Post by Laura Phoenix - HBIC on Oct 29, 2020 2:44:20 GMT -5
PWS: Apex Presents: Tuesday Night Riot
Tuesday October 27th, 2020
Live from the NEW PWS Arena
New York, NY
(As the tail end of “Trials” by Starset plays out the few audience members in attendance arise with a raucous “PWS!” and “WELCOME HOME” chants)
JR Freeman: WELCOME TO NEW YORK CITY! WELCOME TO OUR NEW HOME! WE ARE COMING TO YOU FROM THE BRAND NEW PWS ARENA!
Alfonso Banks: After spending months in the desert, we have come back to the right coast. Thank GOD! I was getting annoyed sweating my ass off out in Vegas.
JR Freeman: That was still an amazing experience. But we are HOME! We are in our brand new arena surrounded by a very limited crowd of mostly family and close friends. The virus still has New York very limited so we had to quarentine ourselves for a couple weeks but we are back, we are officially on the road to CRUSADE which will be in late December. But that’s then, this is now, tonight the PWS Tag Team Championships are on the line as The Commonwealth defends the titles against, get this....Morgan Baker and Richard Rider.
Alfonso Banks: Talk about a strange bedfellows team! They just spent the better part of the last few months battling each other, and now they’re teaming up?? Who’s gonna turn on who? I got my money on that little jezebel Morgan.
JR Freeman: Not freakin’ likely. I wouldn’t even trust Rider to walk my dog.
Alfonso Banks: You got a dog? When?
JR Freeman: ....like 5 years ago? Where have you been?
Alfonso Banks: Not paying attention apparently...
Shawn Young vs. Miles Kasey
Miles Kasey v Shawn Young
Alfonso Banks: And here we go, starting the show off strong with a brand new superstar!
JR Freeman: That's right! Shawn Young makes his debut tonight and I, for one, am extremely excited to see what he can do.
Alfonso Banks: And he is getting his debut against the returning Miles Kasey, former United Champion. Not an easy feat.
(The match starts with Miles calling for a test of strength. Shawn obliges, and the two begin to try and take the other down. Neither can get full power in the test. Miles gets a bit frustrated and stomps on Shawn’s foot, distracting him just enough to take control. The match continues in a back and forth fashion for a few minutes, neither able to keep control for too long. The match is a very high paced action match, and the fans in attendance are thoroughly enjoying it.)
Alfonso Banks: Shawn is showing that while he is a rookie in PWS, he is NO STRANGER to the ring!
JR Freeman: I agree! He is proving that he can hang with one of the long time members of the roster. Not something many newbies can say.
(Miles takes control, getting a few near falls, but Shawn is showing his chops and kicking out of everything Miles can throw at him! Miles gets Shawn set up for a “Blast From The Past”, but before he can connect with the move, the crowd begins to boo loudly. The cameras focus up the ramp to show Richard Rider running down to the ring! Miles gets to his feet and prepares for Rider to rush the ring, but he stops at the bottom of the ramp and just points up and starts yelling at Miles. Miles leans over the ropes and yells back, telling Rider to mind his own business.)
Alfonso Banks: Seems that Miles doesn’t like that Rider is trying to get even for the laxative prank from Dishonored.
JR Freeman: Miles is not pleased at all!
(With the distraction, Shawn runs up and rolls up Miles.)
1...2...3?? NOI KICKOUT!
(Miles kicked out at the last possible second. He gets to his feet and glances towards Rider. While he does that, Shawn takes advantage and knocks Miles down, and applies the Wonder Lock- Ankle Lock- on Miles’s left ankle! Miles screams out and reaches for the ropes! His fingertips are within centimeters of touching the ropes when Rider rushes up and pulls the rope back, causing him to not be able to reach the rope. Rider laughs as Miles swears at him. Out of desperation, Miles flips over onto his back and uses his other foot to kick at Shawn, freeing himself from the hold. While Miles is holding his ankle, Shawn yells at the referee to get Rider out of there! While the referee has his attention on Shawn, Rider runs up to the downed Miles, who was leaning on the ropes, and punches him in the face!)
