DUNKIN
SEGMENT 1: INTRODUCTION:
A video package airs, highlighting the conclusion of last
week’s episode, with World Champion Scythe pinning Machine with a small package
after Jason Calysto’s music mysteriously played to
retain the title, leaving Machine furious at being foiled and once again denied
the PWA Championship. The opening
credits then roll as
Troy: Good evening, ladies and
gentlemen, and welcome to PWA Frequency!
I’m Victor Troy, along here with Paul Ferrara, and we are live at the
SEGMENT 2:
RINGSIDE:
Suddenly,
Machine:
Jason Calysto, last week, I told you that you had one week to come down
here and face me like a man or there would be devastating and deadly
consequences. I wasn’t lying. So Calysto, you’ve got ten seconds to get
your ass out here, or something terrible will happen. Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four,
three, two, one… time’s up.
There is neither action at the entrance ramp, nor over the speakers. Jason Calysto is not here.
Machine:
You know what, Calysto? I almost
hate to have to do this to you. But you’ve
left me absolutely no choice.
With that, Machine tosses down the microphone and exits the ring.
Ferrara: I don’t know, Troy, but this doesn’t
look good!
-- COMMERCIAL BREAK #1 --
SEGMENT 3: BACKSTAGE:
Back from commercial break, PWA owner Bryan Conroy is seen
talking to a production assistant.
Conroy:
Where the hell did he go?!
Production Assistant: We don’t know, Mr.
Conroy. All we know is that Machine came
charging through the backstage area, took one of our cameramen hostage, ran to
the parking lot, got into his Jeep, and sped away. He’s gone from the building. That’s all we know.
Conroy: Goddammit! Can’t we get a feed on him?
Production Assistant: We could, but only
when he wants. Once that camera is
turned on, we could get it right on the air.
Conroy: (shaking his head) Something has to be done about this situation. I really have no idea what he’s capable of in
this situation. Do me a favor. Get some people to go out there and follow
him. Try to catch up with him, and try
to find out what the hell he’s doing.
Production Assistant: Yes sir.
Conroy breathes deeply, but before he can settle, a backstage tech runs
over to him frantic.
Backstage Tech: Mr. Conroy!
Mr. Conroy! Come here! It’s an emergency!
Conroy: What? What’s going on?
Backstage Tech: It’s your brother! Come quick!
A look of panic comes over Conroy’s face and he darts down the hallway,
following the tech. The technician leads
Conroy to the boiler room, where he sees the Alaskan monster Solomon on the top
level holding his brother Chad Hasty high in the air in gorilla press position,
ready to heave Hasty down twenty feet to his doom! As Conroy begins to panic, Walter Gindin
emerges on the bottom level, a sick smile on his face.
Gindin: Quite a predicament, huh Conroy?
Conroy: Gindin, you sick bastard, tell
that freak to put my brother down!
Gindin: If you say so. Solomon, launch him!
Conroy: NO! NO!
Gindin then laughs at him, giving Solomon the stop sign.
Gindin:
You’re so gullible.
Conroy: What the hell do you want?! What will it take for you to put him down
safely?!
Gindin: A title shot at Everlasting
Epic. That’s all. You’ve already signed Scythe vs. GI Jew for
the title, just add Solomon into the match.
Make it a triple threat match. I’ve
got a contract right here. Sign the
contract and make it happen and nothing will happen to your brother. But if you don’t sign, he’s getting
launched. Simple as
that.
Conroy: But Solomon has done nothing to
deserve that shot. GI Jew won the Golden
Ring tournament, Solomon didn’t.
Gindin: First of all, Conroy, you’re in
no position to negotiate right now.
Second of all, Solomon has been here over a year and hasn’t been
beaten. I’d say that’s
deserving enough. Now do the
right thing or your brother bites the big one.
After several moments of contemplation, looking up at his brother, holding on for his safety, Conroy gets out a pen and reluctantly
signs the contract. Gindin then laughs and
signals to Solomon to put Hasty down, which he does.
Gindin:
Pleasure doing business with you.
