Post by Leonard Fox on Jul 8, 2012 22:41:11 GMT -6
DATE: 7-8-2012
LOCATION: Grand Rapids, Michigan
ARENA: Van Andel Arena
NOTES: It’s going to be a good Collision this week with some excellent matches. We got a huge tag team main event featuring the World champion and the “injured” Todd Williams taking on the Intergalactic AK47’s, but before that we’ll decide the women’s #1 contender and have a match featuring Charlie Velez and Roberto Verona, which should be an instantly classic matchup.
COMMENTATORS: Kelly Fox, Eric Hardy and Willy Carter
THEME: "Have it your Way" by Mudvayne
{Collision comes flying onto the screen after the opening video montage set to the sounds of “Have it your Way” by Mudvayne. The camera pans the crowd and their excited faces. The camera then settles in Kelly and the gang ready to call the action.}
Eric Hardy: Welcome to Collision everybody! And do we have another action packed show for you today!
Kelly Fox: Don't we always?
Eric Hardy: Yes, but that doesn't mean I shouldn't say that.
Kelly Fox: Yes, it does.
Eric Hardy: It certainly does not!
Willy Carter: I think it does.
Kelly Fox: Thank you, Willy.
Eric Hardy: Bleh... Okay well our first match will be...
{Suddenly the lights in the arena go dim and the NCW-TRON lights up to some kind of strange countdown.}
36.……….
{Beep.}
11.………………
{Beep.}
…….124.……..
{Beep.}
…………&………
{Beep.}
……….Triangle….
{Beep.}
{Then the image fades away and the lights come back on. And we cut back to ring side.}
Kelly Fox: What the hell was that?
Eric Hardy: I’m not entirely sure.
Willy Carter: Is it just me, or did none of that make any sense.
Eric Hardy: For once I agree with you Willy…..well lets get on with the show… And forget.. that..
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MATCH ONE
SINGLES MATCH
Ken Davison vs. Joe Everyman
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{Live To Rise by Soundgarden starts blasting over the PA system. Pyros are going off on the stage all over the place. Joe Everyman then comes out onto the stage. Joe walks down the ramp while holding their arms up towards the crowd, who has a mixed but mostly face reaction. Joe then comes to the end of the ramp and does a standing jump onto the apron. Joe then climbs into the ring through the ropes and looks around in the crowd and hold up his arm. Then loud blue pyros shoot from the ring posts. Joe then stands and waits.}
Eric Hardy: Think this will be the week Everyman turns it all around?
Kelly Fox: Don't you know better than to ask that now?
Willy Carter: Clearly not.
{The lights go down as “God's Gonna Cut You Down” by Johnny Cash fills the room. With each clap in the song, the lights come up and disappear. The spotlight focuses on the entrance way as a man underneath a hooded trench coat walks out with his hands folded in front him. He walks down to the ring, entirely focused on the task at hand. Davison slides into the center of the ring and shrugs his jacket off his then extends his arms as a laser circles the arena. It centers on Davison's forehead before the sound of a gunshot cuts off the music. The lights come up, with Davison still standing in the middle of the ring.}
Eric Hardy: Despite beating man after man being put down in front of him, Davison is still sort of under the radar.
Kelly Fox: I don't expect that will stay that way for long.
{Everyman tries to lock up, but Davison simply cuts him off with a right hand to the jaw. Joe recovers, swinging his own right hand, but Davison ducks under it, stepping behind and grabbing the off balance Everyman with a neckbreaker. Everyman rolls away instinctively, holding his neck but Davison is on him nailing a short running dropkick. Everyman scuttles away to the corner, using the turnbuckle to pull himself to his feet. Davison backs away, and sizes him up, ready for the charge.}
Eric Hardy: I'd say something about Davison being unneccessarily brutal tonight.. but Everyman has an uncanny ability to piss people off with his words.
Kelly Fox: Words? He can irritate you by just being in the room.
Willy Carter: Maybe it's a strategy.. throw people off.. it's worked before.
{Davison charges in, but Joe gets the boots up. Davison stumbles away, and Joe comes darting out of the corner, nailing a running bulldog. Joe is off the ropes, coming back with a full head of steam and leaping high for a double knee drop onto Kens exposed back. Joe hits the ropes again for second knee, but Davison pops to his feet. Joe ducks under the clothesline, then stops short to grab Davison from behind for a German suplex. Joe holds on, pulling Davison to his feet with him, but instead of a second German, he slams Ken down with a side russian leg sweep.}
Eric Hardy: Looks like it's working to me.
Kelly Fox: So far. But if he lets up for a second, Davison will eat him alive.
Willy Carter: I don't think the "Godly" name was self appointed.
{Everyman backs away as Davison gets to his feet. Joe charges in for a devastating spear, but Davison steps close and throws him over with a standard hip toss. Joe sits up, and Davison hammers a kick to the back, then snaps off a roundhouse to the face. Davison leaps over the ropes to the apron, then turns and springboards back into the ring, nailing a diving senton on the fallen Joe Everyman. Davison hooks the leg for the cover. 1......2.... Kickout at 2.}
Eric Hardy: Almost had it there.
Kelly Fox: Everyman is a tougher boy than most people, except me, give him credit for.
Willy Carter: At least you admit that..
Kelly Fox: It wasn't easy, that I'll tell you.