Alfonso Banks: WHAT THE HELL?
JR Freeman: RIDER HAD BRASS KNUCKLES ON!
Alfonso Banks: THATS ILLEGAL!!!
(Rider takes a quick step back, holding his hands in the air as if to say he didn’t do anything. Shawn and the referee were both clueless to what had happened. Shawn connects with a beautiful Young Hit Press- Corkscrew Shooting Star Press- and drops for a pin!)
1...2...3!!!
(Shawn jumps up and has his hand raised in victory. Rider points and laughs at Miles as he heads up the ramp.)
Winner - Shawn Young
Tayler Parks vs. Kazimir Moskovitz
(As Taylor is making her entrance, Kazimir slinks up out of the side of the ramp trying to ambush as he rushes her and she simply sidesteps him.)
JR Freeman: What underhanded tactics!
Alfonso Banks: But the new blood didn’t even flinch!
(She shakes her head and lifts Kazimir by his head absolutely thrashing him all the way down the ramp before slinging him forehead first into the steel steps seemingly knocking him unconscious as she deadlifts him into the ring and slides in as the bell sounds.)
JR Freeman: Well I mean, TECHNICALLY the bell HAS sounded!
Alfonso Banks: Looks like another swing and a miss for the Rabid Russian!
(Tayler stalks him as he shakes out the cobwebs climbing up into the corner as Tayler displays she was never here to be paid by the hour as he’s immediately met with the massive Grunge Kick square across the mush as Kazimir collapses!)
JR Freeman: OH MIOS DIOS! HE IS DONE!
(Tayler cracks her neck with a little mischievous smile on her face, winking to the crowd, she reaches down and locks him in a DEEP Wall of Death.)
Alfonso Banks: This is just axiomatic at this point, the man’s not even conscious!
JR Freeman: Maybe but my GOD does this send a message to the locker room! Tayler Parks...is HERE!
(The referee drops down to ask Kazimir if he taps and sees Kazimir is just straight up unconscious as he calls for the bell.)
Winner - Tayler Parks
(Backstage the locker room door swings open to reveal an irate Miles Kasey storming through, ripping off his wrist tape as he makes his way down the hall.)
Miles Kasey: Where is that D listin’ little bitch?
(He rounds the corner to come face to face with Laura Phoenix.)
Laura Phoenix: Woah, time out there Miles.
Miles Kasey: Sorry, no offense Ms. Phoenix, but I’m about to have your card subject to change.
Laura Phoenix: No, Miles, you’re not. Look, I’ll admit, at Dishonored you had me and a few others laughing pretty hard at what happened to Rider but I will not allow you to cost us this main event tonight.
Miles Kasey: Not like he doesn’t deserve it.
Laura Phoenix: I didn’t say that, but think about young Morgan. She’s already climbing the walls with worry about who her tag partner is, considering they were just in a long standing feud and this is the biggest match of her young career. How would you feel if you were in her shoes?
Miles Kasey: Probably the same. She deserves a better tag partner.
Laura Phoenix: I know she does. I wish I had thought of that before we made the matches but Miles, I am pleading with your better side right now, leave sleeping dogs lie.
(Miles sighs heavily.)
Miles Kasey: Fine. But if next Riot, he finds himself superglued to something...
Laura Phoenix: I know who is responsible. Thank you.
Miles Kasey: Yeah yeah...
(Miles turns to walk away.)
Laura Phoenix: Hey.
(He stops turns and just looks tired.)
Laura Phoenix: She’ll turn up. I also have the number of a private investigator, if you need it.
Miles Kasey: Thanks, but not necessary. But, at least you give a fuck. More than I can say for my supposed friends. Thanks Laura.
Laura Phoenix: Anytime.
Female voice: WHAT DO YOU MEAN I’M NOT CLEARED?!?!
Male Voice: I’m sorry Miss Warren, but we still haven’t gotten the latest back on your concussion protocol.
