Post by Laura Phoenix - HBIC on Aug 5, 2020 1:12:48 GMT -5
'I TOLD YOU SO'[/center]
(The cameras open from the opening video where we see Heather Haze stood in the middle of the ring looking all smiles and sultry and caked with heavy makeup to cover up the war wounds from Destiny while wearing a raunchy strapless back red fishnet mini dress and heels with the Collateral Damage Championship belt proudly draped on her shoulder. The ring looks all jazzed up in bright pink/purple colors with a plush leather love sofa with cushy pillows that reads' The Talk Dirty Show with Heather Haze'.
Heather waits for the catcalls and whistles to die down before bringing the microphone to her glossy lips.)
Heather Haze: Women and Men everywhere...I graciously welcome you all to be a part of what will be most exacting talked-about-must -see-televised show featuring me, your gracious, curvaceous, bodacious, oh so divinely sexy-liscious wrestling superstar and party host and lover of every kind there is: Heather Haze!
(The fans let out a monstrous pop over Heather's rhymes as she puts her finger to her bottom lip, smiling seductively.)
Heather Haze: So Destiny has come and gone as we all witnessed the crowning of new champions and also saw my crowning achievement where I went on to retain MY CD championship belt by defying and overcoming all the odds that were stacked against me.
(Heather rolls her eyes.)
Heather Haze: And I wouldn't have been in that awful hot mess if it weren't for Laura Phoenix coercing and forcing me to unfairly put my belt up for grabs against a bunch of sick, demented Waco's who clearly belong nowhere inside a ring but in a mental institution!
(Heather pouts , but then she smiles almost tenderly.)
Heather Haze: But fortunately I am the forgiving type. Which is why, it gives me an absolute joy to bring my first guest onto my show so I can not just take this opportunity to gloat, but clear-the-air and get a ‘heartfelt’ congratulations from the self-proclaimed bitch boss herself. So with that in mind. Laura dear, please DO come on out here. Don't be shy, now.
(Heather waits for Laura's arrival as she smacks the gum between her glossy lips, looking all smug and cocky like. Rev Theory’s “Hell Yeah” begins to play as Laura Phoenix steps on stage with a smile on her face and strolls down to the ring. She steps in and glances at Heather for a moment.)
Laura Phoenix: Well, hello there Ms. Haze.
(Heather makes a face but then smiles sarcastically, even going as far to applaud Laura.)
Heather Haze: I’m so glad you could make it to my show, Laura. Is it okay if I call you, Laura?
Laura Phoenix: I prefer it. And uhhh, real quick, it’s “Head Bitch in Charge” but that’s alright. Accidents do happen.
Heather Haze: Heh..funny that you should mention accidents because it wasn’t by ‘accident’ that I won my match and retained my CD championship gold when you made every attempt to assassinate my reign by making me compete unfairly against a pack of wild animals.
(Laura smirks for a moment.)
Laura Phoenix: Well actually what I did was I made you, your title and your reign perhaps one of the hottest commodities in PWS. You may be pissed off at me now, but when you stop and look back at it, you had some amazing talent thrown your way. Your predecessor, our current World Champion, Mack McKane went through practically the same situation and look where he is now.
(Heather quickly interrupts.)
Heather Haze: Actually, if I may cut you off for a sec. Mack issued an open challenge to the entire APEX PWS roster which even included those loser developmental twirps..well he did throw a challenge to those Sin City dweebs as an open invite but none of them had the balls to ever show up. Whereas you went all the way to actually dig up some really demented freaks from different parts of the world. Hell, you even went onto Discord, Twitter to make sure that I LOSE this belt, because you can’t stand the fact that I am champion...because the way I see it...you don’t like me very much, do you? After all, I don’t fit into your criteria of a APEX PWS superstar, init?
(Laura stands there for a moment, scratching her head.)
Laura Phoenix: Now, Ms. Haze...I never said that. So please, don’t go putting words into my mouth. In fact, as we enter into this whole new...well...basically it’s a whole new season, a whole new year, hell it’s a whole new era of PWS, we have more than taken on our fair share of different people from all walks of life. You are indeed a very unique individual with a penchant for proving a lot of people wrong. I told you once already, I see some very eerily similarities with you. But this chip on your shoulder? ....thinking the whole damn world is against you? Be mad at me all you want. But don’t think I don’t like you.
(Heather shakes her head and giggles a bit.)
