Post by Press1269 on Feb 24, 2020 20:51:00 GMT
Torres: The following contest is a six-man tag match is scheduled for one fall or submission…
“L’s Theme A” hits over the PA system as the lights dim and Scott Wilson steps out onto the stage to a loud reaction, nodding his head and staring out at the capacity crowd with confidence. He soaks in the atmosphere for a moment longer before strolling forward and stepping to the side as ‘Changes’ by Lucidious suddenly replaces his music and the cheers nearly drown out the entire building as Jason Dave steps out from the curtain. He pauses to give Wilson a grin, and the two give a double high five before making their way down to the ring.
Torres: Introducing first, at a combined weight of 420 pounds, the team of THE LAST KING, SCOTT WILSON & JASON DAVVVEEE!!
The two men move to their respective sides of the ramp to slap hands with the exuberant fans. When they reach ringside, they both leap to the ring apron and swing through the ropes into the ring at the same time, taking off to opposite corners and leaping to the second to hype the crowd even further.
Nelson: Huge ovation for Scott Wilson and Jason Dave as they have taken the Iconic Arena by storm!
Rose: These fans are idiots. I bet when Jason gets powerbombed through our table, they’ll cheer that even louder.
Crumb: Ever the optimist, Rose, and uh…don’t jinx us like that!
The haunting sounds of “Alone In A Room” by Asking Alexandria start to waft their way out through the arena’s PA system as the lights flash in varying hues of pale purple and icy blue. When the main beat hits, Astrid Samson walks out from behind the black curtain onto the stage with a confident swagger in her step. Walking to the top of the ramp, she stops and spreads her legs apart, using her hands to fluff her hair as a twisted smirk begins to make its way onto her face. Standing there for a few moments, Astrid tilts her head back and takes in the crowd’s energy before facing the ring as the smirk reappeared on her face. She began to make her way down the ramp towards the ring, emitting a tremendous amount of confidence as she walks. Astrid reaches out to slap the hands of a few fans at ringside, but at the very last minute, she jerks her hand away, holding it up as she continues towards the ring laughing as she twirls her hair around her finger.
Torres: and introducing their partner, standing at five foot and weighting in at 101 pounds, hailing from West Chester, Pennsylvania…she is THE ICONIC QUEEN, ASTRID SAMSSOONNN!
At the bottom of the ramp, Astrid scowls and smirks at the same time towards the ring before heading off to the right-hand side while holding her hands towards the fans as if to say, “talk to the hand”. She quickly hops onto the ring apron and gets to her feet, looking out at the crowd before she enters the ring through the ropes before bending her knees and quickly entering under the middle rope with a twirl. Holding her arms up at the level of her shoulders, Astrid shakes her head from side to side as she talks smack to the crowd before hopping down. She turns to regard the other two men who are now standing in the far corner pensively, but eventually makes her way over to prepare for their upcoming challenge.
Nelson: I don’t think I’m the only one who was surprised to see Astrid Samson on the card for this show considering how Love Hurts II went off the air.
Crumb: The Iconic Queen is much tougher than her size would allude, and she’s proving that by eagerly signing for this match so that she might get some measure of retribution.
Rose: Oh please! Asstrid is a chump who has once again signed her own death warrant. Maybe the reason she’s IPW’s punching bag is because her huge ego makes her a prime target!
Nelson: How can you say that after everything that Astrid has accomplished here in IPW? I mean, she’s all but standing on the front lines of a war that she never asked to be in all thanks to some insane vendetta against her husband!
Rose: Maybe if Joshua wasn’t such a coward, she wouldn’t always have to be fighting his battles.
Crumb: C’mon, Rose. Certainly, you don’t condone what Munin and The BombTrax have been doing show to show. They are trying to dismantle IPW!
Rose: Maybe, maybe not. For a regime that is trying to destroy the place, they sure have stirred up some hype for the promotion. Just look at how many new roster members and returns we’ve had since they arrived!
