NAPW ACTION!09/15/2006NIGHTMARE VS THE YELLOW CHICKEN Nightmare just STARES at The Wrestler Formerly Known As Carter Owens strut around the ring, flapping his arms and scratching the wrestling mat with his feet. As the Yellow Chicken moves towards him, Nightmare starts backing away. He may have seen visions of great horrors in his dreams every night, but he's never seen anything like THIS before. Closer and closer he comes, and Nightmare just stares in shock and horror...until the Yellow Chicken gives him a hard peck on the forehead! Nightmare shakes off the head-butt, and then roars as he floors the Chicken with a clothesline. Nightmare runs, rebounds off the ropes and then comes down with a leg drop on the prone Chicken's chest. Nightmare goes in for the pin, and grabs the tights, but the referee sees it and stops the count at two. Nightmare pulls the Yellow Chicken to his feet and then sends him right back DOWN again with a double-arm DDT. A few boots to the back, and the Yellow Chicken is in some serious pain. Nightmare applies a blatant choke but lets go after three, and spits in his opponent's face. "You think you scare me, Chicken?" he screams, as the Chicken slowly gets to his feet. Nightmare with a hard right hand, but the Chicken comes back with one of his own. Nightmare retaliates, but the Chicken fires back again. Nightmare with the right hand, and again, and again, until the Chicken is staggering in the ring. Nightmare lifts him up for the shoulder-breaker, and stalls, screaming at him again. "NOTHING scares Nightmare!" -- but the Yellow Chicken scrambles out of the Dream Demon's arms and lands on his feet, then rebounds off the ropes to nail Nightmare's right shoulder with a Running Knee. The Chicken locks Nightmare up for a shoulder-breaker of his own, and connects! Nightmare's on his knees, clutching his right arm, but so is the Chicken, who gets up to the second rope for a Cock of the Walk, and Nightmare's rolling around on the mat, wincing in pain and holding his arm. The Yellow Chicken struts all around his opponent, then lets out a furious "Cluck Cluck CLUCK!!!" and applies the Cross-face Chicken-wing! Nightmare's got NOTHING left, and taps out!
Backstage we see The Royal Foundation talking to Megan Adams, a reporter from the Edmonton Sun newspaper. Kenny Krenshov is just entering the building. KRENSHOV: The hell with waiting for later... A still very angry Krenshov indeed doesn't wait for later. Kenny charges at Thomas Young, but the crafty Thomas moves and Megan is clotheslined by Kenny Krenshov. The Royal Foundation run off. Kenny looks shocked and just stares at Megan on the ground, knocked out.
The match begins with a shaky start, Bruno and Cool Kid are getting up in each others faces and jaw-jacking. Wait, Barton Boy is walking up to the two, he places his hands on both their chests and separates them. OH NO! Bruno and Cool Kid are double teaming Barton Boy. They're both laying in punches and kicks and Double DDT! Bruno and Cool Kid begin to stomp on Barton Boy but, Bermodsey Bulldog to Bruno! Cool Kid takes the advantage and goes for the pin. One..Two...Thre... Barton Boy makes the save! Barton Boy is throwing fists to the back of Cool Kid! DECAPITATING Clothesline by Bruno! Barton Boy might be dead! Cool kid is up and Spinning Heel Kick to Bruno! Barton boy catches Cool Kid and Neck-breaker! Bruno is up and Baby Back Rack! Barton Boy squirming about trying to get out of Bruno's grip! Barton Boy goes limp, the ref checks the arm. It falls ONCE! TWICE! THR.. Flying Lariat by Cool Kid, he breaks the bear hug and jumps on an opportunity to pin Barton Boy! ONE!! TWO!! Elbow Drop by Bruno! He proceeds to pick Cool Kid off the ground and Sit-Out Power-bomb! Shoulders down! ONE!! TWO!! Dropkick to Bruno's chest by Barton Boy! Cool Kid gets up to his feet, Barton Boy goes for a tie up, Kick to the gut by Cool Kid! Cool Kid sets Barton Boy up and Snap Suplex! Cool Kid is heading for the top turnbuckle. Crotched! by Bruno! Bruno gives him a hard right to the face and lifts Cool Kid off in Gorilla Press manner. Wait! Countered by Cool Kid! DDT! Barton Boy hits the ropes, and Cool Kid turns right into a devastating spear! Barton Boy is going for the pin! One.. Two...Saved by Bruno! Bruno is throwing down a few forearms to the back of Barton Boy! Bruno is keeping up the assault with some knees, he then lifts Barton Boy up for a Gorilla Press! Cool Kid is getting up and Barton Boy is pressed onto Cool Kid! Cool Kid is out! Barton Boy is up! Barton Boy goes for a clothesline! COUNTERED! Vicious Spine-buster by Bruno! Bruno lifts Barton Boy by his head, sets him up and BRUNO BOMB! He goes for the cover, ONE! TWO! THREE!! "Big Bad" Brian Bruno has won by pinfall!
