2018.03.30: PWN - LONE - LONE 10
Contents
Intro
The lights dim in the arena now, as the titantron above the entrance way where the wrestlers walk out starts to light up. Inside the center of the frame, Gutter Trash Terri Thompson stands with her back against the edge of a pool table. The same pool table she once cut a promo at. Her arms are stretched out, hands resting on the edge of the pool table. She's dressed in a black Alaskan Prudhoe hoodie, hood down and unzipped to reveal an American Nightmare Cody Bullet Club shirt. On her head, covering most of her blue hair, is a beanie that might get jeers from people not from the area, as it's a Patriots beanie. Denim jeans and her usual combat boots complete her attire.
Terri: Same place... Same time of year. Y'all remember it?
She spreads her hands out now, looking around and taking in the atmosphere; people drinking, pool balls cracking, that sound of multiple discussions meshing into one.
Terri: Leigh's Pool Hall. I remember this time of year, too. I talked about how I was going to get that title from Ms. Gucci, but then I got fucked. Now, now I'm coming for that title that The Glorious One took from me, but I'm getting fucked by Drew Stevenson. You know what?
Terri takes a few paces forward towards the camera.
Terri: I don't like getting fucked in the way that doesn't feel good. Ask Mark Robertson. We all know his knee is just an act. It doesn't excuse what my girlfriend did to it, but it was just an act and just like I said... He got a receipt for that knee.
She slowly nods her head, staring at the camera with malice in her eyes now. She loves the fact that she finally got some form of retribution for Mark Robertson and Drew Stevenson making her life hell.
Terri: So Drew Stevenson, you can keep trying to fuck me out of my title shot but just like last year, I'm going to get it eventually and it's going to be mine again...
She points her right forefinger towards the camera.
Terri: You mark my words. But right before that? Alison Crowne and I enter the tag team classic. That's right! We've entered, and from what I understand, we've got The Juggalettes as our opponents in the first round. Now I'm not going to say what a lot of you are thinking. I'm not going to say that it's going to be easy. Those girls have a desire in them now to win but... just how badly do you want it? And for what reasons? Do you want it so you can take the winner's purse, and the titles, so you can go to The Gathering and have a bunch of Juggalos pour Faygo on them? Or do you want them for redemption? You see, that's my want, that's my desire through all of this... is redemption. I want what is rightfully mine and that's the LONE title. I want to stick it to Drew Stevenson and win the Tag Titles too. I want to make HISTORY in this company and be one of the first tag team champions. Not... Not to go to the trailer park with a six pack of pabst's and drink myself into a stupor. Not to impress a bunch of Juggalos...
Terri brings her hands up towards her face, fingers grabbing at the collar of her shirt.
Terri: I NEED THIS! WE need this! I've been getting FUCKED! Alison got FUCKED at the last show! Juggalettes... Show us how badly you want it. I can tell you, it's not as bad as we want it and if you think otherwise... then I'll just have to plant your minds in the gutter!
She steps closer to the camera, where her face is taking up the entire frame now.
Terri: See you ladies on the 30th...!
Just as Terri's promo fades from the screen, LONE's themesong, Rage Against The Machine's Testify starts to play as a video package starts. A graphic flies across the screen reading TAG TEAM CLASSIC. Then following it is Match One. Footage of Terri Thompson hitting the shooting star press off the top of a 20 foot cage onto Ms. Gucci cuts in. Then it cuts to Alison Crowne locking Prada Paula in a side triangle choke, something you'd more likely see in an MMA octagon. That same triangle choke that made Prada tap in record timing! 26 Seconds! Then there's a graphic of Terri and Alison together from the shoulders up. Terri pulls down a black bandana from over her face and mouths 'oh yeah!' while Alison smirks and their team name ROYAL PLUNDER is seen under it. Then a graphic reading Versus flies in before cutting to footage of Slapp trying to open a faygo in the ring on her opponent but it sprays all over herself, and then Tick L. missing her dive the Tick Bite. The two are then together, whoop whooping while a graphic reads THE JUGGALETTES. The video seems to go on in the same manner.
MATCH 2
Footage of Ainslee Avalon hitting her Excalibur(Paige Turner) finisher.
Footage of Anne "Flying" Grayson hitting her Flying Tornado DDT the Flying Grayson.
Ainslee and Anne look disgusted at the both of each other, and then angrily like they're ready to kill each other!
Ainslee Avalon & Anne "Flying" Grayson
Versus
Footage of "Fly" Felicia Hawkins hitting her swanton bomb "Bye Felicia" and then Kayoko Ichikawa hitting her spinning heel kick Star Struck.
The two are seen together smiling for the camera, with Felicia adjusting her hat to turn it backwards and Kayoko holding up a fist.
