Dean
January 12th, 2007, 04:01 PM
Match one:
Tyler Hart versus Travis Green
Exhibition: Singles
The Pure-Wrestling Prodigy is prepared to duel with newcomer Travis Green in this opening contest. I know what you’re thinking. “That’s pretty obvious, Dean.” “Get to the point, Dean.” Yeah, well, screw you, guys. If I want to fill this with useless action text, then it’s my prerogative! …hmm. Anyway, uh, I guess this match starts with a collar and elbow tie-up. Hart uses his superior British Lucharesu technique to grapple around Green a bit and apply a side headlock, taking him down to the mat. Green gets back to his feet and uses a back suplex to drop Hart right on his head. Green pulls Hart into a butterfly lock and takes him over with a suplex. He hooks the leg after the move, but Tyler kicks out at two. Mark Hopper is watching from the commentary table as Green applies a basic surfboard stretch on Hart, putting his foot between the shoulder blades and pulling back on the arms. Hart swiftly gets out of the move and wraps his ankles around Green’s head, taking him over. He gets back to his feet and takes a charging Travis Green over again with a headlock takeover. Hart wraps Green into La Majistral, getting a two count. As Hart plots his next move, Adrian King appears near the entranceway. He goes unnoticed at first, despite several fans cheering for him.
Hart applies a rear chinlock, and he catches a glimpse of King, which causes him to lose focus. In one of King’s hands, there is a large steel pipe, and he smacks it against the palm of his other hand. Hart tries to maintain focus on Green, but Travis slips out of a waistlock and rolls Hart into a victory roll for a two count. Green and Hart are back to their feet, with Green firing some shots to Hart’s chest. He whips Tyler into the ropes, and Tyler slides underneath the ropes to go to the outside. He starts mouthing off with King, and the referee slides outside, intervening. Hart yells at King as the referee keeps the two men separated. Green takes advantage at Hopper’s advice, attacking Hart from behind with a big shot to the back of the head. He grabs Hart and Irish whips him into the ring steps before rolling him back inside. The referee’s attention is brought back to the contest as Green grabs Hart… and drives him into the mat with the Rise to Fame! He hooks both legs, and picks up an impressive victory in his debut.
Winner: Travis Green via Pinfall at 7:30
Don’t call it a fluke just because Travis is really, really ridiculously good-looking. Hart stares down King, and he decides to leave through the crowd instead of passing by Adrian.
Match two:
Michael Simons versus Araña
Exhibition: Singles
Simons goes one-on-one with the high-flying luchadore known as Araña. Simons differs from Araña, as he doesn’t see any need in showboating and prefers a slower, methodical style with impact moves to weaken the body and prepare for a big move to end the match. Simons takes control in the early going, using his grappling ability to ground Araña and prevent him from using his wide array of aerial moves. Simons applies a front chancery to hold Araña on the mat, but with the help of the fans, the former XGW TV Champion battles back to a vertical base. He counters the front facelock with an inverted atomic drop and attempts a huracarrana follow-up, but Simons blocks it and counters into a huge release powerbomb, dropping Araña right on his head! He makes the cover, but the luchadore finds it within himself to kick out before three.
Simons goes back to work on the neck, focusing on the area of the body that his finisher, the Blind Eye Halo, harms the most. After a snap suplex, Simons gets another two count on Araña. Simons clubs Araña a few times in the back of the neck before whipping him off to the ropes. Michael charges for a clothesline in the corner, but Araña counters with a kick to the head. He turns and jumps to the top rope, before spinning around and nailing a high crossbody, catching Simons off guard for two. Araña runs to the ropes and springs off, looking for a big move on Simons. He attempts a Lionsault on the standing Unknown, but Simons counters by catching Araña… and driving him into the canvas with a sick tombstone piledriver! Simons hooks both legs to get the abrupt victory.
Winner: Michael Simons via Pinfall at 6:55
Match three:
Myles Ravington versus YOSHI
Exhibition: Battle Without Honor
One way or another, the feud between Myles Ravington and YOSHI will come to an end tonight. If Ravington wins tonight’s match, then YOSHI must become his personal court jester. However, if YOSHI wins the bout tonight, then Ravington must hand over his “title” of King of Philadelphia and must never cheat again. Heh, like he’d actually agree to that. Ravington and YOSHI start things off with a bit of wrestling. They find themselves at a standstill after exchanging a few armdrags, but The King goes to his bag of tricks by pulling YOSHI in by his tights and tripping him to the mat. Ravington locks on a rear chinlock, but YOSHI slips out and grabs Myles into a side headlock. Ravington attempts a back suplex, but the agile Japanese man flips out and lands on his feet behind Ravington. YOSHI grabs Ravington for a sleeper, but this time Myles counters into a saito suplex, dropping YOSHI on the back of his head.
Ravington makes the cover, even hooking the leg, but YOSHI kicks out at two. Ravington focuses on the neck a bit, applying a three-quarter facelock. YOSHI tries to fight out, but Ravington wisely places his boot behind YOSHI’s knee to bring him down and force more leverage on the hold. Ravington eventually rolls YOSHI through with a snapmare and applies a rear chinlock again. YOSHI manages to get to a vertical base and tries to power out with a back suplex. Ravington blocks, but YOSHI counters the headlock into a hammerlock. Ravington reverses it, but YOSHI hiptosses him to the mat. Ravington sits on the mat, a bit stunned, and doesn’t see the dropkick to the back of his head coming. YOSHI nails it and makes the cover, gaining a two count.
YOSHI pulls Ravington up, but he rakes him in the eyes. Ravington whips YOSHI into the corner, but decides not to pursue. Instead, he slides out of the ring and grabs a steel chair, tossing it inside. Ravington goes inside, grabbing the chair. He swings at YOSHI, but Japan-Amazing ducks under and counters by delivering a drop toehold on Ravington, dropping him right on the steel chair. Ravington gets to his feet, shaking off the move, but YOSHI kicks the chair out from underneath him and drops a leg, not wanting to cheat any more. He rolls Ravington onto his back and covers again, but Myles kicks out at two and a half. YOSHI decides it’s time to show why he’s the more talented athlete and scales to the top rope. He sets up a high-risk move, but Ravington shoves the referee into the ropes, causing YOSHI to get crotched. Ravington grabs YOSHI by the neck… and runs forward: Ravington Effect off the top rope!
Ravington doesn’t seem content now, as he grabs the steel chair and begins brutally choking YOSHI with it. The referee checks YOSHI, and he’s clearly unconscious, so he calls for the bell, signaling the end of the bout.
Winner: Myles Ravington via Pass Out at 8:50
Ravington seems content with himself as he drags the unconscious body of YOSHI backstage…
Match four:
Revolution (Lance Van Leer/Brady Cruise) versus The Novaks
Exhibition: Tag Team Tournament
The Novaks are set to dominate tonight as Rufus starts the match against Brady. Cruise tries to use his speed to offset Rufus’ inhuman strength. He gets a few shots in, and eventually starts wearing down Rufus with chops. Tristan bitches from the corner, telling Rufus to take it like a man. Cruise tags into LVL while having Novak stunned in the corner. Van Leer has a better chance of counteracting Rufus’ size by far. They exchange a few shots before Van Leer gets caught with a yakuza kick. Tristan wants a tag in now that LVL is taken down. He gets inside and puts the boots to Van Leer. Tristan tries to whip Van Leer into the ropes, but LVL counters and connects with a big powerslam. LVL drags Tristan to his corner and tags back into Brady. Cruise comes in and delivers a big rib breaker on Tristan for two, before Rufus is able to break it up by kicking Brady in the back of the head.
Cruise tries to go after Novak, but the referee separates them. This allows Tristan to connect with a dropkick behind Cruise, sending him into the corner. Rufus holds him in position as Novak nails a big splash to wear down Brady. Tristan tags into Rufus, and they double-team Cruise. Rufus lifts Brady and drops him on Tristan’s knee with a gut buster variation. Rufus pulls Cruise back to his feet and tries what appears to be a death valley driver, but Brady slips out and nails a half nelson backbreaker on the big man! Cruise starts to crawl to the corner to tag in LVL, but suddenly, Roderick Brookes appears from the backstage. He yells at Van Leer, getting his attention. LVL immediately jumps down, but security rush the scene, expecting this to occur. They immediately intervene, separating the two men. Cruise can’t believe LVL isn’t there to make the tag, and Tristan gets the tag from Rufus.
With Cruise distracted, Tristan manages to sneak up behind him and roll him into a schoolboy, getting a two and a half count. Cruise has the awareness to kick out before three, and LVL turns back to the ring, seeing Cruise getting to his feet. Novak attempts a DDT, but Brady counters with a big backbreaker. LVL runs to the ring and makes the tag, and he comes in now, grabbing Tristan. Van Leer punches Novak a few times to get him in the corner. He places him on the top rope and sets up a superplex. Brookes powers past the security guards and grabs hold of Tristan’s leg to prevent the superplex. The referee gets after him, and LVL hops down, yelling at Brookes to get the f*ck out of there. Cruise tags into Van Leer and goes after Tristan. He attempts a super Northern Lights Suplex, but Tristan counters… SUPER TORNADO DDT! Novak tags into Rufus, who comes into the ring and grabs Cruise. He nails the Conflagration! Cruise gets dropped right on his head. Tristan forces Rufus to tag back to him, and Novak grabs the shambles that are left of Cruise, driving him into the canvas with a sickening Abolition. He hooks both legs and gains the victory as LVL and Brookes are still exchanging heated words on the outside.
Winners: The Novaks
Brookes cackles evilly as he heads backstage, his work here being done… but LVL jumps him! Van Leer starts beating the holy sh*t out of Brookes for his interference, but the security break the two men up before it could escalate further…
Match Five:
Adrian King versus Zack Wicked
Exhibition: Battle Without Honor
Written by Ice Cold
Right now we're going to have two very large men beat the hell out of each other with their fists and other assorted weapons. If you want another classic technical wrestling bout, then you're just going to have to wait. The match begins with a slugfest, of course, and neither man is willing to give the advantage early in this Battle Without Honor. Wicked eventually gets fed up and fires a knee into the gut of King, slowing him down. Zack immediately follows up with a frenzy of forearms to Adrian's face, but King shoves him away. Zack runs at King, but he's floored with a massive clothesline. With Wicked down, King rolls to the outside and it's time for the weapons.
Adrian looks under the ring and pulls out the common wooden table but leaves it on the ground as he looks for another weapon. This time he grabs a fire extinguisher. Looks like fun. King rolls back into the ring with the weapon and stands up straight. Zack Wicked runs at King, but Adrian fires off the extinguisher. Zack manages to cover his eyes but as he opens them, King attempts to drill the extinguisher into his face. Wicked ducks the shot and waits for King to turn around, then boots the extinguisher back into his face. King drops his weapon and falls to the mat, holding his forehead as he rolls out of the ring. Wicked follows him and lays a few stomps onto King before pulling him to his feet. Wicked slams King's head off of the ring apron, causing him to stumble away. Zack now looks under the ring and pulls out a Singapore cane. Adrian King turns to face his opponent again, but the King of the Abattoir is met with a cane shot to the head. Wicked goes for another shot, but Adrian shows his tolerance for pain by grabbing the cane with his hands.