Gindin then exits, leaving a seething mad Conroy as we head to commercial.
-- COMMERCIAL BREAK #2--
SEGMENT 4: BACKSTAGE:
Back from commercial, Conroy is angrily pacing back and forth in his
dressing room with a shaken-up Chad Hasty when GI Jew barges in.
Jew:
What the hell just happened?! You
just added Solomon to the Everlasting Epic title match?!
Conroy: I had no choice! You know that! You saw what he was about to do to
Jew: I don’t care Conroy! I don’t like this! I earned this shot, and I wanted it
one-on-one! And you know…
Just then, the PWA Champion Scythe walks into the dressing room. A staredown ensues
between he and Jew before he turns to Bryan Conroy.
Scythe:
I just came to tell you that I heard about what happened, and I heard
that the Everlasting Epic title defense I must make is now a triple threat
match. And to that, I say bring it
on. Bring everyone on. I’m the champion for a reason. Whatever you throw at me, I’m going to cut
down. Remember that.
With that, Scythe turns and exits, leaving the room silenced.
SEGMENT 5: MATCH
1: PWA TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP: THE NATURALS © VS. SPEED DEMON & JUSTICE:
Referee:
Jason Church
One by one, the new team of Speed Demon and Justice make
their way to the ring amidst a raucous
Troy: These guys are too cocky for their own good,
and the crowd is letting them know it.
Price and Anthony hand the tag belts to the referee, but instead of
deciding who is going to start the match, they proceed to simultaneously start
the match, by going after Justice immediately. This lasts all of two
seconds before Speed Demon quickly takes hold of Price and tosses him
unceremoniously out of the ring. Justice meanwhile, takes a few stomps to
the gut in the corner, before grabbing Anthony by the collar and launching him
all the way to the opposing corner. Anthony struggles to his feet as
Justice charges.
Justice swoops in with a flying knee smash, but Anthony quickly slides out of
the ring, grabs Demon from behind, and smashes his head into the apron.
Price and Anthony commence with some double team stomps on the outside, but
Justice stops both of them cold with a baseball slide. Both Naturals are
floored into the barricade, and the crowd roars as both Justice and Demon toss
Price and Anthony into the ring. Both Demon and Justice kick Anthony and
Price in the gut. Demon blasts Price with the Bloodbath DDT, and Justice prepares for the Blind Justice.
Justice blasts Anthony with the move and the crowd roars as the referee
counts one...two...and out of nowhere Walter Gindin is on the apron, in a wild
panic. The referee flies into a rage and gets in Gindin's
face, shoving him. Meanwhile, Infernus and Annetta come out of the
crowd! The fans boo as Infernus drags Demon out of the ring, and sends
him face first into the steel post before tossing him into the ring, where
Annetta already attacks Justice. Infernus and Annetta elevate Justice
into vertical suplex position, but then simply drop him on his head.
Justice's body goes limp, and it is a sickening sight as Infernus, Annetta, and
Gindin all regroup at the foot of the ramp, pleased with their work.
Price locks an already unconscious Speed Demon in his Boston Crab finisher, and
the referee can tell that he's unconscious. He calls for the bell, and
the fans seethe with anger as the Naturals once again escape with the Tag Team
Championship, while the trio responsible enjoys their revenge, backpedaling up
the ramp all smiles.
WINNERS VIA PINFALL AT
-- COMMERCIAL BREAK #3 --
SEGMENT 6: BACKSTAGE:
We again return from break inside Bryan Conroy’s office, Chad Hasty
still resting on the couch, as Conroy speaks to the production assistant he
asked to check on the Machine earlier.
Conroy:
He did WHAT?!
Production Assistant: He drove to
Conroy: Where the hell did he go?!
Production Assistant: We have no idea, Mr.
Conroy. The camera still hasn’t been
turned on, but we’ll let you know as soon as it is.
Conroy: Don’t even bother, just patch it
right through to the Jumbotron if and when it is turned on.
Just then, Paul Dawkins and Jackie Baccaro walk into the dressing room.
Baccaro:
You asked to see us?
