Post by Star Stormz on Apr 13, 2019 1:06:41 GMT -5
(The show comes on the air with a live shot of the crowd, as we are greeted by the voice of JR Freeman.)
JR Freeman: Good evening from Charlotte! We are live with PWS-APEX Friday Night Riot! What a show we have for you tonight, headlined by Alexis Makarios taking on Stacy O’Brien.
Alf: Don’t forget we will have David Shane on commentary with us for that match.
(Suddenly we cut to the stage, as “The Arena” begins to play, and the live crowd erupts with cheers.)
JR Freeman: But we are starting things off with our United Champion, Amelia Emery!
Alf: Maybe she’s here to vacate the title. I heard she sustained a concussion in that car accident.
JR Freeman: Will you stop!?
(Amelia makes her way down the ramp, high diving fans along the way.)
Meg Reynolds; Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the PWS-APEX United Champion, Amelia Emery!
(The fans continue to cheer as Amelia makes her way into the ring, and is handed a microphone. She takes a moment for the cheers to die down before speaking.)
Amelia Emery: Well, Ello there.
(The fans cheer, and a small “Hello There” chant breaks out, which causes Amelia to burst out laughing.)
Amelia Emery: Ha, oh I love you guys. So, management wanted me to come out here and give everyone an update on my condition after my car accident a couple of weeks ago and basically just explain what happened. So, a lot to go over and I’ll try to make it short and sweet but bare with me.
(Amelia takes a deep breath as she continues.)
Amelia Emery: Okay, so a lot of people have been asking what caused me not to arrive to the arena with Trina that week, and...well to be honest, I was setting up a surprise at our hotel for later that night. That was the “last minute thing” I had to deal with. So that is what caused me to catch a ride to the arena by myself, something I won’t be doing again, but so so so very thankful I was the only passenger this time. So we were were driving and I was talking to the driver, he had managed to catch our debut show, and turns out he’s a HUGE Russow fan.
(Amelia looks right at the camera.)
Amelia Emery: Hey Levi, he along with the rest of ya want you here. And you too, Slap.
(The fans cheer, as the same people who did the “hello there” chant start doing “Levi Russow” and “Slappy McGoo” chants. Amelia smirks.)
Amelia Emery: See? Heh, but so yeah. We were driving and talking, and then all of a sudden we were blindsided by this car that ran a stop sign. Come to find out the driver was distracted. But they hit us on the passenger side, crunching in the passenger half of the back seat….
(Amelia starts to get emotional.)
Amelia Emery: If anyone had been with me...it….I wouldn’t be able to be out here right now.
(Amelia takes a deep breath and let’s it out as the fans show their support.)
Amelia Emery: Thanks guys. So, of course I was rushed to the hospital, as was my driver. I am VERY happy to report that he is doing fine.
(The fans cheer.)
Amelia Emery: We we’re both wearing our seatbelts, and since we were both on the driver’s side, we escaped the accident with mostly just scrapes and bruises...though, they did say I suffered some whiplash and a concussion. Thankful it wasn’t a major concussion, but….it’s still having some lingering effects. So fast forward to this past Monday, when I had a check up with my doctors to get an update. They told me that with the effects still there, they...they can’t clear me to compete just yet…
(There is an audible gasp among the crowd as “No” chants start to break out.)
Amelia Emery: Don’t worry guys, this isn’t me vacating the title or anything. I WILL get cleared and I WILL defend this title at Destiny against whoever they give the shot to.
(The fans cheer.)
Amelia Emery: So to Miles, Gracie, Cynthia, I will see you all at Destiny, and best believe I will be giving it all I have so you best bring your best if you want to walk away with this.
(She holds the United Title up high, as the fans cheer.)
Amelia Emery: Hope you guys enjoy the show.
(With that, her music starts to play, and she gets out of the ring and heads back up the ramp.)
JR Freeman: A visibly emotional Amelia Emery there. It sucks to hear about the concussion but it could have been so very much worse.
Alf: She’s not cleared. She shouldn’t be making claims about Destiny when we don’t KNOW that she’ll even be there.
JR Freeman: Ugh, you’re intolerable at times. Well folks, up next we have our first match of the evening, as we will see the debut of Rockin’ Lunatic, as he takes on Moondust in a hardcore match!
HARDCORE MATCH
ROCKIN' LUNATIC v MOONDUST
(The bell rings as Lunactic and Moondust square off in the ring. Lunactic gets the early advatage of the match when he takes the elder man down. Lunatic works on moondust in the corner for a a count of 5. But after he does that, he rolls out of the ring and starts to bring in the weapons. He doesn’t waste time when he does it either. He picks up the ring skirt, he throws in everything he can find. Tables, trash cans, chairs, even a bucket of popcorn is thrown in.)
JR Freeman: Did he just throw a bucket of popcorn!?
Alf: I guess he was hungry haha. I mean it’s a hardcore match, if was in there, I’d get a hand.
Jr Freeman: You’re disgusting.
Alf: I know.
(Lunatic slides into the ring and picks up the popcorn at first. He takes a handful of popcorn before he smashes it into the face of Moondust. The popcorn flies all over the place as it happened. Lunatic goes for the first cover of the match,)
1……
2…………
(Moondust slides his shoulder off the mat. After the pinfall attempt, the match moves forward. Moondust starts to get back into the match, he starts to use some of the weapons in the ring to his advantage. Moondust throws a trash can into Lunatics face, when he did, Lunatic tumbles out of the ring and falls to the floor. Moondust follows him out of the ring, He picks him up before throwing him shoulder first into the steps.)
JR Freeman: Moondust is starting to show his anger.
Alf: He is, Moondust needs to watch out. If he keeps it up, he’s going to pop a blood vessel. I’m all for it to happen!
Jr Freeman: of course you are!
Alf: Hey, not everyday you can see an old man faint in the ring.
Jr Freeman: Oh stop.
(Moondust rolls Lunatic back into the ring, he goes for the quick cover.)
1…….
2……..
(Lunatic kicks out at the count of 2. Moondust stands up on his feet after that 2 count, he starts to stand up up on his feet. While he stands up, he steps on the table. He looks down at the table before he picks it up. He picks up the table and slides it to the corner placing it there.)
JR freeman: what’s he going to do with that table?
Alf: Gee, I don’t know… have a spread for dinner?
(Moondust turns his attention back to Lunactic, who is struggling to get up on his feet. Moondust walks towards him, but Lunatic throws a wild punch and it connects! Moondust staggers around, and Lunatic grabs a trash can and swings wildly again. The trash connects with Moondust’s head, and both men go down.)
Jr Freeman: Quite the hardcore match we have right now.
Alf: Thank god nobody dropped the soap.
Jr Freeman: What!?
Alf: I hate when people drop the soap.
JR Freeman: what are you talking about?
Alf: NEVERMIND!
(Lunatic starts to stand up on his feet again, when suddenly, he is nailed with a steel chair to the head from a man dressed in a black hoodie and jeans.)
JR Freeman: What the hell!?
(The man pulls down his hood to reveal that he is the other new signing to PWS, Dillon Crowe!)
Alf: That’s Dillon Crowe!