King's forehead begins to trickle with blood and he snatches the cane away from Wicked. Adrian goes for a swing to Zack's head, but Wicked ducks and runs at King, spearing him to the ground. Zack mounts him and the two begin to wrestle for the cane. King eventually gets fed up and shoots forward, thrusting his head into the mouth of Wicked. Zack backs up and checks his mouth, now seeing that it's bleeding. King gets to his feet as Zack sneers. Adrian quickly walks around to the other side of the ring as Wicked gives chase. Once they're by the announce table, Wicked tries to run at King, but Adrian spins around and swings at Wicked's legs, catching him right in the knees with the cane. Zack falls down to the ground as King lifts the cane into the air and drives a few painful shots into his back. Zack lets out a scream as King tosses the cane away and walks to the other side of the ring, grabbing the table that Wicked pulled out earlier. Adrian sets the table up and walks back towards Wicked, who's getting to his feet. Adrian tries to lift his opponent up, but Wicked catches him with a low blow.
King is doubled over and now Wicked grabs a steel chair from near the announce table. Zack folds the chair up and launches it at King's head, sending him stumbling backwards onto his behind. More blood pours from King's head, and Wicked runs at him, putting him on the ground with a big boot. Wicked takes a breather before pulling King to his feet and dragging him over to the wooden table. King's head is driven into the wood, then Wicked decides to shove King into the ring. Wicked follows King in and stands up… before looking at the table on the outside. He gets a sinister smile before laying a few stomps to King and pulling him to his feet. Zack boots Adrian in the gut and gets him in a standing headscissors… he's going for the Wickedbomb. Zack shows SUPREME strength and hoists King up over his shoulders, looking for the running powerbomb… but King manages to be too much and slips out of Zack's grip before being thrown out of the ring. Zack stumbles forward onto the ropes and turns around… right into a NASTY boot from Adrian King. It looks like Wicked is going to go over the top rope as he teeters on the top rope… but falls back into the ring. Adrian King gets fed up and runs at Wicked… spearing him through the ropes and through the table on the outside! "HOLY SH*T!" chants erupt without a doubt as both men are down on the outside.
King is the first man back on his feet after a bit and instead of grabbing Wicked, he looks under the ring and pulls out a black bag. He slides into the ring with the bag and empties its contents onto the canvas… thumbtacks, ladies and gentlemen. The crowd turns damn near homicidal as Adrian King calls to Zack Wicked. Wicked gets onto his feet, stumbling about, then slides into the ring to finish this fight. Both men look at each other… then slug it out. Wicked fires off a barrage of shots at King, striking him into the corner. Zack hits a few driving knees into King's midsection before dragging him out of the corner and hitting him with a DDT. King rolls away from the thumbtacks as quickly as possible, but Wicked doesn't let up. Adrian gets to his feet and Zack catches him from behind… HUGE german suplex on King! Wicked keeps his sudden burst of momentum going and drags King onto the pile of thumbtacks. King lays prone and Wicked… goes up to the top rope. Oh no. Wicked taunts the crowd as this damn three hundred plus pound man gets ready to leap off the top. He goes for the Wicked Splash… but Adrian moves!
Wicked crashes into the thumbtacks which mercilessly stab into his body. Zack stands up as fast as possible, trying to pull out the tacks, but King sends him to the ropes. Wicked comes back… Abattoir onto the tacks! Adrian makes the cover and earns the bloody victory.
Winner: Adrian King at 15:34
Match Six:
Rob Cavallo versus AJ Cross
Exhibition: Singles
Written by Ice Cold
The bell rings… and we're about to see a battle between two longtime professional wrestling rivals. Cavallo and Cross stand opposite of each other in the ring while staring holes into each other. The two now step up into the center of the ring and have a few words… and Cavallo throws the first strike, a swift kick to the thigh of Cross. AJ takes a few steps back and favors his leg, but Cavallo backs him up again with another kick to the opposite thigh. Cross is now on the ropes, and Rob looks to send him to the other side with an irish whip. AJ reverses the whip and sends Cavallo to the ropes. Rob comes back and goes for a flying crossbody onto AJ… but Cross catches him. AJ looks to spin Rob into a uranage slam, but Cavallo manages to land on his feet. Cross catches a few stiff elbows to the head before stumbling over to the ropes and favoring his head. He bounces back to attack Rob, but Cavallo catches him with a swift kick to the head. AJ falls through the second rope but lands on his feet on the outside.
As AJ favors his head, Cavallo decides to hit the ropes. He leaps into the air and goes for a big baseball slide to Cross, but AJ sidesteps it. Cavallo is halfway under the bottom rope, but Cross pulls him all the way to the outside. Rob is met with a swift boot to the gut… followed by a BRAINBUSTAH~! Cavallo looks just about dead, and AJ Cross rolls back into the ring. He sits on one knee as the crowd applauds the devastating maneuver this early into the game. AJ sees Cavallo stirring and slides back to the outside to keep the pain coming. Cross lifts Cavallo to his feet and attempts to whip him into the steel ring post, but Rob reverses it. Cross goes towards the post but throws a foot up just in time to stop himself. He turns around… only to have Cavallo leap onto the apron then bounce of at him! Rob catches AJ with a beautiful hurricanrana that sends him to the ground.
Both men take a little time to recuperate, and Cavallo is the first man up. He slides into the ring and AJ Cross goes to follow, but he's met with stomps to the back. Cross eventually works his way to his feet, but Cavallo backs him to the ropes and gives him an irish whip. AJ bounces off and comes back at Cavallo who drops to the mat, forcing Cross to hop over him. As Cross hits the ropes again, Cavallo pops back up and catches Cross with a spinning wheel kick. AJ drops and Cavallo now runs to the ropes and springboards off. He goes for a moonsault leg drop… but AJ rolls out of the way. Cavallo lands on his buttocks and AJ hits the ropes, coming at Rob with a big knee to the face. AJ goes for a cover, but Cavallo gets the shoulder up at the two. AJ quickly looks to capitalize by pulling Cavallo to his feet. He gets behind him and locks his arms around his waist, looking for some germans perhaps, but Cavallo manages to block the first with his feet. Cavallo moves his leg and tries to get to the ropes before AJ goes to pop off another suplex, but isn't fast enough so he's forced to block again. Cavallo tries to move forward once more, but this time AJ immediately pops off the suplex. However, Cavallo manages to land on his feet.
AJ spins around to meet his opponent, but Cavallo suddenly leaps forward and rolls Cross into a school boy. He gets the two, but AJ manages to kick out before the three. Both men get up quickly, and Cavallo throws a clothesline at AJ. Cross ducks under it and hooks up Cavallo's arms before rolling him into a crucifix pinning maneuver. Cavallo frees himself and both men get to their feet again. Cavallo now decides to change things up a bit and performs a swift yet stiff spinning kick to the gut of AJ, bending him over. Cavallo grabs AJ and pulls him up to a vertical base before running him backwards into the corner. Cross is out of breath, but Cavallo takes advantage by ramming his shoulder into AJ's gut a few times. Rob now lifts AJ onto the top rope before standing on the second rope. Cavallo throws a few right hands into AJ's face and balances himself. He leaps into the air, looking for a hurricanrana… but AJ Cross holds onto him! Cross shows supreme strength and lifts Cavallo back into the air. Rob tries to fight Cross with some right hands, but it's to no avail as Cross leaps forward… Cross Bomb from the top rope!
Both men are completely out of it as the fans begin to chant "PWW!". AJ Cross finally finds the strength to crawl over Cavallo and makes the cover. One, two, thr- no! Rob kicks out! AJ looks extremely angry and stalks Cavallo, obviously looking to end the match. Rob uses the ropes to help him stand up and as he turns towards the center of the ring… AJ goes for the Cross Cutter! No! Cavallo manages to show AJ away and he hits the mat hard. Cross quickly pops up, looking to stay on the attack… Time Traveler! AJ's head connects with the mat and Cavallo now has some much needed time to recover. He gets up and walks over to AJ before hitting a standing leg drop. He gets up again and grabs Cross by the arms then drags him over to the corner. Cavallo now ascends the turnbuckle and looks to the crowd. He leaps off… and goes for THE NUMBER ONE SWANTON IN THE UNIVERSE! NO! AJ gets out of the way but Cavallo somehow manages to roll through the move. Instead of turning around, Cavallo keeps running forward and leaps onto the second rope of the opposite corner. AJ gets up and runs towards Cavallo, looking to shove him to the outside, but Rob leaps up and spins, quickly rolling AJ up. He gets one, two… kickout!
Cavallo gets to his feet as a confused AJ Cross stands up as well. AJ goes for a big haymaker, but Rob drops down and gives him a sweep kick. Cross hits the mat and Cavallo runs to the ropes before coming back and going for the rolling thunder… AJ gets the knees up! Cavallo quickly gets on his own knees and moves across the ring, holding his back. He walks on his knees over to the turnbuckle and picks himself up as AJ Cross waits for him to turn around. Once he does, AJ runs at Rob for a spear into the corner… but Cavallo moves through the ropes and onto the apron, causing AJ's shoulder to connect with the post! Cross backs up holding his knee and Cavallo now sees his chance. He prepares himself on the apron as AJ Cross faces the other direction, still holding his shoulder. Rob Cavallo springboards himself into the ring, possibly looking to send AJ Back to the Future… but Cross spins around and DRILLS Cavallo in the jaw with a superkick! Cavallo lands on his feet in the center of the ring and he looks like he's about to fall down and pass out… but AJ nails the Cross Cutter out of nowhere! AJ drapes an arm over Cavallo for the cover… and this tiring bout comes to a close!
Winner: AJ Cross at 19:17
Cross gets up, tired as hell after that impressive win. Cavallo is eventually brought to his feet, as the fans applaud both men. Cavallo and Cross shake, and Rob raises AJ’s hand in victory. What a nice gesture.