Heather Haze: We can go on all night trying to sweet talk each other but the fact is I don’t really buy all this act that you got going. I know deep down you are vindictive and vicious. Heck, you don’t think all of this is a coincidence that you put me in a match against my will just cause I broke your daughter’s nose? Or the fact that I made light of Mattie’s kidnapping? Or insulting Alanah’s Irish heritage..
(Laura steps up a little closer to Heather and holds her gentle smile though her eyes tell a different tale.)
Laura Phoenix: No, see...my vicious and vindictive streak ends when I have to run this place. Those girls are more than capable of taking care of themselves. I think it pisses you off that you have been attempting to goad me into a fight, only to find that the buttons you push have long been worn out. I’ve been there, I’ve done that. That’s why I am THE boss. Be mad at me all you want Heather, you aren’t going to get a fight out of me.
(Heather looks at Laura and smiles a little.)
Heather Haze: Cute. So you don’t want to fight? Well I didn’t bring you out here to fight. I actually bought you out here for an apology. I mean you said it yourself that ‘you like me’. So I don’t think it would kill you to actually say the words, ‘I am sorry, Heather’ for all the mean stuff that you put me through for the past six months?
Laura Phoenix: Really? That’s what you want from me? Alright, let’s see here. Heather, I’m sorry.
(Heather looks honestly shocked for a moment before Laura holds up her hand.)
Laura Phoenix: I’m sorry that I made your championship reign stronger than ever. I’m sorry that you seem to forget that being the Collateral Damage Champion means that your life is one fucking nightmare after another, but you still managed to come out on top of it, looking ever so pretty. I’m sorry that I decided to push you to make you one of the pillars that PWS: Apex is founded on. I’m sorry that you can’t seem to get over the fact that you forget what the CD Title is about.
(Laura’s eyes are practically blazing at this moment.)
Laura Phoenix: Look, you are talking to someone that has been put through the trials of hell itself. Including but not limited to having a building set on fire around her while locked inside, things like Elimination Incarceration matches that you wouldn’t even know what to do with. I have looked the devil in the eye and spit in his face all for the honor of my family and 10 pounds of gold. I’m sorry for trying to push you to be that much fucking better. So either, you accept my apology, step off and move on...or…
Heather Haze: Or what? You make me compete in more useless deathmatch matches, where I get to bleed like a stuck pig and put my body on the line for all these idiots out there and their enjoyment?
(Heather points to the small fans in attendance that are behind the plexi glass as they boo her.)
Heather Haze: You want me to see me getting killed in the ring night after night just so you can make money off my blood and my tears to keep this company running for god knows how long? I am sick and tired of being a guinea pig for all these deathmatches. I AM A FUCKING WRESTLER! NOT SOME GODDAMN CARNY. Would you put your own daughter’s life at stake with her doing all these crazy matches night after night, hmmm? You’re not trying to push me to make me better because I know I am that damn good. I know what I need to do in the ring in order to survive. All you want to do is make me into you…
Laura Phoenix: Actually, as someone who paved the path you are walking with golden bricks...I’m pushing you, I’m pushing Bella, I’m pushing Alanah...ANY WOMAN in PWS to be BETTER than me. I’m also pushing the men. Did the match go above and beyond? Yeah, it did. So...what the hell do you want from me Heather? I’ve already apologized. I’m not going to redefine what the Collateral Damage is.
(Heather ponders for a bit over what Laura says.)
Heather Haze: You’re right...You were gracious enough to come out here and apologize to me…, which I do accept...even if I don’t believe it was a sincere one, but I can’t fault you on that because obviously you’re a busy woman running this fortune 500 company of yours with your co-partner, Levi. And since you are the boss everything has to go by you and your ‘preferences’ And since you don’t wanna redefine what the Collateral Damage is then I will redefine it by completely putting a stop to deathmatches and hereby making it oficially a championship belt defending it without hardcore rules. How’d you like that?
(Laura laughs out loud.)
Laura Phoenix: Uhhh, I’d love to see you go to the back and actually try and get that through my partner in crime. You don’t have that power. I mean...you can TRY, but we all know how that’s gonna go. Not only are you gonna get the same reaction I just had from Levi, he’ll do it in your face. Look, we can go round and round on this. But let me promise you one thing...later tonight, I have a huge announcement coming that is going to start setting the path to our next PPV, Dishonored. You’ll wanna keep your ears wide open.