JR Freeman: I see that, but why did he just attack Lunatic?
(By this time, Moondust has gotten to his feet. He starts to step towards Dillon, but Crowe turns and nails Moondust with the steel chair! The fans boo as Moondust crumbles to the mat. Crowe tosses the chair down next to Moondust, and turns back to Rockin Lunatic, as he’s getting to his feet once more. However, before he can reach his feet, he’s grabbed by Dillon, who plants him with a devastating rolling cutter!)
Alf: Deus es Mortuus!
JR Freeman: What?
Alf: That’s what he calls that move!
JR Freeman: How do you know that?
Alf: Because I’ve done my research!
(Crowe gets back to his feet and looks over at Moondust, who is on hands and knees over the steel chair. Without hesitation, Crowe runs and drives Moondust’s face into the chair with a stomp.)
JR Freeman: I suppose you know what he calls that too?
Alf: That’s the Purge!
(The fans continue to boo, as Crowe drags Moondust’s lifeless body and drapes it over Lunatic’s.)
JR Freeman: Uhh, now what is he doing?
Alf: Whatever he wants?
(The ref, who looks confused as all hell, gets into position to make the count.)
1…
2…
3!!!
(The fans boo as Crowe rolls out of the ring, leaving Moondust and Lunatic lying.)
JR Freeman: Despicable! We have to go to commercial break, but I’m sure we will try to get some answers from Crowe when we come back.
(The show cuts to commercial.)
WINNER = MOONDUST
LIVE Tonight!
Special Guests: Alexis Makarios and Daniel Russow
(We come back from the commercial break with Dillon Crowe appearing to be leaving the building when Star Stormz catches up to him.)
Star Stormz: Hey Dillon...Dillon...hey Crowe!
(Crowe lets out a sigh and turns around.)
Dillon Crowe: What do you want, Star?
Star Stormz: What in the HELL was THAT!?
Dillon Crowe: Tou mean me reminding you that you signed me too? Me saving everyone from that God awful train wreck those two idiots called a match?
Star Stormz: You can’t just go around attacking people.
Dillon Crowe: I’m surprised you even noticed. You and Shane are too busy playing favorites to even acknowledge when you hire a new signing like you’ve done for EVERY single other roster member, hell even the TRAINER got an announcement. So that, that was me letting everyone, including you, know that I’m here, and no one is safe. Now, if you’ll wxcuse me, I can’t stand to be in this building near those troglodytes.
Star Stormz: This will not go unpunished…
Dillon Crowe: Please, do your worst.
(With that, Crowe turns and walks away, leaving a visibly frustrated Dtar.)
Star Stormz: Ugh, I don’t have time for this shit….
(She walks away as we cut away.)
TRINA ROBERTS v CHRIS BLADE
(The bell rings and Amelia Emery is ringside with Trina. After the bell sounds, Blade walks over and starts trash talking Amelia, making lewd gestures and laughing. However, his laughter is short lived, as he turns right into Trina damn near kicking his head off his shoulders with a devastating superkick. Blade crumbles to the mat in a heap, as Trina goes for the cover.)
1…
2…
3!!!
JR Freeman: Wow!
Alf: What!? He wasn’t ready!
JR Freeman: Well maybe he should have spent less time trash talking Amelia and more time focused on his opponent and maybe he wouldn’t have been embarrassed like that.
(Amelia slides into the ring and raises Trina’s hand. The two leave the ring, as Blade comes to, wondering what the hell hit him.
WINNER = TRINA ROBERTS
(Scene switches to Miles Kasey looking at his phone inside of Mickey’s Pub, he looks up and shakes his head.)
Miles: ...................someone better bail my ass out. Barkeep! Another round mate!
Patron: Mate?
(A glass slams down to the left of Miles as a muscle bound douchebag stares a hole through the British superstar.)
Patron: Don’t you talk all pretty...mate. Exactly where you from?
(Miles ignores the asshole as the barkeep brings him another drink.)
Bartender: Knock it off Scott. You start shit in here and I’ll toss you out again.
Patron “Scott”: Mind your fucking business Dennis and get me another beer.
Miles: Put it on my tab....mate.
(Miles goes to bring his drink up to his mouth but the guy stops him by snatching the drink from his hand and downing it in one shot. Miles smirks at the guy and motions to the Bartender...)
Dennis the Bartender: Another No. 12 whiskey?
Miles: Make it a double...and put it on my new friend’s tab this time.
Scott: I’ll ask again....where you are from sunshine?
Miles: Not that it’s any of your fucking business....but I’m from England. You want me to be literal? Manchester.
Scott: And where is that? Fairyland? You even here legally...mate?
Miles: You ever hear of the her majesty, the Queen of England? The BBC? Doctor Who? Or do you want a globe thrown at your fathead?
(The bartender brings the drink and hands it directly to Miles.)
Dennis the Bartender: I’m gonna say this shit once, you fight, you go.
Miles: You have nothing to worry about with me. Cheers!
(Miles drops the drink in one shot.)
Scott: I know who you are....you’re that flippy floppy British douchebag from PWS: Apex. 2 matches and you can’t seem to fucking win but my goodness you flip like a damn gymnastics fag. How about you actually do some real fucking fighting instead of trying out for your countries olympic team?
Dennis: Scott....
Miles: You know something Scott....I came in here tonight, with the intent of having a few drinks...maybe picking a fight....but the fight has come to me. Don’t think I haven’t noticed your asshole mates surrounding me as this little
Scott: You fuckin piece of shit....
Miles: No, you have it wrong my friend. Here...let me try it for you, “You come here, stealin our jobs, fuckin our women and destroying our economy....”
(Miles doesn’t even finish when the guy tackles Miles to the ground and gets in a couple of shots before Miles grabs a beer bottle that was knocked to the floor and hits the guy over the head, shattering it. Miles stands up and just keeps looking at the guy waiting for him to get up before the dude with the broken nose has a chair and hits Miles in the back but...between the rush of the fight and his sheer drunkenness, Miles just looks over his shoulder, adjusts his neck and smiles evilly.)
Miles: Thanks BRO, I needed that.
(And with that Miles just straight punches the guy in the face and he drops like a ton of bricks again. Miles stands over the 2 men and just looks around.)
Miles: Anyone else have issues with the British mother fucker??? HUH?
(No one responds and Miles just walks over to the bar, grabs his drink...throws about....200 down on the counter...chugs his last drink and walks out the door.)
Miles: ....where the fuck is there a taxi in this shit hole town....
CAMILLA RODRIGUEZ v MORGAN BAKER
(Camila and Morgan lock up in the middle of the ring as the bell rang. Morgan gets the upper hand in the early going of the match. She gets too cocky when she tries to throw Camila into the ropes. Camila uses the ropes to her advantage. She springboards off of the ropes, before doing an armdrag on Morgan. Camila tosses her to the far side of the ring.)
JR Freeman: look at that strength.
Alf: Camila is leanring how to use the ring, I’m impressed. She’s learning quick too.
(Both girls lock up again, this time Camila gains the advantage of the match. She uses some chain wrestling to perfection. She throws Morgan into the ropes, however it doesn’t go as smooth as the chain wrestling did. She stumbles to the ground when did a roll through of a clothesline, but she quickly got to her feet and did a hurricanrana.)
