UP!
Teresa looks around back and forth at the fans, who are unanimously cheering in agreement with the champion now.
Blazenwing: Can you do that? Do you ever just SHUT UP sometimes? I know, I know, nobody cares who I beat and what I did. That's what I ALWAYS hear from the guys who never did anything and never beat anybody. Trust me, there's a lot more of your type than there are of my type. But that's fine. You don't need to care. But you DO need to know that your bad attitude means absolutely dick to me, and that your goofy little Wile E. Coyote scheme was destined to blow up like a marsh-mellow in a microwave once David Blazenwing got involved, and guess what? I AM. I'm going to beat AJ Adams tonight, I'm going to retain this gold, and whatever you've got planned for Houston, I'm GOING to ruin it. You can BANK on that!
Quaranta: OK, let's take it to the people. Let's take it to your people. Ladies and Gentlemen: do you think that David Blazenwing is going to be champion at the end of this broadcast?
The crowd is loud, but pretty mixed. Teresa shrugs.
Quaranta: Do you think that Blazenwing is... the legend that he claims he is?
The crowd is just as loud - but now there's a lot more people on Blazenwing's side of the equation.
Quaranta: Dig deep for this one, ask your heart of hearts. Do you think that David Blazenwing OR Russell Franchise could survive inside of a ring with the Blacklist?
The cheers are thunderous, but if anything, Teresa smiles more widely than before.
Quaranta: Well if these two are so smart, how come they don't know about those people behind them?
Franchise and Blazenwing turn around at the same time - and both of them are under attack! Reina Morgan rockets off the top rope with a dropkick on Franchise, and V swings a sick sweeping knee to the champion's kneecap. Teresa applauds as V follows up with more kicks to Blazenwing's legs.
Quaranta: Why do they always fall for that?
Before she can gloat much longer, she eats a running forearm to the back of her forehead.
Evans: IT'S SHANE MAGNUS! And he's running to the ring!
Franchise shoves Reina hard into the turnbuckle and starts following up with heavy right hands, Blazenwing is down, still trying to defend himself from the kicks rocketing off his skull - Magnus makes the save again, throwing V to the ropes - Blazenwing snaps his leg out and nails V with the Full Effect! He taps his chest and points to the sky as Franchise dumps Reina over the top rope - she lands hard on her shoulder and grabs it.
Now Franchise, Blazenwing and Magnus are in the center of the ring and The Blacklist are on the outside. Reina on her knee rubbing her shoulder, Darling and V are stalking outside, and Teresa is limping down the ramp with the mic in hand.
Quaranta: No! NO! Magnus! You bastard, you're ruining everything! You're not even supposed to be here! What gives you the right! Blazenwing! Blazenwing, you aren't even going to MAKE it to your first title defense!
They're about to slide in the ring and -
Mason: WAIT! HOLD ON A MINUTE!
The crowd cheers as Wade Mason makes his entrance on the opposite ramp, flanked by TGW Security.
Mason: That's more than enough. There is going to be a TGW World Championship match tonight, and the four of you need to worry about your own matches if you want to make it to Houston yourselves. Blazenwing, Franchise, Magnus... security is going to escort you backstage, and you're going to prepare for your own matches tonight, and if anybody in the Blacklist... interferes with ANY of those matches, including the World Title match... you'll be suspended just past the Pay-Per-View.
Darling snatches the microphone as the heroes leave, giving plenty of mouth as they go, Franchise and Blazenwing holding their gold in the air.
Darling: We don't care who keeps the belts warm this month, Mason, we really don't. Let's just get down to business - bring out whichever Tards In Tights you've got warming up back there.
Mason: Well, you're lucky Jack because you four are up next.
The Blacklist Vs. Mystery Opponents
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RU Trippin'/Wilson Cronix/Tommy O/Noah Johnson
The two teams charge the ring from the opposite ramp while The Blacklist are still looking at Mason - Cronix slides under the bottom rope ahead of the rest of the group, sprints across the ring and vaults over the top rope with a suicide dive - Teresa turns while he's in midair and hits the Compass Rose frontflip from a fullstop, cracking the side of his head with a kick that echoes through the arena. Darling and Morgan don't waste anytime, attacking him with a series of hard stomps while Teresa rises - Cronix got ahead of his team and he's going to be on an island for a few seconds! Teresa pulls herself up and grabs Cronix by the hair, shoving him into the camera.
