Goth: Tonight will be an epic battle, not only will will it be the night where I will witness the end of the reign of one Shane West. But it will also be the night where the hopes and dreams of one Execution will be shattered as John Gold will be crowned number one contender for the International title. Morbius and his woman will be dethroned and of course James Crow will suffer a heavy defeat in his quest for gold. And to top it all off… I will have a major impact on Shane’s life!!!
The crowd boos the owner as he grins sickingly
John Gold is standing backstage with Foxxy Dreams.
Foxxy- I’m joined backstage by AWA superstar John Gold. John, you are the clear underdog going into this matchup after your recent run of form and the slip-ups you appeared to make during your promos this week. What do you think the outcome of your match will be tonight?
Gold looks down into the eyes of Foxxy Dreams then looks up into the camera. The look on his face is not that of usual focus and intensity but it seems as though he has the world on his shoulders.
Gold- Usually id stand here and tell you and the whole god damn world how good I am and how I’m going to tear my opponent apart. Usually I would stand here and tell you and the world how I will walk away victorious and how my opponent will not know what’s hit him. But tonight I’m not going to stand here and blow my own trumpet. As you stated Foxxy my opponent tonight Max Maxim is the clear favourite going into this match and he clearly does not fear anybody. He has highlighted my error of ways this week and if I have to be honest, I think this WILL be my toughest test yet. I’ve written this guy off and that could be my downfall here tonight.
I’ve been poor these past couple of weeks. Although I was cheated out of winning the International Title against Fang two weeks ago, I should have been more alert to his game. And as for the loss to Matthew Toddi. Huh, well that was just pitiful. I joined the Asylum and I promised myself that I would not be that guy who after every loss comes out with a list of excuses and I promised myself that I would not be that guy who wrote off his opponents without really knowing anything about them and that’s exactly what I have done these past few weeks. And I suck for it. So tonight im going to go out to that ring and im going give it my best shot. But I’m not going to lie to myself and promise victory because if that does not happen then who looks the fool? I do. My head is not in the right place right now. The real John Gold will be back in the next few weeks but as for tonight I may not win the fight tonight but believe me when I tell you that I will win the war!.
John Gold turns back to face a confused looking Foxxy Dreams and gives her a slight nod before turning and walking away. The show cuts to a commercial.
John Gold vs. Max Maxim
Tex: Welcome ladies and gentlemen to Full Throttle 2, the second AWA pay per view of 2011, and good lord the line up we have for you folks tonight.
Duff: We only have four matches, but every single one of those matches has great things on the line!
Tex: Tonights main event has Shane West defending his newly won Universal Title in an Elimination Chamber, against Owen Idol, James Crow, Hank Henry III, Matthew Toddi, and the man he won it from, Anthony Phoenix.
Duff: Not to mention that Goth has swore that Shane won't leave Full Throttle with his championship run in tact! The owner has sworn to destroy the Serial Thrilla, and end his title reign here tonight!
Tex: I don't know how that is going to play out, but I'm sure that all eyes will be glued to the main event, but let's not rule out any of the other matches on the card tonight! Tonight, the Wolf God Fang defends his International Title in a Ladder match! Fang is out to prove he is the face of AWA, and his opponent, Chris Shipman, is out to prove he's wrong.
Duff: There is a lot of history between these two, but the true question is, one week removed from Goth's failed attempt at weakening Execution up, they defend their tag titles in a tag team tables match against the West Coast Connection! Will Morbius Tassius and Ebony Mae, in their first actual match as a tag team manage to defeat the seasoned Veteran Bill Barnhart, and the crazy Th1rt3en?
Tex: I have to admit though, while I'm looking forward to all those matches, the match that starts us off here on Full Throttle is the one that has my attention. Max Maxim versus John Gold. The winner becomes the new #1 contender for the International Title. So the question becomes- if Fang comes out victorious in his match tonight, who is he going to want to face?
Duff: Probably neither, Tex! Fang beat John Gold for the International Title just a few weeks ago, but had to pull a fast one to do it. Then last week, Fang got manhandled by the Unchained Executioner, Max Maxim. Max even played some mind games with the Master Deal Broker, leaving a stuffed wolf head in his locker room, Godfather style! Fang would love to get his hands on either of these men, but I don't think he's eager to put his International Title on the line to do it!
Tex: Well there is only one way to find out who the new #1 contender is going to be, and thats to take it to the ring. Stormy?
Stormy: This match is scheduled for one fall, and is to decide the NEW #1 Contender for the AWA INTERNATIONAL title... introducing first, from Los Angeles, California... he is AWA's “Golden Gun”... He is JOHN...GOOOOOOOOOOOLD!
Deep Purple, Perfect Strangers hits on the speaker system. No darkness, no Pyros, no over the top camera effects. As the beat of Deep Purple, Perfect Strangers kicks in John Gold appears from the back grasping a white sports towel. His eyes are completely fixed on the ring as he makes his way past the adoring AwA hardcore fans. Fans try to get a touch of one of the brightest young talents the business has to offer today but he is unfazed. When he reaches the ring he slides under the bottom rope, heads to the furthest away corner and raises his arm before tossing his white sports towel into the front row of seats. He climbs down from the turnbuckle and turns, staring up the rampway, knowing of the Behemoth of a man he has to defeat to re-earn his #1 contender spot. An intense look in his eyes, he waves up the rampway in a 'bring it on' motion.