(The camera pans over to see Dawn Warren standing there with a very upset look on her face towards the one of the trainers.)
Miles Kasey: Oh boy...
Laura Phoenix: Yeah, something else I get to deal with. Go shower, I’ll see ya at training. I’m gonna...
Miles Kasey: Course. Have fun.
(Laura turns on her heels and walks towards Dawn Warren still arguing with the trainer. Dawn calms down as soon as she sees the General Manager approach and Laura looks to the trainer.)
Laura Phoenix: James, I got this.
(He nods and takes his leave. Dawn stands there looking nervous.)
Dawn Warren: Miss Phoenix. I’m...I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to...
Laura Phoenix: Dawn, it’s ok. Look I get it, your start here in PWS hasn’t exactly been...story book? It’s frustrating because of everything that has happened to you out there. We do these tests for your well-being and all of those that we face in the ring. Your brother knows all about that, I’m sure he’s told you.
Dawn Warren: Of course.
Laura Phoenix: I understand the frustration, you want to be out there. But right now, you can’t. But listen, I know you are a determined individual so I’m sure after I speak with James and the medical staff, we can get you cleared for the next show. Until then you are more than welcome to join in our training program to keep the rust off. How does that sound?
Dawn Warren: Really? Training with you and Cameron and Bella?!? I’m IN!
Laura Phoenix: Good. So for now, just enjoy the night off and you’ll get another shot in the ring.
Dawn Warren: Yes ma’am. Thank you.
Laura Phoenix: Of course.
(Dawn walks away and Laura takes a deep breath.)
Laura Phoenix: What a night....
(The cameras cut to the back where Miss Puppies and her assistant, Maxine,are standing outside of a locker room.)
Maxine: This is his locker room. Did you still need me?
Miss Puppies: You can go get me a beer.
Maxine: Yes, boss.
(Maxine scampers off as Miss Puppies knocks on the door. The door is opened and answered by Richard Rider, who seems to be shocked to see her standing there.)
Richard Rider: What... are you doing here?
Miss Puppies: I'M BACK, BABY! BAM!
Richard Rider: I see that... but what are you doing HERE?
Miss Puppies: I just wanted to wish you good luck in your main event title match tonight... ya know... with your NEW partner. I see how it is, Beauty and Bitch is apart for a few weeks while I deal with some legal mumbo jumbo and you just go and REPLACE me... with HER?
Richard Rider: TRUST ME... it wasn't my choice! I hate that I am teamed with her. She is gonna cost us this tite shot.
Miss Puppies: Instead of a full grown woman like me... you get a little girl. Good luck. When this fails, and you need a new partner, remember I only accept Beer as an apology.
(She winked at him and walked off. He stood there, looking confused, as the cameras cut)
Sierra Williams vs. Alexis Makarios
(The match starts with both Alexis and Sierra in the middle of the ring. They lock up and Alexis takes quick advantage with a headlock. She continues to have control for the first minute or so of the match, getting more and more cocky as time goes on. She drops Sierra with a DDT, and instead of going for the pin, she bends over and starts mocking her.)
Alfonso Banks: Alexis is mocking Sierra right now.
JR Freeman: She's going to regret that.
(Sierra reaches up and quickly punches Alexis in the nose and grabs her, rolling her up for a quick pin!)
1... KICKOUT!
(Outside of the ring, Heather Haze is slamming her fists on the mat, screaming to her partner. Alexis looks angry as the match continues with Sierra keeping her cool, and taking advanatage of the anger in Alexis. After many near falls, Sierra is starting to show frustration that Alexis just won't stay down.)
Alfonso Banks: Sierra is showing some massive skills in the ring tonight. She might topple the Hall of Famer.
JR Freeman: It's not looking good for Alexis, that's for sure.
