Post by Gabe Shelley on Oct 20, 2015 22:26:22 GMT -6
Episode 211 - October 19, 2015
Havok was once again sold out as it was the go home show before Wreckless. The show kicked off with the AJ Adams in the ring and he talked a bit Allen Chaney’s actions, saying that he went too far when he destroyed the title. AJ said he would get payback and he demanded the Wyatts come out and give him answers on the BWF World Championship situation. Jackson Wyatt came to the ring and said he and Elise had thought over the right action to take. It was then announced that, with some input, a brand BWF World Championship is being made and will be ready for Wreckless. There was a small pop as Jackson teased the new belt. He then went on to announce that it was clear AJ and Allen had business that needed to finish and that’s why, at Wreckless, the new strap would be hung 15 feet above the ring in a ladder match. AJ and Allen can beat the hell out of each other and then stand tall over the other as he pulled the title down. AJ seemed to approve as we went to commercial.
Kaito Hirano Vs. Omen IV
Kaito and Omen competed in a match that saw a lot of back and forth strikes. Omen tried to end things early with his springboard into a reverse DDT into a pin but Kaito reached out and grabbed the ropes. Kaito began to battle back and caught Omen with a surprise tornado kick and finished it with the Oyasumi for the win.
WINNER: Kaito Hirnao
After the match Brianna Park laid Kaito out from behind as he started to get to his feet. The fans booed as Park called for the Sovereign Championship and held it up as she stood over him.
It’s On
Karli walks out of the back of the arena and onto the stage as her entrance music plays over the sound system. She walks quickly, carrying her Trios title in one hand. She climbs into the ring and takes the microphone from Scott Benjamin. Her music dies down and the audience's booing quiets before she speaks.
Karli: I know that all of you fans have seen this recent Aftershock where F.M. Young went off the deep end and totally lost her mind. She challenged me to this hardcore match and, honestly, I don't see an upside to it. I mean, if she wants a hardcore match so bad, challenge that guy Danny Hall. I'm sure he'd be up for it. And think about it, I'm actually doing this for you fans. If I were to be injured, all of your lives wouldn't be worth living anymore.
The fans boo loudly at Karli's pronouncement.
Karli: I know. I know. But don't worry everyone! I'm about to squash any notion of this match taking place. So, what I would like to do is have F.M. Young come out and we can discuss this rationally. Or, what I mean is, if she can actually summon any rationality...
The arena fills with the roar of applause as "Boys Wanna Be Her" by Peaches begins to play. Karli scowls towards the stage and backs to the far side of the ring, regaining her composure as she adjusts her belt on her shoulder.
F.M. Young strides to the ring with a contained sense of purpose. She hops up on the ring apron and takes a second microphone from Scott Benjamin as she pushed through the ropes and strolled up to Karli.
F.M. Young: Here I am, Princess Peach. See, I'm doing you a favor, stepping out here now to have this little chat, because the way I see it, you don't get to talk. You haven't won a match against me without somebody taking pity on your pretty little face and lending you a leg up. Even when I tried to be the bigger person and let you have that, cause i had bigger things to deal with, you nipped your way to my heels again. You've got my attention and the only thing for you is to either take a proper beating like a true female wrestler. Or admit you can't hack it and piss of, back to letting your gang carry you out of the big girl's business.
F.M. casually leans on the ring rope nearest Karli, grinding that devil may care grin.
Karli slides across the ropes a bit, putting a little distance between Young and herself.
Karli: Okay. First things first, you're wrong. I've beaten you several times, F.M. If my winning percentage was a batting average, I would easily be the best player on the Chicago Cubs. Wait, bad example...the Cubs are horrible.
The fans in Chicago don't appreciate Karli's remarks.
Karli: But I have to admit that not everything you said was completely wrong. You are definitely the bigger person.
Karli rises up on her tiptoes a couple of times, trying to look Young in the eyes.
Karli: Yep. Definitely the bigger person. But none of that is why I asked you out here. All I wanted to do is to try to talk some sense into you and make you see that this hardcore match is a horrible idea. I don't want to do it, so in the interest of putting this match out of everyone's mind, I'm willing to let bygones be bygones. I'll just walk away with my remarkably impressive amount of wins and you...can go back to doing whatever you were doing. Chopping trees down or...something.
F.M. stuck a hand up, still grinning, waving her mic.
F.M. Young: Hey, hey. The cubs have been doing fucking awesome this season.
The fans pop on that one and Young waits a moment, gesturing and soaking up the cheers.
After a moment she brings the mic back to her lips, looking smug.
F.M. Young: I know you meant that sarcastically. But you know what? I'm gonna take it. I really am the bigger woman.
Young reaches out and lightly taps Karli in the middle of the forehead with a single finger. Pushing her back down from her toes and accentuating their height difference.