Tex: Gotta give it to John Gold, he looks focused tonight!
Duff: I think he's being a little foolish, Tex. Max is over 7 feet tall, Gold is waving on his death sentence here!
Tex: It will be a difficult challenge for the Golden Gun, but not impossible. I mean, John Gold is a ring technician, a submissions expert, and has a classic technique. Max Maxim is an old school powerhouse, so it will just be a battle of seeing if John can use Max's momentum against him!
Stormy: ...and his opponent, from Corpus Christi, Texas... he is the Unchained Executioner, the Million Dollar Titan, and the man known as The WORLDBREAKER... ladies and gentlemen...weighing in at 385 lbs... he is MAX....MAXXXXXXXXXXIM!!!!
The entire arena grows nearly dark just before the opening of South Texas Deathride, during the opening of the song dark red lights pulse through the arena as Max Maxim steps out onto the stage. Just a few seconds into the intro as the music grows heavy and dark he takes three steps forward as huge fountain of red pyrotechnics shoots straight up into the air, making a curtain effect that burns for about ten seconds as he begins to make his way to the ring. As he walks the ramp lights up as the house lights return to normal he glares a hole through his opponent, rolling his shoulders, checking his wrists, rolling his neck, finally clenching and opening his fists before reaching the ring. From the floor he reaches up to the top rope, pulling himself onto the apron then steps over the top rope. The entire time he watches his opponent, attempting to bore a hole through him with a glance, before the music finally dies out. Gold doesn't shrink away from the Million Dollar Titan's glare, however, and steps forward a little. The Referee, Richard Head, jumps in between the two men to keep them from starting this before the match is officially underway. The two men stand 3 feet apart, Richard Head between them, and you can see them jaw jacking. Head finally seperates them, and Gold motions around his waist that he's going to be the #1 contender for the belt. Max just stares through him, shaking his head no. Richard Head calls for the bell, and this one is underway!
Maxim and Gold circle one another, Gold looking for an opening to try to attack the man he's giving up a noticable size advantage to. Gold dives in to attempt a greco-roman grapple, but Max shows incredible speed for a man of his size, and swings his weight, moving his leg out of the way just in time. The two men continue to circle each other, waiting for an opening.
Tex: Look at John Gold, he's giving up 125 lbs and a foot of height in this contest. Still he is looking for his opening to take the big man down.
Duff: God you're an idiot Tex. Gold's known about the difference in height and weight for the entire week. If that was going to be enough to scare him off, he wouldn't have shown up! No, he is here with only ONE goal in mind, and thats becoming the #1 contender. Though I have to admit, that is one hell of a mountain he has to climb, in Max Maxim.
John comes in, attempting to score with a double leg takedown, but Max braces himself, and while John has good momentum, he isn't able to take the big man off his feet. Max just hammers John's back with a forearm smash, which sends John to the mat. John rolls out of the ring, looking at the big man, wondering how to take the big man down. He rolls back into the ring, and Richard holds Maxim back. John Gold comes rushing in, feigning as if going for another double leg take down. When Maxim goes to lift a knee to where he thinks Gold is going to be, Gold instead grabs hold of that knee, and hits a beautiful knee screw, sending Maxim crashing to the mat! John Gold immediately follows it up with an elbow drop to the inside of the knee of the Worldbreaker, showing some beautiful ring psychology, focusing on the knee of the bigger man. Maxim pushes Gold away from his knee with his free leg, sending Gold across the ring into the ropes. As Maxim is getting to his feet, however, Gold won't let up, and comes rushing in, kneeing the Unchained Executioner in the side of his head, dazing and rocking the big man. Gold hits a chop block on the same knee, dropping Maxim down to one knee again. He comes up to hit Maxim with a few right hands, but Maxim blocks the first, while pie-facing Gold across the ring across from him. He comes rushing back in for another right hand, but again Maxim blocks it, and this time delivers a huge right hand of his own! Gold crashes onto the mat hard from the hit, but equally fast gets back to his feet. Maxim is back on his feet, staring the smaller man down. Gold frowns trying to figure out how to topple the big man, and comes rushing in. Maxim attempts to get a hand on Gold, but Gold slides between the giants legs, and rolls him up with a school boy!
Duff : Thats thinking your head, why fight him when you can just sneak one by!?
1...2...Max kicks out of the school boy, and his overwhelming strength sends Gold flying 2 feet across the ring! Gold doesn't give the big man a chance to recover though, coming in and grabbing a leg trying to lock on a knee lock. Max reaches up, and starts hammering Gold with right hands into the temple!
Tex: Maxim showing us the advantages of being a big man, in having a longer reach!