Main Event:
Drake Vinaldi versus Lance Van Leer versus Seth Frost versus Tristan Novak versus Darius Falcon versus Victor Scott versus Brett Stokes versus Myles Ravington versus Rich Storrs versus Roderick Brookes
Exhibition: Gauntlet Battle Royal
Kenzo Katana joins Scott The Scoop and Blake Straker on commentary before the match gets underway. The fans are on their feet, anticipating the main event of the evening. They await the arrival of the first man in the gauntlet match, and it doesn’t take long before “Linchpin” by Fear Factor hits the speakers, and Victor Scott makes his way to the ring, getting a pretty good response. He steps through the ropes, awaiting his opponent. It takes a moment, but the familiar sound of “Money Talks” by AC/DC hits, and Rich Storrs appears. He slides into the ring, and the two men go right after one another, with the match beginning. Storrs charges Scott with a few punches, but Victor quickly knees him in the gut and delivers a release t-bone suplex. Storrs gets dropped on his head, and Scott jumps on top of him, mounting Rich and raining down with closed fists. Storrs covers up for the most part, and he eventually rakes the eyes of Victor Scott to get him off. Entrants will arrive at two-minute intervals. Victor staggers away from Storrs, holding his eye. This gives Rich ample opportunity to get back to his feet and mount an attack, grabbing Victor from behind with a Russian Leg Sweep. Storrs is the aggressor this time, punching Scott a few times in the head. The buzzer sounds, and the next entrant makes his arrival…
It’s Drake Vinaldi. The Sicilian Shooter hurries to the ring and slides in, immediately going after Storrs, who’s punching Victor in the head. Drake runs up to Rich and kicks him right in the face, sending him rolling on the mat in agony. Vinaldi grabs Storrs by the back of his head and starts driving knees into his face. He whips Storrs into the corner and attempts to follow up, but Rich maneuvers out of the way, causing Drake to smack off the turnbuckle pads. Scott gets back to his feet, and as Rich starts choking Vinaldi in the corner, Victor grabs him from behind with a big back suplex. Storrs gets dropped once again, and Victor opts to turn his attention to Vinaldi, hitting a few forearms against Drake’s skull. He tries to whip Vinaldi off, but Drake hooks the ropes and quickly fires a kick right to Scott’s jaw, rocking him. Victor stumbles about before Drake rolls forward, nailing a vicious rolling kappou kick on Victor’s nose! Scott falls to the mat, and Drake rests for a moment. Storrs charges Vinaldi, but Drake fires a kick right to his midsection to stop him dead in his tracks. Rich doubles over, and Drake brutally kicks him in the knee to send him face-first on the mat. Rich gets on his hands and knees, trying to crawl to safety, but Drake bends his leg inward and launches a brutal flick kick to the back of Rich’s head, sending him back down. Vinaldi hears the buzzer sound and awaits the arrival of the next entrant…
Seth Frost makes his way to the ring, getting a pretty big pop from the fans. Frost gets inside and starts exchanging forearms with Vinaldi. Seth gets the better of Drake momentarily and uses it to his advantage by springing off the middle ropes and nailing an asai moonsault to the standing Drake Vinaldi. Seth locks Drake in a side headlock and pulls him up, but Drake shoves him off to the ropes. Victor pulls the top rope down, trying to send Seth over it, but Frost stops himself before doing so and quickly kicks Victor in the stomach. Meanwhile, Storrs finds himself on the receiving end of a barrage of punches and chops from Drake, who’s fired up now. Victor drops Frost on his knee with a big backbreaker, and Vinaldi is meanwhile choking Storrs in the lower turnbuckle with his foot. Drake pulls Seth out of the corner and pulls him to his feet, locking on a clinch and driving some knees into his skull. Vinaldi runs to the ropes and returns for a yakuza kick, but Storrs ducks under and swiftly drop toeholds Vinaldi onto his face. Storrs floats over and applies a front chancery on Vinaldi, but Drake lifts him and shoves him into the turnbuckles. Drake tries lifting Storrs over the top rope, but Frost cuts Vinaldi off with a big dropkick to the back, after previously disposing of Victor Scott via a DDT.
Entrant five, Darius Falcon, now makes his way to the ring, pumped up and raring to go. Falcon slides in and immediately seeks out Seth Frost, grabbing him from behind with a side Russian leg sweep. He mounts Frost and starts choking him, but Vinaldi grabs Falcon by his hair and kicks him right in the face, repeatedly. Falcon becomes woozy, and Vinaldi finishes off his flurry with a Killing Blow! Falcon gets dominated in his first few seconds of entry, but before Vinaldi could even think about eliminating him, Victor Scott charges Vinaldi from behind, clotheslining him in the back of the head! Scott puts the boots to Vinaldi, but quickly turns his attention to Darius Falcon. Before Scott can counteract, Falcon connects with a big enzuigiri, rocking Victor. Darius gets back to his feet, but Seth Frost connects with a big German Suplex, throwing Falcon onto his head. Storrs sees the opportunity and charges Frost… but Seth ducks, and out of nowhere, Sakichi pops out from under the apron, wearing a blue bandana and skin-tight camouflage, and in one fluid motion, grabs the top rope and sends Storrs falling over the top, landing outside and becoming eliminated!
Rich Storrs has been eliminated.
Just moments after Storrs gets eliminated, he stares at Sakichi with rage and chases him all the way backstage, passing by the next entrant… Roderick Brookes. The Irishman gets some garbage thrown at him, but he’s not in the mood, as he shoves past Storrs and Sakichi and gets in the ring, setting his sights for Seth Frost. Frost is brawling with Vinaldi in the corner, but Brookes swiftly kicks him between the legs, stopping all his momentum. Brookes grabs Frost and turns him around, placing him in position… He lifts him into the Church Bombing, and Vinaldi climbs to the top rope! They’re going for Strychnine and Cyanide! But wait! Victor Scott pulls Frost out of the Church Bombing and spins Brookes around, drilling some right hands in his jaw. Vinaldi soon loses balance as Falcon cuts him off. Darius climbs to the top rope, setting up a superplex on Vinaldi. Frost soon regains his composure and runs up the ropes, shoving Falcon off the top rope, sending him all the way to the outside, and crashing against the barriers!
Darius Falcon has been eliminated.
Falcon is livid, but he’s forced to leave ringside as his arch nemesis Adrian King appears from backstage. Simpson may have prevented King from interfering in the main event, but Falcon is eliminated now, and King is ready to gain redemption for the week of torment he’s suffered at the hands of The Awakening. Falcon bails backstage as King pursues, but that’s the last we see of those two gentlemen for now…
Meanwhile, Brookes has neutralized Victor Scott in the corner as he scrapes his boot against Scott’s face. Roderick runs off the opposite ropes in a face wash attempt, but Victor grabs Brookes’ boot on his return, blocking it. Roderick seems shocked as he hobbles on one leg. Scott rises and trips him, sending Brookes to the mat as Victor starts dropping some forearms on him. Seth and Vinaldi are back toward the ropes now, as each man is trying to eliminate the other. The buzzer sounds, and out comes the self-proclaimed King of Philadelphia, Myles Ravington. Ravington slowly walks to the ring, confidently striding with every step. He enters the ring and stares down his opposition… who seem otherwise indisposed at the moment. Ravington nonchalantly leans against the ropes and yawns, mimicking his boredom with his opponents. He eventually decides to step in and attack Victor Scott, getting him off Roderick Brookes. Ravington grabs Scott and nails a big suplex. Brookes looks at Ravington, who winks at Roderick. Roderick doesn’t really… have any respect for Ravington, but he decides to leave him alone as the two men go back to working on Seth Frost. Brookes grabs Frost as Vinaldi pulls the top rope down. Roderick has Frost in a bodyslam position as he tries to heave him over the top rope. Frost hangs on, fighting it with every ounce of strength in his body, but Roderick finally succeeds, sending Seth to the floor.
Seth Frost has been eliminated.
Brookes, Vinaldi, and Ravington have Victor Scott right where they want him now. Ravington charges Scott, but Victor hiptosses him, trying to throw him over the ropes. Fortunately for Ravington, he’s too big to be hiptossed over that easily, so he just sort of… falls through the ropes, landing on the outside floor. Technically, he didn’t go over the top, so he’s still in the game. Vinaldi and Brookes take either side of Scott, getting ready to move in for the kill, when suddenly… the buzzer sounds, and Lance Van Leer appears. Brookes’ eyes bulge with rage as his head snaps in the direction of Van Leer. Lance is making his way to the ring, mouthing obscenities at Brookes. Roderick runs against the opposite ropes and comes back… and f*cking LAUNCHES himself over the top rope and onto Van Leer… but eliminates himself in the process!
Roderick Brookes has been eliminated.
The fans go crazy as Brookes scrambles to his feet and starts swinging for LVL. Van Leer evades most of the shots, and the two men start brawling all around ringside, even going near the announcer’s table for a second. Van Leer grabs a plastic bottle of water and smacks it against Brookes, but Roderick remains unfazed. Brookes smacks LVL’s head off the announcer’s table, and it’s clear neither man is willing to back down. Security has to be called in to try to pry these two apart. Meanwhile, Victor has Vinaldi in serious jeopardy. He nails a few rights before rebounding off the ropes and connecting with a tremendous lariat that sends Vinaldi on a wicked flip before landing on his head. Ravington is still on the outside, holding his knee, and it appears as though he’s injured. EMTs try to get to the scene, but Brookes’ and LVL’s brawl is getting in the way. Security and EMTs have flooded the immediate area, and the chaos outside is matched only by Victor Scott’s intensity in the ring. Scott grabs Vinaldi and starts trying to throw him over the top rope, but Drake fights it off by throwing some knees into Scott’s head. Van Leer is finally separated from Brookes and forced to go in the ring as Roderick is “escorted” backstage by a dozen security guards. By the time LVL gets in the ring, the buzzer sounds, and out comes Brett Stokes. HE’S STOKED~! Are you?
Stokes runs to the ring and slides in… and gets met with an immediate barrage of stomps from Van Leer. LVL pulls Stokes to his feet and whips him off to the ropes, but the plucky youngster springs off the middle ropes and connects with a twisting hilo reversa enchilada Chihuahua hamburguesa con salsa, totally wiping LVL out. Stokes gets to his feet, but Vinaldi superkicks him, nearly taking his head off! Stokes falls into Victor Scott, who half nelson suplexes his ass. Scott pulls Stokes to his feet and makes a little motion before Cradle Piledriving him, spiking him right on his head. Vinaldi starts kicking Scott in the back before he can get back to his feet, taking advantage of the inability to multitask in an environment like this. Drake whips Scott into the corner and follows with a big knee to the chin. He pulls Scott toward him again, but Victor blocks a knee attempt and blasts Vinaldi with a big European Uppercut. Drake falls on his ass from the impact, before falling all the way into a prone position. Victor wraps his arms around Drake’s legs and catapults him against the top turnbuckle, smacking his head off it. Van Leer is stomping a mudhole in Stokes’ ass in the corner, and the EMTs are calling for a stretcher for Ravington.
The buzzer sounds as the last entrant of the gauntlet battle royal makes his way to the ring – Tristan Novak! Tristan casually climbs to the apron, springs off, and gets ridiculous distance with a missile dropkick to the back of Victor Scott, spanning three-quarters of the ring! Novak gets to his feet and gives Scott a suck it gesture before booting him a few times. Scott gets to his feet, but Novak shows incredible agility by running up the ropes, turning, and nailing a twisting Halo on Scott to take him down. Novak gets back to his feet and runs to the middle rope, springing off for a Lionsault on Scott! He connects with a barrage of fists afterward, keeping the downed Victor at bay by using Novak’s greatest resource – his speed. Van Leer sees Tristan in his targets, and he crouches down in the corner, preparing to obliterate the Irishman. Novak turns… and Van Leer just misses him with the Spear, drilling Brett Stokes instead! LVL doesn’t seem to mind, but Novak takes advantage by grabbing the stunned Van Leer from behind and dropping him with a Poison Rana!
Novak is to his feet AGAIN, and this time he helps Drake Vinaldi throw Brett Stokes over the top rope, eliminating him.
Brett Stokes has been eliminated.
Myles Ravington is being carried away on the stretcher, clutching his knee… but he suddenly rolls off and nonchalantly walks away. IT’S A MIRACLE! Ravington walks around a ring a bit, crouching low. He sees Van Leer connect with the Cerebral Palsy on Drake Vinaldi, driving him into the canvas, and swiftly slides in behind him. He waits on Van Leer to turn around… RAVINGTON EFFECT! LVL gets dropped with the modified Ace Crusher. Somewhere, Chris Collins is rolling in his grave. …Wait. Hmm, regardless, Ravington motions for Vinaldi and Novak to help him get LVL out of the ring. They lift Van Leer… but Novak and Vinaldi turn on Ravington, throwing him over the top rope!
