PCW Live: Tyler
Mayor of Bluffington
Valkyrie makes her way down the ramp in ridiculously high, pink pumps and white jeans, sporting a crop jacket and pink tank-top to match. She had the signature, pink shades on as she walked Presley down the ramp with her. She helped the dog up the steps and entered the ring with a mic in hand, grinning as the crowd swarms her with boos. “Gracias, gracias. It’s been a minute since I’ve shown my face around here. I know you missed it, but I had a well-deserved vacation!”
The crowd starts to chant “take your ass back! Take your ass back!” But she simply laughs and continues. “Listen, I wanna make this quick because I have a date with a spa treatment. Looking this good don’t come cheap, ya know?” She flips her hair and continues. “Soooo our next PPV is in October, right? But I’m getting kinda bored. I don’t think I can wait until October, so in just two weeks? I’ll be hosting a Taya Valkyrie Extravaganza—a mega show with every single title on the line, points be damned. Every champion will be facing opponents of my choosing and I’ll be picking a few extra participants to showcase their abilities in an attempt to impress me. I mean, who knows...if they kill it this month, I may just see them at the PPV next month.”
She pauses for a second as if trying to remember something. “Oh yeah! Since points aren’t needed, nobody will lose any, but you can certainly gain some. Think of it as a little gift, a bit of charity, from me to all of you. I can’t wait for it. It’s going to be ah-ma-zing!” She scoops up Presley and smiles before making her way out of the ring.
Logan Square Auditorium
Quailman Battles the Rulemeister
Jackal stands in the ring with the mic in his hand, staring down the crowds as he receives a mixed reaction. “Last week, Killer Kross and I tore the house down and gave the people a match they will never forget. The only issue I have is the aftermath. We went beyond the limitations of the rules, things got ugly, and he stood tall in the end. If you know me, I don’t like leaving loose ends untied. Considering he took me by surprise by taking Isla’s place, I gave him a hell of a fight, took him to his limit, but the way I settle things is with a definite victory. If Kross is man en—“
He’s cut off just as Killer Kross makes his appearance. The shades covered his eyes, but the smile was more than enough to give off the vibe of sinister intentions. “You talk a lot, little man. Entirely too much for someone who could not overcome PCW’s most formidable monster. You must believe you are something special, something unique...you have to in order to believe that you can stand toe-to-toe with a walking Doomsday Machine, but you are not, Jackal. You are not the chosen one, you aren’t the hero that saves the day, and you certainly aren’t someone I want to focus my energy on. There is only ONE man I seek to destroy and it is not you.”
Kross looked to leave, but Phil wasn’t done. “I'm not special. I’m not unique. There are guys on this roster that can do everything that I do, but that’s not going to stop me from trying to break out and be something more. You didn’t start out the way that you did, but here you are—somebody unique. I can be that somebody, the guy that people look up to, not as a savior, but simply the guy who combatted against every obstacle in his way. I’m going to be the guy that didn’t take no for an answer, the guy who stood against the odds, and the guy who did the unthinkable when I beat Tyler for his belt. You can walk away feeling like you have no gains in a match against me, but that’s not going to stop me from coming at you at all angles, so long as you’re chasing the same champion that I am.”
Indigo Kelly vs Fire Ant
Fire Ant has Kelly in the headlock and gets the takedown. Indigo manages to escape but is instantly caught with an arm drag. She clings across the ring and lands on her backside, allowing Fire to rebound off the ropes for a sliding elbow to the chest. He hooks the leg, but she kicks out at one. She tries to stand, but Fire Ant gets her with a pinning predicament as he flips over the side and rolls her up. She kicks out at two, but he rolls her up again with the O’Connor Roll. Indigo is out and ends the charades with a boot to the chest.
Fire Ant drops to the mat and she forces him up by the waist. He counters into a wheelbarrow pin. Indigo reversed into a pin of her own and he kicks out. He tries for a roundhouse as they stand and she grabs the leg before kicking the other out from under him. She kicks the attacking leg over and over again before dropping the knee down and twisting the ankle. Fire refuses to tap out as Indigo wrenches down on the ankle. He manages to smack her back multiple times until she’s irritated enough to back off. Instead, Indigo grounds and pounds, stalling her fist into the masked wrestle.
Kelly yanks him up to his feet and whips him into the ropes. He ducks under the big boot and tries for a backstabber, but she remains on her feet with sheer power and size advantage over him. Kelly brings her leg back and gets Fire right in the crotch, the referee unable to see. She doesn’t waste any time locking in the Fade to Black submission until he taps out. Kelly doesn’t celebrate and instead grabs the mic. “I heard what you had to say, Scarlett. I’m glad to be living rent-free in your mind, but I got bigger and better things to look forward to. I’m racking up points fairly quickly and soon I’ll be challenging for one of the big belts. And you? You’ll be watching me from the sidelines, wishing you could be in my place, five.”
