Champions
World Heavyweight Title: The Phoenix
Intercontinental Title: Johnny Maverick
Champions


10-09-2011


Danny Monroe vs Riona Langly

MATCH OF EPIC!!!!


The match starts off hot. Monroe and Riona begin trading hits back and forth. Riona goes for a wrist lock to slow things down, but Danny is able to flip out of it, before tripping Riona. They continue to keep trying to one up each other as the fans are eating this match up. The momentum really swings when Monroe goes for the Plastic Surgery. However, Riona goes to her knees, pushes Monroe back into the ropes, and flips him with a fisherman suplex.

It's at this point however the fans begin to stand and pay attention to the ramp as from the back come a brawling Marxx and Mark McNasty. The two trade lefts and rights down the ramp all the way to the ring. At this point, Riona is on her guard. The way things have been going the past few weeks, she's expecting to be dragged into this any second. However, McNasty and Marxx seem to be in their own world as they simply circle the ring once, and fight right back up the ramp. Riona is left scratching her head as she turns around, right into a kick in the gut; followed by a successful Plastic Surgery. Monroe covers.

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A Sit Down


We fade in as the glorious President himself, Rob Robinson enters his office.

Rob Robinson: How many times do I have to tell you Andy, leave the lights on.

He flips the light switch, and that's when he notices Fantastic Andy on the floor, hog tied and gagged. At his desk, sipping Yoohoo...

Simon Kalis: Have a seat, Rob.

Rob Robinson: Uh, what the hell are you doing? You don't have a gun pointed at me under that desk, do you?

Kalis smirks, kicking his feet up and finishing off the bottle of Yoohoo.

Simon Kalis: Come on. We're supposed to be friends! All AoWFinest clique, I'm just wondering where my special treatment is in the PWA?

Rob Robinson: You don't even work here and where did you get that Yoohoo?

Kalis chucks the bottle aside, and it lands onto a pile of other empty bottles. It's at this point Robinson's eyes widen.

Simon Kalis: Your personal supply. Fantastic Andy here helped me out with that, didn't you pal?

Fantastic Andy just moans, he probably doesn't like being hog tied and gagged. Who would?

Rob Robinson: Wait a minute.

Simon Kalis: Yeah, sorry. It was too good, I finished them. All.

Silence. Stunned silence!

Simon Kalis: Well, all except the one I actually paid for downstairs. It was the last one too.

Rob Robinson: Hey now...

Simon Kalis: I'll sell it to you for a few grand.

Robinson doesn't seem too happy, and we've lost track of what was originally meant to be going on anyways.

Simon Kalis: Or you can do right by me and add me into the PWA World title match at Good versus Evil.

There's a break in the silence as Robinson laughs.

Rob Robinson: Not going to happen.

Simon Kalis: Why? I thought we were pals, Rob.

Kalis opens the last bottle of Yoohoo and sniffs it, satisfyingly. Robinson's eye twitches.

Rob Robinson: Aren't you supposed to be in a hospital?

Simon Kalis: Changing the subject won't help. But, I suppose I shouldn't be a dick.

Kalis gets up and steps forward, gingerly as he is still injured. He moves to hand the Yoohoo to Robinson, but then he turns the bottle upside down and pours it out over Fantastic Andy.

Simon Kalis: It's a shame you couldn't be a pal about all of this.

He chucks the bottle over his shoulder and pats Robinson on the arm as he walks out.

Simon Kalis: See you at Good versus Evil, pal.

Kalis walks out and Robinson immediately looks down at Andy with horror.

Rob Robinson: He didn't really drink ALL of the Yoohoo did he?!

Fantastic Andy just nods, and Robinson's jaw drops as we fade.

Later In The Night


We go backstage to find the pair of bruised and bloodied Marxx and Mark McNasty. The two are sitting on a bench with Matt Stone standing next to them, tapping his arm; while an irate Riona is pacing back and forth. They all look up though as they hear a door open, and close. After a second, Rob Robinson walks on screen. He doesn't look happy to be playing babysitter to these four people.

Robinson: Here's the deal. I've put up with the four of you the last few months because it's been bringing in ratings.