F.M. Young: You called me an Amazon and you're goddamn right I am. But you see, us Amazons have a code and you've offended that. I'll give you that the score card said you've won those matches. But each and every time you hid behind someone else to do it.
F.M. takes a step closer, truly backing Karli up to the ropes now.
F.M. Young: But I'm a reasonable woman, the Wyatt's have given me my match, but even I haven't been told the stipulations yet. So, if it will make you finally put up and shut up. I'll drop the Hardcore stipulation, but only if one of the Wyatts confirms the match, right here and right now and show up. If i haveta hunt you down and drag you into the ring? Your dogs won’t be able to save you.
The fans cheer as we’re greeted by Elise Jackson coming to the stage. She looks down to the ring and has a microphone ready in her hand.
Elise Jackson: Ladies. Jackson and I have been giving this thought for the past week and it’s no secret that the two of you want to compete. F.M., it’s also clear to us that this goes even deeper than just Karli. With Karli being one third of the Trios Champions, it makes it pretty clear to us that at Wreckless it’ll be Ragnarok defending the titles against you, F.M., if, you can find two other partners before then.
Karli began to yell up at Elise that the decision was “bullshit” and was upset. She turned back around and was lifted up onto Young’s shoulders and hit with the Boom Pow! Fenryr and Ingvar rushed to the ring but Young quickly jumped out and into the crowd as she smiled.
Sabrina Scott Vs. Dagger
Dagger came out quick against Scott but Scott quickly became focused and attacked with hard strikes to keep Dagger grounded. After a series of suplexes, Dagger stepped into an enziguri that made her flip. Scott followed it with a tornado DDT and then applied the Scott-Lock for a win.
WINNER: Sabrina Scott
We saw F.M. Young walking around backstage as she pondered who she’d approach for help at Wreckless. Just then a “wooosh” sound filled the area she was walking in and Spykeman landed beside her as if he had landed from flying. He put his fists on his hips and looked at Young. Spykeman said that he had come to her rescue and would assist her in defeating the Ragnarok threat. The two shook hands as we went to commercial.
Fenryr Wulfsson/Karli Frost Vs. F.M. Young/Spykeman
This match quickly became a brawl when Frost and Young got at each other and hard shots were exchanged after the actions from earlier. Fenryr jumped into the ring and rocked Young with a hard spinebuster that forced Spykeman off the top ropes with a flying clothesline. Frost dropped Spykeman with the Afterglow and Young speared her to the mat quickly after. They rolled out of the ring and Fenryr grabbed Spykeman and started to set up Hel Road but Spykeman rolled him up in a small package to pick up a shocking win.
WINNERS: Young/Spykeman
Spykeman was dropped from behind by Ingvar after the match was over and then tossed to the outside by Fenryr. Young pulled him away to the bottom of the ramp and promised retribution at Wreckless.
Kaito Hirano Vs. Omen IV
Kaito and Omen competed in a match that saw a lot of back and forth strikes. Omen tried to end things early with his springboard into a reverse DDT into a pin but Kaito reached out and grabbed the ropes. Kaito began to battle back and caught Omen with a surprise tornado kick and finished it with the Oyasumi for the win.
WINNER: Kaito Hirnao
After the match Brianna Park laid Kaito out from behind as he started to get to his feet. The fans booed as Park called for the Sovereign Championship and held it up as she stood over him.
It’s On
Karli walks out of the back of the arena and onto the stage as her entrance music plays over the sound system. She walks quickly, carrying her Trios title in one hand. She climbs into the ring and takes the microphone from Scott Benjamin. Her music dies down and the audience's booing quiets before she speaks.
Karli: I know that all of you fans have seen this recent Aftershock where F.M. Young went off the deep end and totally lost her mind. She challenged me to this hardcore match and, honestly, I don't see an upside to it. I mean, if she wants a hardcore match so bad, challenge that guy Danny Hall. I'm sure he'd be up for it. And think about it, I'm actually doing this for you fans. If I were to be injured, all of your lives wouldn't be worth living anymore.
The fans boo loudly at Karli's pronouncement.
Karli: I know. I know. But don't worry everyone! I'm about to squash any notion of this match taking place. So, what I would like to do is have F.M. Young come out and we can discuss this rationally. Or, what I mean is, if she can actually summon any rationality...
The arena fills with the roar of applause as "Boys Wanna Be Her" by Peaches begins to play. Karli scowls towards the stage and backs to the far side of the ring, regaining her composure as she adjusts her belt on her shoulder.
F.M. Young strides to the ring with a contained sense of purpose. She hops up on the ring apron and takes a second microphone from Scott Benjamin as she pushed through the ropes and strolled up to Karli.