John Gold drops the leg, and Maxim takes the opportunity grabbing Gold and drags him to the mat, delivering a series of forearms to Gold's face. The referee initiates the five count, and Maxim gets away from Gold at 4, getting back to his feet. Gold gets back up, only to get clotheslined down to the mat. He jumps back up to his feet, but is met by another clothesline from Maxim! Maxim bounces off the ropes as Gold fights back to his feet, and delivers a third clothesline, this one turning Gold inside out! Gold flips in the air from the force of the clothesline, crashing into the mat hard! Maxim screams out loud, asserting his dominance, and drops down for the pin. 1...2...KICKOUT from John Gold. John fights back to his feet, and is scooped up by Max Maxim in a firemans carry. He tosses Gold up into the air over his head, and brings Gold's abdomen crashing down onto his knee with a vicious gutbuster, and Gold hits the mat, clutching his stomach. Gold tries to gather himself together, and Max takes this opportunity to gloat a little about the position he has his opponent in. He walks to the ropes, and leans over them, raising an arm to the crowd, who respond in a flurry of cheers. He turns around to go after Gold again and gets kicked in the stomach! Gold is standing behind him, and after delivering a kick to the abdomen, follows it with another, and then a third, doubling the big man over! He goes for a clothesline, and it staggers the big man, who is now rocking on his feet. Gold then dropkicks the giant in the chest, who drops backwards, getting tangled in the ropes! Gold takes this moment and takes advantage, delivering a series of right hands to the big man, as well as a kick to the side of Max's head! Max gets released from the ropes by the referee, and falls forward onto the mat. Gold takes the opportunity and covers for a pin! 1...2...Kickout by Max Maxim!
Duff: Wow, Gold is picking his spots well for the most part here...
Tex: He really wants his second shot at Fang!
Gold immediately locks on an armbar, trying to weaken the big man. The armbar locked in, Maxim has no where to go... but up! He stands, with Gold still trying to keep the armbar locked in. Wrapped around Maxim's arm, Gold's eyes go wide as with unbelievable show of strength, Max lifts Gold High above his head, and slams him down to the mat! Gold releases the hold, and Max holds his shoulder and arm as he gets back to his feet. He crouches, waiting, and as Gold gets to his feet, he immediately gets flattened by Maxim, who delivers a devastating big boot to Gold's face! Gold looks to be out, and Max drops on top for the cover! 1! 2! Th-Gold still has life in him, getting the shoulder up! Max looks frustrated, and gets up calling for the end. Gold slowly fights to his feet, and Max grabs Gold, but Gold, being the technical wrestler that he is immediately pulls Gold's momentum with him, and drops Max into a crossface! Max reaches his large arms out, but he is still too far from the ropes, even for a man with incredible reach! He reaches with his foot, but he's trapped dead center! He starts to try to fight to his feet, but Gold headbutts the back of Max's head, trying to keep the big man grounded. His options exhausted, Max looks like he is about ready to tap out! His arm is up, shaking as he is trying to fight the pain. He's yelling loudly, trying to force himself forward. Finally, with ever ounce of his strength, he fights to his knees, then up onto his feet, Gold still having the crossface locked on! Max slowly frankenstein walks his way to the ropes, grabbing hold of them tightly, and the ref starts calling for Gold to release the hold. Gold keeps it locked on up to his mandatory 5 count, breaking at 4, before slipping off the big mans shoulders, and kicking him in the back of the knee that he already targeted!
Tex: I know I've said it already, but great ring psychology from the Golden Gun here. Maxim is a guy who is going to want to use his size to his advantage, throw you around a bit. Gold has been targetting his knee's and his arms, in effort to take away his size advantage, limit his opponents mobility, and minimize Maxim's ability to throw him around! I dare say, I think he's actually winning this one right now!
Duff: Lets not get too hasty Tex!
Duff isn't wrong, as he delivers a second kick to the back of the knee, but Max has turned around, and has his hand around Gold's throat! Gold is fighting the hold, trying to get away, but Max's strength and grip is too much, and again in a terrifying show of power, Max lifts The Golden Gun high over his head, and throws him over the top rope, choke slamming John Gold to the outside! Gold hits hard, rolling around, holding his shoulder, while Maxim tries to recover on the inside. The ref begins his count slowly. 1... 2... 3... 4...
John Gold is still down on the outside, holding his shoulder. Suddenly a body jumps over the fan barricade! Its Terry Stone, John Gold's friend and manager! Terry begins picking Gold up, giving him the pep talk! 5...6...7...