{Davison heads to the corner, and climbs it, ready to lay down some double foot stomp action, a move that would drive Everyman chest first into the canvas. Everyman slowly gets his feet under him, and Davison leaps, but Everyman catches him in the air and plants him down in the ring with a leviathan spinebuster! Everyman lifts Davison up halfway then snapmares him over, hitting the ropes with a full speed charge and coming back for a pump kick straight to the skull. Davison stays sitting for a few seconds, then falls back to the mat in a heap. Everyman drops down for the cover. 1.....2....Kickout at 2.}
Eric Hardy: Kicks to the head are always dangerous, and when you get a running start like that, it's worse. Whether it dazes you for the 3 or knocks you out, it doesn't matter the result is the same.
Kelly Fox: The result should have been a win. But Davison is a tough guy who can take more punishment than most.
Willy Carter: Almost inhumanly so.
{Everyman looks to the turnbuckle, and points at it. He heads for it after the huge pop from the crowd, and slowly climbs it. He leaps off for a swanton bomb, but Davison pops up and Joe catches nothing but canvas! Everyman gets his feet under him, turning right into the Trifecta combo of kicks, the last one blasting Joe right across the side of the face. Joe crumples down to the mat. Davison reaches over for the pin. 1.....2... Kickout at 2!}
Eric Hardy: Holy crap! Joe showing he can take some punishment of his own..
Kelly Fox: Of course, he's got nothing in his head to damage.. so a kick to the head doesn't do much.
Willy Carter: Ouch...
{Davison stands up, grabbing Joe and picking him up to his feet. But Everyman fights out, nailing a few elbows to the gut, breaking the grip. Everyman grabs Ken's head, ready to lay down some Twist of Fate. He twists around, and Ken shoves him off. Joe turns back, right into the Iron Claw/Stomach Claw combo!}
Eric Hardy: Those claws are locked in, talk about severe pain shooting through your body..
Kelly Fox: Now it's the time to dig deep, and fight your way out of it..
{Joe fights, trying to lash his fists, but Davison grips tighter, and the blinding pain stops any attempt at resistance, and after a tortorous few minutes, Everyman is forced to tap out.}
Eric Hardy: Well, Davison proved yet again that he's a force to be reckoned with, even if people still write him off.
Kelly Fox: Set them up, and he knocks them down. How far can he go?
Eric Hardy: A guy that talented? The sky is the limit.. We'll be right back.
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Kelly Fox: I have a feeling that before the night is through something epic is going to happen.
Willy Carter: I'm agreeing with Kelly "She a DAMN Fine" Fox on this one.
Kelly Fox: That's mighty nice of you, Willy. Don't do it again.
Eric Hardy: It's hard not to, Willy. The night moves right along as Reckless One takes on a "GOOD" Daye.
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MATCH TWO
SINGLES MATCH
Brad Kane vs. Simon Daye
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{"Dead in the Water", by Ten Years hits the speakers as Simon slowly appears on stage from behind the curtain. The Tag Title hangs off his shoulder as he raises his arms into the air, riling up the crowd as he heads down the ramp. High fives are given and baby's foreheads are kissed as Simon's mullet majestically flows behind him. Daye then heads up the ramp, stepping through the ropes, entering the ring with his belt proudly held into the air.}
Eric Hardy: Simon Daye, a quarter of the tag team champions... If that makes sense.
Willy Carter: It don't. Last week, Simon put it down for him and Gib by "Daye Breaking" Spike into the mat. And if you notice, Spike ain't here tonight.
Kelly Knite: This tag team title situation is starting to breakdown between the teams involved. Last night Gib clocked Falcon so I think it's time we settled this situation once and for all.
Willy Carter: You about to make an announcement?
Kelly Knite: Yes... Later on tonight.
{The house lights go out in the arena as the opening of "This Is Confrontation" by Killswitch Engage flares up. Strobe lights begin to go insane when the vocals blare out of the sound system as Brad Kane appears in the entry way with the Reckless Jack mask on with Nina Watts right at his side. The crowd is thrilled seeing him as Brad inhales before he makes his way down the ring. A few hands get slapped away as once Brad is at ringside, he hops up on the ring apron. The lights are back to normal as they enter the ring as he heads to the nearest turnbuckle and goes up to the middle buckle. Some take pictures as he steps down, inhaling once more as he does the same thing on the other side of the ring before yanking off his mask. He then backs into the corner as he then waits for the match to begin as his entrance song fades off.}
Willy Carter: Brad Kane has not been in a happy mood lately. This thing with Sense has him seeing red and Simon might be able to take advantage of he pay attention.
Kelly Knite: That's an understatement. I'm surprised he made it out to the ring at all for this match instead of looking for a little payback on Lex. Especially after what he did to Nina last week.
Eric Hardy: He might just be biding his time. After all, Brad must know that Sense is due out next after this match.
Kelly Knite: Good point.
{Brad and Simon both step up to the plate and lock up as the ref calls for the bell. Kane and Daye fight for the advantage but Brad is the one that gets it when a well placed knee to the gut keels Simon over, allowing Brad to lock in a Guillotine Choke! Brad tightens the grip, painfully squeezing Simon's neck and shoulder area but the former commentator fights back by pushing Brad back, spearing him into the turnbuckles! Brad is forced off and Simon nails a stiff chest chop, followed by another and then another! On the fourth, though, Brad gouges out the eye and then reverses positions with Daye so that he could take a turn to deliver stiff chest chops to the chest! After about five, Brad steps away, allowing Simon to stumble out, holding a welted up chest, only to be kicked in the back of the head with an enziguri! Simon falls flat on his face as Brad steps out unto the apron.}
Eric Hardy: That exchange ends in Brad's favor. Brad looks determined out there.