(Alexis, out of pure rage, begins to get control back in her favor. she takes Sierra down with a DDT and climbs the top rope. She goes for a Down Unda Thunda- Starship Pain- but after she is already mid air, Sierra moves! Alexis hits the mat and bounces! Sierra wastes no time grabbing Alexis an applying a sharpshooter!!! Alexis screams out in pain as she reaches, unsuccessfully, for the ropes. Haze runs over and tries to grab her partners hands to pull them to the ropes for a break. Seeing this, Sierra breaks the hold and kicks at Haze through the ropes. Haze takes a step back and holds her hands up in the air while saying "I DIDNT DO ANYTHING!!!" when the referee turned his attention to her. Sierra was yelling at Haze to get out of the way.)
Alfonso Banks: WATCH YOUR BACK SIERRA!!!
JR Freeman: NEVER TURN YOUR BACK ON ALEXIS!!!
(Alexis grabs Sierra and rolls her up, grabbing a hand full of tights!)
1...2...3??? NO!!!!
(Sierra managed to get her shoulders up at the absolute last second! Sierra jumps to her feet and grabs Alexis, bending her backwards and wrapping an arm over her, delivers a beautifully devastating
looking Calgary Cutter- Cross Rhodes- slamming Alexis to the mat and going straight for the pin.)
1...2...3!!!
DING DING DING!!!
Alfonso Banks: HOLY SHIT!
(The referee is raising Sierra's arm in the air in victory when Haze slides in the ring. She checks on Alexis and helps her to her feet. They stand in the corner and glare over at Sierra, who has an almost smug look on her face. Haze walks over and gets in her face, and the two begin exchanging insults back and forth. Haze takes the Collateral Damage title off her shoulders and can be heard speaking as she holds the title in Sierra's face.)
Heather Haze: I'M A CHAMPION AND YOU AREN'T NOTHING BUT A LOSER!
(Sierra scoffed at her, and then out of nowhere, BAM! From behind she was hit with an elbow from Alexis. This causes her to stumble forward, where she is smacked in the face with the title by Haze! Sierra falls to the ground.)
Winner - Sierra Williams
(Before the damage on Sierra can continue, “True Believers” by The Bouncing Souls hits the PA and the fans erupt as Levi Russow, Jack Russow, and Mack McKane make a beeline for the ring. Understanding discretion is the better part of valor, Haze and Alexis slide out but when Haze reaches back in for her Collateral Damage championship...Levi stomps on it. The glare he gives her is palpable.)
Alfonso Banks: What the Hell is Levi Russow doing out here!?
JR Freeman: He’s doing what’s RIGHT!
(Levi calmly reaches down...and yanks the Collateral Damage championship out of Heather Haze’s hands looking at it as she starts jaw-jacking him...he’s looking into it as Jack slides a microphone into his hand. Alexis and Heather are mouthing Levi to his wits end until he finally bellows…)
Levi Russow: SHUT UP!!! SHUT. THE FUCK. UP!!! WALK OUT INTO THE WORLD...FIND ALL THE “UP” YOU CAN...TRAIN IT...NURTURE IT...THEN LOCK IT IN A CLOSET AND SHUT IT THE FUCK UP YOU SLACK-JAWED, OXYGEN-BREATHING, SEMEN-DRENCHED WHORES OF BABYLON!!!
(That gets...a MASSIVE pop from the fans. Levi is in rare form as he paces back and forth still looking from Heather Haze to the Collateral Damage championship.)
Levi Russow: Oh you didn’t WANNA use weapons, right!? Oh you didn’t WANNA use underhanded means to CHEAT your way into keepin’ this title, RIGHT? You’re the BEST there EVER was...RIGHT!? Let me tell you something you...and the rest of the WORLD...already knows. Aiden Reynolds...is the true Collateral Damage Champion right now. And I’m sick of pretending he’s not.
(Levi runs his hands through his hair, losing his composure as he begins to rage.)
Levi Russow: Y’know I told everyone...when I took the title of “President” of PWS...that contrary to what YOU believed. I was gonna do things RIGHT. I was gonna call it RIGHT down the middle and by God as my witness I DID. I DID just that. And YOU TWO...walked RIGHT over it! You were just WAITING to blast me on social media if I did ONE little thing that wasn’t in your favor and those tight ass bastards on the board made me toe the line because “we can’t have any discrepancies”. And what do you do while you’re throwing...EVERY horrid accusation you can...at MY family? You’re cheating to win matches. You’re jumping the kids I care about backstage. You are strutting around like you OWN PWS in the PALM...of YOUR HANDS. And I let it happen...because I wanted to be...unbiased.