The commentators bickering are cut off when the lights in the arena dim and the low hum intro of “You Should See Me In A Crown” by Billie Eilish begins over the PA system. Steam begins to rise around the stage as the lyrics start in…
Bite my tongue, bide my time
Wearing a warning sign
Wait 'til the world is mine
Visions I vandalize
Cold in my kingdom size
Fell for these ocean eyes
The minute the beat kicks in strobe lights flash all across the arena and Munin appears in the steam, flanked by The BombTrax. The fans give a mixed reaction to the trio as Munin rolls her shoulders and then takes her first steps down the ramp followed by the two men.
Torres: And introducing their opponents, weighting in at a combined weight of 695 pounds, the team of THE BOMBTRAX, PRESS, FLAMING YOUTH, AND MUNINNN!!!
You should see me in a crown
I'm gonna run this nothing town
Watch me make 'em bow
One by one by, one
One by one by
Munin pauses at ringside with her cohorts to stare up into he ring at her adversaries, and imagine her surprise when Astrid suddenly darts into motion, rushing towards the ropes and diving right through them to nail The Lady with a suicide dive!
Nelson: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS THE ICONIC QUEEN MAKES AN INCREDIBLE DIVE RIGHT INTO THE FRAY!
Rose: Probably, ‘that was dumb seeing as how she’s now outnumbered’!
Crumb: Astrid is on top of Munin hammering away, and now The BombTrax intervening, and they just pulled the much smaller woman off their Lady…OH! BUT JASON DAVE AND SCOTT WILSON WADE IN WITH HARD RIGHT HANDS TO UPSET THEIR FOCUS!
Rose: The referee is beside himself in the ring, demanding that the participants properly start this match…surprise, surprise, they aren’t complying!
Dave pairs off with Press while Wilson takes on Youth, hammering the two men, who were caught of guard, away from the two women. Astrid rushes to regain her advantage over Munin but is shocked as she’s sent flying from a monkey flip that sees her slam spine first down on the steel ramp. The fans go absolutely nuts as the brawl continues, Munin moving in on Astrid now and starting to reign down stomps on the Iconic Queen.
Nelson: That brief distraction by The BombTrax allowed Munin to turn the tables on Astrid here, but meanwhile, Youth just got sent into the steel guard rail thanks to Scott Wilson!
Crumb: Jason Dave has managed to unsettle the big man, knocking Press to lean against the ring steps…if you remember, it was Dave who was bloodied last Chaos due to an untimely meeting with the steel thanks to Press!
Rose: Will you stop reminding everyone what happened last show and focus on the here and now! DAVE WITH A BIG SPLASH TOWARDS PRESS, BUT THE BIG MAN MOVED!
Nelson: OUCH! Jason Dave just nailed the steps with his knees and flipped right over to land hard on the concrete!
Crumb: And now the big man is circling around to do his worst!
On the other side of the ring Wilson has clotheslined Youth up and over the guard rail into the front row. He leaps over the steel to join him, pulling him up and firing in hard fists that knock the man further and further up into the stands.
Meanwhile, on the ramp, Astrid has made it back to her feet despite the stomps by Munin who opens up with palm thrusts to knock the woman back. The Iconic Queen suddenly charges forwards past one of Munin’s strikes, nailing her with a clothesline that drives her down to the steel. Astrid screams as she drops down onto Munin, gripping her by the hair of the head and starts slamming the back of her skull off the hard ramp.
Nelson: We’ve got absolute pandemonium out here! The referee is running around the ring like a chicken with her head cut off!
Crumb: Oh crap! Press is leading Jason Dave this way…AND BOUNCES HIS SKULL OFF THE ANNOUNCE TABLE!
Rose: NO! NOT THIS TIME! LEAVE OUR ANNOUNCE TABLE ALONE!
Press smirks at Rose’s protests but an elbow to his gut by Dave brings his attention back to the task at hand. Gripping Jason by the wrist, he whips him hard towards the steel ring post of the ring, but Dave manages to get his boot up to stop his momentum. The big man curses and charges in after him, throwing his boot up for his finisher, Sudden Stop, when Dave ducks out of the way. Press’s boot passes right under the bottom rope and out the opposite side, and he strikes the steel crotch first.