(Heather looks more than mad as she steps up to Laura’s face.)
Heather Haze: Nuh-uh. You’re SO not gonna put me in a deathmatch or I swear...
(Laura steps back and smiles and before she answers she just drops the mic and walks away. Her music plays and she waves from the aisle as Heather just stands there looking angrier by the minute when suddenly,
THWACK!
A LOUD smack to the head as Heather goes down like a ton of bricks with T-Rexi standing over her, roaring loudly with a Singapore cane in it's hand.)
JR Freeman: What in the?
Alfonso Banks: I thought we saw the last of it...I thought Levi was actually joking but...
JR Freeman: Apparently T-Rexi is making it’s intentions known! But what about this huge announcement that Laura was talking about?
Alfonso Banks: I guess we’re gonna find out later tonight.
Dawn Warren vs. Miss Puppies
DING DING DING
(The match starts and the two sizing each other up in the middle of the ring. Miss Puppies towers over her by about 9 inches, and just crosses her arms. Dawn looks determined as she motioned for a lock up. Miss Puppies chuckled a little and patted Dawn on the head. This angered Dawn, and she shoved Puppies. Puppies looks annoyed and pushes back, using her size to knock Dawn off her feet.)
(The match continues for several minutes, mostly of Miss Puppies using her size to her advantage. Dawn fights back using her speed to wear down Puppies. After a while, Puppies is showing significant signs of exhaustion. Dawn takes advantage of this and hits a "With Great Power" on Miss Puppies and goes for the pin.)
1...KICKOUT!
(Before Puppies can get up, Dawn takes her down with a "Comes Great Responsibility", she goes for the pin, but Puppies slides out of the ring. Dawn slides out and the two of them fight outside the ring.)
1...2...3...
(Neither is paying attention to the referee's count as Dawn tackes Puppies through the barricade.)
4...5...6...
(They continue to fight back and forth.)
7...8...
(Dawn realizes the count and jumps up, trying to rush the ring to break the count.)
9...
(Miss Puppies grabbed her foot and tripped her.)
10...
DING DING DING!!!
Meg: This match has been deemed a no contest due to a double count out
Winner - No Contest
(MZ HYDE by Halestorm hits as Alexis comes out from the back. The crowd responds in a mixture of boo’s and cheers. Alexis walks her way down to the ring, with a smirk on her face. Alexis climbs in the ring and is handed a mic from a stagehand. She waits for a moment before raising the mic to her lips.)
Alexis Makarios: Ya know… in my interview for Destiny… I discovered a fun little tidbit about a certain little “PWS’s Sweetheart”. And of course, because I “targeted” this little “angel” I became a target myself. Because let’s face it… that is how the Russow clan works. So I decided to come out here and make myself perfectly clear.
(She paused for a moment as the crowd boo’d)
Alexis Makarios: See, I meant every single word I said. I don’t regret even one syllable of it. Miss Alanah O’Connell is a very… VERY… protected commodity here within PWS:APEX. Let’s face facts. She held that title for so long, and rarely defended it. Yet everyone jumped down MY throat about how often I defended the World Title while I held it. And the absolute second that I bring up the favorites being played and it shows that the Russow clan is showing favorites… it’s not acceptable. Talk about the pot calling the kettle black. Laura shoots back saying she is immunocompromised and needed to be safe. Ok, I would get that and agree had she not BEEN WRESTLING IN NON TITLE MATCHES ON RIOT through the entire time! So please… TRY AGAIN! And of course… you call out one member of the Russow clan, and they all jump you. Gang mentality at it’s finest.
(The crowd boo’s became louder)
Alexis Makarios: If you ask me, Alanah deserved to lose that title. She is only a big name around here because she is dating Jack Russow and is associated to that family. And the funniest part is… through that whole thing… not once did she step in to defend herself. But Jack and Laura sure were able to pop in. As per the usual. She is just too “nice” of a person to fight back. She’s nothing more than Laura’s little “good girl”, her little pet.
(But before Alexis could say anything else, “Something New” hits the speakers and the crowd erupts into cheers as a very livid-looking Alanah O’Connell storms the stage, making a beeline straight for the ring. She climbs the steps and immediately steps up to Alexis, staring her dead in the eyes as her music fades away. After a few tense moments, Alanah finally moves to the side to get her own microphone and she raises it up to begin speaking.)
