NAPW ACTION!02/02/2006
The Celtic Assassins look pretty confident that they have this match all wrapped up from the moment they step into the ring. The Doomriders, Billy Kryenik and Tommy Deathrow, also look pretty confident that they have this match all wrapped up from the moment they step into the ring. This should be good. Ding! Ding! The bell, and the match is on. Kryenik and Al Thoes start in the ring. Lock up, then an irish whip by Kryenik... KISS OF BABYLON. Well, this match is already going well for the Assassins. Early roll up, one! Only one. Thoes desperately tags to O'Brady, who looks like he'd rather call for a taxi right now. He steps into the ring, and Kryenik flies at him! Stiff shots are exchanged, back and forth, back and forth. Both men just hammering away at each other, but amazingly the Irishman has the edge here. Kryenik looks a bit dazed, and O'Brady scoops him up... BODY SLAM. The Irish Adonis then turns his opponent over and... HOLY HELL! RAPID KNEE STRIKES! One, two, three, four, five! The crowd chants along. A pin! One! Two! And Deathrow nearly takes off O'Brady's head. Tommy Deathrow is sent back to his corner while Kryenik and O'Brady take their feet. O'Brady scoops up his opponent again, and BACKBREAKER. Kryenik in a bit of trouble... O'Brady calling for the TAM O'SHANTERSLAM! Pump-Handle! He rushes the first turnbuckle! Turns to the next! Hits the third, where Tommy Deathrow casually tags himself in! O'Brady rushes the fourth turnbuckle! Turns! SLAM in the middle of the ring! Pin! The ref doesn't count, because Kryenik isn't legal! O'Brady doesn't understand... long enough for Tommy Deathrow to sit on his back and crank back on his head! CAMEL CLUTCH! Kryenik rolls out of the ring! Deathrow now, just cranking back on O'Brady's spine... but you've got to hand it to the Irish Adonis, he doesn't tap! The six footer reaches... reaches... catches a rope! Deathrow releases the hold, and stomps on O'Brady's head. Pin! One! Two! Kickout at two. Deathrow pulls O'Brady to his feet, whips him into the turnbuckle, mounts... and begins hammering at his head! The crowd chants along! One! Two! Three! Four! Five! Six! Seven! Eight! Nine! Ten! O'Brady takes two steps forward, swings at the air with a right, then a left, then faceplants in the ring! Deathrow pins again! One! Two! Kickout again! Deathrow again helps O'Brady up, whips him at the ropes... but O'Brady catches himself! Turns! Tags in Al Thoes! HOT TAG! Al Thoes RUSHES at Deathrow, all fired up! And Deathrow side-steps with a Russian Leg Sweep that plants Thoes on his face. Tag in to Kryenik. The Scottish Wrecking Machine is on his feet, and Kryenik rushes him hitting the BRANCH BREAKER. Thoes writhes, Kryenik with a pin! One! Two! Kickout again! Kryenik raises Thoes... but wait! The Scotsman with a burst of adrenaline! Comes up fast, scoops Kryenik and POWERSLAM! He follows up fast, applying the dreaded POWER CHINLOCK! Kryenik sells it like a Spanish torture device! He thrashes... perhaps on the verge of tapping! But Deathrow makes the save again, planting a foot on Thoes' bald head. Thoes releases the hold, as Deathrow is sent back to his corner. Thoes raises Kryenik, now, signals for the Haggis Buster! Thumb to the eye! Thoes reels! O'Brady goes to save but is stopped by the referee! Kryenick pulls Al Thoes up onto his shoulders! TOMMY DEATHROW ON THE TOP ROPE! THRONES AND DOMINIONS! The referee turns JUST as Deathrow slides out of the ring! Pin! One! Two! Three! The Doomriders take it!