McNasty smirks and chimes in.

McNasty: Thank you!

Robinson spins straight at him.

Robinson: SHUT UP!

McNasty looks down.

Robinson: Now I have enough drama going on already. I personally wouldn't care if you two wanted to beat each other senseless, but when it interferes in a match neither of you are in, I have to listen to her bitch. And it kills me inside to have to say out loud....she might kinda have a reason to. So here's what is going to happen.

Robinson points at Marxx.

Robinson: You, give me that belt.

Marxx looks at the IC title in his hand. He then stands.

Marxx: What if I don't want to?

Robinson: You get suspended again, taken out of the match next week, and get to bask in the glory of this being the closest you'll be to a champion again for the next decade.

Marxx holds out the belt and Robinson takes it.

Robinson: Good. Here.

Robinson turns to Matt Stone and holds out the belt. Stone takes the belt and smirks at Marxx and McNasty as he puts the title on his shoulder.

Robinson: Now look, I have to get back to dealing with something that matters. But before I go, I wanted to let you know this will not continue past Good Vs Evil. At GVE, you four will finally figure out who gets that belt, who gets to be champion, and stop this merry go round bs with my belt.

Stone: Didn't we just remind them it's my belt?

Robinson isn't playing favorites as he gives Stone a stern look.

Robinson: This is the PWA, which I run. Therefore, that's my belt Matt. Don't forget it. Now as I was saying. The four of you will compete in a match to determine who really deserves to be IC champion. No more co champion stuff, no more stealing the belt. Speaking of, if any of you touch each other again between now and your match, I'll fire you on the spot. Now run along like good little underlings. I have to get back to people who are worth my time.

Robinson turns and walks out. We hear the door slam as the four in the room are left to look at each other. Riona walks out quickly, followed by Stone, then McNasty and Marxx.

Matt Stone vs Matthew Engel

Non-Title Singles Match


Jon McDaniel: And our next match is the highly anticipated rematch between the current Intercontinental Champion and the former World Champion.

Brian Rentfro: Matt Stone has got this in the bag. He's been near unstoppable all year, while Virus has been on a decline since his big loss to Panzadise in August.

Jon McDaniel: Last week he went to Victory and nearly destroyed Finale on their show.

Brian Rentfro: Stone's been there, done that - three times.

Jon McDaniel: We'll have to let these two do the arguing for us as they come together for a second time to determine who is the better Matt around these parts.

Eric Emerson: Introducing first, hailing from Ottawa, Ontario...

Say whoa (whoa)
The more I feed it (whoa)
The more I need it (whoa)
Whoa
You say whoa
Whoa is me
I'm so whoa

Matt Stone comes out from the back to a chorus of boos. He struts down the ramp towards the ring, wearing his patterned hoodie with a large Maple Leaf on the back. He threatens to hit a member of the crowd who was holding up a "Canada sucks" sign and just walks on.

Say whoa (whoa)
The more I feed it (whoa)
The more I need it (whoa)
Whoa
You say whoa
Whoa is me
I'm so whoa

Eric Emerson: He stands five feet nine inches and weighs in tonight at 220 pounds... he is the PWA Intercontinental Champion... MATT STONE!!!!

Matt gets on the apron and gets inside the ring, heading straight to a corner and mounts the middle turnbuckle raising his hands. "I'm the best there is!" He shouts out over the loud jeers being rained down on him. He shakes his head to their reaction. "You don't deserve to see me!" He shouts out getting down and taking off the hoodie. Matt get's ready for his opponent, bouncing off the ropes to loosen up as his music fades away

Eric Emerson: And his opponent, hailing from Bailey's Bay, Bermuda...

Matthew Engel steps out from behind the curtains as one of the moving spotlights shines down on him. He is in his usual dark green tuxedo. The magnificent voice of Axl Rose comes to life.

"Please allow me to introduce myself..
I'm a man of wealth and taste.

I've been around for a long, long year..
Stole many a man's soul and faith."

The crowd gets on their feet giving him mostly cheers due to his impressive outing last week in Victory and the fact that his opponent is the very out-spoken Matt Stone. Engel begins to make his way down to the ring.

