Post by Press1269 on Feb 20, 2020 14:58:09 GMT
PERCY: Calvin Harris with some pretty bold words there. We'll find out later tonight if he can back those up in the Titans of the Midway Championship match against Johnny Raike.
CAT: But now is the time, and I want everyone to know that I'm With Stevie!
PERCY: What's with you color commentators? Every single one of you have been Stevie Harris supporters.
CAT: It's cause we know a winner when we see one.
PERCY: Well we'll just have to see about that, as The BombTrax are one of the most dominant teams here in PAW.
CAT: Whatever, Percy. Rhonda's in the ring, and this thing's about to go down!
The lights go dim as "Strangle Hold" by Ted Nugent begins to blare across the arena. Red strobelights flicker all around the building, and finally settle on the entry way. When the song settles into the breakdown, Press strides out from behind the curtain, stopping at the top of the ramp and gazes intently out at the crowd. When the first lines bellow out, Youth appears, flashing around in front of Press, and spins a few times reaching out at the crowd who cheer in adulation. He comes to a teetering stop facing the ring, a coy grin on his face, as he looks back at his massive partner who merely nods his approval.
RHONDA ARMSTRONG: Making their way down to the ring, weighting in at a combined weight of 556 pounds, they are PAW Heavyweight Champion Press, and Flaming Youth....THE BOMBTRAX!!
Youth takes off into a sprint for the ring, sliding in under the bottom rope, and popping up with his hands over his head. Press stalks up to the ring, rising up on the ring apron, and then stepping over the top rope with one fist pumped over his head. Youth takes a turnbuckle with a single bound, and plays up to the crowd, as Press turns and casually leans against the other corner, waiting for their opponents to appear.
PERCY: Fun fact, this is the first tag team match in PAW history to not feature the Lost Boyz!
The Riverbed by Gallows blasts out over the speakers. The beat really begins to kick in when Stevie Harris steps through, a scornful grin on his face as he looks out at the crowd. Stevie slowly makes his way down to the ring, eyeing back up the ramp repeatedly. Rhonda, uncertain of what to call...opts to simply step out of the ring, foreseeing trouble.
CAT: Where’s Lola?
PERCY: Good question.
Stevie looks up the ramp and shrugs. Lola is nowhere to be found and The-Ref is quickly urging the competitors on. Press stands in his corner, stretching his shoulders in preparation. Harris looks over to Press and urges his foe on, demanding the fight start.
PERCY: Not sure what’s going on here but Lola is nowhere to be found and Stevie’s acting like it’s… oh geez I bet this is part of some hideous scheme.
CAT: Scheme’s? It’s called strategy, duh!
Press wants to wait for Lola to show up but The-Ref calls for the bell and the match is officially on the way. Stevie rushes in and he and Press start throwing wild punches that are barely hitting their mark. Harris lands a knee to the champions gut and runs to the ropes, returning with an attempted boot that Press easily avoids, extending an arm out to Flaming Youth who tags himself in, leaping up and springboarding off the top rope to catch Stevie with a leg lariat as the madman came running back. Press looks around at the crowd as he gets to the apron, a mixed bunch of PAW fanatics and #ImWithStevie fanatics. Back in the ring, Youth has Stevie by a handful of his head and runs the man into the turnbuckle corner. As Stevie stumbles back, he’s lined up for an enziguri that sends him stumbling forward back into the turnbuckle.
PERCY: Good strategy being shown by Stevie. Show up against one of the most dangerous tag teams in wrestling and take them on by yourself.
CAT: Hey, he has a plan. I guarantee it!
Flaming Youth tags his partner in and the Florida native comes in to find Youth holding Stevie up and runs in, delivering the Sudden Stop! Harris falls backwards, nearly somersaulting in the process from the sheer force. Press drops down to cover him.
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PERCY: One, Two, Kickout at three by Stevie Harris. The fans here are going nuts as Stevie’s getting his ass kicked. You gotta think the championship tournament, the matches for the PAW championship, they’ve taken their toll on the challenger. Now his partner is nowhere to be found.
Harris tries to crawl towards the ropes, his face busted open already from the Sudden Stop. Press drags him back closer to the centre of the ring and stomps on the back of his head once before walking over to tag Youth in. The duo take the time to bust out an old tag team move out of their recipe book, with Press picking Stevie up for a backbreaker as Youth jumps on the middle rope, springboarding off with a leg drop in perfect synch. The-Ref starts to threaten disqualifying the duo as Press casually exits the ring.
PERCY: I’m glad one of these ref’s has a clue of what’s fair. A-Ref probably would have let that go on.