Wright circles Illusion with a nervous look in his eye, springs into a Collar and Elbow--NO! He backs off. It looks like he's afraid of wrestling a woman! Illusion's taunting him, DARING him to take a shot, sticking her chin out, screaming at him to not be such a wuss--SLAP! Wright strkes her across the cheek with an open palm. Illusion reels and... starts CRYING? That slap must have really HURT her, she's dropping to her knees and really BAWLING now. Wright is FREAKING OUT while Junior Referee Henry Andrews shoots him the "What did you do?" look. Wright looks like he's just run over a puppy, the crowd is booing, and he tries to comfort Illusion--AAUUGHH!!! Illusion just EYE RAKED poor Wayne Wright, and Andrews caught NONE of it! Wright's clutching his face, and Illusion's on her feet and off the ropes--YAKUZA KICK! smack to Wright's puss, knocking him down. Now she's kicking away at Wright's face and ribs, screaming "BOO HOO!" a the top of her lungs. Wright's struggling to get to his feet, still shielding his eyes, while Illusion slips behind him, ties him up with a half-nelson hold--BACKBREAKER! WAIT A MINUTE! She hasn't released the tie-up! She twists around an agonized Wright, turning the hold into a double underhook, sitting on the back of his head--DARK CHIVALRY! Slamming Wright's head to the boards with FEROCITY! Here's the pin--ONE! TWO! THREE! Illusion just took Wayne Wright apart in a matter of SECONDS!
Taped Wednesday night at Whyte Avenue's cheapest place for cocktails, the PURPLE ONION, the Decapitators and Storm are listening to NAPW junior referee Henry Andrews explain the rules of the federations FIRST EVER Bar Room Brawl! Anything and everything is allowed in a match like this, the only rule is that you have to get a pinfall to win! Axe and Diamond stare down the big man Tempest and the apparent-Lord of Trash Thunder. The ref calls for the match to start, and all four men start punching away at each other! Tempest and Axe! Diamond and Thunder! There are still patrons here at the Purple Onion, most of them university students, and all of them are shouting for blood! Thunder with a HUGE clothesline on Diamond! Tempest has taken Axe into one ginormous bear hug, trying to take him out of the equation early! Axe flails wildly, trying to get out of that hold! Seeing the table next to him, he grabs a pitcher of Labatt's Blue, and throws it into the eyes of the big man! Tempest lets go of Axe, trying to get the alcohol out of his eyes. The ref is hiding behind the bar! Thunder takes Diamond, and an IRISH WHIP! Reversed by Diamond, and Thunder FLIES into the jukebox, which responds with AC/DC's Thunderstruck! Thunder is woozy on the bar floor, and Diamond takes time to... headbang to the music? Axe takes the head of Tempest and starts ramming it onto the pool table. Axe calls to his partner, and Diamond takes a pool cue off the rack, sets up a few balls on the table, and hits the seven ball into the head of Tempest! Diamond then takes the pool cue, lifts it up over his head, and WHAM! From behind, Thunder with his shoulder to the back! Tempest grabs Axe, and THROWS him away! To the roar of the patrons, Tempest and Thunder grab the groggy cruiserweight and lay him out on the bar. Storm then gets on either side of Diamond and wipe the bar with the body of the little man! Drinks go everywhere! Diamond is being pushed from one end of the bar to the other! But Diamond takes a bottle of vodka from the bartender and HITS Tempest over the head with it! A man sits in the corner of the bar, trying to simply read his book in peace. The ignored Axe snatches the book away from the patron! Thunder takes Diamond and just SLAMS him onto the bar! Thunder stands over the prone Diamond and shouts "You dare defy your KING? The king calls to your BLOOOOD! It must flow!" In the middle of his tirade, Chyna's "If They Only Knew," available in bargain bins throughout Canada, flies through the air and connects with Thunder's head. Thunder falls behind the bar! Tempest gets up and grabs Diamond, taking him over his shoulder. He looks at the wall, and runs towards the dartboard! Diamond's head