With Harden in the ring awaiting his opponent, "They Wanna Know" by Obie Trice hits the speakers as David Banks makes his way to the ring. After trying to get the crowd involved in his second NAPW appearance, Banks prepares for the upcoming match. The bell rings and the two NAPW rookies stare at each other in the center of the ring. Both men seem to be talking trash, just waiting for the other to make a move, Banks finally does. Quick chop across the chest, countered by a chop from Harden, back and forth, Banks comes out on top. Irish whip, stiff clothesline drops "Big Money" to the mat, but heÕs quick to get back to his feet, only to be dropped by a second clothesline. Banks, looking to end this match quick, tries to lock on The Ankle-lock, but Harden squirms his way to the bottom rope and Banks is forced to break the hold. Turning his attention away from Darius, he turns to the ref to argue the rope break. That seems to be his down fall, as ÒBig MoneyÓ attacks Banks from behind, dropping him quickly to the mat with a big blow to the back of the head. Harden goes for the pin, but David Banks easily kicks out at the count of one. Darius, still in control, whips Banks to the ropes. Banks come back; vicious spine-buster drives Banks hard to the mat. ÒBig MoneyÓ with the cover once again, ONE, TWOÉHELL NO! Banks kicks out at two to a cheer from the crowd. Darius is pissed as he pulls David Banks off the mat and throws him to the ropesÉSPEAR!! SPEAR!! This one is over! Looks like Harden thinks that way, as he eggs on the crowd. The cover, ONE, TWO, THREÉNO!! HOW DID HE KICK OUT?! ÒBig MoneyÓ is livid now. He signs to the crowd that itÕs time for the old ÒOne-TwoÓ. He swings and connects with the deadly left hook, but Banks ducks the right jab! Darius spins around only to be folded in half by a bad ass German suplex. Staggering to his feet, Harden walks straight into a T-Bone suplexÉWhoo! David Banks is a house of fire! Banks takes quick advantage of the hurting Darius Harden and locks on The Ankle-lock for the second time. This time the ropes are way out of reach for ÒBig MoneyÓ and he has no choice but to tap the hell out! The winner by submission, David Banks.
Cut backstage again. NAPW security guards, who are off duty police officers, have Kenny Krenshov in handcuffs. GUARD ONE: You can't go around attacking women pal... You're going to jail. GUARD TWO: I remember him going to jail the other night for drunk and disorderly. You don't know when to stop do you? You're going back to jail buddy, she's pressing charges. The Royal Foundation laugh it up from a far. THOMAS YOUNG: You know, calling them guards over, and showing them the footage was genius. Let's go watch him get booked. This is too good. PRINCE DARKO: (really loud) "Don't drop the soap Kenny." Watching him go to jail will be the highlight of the week. First this, then whooping some Calgary Crap's asses. An Edmonton Police car shows up, and takes away Krenshov. The Royal Foundation get in their car and follow.
