Post by David Slayton on Mar 22, 2014 5:21:05 GMT -6
Episode 136 - April 4, 2011
BWF Havok comes to you live tonight from the FedExForum in Memphis, Tennessee! Nick Webb, Rayne and Alex Wilkie open Monday Night Havok by welcoming fans to the show!
Last week on Havok, the former Xan Vaxman, Alexander O'Ryan, made his shocking debut by laying out BWF World Champion Gabe Shelley, solidifying a challenge that we have learned will take place at the joint AOWF/BWF venture Honor Bound: Night One on April 18! O'Ryan, however, has sworn not to compete in a BWF ring until the title is on the line, so the question is... will he be in Memphis tonight, and if so, who's gonna have Gabe Shelley's back?
Time for a Little Southern Justice
The crowd is buzzing waiting on the next match of the night when...
"Down the road, where the blacktop ends..."
The crowd jump up to their feet, not expecting this song to play for a BWF audience. Jethro Hayes steps from the back, wearing a pair of khaki pants, red golf shirt, and a pair of comfortable dress shoes.
"We're used to gravel roads and fishing with cane poles..."
Jethro walks down the ramp, making sure to go from side to side and slap the hands that are stretching out over the barricade. Stepping up onto the apron, Jethro steps through the ropes and receives a microphone.
Jethro Hayes: "You know..."
The crowd yell out their love of Jethro Hayes.
Jethro Hayes: "Yeah, love you all too."
He nods to them while pacing around the ring.
Jethro Hayes: "Sunday night Mark Sommers wanted to say that..."
Jethro shakes his head.
Jethro Hayes: "Nah, let me start from the beginning."
Jethro continues his pacing.
Jethro Hayes: "Mark Sommers wanted to have something different for Who's The Man?"
He nods to the crowd, they know the PPV.
Jethro Hayes: "Well, he sure did but in the process fucked up the entire tournament, denying Matthew Engel and myself from our rightful Finals match..."
Jethro continues the pacing.
Jethro Hayes: "Oh I'm not pissed about losing, but what I am pissed about is the fact that there was interference in the match from the Special Guest referee's brother... and where is the solving of the problem with that Mark?"
He looks at the screen.
Jethro Hayes: "I know you are at home, but where was the retribution? Where was the getting back at those two?"
Jethro gets an "I know" look.
Jethro Hayes: "Let me guess... you'll handle that next week?"
He nods.
Jethro Hayes: "But even before that, before you knew that Matthew Engel would become PWA World Champion... you rehired Simon Kalis to represent the Pioneer Wrestling Association in the AOWF World Title match..."
Jethro laughs.
Jethro Hayes: "Now look at what has happened to your company... and Simon and his goons have one thing right."
Jethro nodding.
Jethro Hayes: "It's going down in flames with people leaving, people getting hurt, with people setting things on fire."
Hayes thinks back, tapping his chin.
Jethro Hayes: "I'm trying to recall if I've ever set anything on fire..."
He waves his hand in a "go away" gesture.
Jethro Hayes: "Oh but wait, I'm being a bitch lately and you still don't like me..."
Jethro chuckles.
Jethro Hayes: "But then again you haven't liked me since I broke your fucking leg and then when you came back with all the righteous anger on your side..."
Jethro leans over the top rope, staring at the screen.
Jethro Hayes: "I made you my bitch Mark..."
Jethro leans back, beginning to pace again.
Jethro Hayes: "But yet people... mainly Mark, expect me to stay in PWA with promises of grandeur, gifts, kind words, and promises that mean less than a pile of cow shit..."
Jethro shakes his head as he paces.
Jethro Hayes: "And Mark I told you that there was only one person that could keep me in the Pioneer Wrestling Association..."
Jethro looks back at the screen.
Jethro Hayes: "Only one person after you told me that he and I were set for the AOWF Tag Team Title match and were the PWA Representatives as Second 2 None..."
Jethro grins again.
Jethro Hayes: "However Mark, something you failed to realize, or at the very least failed to mention is the fact that no matter where I go, if I go anywhere, Second 2 None will still be a cohesive unit."