Kelly Knite: Yeah, but so does Simon. Anything can still happen in this match.
Willy Carter: Like Sense coming out?... Or maybe even Spike?
Kelly Knite: I hope not.
{Simon gets on his knees, holding the back of his head and Brad looks to take advantage as he comes up from behind and goes for the "Killshot" straight kick to the side of the head but Simon rolls out of the way, avoiding the blow! Brad spins through after missing and Simon scoops him into the Schoolboy pin and 1... BRAD EASILY KICKSOUT! Brad gets back to his feet as Simon does the same and they meet up in the middle of the ring in a Shoulder to Elbow Lockup. Both men are vying for the advantage but this time Simon is the one that gets it by wrenching Brad's arm into an Arm Wrench but that's shortlived as Brad digs a forearm into Simon's face! Simon backpedals, holding his eye as Brad runs him over with a rushing back elbow! Simon gets right back up after the hit only to be dropped once again with a clothesline! Simon hurries to his feet, slower than before, and once standing eats a running Yakuza kick! Simon backpedals into the corner where a corner clothesline drops him into a sitdown against the ropes! Brad then gets some distance between him and Simon before rushing in and drilling a corner shining wizard into the face! Simon slumps over and Brad pulls him out of the corner into the middle of the ring and 1... 2... SIMON GETS THE SHOULDER UP!}
Eric Hardy: A series of physical attacks almost puts Simon out for the three.
Kelly Knite: Simon's gotten a lot tougher since teaming with Gib and almost wasn't good enough.
Willy Carter: Simon getting burnt by the fire in Brad's eyes right now, though.
{Brad gets to his feet, bringing Simon up with him. Brad goes to whip Simon into the ropes but Simon is able to counter with a whip of his own, catching Brad on the rebound with a dropkick to the face! Brad drops but doesn't stay down for long as he looks to stand but a running knee to the face sends him right back on his back! Brad once again begins rolling to his feet but as he's standing, Simon bounces off the ropes and catches Brad with a Running Spinning Neckbreaker! Kane is down but not for the count as Simon hooks a leg but Brad kicks out before the count of one! Simon brings Brad with him as he stands, pitching Kane into the corner where Simon follows up with a rushing back elbow to the face! Simon then hits a chest chop for good measure before mustering up the strength to lift Brad into a sit down on top of the turnbuckles.}
Kelly Knite: I don't know what Simon is going for here but he may want to reconsider.
Eric Hardy: Daye is looking like he may want to hit that Superplex of his but I don't think Brad is nearly as tired as Simon thinks he is.
Willy Carter: Dude, if Simon hits this I'll down a whole bottle of tabasco sauce. No way he hitting it.
Kelly Knite: Challenge accepted.
{Brad sends some punches at Simon but Daye manages to block one and then hits an uppercut to keep Brad dazed. Simon then ascends the ropes, standing before Brad as he takes him by the head and arm. Simon tries to lift but Brad hangs on to the top rope. Simon goes again but once again Brad holds on this time sending some body shots Simon's way. Simon lets go of Brad to battle back but a few more punches to gut cause Simon to stand there out of breath and Brad ends up shoving him off the third rope!}
Willy Carter: Told ya'll he wasn't hitting it.
{Brad looks like he may go high risk but Simon surprises everyone by hurrying to his feet and then hitting a high kick that ends up connecting with Brad's head! Brad sits right back down on the turnbuckles as Simon begins climbing.}
Willy Carter: No, no, no, no, no...
{Simon then takes Brad by the head and arm and Suplexes him off the top rope with "The "GOOD" Suplex"(Superplex)! Both men crash on the mat as the crowd goes wild.}
Kelly Knite: Looks like somebody is drinking tabasco tonight.
Willy Carter: I wasn't being serious.
Kelly Knite: But I was.
{Simon takes his time as he crawls over and drapes an arm over Brad and 1... 2... BRAD SHOOTS THE SHOULDER UP! Simon looks shocked as he glares at the ref.}
Eric Hardy: Simon wasn't the only one that thought he had it.
Kelly Knite: Brad is tough. Simon is going to have to do a lot more than that to finish him.
Willy Carter: I bet....
Kelly Knite: Yes, Willy?
Willy Carter: Nevermind. I'm done betting.
{Simon argues with the ref but remains focused on Brad as he gets to his feet and rains down some boots on a prone Brad. This proves to be a mistake though as Brad manages to catch a boot while simultaneously spinning through with his body to kick Simon's legs from under him! Brad then floats over Simon and appears to be trying to lock in "The Last Serenade" but Simon wisely scratches and claws his way to the ropes, avoiding the submission. Brad gets to his feet as Simon uses the ropes to stand. Brad allows Simon to get back to a standing position before walking over and kicking the legs from under him again! Brad then stomps out Simon before the ref interjects and pushes Brad back, seeing that Simon was under the ropes. Bard argues with the ref as Simon uses the ropes to stand on the apron, measuring Brad. Brad pushes the ref out of the way and then Simon springboards into the ring with a flying crossbody and ends up being clobbered by a vicious "BK Backfist"! Simon is swatted out of mid air as Brad hurries for the cover and 1... 2... 3!}
Kelly Knite: That was one vicious spinning backfist! Brad Kane pulls through tonight.
