Post by pwsapexstaff on Apr 14, 2023 22:42:02 GMT -5
PWS: APEX PRESENTS: Thursday Night Riot!
4/14 - Indianapolis,IN - Gainbridge Fieldhouse
(The show spark to life with a shot of the backstage area, specifically Hair and Makeup. Sitting in one of the chairs with a hair cape on him was PWS:APEX World Champion, Mike Hawk. Standing behind him with a HUGE grin on her face)
Mike Hawk: So I really just want a little trim. Nothing major. I need to look… Championship worthy. Does that make sense? Can you do that?
Candy: Of course I can, silly Billy. Trust me, I know what I'm doing!
(Hawk looks slightly uneasy and unsure, but she came so highly recommended he decided to give her a shot.)
Candy: But you gotta wear this eye mask. Cuz I don't want you to sneak a peek.
(He reluctantly puts the eye mask on and she starts to run a comb through his hair and picks up her shears. Alexandra Sanders walks into the shot quietly, holding a finger to her lips to tell candy to remain quiet as well. She whispers something in Candy's ear and she looks excited. She hands the comb and shears to Alexandra before running off down the hall. Alexandra looks down at Hawk's head and grins.)
Mike Hawk: Everything okay?
Alexandra Sanders: Mmmhmmm
(She smirks as she begins to cut HUGE chunks out of Hawks hair. His dark brown locks fall to the ground. Hawk notices something isn't right and takes off the mask.)
Alexandra Sanders: Hello, sunshine! Awww, but you look great!!!
(She takes one more big chunk out of his hair before dropping the shears and landing an elbow on his head. The two brawl for a moment before they are separated by security. Alexandra laughs as she is pulled away. Hawk looks back at the mirror and6but egins to run his hands through his hair, noticing how much was cut.)
Mike Hawk: What the- my hair! You BITCH!
(The cameras cut back to ringside with Jr and Alfonso)
Jr Freeman: Um… that was awful to watch.
Alfonso Banks: That was brutal. Poor Hawk, losing those luscious locks.
Jr Freeman: Alexandra went too far!
Alfonso Banks: Did she tho?
Jr Freeman: Regardless… welcome to Thursday Night Riot! Let's not waste any time getting into our first match.
Singles Match
Eddie Lopez Jr vs Corey Bull
(As the bell rings, Corey Bull has the upper hand on the youngest member of the Lopez family. He has Eddie Jr pinned up into the corner, and throws him across the ring with a suplex and he does it a couple more times on Eddie Jr before going for a pin.)
1………..
2……….
(Corey Bull after the pin attempt stays on the attack and hits another suplex on him and then picks him up before throwing him outside to the arena floor like a sack of potatoes. That brings boos from the crowd but Corey doesn’t care, in fact, he embraces the boos. He heads to the outside of the ring and throws EJ into the steps, and then the barricade, and then face first into the ring post.)
JR Freeman: Corey has the best of EJ here.
Alfonso Banks: This match won’t last too much longer.
(Once back in the ring, Corey crawls towards EJ and covers him.)
1……..
2…………
(Eddie Jr kicks out at the count of 2 yet again, Corey Bull gets upset that he couldn’t get rid of the younger Lopez. Corey gets up on his feet and throws EJ into the corner. Corey charges the corner but EJ moves and Corey crashes into the corner. This is where EJ starts to capitalize on the match, and he does! He keeps Corey grounded. He quickly runs to the other side of the ring, hits a cannonball to Corey’s back, and crushes himself against the corner again. He rolls Corey up)
1………
2……..
3!
JR Freeman: Oh dear!
Alfonso Banks: That’s an upset there! Corey’s not going to let this one go.
Winner= EDDIE LOPEZ JR
(We open on a shot in the hallway of the arena. Nadia lawson walks determinedly down the corridor, towards a private locker room at the end of the hall. As it comes into focus, eagle-eyed viewers can see the door is labeled "PURE CHAMPION - DEVON RYDER". The Motor City Maven bears a look of hellfire and sheer determination, but as she stomps towards the door, prepared for a confrontation, it opens a crack and the Canadian Hero himself slips out, standing in front of her.)
"Nadia, listen…"
(Nadia looked at him, crossing her arms over her chest. She wasn’t in the mood but she needed to tell him how much this bothered her.)