Jethro nods.
Jethro Hayes: "Damn right Mark, only Matthew and myself can disband Second 2 None and neither of us see that happening any time soon."
Again with the pacing as the crowd is hanging on his every word.
Jethro Hayes: "And I bet you expect me to stand up and once again do battle with Simon Kalis to protect your company..."
Jethro shakes his head.
Jethro Hayes: "At one time, yeah I would have, but as far as I care..."
Jethro smiles.
Jethro Hayes: "Get up on your broken leg and do it your own fucking self. Maybe you can get Lucille Starr and some other none factors to step up and hopefully run Simon off for a brief time... Who knows maybe you'll fire him again?"
Jethro shrugs.
Jethro Hayes: "Or maybe you'll get some people with big names and talent to help you out... but as for me... like I said earlier... get up and do it your own fucking self."
Jethro looks around at the shocked crowd.
Jethro Hayes: "Because for the first time in my career... I am not a Pioneer Wrestling Association exclusive wrestler... I am the newest addition to the Blazenwing Wrestling Federation roster."
Jethro drops the mic as the crowd sits back in stunned silence. Jethro walks up the ramp and to the back as Colt Ford's "Ride Through The Country" plays in the speakers.
Nick Webb: "WOW! Jethro Hayes just joined the Blazenwing Wrestling Federation!"
Rayne: "Talk about a coup for Blazenwing! One of PWA's most revered former World Champions in BWF!"
Alex Wilkie: "Hey, if BWF accolades don't count in PWA, then PWA accolades don't count in BWF, it's only fair. See you at the bottom of the ladder, Jethro!"
Nick Webb: "Even if that's the case, I doubt it'll take long before Hayes is at the top!"
Thieves & Liars
We cut back to the backstage area where Ramona Holiday is seen standing outside a dressing room. She is relaxed, looking as even tempered as usual. Once again she is not wearing shoes, walking around the back bare footed. She places her index finger and thumb into her mouth and whistles. Seconds later, Finale walks out of the dressing room pushing a cart with a large object on it. We can't see what it is as there is a large piece of fabric draped over it. He pushes the cart in a hurry, looking around to see if they have been spotted.
Ramona Holiday: "Remind me again why we are stealing this?"
Finale: "Two reasons..."
They continue down the hall, Ramona carrying the United States title for her companion.
Finale: "Number one, it will throw him off his game to find out it's gone. Number two, I plan on making great use of it later on. We'll discuss it in depth..."
Suddenly the two halt as a figure has appeared before them. Former PWA 'flash in the pan' Howl stands before them.
Finale: "Oh for fuck's sake..."
Howl: "You haven't been returning my calls."
Finale: "Clearly because I have nothing to say. I'm working on it Old Timer, relax."
Howl: "See I don't think you are."
Ramona Holiday: "Howl really, he-"
Howl holds his hand up to Ramona's face, a great show of disrespect.
Howl: "Hush child, he can speak for himself."
Finale: "Listen asshole, I told you I would get you a contract and I will. You're a great supporter of patience, so try fucking having some."
Howl: "I want an answer by the next pay-per-view. You get me the contract or you don't, either way I need to know what's happening."
Finale: "Or what? Are you going to beat me down after you watch Murder She Wrote? Get real."
Howl lunges and slams Finale into a wall by the throat. Ramona tries to get involved but he shoots her a cautionary glare.
Howl: "I'm not playing Finale. This is my livelihood. I'm angry enough that it's in your hands, don't make it worse."
Finale: "You can get your fucking hands off of me right about now."
Howl releases his grip and the U.S. Champion dusts himself off. He grabs the cart and pushes it past Howl.
Finale: "You'll get your answer."
Howl: "I best. Be seeing you."
With that Howl walks away as Finale and Ramona start off in the other direction. As they walk out of view Finale can faintly be heard speaking.
Finale: "How the hell did he even get in here anyway? Security here is garbage..."
And the scene fades.