Gold is standing on his feet, holding his shoulder, and Terry is still talking to him, pointing in the ring towards Max. Gold nods, and goes to the ring. 8...9... Gold re-enters the ring, rolling under the bottom rope, and gets to his feet. Max comes rushing over to deliver a huge bicycle kick, but Gold ducks under it, and Max straddles himself across the top rope! His eyes go wide, as the twig and berries straddle the rope. Gold comes over, and begins bouncing the rope up and down, sending Maxim's groin into the steel cable ropes over and over. Maxim's eyes go wide with pain, and the ref comes over pulling Gold off the rope. As he is focusing on Gold, admonishing him, Terry Stone hops up on the apron, and begins bouncing the rope up and down. Maxim finally reaches out, and punches at Stone, who jumps off the apron in attempts to avoid the punch. Successfully avoiding it, Stone backs away from the ring, as Maxim falls into the ring holding his tenders. Gold comes running over, however, and not giving the big man time to recover, locks in the Golden Deathlock, his own version of the Indian Deathlock! Max screams in pain as its locked in, but has the ring presence to reach out and wrap a big meaty fist around the bottom rope. Again Gold is asked to break the hold, and again the referee has to administer his count before Gold again releases the hold at 4. He rolls away from the big man, and watches as Max has to use the ropes to fight his way to his feet. Hobbling on his bad left knee, Max glares at the smaller competitor. Gold comes rushing in, attempting to use his now clear speed advantage over Maxim to deliver another Clothesline, but while his mobility may be hindered, Maxim is still scary fast for a man of his size. He ducks under the clothesline and catches Gold in Sambo Suplex position! Gold's eyes go wide, as he is lifted high into the air, only to come crashing down back first across the waiting knee of Max Maxim. Max isn't finished however, as He then falls straight back, sending Gold face first into the mat!
Tex: Oh god, the big man hit it! That is his Uranage backbreaker into the Knox Out. I think thats exactly what it did to John Gold too!
Max lays their on the mat, and then rolls onto his stomach. With pain, he slowly crawls over, collapsing onto Gold to make the cover!
Duff: I think we have a new #1 contender!
1!
Tex: Gold hasn't moved- maybe he is unconscious!
2!
THR-NO!
Tex: Oh my god! Look at the heart of the Golden Gun! He's been beaten. He's been battered. He's been bruised. STILL He gets up. I thought after the chokeslam to the outside it was going to be over. I thought that after the Uranage backbreaker/Knox Out combo it was going to be over... but it seems that the only superstar in AWA that can be considered “True Gold” has more heart, and he isn't ready to give up on his international title dreams!
Max punches the mat in frustration, his anger evident as he slowly makes his way to his feet. Gold crawls to the ropes, using their assistance to slowly make his way to his feet. Max is still down on one knee when Gold gets to his feet, and comes rushing in again. He jumps up, locking his legs around the big mans head, going for a standing headscissors. It seems his momentum just isn't enough to move the big man, however. Mid-maneuver, Maxim stands to his feet, and wrapping his own muscular arms around Gold's Waist, Gold's legs already around his head, he lifts Gold high into the air, and plants him with a sit-out powerbomb! Gold hits the mat, holding his back, screaming in pain. Maxim again goes for a pin, hooking the leg this time.
1! 2! THRE-AGAIN Gold gets a shoulder up. Maxim gets to his knees, and pulls on his hair, his face red from frustration. He begins hammering Gold with right hands while he's on the mat, and the referee warns him about the closed fist. Max stands up, and lifts Gold up with him, maneuvering Gold into the corner. Again, showing his power, Max lifts Gold up again in a powerbomb, and powerbombs him square into the turnbuckle!
Duff: Ouchtown, population John Gold!
It seems like Max isn't done however. He lifts Gold up, and positions him to hit the same turnbuckle powerbomb, for a second time!
Tex: Oh god! It looks like if Maxim can't beat John Gold, he'll be satisfied crippling the man! C'mon Terry, get in their, save your man!
Duff: I don't think thats necessary Tex!
Maxim lifts Gold up, but Gold uses the last amount of fight in his body, throwing right and left hands at Maxims exposed head. Maxim stumbles, and sets Gold on the top turnbuckle. Gold continues to hammer away at the big man, throwing everything he has at Maxim. Maxim's grip loosens, and Gold brings a right foot up, and kicks the big man in the face, sending Maxim stumbling backwards! Gold, seeing where he is, gets on the top rope, and dives off in a missile dropkick! It connects squarely with the big mans face, and he drops to the mat! Gold looks up from where he is, but delivering the dropkick took everything he had! He slowly tries to crawl over, collapsing while draping an arm across Maxim's chest.
Duff: Do it! Do it John! Bring the gold home for your Dad. Bring the gold home back to Gold's Gym. Show them the fight of a true champion. Defeat the Million Dollar Titan!
1.........2.....Thr-NO! Maxim gets the shoulder up just before the referee's hand hits the mat, and now its GOLD's turn to look frustrated. Fighting to his feet, he looks at the Titan's already injured knee, and grabs it, in attempts to lock on the Golden Deathlock again. Maxim reaches up and punches him in the head, and then again. After the third punch, Gold staggers back, and Maxim uses the ropes of the corner turnbuckle to pull himself to his feet. Gold delivers another dropkick, sending Maxim backwards into the corner, and backs up. Referee Richard Head comes over and is talking to Gold, and Terry Stone reaches into his pocket, pulling out an object. He holds it in his hand, and then making sure Head isn't looking, hits Maxim in the back of the skull with it! Maxim slumps in the turnbuckle, looking out of it.
Tex: Wait a second! What was that! I think Terry Stone just used an illegal object on the Worldbreaker!
Duff: You just urged Stone to do something, now that he did, you get upset? What a hypocrite!
Tex: This has been a match between two amazing superstars, and a beautiful contest about strength versus technique. I don't want to see someone win because of this!