“Listen to what? More excuses about how I should listen to your ex. The one who abandoned you.”
(She shook her head.)
“So tell me.. Where have you been? Did you go back to living with her?”
(It was Devon's turn to shake his head, now, and the offense was written clearly on his face.)
"No! God, no! I've been staying with my parents. They have a guest bedroom and were willing to give me some space while I… sort all of this out. She's not trying to hurt me, Nadia - she did what she did at the Rumble because I've been losing focus. Getting reckless. You SAW what I did in my match with Dylan Howell - I've been wrestling like I have a death wish! And you know what? For a while…"
(Devon pauses, frowning deeply.)
"Maybe I did."
(Another pause, and he raises his eyes to meet hers.)
"But that's not who I want to be anymore. It's not conduct becoming of a Hero! If I just hear Desiree out, if I listen to her guidance, maybe I can finally prove that I really AM the greatest wrestler to ever live! I can finally be recognized for-"
(Nadia cuts him off. Putting her fingers on the bridge of her nose.)
“How is her helping you.. Going to prove you are a hero?”
(Shaking her head, she bit her lip.)
“Look I care about you.. I was even.. I can’t believe I was about to say this. I was…”
(About that time the door creaked open again and she practically growled. Devon glanced over his shoulder and frowned as he saw Desiree de La Roche sidling out of his locker room. He frowned deeply and turned back to Nadia, shamefaced.)
"I can explain this. She was just leaving. We've just been talking, going over strategy. Trying to find an opponent for me for Destiny…"
(Desiree simply smirked, sauntering past Devon with a soft caress of one arm and winking at Nadia. Everything inside of Nadia screamed to hurt Desiree, every bit of rage building up inside of her showed in her eyes.)
“To think that I started to .. I can’t believe I was so stupid to believe you were actually ready to move on from her. That you could possibly…”
(She took a deep breath, shaking her head.)
“You know what.. Good luck..”
(With that she turned away from him, not looking back and started walking off, keeping her head up high.)
"Nadia, wait, please!"
(Devon cast one look over his shoulder at Desiree, then sighed and took off after Nadia. The camera holds on his locker room door for a moment as we fade.)
(The scene goes backstage and we see Carmen Fernandez standing in a hallway with a microphone in her face. She knocks on Eddie Lopez Sr’s office door, He pops out after hearing the door, and the fans cheer at their Hall of Famer.)
Carmen Fernandez: With Destiny coming up, it means it’s been one year since your retirement. How are you adapting to life outside of wrestling?
Eddie Lopez Sr: I….
(Before we could finish we see a group of people run past the area on and off camera and rush to someone that happened down the hallway. Eddie looks confused at first before he waves at the camera to follow them and they do!)
Jr Freeman: What the hell is going on here? I thought we were gonna hear from Eddie. Not often do we hear from him on TV.
Alfonso Banks: I have no idea, but something happened.
(The group turns a corner and sees a path of destruction all over the place and Gracie laying face down on the concrete floor with a TV crate on her back. The first people that Eddie Sr runs into are the Landerson’s and he gets up in their faces with anger)
Eddie Lopez Sr: What the fuck happened here?!
(They shrug their shoulders but Eddie doesn’t care about their shoulders, he’s eyeballing them thinking that they had a hand in the attack on his daughter, with all the yelling and commotion going on here, a large group of people start to show up to see what’s going on, including some wrestlers from catering like Squid man and Moondust to name a few. Even Alexis shows up and she starts shoving people out of the way once she sees who was on the ground.)
Alexis Makarios: What the hell!? I bet this was Corey Bull’s doing, I’m gonna kill him!
Eddie Lopez Sr: Well, I’m not going to point fingers but whoever did this will have to answer to me. It’s too damn close to Destiny for this to happen. I will not allow my wrestlers to get hurt…
Alexis Makarios: Just leave it to me when I find out….
(The medics start to work on Gracie but like her way she starts to refuse the help once she figures out who’s moving her around. But they managed to calm her down before taking her away, leaving Eddie and Alexis, two of her biggest supporters, standing there. Eddie turns to walk away before punching the pepsi machine that Moondust was hanging around, Eddie walks away after punching it.)