JR Freeman: That’s one way to cover up a mistake you made.
Alf: Yep, not many wrestlers with her skills know to do that. Impressive.
(The match keeps going, it turned into a back and forth affair between the 2. Both girls are showing what they’re capable of. Morgan doing some impressive moves, and Camila shows off her high flying skills as well. Once during this match, Camila monkey flips Morgan out of the ring, as well as a flying Metaroia. They fight on the outside for a few seconds but roll back into the ring when the Ref got to the count of 9. Morgan catches Camila with a kick to the side of the head before going for the cover.)
1……..
2………..
(Camila gets the shoulder up at the count of 2.)
Alf: That was close! She shouldn’t have taken her eyes off the game there.
JR Freeman: Right!? That’s something you can’t do once you’re at this level. Even Morgan will take advantage of it.
(Match moves forward now, Morgan as the advantage of the match. She has control of the match for a good part of the match. But she made one mistake, and Camila takes it. The pace of the match picks up when Camila starts to gain control. She’s flying off the ropes like a super hero would. Camila goes to the outside of the ropes onto the apron. She jumps off the bottom rope to get to the top rope, and hits a springboard flying forearm. It knocks Morgan completely out of the ring.)
JR Freeman: She got some major air with that springboard.
Alf: She did! I’ve seen you fly that high before.
JR freeman: You have?
Alf: Yep, remember the other night at the bar….
JR Freeman: You jumped me in an allyway!
(Camila climbs to the ropes and hits a moonsault to the outside of the ring. It catches Morgan and both girls crash to the floor, the ref starts to count. Exhausted from the match, both girls stay on the floor for a bit. The ref gets to the count of 8 before they start moving. Camila slides into the ring and Morgan does as well before the 9 count. Camila attacks Morgan when she got into the ring, she hits the running knee smash, followed by her Diving Meteroa. She then goes to the top rope and hits the Phoenix down! She goes for the cover.)
1…….
2……..
3!
JR Freeman: She had a good showing with that match.
Alf: A few mistakes but not too bad. People are going to have a hard time with her. She’s fast in that ring but she also doesn’t know how to control herself.
FR Freeman: She won the match, that’s all that matters at the end of the day.
WINNER = CAMILLA RODRIGUEZ
(Out of nowhere the lights kick out in the arena as an acoustic guitar starts strumming and we hear claps matching along with it...it's the disonant sound of "God's Gonna Cut You Down" by Johnny Cash...)
You can run on for a long time...
Run on for a long time...
Run ooooon for a long time...
...but sooner or later God'll cut you down.
(Suddenly BLAZING Pyro blasts from the ring engulfing it in four walls of flame. When they secede...we see the shadowy figure of a man wearing a mask in the ring...)
JR Freeman: Who the Hell!?
"...sooner or later...God'll cut you down..."
(The man grabs the mask and rips it off and it's the sneering visages of the Iceman Levi Russow! The fans go absolutely nuts raising a dual chant of "HOLY SHIT!" and "WELCOME BACK!!")
JR Freeman: HOOOOOLYYYYY SHIT!!! IT'S HIM!!! THE RUMORS WERE TRUE!!!
Alf: I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!!! THE MUSIC! THE SNARL! WHAT DOES THIS MEAN!?
JR Freeman: IT MEANS STAR STORMZ AND DAVID SHANE HAVE SOME ANSWERING TO DO!!! THEIR RECKONING IS HERE!!! THE PATRIARCH OF THE FAMILY...ONE THINGS FOR CERTAIN...THE GODDAMN GAME...JUST CHANGED!
(Levi snaps his fingers and the pros blast again and when the secede again...Levi is nowhere to be seen!!!)
"...sooner or later...God'll cut you down..."
MAIN EVENT
ALEXIS MAKARIOS v STACY O'BRIEN
(The energy is high in the arena. Alexis Makarios is making her way to the ring, when she climbs onto the apron. Her music is cut as “Adrenaline” begins to play. David Shane comes from the back, he hops up onto the apron and whispers to Alexis and the referee before he hops off the apron and joins the announcers table.)
JR Freeman: I wonder what David said to them.
Alf: David was probably wishing his friend good luck.
JR Freeman: See... this is why people are calling favorites towards Alexis. We didn't see David come out and wish anyone else on the roster good luck.
Alf: They are long time friends.
(The bell has sounded, Alexis and Stacy have locked up in the center of the ring. Stacy getting Lexi into a headlock but Let lifts her up and hits her with a backdrop breaking the hold. Lexi rolls over going for the quick pin.)
1..
(Stacy kicks out.)
Alf: And Stacy going for a quick finish.
JR Freeman: It's gonna take a lot more than that to beat Alexis
(Both Woman get back to their feet.)
(Stacy runs into the ropes and comes at Alexis jumping and going to a Hurricarana but Alexis hits her with a sit down powerbomb. Stacy rolls through and dropkicks Alexis in the face. The crowd is cheering the woman on. Stacy runs to the ropes springboarding off the middle rope and hitting a moonsault and going for the pin.)
Alf: Impressive!
1…
2…
(Alexis kicks out, as the crowd starts a “That Was 3” chant.)
Alf: Alexis needs to watch her back there. Stacy almost got her!
David: Alexis knows what she is doing. She isn't going to beaten so easily. Not tonight, not at Destiny.
(Stacy is smiling as she grabs Alexis by her hair and shoulder and gets her up. Stacy wraps her arms around Alexis looking for a Belly to Belly but Alexis blocks her with her feet then slams her with her own Belly to belly. Alexis runs up the ropes and goes for the Down Unda Thunda but Stacy rolls out of the way.)
JR: OUCH! That impact!
Alf: Stacy needs to take advantage and NOW.
(Stacy gets back to her feet and hits Alexis with kick to the side of her face. She then grabs and drags Alexis to the ropes, she climbs to the top and goes for the 450 splash missing Alexis who rolled under the bottom turnbuckle, Stacy hits the mat hard and Alexis is quick to get into the ring and lock in the Aussie Lock.)
David: If she can't' get to the ropes... this is over. I've been in that hold before. It's pretty painful. And Alexis knows exactly how to wrench it to make it even more painful
(Stacy reaches for the ropes but can’t reach and taps. The bell sounds and Alexis lets the hold go.)
Alf: And there it is.
David: A well fought match.
JR: I must say, Stacy is pretty impressive for a rookie.
(Alexis has her hand Raised, before she looked back to see Stacy standing in the corner coughing from the hold. Alexis walked over and Raised the kids arm to the fans cheering.)
David: Look at that sportsmanship. Now, I take my leave so that you guys can enjoy the Ryland Report after this short commercial break.
WINNER = ALEXIS MAKARIOS
(We come back from commercial with Jake Ryland in the ring with Alexis, and a shot over to the commentators desk to see David has made his way backstage.)
Jake Ryland: Hello, and welcome to the first ever LIVE Ryland Report!
(The fans cheer.)
Jake Ryland: Of course one of my guests is already in the ring with me, fresh off her victory here tonight. Ladies and gentlemen, give it up for Alexis Makarios!
