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ANARCHY [9.26.15] Sept 3, 2018 21:31:32 GMT -5

Post by Mat on Sept 3, 2018 21:31:32 GMT -5

Saturday, September 26, 2015

Washington, D.C.

Anarchy I

"America" by Deuce is playing throughout the arena as pyro blasts from the stage and jumbotron, the ramp, and finally the ring posts. The cameras then pan across the crowd showing all the various signs in attendance.

Mike Vincent: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the inaugural Anarchy! We are live on the BWF Network in the nation's capitol in Washington, D.C.! I'm Mike Vincent alongside my usual broadcast partner Cole Haywood and The Alternative's Lily Luna!

The camera cuts to the ring where Jen Brunelli is standing.

Jen Brunelli: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Anarchy! To reiterate the rules of the event, every match will be contested under No Disqualifications and No Contouts. The only means of victory are pinfall, submission, or referee stoppage.... This opening tag team contest is scheduled for one fall, and is for the AXW Tag Team Championships!

"The Takeover" takes over the sound system and out walks Leland Alexander and Malcolm M. Mitchell, clad in neoprene masks over their mouths that read "TAKEOVER". They stop right before the ramp and Leland drops into a squat, pointing both hands towards the ring in the shape of guns. Malcolm stands behind him, runs his hands through his hair, before stretching out his arms, flicking the water off his fingers. At the same time, Leland pulls the triggers and the two make their way down the ramp, high fiving fans on each side of the ramp. Malcolm slides into the ring while Leland somersaults through the bottom and middle ropes. Leland steps onto a turnbuckle, pointing at his hand, in the gesture for Detroit and then pounding his fist against his chest while pointing at the camera, while Malcolm stands on the turnbuckle next to Leland's, with his arms spread. They come down from their turnbuckles and remove their neoprene masks as their music fades out.

Mike Vincent: The Takeover are on a mission tonight and their goal is to win the AXW Tag Team Championships.

Lily Luna: In addition to that, they also have the numbers game in their advantage. Zoey and Velvet beat The Push two weeks ago as well.

Cole Haywood: And the best part of it is all four of them can be in the ring at the same time and the referee won't be able to do anything about it!

The lights dim as a laser light show begins, “Dance Pants” by The Push hits, Jimmy and Timmy emerging to a nice pop from the crowd. Timmy has a boombox over his shoulder, Jimmy dancing around and bringing the crowd to their feet. They dance towards one another and then turn straight ahead towards the ring, Jimmy slapping hands with fans and blowing kisses to the ladies as they sing along with the song. Timmy places the boombox on the outside as they turn to the crowd, waving their arms and getting the crowd behind them. Scaling turnbuckles, The Push looks fired up before leaping off and giving each other a double high five. “Dance Pants” fades out as they look ready for battle.

Mike Vincent: Despite not having a numbers advantage, The Push won't go down easy.

Lily Luna: One of the greatest tag teams in AXW's short history, the first team to win the AXW Tag Team Championships twice, and let's not forget they ended Hand of Blood's historic 229 day reign.

Cole Haywood: Being the first team to win the titles twice means they'll also be the first team to lose the titles twice, and that's gonna happen tonight.

Jen Brunelli: Introducing first, the challengers, accompanied to the ring by Velvet Valentine and Zoey Mathews-Mitchell, at a combined weight of 419 pounds, Leland Alexander and Malcolm M. Mitchell, THE TAKEOVER!

The Takeover look intense as they wait for the match to begin.

Jen Brunelli: And their opponents, from Scranton, Pennsylvania, at a combined weight of 395 pounds, they are the defending AXW Tag Team Champions, "Jumpin'" Jimmy Reynolds and "Thunderlips" Timmy McDermott, THE PUSH!

The Push raise their titles in the air, then touch them together as if they were making a toast.

AXW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS

Tag Team Match

vs.

As soon as the bell rang, the two tag-teams rushed at each other with Timmy going after Malcolm and Jimmy going after Leland. The Push were out there to prove themselves that they weren't a joke team and there's a reason why they are the current AXW tag-team champions. Jimmy manages to clothesline Malcolm out of the ring while Timmy dodges Leland's Superkick and hits a superkick of his own. Jimmy and Timmy hit a double dropkick on Leland, sending The Takeover member out of the ring as well. The Push hype up the crowd as they bounce up and down. Once The Takeover get to their feet, The Push run to the ropes and they both do a Duo Suicide Dive...only for Zoey and Velvet to move their respective loved ones out of the way.

Malcolm and Leland thank their lovers with kisses before capitalizing. Malcolm picks up Jimmy and front suplexes him to the barricade and Leland does the same to Timmy. The Takeover then backs away and pose for the fans before hitting a running big boot to the side of the Push faces, causing Timmy and Jimmy to bump heads from the impact of the move for maximum hurt damage. The Takeover aren't done yet as Malcolm holds onto the both of the Push members heads in a front chancery lock before hitting a double DDT. Leland then quickly runs and jumps on the barricade before hitting a modified lionsault onto both of the Push torsos. Leland and Malcolm pick up Jimmy and irish whips him to barricade in the opposite side of the ring. Malcolm then gets a steel chair from underneath the ring before allowing Leland to Irish whip him towards Jimmy. Jimmy backbody drops Malcolm instead. Leland rushes over at Jimmy, but Jimmy gets his boot up and hits Leland right on the chin. Before Jimmy can capitalize, Malcolm slams the steel chair at the back of Jimmy's head and Jimmy goes down like he got shot. Leland recovers and hits Jimmy with a gutwrench suplex while Malcolm gets on the barricade with the steel chair in hand. Malcolm leaps up and hits a steel chair assisted leg drop, landing on the throat of The Push member.

Seems that the Takeover forgot about Timmy and Timmy makes sure that they paid for that. Timmy dodged Leland's haymaker and hits a haymaker of his own, that knocks out Leland. We see that Timmy's right hand is wrapped with steel chains. Malcolm picks up his trusty chair and swings at Timmy, but Timmy knocks the chair out of his hands with the steel chained fist. This hurts Timmy as well as he comically winces in pain. Malcolm quickly eye rakes Timmy temporarily blinding him which causes the fans to boo at the dirty tactics but Malcolm doesn't care. Malcolm then attempts to suplex Timmy to the steel steps, but the zombie like Jimmy rises from the dead and holds onto his tag team partner's legs, preventing Malcolm from hitting the suplex. Timmy then knocks Malcolm out with the steel chained fist. With both of the Takeover members down, Timmy helps Jimmy to his feet. Jimmy searches underneath the ring and finds an old school oversized boombox (yes, literally a boombox was under a wrestling ring). Jimmy gleams in excitement as he pretends to listen to the boombox and jam to it. Timmy had to tell Jimmy to refocus on the objective which Jimmy obliges. Jimmy then signals for one of the Takeover members to get up.

Malcolm is the unlucky one as his head gets smashed in. Jimmy waits for Leland to get up to and goes to hit Leland with the boombox, but Leland hits him with a superkick instead. Timmy quickly goes after Leland, but Leland hits him with the reverse STO right on the floor. Leland then transition it to a Koji clutch and the deadly submission is locked tightly. With his partner down and no one else can save him, Timmy desperately tries to break out of the hold, but Timmy denies him that opportunity. Timmy then reaches his hands out, desperately trying to get his hands on anything and he manages to get the steel chain. Before Leland can stop Timmy, Timmy hits Leland with the steel chain, right on the cheeks. Leland tries to suck up the pain as his cheeks are now bleeding but Timmy hits him with the chain repeatedly to the point that Leland breaks the submission hold as he grimaces in pain.

Timmy gets on his feet and starts whipping Leland with the steel chain! The crowd and the Ladies of Takeover looks on in horror as The Push aren't known for their brutality, but in this match anything goes. Timmy then drops the steel chain and picks up Leland Alexander before rolling him to the ring. Timmy then climbs up the turnbuckle and signals for the More than a Feeling (Macho Man top rope elbow drop), but Velvet Valentine holds onto Timmy's foot. Timmy tries to kick away Velvet and successfully does so. But this gives Leland time to recover as Leland rushes over to the turnbuckle to meet Timmy and Leland performs a spectacular Spanish Fly!!! The crowd chants Holy(Well you know what they are chanting) as both competitors are down. Leland crawls towards the downed body of Timmy before hooking Timmy's right leg. 1..2...Jimmy breaks up the pin. Jimmy starts stomping on Leland but Malcolm(his face busted open after the boombox head shot) rolls in the ring with a fire extinguisher and taps Jimmy on the shoulder. Jimmy turns around and Malcolm sprays Jimmy with the fire extinguisher, all of its smoke contents poured on Jimmy. After emptying its content, Malcolm then smashes Jimmy Reynolds with the fire extinguisher, payback from the boombox shot. Jimmy is also busted open as Malcolm helps the beaten and battered Leland to his feet. Malcolm wedges the fire extinguisher in the middle of the turnbuckles before stepping out of the ropes(but not out of the ring). Leland hoists Jimmy up for a powerbomb before running and hitting his signature corner running powerbomb right on the fire extinguisher while Malcolm hits the back brain kick as well. Leland simply watches Jimmy crumbles to the mat before stepping out of the ropes(again not out of the ring). From there Malcolm hits a springboard hilo and Leland hits a springboard leg drop. Malcolm pins Jimmy while Leland looks out for Timmy`s interference.

