[IPW] Into the Meatgrinder

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INVINCIBLE PRO WRESTLING presents

INTO THE MEATGRINDER

 

August 26, 2013

 

The building had been vacant for a very long time. The smell kept even the most desperate vagrants and junkies from claiming the space. It couldn't keep John "Nemesis" Campbell away. "This is it!" he said as he proudly pushed open the door.

 

Gil Thomas stepped out of the street and into the darkness. The short brick building was nothing special from the outside. The interior was even less spectacular. It was a huge vaulted room of brick, concrete, and steel. A broken skylight lit the room, and dust motes floated around dangling chains that ended in rusty meat hooks. Just stepping inside merited a tetanus shot. Gil shook his head in disbelief. "What are those gutters on the floor?" he asked.

 

"They're for blood! This used to be a slaughterhouse. Cows would come in through that big door in the back. It connects to the rail yard next door," Nemesis beamed and pointed to the corral in the middle. "This was the killing floor!"

 

"That explains the smell."

 

"Yeah, but you'll get used to it. This place drips atmosphere."

 

"I'm not sure if this is atmosphere," said Gil, eyeing a patch of slime on the floor. "Are you sure that this is a good idea? We could just as easily find a space down in Santa Monica or Venice Beach. Where there's foot traffic, tourists, and police."

 

"I don't give Brother Grimm credit for much, but tying your promotion to a venue was great branding. He wasn't just selling wrestling. He was selling an experience. You can say what you will about the Warehouse, but it was cool," Nemesis explained. "We can do the same thing here. Liquor and food in a back yard. Brawls on the killing floor. Live bands the rest of the week."

 

"It seems derivative."

 

Nemesis agreed. "In the wrestling business, there's no sincerer form of flattery than blatantly ripping off your competition."

 

Gil's shoulders slumped in defeat and fished around inside his pocket for the corporate checkbook. "Okay, then. It's cheap, at least," he said. "What would you like to call it?"

 

"The Slaughterhouse!"

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INVINCIBLE PRO WRESTLING

presents

MEAT GRINDER

 

January 18, 2014

 

John "Nemesis" Campbell cordially invites you to the grand opening of Invincible Pro Wrestling's exclusive venue, the Slaughterhouse! Join us for an evening of blood and guts combat on the wrong side of the tracks. Beer, cocktails, and hand-crafted sausage will be served before the show.

 

The American Dream Team v. Axis of Awesome

Dark Match

 

BB Colossus v. Ray Snow

Dark Match

 

Frantic Ali v. Lil Henry

Contendership Match

Frantic Ali and Lil Henry battle for a shot at the IPW Championship. Can the lone gun take out the big man, or will size matter?

 

Lug Phelan © v. Fiasco Fierce

IPW Californian Championship Match

Fiasco lost the Californian Championship to BB Colossus over a year ago. Now that the behemoth is out of the picture, he's decided to test his luck against IPW's fightin' Irishman. Will Fiasco rap his way to victory, or will we hear Lug's fists rapping on his skull instead?

 

Deadly Deadshot v. The Outlaw

It's a western showdown as IPW's fastest guns face off in the squared circle. Will Deadshot stay on target, or will the Texas Tornado leave a trail of wreckage in his path?

 

Coulrophobia © v. The Night Terrors

Ladders and Tables Match

IPW's resident frights agree to a best-two-out-of-three series of gruesome death matches in order to see which team blinks first. Winner takes the IPW Tag Championship. The first match features a hazardous playground of ladders and tables!

 

Hustle Muvva © v. Masked Stranger

IPW Championship Match

The Masked Stranger lost the championship last month at IPW's Christmas in Compton. Tonight he gets his rematch against the Hustler in the Slaughterhouse's first main event.

[Voeltzwagon]

Hell to the yeah. More West Coast hardcore action.

[Uncrewed]

The American Dream Team v. Axis of Awesome

Dark Match

 

BB Colossus v. Ray Snow

Dark Match

 

Frantic Ali v. Lil Henry

 

Lug Phelan © v. Fiasco Fierce

IPW Californian Championship Match

 

Deadly Deadshot v. The Outlaw

 

Coulrophobia © v. The Night Terrors

Ladders and Tables Match

 

Hustle Muvva © v. Masked Stranger

IPW Championship Match

[Midnightnick]

The American Dream Team v. Axis of Awesome

Dark Match

 

BB Colossus v. Ray Snow

Dark Match

 

Frantic Ali v. Lil Henry

 

Lug Phelan © v. Fiasco Fierce

IPW Californian Championship Match

 

Deadly Deadshot v. The Outlaw

 

Coulrophobia © v. The Night Terrors

Ladders and Tables Match

 

Hustle Muvva © v. Masked Stranger

IPW Championship Match

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MEAT GRINDER

January 18, 2014

 

The opening dark matches take place while most of the audience is mingling in the bar.