Eric Emerson: He stands six feet tall and weighs in tonight at 211 pounds...

"Pleased to meet you.. hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game."

Engel remains focused on the ring, and reaches the steel steps. He ascends onto the apron, and climbs into the ring between the top and middle ropes.

"I watched with glee..
While your kings and queens..
Fought for ten decades..
For the Gods they made."

Eric Emerson: He is the longest reigning PWA World Champion of all time... MATTHEW "VIRUS" ENGEL!!!

"Just as every cop is a criminal..
and all the sinners.. saints..
as heads is tails, just call me Lucifer..
'cause I'm in need of some restraint.

So if you meet me..
have some courtesy..
have some sympathy..
and some taste.

Use all your well learned politesse
or I'll lay your soul to waste."

Engel has removed his jacket, tie, and dress shirt, revealing his standard white undershirt. He begins to stretch in the ring and prepare himself for the match.

Jon McDaniel: Here we go, Brian. Looks like Matt Stone has some words for the Virus already.

Brian Rentfro: Who was surprisingly quiet all week on the airwaves, Jon. I enjoy Matthew "The Mute" Engel a little better.

Jon McDaniel: Remember when you used to love him?

Brian Rentfro: I beg your pardon?

*DING DING*

Stone and Virus are face to face. Stone keeps shooting off at the mouth, saying what we assume to be threatening harmful words probably about Engel's sister or mother or his dead brother. The reaction on Engel's face tells us it's probably the dead brother.

Jon McDaniel: Didn't Matt Stone say his brother died of cancer? What an idiot. He's obviously got Warren confused with Joe, who had cancer and beat it.

Brian Rentfro: Cancer, coma, Canada... whatever, Jon! It's Matt Stone, he's got more important things to deal with than worry about which one of Engel's brothers died and for what reason. Like his title for instance, which gets desecrated at nearly every turn in this place by losers and President Robinson does nothing about it.

Jon McDaniel: Uh huh.

Engel hasn't said a word, but his face is rather mean. Stone isn't backing down, and keeps shooting off at the mouth. We're certain he made a crack at his mother now, possibly another crack at his BS title reign, according to Matt Stone. Oh snap.

Jon McDaniel: Another dumb move on Stone's part. Is Engel about to murder another superstar on live TV like he did to Finale?

Brian Rentfro: Stone is trying to elicit any kind of reaction out of him. He's playing mind games, Jon, way better than Engel ever could.

Stone shuts up (finally) and lets his right fist do the talking as he pounds it across Engel's jaw. Engel takes a step back, but looks right into Matt Stone's eyes with anger. Stone shoots off another right and then follows up with a jaw-breaking left hook. Engel takes another step back, but turns his sight right to Matt Stone once more with his expression intensified. Matt Stone goes off the ropes and tries for a running lariat, but Engel ducks underneath. Stone turns around on a dime and Engel grabs Stone's throat with both hands. Engel is severely pissed off and trying to choke Matt Stone to death. The referee is trying to break it up because this isn't Rebel Pro.

Brian Rentfro: What the hell is Engel doing?!

Jon McDaniel: I don't know Brian but I might have to agree with you, I don't like this either.

Engel brings Stone down to his knees, continuing to have his hands around his throat. Stone desperately tries to pry Engel's death grip off of him but he's unsuccessful. Engel brings Stone down on his back and Engel is on one knee still choking Stone. The referee is counting while trying to pull Engel off of Stone.

Ref: 1! 2! 3! 4!

Engel lets go. He looks around, his face filled with hateful rage. This clearly isn't the same man we saw moments ago.

Jon McDaniel: It seems Stone's words really got to him.

Brian Rentfro: Only because they were true, Jon.

Jon McDaniel: Okay, Brian, Joe did not die of cancer. Warren passed away in the hospital. You're both idiots.

Engel gets up to his feet, breathing extremely heavy. He runs his hands through his hair as Stone is gathering himself and trying to get to his feet. However, Engel climbs out of the ring...

Jon McDaniel: Now what?