Distracted by the referee, it seems John Gold has no clue his friend just interfered in his match. He walks over to Max, and grabs him by the head, pulling him out of the turnbuckle slightly. He gets Max in suplex position, and then clinches the leg for a fisherman suplex. It looks like he is aiming for 'Pure Gold'! He tries to hoist the big man over, but he is having trouble! He tries again, and still no result! The third time, he pops his hips and successfully brings the big man over, delivering his bridging fisherman suplex. The referee drops to the mat and counts it! 1...2...THRE-NO NO NO NO! Max Maxim kicks out of it, and he looks ANGRY. Fighting to his feet, Gold stares at the sitting Worldbreaker, and kicks him in the chest. Maxim makes an angry grunt, getting to his knees. Gold delivers another kick, and Maxim angrily responds by roaring at Gold, and grabbing him, deliving a belly to belly suplex, sending the proprietor of “Golds Gym” flying across the ring! Holding the back of his head angrily, he turns staring at Terry Stone, who looks left and right, then tries to play innocent pointing at himself mouthing, “who, me?!” The crowd goes wild, as Max rolls out of the ring, and begins chasing Stone off. Stone starts running circles around the ring while Max calmly stalks him in a brisk pace. However as Max turns another corner, he has a surprise waiting in store. John Gold, crouched down laying in wait for the Million Dollar titan. He comes running at the big man, diving off the ring steps and delivering a huge forearm smash to Maxim's head! Maxim staggers back, hitting the ring barrier. Gold comes rushing over to clothesline him over, but Maxim lifts Gold HIGH into the air in a flapjack! Gold comes crashing down stomach first on the ringside barrier, a loud “woomph” being heard as the air exits his lungs. Max grabs Gold off the ringside barrier, and high over his head into a military press! Gold tries to wriggle free, but Max throws him between the 2nd and top rope, dumping him unceremoniously into the ring! Max goes to climb in and as the ref is checking on Gold. With his right foot up on the apron, his arms on the second rope, his left foot carrying his weight on the floor, Maxim is suddenly taken out when Terry Stone chop blocks the back of Max's left knee! Stone rolls away and walks away looking innocent while Maxim holds his knee in pain. The Referee has been counting, and the referee's count is at 4, and he looks out at Maxim. He stares at Stone, pointing at him then Maxim, but Stone shakes his head and waves the ref off. 5! Maxim is fighting to his hands and knees, still holding his left knee. 6! He is almost to his feet! 7! He's on his feet, near the ring apron. 8! Rather than attempt to climb in like he was going to, he walks to the ringsteps, slowly hobbling up them! 9!
Tex: I don't think Maxim's going to make it back in! I think that taking the steps has cost him too much time! I think he's about to get counted out!
At 9 ½, Maxim steps over the top rope into the ring. Terry Stone looks absolutely stunned on the outside that Maxim still made the count, while on the inside of the ring John Gold looks frustrated beyond belief. John slowly takes his time, waiting for Maxim to make his move, and as Maxim moves in, John drops him with a drop toe hold, but immediately turns that into the Golden Deathlock! Maxim reaches out, his fingertips brushing the bottom rope, but not close enough to grab on. With a desperate lunge, Maxim reaches out and grabs hold, but Gold still refuses to let go of the hold. Again at 4, Gold releases, pulling his hair trying to figure out what needs to be done to make this Titan give up!
Duff: Maxim isn't going anywhere it seems! It seems like Execution's Big Man is eager for Gold of his own! I mean, he's been here for a month, and this is his first opportunity at a title shot. It looks like the Unchained Executioner is dead set on getting his ham hocks on Fang or Shipman, who ever wins the ladder match tonight!
Maxim pulls himself up with the ropes. Still stutter-stepping, hobbling due to the damage his left knee has suffered, John Gold senses blood in the water, and comes rushing in, in attempts to clothesline Max back over the top rope. Instead, Maxim sidesteps him, and irish whips him into the ropes hard! As Gold comes bouncing back, Max tosses him into the air for a flapjack, a move reminiscent of moments ago when Gold landed stomach first across the ring barrier. This time however, Max isn't allowing gravity to do the dirty work. With Gold a good 2 feet higher in the air than the 7 footers head, Max grabs Gold by the head in cutter position, and drops! Gold falls nine feet, and lands head first thanks to the cutter, and is sprawled out!
Tex: Oh My God! Clash of the Titans! Clash of the Titans!
Duff: Terrible remake, whats your point!
Tex: Its what he calls the move, jerk! The move that just laid out John Gold. I don't think the Pure Gold Superstar is moving!
Max crawls, draping an arm across the chest, but referee Richard Head doesn't start administering the count. Terry Stone has leapt onto the ring apron, and is distracting the referee! Max looks up, see's this, and gets to his feet, hobbling. With Stone distracted by distracting Referee Head, Max lands a picture perfect bicycle kick on Stone! Stone goes flying, crashing face first into the announce table, crumpling at ringside, a small trickle of blood appearing on his forehead. Max turns back to the still laying prone John Gold. He drops back down, hooking the leg!