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2

Timmy slides through Leland's legs and breaks up the pin in time with an elbow to Malcolm's head! Leland is frustrated as he goes after Timmy, but Timmy hits Leland with a running elbow shot to the face. Before Timmy can put out any more offense, Malcolm creeps up on Timmy and hits him with the Zig Zag. Malcolm screams that he has enough of The Push bull crap and it's time to end this which the groggily Leland agrees. The Ladies of Takeover nods to each other and pulls out a table from the ring and the crowd naturally chants table. Zoey slides the table to the ring and Leland and Malcolm sets up the table. They pick up Jimmy and together they send him out of the ring. Leland tells the Ladies of Takeover to take care of Jimmy and they do so by stomping on him. Malcolm and Leland signals for the TAKEDOWN (3D) as Malcolm picks up Timmy to his feet before Irish whipping him to the ropes. Malcolm goes for the flapjack part of the 3D, but miraculously Timmy manages to grab onto Leland's head and hit a modified tornado DDT on Alexander, driving his head on the mat. Malcolm turns around, only for Timmy to jump over the table and hit Malcolm with a huricanranna (not the smoothest huricanranna, but it got the job done). Malcolm groggily gets to his feet, but Timmy hits him with the Codebreaker, taking him out. Zoey and Velvet notice that their boys are down as they stop attacking Jimmy and attempt to get to the ring, but Timmy hits them with a baseball slide to their pretty faces, sending them down. Timmy then runs to the ropes and hits a corkscrew plancha on both of the Ladies. Timmy helps Jimmy to his feet and The Push enter the ring. Jimmy hits Leland Alexander with the Get Your Dance Pants On (Shake, Rattle, and Roll Neckbreaker) while Timmy rolls Malcolm M. Mitchell to the table before climbing up the turnbuckle. Timmy poses for the fans before executing the More than A Feeling! The Macho Man style elbow drop connects as Timmy sacrifices himself and put himself and Malcolm through the table. Jimmy helps Timmy cover Malcolm and the referee counts

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2

3!

Jen Brunelli: Here are your winners, and STILL the AXW Tag Team Champions, THE PUSH!

Mike Vincent: What a battle to start off Anarchy. The Push bested the Takeover tonight.

Lily Luna: And they managed to keep Zoey and Velvet at bay, which makes this win that much more impressive since they were outnumbered 4-2.

Cole Haywood: Another fluke win for the Push, just like when they beat Hand of Blood.

The Push are worn out, but they celebrate their title win by dancing in the middle of the ring. The celebration gets cut short, however...

Mike Vincent: I'm not familiar with this music...

A moment passes, before an imposing figure stands on the stage.

Mike Vincent: That's... that's Jason! Jason of Hand of Blood! One half of the longest reigning AXW Tag Team Champions with Inferno... but why is he out here alone?

Jason makes his way down to the ring, and The Push know that he's not here to dance with them, and both start attacking him, but he pushes them both off. Jason drives Jimmy Reynolds to the mat with First Blood (Michinoku Driver II), and Timmy Reynolds gets one as well. Malcolm, who is starting to come to, gets a First Blood from Jason, and Leland who slides back into the ring receives the same fate.

Lily Luna: Jason's cleaning house, but it's not hard when everyone is so tired out.

The Lights turn off as “The Ruiner” by Nine inch Nails plays as Inferno walks out, brooding as always. Inferno’s eyes gleam eerily black as he slowly makes his way to the ring, his face showing his crazed, demented behaviour before composing itself into a grim, wry smile. The crowd is eerily quiet, as he makes his way down the ramp. Then, the lights come back on and Inferno climbs the steel steps, and the turnbuckle before jumping down on the ring. He walks over to Jason, as the two pick up the AXW Tag Team Championships. They raise them into the air.

Mike Vincent: Things just got really interesting.

A bloody hand swipes across the screen before cutting backstage.

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We cut to the parking lot where a limo has pulled up to the arena. The driver exits the vehicle and opens up the passenger door in the back. Someone exits from the limo, but we are not sure who as the camera is fixated on the man's shoes. The man takes several steps toward the arena, and stops to ask someone "Where is Luke Mathews' office?" And a follow up, "Thank you," before continuing on his way, the camera shot not going above the man's knees the entire time to keep his identity a mystery.

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‘War Machine’ begins to play, as the crowd rises to their feet. The song plays out with the white spots lights zooming around the arena until the 33 second mark when the drums kick in and Austin Graves steps out from the back, checking the black hockey tape on his wrists.

Salvatore Pellegrino: This next contest is set for one fall! Introducing first, from St. Louis, Missouri, weighing in at 245 pounds, "War Machine" AUSTIN GRAVES!

Graves pays no attention to the crowd whether they boo or cheer him, and he’s focused like a laser beam on the task at hand. Rolling into the ring under the bottom rope, he rolls to his feet and walks over to the hard (tv) camera side of the ropes, placing both hands on the top ropes, pressing down on them slightly, staring coldly into the camera at first, then giving way to a cold, almost sick half smile as if to say, “I’m going to enjoy this…”

Mike Vincent: This is gonna be a war.

Lily Luna: He's not called the War Machine for nothing after all.

Cole Haywood: He better be prepared for disappointment because there's no way he's leaving tonight with a win.

"Second Sucks" by A Day to Remember plays and out walks Toa with the towel, drenched in blood, wrapped around his neck. He is staring down on the ground and listening to the boos and cheers coming from the fans.

"FIGHT"

Salvatore Pellegrino: And his opponent, representing the Shooters, from the Isle of Samoa, weighing in at 280 pounds, "Samoan Executioner" TO'A!

Once he hears the opening line, he starts walking down the ramp, still not showing his face. When he walks up the steel steps and enters the ring, he throws the towel on the ground and does a battle cry.

Mike Vincent: Damien Steele not accompanying TO'A tonight.

Lily Luna: Perhaps he is preparing for the Light Heavyweight title match tonight.

Cole Haywood: Or maybe they do have a plan up their sleeves, The Shooters are calculating.

Grudge Match

vs.

The referee motions to rings the bell, and Austin Graves launches himself onto the Samoan, rapidly hitting jabs, punches, elbow strikes, whatever he can to ground TOA. TOA is down on one knee, and Graves has locked him in a side headlock. He wrenches TOA's head tight, and TOA struggles to break free. Graves tries to take TOA down, but TOA counters the takedown attempt by powering out of the headlock! TOA is back up now, and Graves is quick to react by locking up with TOA! Both men are in the middle of the ring, and TOA seems to be powering over Graves, until Graves releases and knees TOA in the gut, bending him over. Graves bounces off the ropes and returns with a running stiff Lariat, taking down TOA once again! Graves wastes no time here and drops a standing somersault legdrop across the legs of TOA, before dropping his right knee directly on TOA's spine. He rolls out of the ring, and searches under the ring for a weapon, which the referee cannot disallow because all matches are no DQ, no countout!

He finds a steel chair from under the ring and quickly rolls into the ring with it. However, TOA has already got up and Austin stops dead in his tracks. The expression of TOA shows that he is majorly pissed off, and he is going to give Austin hell. Austin thinks on his feet and quickly charges at TOA with the chair, but TOA jumps off and hits a jumping enzuigiri out of nowhere! His foot hits the chair which bounces off the face of Graves, but he may have hurt his leg in the process! TOA gets up, and hits a running chop to the back of Austin, followed by a football kick and then finishes off with a running senton, his full weight dropping onto the midsection of Graves! He covers—

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Kickout.

TOA has grim determination on his face as he picks Austin up, and throws him around like a ragdoll with a German Suplex, floated into a dragon Suplex, floated into a X-plex! He covers—

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2..

Kickout.

TOA is clearly favouring his left leg as he rolls away from Austin to take a short breather. Austin seems to like this despite TOA dictating the pace of the match. He gets up, and both men circle each other, neither men being the first to attack. Both men lock up again, and this time, Austin has the upper hand, locking in TOA in a cravate followed with a snapmare. Austin bounces off the ropes and looks for a running knee, but TOA counters with a Warrior slam! His left leg almost gives out after he slams Graves down onto the mat and he goes to cover him—

1..