Alanah O’Connell: You have something to say to me? Why don’t you say it right to my face, instead of hiding on Twitter like a bloody coward?
(Alexis chuckled a little)
Alexis Makarios: Oh, honey, there was absolutely no hiding. Everything I said on Twitter I will GLADLY say to your face. You… were a horrible United Champion. A disgrace to the title, this company, hell this business. You latched onto the coattails of your little boy toy and skyrocketed into management’s good graces. You are nothing more than a brown nosed, blood sucking, little leech with a pretty face who bats her eyelashes whenever she wants something. For … shame …
(Alanah’s fists were shaking with rage, and it looked like she was ready to slap Alexis, but she was able to hold her temper as she raised the microphone to speak again.)
Alanah O’Connell: How. Dare. You.
(The crowd gave a collective gasp, but then immediately quieted down to hear what the Irishwoman had to say.)
Alanah O’Connell: How dare you think that I haven’t had to bust my arse to get to where I am? I have had to work twice as hard just to get to where I am because of people like you! You think you’re the first person to accuse me of that?
Alexis Makarios: Well… if the shoe fits. See, I had you pegged from day 1. I know your type. You come in some place and flash that goody goody smile, bat those extra long eyelashes, and use that accent to melt the guys into a puddle that you can use to advance your career. And that’s exactly what you did. You are just the Irish Sweetheart, aren’t you? Just gonna stand there and take it, then go backstage and have a good cry because the “big girls” said some mean things to you? Or are you actually gonna defend yourself? I haven’t heard you say a single thing about your title reign. Is that something you are actually proud of? On average a defense every 4 months? And you were perfectly happy to sit back and allow Laura and the others to pander to you and let you just rack up the days on your reign without having to do anything to earn it?
(At first, Alanah’s face is twisted into a look of pure hatred, but then it changes into a smug look as she gets a little grin on her face.)
Alanah O’Connell: Well, I didn’t see you stepping up to challenge me during that time, did you? Why is that, exactly? Maybe because you were too scared, and you knew that I’d put you down in a heartbeat without even breaking a sweat. You know...like my brother did.
(Alexis’ jaw dropped and without hesitation she slapped Alanah right across the face. The crowd gasped as Alanah was taken aback, her hand on her cheek.)
Alexis Makarios: YOU … BITCH! Don’t you think I would have GLADLY taken a shot at your belt… but your little best friend was already in contention for it and you and I both know that Laura would NOT have let me cut her DAUGHTER in line!
(She looked at Alanah, who was still in shock of the slap that Alexis had connected with moments earlier. Alexis’s face changed from anger to a smug smirk.)
Alexis Makarios: And you know, I know I can stand here and say whatever the fuck I want to you… and you will do nothing but stand here and take it. You know how I know this? Because you are just too big of a goody two shoes… too much of a good girl… you won’t fight back. Hell, I’d even give you a free shot… if I thought you’d take it. But I know what you would do. I’d give you a free shot…
(Alexis leaned in and pointed to her cheek)
Alexis Makarios: But I know you won’t do shit about it because you don’t have your little Jack out here to fight your battle for you. Or Levi. Or Laura. Or Bella. You have NO ONE out here to fight your battle for you. So you are going to just stand there… and take every single word I have to say… because that is what you are. A Good Girl who wants to avoid confrontation so she can go run to her little protector and have THEM fight her for her. Just like a pathetic little girl.
(There’s a tense moment where Alanah and Alexis are just glaring at each other...but without warning Alanah rears back and absolutely wallops Alexis right across the face! The crowd lets out a huge cheer as Alexis staggers back to the corner, her hand flying up to her reddened cheek. She immediately got back out of the corner, looking absolutely furious, but Alanah had already exited the ring and was heading up the ramp. When she got to the top and was on the stage, she turned around to level a heated glare towards Alexis before she turned back around to exit the arena. Alexis, full of anger at this point, chucks her mic up towards the ramp as the show cuts to a commercial)
Naya Donato vs. Montgomery Creed vs. Morgan Baker
It was a whirlwind, back and forth contest between these three hungry newcomers trading immense amounts of offense starting with Morgan Baker hitting a big flying forearm on Montgomery Creed that was met with little success as he’s just too big. But continue on the action really picked up, seeing Naya Donato hit a massive shining wizard on Montgomery Creed after he hit Morgan Baker with a NASTY Pumphandle Slam which saw the massive Rebel kick out at two as the two fresher upstarts of PWS: Apex begin to absolutely pummel each other with the massive Creed getting the upper hand and flooring Donato with a vicious double claw chokeslam! But to everyone’s surprise, it’s Donato kicking out at two! Creed then sluggishly picked her up but she stomped on his foot to buy her some time. As she’s sizing him up we see Morgan Baker peeking up from the outside. Donato dashes towards him looking for a big tilt-a-whirl headscissors takedown but the much bigger Creed halts her progress in mid-air and pops her onto his shoulder with a fierce intensity flashing across his face. Creed hits Donato with the Rebelution! But as he’s laying on her for the pin, suddenly Morgan Baker FLIES out of nowhere with a massive Halestorm! A keepsake handed down to her by Audrey James and the newest member of the PWS Hall of Fame, Cameron Russow! She pushes with all her might, keeping her legs pumping as she FINALLY pushes Creed out of the ring and she dives onto Donato!