(The fans cheer, as Alexis gives them a wave.)
Jake Ryland: Congrats on the win.
Alexis Makarios: Thanks!
Jake Ryland: Now before we get to my other guest, I wanted to get your thoughts on being a part of the main event of the PWS-APEX return to ppv, with the quite possibly most hallowed name in PWS history, Destiny?
Alexis Makarios: It’s amazing. To be a part of something this big, this meaningful, to so many people… I can’t even describe it. Back in the PWSi days, women like me didn’t really get much chance to shine at Destiny, we got overshadowed by the fact that there were 2 rosters and several titles to defend. So to sit here, 5 years later, and be able to fight in the Main Event on the show… it’s very humbling. Really makes one realize how far you can come if you are passionate and hesitant.
Jake Ryland: So true. I know we will all be looking forward to the match, but let’s go ahead and bring out my other guest, and one of the other competitors in that main event, Daniel Russow!
(The fans give a mixed reaction of cheers and boos as “Centuries” by Fall Out Boy begins to play on the sound system and Daniel Russow walks out onto the stage with a scowl on his face. He has a microphone in hand as he starts talking on his way to the ring.)
Daniel Russow: You are so full of shit.
Alexis Makarios: Excuse me?
Daniel Russow: You come out here trying to act all humble and shit like you’re soooooo grateful for this opportunity you’ve been handed, lets not forget the damn owner of the friggin company personally picked you as the favorite. All the while stroking that over-inflated ego of your’s.
Alexis Makarios: I got this opportunity EXACTLY the same way you did! It has NOTHING to do with my friendship with David. He is rooting for me to win… that is DIFFERENT from handing me title shots. So if you say I don’t deserve to be in this match… well then YOU don’t deserve it either!
(Daniel has made it to the ring by now.)
Daniel Russow: Listen toots, mind if I call you that?
Alexis Makarios: Even if I say no, you are still gonna do it anyways.
Daniel Russow: Nah, I can always go with another…,there’s always homewrecker.
(Daniel gives a smirk. Alexis crosses her arms and lets out a frustrated sigh)
Alexis Makarios: Just get to the point, why don’t ya?
Daniel Russow: The point is, it doesn’t matter who is backing you at Destiny. I am walking out with the World Title, and before you get your panties all in a wad saying women never got the chance to shine back in the old days, how about ya go ask Laura Phoenix and Trisha Lee Moore about that? I mean personally, I think they did quite well for themselves. Mayyyyyybe the reason YOU didn’t get the same opportunities is cause the management then knew what David Shane hadn’t learned yet, that you’re not worth the hype.
(The fans boo at Daniel’s comments.)
Alexis Makarios: Laura and Trisha were the exception to the rule and you and I both know that! I look up to both of those women and I strive to hit the heights they have in their careers. That’s not the point I am trying to make here. As much as I love Star, back in the old days with the gender limits, it was hard to get into the spotlight as a woman if you weren’t them. You work hard, and it was still not enough. But in other companies I was able to flourish… WITHOUT a friend of mine being management. So your theory is flawed. As much as I admire Trisha and Laura… there is one major difference between us. When PWS shut down, they took time off. They got to enjoy the fruits of their labors. I kept going. Kept fighting. It’s really hard to get to this level in this business as a woman. And you standing there and accusing me of getting here simply because I am good friends with management is demeaning and I won’t stand for it! How about you? Coasting by on your last name? Do you really think these fans would give two shits about you if your last name wasn’t Russow?
Daniel Russow: You forget the first part of my career and when I was breaking out in PWS no one knew who I was. My brothers didn’t know my name, so if you wanna try to stand there that I am nothing without my name then -bleep- you very much.
Jake Ryland: Iiiiiiiiii’d like to remind everyone this show isn’t NC-17….
Daniel Russow: Whatever. Fine, I don’t need my last name to make a name for myself, but it’s not my fault it is the single most infamous last name in PWS history.
Alexis Makarios: Then how about you stop letting Levi fight your battles for you? I seem to recall him being the very first one to jump on the bandwagon of “let's’ hate on David because he admitted he wanted someone other than my baby brother to win the world title match… doom on him” on Twitter.
(Before Daniel can respond, “Up Up and Away” begins to play over the sound system and Jennifer Carpenter-Lopez comes out into the stage. She too has a microphone in hand.)
Jennifer Carpenter-Lopez: Would you two stop!? Seriously, what is it with the both of you? Have you completely forgotten, or do you just not care that there’s other people in this match? It’s not just you two, no matter how hard you, or management, may try to make it look that way.
Daniel Russow: please, you deserve to be in the match just as much as homewrecker here, but you might as well be an afterthought with her being the hand-picked favorite and me being the obvious guy they DON’T want.
Jennifer Carpenter-Lopez: If you think I’m going to be okay with being an afterthought, you are sadly mistaken. Mike and I deserve to be in this match JUST as much as the two of you!
(Just then, almost as if on cue, “Welcome to the Family” by Avenged Sevenfold begins to play, and Jennifer turns around, expecting Michael O’Neil to come out on stage behind her. After a few moments, we hear Michael’s voice.)
Michael O’Neil: Hey….guys...up here!
(The camera pans up in the crowd, where we find Michael O’Neil standing amongst the fans.)
Michael O’Neil: Sorry, Just figured since my name was being said, might as well come out here. And yeah, Jenn is right. You two aren’t the only ones in this match.
Alexis Makarios: If the two of you have problems with how things are going, we are here in the ring.
Michael O’Neil: Yeah I’m not stupid. I’m perfectly fine right here with these amazing fans!
(The fans cheer.)
Daniel Russow: Oh don’t pander dude. You’re better than that.
Michael O’Neil: And Just who are you to tell me what I’m better than? Who, Daniel, are you?
Jennifer Carpenter-Lopez: If you two are finished with your dick measuring contest, I’m not coming down to the ring because we all know what’s going to happen if Mike and I do, and another pull apart brawl is going to happen. And I’m sorry but I don’t feel like being “accidentally” groped again!
Daniel Russow: Yeah, we wouldn't want to have that again...who’s to say ole homewrecker and I don’t come out there to the two of you?
Alexis Makarios: If you call me homewrecker one…more...time…
Daniel Russow: you’ll do what? Go cry to Shane?
(Without warning, Alexis clocks Daniel with a vicious right hand! Jake quickly gets out of the ring, as Daniel stumbles back, with Alexis shouting at him.)
Alexis Makarios: -bleep-ING ASSHOLE!
(Daniel turns back to Alexis, with a smirk on his face. The smirk vanished instantly, as Dan lays Alexis out flat with a right hand of his own, clocking her right in the jaw. Security rushes the ring as Alexis falls to the mat. The fans boo as we cut to Mike, who just throws his hands up and walks off, before we cut to Jenn, who is shaking her head. We cut to our final shot of Daniel standing over a fallen Alexis, as JR Freeman signs is off.)
JR Freeman: What a volatile situation! I’m sure there is going to be repercussions for Daniel Russow when we are live in Boston two weeks from tonight. Don’t miss it as it is the final show before Destiny! For Alf and all of us, thank you for joining us tonight! See you in Boston!