Zara Sabre vs Melissa Santos (With Alexxis Nevaeh)
Zara is out alone against Santos and has no troubling taking care of herself as she sends Melissa into the corner. She races in with a clothesline and climbs the second turnbuckle as her opponent stumbles out. Zara takes her down with a leg drop for the pin, but Santos kicks out. Zara maintains control with an armlock behind the back on the mat. She drives a knee into the arm before extending it behind the back and on the mat with a foot. Sabre stomps down on the arm and tries for another pin. Santos kicks out and rolls out of the ring to recuperate.
As Melissa is on the outside, Zara leaps out onto the apron and tries for a running kick. Santos grabs the leg and slams her down onto the apron. She rolls Zara in for the two count. Santos takes control with a head scissors as she rebounds off the ropes and sends Zara flying near the corner. Melissa races forward and misses the double knees. Zara connects with a backstabber from the corner, but still can’t get the pin.
As Zara has control, Spike comes out with a bouquet of flowers and a teddy bear. Zara looks on in disgust and he smiles at her, offering the gifts to her as he climbs the apron. “What are you doing? I do—“ Melissa rolls her up for a close pinfall.
Santos takes control with the running Bulldog from behind. She slams the face into the mat multiple times before forcing Zara up. She whips Zara in the ropes and the woman just stops herself from bumping into Spike. Melissa takes advantage with a stiff forearm as Zara turns around. Santos then hooks the arm and neck for a spinning neckbreaker to put Zara away. Melissa and Alisha celebrate the win as Zara is still in the ring.
Spike tries to comfort her, offering the gifts again. Sabre was livid and wasted no time snatching the flowers to hit him with. She kicks Spike right between the legs and even kicks away the teddy bear. “I hate you, Spike. All you’ve ever done is hold me back and make me your sidekick. It’s over!” Zara leaves in the ring alone, in shock and disbelief.
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Klotzoid Zombies
Moxley was pacing around backstage, walking over what seems to be a summoning circle, mumbling to himself while tugging on his hair, denim jacket moving behind him, slipping off of one of his shoulders.
"Black candles... A vessel... Circle..."
He stopped pacing for a moment, standing at the centre of the circle with his hands to his sides, taking off his jacket and started to chant.
"Mortuos cujus tempora transierunt da ei unum..."
Just as he was catching a stride, despite the tremor in his voice and the shaking of his hands, Aleister Black stood in front of him inside the circle.
"I can't believe you're really this stupid. I thought you couldn't possibly be, but here we are. And your Latin is horrible. You don't even know what you're doing, the consequences of your actions. THIS? This circle is a death sentence for someone, Jon, not an emergency exit."
"You're interrupting me! YOU'RE IN THE WAY." Pale and seemingly not all sober, Moxley tried to push Aleister out of the circle but faltered to one knee.
"You need help with acceptance, not with resurrection. But I won't offer it again, you've made your bed." The shorter man turned to leave, his feet carefully avoiding stepping over the circle.
"Wait. WAIT... I-I have an idea! I have an excellent idea..." He held on to Aleister's coat, fingers tightening on the fabric to the point that his knuckles turned white, keeping him in place. "Acceptance will happen, I promise... But first-first I need your help with something else... With someone else. You want a championship, don't you?
"Not really, I'm not int-" Moxley kept talking, trapped in a manic state, just spewing words to try and keep Black in the circle just a little longer.
"You want that top spot, don't you? I can get you to that top spot, I can-I can get you anything you want. And then I'll take out Bray Wyatt, you can help me with him if you want... You can even have Kross if you want! You can have anything! You'll be unstoppable!"
Aleister grabbed Moxley's hand delicately, but with enough force to pry his coat from his fingers, leaving him with his fists tightly closed. "I am already unstoppable, Jon. Seeing you this desperate..." He sighed. "I'll leave my offer open. But nothing will bring back what you lost." He stepped out of the circle, walking away from the other man.
Moxley watched him go, his head moving down to the circle, where his fingers had started to bleed from how hard he was gripping the other man. There was a grin on his face.
"I've found you a vessel, Sami. Don't worry, don't worry, we'll be together soon..."
He stood up, stumbling out of the circle and erasing one of the outside lines with his foot in the process. But he turned back around, leaving a switchblade at the centre, leaving once he was content with his work,
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Corvus & Vipress vs Heart2Hart
Vipress and Corvus waste no time in raiding the ring. Frankie and Natalya are taken down with renewed vigour from both competitors. Corvus’s demeanour was especially noticeable as he clawed at Natalya’s arms and neck with a hellish wail. Both women manage to escape and the bell is rung, but the damage was done. Vipress wasted no time exploiting Frankie’s weak points by kicking out one of the legs. The champion drops to the mat and the demon follows up with a big boot to the face for a one count. Vipress crawled onto Frankie and bit her cheek until the count of four, now slamming the back of the head into the mat. She forces Frankie up and slings her into the corner for multiple chops to the chest.