TAG TEAM MATCH
Jacob Collins & Masakazu vs. X-Factor (Stryker Cloud & Xander Strife)
The opening contest for this week's Havok was a quick affair. Despite having never teamed together prior to tonight, Masakazu and Jacob Collins surprised the Memphis crowd with an amazing array of maneuvers and a shocking level of team chemistry. The finale of the match came just a little over seven minutes into the contest, as Xander Strife accidentally collided with his former Tag Team Champion partner, leaving him wide open to a Kalis Dynasty (Masa unleashes a sudden devastating 23 hit combo of muay thai fashioned knees, shin thrust kicks and elbows to the head all at once across every part of the opponent's body in under 15 seconds flat) Combo, allowing Masakazu to pick up the victory for his team.
WINNERS: Jacob Collins & Masakazu, via pinfall
Following the match, Masakazu takes the mic and announces that next week, he and Collins would be the new BWF Tag Team Champions, and after Honor Bound, they would be the next AOWF Tag Team Champions as well!
Bathroom Break
The scene fades in to find Arnold Hawk walking down the corridor with his white cane sliding from side to side as he finds the wall to keep up with what he needs to walk against. The cane taps up against a door and he knocks on it before pushing it open and sniffing the air.
Arnold Hawk: "Finally, I've found the bathroom, so much for the help of a building description."
Arnold walks into the bathroom where he takes care of business like any man wood. Unfortunately, we follow him like the sick freaks of nature that we are. Arnold is already in a stall.
Arnold Hawk: "I shouldn't have eaten the Cashew Chicken..."
He moans as a loud flatulation sound erupts from the stall with the closed door.
Arnold Hawk: "Christ that stinks like a Mark Zout promo."
Again with the sound of flatulance followed by the sound, you know the one.
Arnold Hawk: "Note to self, never eat Chinese food before a show."
The door opens behind the camera as someone walks in and immediately begins to gag.
V/O: "Harumph... harumph..."
Arnold Hawk: "Yeah, right stinks like shit!"
More flatulance followed by extreme gagging as the sound of running footsteps leave the bathroom; being followed quickly by the door shutting.
Arnold Hawk: "If you can't handle the smell, get outta the dumpster! Ah geeze, where's the damn paper?"
Sounds of his hand tapping the wall hunting the paper dispenser are heard from the stall.
Arnold Hawk: "How come there is never any paper?! I'm going to be late for my match!"
The scene fades back to ringside.
3-ON-1 HANDICAP MATCH
Finale vs. Star Struck (Andy Sensation & Star Diamond) & Emanuel Cole
Before the match began, the announcers revealed that Joshua Danielson had been injured while training and was forced to pull out of this contest... and with Arnold Hawk... uh, "occupied", Finale was being forced to go it alone against three men. Finale and Ramona Holiday came to the ring pushing the curtain covered cart that he had procured at the beginning of Havok, and it remained at ringside throughout the match.
As the match gets underway, Cole insists to start the contest against Finale. Finale responds by immediately slapping the Tiger Blood (Cattle Mutilation) on him. Cole got to the ropes quickly, but the move certainly rattled him as he tags in Andy Sensation. Finale and Sensation go at it for several minutes, neither man getting a distinct advantage, although both men do get several near falls. Apparently, this was enough for Cole to snap, as he rolls into the ring, grabs something from his pocket and cracks Finale upside the head with it. As a pair of diamond-studded brass knuckles falls to the mat, the referee calls for the bell.
WINNER: Finale, via Disqualification
After the bell rings, all three men start to lay into Finale. The crowd soon pops, however, as Masakazu and Jacob Collins run back to the ring and fight them off before sending Star Struck over the ropes. Masa and Jake follow and the four men fight into the crowd as Finale and Emanuel Cole both make their way to their feet and start fighting. Finale gets the upper hand and rolls Cole out to ringside, where he pulls the curtain off of the item he brought out to the ring to reveal... Emanuel Cole's body sized mirror!
Finale pulls Emanuel Cole up and puts him in powerbomb position, then goes for the Maximum Powerbomb into the mirror - but at the last second, Cole counters it into a hurricanrana, sending Finale face first into the mirror and shattering it! The crowd boos loudly as Cole jumps into the crowd and backs up, grinning while Ramona checks on Finale, who is bleeding but otherwise appears to be fine.
