NAPW ACTION!11/10/2006
Dio Muerte comes in through the crowd, seemingly looking over his shoulder to see if he's being followed or something. In the ring, the two newcomers to the NAPW glare at each other from across the ring. Mashiin takes a small bow. His manager Williams is outside, jawing at a few of the front row fans. The grapplers advance on each other, and Muerte feels out the heavier Mashiin with a quick collar and elbow tie up, slipping behind him and applying a rear waist-lock. A quick, stiff elbow disorients Muerte and Machiin slides around with a nice double switch followed by a belly to back suplex! Muerte nips up, only to sent to the mat with a stiff chop. Mashiin goes for a fist drop, but gets kicked in the face! Muerte pops back up again and executes a sick fisherman suplex! Kickout at two, he's no Mr. Perfect. Mashiin looks angry, and hits a BIG chop to Mashiin's shoulder, bringing the him to his knees...BUZZSAW! WHOA! The Japanese Death Machine just wiped out Muerte! Cover, One, Two, Kickout! Mashiin looks unimpressed, and delivers an elbow to Muerte as he gets up. He hooks him up for a reverse t-bone, but Muerte dodges! Off the ropes! Baseball slide between Mashiin's legs! Off the far ropes now, leapfrog right over Mashiin! Mashiin snatches at Muerte but gets nothing but air. As he lands, Muerte bounces off the ropes, Mashiin ducks, Muerte with a backslide right over him! Behind him now, look out! Mashiin turns into a shuffle side kick! And there's a BRAINBUST-AHH! Muerte calls out "FROGGY SPLASH!" and heads up top! He takes flight, there's a FROG SPL - MASHIIN WITH THE KNEES UP! That just took all the air out of Muerte, and Mashiin looks PISSED! EXPLODER SUPLEX! PICK UP! HEAD AND ARM SUPLEX, and a senton splash! Mashiin is on fire, he's like a wrecking ball out there! He screams, and Williams is telling him to finish off the competiton! He drags Muerte up, yells "TIME TO DIE!" in Japanese, and hits a HUGE OSAKA CUTTER! He slaps on the Lethal Injection! Muerte tries to fight it briefly --- Then he taps out! Kesei Machiin starts off his career in NAPW with an impressive win! After the match, Dio Muerte tumbles back into the front row and leaves through the crowd... as if he's worried about somebody coming after him?
Technique looks AMPED to be back in the NAPW, and Kamikaze looks nervous as all hell, like a deer stuck in headlights. Technique charges, flying dropkick! Right in the kisser! Kamikaze pops up and here he comes with a right hand...blocked and reciprocated from Technique! Kamikaze's badly damaged ears are ringing, and he stumbles into the ropes! SUPERKICK! Chris Adams would be proud! Kamikaze falls down face first, but the fans are cheering for him to get to his feet! He finally does, where a cocky Technique is laughing! Not for long! Flurry of chops! WOO! WOO! WOO! Is that Ric Flair or Chris Kamikaze? Chris follows with a nice swinging DDT! And a TORPEDO! He doesn't go for a cover, he wants the high risk move...Oh no, not again. Last time Kamikaze went to the top rope... The former stunt man climbs the turnbuckle, here comes the pain! Shooting Star Press....UH OH! He "Brocked" it, big time! Technique covers the fallen Kamikaze... only two? Technique picks up Kamikaze and goes for a piledriver! Technique smirks, he almost let it slip away but now? Now he's got it all covered! DDT PLANTS the rookie. Technique for the cover, but gets JUST TWO again! He looks frustrated, and starts to argue with referee Morgan Smythe, who ignores him. KA-BOOM! Desperation URANAGE from Kamikaze! There's the springboard leg drop! Lordie, the fans are eating it up! Kamikaze is all smiles and goes to the top rope one... more... time? TYPE 99! HE HIT IT ALL! Kamikaze jumps up, and stares at the crowd in shock! They're going banana, and someone in the front row yells for Kamikaze to cover! ONE! TWO! THREE! CHRIS KAMIKAZE WITH THE HUGE UPSET! OHH BABY, WHAT A CORKSCREW! Kamikaze seems as surprised as the fans at ringside, but they really seem to love the poor schmuck. Tough loss for Technique in his (re)debut.