Myles Ravington has been eliminated.
Victor Scott seizes opportunity to start swinging with Vinaldi. After a few exchanged forearms, Novak catches Scott from behind with a shot to the back of the head. Novak and Vinaldi try to throw Scott over the top rope, but dammit, he refuses. He's tenacious, like some kind of... one-legged wrestler, who despite not having much actual wrestling ability, is still liked for his disability. Zack Gow--Victor Scott battles back with a few shots to Novak. Vinaldi soon gets rocked by a back elbow, but before Scott could gain much momentum, LVL charges him and clotheslines him over the top rope! Scott nearly falls out of the ring, but somehow he hangs onto the top rope. He tries to skin the cat, but Vinaldi, Novak, and LVL start stomping away at him and kicking him until he falls to the floor.
Victor Scott has been eliminated.
It’s down to three men. After the next man is thrown over the top rope, the two remaining wrestlers in the ring will duke it out for the number one contender’s trophy. Novak, Vinaldi, and LVL take passing glances at one another, before Vinaldi charges Van Leer. LVL connects with a few punches, backing him into the ropes. Novak comes at Lance from the side, and Van Leer swiftly kicks him in the stomach and throws him into the corner. LVL starts choking the life out of Tristan, but Vinaldi kicks him in the thigh from behind. LVL staggers out, wobbling a bit, and Vinaldi focuses on LVL’s wheels, looking to ground him. He drives some more kicks into Van Leer’s legs before nailing a huge thrust kick that sends Van Leer staggering into the ropes. LVL nearly falls over from the impact, but he catches himself. Vinaldi charges LVL, and he back bodydrops the Sicilian Shooter. Fortunately for Drake, he manages to land on the apron and fire a forearm to LVL. Van Leer staggers backward, and Vinaldi grabs him from behind, nailing a lung blower. Van Leer drops to the mat, and Novak pulls himself to his feet with aid from the ropes. Vinaldi steps back inside, and the two men of European descent (LVL is from Belgian, so he doesn’t count) decide to work together against Van Leer.
They grab him by his hair to pull him up, but Lance shoves Vinaldi away and starts firing rights at Novak’s head. He whips Tristan into the opposite ropes and charges for a clothesline to send him over, but Novak moves out of the way, and LVL lands on the top rope, toppling. It looks like he’s going over, but as hard as Novak tries, he can’t send Van Leer to the outside floor. But suddenly, Roderick Brookes emerges from the crowd, wielding a Singapore cane! He takes one swift shot at LVL’s back, cracking the cane against human flesh, and Van Leer falls forward, toppling to the outside floor.
Lance Van Leer has been eliminated.
And now we’re down to two men. The strategy definitely changes here, as the object now must be to pin or submit your opponent. Vinaldi has to be tired after going through so much of the battle royal; but although Tristan Novak is last, he’s competing for the second time tonight, after successfully defeating Revolution… with a little help from Roderick Brookes. Vinaldi jumps Novak from behind, delivering some stiff forearms to his back. Drake whips Novak into the corner, and meanwhile begins tearing off his wrist tape, throwing it to the canvas. Drake charges Tristan… and delivers a Shotei Palm Strike in the corner, blasting Novak in the face! Tristan is dazed, and Drake begins violently and viciously chopping Tristan in the chest, with machine gun rapid-fire succession. Novak gets worn out, but it takes a lot of Vinaldi’s strength to perform the series as well. He pulls Tristan out of the corner and sets him up for the Snuffed Out! Novak has enough wherewithal to fight it off with some knee strikes before pulling Vinaldi into an inside cradle… one, two, thre—NO! Vinaldi kicks out JUST in the nick of time. Another fraction of a second, and Tristan would be holding the Number One Contender’s Trophy.
Novak grabs Vinaldi and delivers a few forearms to the face, stunning the Italian Stal—wait, that’s Morelli. Anyway, Tristan uses a barrage of shots to back Vinaldi into the corner. He mounts the ropes and starts firing down with closed fists, but before he can get halfway to the presumed goal of ten, Drake slips out, goes behind Novak… and delivers a pele to his back! Novak writhes in agony as Vinaldi climbs to the middle ropes and grabs Tristan… back suplexing him onto the mat. He hooks the leg, but Tristan shows his resiliency by kicking out. Drake slowly gets to his feet and lifts Novak, preparing a suplex, but Tristan blocks and nails a legsweep DDT! Novak is feeling it, and the fans start rallying behind him. Tristan goes onto the apron and screams at Drake to get up. Drake slowly rises to his feet, and Tristan springs off the top rope… He’s going for Vini, Vidi, Vici! But Drake counters… KILLING BLOW! He connects with the Killing Blow in mid-air! Novak falls to the canvas, dead; but Drake doesn’t have enough strength left to make the cover. Both men are down as the crowd’s cheering and applause rallies them back to their feet. It takes a moment, but both men eventually reach their feet at virtually the same time. Novak and Vinaldi meet in the center of the ring and begin exchanging punches. Novak soon switches to forearms, but this proves to be a mistake, as Vinaldi opts to utilize chops. Keep in mind with no wrist tape, there’s nothing preventing Drake Vinaldi from tearing into Tristan Novak’s chest with those brutal, stiff knife-edge chops.
After lighting Tristan up, Drake locks on a clinch and goes for a few more knees. He gets Novak stunned and slumped in the corner, and Vinaldi whips him off to the opposite side. Novak smacks against the turnbuckle pads, and Vinaldi tries to follow with a big knee, but Tristan dodges it, and Drake crashes knee-first in the corner. Vinaldi staggers out, clutching his leg, and Novak takes advantage, nailing a big dropkick to the knee joint of the Sicilian Shooter. Vinaldi goes down, and Novak starts dropping some elbows on his back before switching back to the leg. He locks on a half crab and turns Vinaldi over. Tristan bridges back as much as possible to apply pressure, and it’s obvious Drake is in a world of hurt. Vinaldi crawls to the ropes, trying to escape from the painful submission hold. After a moment of struggle, he finds his haven and forces a break. Novak kicks away at Vinaldi’s knee, and Drake pulls the veteran move, rolling to the outside. He limps on the outside floor, trying to shake loose the cobwebs. Meanwhile, Tristan is regaining some energy in the ring, and he decides it’s time to pull out one of his infamous dives. He runs to the opposite side and returns, connecting with a tope con hilo on Vinaldi! Both men get wiped out on the outside, and Drake’s head nearly smacks against the barrier! Fortunately for him, he stops just a few centimeters short, preventing one very painful headache.
Tristan is slow to his feet, but he receives a rousing round of applause once he reaches them. Novak gets fired up and rolls Vinaldi back inside the ring. He makes the cover, but Drake is able to kick out once again, preventing Tristan from walking away with the trophy just yet. Novak pulls Vinaldi to his feet again, and this time he’s setting up the Abolition! He attempts the flip… but Drake blocks it and back bodydrops him onto the mat. Tristan is on his knees, but he wisely crawls to the ropes, knowing how dangerous it is to be at a defensive position with a world-class striker like Drake Vinaldi. Novak pulls himself to his feet, and Drake is catching his breath near the opposite side. Novak charges Vinaldi for a shot, but Drake back bodydrops Tristan high over the top rope, sending him crashing on the outside floor! Vinaldi hobbles a bit and contemplates doing a dive. He runs to the opposite side of the ring once Novak gets to his feet, but as he returns and sticks his head through to dive, Tristan nails a wicked enzuigiri kick! Somehow, he kicks high enough to catch Vinaldi in the head, and Drake topples on the middle rope, out cold. Novak falls to the floor, holding his leg, but he knows he has to pull himself up and get back on Drake.
Novak rolls inside the ring and grabs Vinaldi, trying to pull him off the middle rope. He finally pulls the two hundred and twenty pounds of dead weight off the ropes, and Vinaldi falls limply to the mat. Novak seizes the opportunity, hooking the leg and counting with the referee… one, two, thre—No! Vinaldi still has some fight left in him. Novak can hardly believe it, but instead of dwelling, he pulls Drake back to his feet. Novak sets up the Abolition… but Vinaldi wisely shoves him into the corner to prevent that endeavor from coming to fruition. He lifts Novak and straddles him on the top turnbuckle. Vinaldi fires a huge open-handed palm strike to stun Tristan, before putting his legs in front of the ropes. Drake climbs to the top, setting up a huge superplex here. He tries to pull Tristan over, but Novak blocks it with a few shots to the ribs and manages to shove Drake off. Tristan stands on the top rope for a moment before leaping off… 450 Splash! But Vinaldi gets the knees up! Drake grabs his leg, looking to be in some serious pain, but Novak is the worse for wear, holding his abdomen.
Vinaldi crawls over to Tristan and makes the cover… but Novak kicks out at two and a half! Neither man wants to let the opportunity to fight for the World Title slip through their grasp. Vinaldi makes a cutthroat motion and pulls Novak up, setting him on his knees. Drake goes for the Killing Blow… but Novak ducks and rolls him into the schoolboy! One, two, thre—NO! Drake kicks out at two and nine-tenths, somehow kicking out, most likely on instinct. Novak gets to his feet, and Vinaldi is up again. He’s PISSED NOW! Vinaldi starts throwing some punches toward Novak, connecting with about fifty percent accuracy due to the speedy Irishman’s defense. Drake fires a kick that connects hard with Tristan’s rib. He shoves him into the corner and starts slapping the taste out of his mouth. Novak takes a few vicious shots, and Drake attempts a spinning back fist, but Tristan ducks under and nails a leg sweep… STANDING SHOOTING STAR PRESS! Tristan nails it! He hooks the leg… but Drake kicks out at two and a half! Tristan can’t believe it. He pulls Drake back to his feet, but this proves to be a mistake as Vinaldi blasts a European Uppercut against Tristan’s jaw, knocking him loopy. Novak staggers a bit, but Drake grabs him into a fisherman’s suplex and lifts him. Vinaldi slowly backs into the corner… and we know what he’s going for here. KRUSH RUSH! But Novak slips out at the last minute, causing Vinaldi’s shoulder to slam into the turnbuckles! He turns… and takes a Downward Spiral from Tristan Novak!
Novak has to mount some type of offense here. He has Drake Vinaldi grounded and weakened, and if he can hit a big move now, this match will be OVER. Tristan climbs to the top rope, and he’s setting up a big move… double corkscrew moonsault! He misses! Vinaldi moves out of the way just in the nick of time. Novak is gassed, and Vinaldi takes advantage, lifting him to his shoulders… and delivering a Fisherman’s Buster into the turnbuckles! Vinaldi hangs on… and does it again on the opposite corner! Here it comes… Here it comes… SNUFFED OUT! VINALDI NAILS IT! HE HOOKS BOTH LEGS… HE’S GOT HIM!
Winner: Drake Vinaldi via Pinfall at 45:37
Kenzo Katana rises from his seat at the commentary table and slides into the ring, the PWW World Title around his waist. He walks up behind Vinaldi, who has no idea Kenzo is in the ring. Katana slowly approaches Vinaldi from behind, but once he gets within a few feet, Drake spins around, ready to fight. Drake takes his stance, and Katana just stares him down as we fade to a promotional commercial for The Riches.
OOC: A big, huge thanks to Jay, who wrote matches five and six. Sorry for this being so late, but I’ve been busy working nights and going to college during the days, so it’s left me little time to do results.