(The show goes off the air.)
JR Freeman: Good evening from Charlotte! We are live with PWS-APEX Friday Night Riot! What a show we have for you tonight, headlined by Alexis Makarios taking on Stacy O’Brien.
Alf: Don’t forget we will have David Shane on commentary with us for that match.
(Suddenly we cut to the stage, as “The Arena” begins to play, and the live crowd erupts with cheers.)
JR Freeman: But we are starting things off with our United Champion, Amelia Emery!
Alf: Maybe she’s here to vacate the title. I heard she sustained a concussion in that car accident.
JR Freeman: Will you stop!?
(Amelia makes her way down the ramp, high diving fans along the way.)
Meg Reynolds; Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the PWS-APEX United Champion, Amelia Emery!
(The fans continue to cheer as Amelia makes her way into the ring, and is handed a microphone. She takes a moment for the cheers to die down before speaking.)
Amelia Emery: Well, Ello there.
(The fans cheer, and a small “Hello There” chant breaks out, which causes Amelia to burst out laughing.)
Amelia Emery: Ha, oh I love you guys. So, management wanted me to come out here and give everyone an update on my condition after my car accident a couple of weeks ago and basically just explain what happened. So, a lot to go over and I’ll try to make it short and sweet but bare with me.
(Amelia takes a deep breath as she continues.)
Amelia Emery: Okay, so a lot of people have been asking what caused me not to arrive to the arena with Trina that week, and...well to be honest, I was setting up a surprise at our hotel for later that night. That was the “last minute thing” I had to deal with. So that is what caused me to catch a ride to the arena by myself, something I won’t be doing again, but so so so very thankful I was the only passenger this time. So we were were driving and I was talking to the driver, he had managed to catch our debut show, and turns out he’s a HUGE Russow fan.
(Amelia looks right at the camera.)
Amelia Emery: Hey Levi, he along with the rest of ya want you here. And you too, Slap.
(The fans cheer, as the same people who did the “hello there” chant start doing “Levi Russow” and “Slappy McGoo” chants. Amelia smirks.)
Amelia Emery: See? Heh, but so yeah. We were driving and talking, and then all of a sudden we were blindsided by this car that ran a stop sign. Come to find out the driver was distracted. But they hit us on the passenger side, crunching in the passenger half of the back seat….
(Amelia starts to get emotional.)
Amelia Emery: If anyone had been with me...it….I wouldn’t be able to be out here right now.
(Amelia takes a deep breath and let’s it out as the fans show their support.)
Amelia Emery: Thanks guys. So, of course I was rushed to the hospital, as was my driver. I am VERY happy to report that he is doing fine.
(The fans cheer.)
Amelia Emery: We we’re both wearing our seatbelts, and since we were both on the driver’s side, we escaped the accident with mostly just scrapes and bruises...though, they did say I suffered some whiplash and a concussion. Thankful it wasn’t a major concussion, but….it’s still having some lingering effects. So fast forward to this past Monday, when I had a check up with my doctors to get an update. They told me that with the effects still there, they...they can’t clear me to compete just yet…
(There is an audible gasp among the crowd as “No” chants start to break out.)
Amelia Emery: Don’t worry guys, this isn’t me vacating the title or anything. I WILL get cleared and I WILL defend this title at Destiny against whoever they give the shot to.
(The fans cheer.)
Amelia Emery: So to Miles, Gracie, Cynthia, I will see you all at Destiny, and best believe I will be giving it all I have so you best bring your best if you want to walk away with this.
(She holds the United Title up high, as the fans cheer.)
Amelia Emery: Hope you guys enjoy the show.
(With that, her music starts to play, and she gets out of the ring and heads back up the ramp.)
JR Freeman: A visibly emotional Amelia Emery there. It sucks to hear about the concussion but it could have been so very much worse.
Alf: She’s not cleared. She shouldn’t be making claims about Destiny when we don’t KNOW that she’ll even be there.
JR Freeman: Ugh, you’re intolerable at times. Well folks, up next we have our first match of the evening, as we will see the debut of Rockin’ Lunatic, as he takes on Moondust in a hardcore match!
HARDCORE MATCH
ROCKIN' LUNATIC v MOONDUST
(The bell rings as Lunactic and Moondust square off in the ring. Lunactic gets the early advatage of the match when he takes the elder man down. Lunatic works on moondust in the corner for a a count of 5. But after he does that, he rolls out of the ring and starts to bring in the weapons. He doesn’t waste time when he does it either. He picks up the ring skirt, he throws in everything he can find. Tables, trash cans, chairs, even a bucket of popcorn is thrown in.)
JR Freeman: Did he just throw a bucket of popcorn!?
Alf: I guess he was hungry haha. I mean it’s a hardcore match, if was in there, I’d get a hand.
Jr Freeman: You’re disgusting.
Alf: I know.
(Lunatic slides into the ring and picks up the popcorn at first. He takes a handful of popcorn before he smashes it into the face of Moondust. The popcorn flies all over the place as it happened. Lunatic goes for the first cover of the match,)
1……
2…………
(Moondust slides his shoulder off the mat. After the pinfall attempt, the match moves forward. Moondust starts to get back into the match, he starts to use some of the weapons in the ring to his advantage. Moondust throws a trash can into Lunatics face, when he did, Lunatic tumbles out of the ring and falls to the floor. Moondust follows him out of the ring, He picks him up before throwing him shoulder first into the steps.)
JR Freeman: Moondust is starting to show his anger.
Alf: He is, Moondust needs to watch out. If he keeps it up, he’s going to pop a blood vessel. I’m all for it to happen!
Jr Freeman: of course you are!
Alf: Hey, not everyday you can see an old man faint in the ring.
Jr Freeman: Oh stop.
(Moondust rolls Lunatic back into the ring, he goes for the quick cover.)
1…….
2……..
(Lunatic kicks out at the count of 2. Moondust stands up on his feet after that 2 count, he starts to stand up up on his feet. While he stands up, he steps on the table. He looks down at the table before he picks it up. He picks up the table and slides it to the corner placing it there.)
JR freeman: what’s he going to do with that table?
Alf: Gee, I don’t know… have a spread for dinner?
(Moondust turns his attention back to Lunactic, who is struggling to get up on his feet. Moondust walks towards him, but Lunatic throws a wild punch and it connects! Moondust staggers around, and Lunatic grabs a trash can and swings wildly again. The trash connects with Moondust’s head, and both men go down.)
Jr Freeman: Quite the hardcore match we have right now.
Alf: Thank god nobody dropped the soap.
Jr Freeman: What!?
Alf: I hate when people drop the soap.
JR Freeman: what are you talking about?
Alf: NEVERMIND!
(Lunatic starts to stand up on his feet again, when suddenly, he is nailed with a steel chair to the head from a man dressed in a black hoodie and jeans.)
JR Freeman: What the hell!?
(The man pulls down his hood to reveal that he is the other new signing to PWS, Dillon Crowe!)
Alf: That’s Dillon Crowe!
JR Freeman: I see that, but why did he just attack Lunatic?