Moondust: …. I guess no pepsi now….
Singles match
Alexis Makarios vs Dionysus
JR Freeman: I’m surprised Alexis is going ahead with this match tonight after finding Gracie attacked in the back not too long ago.
Alfonso Banks: She thinks it’s Corey trying to get to her by attacking her loved ones. I can’t say I blame her.
JR Freeman: That is right up his alley, honestly
Alfonso Banks: I feel bad for Dionysus… hope he is ready for what Alexis is gonna bring to him
JR Freeman: Or, on the other side, he could have the advantage because we have seen how when she is in that state of mind she is prone to making mistakes that he could capitalize on.
(The match starts with Alexis already in a heightened emotional state. She starts off swinging at the big man, who absorbs everything she is throwing at him without breaking a sweat. She goes to kick him, but he catches her foot with a bit of a chuckle on his face. She hops quickly before kicking with her other foot and connecting with the side of his face! He staggers back and she keeps the pressure on with a standing dropkick, which staggers him into the corner. She runs at him with a shoulder tackle to the gut that drops him to the mat. She drops for a pin.)
1…
(Just after a 1 count he kicks out by throwing her off him. She hits the mat hard as he stands up and starts putting the pressure on her.)
JR Freeman: The tables just turned on Alexis
Alfonso Banks: Dionysus playing it smart. Let her wear herself down. He has the stamina to work that strategy.
(Dionysus takes control of the match for the net several minutes, Alexis showing signs of being worn down. Dionysus clotheslines Alexis hard to the mat. He drops for a pin.)
1…2..? NO!
(Alexis gets a shoulder up right after the 2. Dionysus grabs her by her hair and lifts her to her feet. He hoists her onto his shoulders.)
JR Freeman: OH GOD HE’S GOING FOR A SHOCK THERAPY!
(Before he can finish she slithers off his shoulders and performs a chop block on his left knee. This causes him to lose his balance a bit before she goes for a second one on the same knee. This causes him to drop to a knee. She takes full advantage and hops to the top rope.)
Alfonso Banks: She brought him to a knee! This isn’t good!
JR Freeman: This could be it!?
(Alexis stands up and waits for him to turn, as soon as he does she leaps,catching his head in a cutter on the way down! The fans erupt!)
JR Freeman: GREETINGS FROM AUSTRALIA!!!
Alfonso Banks: This is IT!!!!
(She scrambles over for the pin.)
1…2…3? NO!!!
(Dionysus gets his shoulder up just before the 3! Alexis hops to her feet, frustrated, and argues with the ref who insists it was not a three count. She runs her hands through her hair before going back over to Dionysus. She puts him in position and goes up to the top rope.)
Alfonso Banks: Alexis is making a last ditch effort to get the win here!
(She doesn’t hesitate as she turns around and hits her Down Under Thunder! She connects and drops for the pin!)
1…2…3!!!
DING DING DING
(Dionysus kicks out a split second after the 3… just barely too late!)
Alfonso Banks: Alexis just stole a win!
JR Freeman: Dionysus just missed kicking out… the big guy looks mad!
(Alexis rolls out of the ring, bending over and resting her hands on her knees, breathing heavily.)
Winner= ALEXIS MAKARIOS!!!
Backstage, Alexander Lyons is found in one of the dark corners of the Gainbridge Fieldhouse, pacing back and forth, he speaks as the cameras approach.
Alexander Lyons: I was trying to be nice. I didn’t want to embarrass Jack Russow any further. I was perfectly content to shut Devon Ryders mouth instead, but sometimes the road you’re on will take you down a different path, and I’ve been told that path for me leads back to Jack Russow, only this time the United Championship will be on the line.
Alex smirks, seemingly pleased with the championship match.
Alexander Lyons: I don’t need any of your excuses or apologies on social media Jacky Boy, I just want your championship. See, there’s a shift happening back at the Lyons Den that not many may be aware of, and this shift had put me firmly in full control. Cleo Phillips? She took her ball and went home, and my cousins? Well, their company took another hiatus for the summer, so guess who is now the SOLE representative of The Lyons Den? That’s right, it’s the rightful heir to the Lyons throne, it’s the one they tried to cast away and ignore, it’s THE FERAL PRINCE, ALEXANDER LYONS.