Eric Hardy: I think this feud with Sense is motivating Brad to be just a little better.
Willy Carter: Simon impressed me tonight but Brad's momentum continues to grow going into Picture Perfect.
{"This is Confrontation" hits the speakers as Brad rises to his feet with an arm held high. Simon rolls out of the ring, snatching his belt and heading backstage, a bit disappointed as Brad celebrates in the ring.}
Kelly Knite: Well, if you'll excuse me guys, I have to head backstage to find a tabasco bottle for Willy.
Willy Carter: I hate losing belts.
Eric Hardy: We'll be right back folks.
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MATCH FOUR
SINGLES MATCH
Lex Sense vs.Mike Laszlo
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{The cameras cut back to ringside where we find Brad Kane is still in the ring, pacing back and forth and looking for a fight.}
Eric Hardy: Welcome back folks and if you're just joining us then you missed everything! Just kidding. Brad has remained in the ring long after his match and we all know why.
Willy Carter: Big Lex Sense is scheduled to make an appearance and business is about to pick up.
{Brad continues to pace, waiting. As soon as "Inflikted", by Cavalera Conspiracy hits the speakers, Brad stops pacing and just death stares up the ramp. The crowd goes wild the moment Sense comes running out from behind the curtain, rushing the ring with mad haste. Sense looks like he's ready to go in for the fight of a lifetime when he hits the brakes! Just before sliding into the ring, Sense stops himself and slowly steps away, smiling and shaking his head no as the crowd collectively boos.}
Willy Carter: Sense playing them mind games right now and Brad ain't a happy camper.
Eric Hardy: It's perfectly understandable. Brad wants to get his hands on Sense and at every turn, Lex has done anything in his power to deny him.
{Brad looks like he's about to step out of the ring but Sense holds up the palm of his hand, motioning him to wait. With the other hand, Sense begins waving something in from backstage. The crowd's boos turn angry as a sea of personal bodyguards floods the ring. Brad begins punching anything that moves in the ring as Sense stands back and enjoys the show. Brad is kicking, punching, flat out dominating bodyguards but eventually the numbers game catches up and he's taken down.}
Lex Sense: Remove him! I've got a match.
{The bodyguards do as ordered and carry Brad out of the ring who's fighting the entire way but eventually disappears backstage. Lex holds his arms up as the crowd boos and throws trash into the ring. "Inflikted" comes back on as Sense pulls himself unto the apron and enters the ring, raising a mighty paw with a roar as the crowd roars back.}
Eric Hardy: Looks like Lex Sense plans on wrestling Mike here tonight but avoiding Brad at all costs.
Willy Carter: Mike has been running his mouth and I think Lex is about to make him pay for that.
{"Greed" by Godsmack hits the sound system as Mike Laszlo walks out onto the stage to a mixed reaction. Surveying the crowd a smirk comes over his face as he heads for the ring with a slow confident walk, ignoring the fans along the isle who want to slap his hand. Mike slides into the ring under the bottom rope before posing for the crowd who give him a mixed reaction. Backing into the corner he clasps his hands and loosens his wrists waiting for the start of the match.}
Willy Carter: Mike Laszlo ain't no joke. The dude has been running roughshod over an entire division and he's looking to add Sense's name to his accomplishments.
Eric Hardy: He's already beaten Sense.
Willy Carter: That don't count. He wants that 1, 2, 3.
Eric Hardy: I think he would beg to differ. The X Champion is one hell of a competitor either way and this should be a good one.
{The bell rings and Mike goes on the defense as Sense walks right up to Mike and swings wildly. Mike ducks under it and then kicks at Sense's kneecaps. He kicks him about three times until Lex facepalms Laszlo away and then clobbers him with a rushing double axe handle! Mike falls hard and Sense disrespectfully places a boot on his chest and flexes and 1... MIKE SLAPS THE FOOT AWAY! The crowd breaks out into a booing frenzy as some "Mike Laszlo" chants breakout.}
Eric Hardy: Looks like the crowd wants to see Sense get his. Nobody likes a man willing to lay hands on a woman just for fun.
Willy Carter: I beg to differ. Sense the man and if you mess with him, best get your loved ones out the way.
Kelly Fox: Guess whose back boys?
Willy Carter: Ah hell nah!
Kelly Fox: And I brought you a gift. *hands Willy Tabasco Sauce* Drink up, buttercup.
{Mike gets to a knee, checking his lip for blood as Sense hangs back, leaning against the ropes with a smirk. Mike gets to his feet and rushes Sense, nailing him with some forearms to the face. However, Lex pushes through the assault and headbutts Mike! Laszlo backpedals, holding his eye as Sense nails a stiff European uppercut! Mike backpedals into the corner where he is squashed by a massive corner body splash! Sense steps back, allowing Mike to stagger out where he is kicked in the stomach and then Powerbombed into the turnbuckles! Mike crashes hard and finds himself sitting against the bottom rope.}
Kelly Fox: CHUG! CHUG! CHUG!
Willy Carter: Oh GOD! IT BURNS!!
Eric Hardy: Well while you two are settling bets, Laszlo is being pummeled. I don't think Mike knew what he was walking into.
Kelly Fox: Mike is a hardened in-ring veteran. The man is aware of his surroundings and he's not champion for nothing. He'll get back in this, I'm sure. See Eric! I always pay attention.