NO FLY ZONE
MATCH 3
Ms. Gucci hitting her Northern Lights Suplex "That's SO Gucci!" onto Terri Thompson, and then footage of Gucci and Prada as masked villains jumping The Perfect Shot and Vixen, and then a swift cut to them demasking and Prada cutting her passionate promo.
Gucci waves her four finger ring that reads GUCCI in front of the camera while Prada plays with her hair.
GUCCI GALS
Versus
A shot of The Perfect Shot Penelope Silven in the snow, hitting a bullseye with a sniper rifle, and then hitting her shooting star press Dead Aim before pointing two fingers like guns at Slapp. Then a cut to Vixen hitting her Foxfire(Dragonrana) on Slapp.
The two are now together, with Pefect Shot making a bang bang! motion with two fingers and Vixen grinning mischeviously.
THE PERFECT SHOT PENELOPE SILVEN & VIXEN
MATCH 4
Cinnamon hitting her standing heel kick Sugar & Spice and then Violent Violet hitting her piledriver Violent Tendencies.
Cinnamon scoffs and looks away in disgust while Violent Violet cracks her knuckles and gives the camera a cold stare.
SPICE AND ICE
Versus
Sister Catherine hits her Bloodlust (impaler DDT) on The Glorious One while the arena is shrouded in a blood red light. Footage then cuts to Stitches playing possum while in a submission with Terri Thompson and Terri looks surprised as Stitches acts almost spiderlike and starts to escape.
The graphic of Sister Catherine and Stitches together shows a red filter applied to the two of them, as Sister Catherine has a substance that looks like blood dripping from her lips and the Holy Bible clutched to her chest. Stitches on the other hand has her head hung low.
THE DAMNED
Sister Catherine appears to be laughing and just before the video package and music ends, Sister Catherine spits a red mist of what looks like blood into the camera and the video package fades out. The lights then slowly turn back on in the arena.
Opening up the show, we get a glimpse of the crowd and before anything else can happen, the public address sound system comes to life playing “The Man” by Aloe Blacc” and immediately, the fans start booing they know exactly who it is. Separating the curtains and stepping out onto the stage, it’s exactly who we thought it was, Drew Stevenson and he stands there dressed in a very expensive Armani suit. Wasting no time whatsoever, he begins to walk down the ramp and once he gets to the ring, he walks up the steel steps and climbs into the ring immediately motioning for a microphone. Being given one very quickly, he places it up to his lips to begin speaking when he is immediately interrupted by “As I am” by Dream Theater.
North: Uh oh... It looks like Crowne has something to say.
DIC: Look at the look on Stevenson’s face, he looks to be in a pretty foul mood.
North: Doesn’t he always?
Lowering the microphone down to his side, he turns his attention towards the gorilla position and awaits the arrival of one, Alison Crowne.
She doesn't appear to be in a great mood either as she's already half way down to the ring with a microphone already in hand.
Crowne: The Drew Stevenson Show is already in full effect. You never saw a camera you didn't like to be in front of.
She walks up the steps and goes under the top rope into the ring.
Crowne: What's next, are you going to trot Humpty Dumpty and your little circus to make a mockery out of a sport you claim to love? Are you going to have streamers and a big parade for your paper champion for every single "defense"? Are you going to throw around some more Monopoly money Scrooge McDuck, are you trying to put LONE under?
Clearly the normally calm and collected Crowne was still irritated over last month.
Crowne: You know for a fact that I had the Glorious One dead to rights despite your stooge of a special referee, despite every single obstacle you stacked to protect your chosen one. I was a split second away from driving her head into her chest and you ambush me from behind, hit me with a spinebuster and then counted yourself.
Holding his hands up, Stevenson pretends to be innocent in all of this even though everyone knows differently.
Stevenson: Whoa, whoa, whoa, calm down now. First off Alison, let’s get one thing crystal clear, if it weren’t for me then LONE would already be belly up, you understand? I understand that you’re upset but it’s because of me that YOU have a business to compete in and let’s not forget that.
North: Oh here we go again...
DIC: Stevenson speaks the truth and you know it, North.
Stevenson: Secondly, I want you to stop for a moment and think about something. You see, I would not have had to stick my nose in your business, that match if it wasn’t for the fact that your...
He throws up air quotes.
Stevenson: ... “Best friend” Terri Thompson decided to put her nose in it first. Now look, I can’t tell you what exactly happened with Robertson because I was in the back but I can tell you this — ever since he was brutally assaulted? He has had several health issues so I assure you, everything that went on that night was completely legit and we have a doctors note to prove it if you would like to see.
Taking a moment to pause, he can clearly see that she is not buying into any of this.