Nelson: Press just cut off in a big way, and NOW DAVE IS ALL OVER HIM!
Crumb: Yeah, and on the other side of the arena Youth and Wilson are all the way at the uppermost seating and trading blows back and forth…OH! YOUTH WITH A SLOWBURN SUPERKICK THAT TAKES WILSON’S HEAD OFF!
Rose: Yeah, but that came out of nowhere, and now he’s struggling to even stay on his feet. The Last King had been wearing him out up to this point…
On the stage, Munin and Astrid are both back to their feet, hammering away at each other like madwomen. Munin suddenly ducks under one of The Iconic Queen’s blows causing Astrid to lose her footin, and The Lady ends up behind her, hooking her into a nasty looking rear naked choke.
Nelson: OH MY GOODNESS! WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS MUNIN HAS APPLIED MERCY TO ASTRID SAMSON!
Rose: Probably, ‘Asstrid doesn’t deserve any mercy at all’…
Crumb: Astrid looks to be fading here…No! Wait! Astrid just pushed forward to get a foot on one of the stage supports…she’s walking up it…AND FLIPS BACKWARDS TO BREAK THE HOLD AND HOOK MUNIN’S HEAD FOR AN OFF WITH THEIR HEAD (flipping neckbreaker)!
DING DING DING!
Rose: Wow…you talk about a thirty second delay. The referee is waving this whole thing off and finally called for the bell.
Torres: As a result of none of the participants in this match heeding the referee’s warning, this has been labeled a NO CONTEST!
Nelson: Well Munin and Astrid have laid each other out on the aisleway up there, and Jason Dave has worked Press back in the direction of the ramp...and SCOTT WILSON JUST MANAGED TO OUT MANUEVER YOUTH AND SENDS HIM TUMBLING DOWN THE STAIRS BACK TO THE ARENA FLOOR!
Crumb: Damn! That could have killed him!
Rose: Yeah, and now Dave finally has Press down against the steel steps and is trying to lock up his arm…
Nelson: THAT’S GEOSTIGMA (Kimura-Arm Lock)! PRESS HAS GOT NO WHERE TO GO AS HIS ARM IS BEING TORN OUT OF ITS SOCKET!
Up on the stage the two women slowly begin to rise on wobbly legs but its Munin who lands the first blow with a right hand to Samson’s jaw. Astrid rocks back a few steps but then throws herself forwards into a right of her own. Both women look doggedly at one another for a minute before throwing themselves at one another with fists flying.
Nelson: Goodness Gracious! These two are trying to tear each other apart, and…Thank God! Security just arrived!
Rose: Took Tapioca long enough…
Security pours out of the curtain and engulf the two women who are pulled apart still kicking and flailing, with even more rushing down to ringside. Press has just managed to stick a thumb into Dave’s eye, breaking the hold on his arm, but just as he steps forward to capitalize, he’s swarmed by security. On the other side of the ring Youth makes it to his feet just as Wilson comes rushing in, but before he can reach his destination he’s cut off by security as well.
Nelson: It looks like this fracas is finally going to be broken up, but the damage has been done and absolutely nothing has been settled!
Crumb: I don’t know that a normal match stip can contain this situation, if I’m being honest.
Rose: No, and that is what Tapioca Joe needs to think about the next time these six find themselves in vicinity of one another.
Press manages to knock a few security officers away from him and plows towards Dave, but they get reinforcements as security starts leaping over the guardrails from the crowd. Youth is dragged down the side of the ramp towards the back as Wilson is held in place against the ring post by four burly men.
On the stage The Iconic Queen and The Lady still kick and scream at one another despite being too far apart to reach. With a final pull, the security detail manages to pull the two women back through the curtain to sort out the details backstage.
Nelson: Well, while we try and curtail this situation, why don’t we go ahead and pay the bills.