Banks has used his first rope break. Banks quickly goes outside. North follows him. Banks is near Tex. North turns Banks around and nails him with an open handed slap. He goes for another, but Banks ducks behind...GERMAN SUPLEX ON THE FLOOR. Crowd chants "Holy Shit!" as North is dazed. Banks gets in the ring, somewhat dazed himself but smirking. He'll take a count-out victory, folks. The count is up to eleven as North gets in the ring. North is hurting from the suplex, Banks slightly dazed himself - the concrete plays no favorites. North showing some guts, attempts a boot to the gut to Banks. Banks catches the foot, but receives a desperation BLACKOUT enziguri! Banks is out. North with the cover. One, Two, foot on the rope again. Banks has used his second rope break. Banks is getting overwhelmed. Andrews is yelling at Tex, and Morgan Smythe is telling them to get away from each other. Ref is not aware of the low-blow by Banks. He gets behind Gunderson and it's an Inverted Facelock Backbreaker. He covers and Morgan hears Banks yelling. One, Two, kick out by North. Banks is getting frustrated, Morgan's distraction let him go low, but also allowed North to kickout. To live by the sword is to die by it. Banks is on North and goes for the anklelock! North fights... and gets to the ropes. North has used his first rope break. Banks is mad. He gets on the back of North, laying in crossfaces to the man. North is trying to cover up, but Banks hoists North up and STUNNER OUT OF NOWHERE! North with the stunner out of nowhere, that's going to be all! North covers Banks... One, Two, WHERE DID SHE GO? The ref has been pulled to the outside and she lands hard on the floor. Henry Andrews pulled her out. North is going after Andrews. He chases him out of the ring. Andrews gets in the ring, North follows and EATS A CLOTHESLINE FROM BANKS! Banks gets a chair from Andrew. Morgan is down. Banks sizes up the rising North... NORTH MEET STEEL CHAIR, STEEL CHAIR... MEET NORTH'S HEAD! A chair shot in a Pure Honor Match? What the hell is going on? Banks covers North. He needs a ref. Who's a ref? Andrews is a ref! He slides into the ring ONE, TWO, WHERE DID HE GO? Wait a minute... Dez Carter with the last-minute save! Carter yanks Andrews out of the ring and wallops him good! Andrews is out! Morgan is getting in the ring finally. Banks looks pissed, yelling at Dez Carter --- North school boys the distracted Banks! One! Two! THREE! North T. Gunderson survives the interference and wins over Banks! Banks is livid and tries to attack North. Dez Carter gets in the ring and Banks thinks twice. He exits quickly, tailed by Henry Andrews, who is holding his cheek. North T. shakes Dez's hand, and the two stand tall in the ring as the fans cheer!
"You're So Vain" blares from the PA. An incredibly stylized man makes grand entrance through the curtain. He struts to the ring, the crowd quite unsure of who this beaming man with the smarmy smile is. When he enters the ring, a rain of silver confetti showers him. Suddenly, some "fans" throw streamers into the ring as though a great Japanese legend was making his entrance. "Cut the music!" ...waits for music. "It's (scoff) "great" to be here. Three years in university and a degree in journalism gets me here? Well, well, well thanks for the Grand entrance on... on Action?! Oh come on Jo-Jo Winchell, can't you do better than this! Whatever, I'm out of this dump and going back to my place to write about it." A fan yells out "who are you?" "Who am I? I'm Lex Vain, you peon!" Vain leaves, the crowd half-heartedly booing. Who is he, and what is he going to do for NAPW? Stay tuned to the NAPW website.