2..

Graves kicks out !

TOA’s face is flushed, and he is panting hard.

He climbs the middle turnbuckle, and goes to hit a splash onto a prone Austin, who rolls over, avoiding the impact. Austin slowly gets up, looks around and realises that this is his time to take advantage of the situation at hand. He flashes his most obnoxious grin to the camera, to a loud pop. TOA slowly gets up, and like a hunting predator, Austin hits a superkick with deadly precision, sending TOA to the corner. From there, Austin unleashes with back-to-back running diving elbows to the corner, rapid double-palm strikes, shoot kicks to his left leg and finishes off the chain of attack with a cannonball senton. He drags TOA to the middle of the ring and pins—

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2..

TOA rolls over! Now it is Austin’s turn to be frustrated as he looks around frantically for anything that would help him overcome TOA. He spots the steel chair he introduced near the apron across the ring and lunges to grab it. He positions the chair in the middle of the ring, and kicks TOA’s left leg and follows with the Five Finger Death Punch before setting him up for his finishing package piledriver! The crowd is electric right now with a loud wave of cheers coming as Austin goes to drop TOA with the C2G on the steel chair, followed by a huge wave of boos. Before Graves could realise what was happening, Damien Steele whacks him on the back of his head with a kendo stick! Austin lets go of TOA and turns around, grabbing Damien and connecting with a Belfast Kiss! And another! And another! And another! Damien is busted up and it takes all his strength to release himself from the vice-like grip of Austin and shove him back, right into a spinning backfist from TOA! Dazed, Graves turns to the other direction only to be kicked in the gut! Damien laughs, and bounces off the ropes to hit the Loony Stomp on Austin, right onto the steel chair! He smiles, and offers Austin to TOA who pins the unconscious Graves for the win.

Salvatore Pellegrino: Here is your winner, TO'A!

Mike Vincent: Unsurprisingly, Damien Steele comes out to help his mentor win.

Lily Luna: But how smart was it on behalf of Damien? He's already busted open and he has a Light Heavyweight Championship Match later!

Cole Haywood: There's no need to worry about that, I'm sure TO'A will return the favor and bring the Light Heavyweight Championship back around the waist of Damien Steele where it belongs.

Graves is laid out in the middle of the ring as TOA and Steele walk out, bruised and bloodied, celebrating the win in the midst of the boos.

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ANARCHY [9.26.15] Sept 3, 2018 21:33:10 GMT -5

Post by Mat on Sept 3, 2018 21:33:10 GMT -5

"Code Red" by Nonpoint blares as a red light shines down on the ramp, flashing and flickering as Bruiser Lazzou emerges to a chorus of boos in a black singlet with a red hazard symbol on it, cracking his knuckles and then slapping his face, roaring and then pounding his chest before heading to the ring, yelling "OPEN FOR BUSINESS!" to fans, some of the younger ones still so traumatized by this once beloved hero.

Jen Brunelli: This next handicap contest is set for one fall! Introducing first, from Augusta, Maine, weighing in at 325 pounds, BRUISER LAZZOU!

He enters the ring and runs the ropes, stomping his feet like a bull and roaring once again with his arms extended and his head tilted back, roaring once more as his music fades out.

Mike Vincent: Bruiser Business is open for tonight.

Lily Luna: I'm pretty sure Bruiser Business is open 24/7.

Cole Haywood: And tonight, The Misfits will effectively close Bruiser Business.

"96 Quite Bitter Beings" plays over the sound system as out walks The Misfits. TRENT drops to his knees with his arms outspread, while Cletus Mathews stands behind him holding his chair into the air, and Danny stands next to Cletus.

Jen Brunelli: And his opponents, at a total combined weight of 650 pounds, Danny Hall, Cletus Mathews, and TRENT, THE MISFITS!

They make their way down to the ring, with Danny yelling at some children at ringside.

Mike Vincent: This is their first match where all three of them are competing together, can they actually band together to take down Lazzou when his back isn't turned?

Cole Haywood: Of course they can, there's three of them and one of him, it's simple math, Mike.

Lily Luna: Where Cole lacks in vision, he makes up for with basic math.

Handicap Match

vs.

Bruiser stands his ground as the Misfits start to inch toward him. Cletus swings his chair but it gets swatted out of his hands. The Misfits all start throwing punches at Lazzou, Lazzou takes down Danny out with a back elbow, then shoves TRENT and Cletus away with each hand. TRENT and Cletus run at Bruiser, which is as effective as running into a brick wall. Danny tries taking his turn at running at Lazzou but gets launched over the top rope. Cletus Mathews follows suit, which just leaves TRENT. Lazzou wastes no time by starting to beat the shit out of TRENT. Lazzou whips TRENT to the ropes and takes him to the mat with a snap powerslam. We see that TRENT has been busted open from all the punches from Lazzou. Lazzou runs to the ropes but Danny and Cletus each grab a leg and trip him, then manage to pull him out of the ring. Whatever plan they had gets thwarted as Cletus is thrown hard into the barricade and Danny is sent into the ring post. Lazzou slides into the ring, and prevents TRENT from hitting him with Cletus' chair. Lazzou rips the chair out of his hands and strikes him in the gut, then nails TRENT in the head with it. Lazzou sets the chair down and sets TRENT on the top rope, and starts to climb up with him. Lazzou gets pulled off the turnbuckle by Cletus and Danny, and Lazzou happens to land back first on the chair.

Danny and Cletus hammer away at Lazzou, but Lazzou still manages to shove them away, but gets taken down by a missile dropkick from TRENT. TRENT quickly instructs something to Cletus and Danny, and they exit the ring. TRENT grabs the chair and gets some good shots in on Lazzou. Cletus re-enters the ring with a chair and a pipe, and Danny enters the ring with a chair and barbed-wire-wrapped baseball bat. TRENT continues hitting Lazzou the chair, Cletus hits him with the pipe, and Danny drives the barbed wire bat into his back. Danny grabs one of the chairs as they all repeatedly slam their weapons into the back of Lazzou. Danny grates the barbed wire bat across the forehead of Lazzou. Despite all he's taken, Lazzou isn't out yet. He's on his kness, trying to throw punches at Danny, but behind Lazzou Cletus is holding a chair to the back of his head, which TRENT forces into his head with a Trentsetter (Shining Wizard to the Back of the head). The Misfits dog pile on Lazzou which sees victory for them.

Jen Brunelli: Here are your winners, THE MISFITS!

Mike Vincent: This was just a 3-on-1 beat down on a defenseless man.

Lily Luna: And at age 43, Lazzou could be nearing the end of his career, and the Misfits my have shortened it by that much more.

Cole Haywood: Oh please, defenseless? He had weeks to prepare for this match, and he failed. He knew what he was getting himself into tonight.

TRENT wipes his boots near the body of Lazzou, before the Misfits exit the ring, smiles on their faces. Lazzou manages to sit up in the middle of the ring, getting some cheers from the crowd, not something that he usually hears. The camera picks him up saying, "It ain't over, not even close."

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“Sister Inferior” Olya Oglovska does her final series of warm-up exercises using a ballet stretch band and a balance ball chair. She has her left foot on the balance ball while laying on her right side with the stretch band wrapped around the left heel and waist. Olya also appears to be sporting her fight gear for the evening: a Leg Avenue Sinful Sister Costume. The ensemble consists of a black zip-front garter dress with lace sleeves and a long black lace habit. Her trademark opera binoculars dangle on a necklace like a crude replacement for a crucifix. Prior to Gina Furlow’s approach for an interview, Oglovska slightly fidgets with the zipper. Miss Oglovska also appears to have a bag containing, at first glance, random objects. However, the camera notices a silver Bell-brand HONKER 300 Bike Horn, a pink heart-shaped Latex balloon, several 1.75 ounce tubes of NeoStrata Cellular Restoration Cream, one Carewear Dry Cleaning Sponge, and one Dritz Wrap and Stay Retra Tape Measure. Might be more surprises stuffed inside, but it’s a visual aid designed to communicate that her opponent won’t be the only one bringing party favors. Displaying a tinge of timidity, Gina Furlow conducts the interview with Olya. Miss Oglovska stands up while stretching both arms behind her during the majority of their conversation.]

Gina Furlow: Olya, you are moments away from competing in your Rubber Match against Marina Blue. Um, you do realize that it’s just an expression for a third match and not a match involving rubber, right?

Olya Oglovska: Gina, dahlink, you must be one jokink, da? Tonite is Anarchy. That means Marina and I will not bound by rules or conventions. Nyet. Our current confrontation will be unorthodox. It just suits us both nicely as we’re whip-pink each other’s sculpture into shape.

Gina Furlow: Eleven days ago, you tweeted about how you needed to convince yourself that you could dominate Marina. Do you have enough faith in yourself and believe you can come out on top?