(Alexis and Heather give him a sarcastic golf clap for a job well done until Heather demands her title back.)
Levi Russow: Oh this? You want this?
(Levi leans down near the ropes extending the Collateral Damage championship out to Heather and as soon as she snatches for it he YANKS it out of her reach again absolutely SCREAMING at her!)
Levi Russow: FUCK YOU. YOU DON’T *GET* THIS!!!
(The fans absolutely go mental as Heather looks dumbstruck as Alexis starts throwing a tantrum threatening to sue and talk to the manager and all that other insufferable Karen bullshit she’s become.)
Levi Russow: See because now…
(He stands and he turns to Mack McKane and Jack Russow...both standing tall, proudly, with their titles slung over their shoulders.)
Levi Russow: My boys...are the two highest champions in the company. And “we can’t have that” now can we? That’s NEPOTISM! That’s FAVORITISM! That’s “shady” and “corrupt” and it’s all about me “pulling the strings” backstage, isn’t it! NOOOOO it couldn’t POSSIBLY have anything to do with the fact that since day fucking one...my son Jack has been on a never ending crusade to prove he is the future of the Russow name! It has nothing to do with the HOURS of work he’s put in perfecting his style and his craft! It has NOTHING...to DO...with the PRIDE I FEEL...watching him each and every time he steps in this ring...giving his all ESPECIALLY since he was having to take it against another one of my kids...that I “favored”, right? No, I “gave” HER that belt, too...didn’t I? She never worked her ass off twice as hard as the boys to learn a craft she was never supposed to choose. She had OPTIONS! She had a full scholarship in PARIS! And yet she learned how to wrestle...and she whipped both of these trifling punk ass whores asses outright with the help of ANOTHER of my little girls who is, and I need you to hear me on this, THE. PERIOD. GREATEST. PERIOD. CHAMPION. PERIOD. OF THE NEW PWS ERA. PERIOD.
(Levi turns...and walks up to Mack...who’s staring at Heather with a soul-crushing look of disappointment on his face.)
Levi Russow: Except for maybe...you. Mack McKane...did I…*GIVE*...you that title? Have I *GIVEN* you anything at all? Hell. Because of THOSE two jezabels, *I* had to throw *YOU* in *JAIL*! But still they say...you’re my boy. They say I will never call it down the middle...that I will always favor you. Do I enjoy your penchant for blood and violence? Most certainly? Do I support your wish for more deathmatches? Hell fuckin’ yeah. This company is full of pussies and I charged you to weed ‘em out...never knew the biggest ones were on the booking team. But the fact...remains.
(Levi holds up the Collateral Damage championship for Mack to look at.)
Levi Russow: Remember that?...you never lost that...Hells Bells, kid...you’ve never lost PERIOD. You were the EMBODIMENT of the Collateral Damage division. And you HAND PICKED...Heather Haze...to carry on in your stead. You opened the LANE for her...for ANYONE...anyone holds this title long enough...they can cash it in...vacate it...for a shot at that World Championship you hold on your shoulder. You made this title...MAYBE the most important title in the WORLD. And she just used some 4.99 Burt’s Bees Bullshit to defend it.
(Levi turns around almost laughing as he looks at the title.)
Levi Russow: So no...Heather Haze...I”m not gonna hand this back to you. Because since “my boys” are now officially the two biggest dogs in this yard, I have been deemed a “conflict of interest” and have been asked...to officially step down as the President of PWS.
JR Freeman: WHAT!?
Alfonso Banks: THERE IS A GOD!!!