He snarls a bit and some spit flies as he mugs at the camera.
Alexander Lyons: I will be the one to bring the United Championship BACK to the Lyons Den, and I’ll be a better United Champion than Cleo Phillips ever was. I’’l be better than Alexis Makarios, and I’ll damn sure be better than Jack Russow. Devon Ryder better go buy himself a lottery ticket because he’s the luckiest damn man alive, as his beating is now going to fall directly into Jack Russows lap instead.
He pauses a moment, taking in a couple heavy breaths.
Alexander Lyons: You should have just let it be Jack, accept that I got one over on you and move on. But you couldn’t deal with it could you? A simple loss because you were “distracted” or your “head was somewhere else”., so you need to try and get your own “big boy” win, and prove you’re not just a paper champion. Well, Jacko, I promise you this…when we meet for that championship, if your head is still somewhere else, I’ll knock it back in place for you.
He smirks, laughing slightly, clearly amused with himself.
Alexander Lyons: This time though Jack, I don’t want any excuses for your loss. When I take that championship, I just want you to admit that you were no more than a paper champion, and that I really was the better man all along. You will have to admit that I was smarter, and that the people watching my back are better than anybody watching yours
A quick flash and we see Dionysus lurking in the shadows behind Alex as he laughs.
Alexander Lyons: My name is Alexander Lyons…and I am Righteous in Wrath.
Alex glares as the camera, as the scene fades out slowly
(Alexandra leans against the wall, thinking about everything she was facing in the next few months. Her body was still sore from the last few matches and having just had a cortisone shot in her back, to help with the recovery, she knew that she needed to keep her focus on the match tonight, however her mind wandered to other things. She closed her eyes for a moment when she felt someone close to her, a hand pressed on the wall next to her head. She opened them slowly to see the Hollywood Hunk, Richard Rider leaned near her.)
Alexandra Sanders: Hello Richard.
(His arms were crossed as he attempted to "smolder" but… kinda failed.)
Richard Rider: My beautiful, Dark Queen. I just wanted to stop by and wish you luck in your main event match tonight.
(Alexandra giggled softly looking up at him.)
Alexandra Sanders: Your.. beautiful Dark Queen..
(She played with the front of his coat, kinda flirting back a bit.)
Alexandra Sanders: You going to keep your eyes on my match tonight?
Richard Rider: I always do. The way you move about the ring is… intoxicating. I hope your emo "husband" knows how lucky he is. Speaking of… he's not… around? Is he?
(She looked around and honestly answered him. She didn’t see him anywhere in her line of sight. She played with the front of his coat.)
Alexandra Sanders: Honestly, I feel like he doesn’t care. He’s too interested in his former teammate, Tyson. You don’t seem to mind too much about him existing. Doesn’t seem like you’d let that bother you.
Richard Rider: Why would any man care about another man over you?
(Rider leans forward, getting closer to her)
Richard Rider: He's such a loser …
(She can feel the warmth of his body nearing hers. A shiver of anticipation slides down her spine and she takes a deep breath.)
Alexandra Sanders: I trust too easily it seems. That is where I seem to fail at finding my happily ever after.
Richard Rider: You know… happily ever after is a big deal in Hollywood. I could help you find yours, if you want.
(He slowly moves in, waiting for the inevitable sign of her pulling away. When he realizes she isn't pulling away, he plants a soft kiss on her lips before pulling back.)
Richard Rider: To be continued?
(She had listened to everything he said and then he pressed his lips to hers and she didn’t get the chance to kiss him back, before he pulled away and started speaking.)
Alexandra Sanders: Definitely..
(She reached up to play with a strand of his hair as the scene fades out.)
Singles Match
Jack Edwards vs Miss Puppies
(The match starts with Jack in control, using his speed to get the upper hand on Puppies. Miss Puppies tries to fight from underneath, but Jack stops her from doing so, shutting down her attempts at offense. He grabs her by the hair as he pulls her up, running to and up the turnbuckle, flipping over Puppies and slamming her back into the mat! The crowd cheers for such an impressive athletic display, as Edwards hits the ropes for a springboard moonsault!)
JR Freeman: Wow, only his second match in the company and Jack Edwards is already impressing the hell out of me!