Vipress then elbows the face to drop Frankie before tagging in Corvus. He leaps into the ring and wildly strikes with a dropkick to the chest. He drags Frankie from the corner, but chokes her instead of going for the pin. His strength had grown tremendously and Frankie looked ready to pass out as the referee makes the count. He backs off at the last second and forces her up before slinging Frankie into her corner. “Tag her,” he mouth and Natalya has no problem stepping in. She tries for a clothesline, but he ducks and hooks the neck for an STO into a backbreaker. Natalya rolls into the ropes and he connects with a baseball slide before getting on the apron. Corvus tries for the cannonball, but she manages to catch him for a powerbomb against the ring post.
Finally, she slowed him down. Natalya forced him back into the ring for a two count. She tries for an early Sharpshooter, but he fights back with a wild swing of his arms until he smacks her back. Natalya comes back with the discus lariat to create some breathing room. She drags him into the ropes and hooks the legs before dropping down to catapult his chest into the ropes. He chokes momentarily before Natalya gets him from behind for the suplex. He elbows her back in time and hurries to Vipress. He tags her in and Natalya races forward. Corvus didn’t exit the ring, but instead took the spear for Vipress from Natalya. Vipress capitalizes with a swift kick to the jaw to stun Natalya and quickly follows up with the Sinner’s Trap DDT to shockingly put away the champion. She wasn’t done.
Vipress proceeds to lay in punches to the face and Frankie quickly intervenes, brawling with Vipress on the mat before taking a headbutt. The champions were on the losing side as Vipress drags Frankie towards the corner, trapping an arm and leg for a suplex into the corner. Corvus slowly enters the ring and they attack Natalya, eventually forcing her up for the double gutbuster on the knees. They stand tall over the champions, claiming their spot as challengers.
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Nightmare on Jumbo Street
Theory and Sabre were in a heated argument as they both stake claim for Mitchell’s title. “The only thing you’ve done is beat some nobody in this company, Austin. I’m a former champion, one of the better champions in PCW. I am leagues above you and I’ll gladly prove it.”
“Yeah, a former champion, Zachary. Let’s not pretend that you’ve been able to get even a slither of Chance st gold again. You’ve been taking loss after loss for months and now you suddenly think you’re worthy? I have more wins than you this entire summer and now we’re trickling into the Fall. And still you got nothing, but empty words.”
“Gentlemen, gentlemen...” Austin Aries says as he approaches them. “You’re arguing over nothing. You both are an exceptional talent and it is a shame to see you bickering like children when you should be fighting alongside each other. Two of the youngest, yet most talented wrestlers out there—imagine the power that you could hold when experience is added into the mix. The Greatest Man that Ever Lived knows exactly how to achieve greatness in PCW. It’s been a long time coming, a journey filled with trials and tribulations, but I see the winning ticket in both of you. Now you can fight, you can bicker, you can tear each other apart...but there is power in solidarity.”
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Priscilla Kelly vs Rhea Ripley
Before the match can begin, a third participant suddenly appears. Paige comes strutting out with a smirk as she holds up a mic. “I’m baaaaack and I’m better than ever. Last time I was here, I had four points to my name and I think its time the number went up.” The Brit made her way down the ramp and tried to enter the ring, but Ripley boots her down in seconds. Paige tumbles to the outside as Kelly takes advantage of Ripley with a rollup. Rhea kicks out easily and knocks Priscilla down with a shoulder block. She drags Kelly across the mat and forces her into the ropes, choking Kelly with the knee in the back of the neck. She backs off at the count of four and gets on the apron to knee the face. Rhea tries for the pin, but Kelly kicks out at two.
Paige is back in and gets done retaliation with a knee of her own to Rhea. She drives fist after fist into the face as she mounts the blonde before forcing her up. Paige sends Rhea into the ropes and goes for the clothesline. Ripley reverses, looking for the STO, but Paige manages to roll her up with the Oklahoma Roll pin. Rhea kicks out at two. She grabs Paige by the hair and forearms her before whipping her into the corner. She misses the clothesline as Paige moves and Kelly is suddenly back in with a dropkick to the back of Rhea. Ripley stumbles out of the corner and both women connect with a double suplex. They both try to pin her and that starts an argument that becomes trading of fists. Paige gets the headbutt and knees Kelly in the gut before dropping her with powerbomb for the pin. Priscilla kicks out.