just hits the dartboard with sickening force! Axe is at the bar where Thunder has poked his head back up. Repeated punches! Five, six! The crowd's counting along with Axe! At nine, Axe stops, orders a gin and tonic, gulps it down, and TEN! Thunder falls behind the bar again. Axe goes behind the bar, picks up the member of Storm for a head butt onto the bar, but Thunder reverses it, sending Axe's head into the bowl of peanuts. "Aaagh! The salt! My eyes!" Diamond's down on the ground, and Tempest is about to pin him, but Thunder calls over to his partner. "No, not yet! There must be BLOOD from this one!" Tempest storms over to help carry Axe to the pool table, where Thunder sets him up for a tombstone piledriver! It's looking bad... wait a second! From behind, a bottle smashes the head of Thunder! He drops the almost-unconscious Axe and turns around to have a bottle smash in his FACE! It's Technique! What's he doing here? Thunder's cut open. Tempest lunges for the Latino wrestler, but Axe sweeps the legs, causing Tempest to fall into the edge of the pool table! Technique sets Thunder on top of a table, climbs on top of the bar to the cheers of the drunken rabble, and FLIES through the air! Frog splash on Thunder THROUGH THE TABLE! Axe covers Thunder, and gets the One! Two! THREE! The Decapitators win this Bar Room Brawl with some unexpected help! Technique stands over the prone Thunder as the camera goes to black!
The crowd is mildly confused as instead of Apocalypse, that man is announced once more as "The Nightmare." Big cheers for fan-fave The Crusher... and geez, Chris Casino like-heat for Travelli and Olypsius. Or maybe just Olypsius. Don Travelli doffs his hat and jacket and then makes sure to give Nightmare and Crusher a good look at that TV Title belt. The match is a standard tag match, but should EITHER Crusher or Nightmare pin Don Travelli, they'll get a shot at his TV Title Belt next week on Action! Referee checks both teams, Crusher & Nightmare arguing over who gets to start. Don't turn your back on The Family! Travelli & Olypsius Pearl Harbor their opponents! DING DING DING. Senior referee Dick Kiebich trying to get only TWO men in the ring but right now it's the heels punching and kicking the faces into opposite corners! Travelli checks over his shoulder at the Legend Killer! DOUBLE IRISH WHIP --- Nightmare puts the brakes on and sends Travelli flying INTO A SPEAR SPEAR SPEAR by Crusher! Nightmare charges across Travelli's body and nails a "GOOD GOD WHAT A CLOTHESLINE!" clothesline! Crusher pins Travelli, one, two, the Don kicks out! Crusher almost won the match there, now he goes to work on Travelli as Nightmare takes his corner. Olypsius would do the same, if he wasn't busy counting his teeth after that thunderous clothesline. Scoop and a slam is followed up by Crusher grabbing Travelli by both legs... is he going to turn him for a Boston Crab? No, it's a catapult into the corner! Crusher tags Nightmare in, then rams Travelli with a big shoulder thrust in the corner! It's Nightmare's turn, another big shoulder thrust! The three-hundred pounder wraps both hands about Don Travelli's throat... SIT-OUT CHOKEBOMB! That's gotta be all, one, two, Olypsius stomps Nightmare's head to break that up. Crowd BOOS LIKE HELL. Boy, they really don't LIKE Olypsius at all! Meanwhile, though, Don Travelli still hasn't recovered from the effect of Crusher's earlier spear. He's pretty much a sitting duck for Nightmare to plant him with a running powerslam. Cover gets two, again broken up by Olypsius. Nightmare takes two big strides and wipes the cocky grin off of Olypsius' face with a right hand before turning back to Travelli. The Don's head planted between Nightmare's legs, it's going to be a powerbomb... LOW BLOW. Travelli with a low blow cuts Nightmare down to size, and now he makes a tag to Olypsius. The Legend Killer, holding his jaw, leaps over the top rope into the ring and catches a rising Nightmare from behind with a German Suplex! Perfectly executed! Olypsius slaps Crusher across the face, Crusher rushes into the ring --- and Referee Dick Kiebich cuts him off! He's sending