"This is what drugs do your brain, kids." Quaranta follows up by taking Cronix by the neck, rolling him under the ropes and entering the ring as the bell sounds. Quaranta looks around to the crowd, smiles and pulls Cronix to his feet and locks in a clinch, lashing out a series of knees to Cronix's already bruised head and ending the combination with a leaping kneestrike. She follows with a very casual cover. Cronix manages to lift a shoulder up at 2, which gets a soft snicker from Quaranta. She pulls Cronix up and sarcastically pats him on the bat - he throws a big looping punch, which Quaranta neatly dodges, slapping a devastating kick to the thigh that sends him to the ground. Cronix rolls to his feet and tries to go towards his corner, but Quaranta grabs an arm and pulls him back into another kick - undaunted Cronix tries to make it again, but Teresa still has the arm and pulls him into a Capture Suplex position, dragging him towards the Blacklist corner before throwing him back-first into the turnbuckle. After a hard stomp to the throat, she makes the tag to Reina Morgan.
Evans: Uh, I have this feeling that Wade Mason's handpicked team is not going to fare well tonight.
Parker: Really? Ya think?
Reina leaps to the turnbuckle and comes off with a sunset pin, the count gets to two, but she breaks the count herself and transfers to a sleeper hold. Teresa and Darling sarcastically turn to the crowd and start clapping, which only gets more booing, but slowly, Cronix makes it to his knees, presses up to his feet and throws an elbow, then another elbow, then another one before throwing Reina into the ropes. He goes for a painfully telegraphed clothesline, and she effortlessly counters with a tilt a whirl headscissors that whirls... and whirls... and whirls until he's thrown onto the canvas in a heap. Reina follows up with a back elbow smash, then lifts Cronix into the air and drops him face first across the turnbuckle via a stun gun, then whips him around and spits the black mist into his face!
Parker: Not cool.
The referee pulls Reina aside to give her a warning, and Darling grabs Cronix by the air, smashing him across the face with a forearm and throwing him back into the turnbuckle. Reina brushes past the ref, sets Cronix on the top rope and hits a rapid three kick combination followed with a headscissors takedown. She tags V, not even bothering to followup on the attack. There's still some minor signs of stress on the shoulder.
V doesn't waste time either, sliding forearm to the back of Cronix's head, then hoists him into a suplex - Cronix is in the air for about fifteen seconds before the move is transferred into a piledriver. V throws him at the ropes and sends Cronix spinning to the mat with a wicked looking lariat. V starts laying the boots into Cronix, followed by a legdrop across the back of the neck - he picks Cronix up, sends him to the ropes, and drives a knee into the sternum of Cronix, pushes him into the ropes and lands the No Exit neckbreaker, promoting cringes and applause from the people in his own corner.
V hits a shortened STO and makes the tag to Darling, who steps through the ropes and slaps Cronix roughly over the forehead before landing a bridging Tiger Suplex that gets a 2-count, rolling through and firing off a series of short elbows to the side of the head. Darling rolls again into a Dragon Sleeper, but transfers that into a curb stomp. As Cronix struggles to get up to his feet Darling is there waiting for him, hitting a chained double German suplex he goes for a third, and miraculously Cronix flips out of the suplex. Blind and nursing about a dozen concussions, he reaches the ropes and makes the tag to RU Trippin'! The crowd gives a round of applause and a loud "YOU FUCKED UP" chant to Darling, who gives a look to his own corner where the looks are similar in sentiment if not degree. RU Trippin' comes rushing across from the hot tag, stretches his arms -
Death Via Darling. Reina and V are already cleaning house on the other side of the ring, Darling covers.
1...
2...
3!
Teresa's casually applauding from the turnbuckle.
Winners: The Blacklist [Darling pin on RU Trippin']
“SUMBUDDY STAP THA BIG NOSE FUK!” Harvey Clayton bitches as he gradually makes his way over the barricade. Reina leaves V behind to stop Clayton’s thickheaded ass from attacking Darling by elbow smashing him in the spinal column. Clayton gargles a coughing moan before reacting with a full blown head butt against Reina. Clayton’s MASSIVE forehead forced her vertebrae into the ring post causing a cluster fuck of ass/back to pointy steel edged steps collision. Clayton rushes Reina out of utter fury and nails her with a knee to the stomach. Just after V finishes off with the other random jerk off, he turns his attention on Clayton.