(By this time, Moondust has gotten to his feet. He starts to step towards Dillon, but Crowe turns and nails Moondust with the steel chair! The fans boo as Moondust crumbles to the mat. Crowe tosses the chair down next to Moondust, and turns back to Rockin Lunatic, as he’s getting to his feet once more. However, before he can reach his feet, he’s grabbed by Dillon, who plants him with a devastating rolling cutter!)
Alf: Deus es Mortuus!
JR Freeman: What?
Alf: That’s what he calls that move!
JR Freeman: How do you know that?
Alf: Because I’ve done my research!
(Crowe gets back to his feet and looks over at Moondust, who is on hands and knees over the steel chair. Without hesitation, Crowe runs and drives Moondust’s face into the chair with a stomp.)
JR Freeman: I suppose you know what he calls that too?
Alf: That’s the Purge!
(The fans continue to boo, as Crowe drags Moondust’s lifeless body and drapes it over Lunatic’s.)
JR Freeman: Uhh, now what is he doing?
Alf: Whatever he wants?
(The ref, who looks confused as all hell, gets into position to make the count.)
1…
2…
3!!!
(The fans boo as Crowe rolls out of the ring, leaving Moondust and Lunatic lying.)
JR Freeman: Despicable! We have to go to commercial break, but I’m sure we will try to get some answers from Crowe when we come back.
(The show cuts to commercial.)
WINNER = MOONDUST
LIVE Tonight!
Special Guests: Alexis Makarios and Daniel Russow
(We come back from the commercial break with Dillon Crowe appearing to be leaving the building when Star Stormz catches up to him.)
Star Stormz: Hey Dillon...Dillon...hey Crowe!
(Crowe lets out a sigh and turns around.)
Dillon Crowe: What do you want, Star?
Star Stormz: What in the HELL was THAT!?
Dillon Crowe: Tou mean me reminding you that you signed me too? Me saving everyone from that God awful train wreck those two idiots called a match?
Star Stormz: You can’t just go around attacking people.
Dillon Crowe: I’m surprised you even noticed. You and Shane are too busy playing favorites to even acknowledge when you hire a new signing like you’ve done for EVERY single other roster member, hell even the TRAINER got an announcement. So that, that was me letting everyone, including you, know that I’m here, and no one is safe. Now, if you’ll wxcuse me, I can’t stand to be in this building near those troglodytes.
Star Stormz: This will not go unpunished…
Dillon Crowe: Please, do your worst.
(With that, Crowe turns and walks away, leaving a visibly frustrated Dtar.)
Star Stormz: Ugh, I don’t have time for this shit….
(She walks away as we cut away.)
TRINA ROBERTS v CHRIS BLADE
(The bell rings and Amelia Emery is ringside with Trina. After the bell sounds, Blade walks over and starts trash talking Amelia, making lewd gestures and laughing. However, his laughter is short lived, as he turns right into Trina damn near kicking his head off his shoulders with a devastating superkick. Blade crumbles to the mat in a heap, as Trina goes for the cover.)
1…
2…
3!!!
JR Freeman: Wow!
Alf: What!? He wasn’t ready!
JR Freeman: Well maybe he should have spent less time trash talking Amelia and more time focused on his opponent and maybe he wouldn’t have been embarrassed like that.
(Amelia slides into the ring and raises Trina’s hand. The two leave the ring, as Blade comes to, wondering what the hell hit him.
WINNER = TRINA ROBERTS
(Scene switches to Miles Kasey looking at his phone inside of Mickey’s Pub, he looks up and shakes his head.)
Miles: ...................someone better bail my ass out. Barkeep! Another round mate!
Patron: Mate?
(A glass slams down to the left of Miles as a muscle bound douchebag stares a hole through the British superstar.)
Patron: Don’t you talk all pretty...mate. Exactly where you from?
(Miles ignores the asshole as the barkeep brings him another drink.)
Bartender: Knock it off Scott. You start shit in here and I’ll toss you out again.
Patron “Scott”: Mind your fucking business Dennis and get me another beer.
Miles: Put it on my tab....mate.
(Miles goes to bring his drink up to his mouth but the guy stops him by snatching the drink from his hand and downing it in one shot. Miles smirks at the guy and motions to the Bartender...)
Dennis the Bartender: Another No. 12 whiskey?
Miles: Make it a double...and put it on my new friend’s tab this time.
Scott: I’ll ask again....where you are from sunshine?
Miles: Not that it’s any of your fucking business....but I’m from England. You want me to be literal? Manchester.
Scott: And where is that? Fairyland? You even here legally...mate?
Miles: You ever hear of the her majesty, the Queen of England? The BBC? Doctor Who? Or do you want a globe thrown at your fathead?
(The bartender brings the drink and hands it directly to Miles.)
Dennis the Bartender: I’m gonna say this shit once, you fight, you go.
Miles: You have nothing to worry about with me. Cheers!
(Miles drops the drink in one shot.)
Scott: I know who you are....you’re that flippy floppy British douchebag from PWS: Apex. 2 matches and you can’t seem to fucking win but my goodness you flip like a damn gymnastics fag. How about you actually do some real fucking fighting instead of trying out for your countries olympic team?
Dennis: Scott....
Miles: You know something Scott....I came in here tonight, with the intent of having a few drinks...maybe picking a fight....but the fight has come to me. Don’t think I haven’t noticed your asshole mates surrounding me as this little
Scott: You fuckin piece of shit....
Miles: No, you have it wrong my friend. Here...let me try it for you, “You come here, stealin our jobs, fuckin our women and destroying our economy....”
(Miles doesn’t even finish when the guy tackles Miles to the ground and gets in a couple of shots before Miles grabs a beer bottle that was knocked to the floor and hits the guy over the head, shattering it. Miles stands up and just keeps looking at the guy waiting for him to get up before the dude with the broken nose has a chair and hits Miles in the back but...between the rush of the fight and his sheer drunkenness, Miles just looks over his shoulder, adjusts his neck and smiles evilly.)
Miles: Thanks BRO, I needed that.
(And with that Miles just straight punches the guy in the face and he drops like a ton of bricks again. Miles stands over the 2 men and just looks around.)
Miles: Anyone else have issues with the British mother fucker??? HUH?
(No one responds and Miles just walks over to the bar, grabs his drink...throws about....200 down on the counter...chugs his last drink and walks out the door.)
Miles: ....where the fuck is there a taxi in this shit hole town....
CAMILLA RODRIGUEZ v MORGAN BAKER
(Camila and Morgan lock up in the middle of the ring as the bell rang. Morgan gets the upper hand in the early going of the match. She gets too cocky when she tries to throw Camila into the ropes. Camila uses the ropes to her advantage. She springboards off of the ropes, before doing an armdrag on Morgan. Camila tosses her to the far side of the ring.)
JR Freeman: look at that strength.
Alf: Camila is leanring how to use the ring, I’m impressed. She’s learning quick too.
(Both girls lock up again, this time Camila gains the advantage of the match. She uses some chain wrestling to perfection. She throws Morgan into the ropes, however it doesn’t go as smooth as the chain wrestling did. She stumbles to the ground when did a roll through of a clothesline, but she quickly got to her feet and did a hurricanrana.)