Willy Carter: WATER!
{Mike has the pleasure of being choked out by Sense's boot. Still sitting against the bottom turnbuckle, Mike tries fighting back by punching Lex's knee but it does little to nothing. Sense reaches down, wrapping his meaty paws around Mike's throat and bringing him to his feet before Choke Tossing him across the ring! Mike is in a bad way but the man pushes through the pain to get to a knee and then push himself to his feet where Sense goes for the big boot and misses! Mike ducks under and then comes up from behind, grappling Sense's midsection and then sending him crashing on the back his neck with a German Suplex! Both Mike and Sense are down for about a second before Mike rolls to his feet to run in a knee into the side of Sense's head as he was standing!}
Kelly Fox: Told you Mike was coming back. Laszlo never stays down for long.
Willy Carter: All Lex needs is for him to stay down for the count of three.
Eric Hardy: Easier said than done.
{Mike brings Lex back to his feet and Irish Whips him into the ring, following close behind with a corner clothesline! Mike then takes Sense again and whips him across the ring, following close behind once again only this time with a huge corner body splash! Mike then steps away and allows Sense to stumble out. Sense is out on his feet as Mike musters up the strength and lifts him into a Fireman's Carry and then launches him with the "Pain and Suffering"(F-5)! Mike is a bit winded after lifting the dead weight but he tries to finish it off with the Last Chauncery unfortunately Sense is wise and rolls out of the ring.}
Willy Carter: Mike is taking it to Lex right now. I don't think Sense expected this.
Kelly Knite: Sense is no fool but he may have underestimated Mike.
Eric Hardy: The match is not over and Sense looks like he's had enough.
{Lex looks like he might be leaving the arena but Mike is not going to let that happen as he slides out of the ring and looks to clothesline Sense from behind but Lex quickly turns around and wraps Mike around into "The Prediction"(Black Hole Slam) on the outside! Laszlo is slammed against the floor as Sense smirks into a booing crowd.}
Kelly Knite: Told you he wasn't a fool. He baited Mike in and he fell for it.
Eric Hardy: Lex is a player of mind games and Mike learned that the hard way.
Willy Carter: He still needs to end this and that ain't happening on the outside.
{The ref's count has begun as Sense picks up Mike and then pitches him into the steel guardrail! Lex then saunters back to the ring and slides in, allowing the ref to finish off his count. 4... 5.... 6.... 7... Mike gets to his feet... 9... And runs down the rest of the way and slides in right before the 10! Sense pushes the ref aside and drops a huge elbow drop on Mike but Lazslo rolls out of the way and Sense's elbow crashes into the mat! Mike then hurries to his feet, albeit really slow after taking that "Prediction" on the outside but he stands and then quickly rushes into Sense's personal space, wrapping his arm around his neck and bringing Lex down to the mat with a Diamond Cutter! Mike then keeps a hold of the head as he transitions it into the Last Chauncery!}
Kelly Knite: Mike is impressive. Last time these two faced off he did well against Lex and now might be doing better.
Willy Carter: I'm amazed he's still standing after eating that Prediction on the outside. The dude is tough.
Eric Hardy: Yeah, but so is Lex.
{Sense is groaning in pain but the man is just too big to be held down by this particular move. Lex immediately crawls to the ropes, which weren't far away to begin with, and grabs the bottom one. The ref counts to four before Mike lets go, arguing with the ref the whole way. Mike reverts his attention back to Sense, who has gotten on all fours and has begun crawling away from Mike.}
Eric Hardy: Sense looks a little confused. Maybe this feud with Brad is beginning to take its toll.
Kelly Knite: Or maybe Mike is just as good as he thinks he is.
Willy Carter: Maybe a little of column A and column B.
{Mike is lying in wait, waiting for Sense to get himself in position. Lex gets his feet under him but is still keeled over and Mike looks for the kill as he goes for the Sunset Flip Cutter!... Unfortunately, the "Down Payment" just wasn't enough as Sense holds Mike in mid air before tossing him aside! Mike crashes against the mat as Sense hits the ropes, bouncing back and catching Laszlo with a powerful "Back to the Future"(Clothesline from Hell from Behind) as he was standing! Mike rolls forward and is sprawled out on the floor as Sense hooks a leg and 1... 2... 3!}
Kelly Knite: Holy crap! That Back to the Future sent Mike into a present mini-coma. Mike loses but not for lack of trying.
Willy Carter: Big Lex Sense is building momentum just as good as Brad is. Probably better.
Eric Hardy: It wasn't an easy victory but Lex proves just why he is one dominant S. O. B. I guess his personal bodyguards proved to work as Brad was unable to get his hands on him tonight. Well, there's always next week.
{"Inflikted" hits the speakers as Sense rises to his feet, looking a little weary. Mike holds the back of his head as he lays there while the ref checks on him. Sense raises his arms into the air and then steps out of the ring, the crowd booing heavily when Brad's theme song kicks in!}
Eric Hardy: Looks like Brad managed to get away from the ones holding him back.
Kelly Knite: Looks like.
{Sense paces back and forth as if expecting Brad but after a few seconds, he points to the crowd and laughs. The crowd begins cheering as the music dies down while Sense laughs hysterically.}
Willy Carter: He fooled all of ya'll.
Kelly Knite: Whatever. This guy is beginning to really work the crowd.