Olya Oglovska: Still haphn’t taken leap yet. I will find out once I step inside rink wit Marina. She’s from North Hollywood, home of amorally adorable actresses, and is incredibly…devastatinkly belief-able. I’ve been soul-searchink all hours since makink that tweet, demure doll. Nearly reached brink maintainink my temple in frustratink futility. My mistresspiece plans on demolishink an unholy relic, Miss Furlow, but not before I’m worship-pink at her feet. Besides, how can I belief I will come out on top when I work best when fightink in bottom positionink? Speakink of, is yours chiseled out of marble or granite?

Gina Furlow: I’m not involved in your exhibition, Olya, focus. For all intents and purposes, you’ve been building this match up like your ass is up for grabs. Figure of speech! What makes you think Marina sees you as someone to subjugate?

Olya Oglovska: Her talkink about violatink my throat and makink me talk right, for starters. Could also be how she views me as a star attraction or that she’s go-ink to paint my face. Of course cherry on top that she’s probably pop-pink tonite might be revealink da somethink special she got for my tantalizink throat. [Subconsciously gulps.] I’m not walkink out of that rink same way I came in. When I was wrestlink Blazenwinks they thought I was nothink more than Bobo’s beddink buddy. May not half been thought of as a grappler, but they viewed me as a lady…even if of evenink. Facink other women in this Division…there was modicum of mutual respect as female professionals. Marina, though…she views me as a canvas that she’s gonna fuck up in more ways than one.

Gina Furlow: Sounds like you’re being compliant with Marina orchestrating your own obliteration in front of two different types of paying audiences. She apparently has the psychological edge. Watching your previous propaganda, the locker room rumor mill thinks you should be called Marina’s “Capitulating Crushian.” How will you combat against it, Sister Inferior? What’s the need for all those foreign objects?

Olya Oglovska: She has her bag of tricks and playthinks…I’m brinkink mine. In back of her mind Marina might view me as pet project…trained seal, da? That explains why I’m takink a Bell HONKER 300 Bike Horn. The heart shaped balloon was because I wanted somethink latex other than gloves. The copious amounts of NeoStrata Cellular Restoration Cream will be perfect when I slather it on us like muddy clay. Can’t be disqualified for keepink your opponent’s skin in pristine conditionink. Threw in a Dry Cleanink Sponge since I want my mistresspiece to not half any blemishes or imperfections. Only problem might come from us developink mass amounts of glistenink perspiration. Finally, I chose to put this particular model of tape measure known as “Dritz Wrap and Stay Retra” since I might need somethink to restrain Madam Blue.

Gina Furlow: Well, I can’t say you haven’t put any thought heading into your encounter. Any last words you’d wish to relay to Marina?

“Sister Inferior” drops down onto her knees, head bowed, palms up, and shoulders shrugged spouting another prayer of some sort.

Olya Oglovska: Hail Marina, fucker of mercy
Pour thy chalice of malice down a gullet guilty
O Madam, make me speak in proper tongue I testify
Or lash it whip smart not battink an eye
There will be no excuse
One of us will be painted as other’s muse
I atone in advance wit a moan transgressif
Especially if it will settle our tiff
Chasten

Olya Oglovska kips up to a vertical base. She waves goodbye to Gina Furlow before picking up the bag of foreign objects. While carrying the bag with her right hand, she goes back to fidgeting with her zipper. One might think the repetition of zipping/unzipping could be some sort of obsessive compulsion.

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"Slip It In" hits as Marina comes out holding a bag in one hand and a cat o' nine tails in the other. Gimp follows behind her crawling on the ground.

Salvatore Pellegrino: This next contest is set for one fall! Introducing first, accompanied to the ring by Gimp, from North Hollywood, California, MARINA BLUE!

She drops the bag at her corner and enters the ring, cracking the whip a few times.

Mike Vincent: She carries that bag around with her, who knows what's actually inside it...

Lily Luna: We could very well find out tonight.

Cole Haywood: It's probably not as weird as what Olya had in her bag moments ago.

“Like A Prayer” by Madonna provides a peppy ambiance through the loudspeakers. Olya Latanya Oglovska saunters to the ring sporting her provocative fight gear while pushing a wheelbarrow containing her own bag of “party favors.”

Salvatore Pellegrino: And her opponent, from Saratov, Russia, "Sister Inferior" OLYA OGLOVSKA!

Marina stomps her foot, points at Olya, and gives a “come hither” command with her index finger. “Sister Inferior” complies but not before pushing it down the entrance ramp and prostrating on her stomach. She aims the wheelbarrow to hit Gimp who narrowly leaps out of harm’s way. Oglovska’s bag flies into the ring as she decides to full-on sprint towards Marina.

Mike Vincent: Olya with a different entrance tonight, and we're starting the match off right away!

Rubber Match

vs.

Oglovska starts acting offensive by pulling the Dry Cleaning Sponge from her bag and looking to scrub Blue vigorously. Olya goes for a Double Leg Takedown but is met with a swift right knee from Marina. The blow causes “Sister Inferior” to drop the sponge as well as crouch right in front of her rival’s heels. “Lick them, dahlink!” Blue mocks while setting her opponent up for an Axe Kick. She subsequently transitions into a Figure-Four Headscissors. Olya bites her lower lip to block out the pressure while gradually shifting Marina into a pinning predicament. However, she does not wait for referee Jessie McCormick to count as she hoists Marina up for an Airplane Spin.

Whether from inertia or the sheer explosiveness exhibited by Marina’s right knee, Miss Oglovska puts Blue down after two revolutions and snaps off a Russian Leg Sweep. Both combatants spasm briefly as such an incredible impact resonates through them. In a bid of gaining psychological supremacy, Marina taunts the crowd with her right index and middle fingers. This gesture garners a “GAG FAC-TOR” chant throughout the arena. Feeling unusually sore in the early going Oglovska crawls on her elbows to a bag she brought positioned against the western set of ring ropes. She commences lathering herself up with what is labeled as “Cellular Restoration Cream.”

Olya liberally applies tube after tube of the Cellular Restoration Cream all over herself and Marina like sunblock. She goes to lock on a Standing Bear Hug but cannot get a decent grip. Oglovska then tries for a series of Schoolgirl Pins yet only receives ineffective one-counts. Blue tries her hand at a couple of such cradle maneuvers but gets similar results. After her fifth attempt, Olya busts out a Dragon Suplex only for “Bluesy” to counter with an ingenious Inverted DDT. Thinking from a dominant perspective Marina cops a feel on Olya while working on a lackadaisical cover. Oglovska lifts her left shoulder as both women kip up to a vertical base after 1 and ½.

The various globs begin to permeate into their respective skins after “Bluesy” delivers a sickening Super Kick that propels “Sister Inferior” into the southwestern set of turnbuckles. Smirking deviously, Marina skips over to her bitter competition with cruel intentions. She alternates front and back open hand slaps with her left hand while unzipping Oglovska’s garter dress almost halfway. Blue amplifies her attack when noticing every minor flinch and twitch communicated by Olya’s body. Jessie McCormick wants to break this maniac from her aphrodisiac habit, but is legally bound to only render a decision based on pinfall or submission.

Marina crescendos toward a critical climax when “Sister Inferior” finally manages to rummage a bike horn from her bag. Honking it on full blast creates enough distance for a role reversal. Olya places the ball of her bike horn into Blue’s mouth prior to executing a Sombo Suplex. The horn squeaks just as it pops out of Marina’s confused oral cavity. She signals Gimp to toss her the cat o’ nine tails. Blue catches the implement for infliction as a means of flailing away at Oglovska’s legs, shoulders, and upper back. Olya scrambles to find anything left in her bag that could defuse this sadistic situation. The last object she can grab before Gimp pulls it back into the wheelbarrow is the tape measure she mentioned earlier. “Sister Inferior” disarms Marina of her wicked weapon with a Hammerlock. She fumbles with the tape measure, though, and is unable to restrain Blue. While Olya watches her final foreign object roll past the eastern ring apron, Marina notices her opponent’s exceptionally long necklace chain. After digging a hard-edged heel between Oglovska’s shoulder blades, Blue drops her wretched rival to a kneeling state. The amount of euphoria coursing through “Bluesy’s” veins is almost overwhelming. Almost. She tells Miss Oglovska that it’s time to unveil the “something special” she procured specifically for her throat.