Tyler Hart versus Travis Green
Exhibition: Singles
The Pure-Wrestling Prodigy is prepared to duel with newcomer Travis Green in this opening contest. I know what you’re thinking. “That’s pretty obvious, Dean.” “Get to the point, Dean.” Yeah, well, screw you, guys. If I want to fill this with useless action text, then it’s my prerogative! …hmm. Anyway, uh, I guess this match starts with a collar and elbow tie-up. Hart uses his superior British Lucharesu technique to grapple around Green a bit and apply a side headlock, taking him down to the mat. Green gets back to his feet and uses a back suplex to drop Hart right on his head. Green pulls Hart into a butterfly lock and takes him over with a suplex. He hooks the leg after the move, but Tyler kicks out at two. Mark Hopper is watching from the commentary table as Green applies a basic surfboard stretch on Hart, putting his foot between the shoulder blades and pulling back on the arms. Hart swiftly gets out of the move and wraps his ankles around Green’s head, taking him over. He gets back to his feet and takes a charging Travis Green over again with a headlock takeover. Hart wraps Green into La Majistral, getting a two count. As Hart plots his next move, Adrian King appears near the entranceway. He goes unnoticed at first, despite several fans cheering for him.
Hart applies a rear chinlock, and he catches a glimpse of King, which causes him to lose focus. In one of King’s hands, there is a large steel pipe, and he smacks it against the palm of his other hand. Hart tries to maintain focus on Green, but Travis slips out of a waistlock and rolls Hart into a victory roll for a two count. Green and Hart are back to their feet, with Green firing some shots to Hart’s chest. He whips Tyler into the ropes, and Tyler slides underneath the ropes to go to the outside. He starts mouthing off with King, and the referee slides outside, intervening. Hart yells at King as the referee keeps the two men separated. Green takes advantage at Hopper’s advice, attacking Hart from behind with a big shot to the back of the head. He grabs Hart and Irish whips him into the ring steps before rolling him back inside. The referee’s attention is brought back to the contest as Green grabs Hart… and drives him into the mat with the Rise to Fame! He hooks both legs, and picks up an impressive victory in his debut.
Winner: Travis Green via Pinfall at 7:30
Don’t call it a fluke just because Travis is really, really ridiculously good-looking. Hart stares down King, and he decides to leave through the crowd instead of passing by Adrian.
Match two:
Michael Simons versus Araña
Exhibition: Singles
Simons goes one-on-one with the high-flying luchadore known as Araña. Simons differs from Araña, as he doesn’t see any need in showboating and prefers a slower, methodical style with impact moves to weaken the body and prepare for a big move to end the match. Simons takes control in the early going, using his grappling ability to ground Araña and prevent him from using his wide array of aerial moves. Simons applies a front chancery to hold Araña on the mat, but with the help of the fans, the former XGW TV Champion battles back to a vertical base. He counters the front facelock with an inverted atomic drop and attempts a huracarrana follow-up, but Simons blocks it and counters into a huge release powerbomb, dropping Araña right on his head! He makes the cover, but the luchadore finds it within himself to kick out before three.
Simons goes back to work on the neck, focusing on the area of the body that his finisher, the Blind Eye Halo, harms the most. After a snap suplex, Simons gets another two count on Araña. Simons clubs Araña a few times in the back of the neck before whipping him off to the ropes. Michael charges for a clothesline in the corner, but Araña counters with a kick to the head. He turns and jumps to the top rope, before spinning around and nailing a high crossbody, catching Simons off guard for two. Araña runs to the ropes and springs off, looking for a big move on Simons. He attempts a Lionsault on the standing Unknown, but Simons counters by catching Araña… and driving him into the canvas with a sick tombstone piledriver! Simons hooks both legs to get the abrupt victory.
Winner: Michael Simons via Pinfall at 6:55
Match three:
Myles Ravington versus YOSHI
Exhibition: Battle Without Honor
One way or another, the feud between Myles Ravington and YOSHI will come to an end tonight. If Ravington wins tonight’s match, then YOSHI must become his personal court jester. However, if YOSHI wins the bout tonight, then Ravington must hand over his “title” of King of Philadelphia and must never cheat again. Heh, like he’d actually agree to that. Ravington and YOSHI start things off with a bit of wrestling. They find themselves at a standstill after exchanging a few armdrags, but The King goes to his bag of tricks by pulling YOSHI in by his tights and tripping him to the mat. Ravington locks on a rear chinlock, but YOSHI slips out and grabs Myles into a side headlock. Ravington attempts a back suplex, but the agile Japanese man flips out and lands on his feet behind Ravington. YOSHI grabs Ravington for a sleeper, but this time Myles counters into a saito suplex, dropping YOSHI on the back of his head.
Ravington makes the cover, even hooking the leg, but YOSHI kicks out at two. Ravington focuses on the neck a bit, applying a three-quarter facelock. YOSHI tries to fight out, but Ravington wisely places his boot behind YOSHI’s knee to bring him down and force more leverage on the hold. Ravington eventually rolls YOSHI through with a snapmare and applies a rear chinlock again. YOSHI manages to get to a vertical base and tries to power out with a back suplex. Ravington blocks, but YOSHI counters the headlock into a hammerlock. Ravington reverses it, but YOSHI hiptosses him to the mat. Ravington sits on the mat, a bit stunned, and doesn’t see the dropkick to the back of his head coming. YOSHI nails it and makes the cover, gaining a two count.
YOSHI pulls Ravington up, but he rakes him in the eyes. Ravington whips YOSHI into the corner, but decides not to pursue. Instead, he slides out of the ring and grabs a steel chair, tossing it inside. Ravington goes inside, grabbing the chair. He swings at YOSHI, but Japan-Amazing ducks under and counters by delivering a drop toehold on Ravington, dropping him right on the steel chair. Ravington gets to his feet, shaking off the move, but YOSHI kicks the chair out from underneath him and drops a leg, not wanting to cheat any more. He rolls Ravington onto his back and covers again, but Myles kicks out at two and a half. YOSHI decides it’s time to show why he’s the more talented athlete and scales to the top rope. He sets up a high-risk move, but Ravington shoves the referee into the ropes, causing YOSHI to get crotched. Ravington grabs YOSHI by the neck… and runs forward: Ravington Effect off the top rope!
Ravington doesn’t seem content now, as he grabs the steel chair and begins brutally choking YOSHI with it. The referee checks YOSHI, and he’s clearly unconscious, so he calls for the bell, signaling the end of the bout.
Winner: Myles Ravington via Pass Out at 8:50
Ravington seems content with himself as he drags the unconscious body of YOSHI backstage…
Match four:
Revolution (Lance Van Leer/Brady Cruise) versus The Novaks
Exhibition: Tag Team Tournament
The Novaks are set to dominate tonight as Rufus starts the match against Brady. Cruise tries to use his speed to offset Rufus’ inhuman strength. He gets a few shots in, and eventually starts wearing down Rufus with chops. Tristan bitches from the corner, telling Rufus to take it like a man. Cruise tags into LVL while having Novak stunned in the corner. Van Leer has a better chance of counteracting Rufus’ size by far. They exchange a few shots before Van Leer gets caught with a yakuza kick. Tristan wants a tag in now that LVL is taken down. He gets inside and puts the boots to Van Leer. Tristan tries to whip Van Leer into the ropes, but LVL counters and connects with a big powerslam. LVL drags Tristan to his corner and tags back into Brady. Cruise comes in and delivers a big rib breaker on Tristan for two, before Rufus is able to break it up by kicking Brady in the back of the head.
Cruise tries to go after Novak, but the referee separates them. This allows Tristan to connect with a dropkick behind Cruise, sending him into the corner. Rufus holds him in position as Novak nails a big splash to wear down Brady. Tristan tags into Rufus, and they double-team Cruise. Rufus lifts Brady and drops him on Tristan’s knee with a gut buster variation. Rufus pulls Cruise back to his feet and tries what appears to be a death valley driver, but Brady slips out and nails a half nelson backbreaker on the big man! Cruise starts to crawl to the corner to tag in LVL, but suddenly, Roderick Brookes appears from the backstage. He yells at Van Leer, getting his attention. LVL immediately jumps down, but security rush the scene, expecting this to occur. They immediately intervene, separating the two men. Cruise can’t believe LVL isn’t there to make the tag, and Tristan gets the tag from Rufus.
With Cruise distracted, Tristan manages to sneak up behind him and roll him into a schoolboy, getting a two and a half count. Cruise has the awareness to kick out before three, and LVL turns back to the ring, seeing Cruise getting to his feet. Novak attempts a DDT, but Brady counters with a big backbreaker. LVL runs to the ring and makes the tag, and he comes in now, grabbing Tristan. Van Leer punches Novak a few times to get him in the corner. He places him on the top rope and sets up a superplex. Brookes powers past the security guards and grabs hold of Tristan’s leg to prevent the superplex. The referee gets after him, and LVL hops down, yelling at Brookes to get the f*ck out of there. Cruise tags into Van Leer and goes after Tristan. He attempts a super Northern Lights Suplex, but Tristan counters… SUPER TORNADO DDT! Novak tags into Rufus, who comes into the ring and grabs Cruise. He nails the Conflagration! Cruise gets dropped right on his head. Tristan forces Rufus to tag back to him, and Novak grabs the shambles that are left of Cruise, driving him into the canvas with a sickening Abolition. He hooks both legs and gains the victory as LVL and Brookes are still exchanging heated words on the outside.
Winners: The Novaks
Brookes cackles evilly as he heads backstage, his work here being done… but LVL jumps him! Van Leer starts beating the holy sh*t out of Brookes for his interference, but the security break the two men up before it could escalate further…
Match Five:
Adrian King versus Zack Wicked
Exhibition: Battle Without Honor
Written by Ice Cold
Right now we're going to have two very large men beat the hell out of each other with their fists and other assorted weapons. If you want another classic technical wrestling bout, then you're just going to have to wait. The match begins with a slugfest, of course, and neither man is willing to give the advantage early in this Battle Without Honor. Wicked eventually gets fed up and fires a knee into the gut of King, slowing him down. Zack immediately follows up with a frenzy of forearms to Adrian's face, but King shoves him away. Zack runs at King, but he's floored with a massive clothesline. With Wicked down, King rolls to the outside and it's time for the weapons.
Adrian looks under the ring and pulls out the common wooden table but leaves it on the ground as he looks for another weapon. This time he grabs a fire extinguisher. Looks like fun. King rolls back into the ring with the weapon and stands up straight. Zack Wicked runs at King, but Adrian fires off the extinguisher. Zack manages to cover his eyes but as he opens them, King attempts to drill the extinguisher into his face. Wicked ducks the shot and waits for King to turn around, then boots the extinguisher back into his face. King drops his weapon and falls to the mat, holding his forehead as he rolls out of the ring. Wicked follows him and lays a few stomps onto King before pulling him to his feet. Wicked slams King's head off of the ring apron, causing him to stumble away. Zack now looks under the ring and pulls out a Singapore cane. Adrian King turns to face his opponent again, but the King of the Abattoir is met with a cane shot to the head. Wicked goes for another shot, but Adrian shows his tolerance for pain by grabbing the cane with his hands.