Introducing Blazenwing's Executive Assistant
The words "EARLIER THIS AFTERNOON" appear on the BlazenTron, before we join Masakazu arriving backstage at Havok in relatively high spirits. He was a humble young man but it still filled him with pride to see his name on a locker room door. He opened the door. Brooms, mops, buckets, shelves of cleaning supplies.
This would not do.
He heads over to David Blazenwing's office and knocks a few times. After a few moments he finally notices a sign on the door reading 'Direct all complaints to the New Executive Assistant' with an arrow pointing towards another sign with an arrow, that points to another sign that finally leads to a door with a backstage worker affixing a fancy 'EXECUTIVE ASSISTANT' Plaque to the door. He opens the door to find a rather lavish new office. He opens the door and walks in to the rather lavish new office. The new Executive Assistants chair is turned around but we can hear several beeps and blips from behind the chair.
Masakazu: Um... excuse me? I wanted to discuss my new locker room situation.
??: Ha. Yeah, I did that.
Masakazu: Why sir, did you move me to a broom closet?
??: For the same reason I do almost anything I have ever done in my life.
The man spins in his chair and closes his 3DS. The sight of him in a business suit and tie is pretty mind-boggling.
Johnny Maverick: Because it seemed funny at the time.
Masakazu: Oh, son of a bitch.
The crowd cheers loudly as Johnny Maverick grins.
Johnny Maverick: Sorry kid! I have this nasty habit of popping back up when you think I'm finally gone. I must have some Kalis blood in me.
Masakazu: Look, I asked for my own locker room and you put me in a broom closet. This is a problem. You've had your fun now please fix it, Johnny.
Johnny Maverick: First off, it's Mr. Maverick. Secondly, I did what I could. With all of the egomaniacs in this company demanding their own locker room we are quite pressed for space. You're one of the luckly ones. Some of the new guys had to change in the bathrooms and Emily Corlen and Meghan Nash Strader had to change here in my office.
Masakazu: I am not amused.
Johnny Maverick: Frankly neither am I, sir. If it was up to me we'd be putting you boys up at the Hilton and you'd each get a private green room, mini-fridge, and masseuse. One of the 'happy ending' masseuses if you're pickin up what I'm puttin down. The fact is that we've actually been very fortunate considering the economy and that's still just barely enough to get us through the day-to-day at the BWF. Now we're looking at a lot of potential investors and advertisers and God willing someday we'll be able to do right by the amazing talent we have here in the company, but until that day we all just need to sit back and figure out a way to live with just the bare necessities. Does that make sense to you?
Masakazu: I suppose you have a point.
Johnny Maverick: Now that sounds like a Team Player!
There is a knock at the door.
??: Mr. Maverick? I have a 55 inch HDTV here for you to sign for.
Johnny Maverick: Oh thank God. My 3DS is dying and I need to get my 'Dead Space 2' on.
Masakazu's eye twitches a bit as he exits.
Johnny Maverick: Way to be a trooper, buddy! You boys set this up, I've got some other things to attend to. Any of you know where Emily's hiding? No? Ah, I'll find her.
Johnny exits as the workers start setting up his entertainment system.
B.Y.O.C. (BRING YOUR OWN CANE) MATCH
Mr. Hardcore vs. Gabe Shelley
This match never actually ended up happening. Both Hardcore and Shelley make their way to the ring, Singapore canes of choice in hand, but before the bell can ring, Alexander O'Ryan leaps the barricade and slides into the ring behind Gabe, hitting him with a running forearm to the back of his head ala former BWF World Champion Mark McNasty.
Mr. Hardcore puts his cane up to defend himself against O'Ryan, then shrugs and starts laying into Shelley's body with cane shots as well as the crowd boos (though some cheer because they like violence and Mr. Hardcore is all about unbiased violence!)