JR Freeman: That’s one way to cover up a mistake you made.
Alf: Yep, not many wrestlers with her skills know to do that. Impressive.
(The match keeps going, it turned into a back and forth affair between the 2. Both girls are showing what they’re capable of. Morgan doing some impressive moves, and Camila shows off her high flying skills as well. Once during this match, Camila monkey flips Morgan out of the ring, as well as a flying Metaroia. They fight on the outside for a few seconds but roll back into the ring when the Ref got to the count of 9. Morgan catches Camila with a kick to the side of the head before going for the cover.)
1……..
2………..
(Camila gets the shoulder up at the count of 2.)
Alf: That was close! She shouldn’t have taken her eyes off the game there.
JR Freeman: Right!? That’s something you can’t do once you’re at this level. Even Morgan will take advantage of it.
(Match moves forward now, Morgan as the advantage of the match. She has control of the match for a good part of the match. But she made one mistake, and Camila takes it. The pace of the match picks up when Camila starts to gain control. She’s flying off the ropes like a super hero would. Camila goes to the outside of the ropes onto the apron. She jumps off the bottom rope to get to the top rope, and hits a springboard flying forearm. It knocks Morgan completely out of the ring.)
JR Freeman: She got some major air with that springboard.
Alf: She did! I’ve seen you fly that high before.
JR freeman: You have?
Alf: Yep, remember the other night at the bar….
JR Freeman: You jumped me in an allyway!
(Camila climbs to the ropes and hits a moonsault to the outside of the ring. It catches Morgan and both girls crash to the floor, the ref starts to count. Exhausted from the match, both girls stay on the floor for a bit. The ref gets to the count of 8 before they start moving. Camila slides into the ring and Morgan does as well before the 9 count. Camila attacks Morgan when she got into the ring, she hits the running knee smash, followed by her Diving Meteroa. She then goes to the top rope and hits the Phoenix down! She goes for the cover.)
1…….
2……..
3!
JR Freeman: She had a good showing with that match.
Alf: A few mistakes but not too bad. People are going to have a hard time with her. She’s fast in that ring but she also doesn’t know how to control herself.
FR Freeman: She won the match, that’s all that matters at the end of the day.
WINNER = CAMILLA RODRIGUEZ
(Out of nowhere the lights kick out in the arena as an acoustic guitar starts strumming and we hear claps matching along with it...it's the disonant sound of "God's Gonna Cut You Down" by Johnny Cash...)
You can run on for a long time...
Run on for a long time...
Run ooooon for a long time...
...but sooner or later God'll cut you down.
(Suddenly BLAZING Pyro blasts from the ring engulfing it in four walls of flame. When they secede...we see the shadowy figure of a man wearing a mask in the ring...)
JR Freeman: Who the Hell!?
"...sooner or later...God'll cut you down..."
(The man grabs the mask and rips it off and it's the sneering visages of the Iceman Levi Russow! The fans go absolutely nuts raising a dual chant of "HOLY SHIT!" and "WELCOME BACK!!")
JR Freeman: HOOOOOLYYYYY SHIT!!! IT'S HIM!!! THE RUMORS WERE TRUE!!!
Alf: I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!!! THE MUSIC! THE SNARL! WHAT DOES THIS MEAN!?
JR Freeman: IT MEANS STAR STORMZ AND DAVID SHANE HAVE SOME ANSWERING TO DO!!! THEIR RECKONING IS HERE!!! THE PATRIARCH OF THE FAMILY...ONE THINGS FOR CERTAIN...THE GODDAMN GAME...JUST CHANGED!
(Levi snaps his fingers and the pros blast again and when the secede again...Levi is nowhere to be seen!!!)
"...sooner or later...God'll cut you down..."
MAIN EVENT
ALEXIS MAKARIOS v STACY O'BRIEN
(The energy is high in the arena. Alexis Makarios is making her way to the ring, when she climbs onto the apron. Her music is cut as “Adrenaline” begins to play. David Shane comes from the back, he hops up onto the apron and whispers to Alexis and the referee before he hops off the apron and joins the announcers table.)
JR Freeman: I wonder what David said to them.
Alf: David was probably wishing his friend good luck.
JR Freeman: See... this is why people are calling favorites towards Alexis. We didn't see David come out and wish anyone else on the roster good luck.
Alf: They are long time friends.
(The bell has sounded, Alexis and Stacy have locked up in the center of the ring. Stacy getting Lexi into a headlock but Let lifts her up and hits her with a backdrop breaking the hold. Lexi rolls over going for the quick pin.)
1..
(Stacy kicks out.)
Alf: And Stacy going for a quick finish.
JR Freeman: It's gonna take a lot more than that to beat Alexis
(Both Woman get back to their feet.)
(Stacy runs into the ropes and comes at Alexis jumping and going to a Hurricarana but Alexis hits her with a sit down powerbomb. Stacy rolls through and dropkicks Alexis in the face. The crowd is cheering the woman on. Stacy runs to the ropes springboarding off the middle rope and hitting a moonsault and going for the pin.)
Alf: Impressive!
1…
2…
(Alexis kicks out, as the crowd starts a “That Was 3” chant.)
Alf: Alexis needs to watch her back there. Stacy almost got her!
David: Alexis knows what she is doing. She isn't going to beaten so easily. Not tonight, not at Destiny.
(Stacy is smiling as she grabs Alexis by her hair and shoulder and gets her up. Stacy wraps her arms around Alexis looking for a Belly to Belly but Alexis blocks her with her feet then slams her with her own Belly to belly. Alexis runs up the ropes and goes for the Down Unda Thunda but Stacy rolls out of the way.)
JR: OUCH! That impact!
Alf: Stacy needs to take advantage and NOW.
(Stacy gets back to her feet and hits Alexis with kick to the side of her face. She then grabs and drags Alexis to the ropes, she climbs to the top and goes for the 450 splash missing Alexis who rolled under the bottom turnbuckle, Stacy hits the mat hard and Alexis is quick to get into the ring and lock in the Aussie Lock.)
David: If she can't' get to the ropes... this is over. I've been in that hold before. It's pretty painful. And Alexis knows exactly how to wrench it to make it even more painful
(Stacy reaches for the ropes but can’t reach and taps. The bell sounds and Alexis lets the hold go.)
Alf: And there it is.
David: A well fought match.
JR: I must say, Stacy is pretty impressive for a rookie.
(Alexis has her hand Raised, before she looked back to see Stacy standing in the corner coughing from the hold. Alexis walked over and Raised the kids arm to the fans cheering.)
David: Look at that sportsmanship. Now, I take my leave so that you guys can enjoy the Ryland Report after this short commercial break.
WINNER = ALEXIS MAKARIOS
(We come back from commercial with Jake Ryland in the ring with Alexis, and a shot over to the commentators desk to see David has made his way backstage.)
Jake Ryland: Hello, and welcome to the first ever LIVE Ryland Report!
(The fans cheer.)
Jake Ryland: Of course one of my guests is already in the ring with me, fresh off her victory here tonight. Ladies and gentlemen, give it up for Alexis Makarios!
(The fans cheer, as Alexis gives them a wave.)