1!
2!
3!
WINNER BY PINFALL: MORGAN BAKER!
(The scene opens up in the office of Laura Phoenix, who is seated at her desk staring at her laptop and surrounded by piles of paperwork. A knock at her door sounds, but she doesn’t even glance up from the screen as she calls out.)
Laura Phoenix: Come in!
(The door opens up, and Laura finally looks up from her screen as a puzzled look comes across her face. She immediately rises from her chair and walks around her desk to greet the two unknown men that have just walked in. One is a tall, broad-shouldered blonde man with hard eyes and a somewhat gruff expression on his face. The other is more approachable, with dark brown eyes and hair to match, though it has some grey at the temples. She raises an eyebrow at them as they both approach her.)
Laura Phoenix: Can I help you, gentlemen?
(The blonde man is first to speak, in a voice fitting his somewhat brusque manner.)
Man: I believe I can be of more help to you, Ms. Phoenix. My name is Harrison Jacobs.
(Laura’s eye twitched faintly, but to her credit she stayed silent as he continued to speak. He, however, picked up on the rising tension and held up his hands towards her.)
Harrison Jacobs: I can understand your aggression towards me, but I felt it was necessary to come here in person to help clarify a few things. As I understand it, my son Everett managed to pull the wool over a lot of people’s eyes with this little stunt of his. The way he explained it to me led me to believe that he would be nothing more than a casual observer in the company, only here to ensure that the considerable investment I made would be put to good use. But from what my friend here has informed me...that clearly was not the case.
(He gestured to the other man, who stepped forward to offer his hand to Laura.)
Man: Charles Cormier.
(Laura’s eyes widened in recognition as she shook his hand.)
Laura Phoenix: Mattie’s father. Let me just say, I am so sorry for everything that happened to her. We all love Mattie here and will be glad to have her back in our ranks.
Charles Cormier: Oh, I have no doubts in my mind that she is raring to get back into the thick of things. But just to be clear, you have nothing to apologize for.
Harrison Jacobs: Yes. That is something my son will need to answer for, along with his gross misuse of my corporate name for his own personal games. But that’s another reason why I wanted to meet with you in person, Ms. Phoenix. See, I have some thoughts as to how my son can...apologize for his abhorrent behaviour over all these months.
(Laura’s face took on a look of interest, as she folded her arms across her chest.)
Laura Phoenix: Go on…
(But just as they started to talk, the scene then faded out to black.)
Alexander King vs. Sierra Williams
It was a barn-burner for the ages as the ever vicious Sierra Williams squared off with the savoir-faire Blackhand of Wrestling himself, Alexander King! The match started with King seemingly trying to talk down to Sierra calling her “sweetheart” and telling her she didn’t want the fight to which Sierra...in true Sierra fashion...responded, not by slapping him in the face, but rearing back and decking him with the hardest haymaker we’ve seen in awhile! After King, holding his jaw, laughed it off the two started throwing vicious bombs at each other until King backed Sierra into the ropes and shot her off looking for a QUICK Locked And Loaded superman punch which Sierra gracefully front tucked and rolled out of the way of answering with a snap Ode To Mexico hurricanrana sending King sliding to the outside as he slapped the apron angrily trying to reset. As he arrogantly turned his back on Sierra he turned around just in time for her to connect with a BEAUTIFUL hesitation dropkick THROUGH the second and third ropes! King staggers back but when Sierra goes to grab him to throw him back in the ring, King catches her off guard and actually CONNECTS with his Mission Complete spear! He screams in celebration then picks Sierra up, tossing her into the ring and it looks like it’s all over for her…
...but this ain’t Sierra’s first rodeo.