Olya appears momentarily defiant as “Bluesy” chokes her incrementally with the necklace chain extensions attached to opera binoculars. There must be at least 24 inches of extra chain. Oglovska’s lips are temporarily pursed until Marina yells out “TAKE THIS IN REMEMBRANCE OF ME!” “Sister Inferior” puckers her lips after nodding saying “Ave Marina.” Marina Blue then jams what looks like a dildo down Oglovska’s trembling throat. The apparatus appears to have been unsheathed from Blue’s left heel. However, once sparks fly out of Olya’s mouth, it becomes apparent that the adult toy might have peculiar properties akin to The Mountie’s cattle prod. Despite not being pulled to anything, the cattle prod causes all lights inside the arena to go out momentarily. When power’s restored, Olya captures Marina in her patented Gnostic Orthodox. Blue flails her legs to no avail as Jessie McCormick counts
1…
2…
3.

Salvatore Pellegrino: Here is your winner, OLYA OGLOVSKA!

Mike Vincent: This may have been one of the strangest matches I've ever seen, but Olya proves her worth as one of the best female wrestlers in this company.

Lily Luna: This may have been the rubber match, but I feel like we haven't seen the last of this feud.

Olya rolls out of the ring, holding her throat as Jessie McCormick raises her hand in victory. In the ring, Marina whips Gimp with the cat o nine tails out of frustration.

September 29, 2015 on the BWF Network

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ANARCHY [9.26.15] Sept 3, 2018 21:34:59 GMT -5

Post by Mat on Sept 3, 2018 21:34:59 GMT -5

Jen Brunelli: This next contest is set for one fall, and is for the AXW Light Heavyweight Championship!

The lights all go out and "Miseria Cantare" by AFI starts as a single spotlight shines on the entrance as Damien Steele is standing in the entrance hair in front of his face as at the 45 second mark of the song. Damien flips his hair back and starts to walk down to the ring, as the words of the song start.

LOVE... YOUR HATE...

Damien Steele makes no connection to any fans that might be throwing insults his way, almost as if he is only focused on the ring.

YOUR... FAITH LOST...

Steele reaches the ring as he walks around to the steps.

YOU... ARE NOW...

Damien waits at the bottom of the steps.

ONE... OF US...

A wicked smile comes across his face as the words of the song repeat again just a little bit faster this time.

LOVE... YOUR HATE... YOUR... FAITH LOST... YOU... ARE NOW... ONE... OF US...

Steele takes one step up the steps, till he reaches the top step and wipes his feet before entering the ring.

Mike Vincent: Damien Steele could make history tonight by becoming the first ever two time AXW Light Heavyweight Champion.

Lily Luna: And it's not gonna be an easy task for him, he's facing one of the best in the world against Ryan Starr.

Cole Haywood: If Ryan is one of the best, then Damien is THE best. Damien IS the Light Heavyweight Division.

As Footsteps by Pop Evil begins to blare through the speakers of the arena, Ryan comes out from behind the curtain. He stands and looks out into the crowd. He then runs down the ramp, hitting hands with the fans and slides into the ring. Then he goes up onto the ropes and bounces on them, trying to get the fans all hyped up for the match. He then jumps in the ring a little to get warped up to face his opponent.

Mike Vincent: Ryan Starr currently holds a lot of accolades, but the one of importance right now is the AXW Light Heavyweight Championship.

Lily Luna: Zack Fields said it best last week, he is a World Class Workhorse.

Cole Haywood: And Damien Steele is gonna take that workhorse behind the shed and take back what's his.

Jen Brunelli: Introducing first, representing the Shooters, from Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at 221 pounds, "The Vicious One" DAMIEN STEELE!

Damien doesn't take his eyes off Starr as the crowd boos him.

Jen Brunelli: And his opponent, from Tampa, Florida, weighing in at 195 pounds, he is the RSPW Jr. Weight Champion, the winner of the 2015 World Super J-Cup, and the defending AXW Light Heavyweight Champion, RYAN STARR!

Ryan throws his championship into the air as the crowd cheers.

AXW LIGHT HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP
Singles Match

vs.

The match begins with Ryan Starr connecting with a Hurricanrana onto the challenger, sending Damien out of the ring. Starr exits as well and drags Steele over to the nearby barricade and hangs him upside down. Ryan psyches himself up before hitting a textbook Baseball Slide. He leaps onto the southern ring apron with plans of a Modified Cannonball Senton. Starr throws caution to the wind by not anticipating any counter from his adversary. Damien catches him for a pulverizing Powerbomb. “The Vicious One” then eyes both the nearby apron and barricade before balancing Starr on his shoulders. Steele sets up for an F-5 but gets splattered by a Tornado DDT when Ryan Starr manages to adjust his feet onto the apron during the initial rotation. Ryan then proceeds to roll Damien back into the ring before administering a Reverse Chinlock. The mat tactician seems to be grinding his own gears to a halt as fans bemoan this rest hold.

Ryan Starr gives up on breaking down Damien’s neck any further with the Reverse Chinlock. He ricochets off the northern set of ring ropes looking to perform a picture-perfect Front Dropkick. Starr misses the mark when Steele wraps him up for a Northern Lights Suplex over the southern top rope. The throw has such a fluid delivery one might speculate it being more of a Back Body Drop. Even Damien assumes Ryan went clean over until he receives a Jumping Roundhouse Kick. Starr then drills “The Vicious One” with a Flying Forearm Smash. He makes an attempt to cover as referee Gus Ramos makes a quick two-count.

Damien Steele fires a forearm of his own to Ryan’s jaw in order to break up the pin attempt. Ryan has enough presence of mind to Irish Whip his opposition into the eastern set of ring ropes. Steele tries to hop onto Starr for an Inverted Frankensteiner. Ryan bucks off “The Vicious One” and nabs him for a Double Knee Backbreaker. He makes sure to hit high on the shoulder blades since they are muscles in close proximity to the neck. Considering his threshold for pain has been breached and that this match is on pay-per-view, Damien unleashes an obscenely long string of expletives. Adrenaline kicks in as Steele goes into an “eye-for-an-eye, neck-for-a-neck” mentality. “The Vicious One” almost floats in the air when he kips up into a Pele Kick off his back staggering Mr. Starr. This momentary disorientation allows Damien enough time to pull of an Electric Chair Driver onto Ryan. Hooking both legs in a bid to prevent the current champion from retaining, Steele thinks he’s becoming AXW Light Heavyweight Champion.

1…

2…

Ryan Starr powers out by striking with a Bell Clap/boxing Damien’s ears. Steele tries clotheslining his rocket-fast rival. However, Mr. Starr ducks and strikes with a Russian Leg Sweep into a Single Leg Boston Crab combination. Damien continues feeling pressure surge through every sinew and tendon. A lesser man would’ve given up believing their leg was snapped like a Thanksgiving turkey wishbone. Ryan increases the torture by placing his right knee near his challenger’s neck. Steele somehow manages to roll through the excruciating hell-hold. He would believe the submission maneuver was a “hell-hold” because it stoked a damned inferno into that particular extremity. Another quick burst of adrenaline shoots into Steele’s system as he blocks a couple of martial arts style kicks by Ryan before hoisting him up for a Buckle Bomb. Damien makes certain Starr’s spine lands flush against the northeastern turnbuckle. After jettisoning the champion, “The Vicious One” slaps his stronger leg. He zeroes in on Mr. Starr scrambling to achieve a fully erect vertical base. Instead all Ryan can do is double over while Damien preps for a possible Looney Stomp.

Austin Graves sprints rather fast down the entrance ramp in a black t-shirt and jeans. Damien Steele’s still priming for his Looney Stomp by bouncing against the northern ring ropes. However, he gets intercepted by a Pounce-like Shoulder Tackle from “The War Machine.” Having been ricocheted out of his intended orbit, “The Vicious One” staggers into a Belfast Kiss given by Graves. He, Austin Graves, doubles up with a Cradle 2 Grave Package Piledriver for good measure. Noticing Damien completely unconscious, Ryan Starr thinks about going for an academic victory with his tried and true Starr to Remember. However, given the amount of blunt head trauma administered via Austin Grave’s belligerent blitzkrieg Starr orders for the Code Red. Though academic, referee Gus Ramos still gives Damien a fighting chance by raising Steele’s arm three times. Ramos signals for the bell and the AXW Light Heavyweight Championship. Upon receiving his championship from the official, Ryan Starr holds his contested prize aloft with both hands.

Jen Brunelli: Here is your winner as a result of a submission, and STILL the AXW Light Heavyweight Champion, RYAN STARR!

Mike Vincent: Turnabout is fair play, Ryan Starr hangs onto the AXW Light Heavyweight Championship as Austin Graves gets some revenge from earlier.

Lily Luna: I knew Damien was biting off more than he could chew earlier.

Cole Haywood: Austin Graves is just a sore loser, plain and simple.

Ryan Starr raises his championship into the air as Austin Graves has since left ringside to prevent any further repercussions with the Shooters.

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The scene opens backstage in Luke Mathews' office, clearly coming into the middle of a conversation. The Camera is filming the back of an unknown man. Over his shoulder we can clearly see a cautious face of one Luke Mathews.