Levi Russow: And THAT’S FINE with me!!! I WANT to!!! Because I can’t stand this baby-backed BULLSHIT any longer! So since this is MY last night...BEFORE I go...I’m gonna give YOU two bitches...EVERYTHING you ever wanted me to! SO! First things first...you are suspended WITHOUT pay at LEAST for the next show because thankfully for you that’s ALL they’d let me do. Second, you’re silicone-pumped asses are getting bounced from my arena TONIGHT. And THIRD...HEATHER HAZE...YOU ARE HEREBY…
...STRIPPED...OF THE COLLATERAL DAMAGE CHAMPIONSHIP!!!!!
(Haze looks like she’s going to absolutely lose her shit as Alexis is covering her mouth as Levi and Jack start laughing...Mack stoically shakes his head at Heather, expecting better.)
Levi Russow: Oh yes! Yes I can! And yes I did! I even GAVE you a NORMAL one on one match with no hardcore rules at all and you STILL used a foreign object to cheat! So yeah! Buh-bye! Arrivaderci! Sayonara! Security get them the FUCK outta my face!!!
(Security does swarm the ringside area and escort the volatile ladies out through the back as the few fans in attendance sing “Na Na Na Na, Hey Hey Hey, Goodbye” until “True Believers” hits and the Family thanks the fans before sliding out and heading backstage themselves.)
JR Freeman: What...what just happened partner!? Heather Haze is NO LONGER the Collateral Damage Champion!
Alfonso Banks: THIS IS AN ATROCITY! THIS IS A FARCE! THIS IS A MISCARRAIGE OF JUSTICE! THIS IS...THIS...DIS SOME BOOLSHIT!!!
Tag Team Championship Match
Dickie Watson and Aiden Reynolds ( c ) vs. Richard Rider and Morgan Baker
Alfonso Banks: Here we go, tag titles on the line.
JR Freeman: Dickie Watson has been outspoken about how he has been treated in Apex, meanwhile his partner has been outspoken about Heather Haze
Alfonso Banks: I’m starting to think the commonwealth aren’t jiving with Apex
(Motorheads cover of The sex pistols “God save the Queen” hits as Dickie and Aiden make their way out without Willow and Wally but with the Apex tag titles. They get down to the ring and take their titles handing them to the referee)
JR Freeman: They look very focused
Alfonso Banks: I think it’s an act. Aiden looks more focused than Dickie but that doesn’t say much.
(“Killin it” by Kewella hits as a Morgan Baker bounces out. She looks around at the fans and smiles before rubbing down to the ring and sliding in. )
Alfonso Banks: As always young a Morgan Baker is a ball of energy. She looks excited now we just need her partner for the night
(“I’m Sexy And I Know It” by LMFAO echoes through the arena. Richard Rider appears slowly from the back as 3 people swarm around him taking pictures with small disposable cameras. He poses at the top of the ramp as his hair blows in the wind by a nearby wind machine. He makes his way past them and into the ring where they continue to take pictures until their cameras are full and they head backstage.)
Alfonso Banks: What a dick…
DING!!!
(The match starts as Richard shoves Morgan into the center of the ring as he gets on the apron. Dickie and Aiden do their usual game of “rock paper scissors” with Dickie winning. Cause paper beats rock….Dickie moves to face Morgan and ge bounces up and down on the balls of his feet, they go to lock up, Dickie though slides under and bounces to his feet grabbing Morgan around the waist picking her up and slamming her face first before leaning on her with a side headlock. Morgan fights her way to her feet, she grabs Dickies wrist and spins out of it but as she does Dickie uncorks a vicious knife edge chop that echoes through the arena and sends Morgan down. Dickie smirks and shrugs looking over at Aiden who laughs)
JR Freeman: oh god that chop was LOUD
Alfonso Banks: Dickie seems to be...a little more of a dick than normal
(Dickie hits the ropes, Morgan rolls under Dickie before getting to her feet and then leaping over him, Dickie then shifts his weight to hit a wheelbarrow arm drag, Morgan springs forward off her hands landing on her feet before hitting a flying firearm onto Dickie, Morgan then kips up to her feet and looks to be hyped up, she measures Dickie up for a spear but Richard rider reaches over and tags himself in. Morgan looks confused as Rider slides in and tells her to get on the apron)
JR Freeman: Hey! What the hell Rider? Morgan was starting to show what she can do and he tagged himself in!