She knew she would be down for the count and so when King threw her in the ring she wisely kept rolling until she made it back outside the ring on the opposite side. King shows a bit of frustration as he stalks over and picks Sierra up rolling her back in again but by this time, Sierra has all her faculties about her and when King rolls in and stalks her to capitalize he’s met with a STIFF snap sidekick square to the jaw! King staggers back into the ropes but when he rebounds, he looks for a quick Mission Complete again! But Sierra BARELY ducks out of the way! King lands with his throat draped on the middle rope as Sierra runs towards the ropes and when she gets to them she grabs them and slingshots herself over, back kicking King in the face! King falls backwards holding his throat and his face as Sierra climbs the top turnbuckle and looks for the Air Canada moonsault…but NARROWLY misses as King rolls out of the way! King screams for the end as he grabs Sierra and he hoists her up onto his shoulders looking for the game ending sitout inverted front powerslam he appropriately calls “The Finale” but to his surprise...Sierra rolls sideways out of it and coming down gripping his head in perfect position to hit her OWN patented Calgary Cutter rolling cutter catching King by surprise!
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2!
3!
WINNER BY PINFALL - SIERRA WILLIAMS!
(The screen in the arena lights up as we see Laura Phoenix standing there with a smile on her face.)
Laura Phoenix: Hello everyone! Earlier tonight I promised a huge announcement that is going to set the path for our next big event, Dishonored. Now, as we are coming off the heels of what an amazing event that was Destiny, we have a lot of open questions and unanswered details of who the number one contenders are to our PWS Collateral Damage, United and World Titles.
(She takes a deep breath and sits back for a moment.)
Laura Phoenix: I gotta give credit where credit is due, thanks to the brain of Levi Russow we have come up with a very amazing opportunity for the entire PWS Roster. Beginning next Riot we will have qualifying matches that will send the winners to a Elimination Style Match. In THAT match the winner will head into Dishonored to face the PWS World Champion, Mack McKane. BUT that’s not all. The first runner up, will receive a shot at the United Champion, Bella Madison and the second runner up, will head in to Dishonored to take on Heather Haze for the Collateral Damage championship.
JR Freeman: Interesting concept.
Laura Phoenix: We will be making the announcement in the coming days that will announce the participants of the qualifiers and maybe give you a sneak peak into the upcoming Riot. We’d like to wish everyone the best of luck and thank you for your patience.
Kazimir Moskovitz vs. Cleo Phillips
JR Freeman: What a whirlwind of action we’ve seen tonight fans but now it’s time for maybe one of the most intriguing match-ups we’ve ever seen.
Alfonso Banks: I mean we got our first look at both of these competitors in the Collateral Damage Open Challenge at Destiny, both of them making a HUGE impact but ultimately, both of them coming up JUST short.
JR Freeman: And it was actually Kazimir Moskovitz who would get the elimination of Cleo Phillips which, I gotta believe is what brought us here today after she told him on Twitter it “won’t be so easy” in a one on one setting!
Alfonso Banks: ...JR you use Twitter!?
JR Freeman: I’m hip to the jive these fat cats are layin’ down!
Alfonso Banks: ...don’t you EVER...say that again.
JR Freeman: Regardless Alf, this match-up is bound to have something for everyone because I can’t think of two other people that are as different from each other as these two! On one hand, you have “The Body Snatcher” Cleo Phillips...the tough-as-nails street urchin from the mean streets of The Bronx in New York, who’d just as soon pop you in the mouth as say hello to you. Facing off against the Soviet Psychopath...the unknown oddity that is Kazimir Moskovitz and partner...all we know is, he’s on a mission to find his sister...he’s a veteran of the Russian military via conscription...and he’s the most unstable competitor we’ve seen since...well...I’ll just say it, since PWS World Heavyweight Champion, Mack McKane.
Alfonso Banks: Kazimir Moskovitz makes my blood run cold, don’t forget partner...he brought out an ACTUAL bed of nails in that Collateral Damage open!
You see them goons down there?
You don't wanna go that way.
I'm gonna put the gold in my mouth.
I'm gonna put the pole to ya' face
All of these racks on me? I'm gonna put em in my bank.
I be going in my bag, they be goin' M.I.A.