Simply Beautiful walks out from behind the curtain, rips off his trademark shades and tosses them to the crowd. He strides down to the ring and grabs the house mike. SB: IÕm just dying to know, Canada. Just what big, bad, SOB signed his name to the dotted line to get his ass handed to him by the Sexiest Man in All the Land? Play his music up there, slappy! I wanna see this twerp for myself! ChumbawumbaÕs ÒTubthumpingÓ sounds and out steps WAYNE WRIGHT! The former TV Champ has challenged Simply Beautiful! Wright is barely on the apron when Simply Beautiful strikes! Forearm smash! Suplex into the ring and Wright is reeling. Simply Beautiful off the ropesÉSpringboard Elbow onto a prone Wayne Wright. Now heÕs dragging the former TV champ to his feetÉBAM! Standing dropkick, immediately followed with a second Springboard Elbow. Wright gets up and sticks Simply Beautiful with a knife edge chop! Cuts like a knife. Wright on the offensive with some stiff rights and lefts. Simply Beautiful counters! SPIN DOCTOR! One, Two, Simply Beautiful again pulls his opponent up off the mat, as he did against Brad Rush! Simply Beautiful to the top rope now! HeÕs flipping off the crowd! NEW YORK NIGHTMARE! No kickout here, this one is in the books. One, Two, Three! Simply Beautiful takes the match. Simply Beautiful suddenly grabs the mike! SB: IS THAT ALL THIS COMPANY HAS! I just dismantled a former champion! Somebody better come out here real soon, or this mammaluke is in real God Damn trouble! Simply Beautiful slaps on the PAINKILLER! Wright is screaming for help! HERE COMES THE PURE HONOR CHAMP, DEZ CARTER! HeÕs blasting away on Simply Beautiful! The Sexy One is reeling, but manages to drop to his knees and fire up a LOW BLOW! What a coward! Simply Beautiful scrambles to the locker room, laughing all the way and taunting Carter, and the Pure Honor champion looks on with hate and disgust!
Mr. Slick stares down Jeff James in the middle of the ring, as Tim and the Double are shouting at Saki on the outside. The Royal Foundation, who promised they'd be there to help even the odds, are nowhere to be seen! Granted, they followed Krenshov to the downtown police station, so I don't think they'll be coming back to help Jeff. Enough jaw-jacking, already, let's get this show on the road! James mutters something that Slick takes offense to, and here's a roundhouse punch by Mr. Slick! James goes down, and Slick leaps on top of his opponent, and lays multiple elbows into the face of Jeff James. Slick is not letting up, he wants that TV Title back around his waist. James wants out, and a knee to the crotch of Slick! Ooooh, that's GOTTA hurt, but everything's legal here in the hardcore match. Henry Andrews winces sympathetically as Mr. Slick falls off of James. Jeff James with a triangle choke on the former champion, trying to take the air out of Slick's lungs and knock him out. But Tim has something to say about that, reaching in and grabbing the hair of Jeff James. James lets go of Mr. Slick, and Saki comes to the aid of his employer, chasing Tim around the ring. Man, Saki's one fast guy, but Tim, when fearing for his life, is a better runner. Slick capitalizes on the chaos, and knees James in the gut. James is winded, Irish whip by Mr. Slick to the corner, and the double throws in a steel chair for Slick to use! Tim, still being chased by Saki, ducks into the ring, with Jeff's manager in pursuit. Tim slides out of the ring, Saki hands off his ever-present bat to James in the corner as he ducks out. Slick runs at Jeff James swinging that steel chair, but James it ready for him! James ducks the chair and pokes Slick in the gut with the bat. Slick keels over, and James whomps him in the back! Slick goes down to the canvas. Saki chases Tim out of the arena to the backstage area, and James covers! One! Two! Three! James gets the first pin. Andrews checks on Mr. Slick, and the double comes in to help him to his corner. After a breather, the double leaves the ring and Andrews calls for the bell! The second match is a standard match, no weapons allowed. Mr. Slick, realizing he's one pinfall away from defeat, comes out charging with a HARD clothesline, which drops James to the mat. Slick picks up James, and follows up with a back-breaker! James reels in pain, as the double cheers from ringside. "That's right, baby! You can't beat the Slick!" Slick has found a new fire here, and he throws on an ankle lock, torquing the foot of Jeff James for all it's worth! The fans, who really don't know who to cheer here, is mixed. Some cheer the dominating Mr. Slick and some are chanting for James to break the hold. But Slick has none of it! He's pulling the stump of Jeff, as James is yowling in pain! But somehow, somewhere, James is mustering up the strength to pull himself ever closer to the bottom rope. So close! James is inches away! But Mr. Slick drops to the ground, wrapping himself around the leg of Jeff James. That's putting SO much pressure on James, but he's not quitting yet! A shuffle gets him two inches closer. Slick's shouting at James to submit, already! The double's there in Jeff's face, shaking his head in disbelief. Jeff throws out his hand for the rope. No! Not