Celtic Assassins enter first to a strong ovation. They've been on a roll in the tag team division, although their title shot seems delayed thanks to the return of The Dudes. Nevertheless. Stiff Competition enters... all three members and the manager. Any two of the three members can wrestle in a scheduled tag match, the question is, which two? The team has a conference with the manager Ol' Salty, and then into the ring step Rod Hardway and "The Moose" Mark Millar. Stiff Competition is going to counter the size of the Assassins with their own. Al Thoes and The Moose start up. The two big bulls engage in a greco-roman knucklelock, then slam their chests together trying to overpower the other man. The Scottish Wrecking Machine seems to have the upper hand when Millar cheap shots the man with a knee lift. Millar drives down the big forearm across O'Brady's back a couple times, then drives the man into the ropes. Irish whip, Thoes reverses, Moose rebounds and gets back body dropped to the mat! Thoes tags Bobby O'Brady. Thoes with the irish whip again sends Moose into the ropes --- to be caught in a spinning powerslam by O'Brady, with authority. Head vice by O'Brady to wear down Moose, each team wants to make the first elimination. Moose isn't submitting, so O'Brady changes tactics, pulling Moose up. Front face-lock, big suplex coming up. Blocked by Moose, who manages to get a thumb into O'Brady's eye, then delivers a suplex of his own. Moose shakes the cobwebs loose and tags in Rod Hardway, the +300 pounder. Hardway immediately grabs O'Brady and shows off his OWN suplex... this time holding the man up! That's two-hundred and seventy-five pounds Rod Hardway is suspending vertically in the air! He holds him up...up...up...the crowd counting the seconds! At eleven, Hardway drives O'Brady down the canvas. Float-over into the cover gets only two. O'Brady tries to make a tag, Hardway throws some fists and takes advantage. Hardway with a scoop slam puts the big man down and again tags in Moose. Stiff Competition bump knuckles, then deliver a double fist drop on The Irish Adonis. O'Brady rolls over, holding his mouth, trying to get up. Moose lets fly a sadistic kick to the exposed ribs of O'Brady, stunning him. Elbow driven into O'Brady's back collapses the man back onto the canvas, and now Moose gets another elbow. Three! Four! FIVE quickly delivered, repeated elbow drops. O'Brady's so much paste at this point and easy pickings for a cover. No, he kicks out! Moose audibly curses and then tags back in Hardway. Double-team stomp until Sharplin hauls Moose back out. Hardway has a dazed O'Brady up, telling Thoes to "watch this." Boot to the gut! Hardway is going for the JACKNIFE, kids! He took too long trash talking Thoes, though, and O'Brady back drops the man down. Hardway isn't hurt, but it's enough time for O'Brady to make the hot tag Al Thoes! Thoes rushes into the ring and levels Hardway with a POWER clothesline! The Moose rushes in to get a cheap shot, caught with a POWERslam! Hardway is up --- POWER irish whip sends Hardway flying into the corner. Moose is up --- POWER irish whip sends Moose into his own partner at high velocity, squashing him. Hardway collapses, his hand slapping Moose on the way down. Referee rules that's a tag, as a dazed Moose makes it to the middle of the ring. Thoes POWER FLEXES like Lex Luger and pounds Moose into the Celtic Corner. O'Brady is back in, he's got a second wind. O'Brady grabs Thoes by the hand and sends him into Moose for a big splash! Then O'Brady follows up with an avalanche! Moose is double squashed! He stumbles out... Al Thoes grabs the man! He twists and lifts, here it comes! HAGGIS BUSTER! Thoes makes the cover, O'Brady between the pinfall and any Stiff Competition inteference. Moose ain't getting up after that and it's a three-count to eliminate one Stiff Competition member! Two-to-one advantage for Celtic Assassins now. Hardway has pulled himself up, and the Celtic Assassins are coming to double team. They send Hardway into the ropes... double clothesline! Over five-hundred pounds of Celtic cutie (well, the girls think so) level