(As the beat for "MIA" kicks in, the stage lights up with flashing lights, Cleo Phillips walks out on the stage, and poses arrogantly for the crowd at the top of the stage, continuing to taunt them as she heads down the ramp and rolls into the ring, where she continues to taunt and pose arrogantly, before miming firing a shotgun in tune with her pyro.)
JR Freeman: Well if ever there was anyone to be completely unfazed by the seeming “instability” of Moskovitz, it’s this young lady right here!
Alfonso Banks: She looks as though she couldn’t care less and partner, I kinda love it!
9The lights kick out in the arena as we hear soft, sad violins begin to play as the arena starts to glow a royal purple hue until the beat of "Clubbed To Death" by Rob Dougan drops and a spotlight shines down on the stage where Kazimir Moskovitz stands completely tensed looking straight up into the light...he slowly lowers his head as he's showered with boo's from the few PWS faithful in attendance.)
JR Freeman: And it’s hard to tell who these fans are going to support during this match, neither one has really endeared themselves with the PWS faithful but I guess we’ll just have to see how this one plays out!
(With the biggest, fakest smile he can muster he swaggers to the ring, up the stairs, and whips himself through the ropes walking over and climbing the turnbuckle reaching both hands to the sky screaming as he slowly lowers them to his sides before jumping off...coming face to face with Phillips who won’t back down a single centimeter. Both back up to their corner and take off their vests as Cleo shakes her body loose and Kazi kneels in the corner sadistically laughing at her behind his creepy red contacts.)
DING!
(Kazimir takes off towards Cleo like a shot out of a gun and dives for her legs but she hops out of the way taking a fielder’s stance and telling him to bring a better game than that as Kazi sneers at her and stalks forward as they both hit a collar-elbow tie up, fighting for control until Cleo forces Kazimir into a side headlock. Kazimir backs her into the ropes and shoots her off as she bounds into the ropes only to have to jump over Kazimir on two rebounds until his shoulder charges her on the third. He bounds into the ropes and this time it’s CLEO’s turn to do the leapfrogging until she rears back and absolutely bitch slaps the taste out of his mouth on the third one! Kazimir’s head whips around and he grabs his cheek as the “hood” in Cleo starts to come out and she starts pointing a finger and screaming at him until Kazimir slowly turns his head back to her and she sees he’s laughing. This does nothing but anger Cleo and she tries to bitch slap him again but he catches her wrist!)
JR Freeman: No no no NO NO NO NO NO!!!!
Alfonso Banks: DON’T DO IT!!!
(Kazimir takes her hand in a pressure point hold which brings her to her knees in agony as he makes SURE to look her right in the eyes as he takes her middle and ring fingers...and VICIOUSLY tries to dislocate them in a sickening finger snap that echoes throughout the arena! Cleo grabs her hand and screams in pain as Kazimir starts laughing and the fans in attendance start booing him out of the arena! Cleo seems to get everything back in order just as Kazimir is lifting her back to her feet by her hair as she thrusts double fists into his stomach, hits a huge bicycle knee to his chin which staggers him back into the ropes, and she hits her signature New York Minute discus forearm on his way back! Kazimir collapses as Cleo falls into the count!)
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KICKOUT!
(Cleo sits up still massaging her hand with a perturbed look on her face as she spins around on her bottom grabbing his arm and INSTANTLY locking in The Lockup!)
JR Freeman: BRILLIANT strategy by Cleo Phillips here to not give Kazimir Moskovitz a single moment of rest!
Alfonso Banks: She could have him right here!
(Kazimir groans in agony as she wrenches it in but he’s just way bigger than her as he manages to reach his other arm over clasping his hands together which allows him to roll onto his side to alleviate the pressure, as he deadlifts her into the air and smashes her down in a vicious sitout powerbomb!)
JR Freeman: OH...MIOS...DIOS!!!
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Thr-KICKOUT!!!
(Kazimir collapses as Cleo is forced to let go of his arm, both competitors are starting to feel the effects of this match as it takes both of them a bit to make it back to their feet and even when they do, both of them are still hunched over, gasping for air. Cleo strikes first as she straight pimp slap uppercuts Kazimir sending his head reeling back causing him to fall into the ropes and rebounding with a hard forearm across her back which drops her to one knee as he picks her up to a standing position as he bounds back into the ropes and fires off looking for a huge bicycle knee which Cleo drops out of the way of as she pops back up hitting a huge roundhouse kick dropping Kazimir again! For good measure to try and seal the deal she fires off and a-Way We Go, looking for the big cartwheel knee drop! She crashes down squarely in the middle of Kazimir’s chest and for good measure, stays there sitting on his shoulders!)