Luke Mathews: You can see my concern.... Right?

The man shrugs and simply replies...

Man: Yeah.

Luke Mathews: I mean... I'm willing to put the past aside and do business with you, but-

The man cuts in-

Man: Look Luke, I'm not here to wrestle your company from you. I'm not here to secretly take over. I'm here for one last run. I feel better than I ever have. Doing that yoga shit, and been clean living. I'm in the best shape of my life and I don't plan on just filling a suit to perfection, you feel me?

The camera moves around the frame of the man with the Familiar voice, to reveal "The Icon" Steve Corman sitting opposite Mathews.

Luke Mathews: Uh huh.

Steve Corman: You of all people should get it. You should come on down to Texas, and step into my ring. I know you've got the itch...

Mathews seems to contemplate it, rubbing his chin.

Luke Mathews: Like I said. I'm happy to have you here. I know you, and I know you can draw like no other-

Steve Corman: They used to say I had a license to print money in this business.

Luke Mathews: I'm aware. But Steve, the second the people in charge feel like you're trying to get a piece of what's not yours, they'll fire you. I made sure of that.

Steve Corman: Fair enough.

Luke stands and extends his hand.

Luke Mathews: Welcome to AXW.

Corman smiles and rises, extending and taking Luke's hand in his.

Steve Corman: You're gonna love having me here.

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"Too Drunk to Fuck" by the Dead Kennedys kicks in as a smirking Jack Adams comes jogging out from the back. He looks at the crowd, laughing to himself as he walks to the ring, all the while Adams is goading the fans and prevoking them, daring them to punch him, before feigning punching them himself. Generally, just being a bully.

Salvatore Pellegrino: This next contest is the $10,000 Manliness Challenge! Should Jack Adams' opponent defeat him, they will win $10,000. Introducing first, from Fort Payne, Alabama, weighing in at 230 pounds, "The Last Real Man Alive" JACK ADAMS!

Adams slides into the ring and being the dick he is, just yells to the hard camera "LAST REAL MAN ALIVE!" He grabs the mic from Salvatore.

Jack Adams: So I get you and not Jen, huh? I'm too much man for her to handle anyway. Before we get started here, I'd just like to say that it's gonna be a pleasure to have Steve Corman in AXW. Now, onto the challenge. The keyword is Manliness, the second keyword is challenge, both are things that TRENT did not show me two weeks ago. So with that said, the person that walks down that ramp better bring me a challenge... or a sandwich... or a hook--

All the lights in the arena flick off except for a single gold light aimed on the entrance stage. 'Come To Life' by Alter Bridge interrupts Jack Adams as it blasts out of the speakers around the arena. Mercer Prime walks out from the back as the rest of the arena is lit up with gold light.

Salvatore Pellegrino: And his opponent, making his AXW debut, from Dayton, Ohio, weighing in at 225 pounds, MERCER PRIME!

Mercer stands on the stage and throws up both arms and lets out a roar before heading down to the ring.

Mike Vincent: Mercer Prime formerly of EWS where he held the RSPW 6 Man Tag Titles with Danny De Vries and AXW alum Jushin Kimura.

Lily Luna: And I think Mercer Prime will quite literally give Jack Adams a run for his money.

Cole Haywood: Jack Adams always finds a way and tonight will be no different.

$10,000 MANLINESS CHALLENGE
Singles Match

vs.

Mercer immediately throws elbow after elbow to Jack. Mercer sends Jack across the ring with an overhead belly to belly suplex. Jack helps himself up in the corner and Mercer comes in with an elbow smash in the corner. Mercer lifts Jack up for a sidewalk slam. Mercer starts to lift Jack up for a suplex, but Jack lands behind him, and takes Mercer to the mat with a neckbreaker. Jack hits Mercer with several knife edge chops, then plants him with a DDT. Jack runs the ropes and connects with a Running low knee to the breadbasket, and then keeps running and hits Alabama Hamma (Running Polish Hammer). Jack lifts Mercer up and runs him into the turnbuckles with a Running Corner Powerbomb, then bounces off the ropes as he looks for the Meathook, but Mercer ducks catches the arm and slams Jack to the mat with a Primal Slam (Full Nelson Slam). Mercer lifts Jack onto his shoulders and delivers a Fireman Carry Throw to the top rope (guillotine style), then elbows him in the back of the head. Jack falls out of the ring. Mercer hypes up the crowd then ducks through the ropes to get Jack, but Jack bonks him on the head with a cookie sheet.

Jack slides into the ring and hits Mercer with the Meathook Clothesline. Jack sets Mercer up and plants him to the mat with the Alabama Slam (Short Throw down Powerbomb). Jack stomps away on Mercer with Alabama Stompdown (Garvin Stomp). Jack locks in a sleeper hold on Mercer. Mercer tries to fight it but starts to fade. Referee Brian Sullivan raises the arm of Mercer, Mercer keeps it up showing he still has fight. Mercer gets to his feet with Jack on his back, and runs backwards forcing Jack off in the corner. Mercer takes some time to get some composure, and unbeknownst to him, Jack takes the pad off the turnbuckle. Mercer approaches Jack and Jack throws him to the mat with a Throwdown Spinebuster. Jack pulls his knee pad down, and looks to rock Mercer with a Knee Trember, but Mercer lifts Jack onto his shoulders and looks to hit the No Mercy (Fireman's Carry Cutter), but Jack slips off and pushes Mercer into the exposed turnbuckle. Jack then drives Mercer's head into the mat with a Gotch-Style Piledriver. Jack pins, and Mercer gets his foot on the bottom rope at the count of two, but that doesn't matter with no rope breaks.

Salvatore Pellegrino: Here is your winner, JACK ADAMS!

Mike Vincent: Jack Adams hangs onto his money, and unfortunately his cheating ways were legal tonight.

Lily Luna: What was he saying before the match though? He wants someone to bring him a sandwich or a what?

Cole Haywood: A hook... and an eye-patch. He likes to play pirate sometimes.

Jack Adams slaps his hands together as if he were wiping dirt off, before exiting the ring.

Card to be determined. Will feature competitors and matches from various promotions.

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ANARCHY [9.26.15] Sept 3, 2018 21:37:38 GMT -5

Post by Mat on Sept 3, 2018 21:37:38 GMT -5

Jen Brunelli: Ladies and gentlemen, this is your Semi-Main Event which is a Triple Threat Match for the AXW Women's Championship!

Blue strobe lights roams around the arena like a trance as the opening drum beat of "Generation Lost" by Rise Against blares out of the PA system.Few seconds later out comes Janet Hurricane, her hoodie veil blinding her face. As the tempo gets faster and faster, we see her jumping up and down, still cannot see her face. Once we hear the lyrics, Janet reveals her face to the crowd and starts shadowing punching and kicking, feeling the energy of her theme song and the fans cheering.Then she starts walking her way to the ring, slapping a few hands from the crowd and bopping her head to the music. Once she enters the ring, she takes off her hoodie and does a couple of shadow boxing, again feeling the energy of the music before it fades.

Mike Vincent: Janet Hurricane feels she hasn't received a rightful one-on-one rematch for the Women's Championship which dates back to December, and when she finally gets one she and Hailey Harris are at each other's throats.

Lily Luna: Hailey Harris also deserved a one-on-one rematch, but neither woman wanted to take a back seat to the other.

Cole Haywood: Everything you guys are saying is irrelevant because Caitlin Shay will leave as Women's Champion.

The tunes of "Unbreakable" by Fireflight pulse over the PA system as pink and purple strobelights flash and pulse. Hailey emerges, bouncing up and down, firing the crowd up before sprinting down the ramp, slapping hands with fans, both of her arms extended. She slides into the ring and scales a turnbuckle, one hand on her hip, the other raised high in the air. She jumps off the turnbuckle with a smile, prepared for her match.

Mike Vincent: Hailey Harris has the longest reign as Women's Champion at 141 days.

Lily Luna: When she won the title people had their doubts but she proved that she is one of the best this company has to offer.

Cole Haywood: And her reign will easily be toppled by Caitlin Shay who will hold the title for the rest of time.

"Snake Charmer" hits as a strobe light show begins. A little bit of smoke pours over the stage. A little after 30 seconds, when the snare roll comes in, is when Caitlin Shay emerges from the back. She stops on the stage, and looks around the crowd, raising her AXW Women's Championship high into the air. She makes her way down to the ring, where she climbs onto the apron. She takes a moment to talk down to the crowd before entering the ring. She walks to the opposite ropes, with her arms spread, and a smile on her face as if to say, "I'm better than you." The music fades out as we await for the match to start.

Mike Vincent: Caitlin Shay the current Women's Champion is currently sitting at 69 days as champion. If she loses tonight she will be etched in as the shortest reign in history.