Conroy: I sure did. Gentlemen, I heard about your problem with
the Naturals, how you two don’t have a rematch clause in your contract and thus
have no right to a rematch.
Dawkins: Yup.
Conroy: Well, I can’t just give you a
rematch, but I can give you an opportunity to become number one contenders.
Baccaro: We’re listening.
Conroy: Tonight, you two will face TFU
in a tag team match. If you win, you two
will be named number one contenders and challenge the Naturals for the belts at
Everlasting Epic next month.
Dawkins and Baccaro smile and nod in approval.
Dawkins:
Sounds good to us.
Conroy: Knock em
dead out there tonight… literally.
Baccaro: You got it boss.
SEGMENT 7: BACKSTAGE:
A camera cuts backstage to a locker room, where The Hot Boy$ are
unpacking their bags.
Romeo: Jag, I'm tellin you that little bitch Troha is gonna get it once I
see him. Especially after how he jumped me last week in the
restaurant.
Jaguar: I saw that
and I wasn't surprised one bit. I've dealt with Troha in the past and that punk
will try anything in order to get over on somebody. But while I'm at it, let me
tell you about Mike Griffin. That little prick cost me the Golden Ring title
and a title shot at Everlasting Epic all in one shot. I'm gonna get him in the
ring sooner than later, and when I do, I'm gonna beat him within an inch of his
life.
Romeo: That sucks
for him because he's only got about 3 to spare, but as far as Troha goes, he's
gonna pay tonight. (Crowd cheers) I know he's in this building, and he won't
leave it without seeing Da Playboi.
Feel me?
Jaguar: Oh most
definitely, because the same goes for
-- COMMERCIAL BREAK #4 --
SEGMENT 8: MATCH 2:
PWA PROGRESSIVE CHAMPIONSHIP:
SHOWTIME DAMON SAVAGE © VS. DYNAMITE DEAN NASH:
Referee:
Dan Martin
"A Certain Shade of Green" hits and Dynamite Dean Nash
comes out to a substantial ovation. The crowd seems pleased with his new
look, as he walks down the ramp now sans long grungy hair. Nash appears
to be confident, possibly a direct result of this change. Nash climbs
into the ring and eagerly awaits his opponent, Showtime Damon Savage, who
enters the arena shortly thereafter in the company of manager "Not
That" Rodney King. The Progressive Champion looks very smug, and
indifferent to the boos he receives en route to
ringside area.
Showtime walks into the ring, takes off his belt, and holds it right up to
Dynamite's face. Dynamite doesn't take too kindly to this disrespect, and
kicks Showtime in the gut, signaling the opening bell. Showtime drops the
belt, and the referee removes it from the ring as Dynamite whips Showtime
towards the opposing ropes. Showtime reverses the whip, and ducks down
for a back body drop, but Dynamite rolls backwards over it onto his feet, and
rolls up Showtime from behind for the one, two, and Showtime just barely
escapes a title loss!
Showtime launches Dynamite forward, and he continues towards the
ropes. Dynamite bounces off the ropes, and then takes Showtime off of his
feet with a spinning heel kick! Dynamite rolls onto his feet, and beckons
Showtime to return to his feet. Showtime springs to his feet, and
Dynamite attempts to follow up with a clothesline, but Showtime catches it, and
turns it into a spinning neckbreaker. However,
Dynamite's momentum is not stopped, as he turns through it, into a tremendous DDT! Dynamite covers for the one, two, thr--no!
Dynamite slaps the mat in frustration, and the fans gasp at how close the call
was. However, Dynamite then signals for the Diving Dragon Attack, and
proceeds to go up top! Showtime narrowly moves out of the way as Dynamite
eats mat, and wastes no time grabbing him into position for It's
Showtime. Showtime hits the move, and covers, hooking the leg and
securing the shoulder more tightly than he probably ever has. The referee
counts one...two...yes, three, and Showtime quickly evacuates the ring looking
like he's seen a ghost.
WINNER VIA PINFALL AT
-- COMMERCIAL BREAK #5 --