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2!
THR-NO!
Duff: Are you kidding me! What the heck! Look at the fight here! How did John Gold kick out of that!
Tex: I'm guessing that Max took too much time handling Terry Stone! It gave Gold some time to recover!
Gold is trying to get to his feet, but its obvious that he probably doesn't even know where he is! Maxim is slowly fighting to his feet, but its also obvious that his left knee is in no condition to do much of anything! These two men have taken everything the others had to give, and just won't stop! They keep piling it on, one after another! They stare at each other, and circle. The know that the other doesn't have much left, and it will be a matter of who's gas tank runs dry first.
Tex: Dear god, Duff- what an opening for Full Throttle 2, and it isn't even OVER yet! These two men just won't lay down!
Duff: Say what you will, Tex, but its obvious that these men are here with something to prove, and to me personally, they proved it, no matter who wins!
Tex: Wow, I'm surprised to hear you say that Duff-
Duff: Of course the winner will be the only one that gets the credit, but the other man should be recognized here!
Tex: Thats what I was waiting for...
The fans are cheering both men as they circle each other, and lock up. Gold tries to hip toss the larger man, but he blocks it, and goes for a short arm clothesline! Gold reverses the short arm clothesline, and goes for another crossface! Maxim reverses the crossface attempt, lifting him up for a chokeslam, but Gold reverses out of that, into a victory roll!
1!
2
NO! Maxim kicks out at 2, and fights to his hands and knees. Gold goes for an Oklahoma roll, again rolling up Maxim! 1...2...No again! Again Maxim won't stay down. Maxim fights to his feet, but Gold goes for the school boy, this time with a handful of tights!
Duff: This is how John Gold beat Anthony Phoenix when he was Universal Champion just a few weeks ago!
Tex: Right you are, Duff- might we see him pull it off again?!
Max Maxim is just not going to lay down, however! AGAIN, the big man kicks out of a difficult predicament, and the crowd goes nuts to see the Unchained Executioner still in this one! From the farthest reaches of the arena, the chant breaks out and you can hear it as it fills the air...
“THIS IS AWESOME” TAP TAP TAP TAP TAP “THIS IS AWESOME” TAP TAP TAP TAP TAP-
John Gold looks at Max and literally screams at him, “WHAT DO I HAVE TO DO TO BEAT YOU!?” Max just slaps his own chest as he reaches his feet, calling Gold to bring it on. Gold starts to rush in, but the ring technician is too smart for such a rookie mistake and so feigns a double leg takedown, before coming up with a european uppercut! The big man falls back into the corner, and John Gold takes a running leap, landing a huge splash in the corner. Gold backs up, and comes rushing in again, but this time Maxim flapjacks Gold a third time, this time dropping Gold face first on the top of the turnbuckle, in a huge snake eyes! Gold stumbles back, stunned! Max shows surprising agility, and jumps grabbing gold by the back of the head, and drags Gold face first into his right knee in a HUGE Codebreaker! He doesn't release however, and maneveurs it so he has Gold locked in a Gogoplata!
Tex: Maxim Deathride! Gold is in the center of the ring, with no hopes of getting to the ropes! Can he get out of this somehow?!
Gold is turning red, and tries to reach out with a foot to get to the ropes, but they're too far! He starts trying to deliver right hands to Maxim, but the Worldbreaker refuses to let go of the hold! Gold is fighting with everything in his power, his face turning from red to purple. The right hands begin to slow down, and his right arm goes up like its going to tap!
Duff: Is Gold going to tap out!? He looks like he has to, but doesn't want to!
Gold, with his face purple, still refuses to tap out, fighting the Deathride with every fiber of his being. His arm is still up, and shaking visibly. The crowd is behind John, trying to cheer him out of the hold, but with nowhere to go, and no way of escape, it looks like tapping out is the only escape! Still Gold refuses to tap out, fighting it, fighting the hold! After another 20 seconds of holding out, he slumps against Maxim. Referee Richard Head rushes over, and lifts Gold's right arm into the air...
Only for it to drop limply down. 1!
He grabs his right hand again, lifting it into the air again...
Again it falls limply to earth. 2!
Richard Head grabs the right hand again, and again raises it to the air. He holds it momentarily, before letting it go, and the crowd holds their breath. They watch in silence, as the arm, hanging in the air, falls limply to the earth a third time. 3!
Head calls for the bell, signaling this one is over!
Stormy: Your Winner... and NEEEWWWWWW #1 Contender for the International Title... the Unchained Executioner... MAX MAXXXXXXXXXXIM!
Tex: Holy Hell, what resilience from John Gold! Refusing to tap out, he passed out from the pain before giving up!
Duff: What about Max Maxim? Again the big man scores a victory in the AWA! This time, for a chance at International Title Gold! Something to keep in mind though, is that He just unseated his fellow Executioner Morbius Tassius as the #1 contender for the International Title! How is THAT going to play out Tex?
Tex: I guess we won't know until Insomnia, Duff! Dear God what heart shown by these two men. The RESILIENCE of these two men has been incredible Duff. Watch both these men, Duff, mark my words, both their careers are going places! John Gold put on an awesome display of technique and skill, but in the end the overwhelming power of the Worldbreaker was just too much!