Engel is heading up the rampway, his eyes wide and his breathing still heavy. He has no intention of stopping or looking back as he leaves Matt Stone in the middle of the ring. The referee is forced to make his count.

Brian Rentfro: What the? Engel fears Matt Stone! I knew it! Finally the universe makes sense.

Ref: 1!

2!

3!

4!

5!

6!

7!

Stone has a grin from ear to ear, puffing his chest out and yelling at the crowd that he's the best and not even Matthew Engel wants to fight him.

8!

9!

10!

*DING DING DING*

Eric Emerson: And the winner of this match by count out... MATT... STONE!!!!

"Whoa Is Me" hits the sound system again. Matthew Engel is gone, and Matt Stone has his hand raised in the middle of the ring.

Jon McDaniel: In a bizarre turn of events, Matthew Engel has walked out on his match against Stone here and Stone gets another mark in the W column.

Brian Rentfro: Even if Engel had stayed, the result would have been the same Jon!

Jon McDaniel: Now we'll never know! *sad face*

The crowd gives Stone a negative reaction as he walks up the rampway with a big smile on his face.

What?


[We come back from commercial to see Panzadise, Monkey McDee, and Not-Stryker in the ring. Dise has his PWA World Title over his shoulder, while the New Age Panzies are wearing their PWA Tag Team Titles around their waists. Dise has a microphone and he beings to speak.]

Panzadise: “Next week at Good versus Evil, I am going to do what I said I wouldn’t do. I’m going to get into the ring with Marvin Wood and defend my PWA World Title.”

[The crowd cheers.]

Panzadise: “Marvin told me this match would be for the Victory World Title as well, but as we all know, he couldn’t hold up to his end of the bargain. He just storms into the PWA and thinks I’m going to drop everything to defend my title against an outsider? Well, then I got to thinking. What does Marvin have that I can take from him? What does he have that’s worth my time? And that answer, is none other than…Rob Robinson.”

[We get a mixed reaction from the crowd.]

Panzadise: “You see, the only thing stopping Rob Robinson from being a full-fledged member of the New Age Panzies is his alliance with the “Nomadic Sage” Marvin Wood. Rob is such a loyal guy, that he isn’t willing to break Marvin’s heart and cut ties with him, even though Marvin is the only thing holding him back from his dream…playing Tecmo Super Bowl all day, every day!”

[The crowd loves it.]

Panzadise: “That’s why I’m doing Rob a favor next Sunday night. I’m going to rid the PWA of Marvin Wood, and I’m going to take the “Rob” right out of Rob n’ Wood!”

[Just then, Robinson makes his way to the entrance ramp and interrupts.]

Robinson: “Sure Dise, maybe I would like to be playing Tecmo Super Bowl all day. Maybe I would like to teach JoJo the Monkey some new tricks. Or go to the strip club with Tony Danza and Scott Baio. Or, well…you get the point. Who wouldn’t want to be a New Age Panzy? But what you don’t understand is that I’m the President of this company, and I have to do what’s right around here. For you, for me, and for all these people.”

[The crowd boos.]

Robinson: “And if that means I have to call this match between you and Marvin Wood right down the middle, then that’s exactly what I’m going to do. You’re my friend, Dise, there is no question about that. But Marvin Wood is my tag team partner and a good friend as well. I’m going to make sure that whoever wins the PWA World Title at Good versus Evil…is fully deserving!”

[Robinson starts to walk off the set, but Not-Stryker grabs the microphone from Dise and yells out.]

Not-Stryker: “Yo, Robbie! One more question for you. If you don’t want to be in the NAP, then why were you running around wearing my mask?”

[Robinson thinks a minute, and responds.]

Robinson: “Look, I don’t know who thought it would be funny to dress me up as Not-Stryker last week. But whoever came into my office, and put your mask on my head while I was trying to sleep…and yeah, I’m looking at you Danny Monroe…I’m going to make that person pay!”

[Robinson drops the microphone and walks backstage. The NAP stares down the ramp as Robinson disappears, and then as a group they look into the camera and shout…]

NAP: “Welcome to Panzadise!”