Lily Luna: The current shortest reign is Sierra Starr with 73 days, but that's due to AXW closing in 2013.

Cole Haywood: As I said, Caitlin will hold the title for the rest of time, there's no need to worry.

Jen Brunelli: Introducing the challengers, first, from Charlotte, North Carolina, JANET HURRICANE!

Janet uses the ropes to do some last minute stretching as her fans cheer for her.

Jen Brunelli: Next, from Baltimore, Maryland, "The Long Shot" HAILEY HARRIS!

Hailey raises her hand into the air, getting a few more cheers as she's not too far from her hometown.

Jen Brunelli: And their opponent, from Pinecrest, Florida, she is the defending AXW Women's Champion, CAITLIN SHAY!

Caitlin raises her championship into the air, but unlike her competitors she gets a wide array of boos.

AXW WOMEN'S CHAMPIONSHIP
Triple Threat

vs.

All the ladies stand their ground, looking back at forth at one another. Eventually, it's just Caitlin looking back and forth as Janet and Hailey both bring their attention to Caitlin. They team up for the time being as they just start to pummel poor Caitlin, before connecting with a double suplex to the AXW Women's Champion. Janet comes off the second rope rocking Caitlin with a Beautiful Disaster. Hailey follows suit with a crescent kick to Caitlin. Hailey whips Caitlin to the ropes and on the rebound Hailey and Janet launch her over the top rope with a big back body drop. Caitlin lands on the floor with a nice thud as Janet and Hailey aggressively lock up. Janet backs Hailey to the corner and rams her forearm into Hailey's face over and over again. Hailey turns the tables and gets Janet into the corner, and starts driving her knee into Janet's gut repeatedly. Hailey pulls her out and delivers a suplex, then hits a number of buzzsaw kicks to Janet. Hailey lifts Janet to her feet and Janet counters with a jawbreaker. Janet brings Hailey to the mat with a facebuster. Janet gets Hailey back to her feet and whips her to the ropes. Hailey ducks a clothesline from Janet and front dropkicks Caitlin who climbed onto the apron, Caitlin crashing ribs first into the announce table. Janet gets Hailey in the ropes and connects with the Cry of Terror(Rope-hung DDT), getting a two count.

Janet drops Hailey back to the mat with a snap suplex, then heads to the top rope but Hailey stops her. Hailey takes Janet back to the ring with a top rope hurricanrana. Hailey kicks Janet in the gut and delivers a standing tornado DDT. Hailey quickly ascends the turnbuckles and dives off with a missile dropkick to Janet. On the outside of the ring, Caitlin out of desperation blindly reaches under the ring to grab something, and halfway pulls out a ladder, shrugs, and decides to use it. Caitlin brings the ladder into the ring and rams it into both Hailey and Janet. Hailey manages to get back to her feet, only to get taken back down with a ladder strike. Janet gets to her feet and receives the same fate. Caitlin props the ladder in the corner, and whips Hailey into it, then whips Janet into Hailey, before running in with a splash, sandwiching them both. Caitlin delivers a Shayplex (Half & Half Suplex) to Janet, Janet rolling out to the apron holding her neck. Caitlin plants Hailey to the mat with a reverse STO, then floats her over and locks in the Anaconda Vice, for the Kiss of Death! Hailey struggles, but refuses to tap, and Caitlin eventually floats her back over and locks in a Koji Clutch, the Kiss of Death II! Hailey is struggling to find a way out of it, but it's in tight. She's saved by Janet, who flies off the top turnbuckle, landing on both Caitlin and Hailey with a Last Breath of Air (Diving elbow drop).

Janet throws Caitlin into the ladder, and then Hailey pushes Janet into the ladder. Hailey delivers a Baltimore Bombshell (Double Underhook snap DDT) to Caitlin, and then The Long Shot (Twist Of Fate) to Janet. With her two opponents laid out, Hailey brings her attention to the ladder. She sets it up, then goes out to the apron and climbs the turnbuckles, then climbs the back of the ladder. She stands atop the ladder, then jumps off, connecting with a Hailey’s Comet (450 Splash) to Janet! Hailey holds her gut, and looks to go for the cover, but Caitlin grabs her and throws her out of the ring. Caitlin quickly gets to Janet and pins her.

One...

Two...

THREE!

The crowd boos as "Snake Charmer" plays once again.

Jen Brunelli: Here is your winner, and STILL AXW Women's Champion, CAITLIN SHAY!

Mike Vincent: A great match-up, but Caitlin leaves still the Women's Champion.

Lily Luna: A great effort by all women, but Caitlin slides in and takes advantage at the last second.

Cole Haywood: Which is why she's the Greatest AXW Women's Champion Ever. Of All Time.

Caitlin celebrates with her championship, as a dejected Hailey is seated against the barricade, and Janet starts to come to, holding her gut. Caitlin leaves the ring as we fade to our next segment.

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We cut backstage to the locker room of the Shooters. The banged up Damien Steele is seething, punching a locker repeatedly.

TO'A: Calm down.

Damien Steele: Calm down?! Calm down?! Did you not just see what happened?! That fat sack of shit cost me MY title. And where the hell were you, huh?! I come out to help you, and when it comes to helping me you can't be bothered to get off your fat ass?

TO'A: You watch your mouth before it gets slapped off your face. I thought we took care of him earlier, I figured it would've been easy sailing for you.

Damien Steele: Yeah, well it wasn't, because YOU didn't take care of him!

TO'A: I didn't take care of him? You're the one who Looney Stomped him onto the chair. You didn't take care of him.

Damien Steele: Oh, I'll take care of him, because apparently your fat ass can't be bothered.

Damien storms out of the room, slamming the door behind him, the camera pans to TO'A who rips the camera out of the operator's hands and chucks it at the wall, the event feed cutting for a few moments before we come back to ringside.

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Salvatore Pellegrino: Ladies and gentlemen, this is your Main Event! It is a Fatal Four Way Match set for one fall, and is to determine the AXW Champion!

The opening drum beat of "Mene (We don't feel anything)" by Brand New plays as Fredrick Wyndham appears to the chorus of boos/cheers from the fans. When we hear the guitar riff, he looks up at the sky, closing his eyes and his arms wide spread as if he's soaking up the reaction coming from the fans. Once the lyrics are heard, he looks around the arena, analyzing the crowd with disgust.

At the 30 second mark, He bends down on both knees and looks at his imaginary "watch" before getting up and does a cut throat sign, mimicking his brother as pyro shoots up in the sky. Fredrick smirks before making his way to the ring. He doesn’t care about the fans jeering or cheering him as his eyes are fixated on the ring.

Once he enters the square circle he bounces around the ring like CM Punk before doing another cutthroat sign to another round of boos.

Mike Vincent: Fredrick Wyndham doing the cutthroat sign, mimicking his brother Justin.

Lily Luna: There's some deep issues in the Wyndham family, but tonight it's about the AXW Championship.

Cole Haywood: And Fredrick would love to stick it to Justin by becoming the AXW Champion.

"Remedy" by Seether blasts out throughout the arena as ‘The Titan’ Crash Jackson walks out to the top of the ramp. He bounces from foot to foot psyching himself up for his match. He tenses his body up and then throws his arms out to either side and lets out a mighty roar while a small pyrotechnics display goes on right behind him. He starts making his way down to the ring slapping hands with some of the fans on his way. Crash slides in under the bottom ropes to enter the ring. He goes over to a turnbuckle and climbs to the second rope. He beats on his chest with a clenched fist and then throws the same fist up into the air, oozing with pure intensity as he yells out to the crowd. Crash jumps down from there and readies himself in his corner to start the match.

Mike Vincent: Crash Jackson had to vacate the AXW Championship after Duncan Aries broke his ankle, and he feels he should have been re-awarded the title instead of competing for a title he didn't lose.

Lily Luna: That is a solid point, but the big question is how healed is that ankle? He's cleared to compete, but that doesn't mean that it's absolutely at 100 percent.

Cole Haywood: Crash Jackson will have no ankle after Duncan Aries finishes what he started tonight.

The opening beat of "ultranumb" by Blue Stahli as the crowd goes in a frenzy, hyped to see the arrival of "The World Warrior" The cameras focused on the countdown clock shown in the titantron while we hear a voice say, "Ultranumb"

"THREE. THREe, THRee, THree,Three
"TWO, TWO., two two
ONE"

"YOU WANT IT ALL RIGHT NOW"

The lights starts to flicker before coming back to normal as Justin Wyndham comes out with a smile on his face. He bends down on both knees and looks at his imaginary "watch" before getting up and does a cut throat sign. He then gets up before running down to the ring in full speed. Once he enters the ring, he bangs his head to the nearest turnbuckle, hyping himself up before looking back at the crowd with a sick smile. He then climbs at the turnbuckle and does the cuthroat sign before getting off and waiting for his match to start.