WINNER: N/A (Match Never Officially Began)
As the two men beat down Gabe, a slender, hooded figure runs down the ramp with a glitter covered chair, slides into the ring, then chases both men off. The figure then removes their hood to reveal their identity... former LWA Undisputed Champion and current eWo superstar Xaria Linette! She helps Gabe up, then says a few words to him as the crowd cheers loudly and a loud "Xa-Ri-Ah" chant breaks out! Meanwhile, O'Ryan stands on top of the announcer's table, pointing at Gabe before holding two fingers up, mouthing the words "two more weeks!" and then motioning for the belt around his waist.
The Real Last Outlaws
Nick Webb: Welcome back to Havok folks, and just in time, Meghan Nash Strader is set to come out!
Rayne: She is so going with Shelley as her partner; it would be the smart move.
With that 'Unchained' by Van Halen begins to play throughout the arena and the BlazenTron lights up with the chrome Superman logo, as the beautiful Meghan Nash Strader rides out from behind the curtain on 750cc Harley Davidson Custom Sportster to a good chunk of cheers, a few boo's here and there. Meghan is in her wrestling attire, as she lifts her fist in the air. She begins her descent down to the ring revving her chopper all the way down as guides it down the ramp with her feet.
Nick Webb: Meghan making quite the entrance!
Rayne: Damn, I see what Rentfro was talking about…
Meghan parks her bike in front of the announce table, and dismounts. She slides into the ring and takes the microphone from Scott Benjamin. She waits for the crowd to settle down, as she raises the microphone to her mouth.
MNS: Hello MEMPHIS, TENNESSEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Meghan gets a great reaction from the Home of Country Music, and smiles widely.
MNS: Well I guess I should get down to business here, shouldn't I? Well, I came to the Blazenwing Wrestling Federation, because no Strader has ever been a part of its vast history. Besides, who better than me to help take this company to the top, right?
Nick Webb: I don't know, we have Shelley, O'Ryan, Masakazu, and Tao to name a few.
Rayne: Let her speak Nick.
MNS: I'm already well on my way to doing that. Not only will I be 3 and 0, and will have beaten this companies representative for the AOWF World Title! I don't know about all of you, but I know this is the place where the Strader name will rule, and we will instill the BWF to its rightful place in the AOWF.
The crowd cheers loudly at becoming the number one company one day in the AOWF. Meghan's smile turns into a sneer.
MNS: But first comes the BWF Tag Team Championships. Gabe Shelley came out here last week, and noted that we should consider being a tag team. Well Gabe, you're going to have to find someone else, because I already have a partner!
Nick Webb: Looks like you were wrong Rayne.
Rayne: If not him, then who?
MNS: Just like last time I was Tag Team Champion I have a partner that can overcome odds and decimate your face, with a sweet sugary smile all at the same time… Please welcome, new BWF contract signee and my tag team partner from Hell…
Nick Webb: No way!
Rayne: It can't be!
The arena lights dim and silver lights begin to flicker to the guitar of 'She's Got Balls' plays. A loud engine rev from a 750cc Harley Davidson Sportster can be heard throughout the arena. As Bon Scot's voice can be heard Tamika Nash Strader rides out on her bike and the arena goes nuts.
Nick Webb: The Cowgirls From Hell are reunited!
Rayne: Nick, this is going to be huge for us! And damn they are fine--- hey, is that--?
As Tamika rides out and the lights raise and the crowd goes absolutely crazy as everyone can now see Simon Kalis riding on the back. His glass eye gleams with the shine of his smile and waves his Golden Gun in the air as the crowd is on its feet going absolutely crazy.
Nick Webb: Holy Bam, Rayne! The crowd is going crazy for the First Class Felon!
Rayne: Man, what a great night this is turning out to be!
Tamika rides down to the ring as Meghan stands there smiling much like Chamelion owner of the PWA, and BWF Hall of Famer. Tamika pops down the kickstand and kills the engine. She gets off and raises herfist for the screaming fans.
CROWD: C-F-H! C-F-H!
Nick Webb: The crowd is in a state of pandemonium!
Tamika slides under the bottom rope and embraces her sister in a hug. They let the embrace go, and raise their arms in the air, as Simon Kalis sits up on the turnbuckle applauding the two, obviously not considering these two traitors in any way. The music of AC/DC quiets down, and Tamika has been given her own microphone.