Eric Hardy: It's what he's good at.
{"Inflikted" comes back on as Sense exits the arena full of hatred.}
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{We come back from commercial break and we head backstage where Simon is seen holding an ice pack to his chin and walking with Gib.}
Gib: I saw you out there, numbnuts. You messed up good.
Simon Daye: He caught me with that stupid spinning backfist.
Gib: Don't you have one of those too?
Simon Daye: That's not the point.
Gib: Look here, boy, you gotta go in balls deep and drill yourself a little...
{Suddenly, Team America is confronted by The Forgotten. Spike and Falcon get all up on America's grill like a bunch of beef patties on Fourth of July.}
Gib: Something we could do for you boys?
Falcon: So you're going to completely disregard what happened last night?
Gib: What happened?.... Oh, you mean when I laid to waste a couple of pansies.
Falcon: No, when you clocked me.
Gib: You were a part of the pansies I mentioned. That's what me and Simon do, right Spike?
Spike Kane: Very funny. Maybe we lay to waste a couple of assholes right now.
Simon Daye: Strong words coming from the non-champs.
Falcon: Those belts belong to us about as much as they belong to you.
Simon Daye: So does this ballsack.
{All four men get in each other's faces and things are building up to a boil when the owner walks in between all four men, holding a bottle of tabasco sauce.}
Kelly Knite: All right, all right. Two teams can't be Tag Team Champions so I'm making a ruling. At Picture Perfect, there can be only one... Set of Tag Team Champs. Now if you ladies will excuse me, I have this bottle of tabasco to deliver.
{Kelly walks away leaving all four men staring at each other when once again they are interrupted, this time by Cabeza del Queso.}
El Nacho Loco: If there can be only one-o... Set of Tag Team champions-o, then they shall be us, Cabeza del Queso for we are the "Muy Better" Tag Team Champions-o.
Dinero Loco: Si.
{Team America and The Forgotten look at each other and then look at these dudes in masks with W. T. F. stares when Ebony & Ivory suddenly appear, pushing everyone out of the way.}
Jason Ebony: No way, Joses. We are the "Tribal" Tag Team Champions and the only ones that matter.
Tafari Ivory: Maybe we should reconsider thi....
{Before Tafari can finish his statement, El Nacho Loco and Dinero Suave attack them. The four remnants of The International Invitational swing for the fences as Team America and The Forgotten look on at these delusional fools. The brawl looks more like a cat fight until El Nacho Loco and Dinero Suave pull away and stand next to Team America.}
El Nacho Loco: That's it! Next week, The "Muy Better" Tag team Champions-o and the other Tag Team Champions-o, Team America, will destroy you.
Simon Daye: What?
{Ebony & Ivory then stand next to The Forgotten.}
Jason Ebony: Not if the "Tribal" Tag Team Champions and the real other Tag Team Champions, The Forgotten, have anything to say about it.
Falcon: Come again?
El Nacho Loco: It is settled, next week we go to war-o.
Gib: Huh?
Jason Ebony: Agreed.
Spike Kane: ?
{Cabeza del Queso and Ebony & Ivory then begin fighting one another again, disappearing out of the camera's view as Gib, Simon, Falcon and Spike look on in confusion.}
Gib: What in the hell just happened?
Spike Kane: I don't know.
{Cameras cut back to ringside.}
Eric Hardy: Welcome back fans, as you can see inside the ring is NCW owner Kelly Fox, she has a huge announcement here tonight.
Willy Carter: Yes the announcement where she is going to try and screw Ricky Johnson at all costs... that announcement.
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SEGMENT
TRENT HELMS/KELLY FOX
“Contract Signing”
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[color=red}[/color]{We come back from the commercial break to see Kelly Fox standing beside a table in the middle of the ring with a microphone in her hand.}[/color]
Kelly Fox: I know this is a moment you have all been waiting for... The moment where it becomes official... Trent Helms... would you please join me here in the ring?
[color=red}[/color]{The fans begin to cheer for the perennial fan favorite Trent Helms as Tom Sawyer by Mindless Self Indulgence begins to play. Trent along with Ashlie begin walking to the ring as Kelly smile at the sight of him walking in. He slides into the ring, helps Ashlie in and the three people stand next to the table.}[/color]
Kelly Fox: It’s my pleasure to announce that, this ugly situation involving the contract of Trent Helms has finally been settled. Mr. Helms is going to be a part of NCW for a very long time to come... isn’t that right?
Trent Helms: As long as the conditions are met...
Kelly Fox: They are Trent, you can check it over, I can’t promise you that you’ll be Hall of Fame bound any time soon, but everything else is there. All you have to do now is sign this and then make sure Ricky Johnson doesn’t walk out of here with my belt.
[color=red}[/color]{Trent Helms looks down at the piece of paper on the table.}[/color]
Trent Helms: So that is all this is about huh? You just need somebody to do your dirty work for you?
Kelly Fox: You’re getting a huge contract that will leave you wealthy for a very long time, and a World title shot, that’s all you need to be concerned about, now sign the paper.
Trent Helms: Ok...
[color=red}[/color]{Helms flips through a few of the pages of the contract, glancing over them, before he finally gets to the final page and grabs the pin laying on the table. He nods his head and quickly signs the paper and the fans cheer.... however they begin to cheer louder when suddenly “Defy You” by The Offspring begins to play. The fans go to their feet as Ricky Johnson with the world title makes his way down the ramp and into the ring.}[/color]
Eric Hardy: The champ is here Willy,
Willy Carter: Lets see what he has to say about this whole situation here.