Mike Vincent: Justin Wyndham is the first person to hold the AXW Championship twice as a member of the AXW Roster, and looks to become the first three time AXW Champion tonight.

Cole Haywood: But he isn't the first to hold the title twice, that distinction belongs to Duncan Aries.

Lily Luna: That's why he clarified "as a member of the AXW Roster", Duncan's second reign was when the title belonged to EWS Fury.

Cole Haywood: Why should that matter? Duncan is the first two-time AXW Champion which is all that should matter.

An ice blue hue descends on the stage, “Playing The Saint” by Digital Summer blaring as a spade of the same color is shown on the ramp, Aries emerging with his back to us, clad in a denim jacket with the same spade on fire printed on the back, his arms crossed. Pyros explode on either side as Aries then spins around, his arms still crossed, head cocked in a smug grin. Aries then takes a confident stride towards the ring, eyes not off the ring from under his ice blue tinted Aviator shades. Aries climbs the steps and walks the apron, looking out onto the crowd before tossing his shades to a lucky fan, entering the ring, pumped up, tossing off his jacket and delivering some shadow punches and kicks as his music fades.

Mike Vincent: Duncan Aries is carrying the AXW Championship out here, but to reiterate, he is not the AXW Champion.

Lily Luna: The championship has been vacated for almost two months, and he's the reason why.

Cole Haywood: No, Crash Jackson is the reason why. Duncan Aries was about to win the title when Crash came hobbling out to the ring and cost him the championship.

Lily Luna: Which was after the title had already been vacated when Duncan broke Crash's ankle. You really like to view things one way.

Salvatore Pellegrino: Introducing the participants, first, from Cloverleaf, Texas, weighing in at 265 pounds, "Most Known Unknown" FREDRICK WYNDHAM!

Fredrick looks straight at Justin as he mocks him with a cutthroat sign.

Salvatore Pellegrino: From Miami, Florida, weighing in at 258 pounds, "The Titan" CRASH JACKSON!

Crash sneers as he looks across the ring at Duncan Aries, who is holding the AXW Championship.

Salvatore Pellegrino: From Cloverleaf, Texas, weighing in at 210 pounds, "The World Warrior" JUSTIN WYNDHAM!

Justin delivers the cutthroat sign back to Fredrick.

Salvatore Pellegrino: And from San Diego, California, weighing in at 238 pounds, "The Wild Card" DUNCAN ARIES!

Duncan simply raises the title into the air with a smile on his face.

AXW CHAMPIONSHIP
Fatal Four Way

vs.

Unsurprisingly Fredrick and Wyndham start throwing punches at each other as soon as Matt Baker calls for the bell, which leaves Crash and Duncan to duke it out. Fredrick chucks Justin out of the ring and throws him hard into the ring steps. Fredrick leaves Justin on the floor then enters the ring, where he holds Crash's arms, allowing Duncan to throw punches at Crash. Fredrick and Duncan whip Crash into the ropes and take him down with a double arm drag. Duncan then abruptly ends the teamwork by throwing Fredrick out to the floor. Fredrick gets to his feet and gets rammed into the barricade by Justin. Justin grabs Fredrick and slams him into the corner of the barricade, then hits him with a gamengiri, Fredrick falling over the barricade. Justin climbs onto the barricade, he dives off to Fredrick but Fredrick has grabbed a chair, Fredrick didn't get time to actually swing it and the chair gets sandwiched between them, them both laying on the floor in the crowd. Meanwhile in the ring Crash takes Duncan to the mat with a fall away slam and a falcon arrow. He whips Duncan to the corner and runs it at him but Duncan gets his boot up, then Duncan German suplexes Crash headfirst into the bottom turnbuckle. Crash rolls out of the ring holding his head and Duncan stays on him. Duncan grabs him and runs across ringside before slamming him into the barricade near the timekeeper's area. Duncan screams "MOVE!" to Jen Brunelli, Jen scurrying out of her chair as Duncan grabs it, then starts slamming it down several times on Crash. Duncan then focuses on the ankle, driving the tip of the chair into it several times as well. Duncan hangs onto his chair and starts to make his way back towards the ring, when Justin Wyndham comes through the ropes with a suicide dive! Except Duncan counters by slamming the chair into Duncan's head in mid-air. The chair is dropped in the process and Duncan slides into the ring, where Fredrick slams a chair down on Duncan's back before he can even stand. Fredrick sets the chair down in the middle of the ring and picks Duncan up, Fredrick looking to hit Duncan's own move The Culmination (Front slam pickup swung into a Rock Bottom) onto the chair, but Duncan counters it and DDTs Fredrick onto the chair.

Duncan brings Fredrick to his feet and brings him to the corner. Fredrick gets set up onto the top rope, and Duncan climbs up with him, looking to set up a superplex. Crash Jackson re-enters the ring and shoves them both off the top rope, Duncan and Fredrick both crashing into the barricade at ringside. Crash has a few seconds to himself and shakes off his ankle, and before he knows it is hit with a Bound for Glory (360° corkscrew back elbow smash) from Justin. Justin follows up with a Muay Thai Combination, then runs off the ropes and rocks Crash with The Suicide Blonde (Daniel Bryan’s Inazuma Leg Lariat). Justin climbs the turnbuckles, back facing the ring, only for Crash to climb up with him and bring him back to the mat with a top rope back suplex. Crash then plants Justin into his knee with a Wrath Of The Titan (Cobra Clutch Backbreaker). Fredrick and Duncan are starting to slowly climb back onto the apron, Crash hits a big boot that sends Duncan flying back into the barricade. Crash looks to punch Fredrick but Fredrick blocks it, punching Crash instead. Fredrick enters the ring and grabs Crash, throwing him shoulder first into the ring post, Crash falls out of the ring and hits his head on the stairs on the way to the floor. Fredrick brings his attention to Justin, Fredrick drives Justin to the mat with an Ain’t No Rest for the Wicked (Devil-lock DDT), before rolling back out of the ring. Fredrick lifts the skirt and pulls out a kendo stick from beneath the ring. Fredrick whips the stick across the back of Justin at least 20 times. Fredrick drops the stick and signals a cutthroat, then lifts Justin up for the Doomsday Driver (Daivari’s WMD Driver), but Justin rolls through for a pin fall, which Fredrick rolls out of and hits a boot to Justin's face. Fredrick then gets clocked upside the head with a monitor that Duncan Aries snagged from the announce table. Fredrick crumbles to the mat, and Duncan grabs the kendo stick and locks Justin in a kendo stick-assisted Ace Of Spades (Crippler Crossface), Justin screaming in agony.

Fredrick manages to save the match by kicking Duncan in the head. Crash then re-enters the ring and clubs Fredrick in the back. All men are pretty spent at this point, so all are pretty slow to make a move. Crash lifts Fredrick to his feet, but Fredrick lifts Crash onto his shoulders, perhaps to go for Zero Consequences (Burning Hammer), but Crash elbows himself free, then picks Fredrick up and drops him to the mat with The Dominator! Justin tries to go over to them, but Duncan pulls him back and slams him to the mat with The Culmination! Crash and Duncan are both on the mat, Senior Official Matt Baker quickly looking back and forth between them to see who will get to a cover first. When they finally cover their respective man, Baker drops to the mat...

One....

Two....

THREE!

He calls for the bell.

Cole Haywood: Duncan Aries did it! Duncan Aries is the new AXW Champion!

Mike Vincent: Crash Jackson was also covering, it's hard to tell who Baker was counting for.

Lily Luna: I'm thinking Crash Jackson won.

Both Crash and Duncan raise their arms into the air, Matt Baker approaches Salvatore Pellegrino about the announcement.

Salvatore Pellegrino: .....Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this match, and NEEEEEEEWWWWWW AXW Champion.......... DUNCAN ARIES!

The crowd erupts in boos as Duncan quickly gets out of the ring, leaving a furious Crash Jackson behind. Duncan grabs the AXW Championship and raises it into the air.

Mike Vincent: Well, he's been walking around with the title for a while now, and it's official, he's the AXW Champion.

Cole Haywood: Don't sound so down, Mike, celebrate as Duncan Aries wins his third AXW Championship!

Lily Luna: Well, certainly none of this is over. I'm sure everyone involved will be gunning for rematches.

Mike Vincent: Well, thanks for tuning into ANARCHY on the BWF Network! For Cole Haywood and Lily Luna, I'm Mike Vincent! We'll see you soon!

Duncan Aries backs up the ramp, holding the AXW Championship with one hand, his other being raised by Baker. The cameras change to an irate Crash Jackson kneeling at the ropes. Behind him the Wyndhams are starting to come to, and start faintly throwing punches at each other as we fade to black.

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