King's forehead begins to trickle with blood and he snatches the cane away from Wicked. Adrian goes for a swing to Zack's head, but Wicked ducks and runs at King, spearing him to the ground. Zack mounts him and the two begin to wrestle for the cane. King eventually gets fed up and shoots forward, thrusting his head into the mouth of Wicked. Zack backs up and checks his mouth, now seeing that it's bleeding. King gets to his feet as Zack sneers. Adrian quickly walks around to the other side of the ring as Wicked gives chase. Once they're by the announce table, Wicked tries to run at King, but Adrian spins around and swings at Wicked's legs, catching him right in the knees with the cane. Zack falls down to the ground as King lifts the cane into the air and drives a few painful shots into his back. Zack lets out a scream as King tosses the cane away and walks to the other side of the ring, grabbing the table that Wicked pulled out earlier. Adrian sets the table up and walks back towards Wicked, who's getting to his feet. Adrian tries to lift his opponent up, but Wicked catches him with a low blow.
King is doubled over and now Wicked grabs a steel chair from near the announce table. Zack folds the chair up and launches it at King's head, sending him stumbling backwards onto his behind. More blood pours from King's head, and Wicked runs at him, putting him on the ground with a big boot. Wicked takes a breather before pulling King to his feet and dragging him over to the wooden table. King's head is driven into the wood, then Wicked decides to shove King into the ring. Wicked follows King in and stands up… before looking at the table on the outside. He gets a sinister smile before laying a few stomps to King and pulling him to his feet. Zack boots Adrian in the gut and gets him in a standing headscissors… he's going for the Wickedbomb. Zack shows SUPREME strength and hoists King up over his shoulders, looking for the running powerbomb… but King manages to be too much and slips out of Zack's grip before being thrown out of the ring. Zack stumbles forward onto the ropes and turns around… right into a NASTY boot from Adrian King. It looks like Wicked is going to go over the top rope as he teeters on the top rope… but falls back into the ring. Adrian King gets fed up and runs at Wicked… spearing him through the ropes and through the table on the outside! "HOLY SH*T!" chants erupt without a doubt as both men are down on the outside.
King is the first man back on his feet after a bit and instead of grabbing Wicked, he looks under the ring and pulls out a black bag. He slides into the ring with the bag and empties its contents onto the canvas… thumbtacks, ladies and gentlemen. The crowd turns damn near homicidal as Adrian King calls to Zack Wicked. Wicked gets onto his feet, stumbling about, then slides into the ring to finish this fight. Both men look at each other… then slug it out. Wicked fires off a barrage of shots at King, striking him into the corner. Zack hits a few driving knees into King's midsection before dragging him out of the corner and hitting him with a DDT. King rolls away from the thumbtacks as quickly as possible, but Wicked doesn't let up. Adrian gets to his feet and Zack catches him from behind… HUGE german suplex on King! Wicked keeps his sudden burst of momentum going and drags King onto the pile of thumbtacks. King lays prone and Wicked… goes up to the top rope. Oh no. Wicked taunts the crowd as this damn three hundred plus pound man gets ready to leap off the top. He goes for the Wicked Splash… but Adrian moves!
Wicked crashes into the thumbtacks which mercilessly stab into his body. Zack stands up as fast as possible, trying to pull out the tacks, but King sends him to the ropes. Wicked comes back… Abattoir onto the tacks! Adrian makes the cover and earns the bloody victory.
Winner: Adrian King at 15:34
Match Six:
Rob Cavallo versus AJ Cross
Exhibition: Singles
Written by Ice Cold
The bell rings… and we're about to see a battle between two longtime professional wrestling rivals. Cavallo and Cross stand opposite of each other in the ring while staring holes into each other. The two now step up into the center of the ring and have a few words… and Cavallo throws the first strike, a swift kick to the thigh of Cross. AJ takes a few steps back and favors his leg, but Cavallo backs him up again with another kick to the opposite thigh. Cross is now on the ropes, and Rob looks to send him to the other side with an irish whip. AJ reverses the whip and sends Cavallo to the ropes. Rob comes back and goes for a flying crossbody onto AJ… but Cross catches him. AJ looks to spin Rob into a uranage slam, but Cavallo manages to land on his feet. Cross catches a few stiff elbows to the head before stumbling over to the ropes and favoring his head. He bounces back to attack Rob, but Cavallo catches him with a swift kick to the head. AJ falls through the second rope but lands on his feet on the outside.
As AJ favors his head, Cavallo decides to hit the ropes. He leaps into the air and goes for a big baseball slide to Cross, but AJ sidesteps it. Cavallo is halfway under the bottom rope, but Cross pulls him all the way to the outside. Rob is met with a swift boot to the gut… followed by a BRAINBUSTAH~! Cavallo looks just about dead, and AJ Cross rolls back into the ring. He sits on one knee as the crowd applauds the devastating maneuver this early into the game. AJ sees Cavallo stirring and slides back to the outside to keep the pain coming. Cross lifts Cavallo to his feet and attempts to whip him into the steel ring post, but Rob reverses it. Cross goes towards the post but throws a foot up just in time to stop himself. He turns around… only to have Cavallo leap onto the apron then bounce of at him! Rob catches AJ with a beautiful hurricanrana that sends him to the ground.
Both men take a little time to recuperate, and Cavallo is the first man up. He slides into the ring and AJ Cross goes to follow, but he's met with stomps to the back. Cross eventually works his way to his feet, but Cavallo backs him to the ropes and gives him an irish whip. AJ bounces off and comes back at Cavallo who drops to the mat, forcing Cross to hop over him. As Cross hits the ropes again, Cavallo pops back up and catches Cross with a spinning wheel kick. AJ drops and Cavallo now runs to the ropes and springboards off. He goes for a moonsault leg drop… but AJ rolls out of the way. Cavallo lands on his buttocks and AJ hits the ropes, coming at Rob with a big knee to the face. AJ goes for a cover, but Cavallo gets the shoulder up at the two. AJ quickly looks to capitalize by pulling Cavallo to his feet. He gets behind him and locks his arms around his waist, looking for some germans perhaps, but Cavallo manages to block the first with his feet. Cavallo moves his leg and tries to get to the ropes before AJ goes to pop off another suplex, but isn't fast enough so he's forced to block again. Cavallo tries to move forward once more, but this time AJ immediately pops off the suplex. However, Cavallo manages to land on his feet.
AJ spins around to meet his opponent, but Cavallo suddenly leaps forward and rolls Cross into a school boy. He gets the two, but AJ manages to kick out before the three. Both men get up quickly, and Cavallo throws a clothesline at AJ. Cross ducks under it and hooks up Cavallo's arms before rolling him into a crucifix pinning maneuver. Cavallo frees himself and both men get to their feet again. Cavallo now decides to change things up a bit and performs a swift yet stiff spinning kick to the gut of AJ, bending him over. Cavallo grabs AJ and pulls him up to a vertical base before running him backwards into the corner. Cross is out of breath, but Cavallo takes advantage by ramming his shoulder into AJ's gut a few times. Rob now lifts AJ onto the top rope before standing on the second rope. Cavallo throws a few right hands into AJ's face and balances himself. He leaps into the air, looking for a hurricanrana… but AJ Cross holds onto him! Cross shows supreme strength and lifts Cavallo back into the air. Rob tries to fight Cross with some right hands, but it's to no avail as Cross leaps forward… Cross Bomb from the top rope!
Both men are completely out of it as the fans begin to chant "PWW!". AJ Cross finally finds the strength to crawl over Cavallo and makes the cover. One, two, thr- no! Rob kicks out! AJ looks extremely angry and stalks Cavallo, obviously looking to end the match. Rob uses the ropes to help him stand up and as he turns towards the center of the ring… AJ goes for the Cross Cutter! No! Cavallo manages to show AJ away and he hits the mat hard. Cross quickly pops up, looking to stay on the attack… Time Traveler! AJ's head connects with the mat and Cavallo now has some much needed time to recover. He gets up and walks over to AJ before hitting a standing leg drop. He gets up again and grabs Cross by the arms then drags him over to the corner. Cavallo now ascends the turnbuckle and looks to the crowd. He leaps off… and goes for THE NUMBER ONE SWANTON IN THE UNIVERSE! NO! AJ gets out of the way but Cavallo somehow manages to roll through the move. Instead of turning around, Cavallo keeps running forward and leaps onto the second rope of the opposite corner. AJ gets up and runs towards Cavallo, looking to shove him to the outside, but Rob leaps up and spins, quickly rolling AJ up. He gets one, two… kickout!
Cavallo gets to his feet as a confused AJ Cross stands up as well. AJ goes for a big haymaker, but Rob drops down and gives him a sweep kick. Cross hits the mat and Cavallo runs to the ropes before coming back and going for the rolling thunder… AJ gets the knees up! Cavallo quickly gets on his own knees and moves across the ring, holding his back. He walks on his knees over to the turnbuckle and picks himself up as AJ Cross waits for him to turn around. Once he does, AJ runs at Rob for a spear into the corner… but Cavallo moves through the ropes and onto the apron, causing AJ's shoulder to connect with the post! Cross backs up holding his knee and Cavallo now sees his chance. He prepares himself on the apron as AJ Cross faces the other direction, still holding his shoulder. Rob Cavallo springboards himself into the ring, possibly looking to send AJ Back to the Future… but Cross spins around and DRILLS Cavallo in the jaw with a superkick! Cavallo lands on his feet in the center of the ring and he looks like he's about to fall down and pass out… but AJ nails the Cross Cutter out of nowhere! AJ drapes an arm over Cavallo for the cover… and this tiring bout comes to a close!
Winner: AJ Cross at 19:17
Cross gets up, tired as hell after that impressive win. Cavallo is eventually brought to his feet, as the fans applaud both men. Cavallo and Cross shake, and Rob raises AJ’s hand in victory. What a nice gesture.