[color=red}[/color]{Ricky Johnson smiles as he brings the microphone to his lips, he looks at Kelly, then Helms and nods.}[/color]
Ricky Johson: SO you’re going to go through with this huh Helms? That desperate to put your name back in relevance that you’re literally going to sign a literal deal with the devil? Now you’re her personal lacky?
Trent Helms: It’s not like that Johnson.
Ricky Johson: Really? Because from where I’m standing, all I see is somebody who just sold out.
Trent Helms: **goes to speak but is interupted**
Ricky Johson: no. You don’t have to say anything, because none of it matters. I can see with my own two eyes what you did here and I just want you to know one thing... if this is what you want, then fine... but if this is what SHE wants, then you sir don’t deserve this belt... and I’ll do everything in my power to make sure you don’t attain this before I go. So, I guess that’s really all up to you.
Kelly Fox: You will not leave this company with my belt...
Ricky Johson: We’ll see about that...
{Ricky Johnson smiles as Kelly, whose face is growing redder byt he second glares at him as he exits the ring and heads towards the back. She turns and Looks at Helms, before she heads to ringside and readies herself for the next match.}
Willy Carter: That sure didn’t go as planned.
Kelly Fox: Shut up, Willy... we got a ridiculous match to get to.
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MATCH THREE
LINGERIE PILLOW FIGHT
Alysson Gardner vs. Megan Sanderson
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[color=red}[/color]{The opening of "Milkshake" by Kelis begins to blare through the arena as out steps Megan Sanderson, wearing a laced bra and panties under a not so well tied robe. A scowl is on her face before she walks down to the ring, slapping away every hand that she possibly can.}[/color]
Amber Ashe: The following contest is a Lingerie Pillow Brawl! Introducing first, from Boston, Massachussets... MEGAN SANDERSON!
Willy Carter: NCW's first ever Lingerie Pillow Brawl, I'm so glad I'm here to call this one.
Steve Awesome: Yeah, aren't you glad I'm the new manager?
Willy Carter: Yeah! If you can make more of these, this Starlets thing could get INTERESTING! I mean, look at all those boobage!
Kelly Fox: ... is that what you care about when it comes to Starlets?
Willy Carter: Well, no, but it's impossible not to notice, it's all there in our faces.
[color=red}[/color]{Once at ringside Megan walks around ringside still slapping hands of the fans to a terrible amount of boos. After walking around she hops up onto the ring apron, nodding her head to the music before going into the ring. Megan goes to the nearest turnbuckle and jumps to the second buckle as everyone is calling her every name in the book. She hops down and backs into said corner.}[/color]
[color=red}[/color]{The arena is engulfed in a purple soft light and the first chords for "The Pretender" hit the PA, as images of Alysson in action are shown in slow-motion in the titantron. When the drums kick in, the tron starts flashing slices of action in an incredible speed. Alysson shows atop the entrance ramp, not on her motorcycle but on a surprisingly sexy purple corset. As the crowd cheers and boos her at the same time, she walks down the ramp, still angry.}[/color]
Amber Ashe: And her opponent, from Paris, France... She is the Starlets' Champion, ALYSSON GARDNER!
Willy Carter: You should of made this for the championship! I bet Gardner would give her life in this match!
Steve Awesome: I'll pen that one down, my fair brother, thanks for your opinion.
Eric Hardy: This will only make Aly Gardner more and more pissed off...
Steve Awesome: Exactly! Wouldn't that be great?
[color=red}[/color]{As Alysson reaches the ring, she rolls into the square, and Megan removes her robe, showing off her amazing body to the crowd. The two of them face off - now making it obvious to everybody that both busty opponents definitely stand out for their cup size, as both women's breasts are almost jumping out of their bras.}[/color]
Willy Carter: That referee has got to be one lucky SOB.
Steve Awesome: It was supposed to be me, but I only got one good hand.
Kelly Fox: ... ugh, you guys are disgusting me.
[color=red}[/color]{As soon as the bells ring, Megan charges into Alysson, but the redhead grabs the brunette by the back of the head and dumps her onto the bed in the center of the ring. As Alysson shakes her head, Megan grabs one of the pillows that rest on the bed and tosses it into her opponent with all of her strength. The pillow merely bounces off Alysson’s head, who looks back angrily and grabs the same pillow, swinging it down full force on Megan. She keeps the routine by hitting Megan with the pillow repeatedly. After a little while, she stops, giving Megan enough time to shake her head... And that's when Alysson spears herself into Megan again with the pillow, bringing her down again. Now on top of the octo-mom, Alysson keeps hammering the pillow down into Megan's face, until it tears open and starts launching feathers all around.}[/color]
Kelly Fox: Feathers are flying all around... Literally!
Eric Hardy: Alysson is giving it to Megan with that pillow, that's a lot of pent up violence!
Willy Carter: Too much plumage, can't see boobs.
Steve Awesome: We need stronger pillows for next time.
Kelly Fox: Like there'll be a next time!
Steve Awesome: Why not?