Crumb: I’m all for a commercial right now, but man, I’m telling you. This is far from over.
“L’s Theme A” hits over the PA system as the lights dim and Scott Wilson steps out onto the stage to a loud reaction, nodding his head and staring out at the capacity crowd with confidence. He soaks in the atmosphere for a moment longer before strolling forward and stepping to the side as ‘Changes’ by Lucidious suddenly replaces his music and the cheers nearly drown out the entire building as Jason Dave steps out from the curtain. He pauses to give Wilson a grin, and the two give a double high five before making their way down to the ring.
Torres: Introducing first, at a combined weight of 420 pounds, the team of THE LAST KING, SCOTT WILSON & JASON DAVVVEEE!!
The two men move to their respective sides of the ramp to slap hands with the exuberant fans. When they reach ringside, they both leap to the ring apron and swing through the ropes into the ring at the same time, taking off to opposite corners and leaping to the second to hype the crowd even further.
Nelson: Huge ovation for Scott Wilson and Jason Dave as they have taken the Iconic Arena by storm!
Rose: These fans are idiots. I bet when Jason gets powerbombed through our table, they’ll cheer that even louder.
Crumb: Ever the optimist, Rose, and uh…don’t jinx us like that!
The haunting sounds of “Alone In A Room” by Asking Alexandria start to waft their way out through the arena’s PA system as the lights flash in varying hues of pale purple and icy blue. When the main beat hits, Astrid Samson walks out from behind the black curtain onto the stage with a confident swagger in her step. Walking to the top of the ramp, she stops and spreads her legs apart, using her hands to fluff her hair as a twisted smirk begins to make its way onto her face. Standing there for a few moments, Astrid tilts her head back and takes in the crowd’s energy before facing the ring as the smirk reappeared on her face. She began to make her way down the ramp towards the ring, emitting a tremendous amount of confidence as she walks. Astrid reaches out to slap the hands of a few fans at ringside, but at the very last minute, she jerks her hand away, holding it up as she continues towards the ring laughing as she twirls her hair around her finger.
Torres: and introducing their partner, standing at five foot and weighting in at 101 pounds, hailing from West Chester, Pennsylvania…she is THE ICONIC QUEEN, ASTRID SAMSSOONNN!
At the bottom of the ramp, Astrid scowls and smirks at the same time towards the ring before heading off to the right-hand side while holding her hands towards the fans as if to say, “talk to the hand”. She quickly hops onto the ring apron and gets to her feet, looking out at the crowd before she enters the ring through the ropes before bending her knees and quickly entering under the middle rope with a twirl. Holding her arms up at the level of her shoulders, Astrid shakes her head from side to side as she talks smack to the crowd before hopping down. She turns to regard the other two men who are now standing in the far corner pensively, but eventually makes her way over to prepare for their upcoming challenge.
Nelson: I don’t think I’m the only one who was surprised to see Astrid Samson on the card for this show considering how Love Hurts II went off the air.
Crumb: The Iconic Queen is much tougher than her size would allude, and she’s proving that by eagerly signing for this match so that she might get some measure of retribution.
Rose: Oh please! Asstrid is a chump who has once again signed her own death warrant. Maybe the reason she’s IPW’s punching bag is because her huge ego makes her a prime target!
Nelson: How can you say that after everything that Astrid has accomplished here in IPW? I mean, she’s all but standing on the front lines of a war that she never asked to be in all thanks to some insane vendetta against her husband!
Rose: Maybe if Joshua wasn’t such a coward, she wouldn’t always have to be fighting his battles.
Crumb: C’mon, Rose. Certainly, you don’t condone what Munin and The BombTrax have been doing show to show. They are trying to dismantle IPW!
Rose: Maybe, maybe not. For a regime that is trying to destroy the place, they sure have stirred up some hype for the promotion. Just look at how many new roster members and returns we’ve had since they arrived!