Stevenson: You know what? Let’s get down to the brass tacks because I know you’re not the kind of person who wants to draw this out. The reality behind the situation is that, your best friend and I use that term loosely, decided to put her nose where it didn’t belong simply because she was jealous at the fact that you just might become the LONE Champion. No, seriously, think about it — how many times have you heard Terri say that she would do anything to get that Championship back, huh? Do you honestly think that she would want to face her best friend for the title? Hell, do you honestly think that she would even want her best friend as the LONE Champion? Come on now Alison, I know you’re smarter than that, all you have to do is stop for a moment and think about it and I promise you; it will eventually strike you.
Taking a step forward, getting a little bit closer to Alison, his dark brown eyes lock with hers.
Stevenson: Look, I know that you’re upset Alison and you have every right to be but I’m not the person you need to blame and neither are The Glorious One or Mark Robertson. No, see, the fact of the matter is this — Terri Thompson doesn’t believe in you and quite frankly, she never has. Take a look back at the tape, like you said, you had the match in the bag and I did not come out and make things even until she decided to put her nose in MY business. She went out of her way to RUIN the GREATEST Main Event in LONE history, the Main Event YOU were part of and you don’t find that a little suspicious?
Giving Alison a very questionable look, he is kind of surprised by her naive demeanor right now.
Stevenson: Come on Alison, I ask you this — just take a moment and think about everything I have said right here thus far and I promise you; you’ll begin to understand, you’ll see what I saw.
Crowne: That doesn't justify that spinebuster. As for Terri I didn't ask for her to come out and do what she did. But you are right Drew, you're absolutely right.
She pauses and locks eyes with him again as she takes a step forward, not backing down.
Crowne: I did have that match won. But I didn't spill damn near a gallon of my own blood just to have some old dog that can't stay away stick his little grubby thumb on the scale to rob me of my moment. I have nothing to do with your vendetta with Terri but when it starts crossing into my business it's going to become my problem and I have no problems making examples out of your golden goose; especially after last month.
She pauses and looks to the back where Terri certainly had to be waiting near gorilla for their match.
Crowne: I'm not like the rest of the people in the back that only have this and nothing else to fall back on. I've excelled in MMA and I've won martial arts tournaments in Florida so save the charity act for somebody that can actually take it as a veiled threat. I continue to do this because this is something I love, not because I need it. But whether it's a wrestling ring or an octagon I'm going to take what I've earned; I'm going to take what's mine. And I'm not going to let anyone, not you, not Mark Robertson, not Glorious One, Ms. Gucci... not even Terri Thompson heaven forbid, deny me of what's mine. Not when I've done nothing but go by the letter of the rules and given these people their money's worth night after night whether the cameras are rolling or not.
So Drew, if you're going to fire me to send a message, do it and don't hesitate. Just remember that I can do a lot of damage on the way out.
She stands as close to nose to nose as she could despite a four or five inch difference in height with a grin.
Crowne: You know what I'm talking about. I don't need this job but I know you need this for your own ego.
Taking a step back with a large smile expressed on his face, he holds up his hands once again to show that he comes in peace.
Stevenson: Look Alison, we can bicker back-and-forth all day long and we both know that it’s not going to settle anything. Like I said, I get it, you’re upset and maybe I shouldn’t have Spinebustered you, maybe it was wrong but once again; none of that would have happened had Terri stayed out of it.
Reaching out and placing a hand on her slender shoulder, he looks directly into her eyes.
Stevenson: So look, I know just how great of a talent you are, all of those things and if you want my honest opinion, I even admire you Alison. You have proven just how tough that you are and I respect that, but what you need to understand is — if Terri valued your friendship, and I mean TRULY valued your friendship then wouldn’t she have believed in you enough to stay out of it and let you do this on your own? You can continue to point the finger at me all day long, that’s perfectly fine but at the end of the day? None of this would even be a thing had Terri listened and stayed out of it.
Removing his hand from off of her shoulder, he holds up his hands yet again to show that he wants no war with her.
Stevenson: But I’ll tell you what Alison, why don’t we go to the back where it’s quieter and discuss all of the opportunities that you could have; what do you say?
She looks at him suspiciously to the crowd and the crowd which is relentless in telling her NO.
Crowne: Fine, I'll humor you. Only because as far as I'm concerned you have a debt to pay.
The crowd is stunned and is quick to show their disapproval.
Crowne: But if I don't like what you have to say I'll walk right out of your office without a second thought.
With a smile expressed on his face, you can tell that it’s a very devils advocate kind of grin.
Stevenson: You know what? That sounds completely fair but if I may say so myself Miss. Crowne; I have a pretty good feeling that you’ll want to hear what I have to say.
Dropping the microphone down onto the canvas, he walks over to the ropes and sits on the middle one while motioning for Alison to step through, clearly kissing her ass right now.