Jake Ryland: Congrats on the win.
Alexis Makarios: Thanks!
Jake Ryland: Now before we get to my other guest, I wanted to get your thoughts on being a part of the main event of the PWS-APEX return to ppv, with the quite possibly most hallowed name in PWS history, Destiny?
Alexis Makarios: It’s amazing. To be a part of something this big, this meaningful, to so many people… I can’t even describe it. Back in the PWSi days, women like me didn’t really get much chance to shine at Destiny, we got overshadowed by the fact that there were 2 rosters and several titles to defend. So to sit here, 5 years later, and be able to fight in the Main Event on the show… it’s very humbling. Really makes one realize how far you can come if you are passionate and hesitant.
Jake Ryland: So true. I know we will all be looking forward to the match, but let’s go ahead and bring out my other guest, and one of the other competitors in that main event, Daniel Russow!
(The fans give a mixed reaction of cheers and boos as “Centuries” by Fall Out Boy begins to play on the sound system and Daniel Russow walks out onto the stage with a scowl on his face. He has a microphone in hand as he starts talking on his way to the ring.)
Daniel Russow: You are so full of shit.
Alexis Makarios: Excuse me?
Daniel Russow: You come out here trying to act all humble and shit like you’re soooooo grateful for this opportunity you’ve been handed, lets not forget the damn owner of the friggin company personally picked you as the favorite. All the while stroking that over-inflated ego of your’s.
Alexis Makarios: I got this opportunity EXACTLY the same way you did! It has NOTHING to do with my friendship with David. He is rooting for me to win… that is DIFFERENT from handing me title shots. So if you say I don’t deserve to be in this match… well then YOU don’t deserve it either!
(Daniel has made it to the ring by now.)
Daniel Russow: Listen toots, mind if I call you that?
Alexis Makarios: Even if I say no, you are still gonna do it anyways.
Daniel Russow: Nah, I can always go with another…,there’s always homewrecker.
(Daniel gives a smirk. Alexis crosses her arms and lets out a frustrated sigh)
Alexis Makarios: Just get to the point, why don’t ya?
Daniel Russow: The point is, it doesn’t matter who is backing you at Destiny. I am walking out with the World Title, and before you get your panties all in a wad saying women never got the chance to shine back in the old days, how about ya go ask Laura Phoenix and Trisha Lee Moore about that? I mean personally, I think they did quite well for themselves. Mayyyyyybe the reason YOU didn’t get the same opportunities is cause the management then knew what David Shane hadn’t learned yet, that you’re not worth the hype.
(The fans boo at Daniel’s comments.)
Alexis Makarios: Laura and Trisha were the exception to the rule and you and I both know that! I look up to both of those women and I strive to hit the heights they have in their careers. That’s not the point I am trying to make here. As much as I love Star, back in the old days with the gender limits, it was hard to get into the spotlight as a woman if you weren’t them. You work hard, and it was still not enough. But in other companies I was able to flourish… WITHOUT a friend of mine being management. So your theory is flawed. As much as I admire Trisha and Laura… there is one major difference between us. When PWS shut down, they took time off. They got to enjoy the fruits of their labors. I kept going. Kept fighting. It’s really hard to get to this level in this business as a woman. And you standing there and accusing me of getting here simply because I am good friends with management is demeaning and I won’t stand for it! How about you? Coasting by on your last name? Do you really think these fans would give two shits about you if your last name wasn’t Russow?
Daniel Russow: You forget the first part of my career and when I was breaking out in PWS no one knew who I was. My brothers didn’t know my name, so if you wanna try to stand there that I am nothing without my name then -bleep- you very much.
Jake Ryland: Iiiiiiiiii’d like to remind everyone this show isn’t NC-17….
Daniel Russow: Whatever. Fine, I don’t need my last name to make a name for myself, but it’s not my fault it is the single most infamous last name in PWS history.
Alexis Makarios: Then how about you stop letting Levi fight your battles for you? I seem to recall him being the very first one to jump on the bandwagon of “let's’ hate on David because he admitted he wanted someone other than my baby brother to win the world title match… doom on him” on Twitter.
(Before Daniel can respond, “Up Up and Away” begins to play over the sound system and Jennifer Carpenter-Lopez comes out into the stage. She too has a microphone in hand.)
Jennifer Carpenter-Lopez: Would you two stop!? Seriously, what is it with the both of you? Have you completely forgotten, or do you just not care that there’s other people in this match? It’s not just you two, no matter how hard you, or management, may try to make it look that way.
Daniel Russow: please, you deserve to be in the match just as much as homewrecker here, but you might as well be an afterthought with her being the hand-picked favorite and me being the obvious guy they DON’T want.
Jennifer Carpenter-Lopez: If you think I’m going to be okay with being an afterthought, you are sadly mistaken. Mike and I deserve to be in this match JUST as much as the two of you!
(Just then, almost as if on cue, “Welcome to the Family” by Avenged Sevenfold begins to play, and Jennifer turns around, expecting Michael O’Neil to come out on stage behind her. After a few moments, we hear Michael’s voice.)
Michael O’Neil: Hey….guys...up here!
(The camera pans up in the crowd, where we find Michael O’Neil standing amongst the fans.)
Michael O’Neil: Sorry, Just figured since my name was being said, might as well come out here. And yeah, Jenn is right. You two aren’t the only ones in this match.
Alexis Makarios: If the two of you have problems with how things are going, we are here in the ring.
Michael O’Neil: Yeah I’m not stupid. I’m perfectly fine right here with these amazing fans!
(The fans cheer.)
Daniel Russow: Oh don’t pander dude. You’re better than that.
Michael O’Neil: And Just who are you to tell me what I’m better than? Who, Daniel, are you?
Jennifer Carpenter-Lopez: If you two are finished with your dick measuring contest, I’m not coming down to the ring because we all know what’s going to happen if Mike and I do, and another pull apart brawl is going to happen. And I’m sorry but I don’t feel like being “accidentally” groped again!
Daniel Russow: Yeah, we wouldn't want to have that again...who’s to say ole homewrecker and I don’t come out there to the two of you?
Alexis Makarios: If you call me homewrecker one…more...time…
Daniel Russow: you’ll do what? Go cry to Shane?
(Without warning, Alexis clocks Daniel with a vicious right hand! Jake quickly gets out of the ring, as Daniel stumbles back, with Alexis shouting at him.)
Alexis Makarios: -bleep-ING ASSHOLE!
(Daniel turns back to Alexis, with a smirk on his face. The smirk vanished instantly, as Dan lays Alexis out flat with a right hand of his own, clocking her right in the jaw. Security rushes the ring as Alexis falls to the mat. The fans boo as we cut to Mike, who just throws his hands up and walks off, before we cut to Jenn, who is shaking her head. We cut to our final shot of Daniel standing over a fallen Alexis, as JR Freeman signs is off.)
JR Freeman: What a volatile situation! I’m sure there is going to be repercussions for Daniel Russow when we are live in Boston two weeks from tonight. Don’t miss it as it is the final show before Destiny! For Alf and all of us, thank you for joining us tonight! See you in Boston!
(The show goes off the air.)