Youth tries dragging Stevie back up again but Harris is wonky on his feet, so the highflyer lets him fall. Up the top of the ramp we see Lola burst through the curtain, shoving one foot through her left boot. She runs as fast as she can to her leader, diving in and under the bottom rope to find Youth waiting with a clothesline. It’s ducked and Lola keeps running in Press’ direction, aiming a sliding dropkick to his legs that knock the heavyweight champion stumbling. The-Ref watches on as Youth grabs Lola from behind and whips her across the ring. She hits the ropes and comes back fast, leap frogging over whatever Youth had in mind. She tries for a quick Pele kick but it’s off the mark and misses Flaming Youth by a close margin. The-Ref takes his eyes off the in-ring action to check on Press and misses seeing Stevie roll behind Youth and catch him with a low blow. Lola follows it up quickly with a low blow of her own. Ref turns just in time to see Youth falling to the ground and starts pushing Lola to her corner
Stevie struggles to take control, both of the match and his body. He drags himself up against the ropes and watches on as Youth is rolling to his feet as well, then runs in with all his effort and unleashes a boot to the smaller man’s body. Press is back up on the apron and tries to climb in but The-Ref stops him. Harris tags out to Lola and tries to hang onto the ropes as she comes in with speed and delivers a sliding dropkick. The fierce vixen straddles Youth and takes a hold of his hair, slamming his head up and down into the canvas. Press tries to get in once more and The-Ref rushes to block him, determined on calling this match down the line.
She gets off him and drags him over towards Stevie’s corner, extending an arm out which he slaps. Harris glares at Lola when she tries to do a double team move, shoving her out of the ring.
PERCY: I guess she’s out of the circle of trust. Youth with the roll up out of nowhere
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Lola leaps in and breaks it up. Press comes barging into the ring and The-Ref tries to maintain order but he’s tossed aside by the big man. He runs at Lola and tries for the Sudden Stop but she’s quick enough to duck under. He turns to meet a kick to the midsection but Lola can’t follow up on it because Youth shoves her into Press who grabs her by the throat. She’s raised up high but wraps her legs around Press’ neck to try and stop him. It almost works but instead he switches his hold up and has her perfect for the Press Release Powerbomb. Stevie rolls up slowly and sees Lola laid out. He tries to attack Press as he’s getting up but the Slow Burn superkick by Flaming Youth catches him from out of nowhere!
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PERCY: Well that's all there is folks! The BombTrax have put the nail in the coffin of Stevie Harris and Lola!
CAT: I can't believe this! I was sure this would be it.
RHONDA ARMSTRONG: Here are your winners by pinfall, The BombTrax!
Press and Youth raises their fists in victory, stepping over the bodies of Lola and Stevie. Press looks down at Stevie one last time, and with a shake of his head, steps through the ropes to make his way back up the ramp. The fans cheer their celebration exit, as the scene fades to backstage.
CAT: But now is the time, and I want everyone to know that I'm With Stevie!
PERCY: What's with you color commentators? Every single one of you have been Stevie Harris supporters.
CAT: It's cause we know a winner when we see one.
PERCY: Well we'll just have to see about that, as The BombTrax are one of the most dominant teams here in PAW.
CAT: Whatever, Percy. Rhonda's in the ring, and this thing's about to go down!
The lights go dim as "Strangle Hold" by Ted Nugent begins to blare across the arena. Red strobelights flicker all around the building, and finally settle on the entry way. When the song settles into the breakdown, Press strides out from behind the curtain, stopping at the top of the ramp and gazes intently out at the crowd. When the first lines bellow out, Youth appears, flashing around in front of Press, and spins a few times reaching out at the crowd who cheer in adulation. He comes to a teetering stop facing the ring, a coy grin on his face, as he looks back at his massive partner who merely nods his approval.
RHONDA ARMSTRONG: Making their way down to the ring, weighting in at a combined weight of 556 pounds, they are PAW Heavyweight Champion Press, and Flaming Youth....THE BOMBTRAX!!
Youth takes off into a sprint for the ring, sliding in under the bottom rope, and popping up with his hands over his head. Press stalks up to the ring, rising up on the ring apron, and then stepping over the top rope with one fist pumped over his head. Youth takes a turnbuckle with a single bound, and plays up to the crowd, as Press turns and casually leans against the other corner, waiting for their opponents to appear.
PERCY: Fun fact, this is the first tag team match in PAW history to not feature the Lost Boyz!
The Riverbed by Gallows blasts out over the speakers. The beat really begins to kick in when Stevie Harris steps through, a scornful grin on his face as he looks out at the crowd. Stevie slowly makes his way down to the ring, eyeing back up the ramp repeatedly. Rhonda, uncertain of what to call...opts to simply step out of the ring, foreseeing trouble.
CAT: Where’s Lola?
PERCY: Good question.
Stevie looks up the ramp and shrugs. Lola is nowhere to be found and The-Ref is quickly urging the competitors on. Press stands in his corner, stretching his shoulders in preparation. Harris looks over to Press and urges his foe on, demanding the fight start.
PERCY: Not sure what’s going on here but Lola is nowhere to be found and Stevie’s acting like it’s… oh geez I bet this is part of some hideous scheme.