Main Event:
Drake Vinaldi versus Lance Van Leer versus Seth Frost versus Tristan Novak versus Darius Falcon versus Victor Scott versus Brett Stokes versus Myles Ravington versus Rich Storrs versus Roderick Brookes
Exhibition: Gauntlet Battle Royal
Kenzo Katana joins Scott The Scoop and Blake Straker on commentary before the match gets underway. The fans are on their feet, anticipating the main event of the evening. They await the arrival of the first man in the gauntlet match, and it doesn’t take long before “Linchpin” by Fear Factor hits the speakers, and Victor Scott makes his way to the ring, getting a pretty good response. He steps through the ropes, awaiting his opponent. It takes a moment, but the familiar sound of “Money Talks” by AC/DC hits, and Rich Storrs appears. He slides into the ring, and the two men go right after one another, with the match beginning. Storrs charges Scott with a few punches, but Victor quickly knees him in the gut and delivers a release t-bone suplex. Storrs gets dropped on his head, and Scott jumps on top of him, mounting Rich and raining down with closed fists. Storrs covers up for the most part, and he eventually rakes the eyes of Victor Scott to get him off. Entrants will arrive at two-minute intervals. Victor staggers away from Storrs, holding his eye. This gives Rich ample opportunity to get back to his feet and mount an attack, grabbing Victor from behind with a Russian Leg Sweep. Storrs is the aggressor this time, punching Scott a few times in the head. The buzzer sounds, and the next entrant makes his arrival…
It’s Drake Vinaldi. The Sicilian Shooter hurries to the ring and slides in, immediately going after Storrs, who’s punching Victor in the head. Drake runs up to Rich and kicks him right in the face, sending him rolling on the mat in agony. Vinaldi grabs Storrs by the back of his head and starts driving knees into his face. He whips Storrs into the corner and attempts to follow up, but Rich maneuvers out of the way, causing Drake to smack off the turnbuckle pads. Scott gets back to his feet, and as Rich starts choking Vinaldi in the corner, Victor grabs him from behind with a big back suplex. Storrs gets dropped once again, and Victor opts to turn his attention to Vinaldi, hitting a few forearms against Drake’s skull. He tries to whip Vinaldi off, but Drake hooks the ropes and quickly fires a kick right to Scott’s jaw, rocking him. Victor stumbles about before Drake rolls forward, nailing a vicious rolling kappou kick on Victor’s nose! Scott falls to the mat, and Drake rests for a moment. Storrs charges Vinaldi, but Drake fires a kick right to his midsection to stop him dead in his tracks. Rich doubles over, and Drake brutally kicks him in the knee to send him face-first on the mat. Rich gets on his hands and knees, trying to crawl to safety, but Drake bends his leg inward and launches a brutal flick kick to the back of Rich’s head, sending him back down. Vinaldi hears the buzzer sound and awaits the arrival of the next entrant…
Seth Frost makes his way to the ring, getting a pretty big pop from the fans. Frost gets inside and starts exchanging forearms with Vinaldi. Seth gets the better of Drake momentarily and uses it to his advantage by springing off the middle ropes and nailing an asai moonsault to the standing Drake Vinaldi. Seth locks Drake in a side headlock and pulls him up, but Drake shoves him off to the ropes. Victor pulls the top rope down, trying to send Seth over it, but Frost stops himself before doing so and quickly kicks Victor in the stomach. Meanwhile, Storrs finds himself on the receiving end of a barrage of punches and chops from Drake, who’s fired up now. Victor drops Frost on his knee with a big backbreaker, and Vinaldi is meanwhile choking Storrs in the lower turnbuckle with his foot. Drake pulls Seth out of the corner and pulls him to his feet, locking on a clinch and driving some knees into his skull. Vinaldi runs to the ropes and returns for a yakuza kick, but Storrs ducks under and swiftly drop toeholds Vinaldi onto his face. Storrs floats over and applies a front chancery on Vinaldi, but Drake lifts him and shoves him into the turnbuckles. Drake tries lifting Storrs over the top rope, but Frost cuts Vinaldi off with a big dropkick to the back, after previously disposing of Victor Scott via a DDT.
Entrant five, Darius Falcon, now makes his way to the ring, pumped up and raring to go. Falcon slides in and immediately seeks out Seth Frost, grabbing him from behind with a side Russian leg sweep. He mounts Frost and starts choking him, but Vinaldi grabs Falcon by his hair and kicks him right in the face, repeatedly. Falcon becomes woozy, and Vinaldi finishes off his flurry with a Killing Blow! Falcon gets dominated in his first few seconds of entry, but before Vinaldi could even think about eliminating him, Victor Scott charges Vinaldi from behind, clotheslining him in the back of the head! Scott puts the boots to Vinaldi, but quickly turns his attention to Darius Falcon. Before Scott can counteract, Falcon connects with a big enzuigiri, rocking Victor. Darius gets back to his feet, but Seth Frost connects with a big German Suplex, throwing Falcon onto his head. Storrs sees the opportunity and charges Frost… but Seth ducks, and out of nowhere, Sakichi pops out from under the apron, wearing a blue bandana and skin-tight camouflage, and in one fluid motion, grabs the top rope and sends Storrs falling over the top, landing outside and becoming eliminated!
Rich Storrs has been eliminated.
Just moments after Storrs gets eliminated, he stares at Sakichi with rage and chases him all the way backstage, passing by the next entrant… Roderick Brookes. The Irishman gets some garbage thrown at him, but he’s not in the mood, as he shoves past Storrs and Sakichi and gets in the ring, setting his sights for Seth Frost. Frost is brawling with Vinaldi in the corner, but Brookes swiftly kicks him between the legs, stopping all his momentum. Brookes grabs Frost and turns him around, placing him in position… He lifts him into the Church Bombing, and Vinaldi climbs to the top rope! They’re going for Strychnine and Cyanide! But wait! Victor Scott pulls Frost out of the Church Bombing and spins Brookes around, drilling some right hands in his jaw. Vinaldi soon loses balance as Falcon cuts him off. Darius climbs to the top rope, setting up a superplex on Vinaldi. Frost soon regains his composure and runs up the ropes, shoving Falcon off the top rope, sending him all the way to the outside, and crashing against the barriers!
Darius Falcon has been eliminated.
Falcon is livid, but he’s forced to leave ringside as his arch nemesis Adrian King appears from backstage. Simpson may have prevented King from interfering in the main event, but Falcon is eliminated now, and King is ready to gain redemption for the week of torment he’s suffered at the hands of The Awakening. Falcon bails backstage as King pursues, but that’s the last we see of those two gentlemen for now…
Meanwhile, Brookes has neutralized Victor Scott in the corner as he scrapes his boot against Scott’s face. Roderick runs off the opposite ropes in a face wash attempt, but Victor grabs Brookes’ boot on his return, blocking it. Roderick seems shocked as he hobbles on one leg. Scott rises and trips him, sending Brookes to the mat as Victor starts dropping some forearms on him. Seth and Vinaldi are back toward the ropes now, as each man is trying to eliminate the other. The buzzer sounds, and out comes the self-proclaimed King of Philadelphia, Myles Ravington. Ravington slowly walks to the ring, confidently striding with every step. He enters the ring and stares down his opposition… who seem otherwise indisposed at the moment. Ravington nonchalantly leans against the ropes and yawns, mimicking his boredom with his opponents. He eventually decides to step in and attack Victor Scott, getting him off Roderick Brookes. Ravington grabs Scott and nails a big suplex. Brookes looks at Ravington, who winks at Roderick. Roderick doesn’t really… have any respect for Ravington, but he decides to leave him alone as the two men go back to working on Seth Frost. Brookes grabs Frost as Vinaldi pulls the top rope down. Roderick has Frost in a bodyslam position as he tries to heave him over the top rope. Frost hangs on, fighting it with every ounce of strength in his body, but Roderick finally succeeds, sending Seth to the floor.
Seth Frost has been eliminated.
Brookes, Vinaldi, and Ravington have Victor Scott right where they want him now. Ravington charges Scott, but Victor hiptosses him, trying to throw him over the ropes. Fortunately for Ravington, he’s too big to be hiptossed over that easily, so he just sort of… falls through the ropes, landing on the outside floor. Technically, he didn’t go over the top, so he’s still in the game. Vinaldi and Brookes take either side of Scott, getting ready to move in for the kill, when suddenly… the buzzer sounds, and Lance Van Leer appears. Brookes’ eyes bulge with rage as his head snaps in the direction of Van Leer. Lance is making his way to the ring, mouthing obscenities at Brookes. Roderick runs against the opposite ropes and comes back… and f*cking LAUNCHES himself over the top rope and onto Van Leer… but eliminates himself in the process!
Roderick Brookes has been eliminated.
The fans go crazy as Brookes scrambles to his feet and starts swinging for LVL. Van Leer evades most of the shots, and the two men start brawling all around ringside, even going near the announcer’s table for a second. Van Leer grabs a plastic bottle of water and smacks it against Brookes, but Roderick remains unfazed. Brookes smacks LVL’s head off the announcer’s table, and it’s clear neither man is willing to back down. Security has to be called in to try to pry these two apart. Meanwhile, Victor has Vinaldi in serious jeopardy. He nails a few rights before rebounding off the ropes and connecting with a tremendous lariat that sends Vinaldi on a wicked flip before landing on his head. Ravington is still on the outside, holding his knee, and it appears as though he’s injured. EMTs try to get to the scene, but Brookes’ and LVL’s brawl is getting in the way. Security and EMTs have flooded the immediate area, and the chaos outside is matched only by Victor Scott’s intensity in the ring. Scott grabs Vinaldi and starts trying to throw him over the top rope, but Drake fights it off by throwing some knees into Scott’s head. Van Leer is finally separated from Brookes and forced to go in the ring as Roderick is “escorted” backstage by a dozen security guards. By the time LVL gets in the ring, the buzzer sounds, and out comes Brett Stokes. HE’S STOKED~! Are you?
Stokes runs to the ring and slides in… and gets met with an immediate barrage of stomps from Van Leer. LVL pulls Stokes to his feet and whips him off to the ropes, but the plucky youngster springs off the middle ropes and connects with a twisting hilo reversa enchilada Chihuahua hamburguesa con salsa, totally wiping LVL out. Stokes gets to his feet, but Vinaldi superkicks him, nearly taking his head off! Stokes falls into Victor Scott, who half nelson suplexes his ass. Scott pulls Stokes to his feet and makes a little motion before Cradle Piledriving him, spiking him right on his head. Vinaldi starts kicking Scott in the back before he can get back to his feet, taking advantage of the inability to multitask in an environment like this. Drake whips Scott into the corner and follows with a big knee to the chin. He pulls Scott toward him again, but Victor blocks a knee attempt and blasts Vinaldi with a big European Uppercut. Drake falls on his ass from the impact, before falling all the way into a prone position. Victor wraps his arms around Drake’s legs and catapults him against the top turnbuckle, smacking his head off it. Van Leer is stomping a mudhole in Stokes’ ass in the corner, and the EMTs are calling for a stretcher for Ravington.
The buzzer sounds as the last entrant of the gauntlet battle royal makes his way to the ring – Tristan Novak! Tristan casually climbs to the apron, springs off, and gets ridiculous distance with a missile dropkick to the back of Victor Scott, spanning three-quarters of the ring! Novak gets to his feet and gives Scott a suck it gesture before booting him a few times. Scott gets to his feet, but Novak shows incredible agility by running up the ropes, turning, and nailing a twisting Halo on Scott to take him down. Novak gets back to his feet and runs to the middle rope, springing off for a Lionsault on Scott! He connects with a barrage of fists afterward, keeping the downed Victor at bay by using Novak’s greatest resource – his speed. Van Leer sees Tristan in his targets, and he crouches down in the corner, preparing to obliterate the Irishman. Novak turns… and Van Leer just misses him with the Spear, drilling Brett Stokes instead! LVL doesn’t seem to mind, but Novak takes advantage by grabbing the stunned Van Leer from behind and dropping him with a Poison Rana!
Novak is to his feet AGAIN, and this time he helps Drake Vinaldi throw Brett Stokes over the top rope, eliminating him.
Brett Stokes has been eliminated.
Myles Ravington is being carried away on the stretcher, clutching his knee… but he suddenly rolls off and nonchalantly walks away. IT’S A MIRACLE! Ravington walks around a ring a bit, crouching low. He sees Van Leer connect with the Cerebral Palsy on Drake Vinaldi, driving him into the canvas, and swiftly slides in behind him. He waits on Van Leer to turn around… RAVINGTON EFFECT! LVL gets dropped with the modified Ace Crusher. Somewhere, Chris Collins is rolling in his grave. …Wait. Hmm, regardless, Ravington motions for Vinaldi and Novak to help him get LVL out of the ring. They lift Van Leer… but Novak and Vinaldi turn on Ravington, throwing him over the top rope!
Myles Ravington has been eliminated.