Crusher back to his corner, but while the ref's back is turned the heels (you guessed it) CHEAT TO WIN. Travelli wrapping the tag rope around Nightmare's throat as Olypsius peppers his abdominal area with rabbit punches. Referee turns around and Olypsius raises his hands to the crowd's displeasure. Nightmare fires back, but Olypsius rakes the eyes to turn it around and tags Travelli back in. The Don with an atomic drop on Nightmare, hits the ropes and manages to get his boot in the face of the much bigger Nightmare. Lateral press to pin and that gets two. Travelli with a handful of Nightmare's hair. He's blatantly ignoring the referee's reprimands until he can hook Nightmare in a front face-lock. Free hand tags Olypsius back in, what's going on here? Olypsius gets in the ring... yes, it's going to be a double DDT! Olypsius and Travelli taunt Crusher and drop him! Olypsius covers somewhat lazily and counts along with the referee, one, two, th---Nightmare kicks out! Olypsius argues with the referee about the speed of the count --- and Nightmare has enough to lift him up for a torture rack! What comes next? A spin into a neckbreaker --- Olypsius slides off the shoulder! URANAGE coming up--- Nightmare elbows the side of Olypsius's head to break it and hits the ropes. Olypsius hits the opposite ropes! And they COLLIDE in the center of the ring with a double clothesline! Both men are down, and Kiebich is making the standing ten count. He's up to four when Olypsius starts crawling to his corner for the tag. Nightmare's starting to move, but it's too late! The Don is tagged in...Nightmare boots him in the face! Nightmare has room, and yes, it's the HOT TAG to Crusher! Crusher rushes into the ring and he's a proverbial HOUSE-A-FIRE! Travelli begs off, Olypsius tries to hit from behind but gets CAUGHT up by Crusher with a Samoan Drop! Olypsius rolls to the outside and The Crusher hooks Travelli, it's JACKHAMMER TIME. Float-over into the cover, one, two --- and NIGHTMARE just tagged himself in! The Crusher stands up, and he's asking what the hell? Nightmare says "Let me pin him, I think I should get the title shot." Crusher shakes his head and grabs the tag rope --- and now he tags himself back in! Nightmare has the tag rope! TAG! Crusher! TAG! Nightmare! TAG! They look like they're about to come to blows --- waitaminute! Olypsius just snapped Crusher to the canvas from the outside. Crusher dragged to the outside, and he eats an OLYPULATOR on the outside! Nightmare takes another low blow from The Don, followed by a roll-up --- ONE ---- followed by Travelli putting his legs on the middle rope --- TWO and Olypsius HOLDING them there tightly, as the referee is only looking at Nightmare's shoulders! THREE! The Family steals a win from Nightmare & The Crusher, taking advantage of the miscommunication between their opponents! Travelli is holding the TV Belt up high, looking like he just won the freakin' superbowl as Olypsius throws an arm around him and grins smugly at the ring. Nightmare & The Crusher both walking up the aisle arguing with one another, will they be able to work out their differences? They walk through the curtain and it's just The Family celebrating their win in the ring still. That's it for NAPW Action ---- THE LIGHTS GO OUT.
And when they come back on --- THE CROWD POPS HUGE. THE PREDATOR IS IN THE RING! Travelli and Olypsius turn around --- OLYPSIUS gets bent in half from a lightning-quick Predator SPEAR! Travelli tries to dive out of the ring, but Predator grabs the back of his trunks and hauls him back in --- He gets him up --- THE END! The Predator just laid out the TELEVISION CHAMPION! He slowly surveys the entire crowd, all completely behind him, and nods, his body language communicating his intentions. Predator grabs the TV Belt, looks at it, and drapes it over the fallen champion. A microphone is given to Predator, and he says with chilling simplicity: "Don Travelli... prepare yourself for the HUNT. Because you. Are. The. PREY." He throws the mic down and raises one arm in triumph as NAPW Action! goes off the air!
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