Duff: I would have paid to see that match as a main event, and this is how Full Throttle has KICKED OFF! Dear God what a show. It only gets better from here folks!
Tex: Congratulations, Max Maxim, the NEW #1 Contender for the International Title!
The camera follows Max Maxim who walks backwards up the ramp way, his arm held victoriously in the air, as the crowd cheers like mad. He makes a belt motion, smiling through the pain, and continues to hobble up the ramp way, stopping under the titantron before disappearing in the back.
Winner: Max Maxim
The show comes back from a pre-view of the elimination chamber and Morbius is standing in the ring wearing his faded blue jeans, an Execution hoodie and the tag title belt over his shoulder. He has a mic in his hand and the crowd is going wild. He has a smirk across his face when he starts to talk.
Morbius: So tonight at Full Throttle we are about to see history in the making. We are gonna see an Elimination chamber match for the Universal Championship. That’s not what I am out here for though. Tonight Ebony and I are going up against the West Coast Connection to defend our Tag Team Titles. It is going to be a brutal match but let’s just say that Execution isn’t worried in the least bit. Today we end the thoughts that anyone has who thinks that they have a chance in beating us.
The crowd goes nuts again and Morbius pauses before he continues.
Morbius: But I have another thing that I want to talk to you all about. In the past couple weeks I have been dealing with Fang a lot. I have been beaten, humiliated and worst of all I have been underestimated. We won our tag match against the “family” but that is not all that I want out of this. I want to settle things with Fang once and for all but I can’t do that here. My plans go all the way to Wrestlequest if they play out right. I’m just letting you all know that the war is far from over and you are going to be shocked and amazed at what happens next.
Morbius drops the mic as Not Falling blares over the PA system and the crowd goes nuts again. The show cuts to the backstage for some more happening news.
The camera comes up backstage, where it is standing outside the locker room of none other than Shane West, AWA's current Universal Champion. Paige Harris steps into the picture with a smile.
Paige: Hey folks, Paige Harris here to get the few final words from our Universal Champion-
The door behind her, the one that leads into Shane's locker room jerks open and he steps into the doorway, Universal Title hanging over his shoulder. He is glaring daggers down at Paige, who looks shocked that the door swung open behind her.
Shane: Few Final Words? Expecting me not to do well inside the Elimination Chamber there Paige?
Paige: Thats not what I-
Shane: Its ok, Paige. Everyone else is underestimating me too. Everyone else has spent the last 7 days talking about how I'm soft, I'm fake, I'm a joke. Now- a mere few moments from the main event, no one is laughing. The Devil's playground is opening her mouth, and will swallow each of us six men whole. Locked in, my opponents will have nowhere to go.
Paige: No what I mean is-
Shane: You mean to tell me that I too have nowhere to go inside the Devil's Playground, but I don't have any plans to. you see, this is MY Universal Title on my shoulder. This is where its going to get difficult for the other five men to comprehend. Well, lets take it back to a mentality ALL of you can understand. I mean, Toddi's a child, Crow's mentally unstable, Hank Henry is a drunk, Idol's an asshole, and Phoenix is dumbass. The thing you five boys need to understand is- This is MINE. I don't like it when people try to take my things. You five are coming for it, but after tonight, you'll be Prime Examples of what happens if you try to end the Universal Title Reign of Shane West too early.
Oh, and to our make up clad Heath Ledger-Joker-wannabe-nutcake owner. I have said it once, I'll say it again. You stick your nose into this Elimination Chamber match, where it doesn't belong, be prepared to lose it. I'll bite the damn thing off if I have to, but if you stick your nose in MY universal title match, be prepared for not only your nose but half your face to get taken off. So THOSE are my 'final words' Paige.
Paige: Um...ok. No, you were longwinded enough this week about your match. I was trying to get your last minute opinion about the tag title match up? Ebony Mae and Morbius Tassius versus Bill Barnhart and Th1rt3en?
Shane: ...
Shane just stares at her like she's insane, steps back into his locker room, and slams the door in her face. Camera fades to black.
We hear TAKING CARE OF BUSINESS by Bachman Turner Overdrive hit the speakers and the attention of the fans is directed to the entrance area. We see Bill Barnhart walk out from the backstage area with mic in hand. He walks under the TRON and stop in front of the TRON. He looks around at the crowd and he receives a mostly negative reaction from them due to his anti-Cowboys rant earlier in the week. The music dies down and Barnhart raises the mic to his mouth and makes some comments.
Boo all you want punks! The Oakland Raiders was already one of the top National Football League teams years before the Cowboys were conceived so don't even try to tell me that they didn't copy the Raiders in their uniform colors!
The crowd gets louder in their boos toward Bill Barnhart but he doesn't care.