Alfonso Banks: Me too, JR! I’m also impressing the hell out of you!
JR Freeman: No you’re not.
Alfonso Banks: Damn! I’ll need to try harder!
(Jack ends up getting blindsided by Puppies poking him in the eyes as she takes the advantage, wrestling him to the mat with submissions and small-scale power moves. She goes up to the top, hitting a diving hurricanrana and following up by going to the mat and locking in an armbar! Jack reaches for the ropes but they’re too far. He struggles, reaching out and trying to pull himself to the ropes, but Puppies wrenches on the hold hard! He squirms, finally making it to the ropes, but Puppies doesn’t let go until a 4-count, getting in the ref’s face!)
(Soon Puppies walks back over to Edwards, who rolls her up for a pin!)
ONE!
TWO!
TH- No, a kickout!
(Puppies stands back up, hitting a dropkick on Jack, who falls to the mat. She follows this up by picking him up, looking for the Cherry Bomb, but Jack manages to hold on, making her go to the ropes, and flipping her over the top! She stumbles backwards, and he runs the opposite ropes, diving out with a suicide dive, sending them both into the barricade! Both of them are down for a few moments, enough for the ref to count them out of the ring…)
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
(Jack Edwards is first up, sliding into the ring! Puppies is up soon after, and just at the count of five, slides into the ring. She runs at Jack, but he leaps out of the way, causing her to stop herself before she reaches the ropes. He leaps on the ropes, hitting a springboard headscissors takedown on the Crazy Bitch, before following through and locking in the Anaconda Vice!)
JR Freeman: Anaconda Vice! This one’s over for sure!
Alfonso Banks: You ALWAYS say that and it’s NEVER true!
JR Freeman: Well excuse me for wanting to keep people’s attention!
(Puppies struggles, punching Jack in the back of the head a few times, but it’s not enough. They’re in the middle of the ring, so reaching the ropes is just about impossible, especially for the comparatively smaller competitor, and soon Puppies taps out, giving Jack the win! As soon as the bell rings he releases the hold, getting on the top rope and celebrating for the crowd!)
Alfonso Banks: And the streak continues!
JR Freeman: Streak? He’s been in TWO matches!
Alfonso Banks: And he’s won both of them, JR! The guy’s on a roll!
Winner= JACK EDWARDS!!!
PWS: APEX PRESENTS: DESTINY
May 27 & 28 - Fenway Park- Boston, MA
Confirmed Matches:
World Title Match - Hell in a Cell
Mike Hawk (C) vs Alexandra Sanders
United Title Match
Jack Russow (C) vs Alexander Lyons
Match Type TBD
Alexis Makarios vs Corey Bull
Card subject to change
Main Event
Alexandra Sanders vs Miles Kasey
(Back at ringside we see that both Corey and Lexi are standing on opposite sides of the ring. Lexi stares daggers through Corey, his eyes fixed completely on her, even as Meg stands and looks between the two, preparing to announce the main event.)
JR Freeman: Now this is a different type of main event. It seems that these two competitors were handpicked by Alexis Markarios and Corey Bull, to pick the stipulations for their match.
Alfonso Banks: Let’s hope that this match gets to be one that isn’t interrupted by either side trying to win it for themselves.
Jr Freeman: I wouldn't hold my breath. Let’s go back to Meg in the ring.
(Meg stands in the middle of the ring and starts to speak.)
Meg Reynolds: This match is settled in ONE FALL. From Manchester, England, Miles Kasey!!!!!
(“Throne” by Bring Me The Horizon starts pumping through the speakers as Miles Kasey bops out onto the ramp in rhythm with the beat. He bounces in place twice before bolting towards the ring, sliding under the bottom rope, running into the adjacent ropes and handstand springboarding backwards into a superhero pose as the fans go crazy!)
(The lights go down and "Blow" Eva Under Fire featuring Spencer Charnas, starts to play. The arena is filled with Red and lights and fog. The Silhouette of Alexandra can be seen at the top of the ramp. She poses on the top of the ramp and as the beat drops, she starts to make her way down the ramp, towards the ring. Stopping halfway down the ramp, she stops looking out over the crowd, before continuing on. She smirks seeing some of the signs people made, a cocky smirk crosses her face.)