Teresa arrogantly ambles her way into the battle scene where Clayton and V are set to rumble, leaving Darling by himself smirking at the foolish drunks rampage. Suddenly, a electric spark pierces the skin of Darling as his neck jiggles with intensity. The crowd implodes as the camera quickly views a man tasing the ‘living fuck’ out of Darling. “Bow Down, Bitch! Aha! See what I did there?”
Parker: Holy, fucking, shit! Is that--
Evans: Jake GOD DAMN Norton!? That crazy fucker from Absolute Pro?!
Parker: Teresa! He’s back! Get him!
Eye to eye. Grin to grin. Teresa doesn’t bother looking at Darling. Norton rubs his nut sack.
“You miss me, bitch?”
“You’re late.” And with that, Teresa hawks out a deep grayish mucus into the face of Norton. His eyes twitch, and he licks the saliva as it pours down onto his lips. With a grin, Norton charges with his taser, but swiftly and cunningly, Teresa palms the taser out of Norton’s hand followed by a jumping slingshot punch. Norton bounces backwards into a state of shock. Quickly realizing she’s playing “hard to get”, he snaps into a enraged tantrum mode, and spears Teresa causing a twist of Teresa’s ribs as the impact caused both to shift oddly in mid-air through the rope. The shifting of both bodies separated both from one another as they fell onto Reina, Clayton, and V on the outside.
Evans: When the hell did Norton and Clayton get here?
Parker: OH SHI-- THE POPO!
Security rushes the scene along with Wade Mason, smirk and all, posted in front of the entrance. One by one, each individual is forced into the audience or far away from opposite sides of the ring. Norton laughs hysterically at the sight of Clayton furiously wanting to kill Darling. A heart pumping, blood flowing, riotous “T-G-DUB” chant rocks the arena!
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David: The thing of the matter is, Kirsten, I’ve been wrestling for nearly eight years now. I’ve been in countless federations, and even founded my own that ran for several years. I’ve seen these so-called ‘supergroups’ that come into a federation. They’re like a cancer - they call for total domination, they assert themselves over everybody else in an attempt to upstage the roster, and one of two things happens… either they succeed and drive all the talent from an organization, causing it to fold in the process, or they fail, but still manage to drill into the minds of the fans that everybody but them is shit, and when they leave in disgust, the brainwashed masses follow them and the federation struggles to survive. This kind of thing, it’s a lose-lose situation. Now, let me make this perfectly clear now… I respect Franchise, and I even respect AJ Adams a little bit. What I don’t respect are people like Jack Darling and his hussies trying to lay claim to MY federation.
Kirsten: Your federation? But doesn’t Wade Mason -
David: Follow me here for a moment, Kirsten. I am the TGW World Champion. Wade Mason may run things behind the curtain, sure, but who’s the public face of the company? The highest man on the totem pole, and for now and the foreseeable future, that would be me. As much as I sit there and beat people down with chairs and wheel people out on stretchers, I’ve grown quite fond of this place, and I’ll be damned if Blacklist is going to come in and destroy it. Not when I’ve finally claimed the World Championship. Not now. Not ever.
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Well, now that we've calmed down from the TGW return of Harvey Clayton and a debut of sorts for Jake Norton, we are ready to roll with the action. Last week Russell Franchise was able to pick up a pinfall victory over David Blazenwing to retain the Volitionary Title and looks to keep that going with a win over Alyson Starr.
Alyson Starr Vs. Russell Franchise
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Starr's got all the usual opportunities that come with a one on one match against a reigning champion -not to mention that Franchise is undefeated on Animosity and in one on one matches - but then again, you have to think that he got there for a reason.
The bell rings and Starr tries to get an early jump, but Franchise steps aside and starts to pummel Starr on the forehead with hard right hands. Franchise takes Starr into a corner and begins to wail away further, probably seeking a quick win, but Starr slides away from one of the blows, shoves Franchise into the corner and starts to chop away at Franchise with fury, eventually ending with a dropkick to the knees! Starr goes for a whip on Franchise, but Franchise reverses and whips Starr into the opposite corner. Franchise rushes Starr for a splash... but Starr balances and delivers a front dropkick! Franchise staggers for a moment and walks right into a DDT for his trouble, only getting a two count.