CAT: Scheme’s? It’s called strategy, duh!
Press wants to wait for Lola to show up but The-Ref calls for the bell and the match is officially on the way. Stevie rushes in and he and Press start throwing wild punches that are barely hitting their mark. Harris lands a knee to the champions gut and runs to the ropes, returning with an attempted boot that Press easily avoids, extending an arm out to Flaming Youth who tags himself in, leaping up and springboarding off the top rope to catch Stevie with a leg lariat as the madman came running back. Press looks around at the crowd as he gets to the apron, a mixed bunch of PAW fanatics and #ImWithStevie fanatics. Back in the ring, Youth has Stevie by a handful of his head and runs the man into the turnbuckle corner. As Stevie stumbles back, he’s lined up for an enziguri that sends him stumbling forward back into the turnbuckle.
PERCY: Good strategy being shown by Stevie. Show up against one of the most dangerous tag teams in wrestling and take them on by yourself.
CAT: Hey, he has a plan. I guarantee it!
Flaming Youth tags his partner in and the Florida native comes in to find Youth holding Stevie up and runs in, delivering the Sudden Stop! Harris falls backwards, nearly somersaulting in the process from the sheer force. Press drops down to cover him.
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PERCY: One, Two, Kickout at three by Stevie Harris. The fans here are going nuts as Stevie’s getting his ass kicked. You gotta think the championship tournament, the matches for the PAW championship, they’ve taken their toll on the challenger. Now his partner is nowhere to be found.
Harris tries to crawl towards the ropes, his face busted open already from the Sudden Stop. Press drags him back closer to the centre of the ring and stomps on the back of his head once before walking over to tag Youth in. The duo take the time to bust out an old tag team move out of their recipe book, with Press picking Stevie up for a backbreaker as Youth jumps on the middle rope, springboarding off with a leg drop in perfect synch. The-Ref starts to threaten disqualifying the duo as Press casually exits the ring.
PERCY: I’m glad one of these ref’s has a clue of what’s fair. A-Ref probably would have let that go on.
Youth tries dragging Stevie back up again but Harris is wonky on his feet, so the highflyer lets him fall. Up the top of the ramp we see Lola burst through the curtain, shoving one foot through her left boot. She runs as fast as she can to her leader, diving in and under the bottom rope to find Youth waiting with a clothesline. It’s ducked and Lola keeps running in Press’ direction, aiming a sliding dropkick to his legs that knock the heavyweight champion stumbling. The-Ref watches on as Youth grabs Lola from behind and whips her across the ring. She hits the ropes and comes back fast, leap frogging over whatever Youth had in mind. She tries for a quick Pele kick but it’s off the mark and misses Flaming Youth by a close margin. The-Ref takes his eyes off the in-ring action to check on Press and misses seeing Stevie roll behind Youth and catch him with a low blow. Lola follows it up quickly with a low blow of her own. Ref turns just in time to see Youth falling to the ground and starts pushing Lola to her corner
Stevie struggles to take control, both of the match and his body. He drags himself up against the ropes and watches on as Youth is rolling to his feet as well, then runs in with all his effort and unleashes a boot to the smaller man’s body. Press is back up on the apron and tries to climb in but The-Ref stops him. Harris tags out to Lola and tries to hang onto the ropes as she comes in with speed and delivers a sliding dropkick. The fierce vixen straddles Youth and takes a hold of his hair, slamming his head up and down into the canvas. Press tries to get in once more and The-Ref rushes to block him, determined on calling this match down the line.
She gets off him and drags him over towards Stevie’s corner, extending an arm out which he slaps. Harris glares at Lola when she tries to do a double team move, shoving her out of the ring.
PERCY: I guess she’s out of the circle of trust. Youth with the roll up out of nowhere
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Lola leaps in and breaks it up. Press comes barging into the ring and The-Ref tries to maintain order but he’s tossed aside by the big man. He runs at Lola and tries for the Sudden Stop but she’s quick enough to duck under. He turns to meet a kick to the midsection but Lola can’t follow up on it because Youth shoves her into Press who grabs her by the throat. She’s raised up high but wraps her legs around Press’ neck to try and stop him. It almost works but instead he switches his hold up and has her perfect for the Press Release Powerbomb. Stevie rolls up slowly and sees Lola laid out. He tries to attack Press as he’s getting up but the Slow Burn superkick by Flaming Youth catches him from out of nowhere!
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3!!!
PERCY: Well that's all there is folks! The BombTrax have put the nail in the coffin of Stevie Harris and Lola!
CAT: I can't believe this! I was sure this would be it.
RHONDA ARMSTRONG: Here are your winners by pinfall, The BombTrax!
Press and Youth raises their fists in victory, stepping over the bodies of Lola and Stevie. Press looks down at Stevie one last time, and with a shake of his head, steps through the ropes to make his way back up the ramp. The fans cheer their celebration exit, as the scene fades to backstage.