Alfonso Banks: Honestly it goes against the ideas of a tag team, Morgan had all the momentum. A blind tag should only be used if your partner is incapacitated in some way
JR Freeman: Right! And Morgan was not just of sound kind she was getting ready to hit Dickie Watson with a spear!
Alfonso Banks: Lets see if there is a method to Riders stupi-...madness
(“Hollywood” Rider stands in the middle of the ring and clicks his fingers. The house lights go down and a spotlight hits him. Rider runs his hands down his abs with a smile before Dickie Watson stands up right behind him. Richard clicks his fingers again and the house lights come back up. Richard turns around and gets hit with a front drop kick to his chest from Dickie. Rider falls from the ring and Dickie kips up to his feet before looking around and up at the lights before looking over at Aiden)
Dickie Watson: That was pretty cool ey! How did he do that?
Aiden Reynolds: I have no idea…
(Aiden looks around and clicks his fingers. Nothing happens. Aiden looks disappointed as Dickie walks over and comforts his friend. Meanwhile a Richard Rider slides back in the ring, Dickie tapping Aiden on the shoulder counts as a tag, but Richard goes to attack Dickie. Dickie sucks and Richard runs into a right hand from Aiden. Aiden leaps over the top rope, Dickie hits a super kick, Aiden hits an Enzuguri, Dickie then drop kicks Richard in the knee, he drops down and Aiden hits a spin kick to Rider's face.)
Alfonso Banks: Damn that is some serious tag team synchronised movement
(Aiden stays on the attack, He pulls Richard to his feet and whips into the corner. Aidan comes flying in with a running big boot, Richard stumbles out from the corner and Aidan hits the ropes before hitting a bulldog, he then jumps up and hits a standing moonsault walking the leg for a pin)
1!
2
Rider kicks out!
Alfonso Banks: Reynolds almost had him.
JR Freeman: yeah but Rider was able to get that shoulder up
(Reynolds shakes his head and moves over to the corner. He goes for the Down unda. As he runs in and jumps Richard pulls himself backwards and catches Aidens leg hitting a flapjack, Aiden holds his face, Rider runs and hits the flying chuck kick right to Aidens face. He then jumps on Aiden)
1!
2!
Aiden kicks out!
JR Freeman: Rider showing some offence here
Alfonso Banks: Richard Rider is an athlete, the guy can go, he just...he needs to stop looking in the mirror ya know?
JR Freeman: if I had abs like that I might get distracted to.
(Rider runs and goes for the “I’d like to thank the academy”, but Aiden is able to grab the top rope. Rider crashes to the mat and holds the back of his head. Aiden hits the ropes and blasts Rider with his Down unda kick! Rider flies backwards and Morgan is able to tag herself in. Aiden pulls Rider into the center of the ring and goes for a pin but the referee saw Morgan’s tag and waves off the pin )
JR Freeman: Nah big guy Rider ain’t legal!
(Aiden and Dickie both yell at the referee. Aiden throws his hands in the air and he turns around not seeing Morgan Baker. Morgan kicks Aiden in the stomach before hitting the trouble in paradise! Aiden is spiked on the top of his head! Morgan goes for the pin )
1
2
3!!!
(Before Dickie even knows what happened Morgan Baker gets the three!)
Meg Reynolds: HERE’S YOUR WINNER AND NEEEEEWW APEX WRESTLING TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS RICHARD RIDER AND MORGAN BAKER!
(‘Killin it’ hits as the referee hands Richard and Morgan the titles. Seems like Rider is trying to take all the limelight but Morgan is just too happy for her first championship to even care and celebrates.)
JR Freeman: THEY DID IT!
Alfonso Banks: What a moment!
Winner - AND NEW PWS Tag Team Champions Richard Rider and Morgan Baker
(c) PWS: Apex 2020