Starr attempts to go for an STF but Franchise kicks her off, rolling her leg in a leg lock, but Starr manages to get to the ropes - Franchise lets the hold go. It's a surprising technical display from an old school ground and pound kind of guy and an aerial specialist, but those kinds of surprises are what TGW is about! Franchise begins to stomp at Starr's legs and surely Starr is hurting a bit by now, she rises slowly, but Starr gets up but Franchise bounces off the ropes and takes her down with a huge clothesline! This Franchise starts to lock in another hold - but Starr elbows him and then rakes the eyes to buy herself time, drawing plenty of boos from the crowd - but when there's a job to get done...
Starr gets on the top turnbuckle and waits for Franchise to rise. He stands and turns, only to get a flipping cross body for the trouble. A smirk comes out on Starr and she drags Franchise to the corner and rams his head with the turnbuckle about three times, then drops him to the mat. Starr looks out on to the crowd, jumps onto the middle rope and blows a big kiss out to the crowd. They boo this time, but she still climbs up on the top and flies off with a swanton bomb but Franchise gets his knees up and they collide with Starr's back! She clutches her back in pain as Franchise tries to get up, the ref counts as both of them slowly get up at the same time. Starr gives Franchise a few punches and whips him across the ropes but Franchise reverses and whips Starr, only to have Starr come back and deliver a hurricarana!
Franchise gets up but Starr whips Franchise into the ropes and nails a spinning wheel kick! Starr stomps at Franchise and then attempts to go for the figure four leglock but Franchise manages to reach the ropes just as Starr grabs Franchise's leg. Franchise pulls up and Starr continues to punch in depseration... but finally Franchise shows some fire, firing back and taking control. Franchise whips Starr and takes her down with a big boot. Franchise surprises everybody and goes to the top turnbuckle, but suddenly Starr gets up and shakes the ropes, dropping him crotch first onto the turnbuckle. With him in the vulerable position, she delivers a DDT to the stunned man off the top rope! Now Starr climbs up and flies off with a frog splash! She hooks the leg and the referee counts!
1...
2..
Kickout!
And Starr is livid, shoving the referee and demanding that he count faster.
The ref holds his hands up and tells her it's been a straight up count.
And Franchise slowly rises to his feet. He sways back and forth a little bit, brushes himself off with a dramatic motion, and politely taps Starr on the shoulder. Starr turns around in surprise and goes to slap him - but Franchise catches the arm and pulls her to the middle of the ring, then throws her into the ropes, flooring her with a back elbow on the rebound.
Franchise looks around and points around the crowd while Starr's on the ground and yells out : "DO THE A-GAME STOMP" : and follows with a blitz of hard stomps to the body. With Starr still down, he rushes to the ropes and stops in front of her. The fans yell REMIX with him before he drops a thunderous elbow to the chest. Without wasting anymore time, Franchise pulls her up with the Franchise Tag and covers.
1...
2...
3...
Winner: Russell Franchise [Pinfall]
Franchise collects his TGW Volitionary Title and leaves the ring, he slaps hands with the fans at ringside and stops at the top of the stage. Franchise turns around and holds his title high in the air before leaving and heading backstage.
The fans are ready, I'm ready, I'm sure everyone at home is ready. David Blazenwing is about to defend his title for the first time against the man who didn't technically lose it, AJ Adams. Tonight's main event is next!
David Blazenwing© Vs. AJ Adams
Vs.
AJ Adams makes way to the ring first to one of the biggest pops of the night. The fans are clearly behind him as he is sporting a bandage around his head again for the second time in the matter of a few weeks. AJ stops and looks at the blue ring steps and seems puzzled and slides into the ring. He hits the ropes a few times to warm up before settling against the ropes, staring at the ramp way. David Blazenwing starts to make his way down the ring to a mixed reaction. He models the TGW Title as he walks down the ramp and he and AJ start to jaw back and forth.
Blazenwing slides into the ring under the bottom rope and pops to his feet. Adams is right up against him and tells him that the title is his. The fans are on their feet, ready for the action to start. The referee takes the belt from DB and explains the rules to the two men, then signals for the match to begin.