Victor Scott seizes opportunity to start swinging with Vinaldi. After a few exchanged forearms, Novak catches Scott from behind with a shot to the back of the head. Novak and Vinaldi try to throw Scott over the top rope, but dammit, he refuses. He's tenacious, like some kind of... one-legged wrestler, who despite not having much actual wrestling ability, is still liked for his disability. Zack Gow--Victor Scott battles back with a few shots to Novak. Vinaldi soon gets rocked by a back elbow, but before Scott could gain much momentum, LVL charges him and clotheslines him over the top rope! Scott nearly falls out of the ring, but somehow he hangs onto the top rope. He tries to skin the cat, but Vinaldi, Novak, and LVL start stomping away at him and kicking him until he falls to the floor.
Victor Scott has been eliminated.
It’s down to three men. After the next man is thrown over the top rope, the two remaining wrestlers in the ring will duke it out for the number one contender’s trophy. Novak, Vinaldi, and LVL take passing glances at one another, before Vinaldi charges Van Leer. LVL connects with a few punches, backing him into the ropes. Novak comes at Lance from the side, and Van Leer swiftly kicks him in the stomach and throws him into the corner. LVL starts choking the life out of Tristan, but Vinaldi kicks him in the thigh from behind. LVL staggers out, wobbling a bit, and Vinaldi focuses on LVL’s wheels, looking to ground him. He drives some more kicks into Van Leer’s legs before nailing a huge thrust kick that sends Van Leer staggering into the ropes. LVL nearly falls over from the impact, but he catches himself. Vinaldi charges LVL, and he back bodydrops the Sicilian Shooter. Fortunately for Drake, he manages to land on the apron and fire a forearm to LVL. Van Leer staggers backward, and Vinaldi grabs him from behind, nailing a lung blower. Van Leer drops to the mat, and Novak pulls himself to his feet with aid from the ropes. Vinaldi steps back inside, and the two men of European descent (LVL is from Belgian, so he doesn’t count) decide to work together against Van Leer.
They grab him by his hair to pull him up, but Lance shoves Vinaldi away and starts firing rights at Novak’s head. He whips Tristan into the opposite ropes and charges for a clothesline to send him over, but Novak moves out of the way, and LVL lands on the top rope, toppling. It looks like he’s going over, but as hard as Novak tries, he can’t send Van Leer to the outside floor. But suddenly, Roderick Brookes emerges from the crowd, wielding a Singapore cane! He takes one swift shot at LVL’s back, cracking the cane against human flesh, and Van Leer falls forward, toppling to the outside floor.
Lance Van Leer has been eliminated.
And now we’re down to two men. The strategy definitely changes here, as the object now must be to pin or submit your opponent. Vinaldi has to be tired after going through so much of the battle royal; but although Tristan Novak is last, he’s competing for the second time tonight, after successfully defeating Revolution… with a little help from Roderick Brookes. Vinaldi jumps Novak from behind, delivering some stiff forearms to his back. Drake whips Novak into the corner, and meanwhile begins tearing off his wrist tape, throwing it to the canvas. Drake charges Tristan… and delivers a Shotei Palm Strike in the corner, blasting Novak in the face! Tristan is dazed, and Drake begins violently and viciously chopping Tristan in the chest, with machine gun rapid-fire succession. Novak gets worn out, but it takes a lot of Vinaldi’s strength to perform the series as well. He pulls Tristan out of the corner and sets him up for the Snuffed Out! Novak has enough wherewithal to fight it off with some knee strikes before pulling Vinaldi into an inside cradle… one, two, thre—NO! Vinaldi kicks out JUST in the nick of time. Another fraction of a second, and Tristan would be holding the Number One Contender’s Trophy.
Novak grabs Vinaldi and delivers a few forearms to the face, stunning the Italian Stal—wait, that’s Morelli. Anyway, Tristan uses a barrage of shots to back Vinaldi into the corner. He mounts the ropes and starts firing down with closed fists, but before he can get halfway to the presumed goal of ten, Drake slips out, goes behind Novak… and delivers a pele to his back! Novak writhes in agony as Vinaldi climbs to the middle ropes and grabs Tristan… back suplexing him onto the mat. He hooks the leg, but Tristan shows his resiliency by kicking out. Drake slowly gets to his feet and lifts Novak, preparing a suplex, but Tristan blocks and nails a legsweep DDT! Novak is feeling it, and the fans start rallying behind him. Tristan goes onto the apron and screams at Drake to get up. Drake slowly rises to his feet, and Tristan springs off the top rope… He’s going for Vini, Vidi, Vici! But Drake counters… KILLING BLOW! He connects with the Killing Blow in mid-air! Novak falls to the canvas, dead; but Drake doesn’t have enough strength left to make the cover. Both men are down as the crowd’s cheering and applause rallies them back to their feet. It takes a moment, but both men eventually reach their feet at virtually the same time. Novak and Vinaldi meet in the center of the ring and begin exchanging punches. Novak soon switches to forearms, but this proves to be a mistake, as Vinaldi opts to utilize chops. Keep in mind with no wrist tape, there’s nothing preventing Drake Vinaldi from tearing into Tristan Novak’s chest with those brutal, stiff knife-edge chops.
After lighting Tristan up, Drake locks on a clinch and goes for a few more knees. He gets Novak stunned and slumped in the corner, and Vinaldi whips him off to the opposite side. Novak smacks against the turnbuckle pads, and Vinaldi tries to follow with a big knee, but Tristan dodges it, and Drake crashes knee-first in the corner. Vinaldi staggers out, clutching his leg, and Novak takes advantage, nailing a big dropkick to the knee joint of the Sicilian Shooter. Vinaldi goes down, and Novak starts dropping some elbows on his back before switching back to the leg. He locks on a half crab and turns Vinaldi over. Tristan bridges back as much as possible to apply pressure, and it’s obvious Drake is in a world of hurt. Vinaldi crawls to the ropes, trying to escape from the painful submission hold. After a moment of struggle, he finds his haven and forces a break. Novak kicks away at Vinaldi’s knee, and Drake pulls the veteran move, rolling to the outside. He limps on the outside floor, trying to shake loose the cobwebs. Meanwhile, Tristan is regaining some energy in the ring, and he decides it’s time to pull out one of his infamous dives. He runs to the opposite side and returns, connecting with a tope con hilo on Vinaldi! Both men get wiped out on the outside, and Drake’s head nearly smacks against the barrier! Fortunately for him, he stops just a few centimeters short, preventing one very painful headache.
Tristan is slow to his feet, but he receives a rousing round of applause once he reaches them. Novak gets fired up and rolls Vinaldi back inside the ring. He makes the cover, but Drake is able to kick out once again, preventing Tristan from walking away with the trophy just yet. Novak pulls Vinaldi to his feet again, and this time he’s setting up the Abolition! He attempts the flip… but Drake blocks it and back bodydrops him onto the mat. Tristan is on his knees, but he wisely crawls to the ropes, knowing how dangerous it is to be at a defensive position with a world-class striker like Drake Vinaldi. Novak pulls himself to his feet, and Drake is catching his breath near the opposite side. Novak charges Vinaldi for a shot, but Drake back bodydrops Tristan high over the top rope, sending him crashing on the outside floor! Vinaldi hobbles a bit and contemplates doing a dive. He runs to the opposite side of the ring once Novak gets to his feet, but as he returns and sticks his head through to dive, Tristan nails a wicked enzuigiri kick! Somehow, he kicks high enough to catch Vinaldi in the head, and Drake topples on the middle rope, out cold. Novak falls to the floor, holding his leg, but he knows he has to pull himself up and get back on Drake.
Novak rolls inside the ring and grabs Vinaldi, trying to pull him off the middle rope. He finally pulls the two hundred and twenty pounds of dead weight off the ropes, and Vinaldi falls limply to the mat. Novak seizes the opportunity, hooking the leg and counting with the referee… one, two, thre—No! Vinaldi still has some fight left in him. Novak can hardly believe it, but instead of dwelling, he pulls Drake back to his feet. Novak sets up the Abolition… but Vinaldi wisely shoves him into the corner to prevent that endeavor from coming to fruition. He lifts Novak and straddles him on the top turnbuckle. Vinaldi fires a huge open-handed palm strike to stun Tristan, before putting his legs in front of the ropes. Drake climbs to the top, setting up a huge superplex here. He tries to pull Tristan over, but Novak blocks it with a few shots to the ribs and manages to shove Drake off. Tristan stands on the top rope for a moment before leaping off… 450 Splash! But Vinaldi gets the knees up! Drake grabs his leg, looking to be in some serious pain, but Novak is the worse for wear, holding his abdomen.
Vinaldi crawls over to Tristan and makes the cover… but Novak kicks out at two and a half! Neither man wants to let the opportunity to fight for the World Title slip through their grasp. Vinaldi makes a cutthroat motion and pulls Novak up, setting him on his knees. Drake goes for the Killing Blow… but Novak ducks and rolls him into the schoolboy! One, two, thre—NO! Drake kicks out at two and nine-tenths, somehow kicking out, most likely on instinct. Novak gets to his feet, and Vinaldi is up again. He’s PISSED NOW! Vinaldi starts throwing some punches toward Novak, connecting with about fifty percent accuracy due to the speedy Irishman’s defense. Drake fires a kick that connects hard with Tristan’s rib. He shoves him into the corner and starts slapping the taste out of his mouth. Novak takes a few vicious shots, and Drake attempts a spinning back fist, but Tristan ducks under and nails a leg sweep… STANDING SHOOTING STAR PRESS! Tristan nails it! He hooks the leg… but Drake kicks out at two and a half! Tristan can’t believe it. He pulls Drake back to his feet, but this proves to be a mistake as Vinaldi blasts a European Uppercut against Tristan’s jaw, knocking him loopy. Novak staggers a bit, but Drake grabs him into a fisherman’s suplex and lifts him. Vinaldi slowly backs into the corner… and we know what he’s going for here. KRUSH RUSH! But Novak slips out at the last minute, causing Vinaldi’s shoulder to slam into the turnbuckles! He turns… and takes a Downward Spiral from Tristan Novak!
Novak has to mount some type of offense here. He has Drake Vinaldi grounded and weakened, and if he can hit a big move now, this match will be OVER. Tristan climbs to the top rope, and he’s setting up a big move… double corkscrew moonsault! He misses! Vinaldi moves out of the way just in the nick of time. Novak is gassed, and Vinaldi takes advantage, lifting him to his shoulders… and delivering a Fisherman’s Buster into the turnbuckles! Vinaldi hangs on… and does it again on the opposite corner! Here it comes… Here it comes… SNUFFED OUT! VINALDI NAILS IT! HE HOOKS BOTH LEGS… HE’S GOT HIM!
Winner: Drake Vinaldi via Pinfall at 45:37
Kenzo Katana rises from his seat at the commentary table and slides into the ring, the PWW World Title around his waist. He walks up behind Vinaldi, who has no idea Kenzo is in the ring. Katana slowly approaches Vinaldi from behind, but once he gets within a few feet, Drake spins around, ready to fight. Drake takes his stance, and Katana just stares him down as we fade to a promotional commercial for The Riches.
OOC: A big, huge thanks to Jay, who wrote matches five and six. Sorry for this being so late, but I’ve been busy working nights and going to college during the days, so it’s left me little time to do results.