F.M. Young: Here I am, Princess Peach. See, I'm doing you a favor, stepping out here now to have this little chat, because the way I see it, you don't get to talk. You haven't won a match against me without somebody taking pity on your pretty little face and lending you a leg up. Even when I tried to be the bigger person and let you have that, cause i had bigger things to deal with, you nipped your way to my heels again. You've got my attention and the only thing for you is to either take a proper beating like a true female wrestler. Or admit you can't hack it and piss of, back to letting your gang carry you out of the big girl's business.
F.M. casually leans on the ring rope nearest Karli, grinding that devil may care grin.
Karli slides across the ropes a bit, putting a little distance between Young and herself.
Karli: Okay. First things first, you're wrong. I've beaten you several times, F.M. If my winning percentage was a batting average, I would easily be the best player on the Chicago Cubs. Wait, bad example...the Cubs are horrible.
The fans in Chicago don't appreciate Karli's remarks.
Karli: But I have to admit that not everything you said was completely wrong. You are definitely the bigger person.
Karli rises up on her tiptoes a couple of times, trying to look Young in the eyes.
Karli: Yep. Definitely the bigger person. But none of that is why I asked you out here. All I wanted to do is to try to talk some sense into you and make you see that this hardcore match is a horrible idea. I don't want to do it, so in the interest of putting this match out of everyone's mind, I'm willing to let bygones be bygones. I'll just walk away with my remarkably impressive amount of wins and you...can go back to doing whatever you were doing. Chopping trees down or...something.
F.M. stuck a hand up, still grinning, waving her mic.
F.M. Young: Hey, hey. The cubs have been doing fucking awesome this season.
The fans pop on that one and Young waits a moment, gesturing and soaking up the cheers.
After a moment she brings the mic back to her lips, looking smug.
F.M. Young: I know you meant that sarcastically. But you know what? I'm gonna take it. I really am the bigger woman.
Young reaches out and lightly taps Karli in the middle of the forehead with a single finger. Pushing her back down from her toes and accentuating their height difference.
F.M. Young: You called me an Amazon and you're goddamn right I am. But you see, us Amazons have a code and you've offended that. I'll give you that the score card said you've won those matches. But each and every time you hid behind someone else to do it.
F.M. takes a step closer, truly backing Karli up to the ropes now.
F.M. Young: But I'm a reasonable woman, the Wyatt's have given me my match, but even I haven't been told the stipulations yet. So, if it will make you finally put up and shut up. I'll drop the Hardcore stipulation, but only if one of the Wyatts confirms the match, right here and right now and show up. If i haveta hunt you down and drag you into the ring? Your dogs won’t be able to save you.
The fans cheer as we’re greeted by Elise Jackson coming to the stage. She looks down to the ring and has a microphone ready in her hand.
Elise Jackson: Ladies. Jackson and I have been giving this thought for the past week and it’s no secret that the two of you want to compete. F.M., it’s also clear to us that this goes even deeper than just Karli. With Karli being one third of the Trios Champions, it makes it pretty clear to us that at Wreckless it’ll be Ragnarok defending the titles against you, F.M., if, you can find two other partners before then.
Karli began to yell up at Elise that the decision was “bullshit” and was upset. She turned back around and was lifted up onto Young’s shoulders and hit with the Boom Pow! Fenryr and Ingvar rushed to the ring but Young quickly jumped out and into the crowd as she smiled.
Sabrina Scott Vs. Dagger
Dagger came out quick against Scott but Scott quickly became focused and attacked with hard strikes to keep Dagger grounded. After a series of suplexes, Dagger stepped into an enziguri that made her flip. Scott followed it with a tornado DDT and then applied the Scott-Lock for a win.
WINNER: Sabrina Scott
We saw F.M. Young walking around backstage as she pondered who she’d approach for help at Wreckless. Just then a “wooosh” sound filled the area she was walking in and Spykeman landed beside her as if he had landed from flying. He put his fists on his hips and looked at Young. Spykeman said that he had come to her rescue and would assist her in defeating the Ragnarok threat. The two shook hands as we went to commercial.
Fenryr Wulfsson/Karli Frost Vs. F.M. Young/Spykeman
This match quickly became a brawl when Frost and Young got at each other and hard shots were exchanged after the actions from earlier. Fenryr jumped into the ring and rocked Young with a hard spinebuster that forced Spykeman off the top ropes with a flying clothesline. Frost dropped Spykeman with the Afterglow and Young speared her to the mat quickly after. They rolled out of the ring and Fenryr grabbed Spykeman and started to set up Hel Road but Spykeman rolled him up in a small package to pick up a shocking win.
WINNERS: Young/Spykeman
Spykeman was dropped from behind by Ingvar after the match was over and then tossed to the outside by Fenryr. Young pulled him away to the bottom of the ramp and promised retribution at Wreckless.