I see we have an interesting Card tonight for this Pay-per-View. I especially wish to comment on two matches other than my match. I know Chris Shipman is more than able to take out Fang and I hope my defeat of him last week woke him up. Fang is like the Cowboys in that he is a wannabe Bill Barnhart. He wants to claim to be the face and money draw of Asylum Wrestling Alliance but we all know that I am the face and money draw around here. Once Shipman is done with Jonathan Porter maybe Fang would like to settle our little disagreement in the wrestling ring? Probably not...since he only seems to do underhanded sneak attacks instead of confronting the issues head-on and face-to-face.
Bill drops the mic to give the crowd time to boo him again.
I hope you are having fun booing me because after me and Th1rt3en defeat Morbius and Ebony tonight you will be cheering me. The other match I wish to comment on is the Main Event. I don't think Shane West, the newly crowned Universal Champion, is planning on losing the Universal Title the week after he won it from Anthony Phoenix. However in an Elimination Chamber match anything can happen, and it often does. Any one of the wrestlers involved can win this match and I cannot even stand here a make a prediction. I just feel it would be even more damaging to Morbius Tassius if Shane West retains the Universal Title Belt so that Morbius will realize that dumping West as his Tag Team Partner was, as the line in the movie Pretty Woman goes, YOU MADE A MISTAKE...A BIG MISTAKE!!!
The crowd gets really loud booing Barnhart so he has to stop talking until they quiet down. As soon as they are quiet he continues with his comments.
Tonight you are going to watch perfection to the max when me and Th1rt3en step into the ring and slam dunk Morbius Tassius and Ebony Mae through a table or two. And with this win tonight I become Asylum Wrestling Alliance Tag Team Champion for my third time and I become a two-time Grand Slam Award winner. And then, probably the Insomnia after this Pay-per-View, I have the pleasure of facing off against the computer geek Ty The Tech Guy. When we meet in that Grudge Match he is going to find out what Plug-and-Play means when I shove my foot up his ass and play him for the fool that he is! I will beat down Mister Tech Guy so hard that all his memory will be wiped out. Nobody plays me for a fool like he did and gets away with it!
The crowd gets so noisy that you cannot hear yourself think. Bill waits for the crowd to quiet down but this time they don't. They launch into a chant of TY THE TECH GUY! TY THE TECH GUY!! TY THE TECH GUY!!! Since Bill cannot say anything which could be heard over the noise of the chanting crowd, he drops the mic to the floor and then he turns and walks back under the TRON to return to the backstage area as TAKING CARE OF BUSINESS by Bachman Turner Overdrive hits the speakers.
Morbius Tassius & Ebony Mae© (Execution) vs. Th1rt3en & Bill Barnhart (West Coast Connection)
Tex: What an opening, eh Duff? Max Maxim overpowers John Gold to become the NEW #1 contender for Fang's title!
Duff: Gold gave it all he had, but still fell short to the big man... of course, That will be the only win Execution's coming home with today, because up next-
Tex: We have the tag team match that has been brewing for months. The newly reformed West Coast Connection are aiming for Tag Team Gold. That puts them directly on the very dominant path of Morbius Tassius, and new AWA Superstar, Ebony Mae.
Duff: She'll probably hurt me for saying it, but damn the things I'd do to that woman.
Tex: Right. Moving right along, we've had teasers for this match over the past few weeks, first when Morbius defeated Bulldog Bill in the center of that very ring, and then again when Ebony and Th1rt3en met up, with Ebony scoring the pinfall victory. So with the Tag Team Champions, Execution, pinning both members of the West Coast Connection, do you still stand by your prediction of the West Coast Connection coming out victorious?
Duff: The bookie already has my money Tex, too late to change my mind now!
Tex: Then the only thing left is to hand it off to Stormy Canyon to introduce our teams!
Stormy: This is a Tag Team Tables match for the AWA Tag Team Championship! To win, you must put a member of the opposing team through a table. Entering first, weighing in at 515 lbs, they are the team of Th1rt3en and Bulldog Bill Barnhart...The are the WEST COAST CONNECTION!
The opening chant of Centre of Eternity begins to play as smoke fills the top of the ramp way. Pink and purple lights hit the fog as behind it a strobe light simulates lightning. As they rise up from the floor, the music kicks in and out from the middle of the smoke walks Bill and 13. They flex, then look at each other and sprint to the ring. 13 shakes the ropes as Bill slides in under, then once both men are inside the ring they do a fist bump and take off their jackets.
Stormy: ...and their opponents, the current Tag Team Champions of the AWA, weighing in at 385 lbs, they are Ebony Mae, and Morbius Tassius, they are... EXECUTION!
The lights go out, and a strobe appears at the top of the ramp, lighting it in reds and whites. Morbius steps onto the rampway, his tag team title strapped around his waist, posing for the fans. Ebony is two steps behind him, emerging from behind the curtain, holding her tag team championship over her shoulder. As “Been to Hell” blasts over the loudspeakers, they walk down the rampway, with Morbius shaking hands with various fans along the way. The two Executioners step into the ring, and hand their tag titles to referee Chip Long, who holds the belts over his head, showing everyone what is on the line in this tag team tables matchup. He hands the belts to the ring assistant, who takes them, and then looking at the competitors, before calling for the bell.
Duff: Off we go Tex! So they have to put their opponents through wood, but I have to tell you Tex, Ebony has me already-