[color=red}[/color]{When Alysson's pillow is pretty much wasted, the redhead groans and throws it away - this split-second distraction is enough for Megan to grab hold of the stuffed monkey at her side. Jabbing it forward, she thrusts it into Alysson’s face, causing her opponent to roll off the bed on to her back. As Alysson gets back to her feet, Megan rolls off on to the canvas and runs up to the redhead, swinging the stuffed animal at her. One of the monkey’s arms go straight into Alysson's face, and the Goddess of Xtreme goes to her knees hodling her face, as apparently, she was hit on the eye. Dropping the stuffed animal, Megan makes her way towards the left turnbuckle and slowly climbs, waiting as Alysson now makes her way back to the bed, sitting on the edge holding her face. The Red gives no resistance as Megan dives off in a splash. Both bodies bounce up off the bed, but Alysson uses her leg strength to monkey flip Megan backwards onto the mat. Megan crashes on the outside holding her back, as Alysson shakes her head.}[/color]
Steve Awesome: Well, who'd-a thunk, Alysson's got some power on those legs.
Willy Carter: Strong and well drawn legs, just how I like them.
Eric Hardy: And I bet the fans in this arena agree with you guys.
[color=red}[/color]{Picking up one of the pillows, Alysson slides off the bed and stands behind her Megan. As Megan slowly gets to her feet, Alysson swings the pillow with all her might, but Megan ducks and kicks her in the gut. Alysson drops the pillow to the mat and Megan runs behind her, putting her in a straight-jacket, connecting the MS Driver right on to the cushion! Megan hooks the leg, giving delighting fans an excellent view of Alysson’s underwear!}[/color]
Willy Carter: Woo, papa!
ONE!
TWO!
Alysson kicks out.
Jumping to her feet, Megan grabs Alysson by both legs and rolls over into a bridge pin.
Willy Carter: WHOOOO, DADDY! Turn this way, girl!
Steve Awesome: I'm a freaking genius.
ONE!
TWO!
[color=red}[/color]{Alysson kicks out again.}[/color]
Kelly Fox: two pins, and it's still not enough to put Aly down.
Eric Hardy: Not like pillows are doing any damage to the Goddess of Extreme anyway.
Willy Carter: I still wish I had a swing like that in my backyard.
[color=red}[/color]{Alysson pulls herself to her two feet, shocked that Megan has the advantage. With a smirk, Megan grabs her opponent by the hair and pushes her back on to the bed once more. Grabbing a heart-shaped pillow, she places it under Alysson’s head. Taking another in her hands, Megan hits the pillow right into Aly's face, bashing Alysson’s head in with the cushion. After about ten or so blows, Alysson shoves Megan away and slips out from between the pillows, falling to the mat. Megan then stalks Aly, and then pulls her opponent to her feet, tossing her into the ropes. She goes for a hurricanrana, but Alysson ducks and slides under Megan, getting up in a bolt and hitting the ropes at the other side of the other side of the ring. As Megan turns around, she falls victim of a Crimson Spear! After that, Alysson pins Megan to get the match over with.}[/color]
Kelly Fox: CRIMSON SPEAR! Please end this crap!
Willy: KICK OUT, MEGAN!
ONE!
TWO!
[color=red}[/color]{Megan kicks out!}[/color]
Willy Carter: Thank goodness!
Steve Awesome: This keeps getting better, I tells you!
[color=red}[/color]{Alysson seems shocked as the match continues. The Big Red pulls Megan back to her feet, and as she attempts to toss her into the ropes, Megan shoves Alysson away, and the two of them start a mini-cat-fight, slapping one another's hands out. This dies down as Megan crosses her arms and Alysson looks at her rival. Megan begins to smirk as, out of nowhere, she rushes to a turnbuckle and shows off for the crowd, blowing them kisses, obviously prompting the male audience to cheer!}[/color]
Willy Carter: Whoo! *wolf whistles* Turn this way, mama, let me take a look at that material!
Steve Awesome: That's the whole point of this match anyway!
[color=red}[/color]{Alysson shakes her head, and as Megan comes down, the redhead just smirks and climbs the opposite turnbuckles, showing off for the same crowd, throwing up the horns. The audience again cheers wildly, and Megan just shakes her head, going to the turnbuckles again. As Megan is distracted showing off for the crowd for a second time, though, Alysson notices the alarm clock sitting there. She then loads a pillow with the clock, turning it into a seemingly innofensive weapon.}[/color]
Willy Carter: I can die happy now.
[color=red}[/color]{When Megan comes back from the turnbuckles, Alysson SMASHES the loaded pillow into the brunette's head, who falls limply to the mat completely out of signal. Alysson then covers.}[/color]
Kelly Fox: NOW it's over!
Eric Hardy: Alysson literally CLOCKED Megan with that loaded pillow!
Steve Awesome: That redhead is such a spoilsport.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!!!
[color=red}[/color]{Alysson then gets up to her feet and beats her hands, as Megan holds her head.}[/color]
Amber Ashe: The winner of this match... ALYSSON GARDNER!
Willy Carter: Too bad it didn't last LONGER.
Steve Awesome: I'll make sure matches like these happen more often. Alysson keeps claiming she does it for the fans... We can clearly see this is what the fans want to see.
Eric Hardy: In a certain way it is...
Kelly Fox: Aren't you worried this is going to make the Starlets Division's image go awry?
Steve Awesome: Nope.
[color=red}[/color]{Steve gets up and smirks at Kelly before taking off his headset and walking away:}[/color]
Steve Awesome: Only Alysson's.
[color=red}[/color]{And then he leaves, under the sight of an infuriated Goddess of Xtreme.}[/color]
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