Paige looks for the PTO on Kelly, but Rhea is able to get back in and break it up. Rhea sends Paige down with a hair pull. She stomps the chest multiple times before yanking up Kelly. She has the woman on her shoulders, looking for a faceslam, but Priscilla counters into a jawbreaker. Rhea is stunned and Kelly looks for a wheelbarrow roll up pin. One...two...—Paige gets the neck twist on Priscilla to break it up and she capitalized off of Rhea with a Paige Turner to end the match. She celebrates and smirks at Priscilla as she looks on in fury. Paige exits the ring with a huge smile on her face as she returns with a big win tonight.
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To Bag a Neematoad
As the camera cuts to the backstage area, we see two figures on the floor—one hunched over the other. The legs of one twitches, the body seemingly going into some fit of convulsions. As the camera zoomed in, red hair made it all too clear who was one of those figures. The low and wicked laughter that fell from her lips confirmed it. Taeler was in view, but who did she have. The camera inches every closer, shifting around the champion to get a clearer view of...Ivelisse?! The woman was stiff on the floor, body as straight as a board. The occasional twitching was the only sign of life, for her eyes were bucked open in shock. A green hue marked the veins in her face, neck, and arms as Hendrix had her lips against Velez’s. She pulled away and some sort of substance seeped from the corner of Ivelisse’s mouth.
“Mmm...so delicious. Why did I never try this sooner?” Hendrix laughs again, but she wasn’t alone for much longer. Salina raced to them both and even slaps Taeler back before she can defend herself. A moment of rage flashes in her eyes, but Taeler instead crawls back and stands. Salina wanted to fight, fists clenching and unclenching as she tried to control her breathing, but a choked gasp from Ivelisse snapped her out of it. She dropped down to her side.
“What did you do?!”
“I did exactly as I promised I would. You either hail Hendrix...or drop dead, darling. Better hurry...my poison works quickly.”
“HELP! SOMEBODY HELP!” Salina shrieks as Taeler slinks back down the hall, eventually vanishing into the shadows.
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Tyler Breeze vs Loren Armitage vs MJF vs Joey Ryan
MJF takes on Joey, missing the clothesline and is taken down with a dropkick. He rolls out of the ring and Joey gets on the apron to kick Maxwell in the chest as he turns around. The two continue to brawl on the outside while Loren slips between Tyler’s legs to trip up the legs. He rolls through onto the back with a camel clutch. The champion refuses to tap out and manages to get out from under him. Breeze tries to create some distance and Loren chases after him with a clothesline into the corner. Loren goes for the dropkick, but Breeze leaps up onto the apron horizontally, relaxing as Loren crashes into the turnbuckles. Tyler chuckles, pleased with himself and he gets down on the apron. He times it right and springboards in with a huracarrana. Loren is sent flying and rolls out of the ring. He bumps into Max and Joey and all three stare each other down before Tyler quickly dives through the ropes onto all of them. The crowd is on their feet as the champion tosses in MJF for the pin. He kicks out at two.
Breeze starts to work on his back as Joey tries to take on Loren as the two men stand. Loren gets the upper hand as he ducks from a superkick, shoving Ryan into the ring post face first. Ryan is barely standing before Loren lifts him up for a brainbuster to the outside. He tosses Joey in and pins him for the three count just as Breeze has Maxwell in the corner. Tyler climbs the turnbuckle and rains down punches to the face as Loren races forward with a dropkick between his legs to get MJF. Breeze tries to moonsault out of the corner, but Loren steps out of the way. Tyler lands on his feet, but eats an uppercut from behind and drops to the mat. Loren doesn’t waste time following up on MJF, dropping him with a suplex before transitioning into guillotine chokehold on the mat. He squeezes down hard until MJF taps out to save himself. All that was left is Tyler and Loren.
Loren drags Breeze to his feet and sends him into the ropes for the kitchen sink to the abdomen. Breeze drops to his knees and his opponent follows up with the cannonball to the back. Loren rolls him over for the two count. He drags Tyler by his legs towards the ropes, bending the ankle around it before kicking the leg by the count of four. Loren continues to stomp down on the leg before sitting Tyler up just to boot him in the face. Loren backs into the corner, looking to take Tyler down as he stands, but the lights go out. There’s an obvious struggle in the dark before the lights are back. In Loren’s place is Kross and he’s taken the man out. Breeze is barely to his feet before Kross charges and boots him in the back. Tyler fries to crawl to the ropes, but Kross beats down on him mercilessly. He was toying with the champion, making sure Breeze felt every attack thrown his way. It seems Kross would seriously injure Tyler yet again until Phil comes raging down.
Kross tosses Breeze aside to meet the man head on, but couldn’t stop him as Phil ducks under the big boot. Jackal springboards off the ropes and drops Kross with a tornado DDT. He doesn’t let Killer Kross up, racing in with a Shining Wizard to force the man out of the ring. Jackal tries to help the champion up, but Tyler shoves him away, glaring at them both as he rolls out of the ring. He snatches up his belt, clutching it tightly to his chest as all three stare each other down to close the show.