The champion and his challenger lock up and neither man seems to be able to overpower. Adams spins DB around and goes for a high angel back drop, but DB is able to flip himself backward and onto his feet. Adams spins around and looks for a back elbow. DB throws up a block and lands a few lefts and rights to the challenger. Adams is finally able to start to land a shot or two of his own in between the flurry of punches from Blazenwing. Blazenwing lands a hard kick to the gut of Adams and pops him up with a version of a Samoan drop. Both men are quick to their feet and Adams hits the champion with a swinging neckbreaker. Adams is to his feet a few steps ahead of DB.
Adams with a kick to the gut and spins, connecting with a spinning forearm smash. Blazenwing trips up backwards and into the corner. Adams charges and looks for a big splash, but DB moves! Adams crashes into the turnbuckle hard and grabs his head. He may have knocked his forehead against the post. He spins around and walks right into a kick to the gut. A stream of blood is coming down the face of Adams now. Blazenwing lifts Adams up and hits an underhook backbreaker. He goes for a cover.
1...
2- kick out.
Adams pops up after 2 and the fans are edging him on. DB locks back up with Adams and lands a combo of elbows and forearms before hitting the Blazecution (Diamond Cutter). More blood streaming down the face of Adams now. DB tries to lock in the ShockLock (Crossface) but Adams is able to roll out of it before he can apply it. Adams is to his feet and the two men exchange a set of lefts and rights. Blazenwing grabs Adams and tries for a suplex but Adams locks his legs. Adams spins under a punch from DB and hits a German suplex. Adams locks his hands and pulls Blazenwing to his feet and lifts him up and hits another German suplex. This time, Adams makes a bridge and goes for a pin.
1...
2..kick out!
The fans really wanted to see Adams get the win there. Adams is to his feet and a trickle of blood is running down his face. He notices it and wipes it away, pulling his bandage tight to soak up some of the wound. Blazenwing is to his feet and locks up with Adams. DB hits an uppercut to try and stun his opponent for a moment. Adams staggers backwards, allowing DB to get behind him and lock in a sleeper hold. He has it locked in tight and Adams is quick to fall to a knee. Already losing blood and now losing an airway to breathe, things aren't looking good for Adams. The referee is checking on Adams but he is showing signs of life. Adams tries to stand, getting to his feet finally.
Adams pushes backwards and rams Blazenwing into the corner, breaking the hold. He spins around and sets DB up on the top rope. He stuns the champ with a few hard shots to the side of the head. Adams follows and tries to superplex DB off. Blazenwing is able to wrap his feet around the ropes and push Adams to the mat. The fans are mixed on who the cheer for at this point as they are trying everything they can think of. As Adams stands, Blazenwing dives, looking for the Howling Thunder (Shining Wizard off the top rope) but Adams moves. Blazenwing lands hard on his knee and stumbles, Adams lifts him up and lands a suplex, looking for another. Blazenwing tries to land an elbow but Adams stops him and hits a kick to the gut, jumps up and hits a huge DDT.
Adams is to his feet and pulls DB up, but the champion is ready for him. DB locks up and is quick to land a belly to back suplex. DB pulls Adams back up and lifts him up for the Blazen Bomb, but Adams lands a hard left hand. DB drops Adams, who then hits a kick to the gut. Adams looks for the Eat It, but Blazenwing lifts Adams up and hits a sit-out spinebuster.
Both men are slow to get up but Blazenwing is just a few seconds ahead. Adams is up and doesn't seem to know where DB is. He turns around and Blazenwing looks for the Full Effect! Adams drops to a knee and ducks it! Adams charges and DB sends him up and over the top rope. Adams crashes hard on the outside and the fans are cheering for him to stand. The referee starts a 10 count just as Adams is able to stand and walks to the apron. DB waits for him to get back into the ring. Adams falls to a knee, seeming to lose energy just as he hits the side of the ring. He turns and rests his back against the ring.
Blazenwing walks over to the ropes and leans out the second set and grabs the hair of Adams. Adams swings backwards and cracks a chair across the skull of Blazenwing! The referee saw it and calls for the bell!
Winner: David Blazenwing [Via DQ]
[/right]Adams slides into the ring holding the chair and walks over to Blazenwing. The fans cheer the act of retaliation on the part of Adams, leveling the champ with his own chair. Adams asks for the TGW Title and holds it high and drops it across the chest of Blazenwing before leaving the ring. By the time that Adams is to the top of the ramp, Blazenwing is to his knees and is looking up at Adams. The two men yell back and forth at each other as we fade to black.