Hardway. O'Brady on the top rope! DOUBLE STOMP into the torso of Hardway! Thoes covers one, two, no! Kick-out by Hardway. He's a hoss, alright. Thoes pulls Hardway up and makes a tag to O'Brady. They're going to finish it here, they're going to hit the CELTIC CRUSHER on Hardway. AGAIN. Wait a minute, no! Hardway gets a lowblow on Thoes. O'Brady has gone to the top rope for another double-stomp, but Hardway nails the man with a big shot. One yank later and O'Brady is in a TREE OF WOE. That's not good! Hardway sticks his boot in the man's throat and chokes, ignoring the referee's count. The angry Hardway then grabs O'Brady with a full-nelson... slam. Only a two-count however. O'Brady is still in the tree of woe, and now Ol' Salty is on the apron getting the ref's attention. Oh come on! Dutch Flanagan with his leather belt around the upside-down O'Brady's throat. Stiff Competition are cheating like crazy, you didn't really think they'd fight fair did you? Hardway now has Thoes. Irish whip sends Thoes into his partner! The impact finally dislodges O'Brady, who slumps to the canvas unceremoniously. Thoes gets up, tries to rush Hardway, but he's CAUGHT in the Hardway Slam! That's going to be all! ONE! TWO! TH---O'Brady with the last second save nails Hardway! Both Celts are still alive! Hardway gets up and grabs the ref by the collar, demanding a DQ. The distraction lets Dutch fly from the top rope, missile dropkick connects onto O'Brady! The ref turns around only to see a downed O'Brady. Hardway is back into it... wait a minute! Al Thoes suddenly with a burst of energy! He's firing rights and lefts into Hardway --- POWER rights and lefts. Hardway on the ropes, Al Thoes gets a run --- tripped up by Ol' Salty! The ref saw that one, he's furious! Thoes is down, Rod Hardway has been handed the leather belt by Dutch! He's got it balled around his fist... wallops Thoes! The referee caught it though! Wait a minute... he's calling a DQ! Rod Hardway has been disqualified for using the foreign object, Celtic Assassins win the match... but the beating has just begun. Dutch & The Moose get back into the ring, Ol' Salty behind them. The Moose and Ol' Salty stomp on O'Brady as Hardway hands the belt back to Dutch. Hardway pulls Thoes up, wait a minute! OH MY GOD! HAGGIS BUSTER! Hardway just planted Thoes with his own move, Al Thoes... Al Thoes is knocked out. Dutch with a sick grin then hands the belt to Hardway again, getting down to hold THoes hands. Ol' Salty holds the legs, they've got Thoes face-down while The Moose chokes out O'Brady. WHIP. WHIP. WHIP. They're whipping the man with the leather belt! Oh my God, Rod Hardway is whipping Al Thoes like a dog! This is horrible! And then... wait a minute! Sliding into the ring is a man with quite the beef with Stiff Competition, STYLIN' KYLE ROBERTS! Kyle Roberts is in the ring and pissed off! He plants a STYLES KICK into a charging Dutch Flanagan! The Moose --- the man who Roughnecked The Beast's girlfriend at Anniversary Assault --- is targeted. Ol' Salty jumps on Kyle's back though, Kyle flips him over. Hardway from behind nails Kyle, grabbing a full nelson. Low blow! Nobody ever accused Stylin' Kyle of playing FAIR, after all. Roberts with a SECOND Styles Kick to Hardway, sending the big man down. The Moose from behind on Roberts, he hoists him up onto his shoulders for a ROUGHNECK, but Bobby O'Brady grabs MOOSE from behind! Roberts slides onto his feet as O'Brady hoists Moose up into the Torture Rack!
Dutch is back up, he frees Moose. Dutch, Salty, Moose and Hardway begin taking it to Roberts and O'Brady. But Al Thoes, red welts on his back and all, is somehow to his feet! Celtic Assassins and Stylin' Kyle turn the tables on their opponents, sending them all over the top rope to the floor. Ol' Salty is left in the ring... O'Brady gorilla presses the man over his head and throws Salty onto his wrestlers outside the ring! The Celtic Assassins stand beside the man they will challenge for the tag titles sometime soon, but for tonight, Kyle Roberts & Celtic Assassins are on the same page. Good night!
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