The commentators bickering are cut off when the lights in the arena dim and the low hum intro of “You Should See Me In A Crown” by Billie Eilish begins over the PA system. Steam begins to rise around the stage as the lyrics start in…
Bite my tongue, bide my time
Wearing a warning sign
Wait 'til the world is mine
Visions I vandalize
Cold in my kingdom size
Fell for these ocean eyes
The minute the beat kicks in strobe lights flash all across the arena and Munin appears in the steam, flanked by The BombTrax. The fans give a mixed reaction to the trio as Munin rolls her shoulders and then takes her first steps down the ramp followed by the two men.
Torres: And introducing their opponents, weighting in at a combined weight of 695 pounds, the team of THE BOMBTRAX, PRESS, FLAMING YOUTH, AND MUNINNN!!!
You should see me in a crown
I'm gonna run this nothing town
Watch me make 'em bow
One by one by, one
One by one by
Munin pauses at ringside with her cohorts to stare up into he ring at her adversaries, and imagine her surprise when Astrid suddenly darts into motion, rushing towards the ropes and diving right through them to nail The Lady with a suicide dive!
Nelson: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS THE ICONIC QUEEN MAKES AN INCREDIBLE DIVE RIGHT INTO THE FRAY!
Rose: Probably, ‘that was dumb seeing as how she’s now outnumbered’!
Crumb: Astrid is on top of Munin hammering away, and now The BombTrax intervening, and they just pulled the much smaller woman off their Lady…OH! BUT JASON DAVE AND SCOTT WILSON WADE IN WITH HARD RIGHT HANDS TO UPSET THEIR FOCUS!
Rose: The referee is beside himself in the ring, demanding that the participants properly start this match…surprise, surprise, they aren’t complying!
Dave pairs off with Press while Wilson takes on Youth, hammering the two men, who were caught of guard, away from the two women. Astrid rushes to regain her advantage over Munin but is shocked as she’s sent flying from a monkey flip that sees her slam spine first down on the steel ramp. The fans go absolutely nuts as the brawl continues, Munin moving in on Astrid now and starting to reign down stomps on the Iconic Queen.
Nelson: That brief distraction by The BombTrax allowed Munin to turn the tables on Astrid here, but meanwhile, Youth just got sent into the steel guard rail thanks to Scott Wilson!
Crumb: Jason Dave has managed to unsettle the big man, knocking Press to lean against the ring steps…if you remember, it was Dave who was bloodied last Chaos due to an untimely meeting with the steel thanks to Press!
Rose: Will you stop reminding everyone what happened last show and focus on the here and now! DAVE WITH A BIG SPLASH TOWARDS PRESS, BUT THE BIG MAN MOVED!
Nelson: OUCH! Jason Dave just nailed the steps with his knees and flipped right over to land hard on the concrete!
Crumb: And now the big man is circling around to do his worst!
On the other side of the ring Wilson has clotheslined Youth up and over the guard rail into the front row. He leaps over the steel to join him, pulling him up and firing in hard fists that knock the man further and further up into the stands.
Meanwhile, on the ramp, Astrid has made it back to her feet despite the stomps by Munin who opens up with palm thrusts to knock the woman back. The Iconic Queen suddenly charges forwards past one of Munin’s strikes, nailing her with a clothesline that drives her down to the steel. Astrid screams as she drops down onto Munin, gripping her by the hair of the head and starts slamming the back of her skull off the hard ramp.
Nelson: We’ve got absolute pandemonium out here! The referee is running around the ring like a chicken with her head cut off!
Crumb: Oh crap! Press is leading Jason Dave this way…AND BOUNCES HIS SKULL OFF THE ANNOUNCE TABLE!
Rose: NO! NOT THIS TIME! LEAVE OUR ANNOUNCE TABLE ALONE!
Press smirks at Rose’s protests but an elbow to his gut by Dave brings his attention back to the task at hand. Gripping Jason by the wrist, he whips him hard towards the steel ring post of the ring, but Dave manages to get his boot up to stop his momentum. The big man curses and charges in after him, throwing his boot up for his finisher, Sudden Stop, when Dave ducks out of the way. Press’s boot passes right under the bottom rope and out the opposite side, and he strikes the steel crotch first.