Meg Reynolds: From Dallas, Texas, Alexandra Sanders...
(Finishing her walk down the ramp, she climbs onto the ring apron and up onto the turnbuckle. She slips into the ring and poses on the ropes, leaning forward on the ropes, sometimes talking shit with people in the front row, before turning to look at Miles.)
JR Freeman: There is a fire in both of these competitors tonight and it looks as if Alexandra is focused after her.. Antics earlier.. Cutting of the World Champion’s signature locks.
Alfonso Banks: Alexandra is a vixen, between that.. And that kiss from Richard Rider, it seems as if no one is capable of out doing her evilness.
~Ding Ding Ding~
(The two lock up in the middle of the ring and Miles gets the upper hand taking the opportunity to get ahead in this match, knowing that if he was going to win this match, he needed to stay on Alexandra from the second the bell rang. He sent her into the corner, before mounting her, punching her repeatedly over and over, before monkey flipping her out of the corner. She tries to get out of it, but he goes in for a standing spanish fly before going for the pin.)
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
KICKOUT!!!
JR Freeman: Alexandra kicked out of that.
Alfonso Banks: It looks as if Alexandra isn't going to take that lightly.
(Alexandra slides out of the ring and shakes her head. She walks around for a few moments before slipping into the ring and quickly making it to her feet. She quickly goes for the attack, spearing Miles into the corner, making quick work of him. She slingshots him out of the corner, before catching him with a ripcord lariat, and they both hit the mat.)
JR Freeman: Thunderous attack there from Alexandra.
Alfonso Banks: I definitely wouldn’t want to get one of those lariats from Alexandra.
(Miles starts firing back and the two fight back and forth for a few moments. It looks like Alexandra might get the upper hand but just before she can Miles hits Alexandra with a blast from the Past and goes for the cover.)
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
KICKOUT!!!
(Alexandra gets back up to her feet, heaving to catch her breath. She looks down at Miles, who had surprised her so far by kicking out of the last move. She grabs him by the hair and
lifts him up, dropping him back to the mat with "The Apocalypse" his back and neck smack the mat hard, and she slithers over for a cover.)
JR Freeman: THAT HAS TO BE IT!
Alfonso Banks: How much more can Miles have in the tank? NO WAY he kicks out of that!
1…2…3!!!
DING DING DING
Winner= ALEXANDRA SANDERS!!!
(The bell sounds and Alexis jumps up and down in excitement over the victory. Miles rolls out of the ring and collapses on the floor. Corey stares daggers in him as he is checked out by trainers. Alexandra slides out of the ring, where she comes face to face with Alexis.)
Jr Freeman: Alexandra winning just gave Alexis advantage at Destiny …
Alfonso Banks: But you gotta watch Alexis. She is a bit unstable.
(Alexis said something that was inaudible to the cameras before she extended her hand for a handshake and a sign of sportsmanship towards Alexandra. She accepts with no hesitation as the two share a moment of mutual respect before Alexandra heads backstage. )
Alfonso Banks: Two of the top females in the company… I love seeing that.
(Alexis walks over towards Miles, who still has Corey just staring at him angry. Alexis got Corey's attention and held up a finger, telling him to wait. She reaches under the ring and pulls something out. While his attention is on her, trainers help Miles to the back.)
Jr Freeman: What is that?
(She holds it up and it's a mannequin head of Corey Bull… with the insane detail of the Alexis one. She holds it in her hand by the hair and looks straight at Corey.)
Alfonso Banks: OH MY GOD
Jr Freeman: THAT IS DISTURBING!!!
(Alexis looks at the mannequin head in her hand and then over at Corey, who was so angry he began to shake. Alexis let out a laugh, almost as if mocking Corey. Corey begins to go crazy, and starts ripping apart everything he can get his hands on! He throws the steel steps, rips the ring apron off, and heads towards the commentary table!)
Alfonso Banks: Fuck this shit, I'm out!
(Alfonso and Jr scramble out of danger as Corey proceeds to rip apart the commentary table, throwing pieces wildly in the air. He lets out an almost demonic scream as he continues his rampage. The cameras cut to Alexis, who looks at the mannequin head and smirks. The cameras fade to credits)