MNS: Memphis welcome my sister, and the other half of the Cowgirls From Hell… Tamika Nash Strader!!!!!!!!!!
Crowd: T N S! T N S! T N S!
Nick Webb: Awesome response from the crowd here tonight.
TNS: That's right everyone, I'm back. About six months ago I took a neck and shoulder injury that threatened to end my career. Thanks in huge part to that gorgeous man behind me sitting on the turnbuckle, I'm back at 100%.
MNS: That's right, my sister is back, and we are throwing our names into the hat for the BWF Tag Team Championships.
TNS: Last week Meghan spoke of her greatness in the ring as a tag team specialist. With every great specialist comes a great a partner. In the past year, no Tag Team besides the original Order of Chaos and us, the longest reigning PWA Tag Team Champions Cowgirls From Hell has put up the wins, the talent, and the passion for the division and spoken for it.
MNS: Tag Team wrestling is a lost art these days. The good news is, we are the painters here in the BWF, and it is our canvas. As Ben Duke as our witness, we will become the newest BWF Tag Team Champions. Why?
TNS: That's the way the cookie crumbles. My man behind me had to burn the down the PWA ring for people to show it some respect. Me and my sister? We're gonna burn the damn house down, and make it just as valuable as the PWA, if not more.
MNS: Anyone that knows us no we aren't lying. We'll help take this company straight to the top where it belongs, and there is not one thing anyone can do about it.
The crowd is loving the pro BWF words and are buzzing loudly at the Cowgirls From Hell. Simon just looks on smiling all the same. Meghan raises the microphone to her lips.
MNS: Shhh... do you hear that?
TNS: That's the sound of hoof-beats. We are taking over this town!
'Have A Drink on Me' performed by My Ruin begins to play as the Cowgirls take their opposite corners climb them and raise both fists in the air, as the crowd goes nuts.
Rayne: Damn that's a nice view!
Nick Webb: This is good for the BWF, bad for the rest of the AOWF maybe. Glad our boss remembered the name Strader. We'll be right back folks, stay tuned for a word from our sponsor His and Her KY Jelly. Remember, BYOL (bring your own lube)!
Tao vs. Meghan Nash Strader
Meghan waited for her opponent as "Hell March 2" started playing. No sign of Tao. The music plays again. No sign of Tao. Finally, the referee starts counting, and as he reaches a ten count, nobody appears, leaving him with no choice but to call for the bell and award Meghan the match on a technicality.
WINNER: Meghan Nash Strader, via Forfeit
As Meghan complains to the referee, the crowd boos as Andy Sensation and Star Diamond walk back onto the stage, mic in hand. Andy claims that they're going to be the next Tag Team Champions, and there isn't a damn thing a "bunch of fugly looking chicks" are gonna do about it. Meghan motions for the team to say that to her face as the young team runs down the ramp and slides into the ring. Tamika tells Simon to stay back, then slides into the ring and starts taking on the two of them with her sister. Soon, Stryker Cloud and Xander Strife join the fray, followed by Masakazu and Jacob Collins.
Rayne points out that we have a "Tag Title rumble" going down in Memphis between all of the teams who would be competing for the vacant BWF Tag Team Titles next week! As soon as he says that, "In Fate's Hands" by the Red Jumpsuit Apparatus hits the BlazenTron as both Gabe Shelley and Xaria Linette race down the ramp and join the fray themselves! The crowd goes nuts as all ten individuals tear into one another. In one week's time, they'll all be competing for the BWF Tag Team Titles... but which team will be crowned Champions? Alex Wilkie poses that very question to the fans as Havok fades to the BWF logo, then to black.
© Blazenwing Wrestling Federation 2011
QUICK RESULTS
Jacob Collins & Masakazu def. Stryker Cloud & Xander Strife
Finale def. Star Struck & Emanuel Cole in a Handicap Match
Mr. Hardcore vs. Gabe Shelley Never Officially Began
Meghan Nash Strader def. Tao