Nelson: Press just cut off in a big way, and NOW DAVE IS ALL OVER HIM!
Crumb: Yeah, and on the other side of the arena Youth and Wilson are all the way at the uppermost seating and trading blows back and forth…OH! YOUTH WITH A SLOWBURN SUPERKICK THAT TAKES WILSON’S HEAD OFF!
Rose: Yeah, but that came out of nowhere, and now he’s struggling to even stay on his feet. The Last King had been wearing him out up to this point…
On the stage, Munin and Astrid are both back to their feet, hammering away at each other like madwomen. Munin suddenly ducks under one of The Iconic Queen’s blows causing Astrid to lose her footin, and The Lady ends up behind her, hooking her into a nasty looking rear naked choke.
Nelson: OH MY GOODNESS! WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS MUNIN HAS APPLIED MERCY TO ASTRID SAMSON!
Rose: Probably, ‘Asstrid doesn’t deserve any mercy at all’…
Crumb: Astrid looks to be fading here…No! Wait! Astrid just pushed forward to get a foot on one of the stage supports…she’s walking up it…AND FLIPS BACKWARDS TO BREAK THE HOLD AND HOOK MUNIN’S HEAD FOR AN OFF WITH THEIR HEAD (flipping neckbreaker)!
DING DING DING!
Rose: Wow…you talk about a thirty second delay. The referee is waving this whole thing off and finally called for the bell.
Torres: As a result of none of the participants in this match heeding the referee’s warning, this has been labeled a NO CONTEST!
Nelson: Well Munin and Astrid have laid each other out on the aisleway up there, and Jason Dave has worked Press back in the direction of the ramp...and SCOTT WILSON JUST MANAGED TO OUT MANUEVER YOUTH AND SENDS HIM TUMBLING DOWN THE STAIRS BACK TO THE ARENA FLOOR!
Crumb: Damn! That could have killed him!
Rose: Yeah, and now Dave finally has Press down against the steel steps and is trying to lock up his arm…
Nelson: THAT’S GEOSTIGMA (Kimura-Arm Lock)! PRESS HAS GOT NO WHERE TO GO AS HIS ARM IS BEING TORN OUT OF ITS SOCKET!
Up on the stage the two women slowly begin to rise on wobbly legs but its Munin who lands the first blow with a right hand to Samson’s jaw. Astrid rocks back a few steps but then throws herself forwards into a right of her own. Both women look doggedly at one another for a minute before throwing themselves at one another with fists flying.
Nelson: Goodness Gracious! These two are trying to tear each other apart, and…Thank God! Security just arrived!
Rose: Took Tapioca long enough…
Security pours out of the curtain and engulf the two women who are pulled apart still kicking and flailing, with even more rushing down to ringside. Press has just managed to stick a thumb into Dave’s eye, breaking the hold on his arm, but just as he steps forward to capitalize, he’s swarmed by security. On the other side of the ring Youth makes it to his feet just as Wilson comes rushing in, but before he can reach his destination he’s cut off by security as well.
Nelson: It looks like this fracas is finally going to be broken up, but the damage has been done and absolutely nothing has been settled!
Crumb: I don’t know that a normal match stip can contain this situation, if I’m being honest.
Rose: No, and that is what Tapioca Joe needs to think about the next time these six find themselves in vicinity of one another.
Press manages to knock a few security officers away from him and plows towards Dave, but they get reinforcements as security starts leaping over the guardrails from the crowd. Youth is dragged down the side of the ramp towards the back as Wilson is held in place against the ring post by four burly men.
On the stage The Iconic Queen and The Lady still kick and scream at one another despite being too far apart to reach. With a final pull, the security detail manages to pull the two women back through the curtain to sort out the details backstage.
Nelson: Well, while we try and curtail this situation, why don’t we go ahead and pay the bills.
Crumb: I’m all for a commercial right now, but man, I’m telling you. This is far from over.