Burns comes back to his seat, finally getting a new soda, and somehow found a tub of cheese popcorn. Squeezing through to his seat, he finds his seat and sits back down, glancing around making sure he's comfy and not blocking anyone.
North: You have to wonder where Crowne’s head is after that heated argument with Stevenson?
DIC: Well if I were her, I would listen to the man because I think he is on to something.
North: Oh come on now, you know just as well as I do that he is simply trying to drive a wedge between them.
DIC: I don’t know anything, North!
Royal Plunder vs. The Juggalettes
Already standing in the ring, Crowne rolls her neck, trying to pop it while awaiting for her partner to arrive. With nothing but dead silence, the curtains part to the side and the fans erupt into cheers as Terri walks out showing a ton of energy.
Baxter: Standing in the ring, hailing from Gainesville, Florida, she is ROYAL PLUNDER... ALLLLISSSOOONNNN CRROOOWWWNNNEEE!!!
North: This punishment to Terri is simply absurd and completely unfair.
DIC: Would you like to tell that to Mr. Stevenson because I’m sure it can be arranged.
North: ...
Stepping foot inside the ring, both Terri and Alison slap hands as “Chicken Huntin’” by ICP suddenly begins to play over the public address sound system.
Baxter: And their opponents, hailing from The Big Tent on 9th Street, they are SLAPP AND TICK L.; THE JUUUUGGALLLLETTTTTEEEESSSS!!!
Bouncing around on the stage, they quickly make their way down to the ring and enter. Looking at their opponents, they begin to make hand motions as if they’re going to cut off the heads of the chickens. Laughing hysterically at their own comedy, the referee signals for the bell as Crowne and Tick L. start things off.
Ding... Ding... Ding...
Walking to the center of the ring, both women stare at one another. Trash talking immediately, Crowne wastes no time and Muay Thai kicks Tick L. right in the left leg, behind the knee as she drops down immediately and crawls over to her corner quickly tagging in Slapp.
North: And just like that, Tick L. realizes that Alison Crowne is for REAL!
Stepping into the ring, Slapp screams and rushes Crowne. However, Crowne reads it perfectly and uses her own momentum throwing her into the turnbuckle as she strikes chest first. Rearing back, Terri slaps Slapp right across the face and as she bounces out of the turnbuckle; Crowne hits a stiff kick to the head which flattens Slapp. With a large smile expressed over her face, Alison quickly covers the lifeless body of Slapp.
One...
Two...
Managing to press her shoulder off of the canvas, Crowne is pleasantly surprised by the resilience of Slapp.
North: After that kick, I’m surprised Slapp still has her head.
Quickly yanking Slapp up to her feet, Crowne tags in Terri who enters and immediately puts Slapp down with a hard scoop slam. Arching her back in pain, Slapp reaches out and tries to tag in her partner, Tick L. who reaches out as well. Showing nothing but signs of confidence, Terri smiles and motions for Slapp to tag in her partner. Before she can do so however, Terri grabs her by the foot and yanks her away from her corner. Grabbing a handful of hair, Terri pulls Slapp to her feet and shoves her into the turnbuckle.
North: Terri and Crowne are dominating this contest.
Licking her hand, Terri rears back and smacks Slapp right across the chest as it echoes throughout the building. Clutching her chest in pain, Terri moves Slapp’s arms out of the way and strikes her again. Clutching her chest again, Terri looks at the crowd with the biggest smile she has had in a long time and looking for one more; Slapp darts to the side and gets in behind Terri rolling her up with a roll up.
North: Slapp with a nice roll up!
One...
Two...
THREE!!!
To everyone’s surprise, she pulls it off.
North: WHAT THE? WHAT JUST HAPPENED?!
DIC: Slapp just defeated Terri Thompson, that’s what happened.
Baxter: The winners of the match, Slapp and Tick L.; the JUGGALETTES!
Quickly exiting the ring, the look on Crowne’s face is nothing but shock, like she can’t believe this just happened. Stepping into the squared circle, she walks over to Terri who is on her knees, definitely surprised as well. With obvious frustration and disappointment on her face, there’s an argument between Terri as Crowne is definitely angered by this huge upset.
DIC: Uh oh, looks like there’s trouble in paradise!
North: Upsets happen, there’s no reason for Crowne to be upset with Terri.
Clearly frustrated with Terri, Crowne doesn’t want to hear anymore of her excuses as she quickly exits the ring and begins to head up the ramp, clearly pissed off.
Ainslee Avalon & Anne "Flying" Grayson vs No Fly Zone
Coming Soon!
Frank Debauchee segment
Coming Soon!
Gucci Gals vs "The Perfect Shot" Penelope Silven & Vixen
Coming Soon!
"Pretty" Fay Qent Promo
Coming Soon!
The Damned(Sister Catherine & Stitches) vs Spice & Ice
Coming Soon!