Cody Bogard vs Dangerous Dan

Non-Title Singles Match


Cody Bogard and Dangerous Dan begin to circle each other, but suddenly, Bogard stops and tells Dan to wait a second. He reaches behind his back and pulls something out from his trunks. It’s a photograph of himself. He extends his arm and hands it to Dan, but Dan doesn’t appreciate the gift and slaps Bogard across the face. Now embarrassed, Bogard delivers several palm thrusts to Dan’s grill, and then takes him down with a hard lariat. Bogard lifts Dan off the mat, jumps up onto his shoulders and flips him with a hurricarana. Dan quickly gets back to his feet, but Bogard leaps up and sends him flying with another variation of a hurricarana. Then another. And another. Dangerous Dan is getting flipped around the ring like a rag doll and the crowd is eating it up. After a few seconds, Dan slowly makes his way to his feet, and Bogard catches him with the HERO TIME! Dan is knocked out cold on the mat. Bogard makes the cover. 1…2…you’ve got to be kidding me? Bogard pulls Dan’s shoulders off the mat and helps him break the count. Apparently he’s not done with him yet! Bogard pushes Dan into the corner of the ropes and begins to unload his patented machine gun slaps. The crowd chimes in…ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! Bogard stops and plays up the crowd a bit, but Dan begins to come to his senses in the corner. Dangerous Dan sizes up Bogard while he’s not looking and attempts The ENDD is Near superkick, but Bogard ducks and then plants him with the KIKOSHO DRIVER! 1…2…3! Bogard wins the match, but he’s not done yet. He grabs the photo of himself that he was trying to give Dan earlier, signs it with a silver sharpie pen, and then lays it on Dan’s chest. How nice, Dan gets a souvenir from our PWA Grizzly Beer Champ.

Winner: Cody Bogard

Panzadise Was Right!


The scene cuts backstage to find Jethro Hayes knocking on the door with the nameplate "The Phoenix". After a brief hesitation, Jethro walks in to find The Phoenix passed out on a bean bag chair, a few bottles drained of Yoo Hoo beside him and an Xbox 360 controller layed in his lap. Jethro kicks the bean bag chair waking Phoenix up.

Phoenix: Waa... waaa... what? (very disappointed)Oh... its you.

Jethro smiles down at him and nods.

Jethro: Yeah, I'm back.

Phoenix looks up at him and with a smirky sound in his voice, shakes his head.

Phoenix: Not until you have medical clearance.

Jethro drops a folded stack of papers on his chest and turns to walk out. Phoenix looks down before opening them up.

Phoenix: Damn....

He reads the papers.

Phoenix:(yelling) ANDY! ANDY! Damnit Andy where are you when you are needed?!

Fantastic Andy rushes in as Jethro walks past him and out of the door.

Andy: What is it Rob?

Andy is carrying a case of Yoo Hoo, probably one of the last remaining cases from the semi truckload from a few months ago. Phoenix holds the papers up to him and points to the door that Jethro just left out of.

Andy: I was getting you this case of Yoo Hoo.

Phoenix points to the papers and waves them in Andy's face before Andy sets the case down and takes the papers.

Phoenix: That redneck wants to return and you(stabs Andy in the chest with an empty Yoo Hoo bottle) are going to prevent him from ruining this show.

Andy speed reads the papers.

Andy: Everything seems to be in order Rob.

Phoenix looks up at him.

Phoenix: I know that, I can read Andy. But you are resourceful so prevent him from ruining Good vs Evil Andy.

Andy looks confused.

Andy: But he is a pretty big draw Rob.

Phoenix looks at him.

Phoenix: But he also is a big draw away from the bank account Andy... do something and do it now.

Andy shakes his head.

Andy: But what?

Phoenix takes the papers and points to a trashcan.

Phoenix: Oh, I don't know lose them in the trashcan Andy, how about something like that?

Andy nods.

Phoenix: Mail them back to the PWA Headquarters with the wrong mailing address.

Andy nods.

Phoenix: Do I honestly have to think of everything?

The scene cuts away to show a Mr. PWA mask laying on top of a trashcan.