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THRE-BARELY A KICKOUT!!!
(This time Cleo starts pounding the mat absolutely livid, popping up to shout at the referee.)
JR Freeman: Cleo Phillips has looked OUTSTANDING in this match, partner! But she cannot give Kazimir a single moment's rest!
Alfonso Banks: I agree, JR. If there’s one person you don’t wanna turn your back on it’s the Soviet Psychopath!
(While Cleo has her back to him, Kazimir suddenly kips up! He creeps up behind her and locks her head looking for his In Dreams skull end style dragon sleeper but as he hooks her head, the flexible Cleo pops a knee up cracking him in the face! Kazimir bounds back into the ropes as Cleo turns around just in time to bend out of the way of a hard clothesline but as Kazimir misses he continues running towards the ropes flipping himself through them 619 style and connecting with The Grace of Angels rolling lariat JUST as she turns around! He rolls over!)
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KICKOUT WITH AUTHORITY!
(Now it’s Kazimir’s turn to be upset as he punches the ground with alternating fists repeatedly popping up and simply roaring at the referee! He throws himself against the turnbuckle pounding his head against it as he turns around, dropping down into a kneeling stance with an arm outstretched screaming with all the intensity in the world for Cleo to get up!)
JR Freeman: MOSKOVITZ IS LOOKING FOR THE RIGHT OF CONSCRIPTION!!!
Alfonso Banks: MOVE GIRL, MOVE!!!
(As Cleo pulls herself up in the opposite corner and staggers around, Kazimir RUSHES her looking for the HUGE Right Of Conscription Torpedo Moscow spinning headbutt and shoulder block combo! BUT CLEO DUCKS OUT OF THE WAY! Kazimir crashes face first into the turnbuckle! Cleo pops up and runs to the corner Kazimir was just in jumping up on the second turnbuckle and launching herself off to give herself a little more speed!)
JR Freeman: OH MY GOD!!! THIS IS IT!!!
Alfonso Banks: WHAT’S SHE GONNA DO!?
JR Freeman: GET LOOSE, PARTNER! IT’S TIME TO MILLY ROCK!!!
(And as JR Freeman called it right on the money...Kazimir bounces off of the opposing middle turnbuckle and staggers back up holding his face, turning around JUST in time to be met with Cleo’s last ditch attempt to hit the Milly Rock running high knee...which he just BARELY side steps!!! Cleo’s knee crashes into the turnbuckle and she falls backwards on her head HARD with her legs flying over it as Kazimir throws himself down onto them! Cleo is violently kicking her legs to get out! Kazimir hooks his feet on the second rope for more leverage as he pins her down!
Alfonso Banks: REF OPEN YOUR EYES!!!
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WINNER BY PINFALL - KAZIMIR MOSKOVITZ!
(Kazimir kicks his feet off the ropes before the referee can notice them as he rolls out of the ring onto his rear holding his face as the referee slides out helping him up to raise his hand. He’s laughing at her as she sits up holding her knee and the back of her head absolutely glaring at him. The harder she glares, it seems, the more the madman laughs.)
JR Freeman: Kazimir Moskovitz STEALS a win here tonight with his feet up on the ropes!
Alfonso Banks: THAT WAS HORSE-PUCKY, JR!!! FINE THIS MAN!!! FIRE HIM!!! DO *SOMETHING* ABOUT THIS!!!
JR Freeman: Partner I doubt this is the LAST these two will see of each other but all the credit in the world to Cleo Phillips, she was more than a game competitor tonight!
Alfonso Banks: Bet MONEY if these two matched up again SHE will be the one to get her hand raised!
JR Freeman: That’s a bet I’m not willing to take because you just might be right on the proverbial money there, Alf! Nevertheless, be it even with an asterisk by it, this match will go down in the record books as a tainted win for Kazimir Moskovitz but I suppose, if it proves his point, he’ll take it!
Alfonso Banks: Of COURSE he will, JR! That’s what a scorpion does! It’s in his NATURE!
JR Freeman: Fans and friends we wanna thank you all for joining us on another bang-up episode of PWS:Apex Riot and from our family to yours, we’ll see you next time!
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