there! Jeff lunges for the rope again, but the double pulls it further away. Andrews sees it, and tells Mr. Slick to release the hold. Slick shakes his head no. Andrews counts to five, and Slick releases on the four count. Hey, he's not going to lose the second match. The double is livid and jumps on the apron, getting in Henry's face. Jeff is trying his hardest to pull himself up using the ring ropes, and what's this? Mr. Slick is reaching into his tights. That's a pair of brass knucks, and I'm sure they were manufactured in Asia! That's an international object that Mr. Slick's got in his hands! The double is arguing with the ref, and Slick CLOCKS Jeff James in the face. James drops, and Slick covers for the pin. The double points out the pin to Andrews, Andrews turns around and drops, counting, one. Two! THREE! Mr. Slick has won the second fall, making this even! We've got one more fall to go, and this is going to be a tables match. Slick drags himself to his corner, and the double's jumping around, celebrating. "C'mon, Slick! One more time! it's going to be easy getting your title back!" Andrews checks on James, who's groggy, but awake. Andrews gives Jeff a minute to get himself together, and calls for the bell for the last time. The double promptly fishes under the ring for a table, which Mr. Slick sets up in the corner turnbuckle. Remember, the object here is to get your opponent through a table. Jeff James pulls out a table of his own, which he sets up outside the ring. Mr. Slick's ready for James as soon as he gets back in the ring, and it's an ax handle to the back of Jeff James! Slick grabs the arm of James, and it's an Irish whip to- NO! James manages to leg sweep Slick to the ground, and then moonsaults onto him! Slick's hurting with that move. James to the top rope, getting ready for a top-rope lariat, just waiting for Slick to get up. Out of the corner of his eye, James sees the double getting onto the apron, and James with a dropkick. it sends the double FLYING off the apron to the concrete. The fans go ape as James turns around into a kick to the gut by Mr. Slick. A DDT by Mr. Slick- BLOCKED by James with a hook of the leg. James throws Mr. Slick, who slides out of the ring onto the table that was set up there. James looks around, and the crowd is chanting for him to start to fly. Jeff climbs the turnbuckle, but Andrews is urging him not to complete the move. What's this? From the floor an arm pulls Mr. Slick on the table, and the double climbs on. Jeff shrugs off Henry Andrews and FLIES! Backwards moonsault through the table! The crowd's on their feet, and Jeff's just happy for the win. Andrews is about to take the arm of James when he notices - THAT'S not Mr. Slick!
The match must continue, and Jeff James is none too pleased about that. He just about sacrificed his body for the win, but there's Mr. Slick, woozily laughing, tapping the side of his head. Mr. Slick is smarter than you? Get Ryan Kingston on the phone, I smell copyright infringement! Slick pulls James up, and a whip to the ring steps! Ouch! Slick pushes James into the ring, and notices the table in the corner. Irish whip send James running into the table, but James manages to run up to the top of the table, and another moonsault catches Mr. Slick! Both men down, trying to gain their wits and finish this match. Slick's double, out cold in a splintered table on the outside. Henry Andrews, junior referee, not sure what he should do. Well, there's nothing he CAN do, it's first man through a table. No count-outs, no pinfalls. Slick is getting himself up before James. That moonsault through the table took a lot out of Jeff. Slick resets the table, so it's in the middle of the ring, and his eyes are sparkling with mischief. He picks up James and sets him at the turnbuckle. He shouts out, "Nobody's getting up from Mr. Slick's superplex!" He's going to superplex James through the table? My god! The fans taunt Mr. Slick, and he's just eating it up. What's this? The Royal Foundation are running down towards the ring! Where did they come from? Prince Darko and Thomas Young slide into the ring and pull the table out of the way, as Slick follows through from the top rope. Bone cracking impact, but both men have missed the table! Mr. Slick is livid. He gets up and gets into Thomas Young's face. "What the hell was that? I was going to win that match!" From behind, Darko runs at Slick, and leapfrogs over Slick. ROYALTY by Darko, and Slick's out! Thomas Young is trying to rouse his brother. Jeff James comes to and is confused. Young points out the unbroken table and the unconscious Mr. Slick. James smirks and chuckles. With some help up from the Royal Foundation, he gets Slick up and is holding him in position for, oh god, no, is it? Jeff James with the James Effect! James moonsaults over the table, driving Slick straight through, back first. Andrews calls for the bell. James is laughing with his brother and Darko, as the crowd boos the hell out of the trio. Jeff James and the Royal Foundation are ending Action on top of the world. As Jeff starts taunting the comatose Mr. Slick with his TV Title, we fade to black.
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