 

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BB COLOSSUS v. RAY SNOW

Singles match

 

BB Colossus enters the ring like an old man easing into a hot bath, giving Ray Snow ample time to unleash a series of MMA kicks and strikes. Nothing seems to bother the big man, who responds with a sickening head butt. He then grabs Snow by the neck and tosses him into the turn buckle. He hits the COLOSSUS AVALANCHE, and much to the crowd's relief, this stinker is over.

 

BB Colossus wins via pinfall.

 

GRADE 25/E

Notes: The very vocal crowd treats BB Colossus with utter contempt.

 

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THE AMERICAN DREAM TEAM v. AXIS OF AWESOME

Singles match

 

Stanley Axis and Ash Barnaby hit the ring enthusiastically while the crowd stifles a yawn. The American Dream Team, Kip Keenan and T-Bone Bright, charge into the ring and immediate start throwing fists. Referee Jeffery Davis pulls them apart and starts the match.

 

T-Bone gets trapped in the Axis of Awesome's corner and gets tossed to the floor. Axis and Barnaby double-team him for a bit before Keenan breaks it up. The hot-tag is made, and Keenan nails Axis with a drop kick to the outside. Barnaby takes a belly-to-belly suplex.

 

The American Dream Team wins via pinfall.

 

GRADE 28/E

Notes: The very vocal crowd treats T-Bone Bright with utter contempt.

 

The house lights drop and Slayer's "Reign in Blood" rolls through the room. With a sly smirk, John "Nemesis" Campbell strolls down the aisle. His black three-piece suit leaves the impression of a monstrous outlaw biker who had launched an IPO on Wall Street. With a microphone in-hand, he steps into the middle of the ring as the crowd begins to warm.

 

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NEMESIS:

For 18 months, Invincible Pro Wrestling has been reinventing itself as the source of modern, hard-hitting wrestling on the West Coast. Tonight marks the culmination of a dream and the dawn of a new era. We now have a place where, each week, you can come and see some of the hottest young talents put their bodies on the line for glory and gold. Welcome to the Slaughterhouse!

 

The crowd cheers wildly.

 

NEMESIS:

It wouldn't be much of a christening if we didn't spill a little booze... or blood! So let's get down to brass tacks. And I may mean that literally. Tonight we've got Frantic Ali and Lil Henry fighting for a shot at the IPW Championship. Coulrophobia and the Night Terrors are in the first of three balls-out deathmatches for the IPW Tag Team Championship. And in our main event, Hustle Muvva defends his title against the Maaaaaasked Stranger!

GRADE 75/B-

 

Nemesis leaves the ring. Moses Makesh and Luther Judge kick off the show at the announcers' table.

 

MOSES:

This is a hellova line-up for our inaugural show outta the Slaughterhouse!

 

LUTHER:

Damn straight. Let's get it on!

 

A thumping bass beat reverberates throughout the Slaughterhouse as Lil Henry rumbles down the aisle. His manager, Anselm Briggs, dressed in a smart business suit, follows close behind.

 

LUTHER:

Look at the size of this monster! Ali's givin' up at least 100 pounds to this beast!

 

Moments later, Frantic Ali storms down the aisle with a steel chair in hand!

 

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FRANTIC ALI v. LIL HENRY w/ ANSELM BRIGGS

Singles match for Contendership for the IPW Championship

 

Frantic Ali charges into Henry with a stiff chair shot to the back, which bowls the big man out of the ring. Ali rolls after him and unloads with a series of kicks. Anselm Briggs bravely interferes, which gives Henry time to regain his footing. He whips Ali into the announcers' table, which scatters Moses and Luther. He then crushes Ali against the barricade. The match would have ended shortly if Ali hadn't gotten his hands on the ring bell and knocked Henry senseless. This left the brawler with the unenviable problem of getting a 375 lb man back into the ring for the pin.

 

As Frantic Ali struggles to drag Henry to his feet, a man in a Masked Stranger mask jumps the barricade and nails Ali with a pipe. Blood starts flowing freely. The masked man calls over Briggs and the two men roll Ali into the ring. Henry stumbles to his feet and lumbered through the ropes for the pin.

 

Ali kicks out at the last minute and weakly manages to catch Henry in the face with a chair. The big man falls. Ali drapes him with a chair and climbs to the second rope. He hits an ugly elbow drop and rolls up the big man for the win.

 

Frantic Ali wins via pinfall

.

 

GRADE 35/E+

Notes: Anselm Briggs and Lil Henry have good chemistry. Lil Henry and Frantic Ali have pretty good chemistry.

 

Ali's head bleeds heavily. He holds his arms up in victory, but his eyes betray a burning rage. During the melee, the mysterious Masked Stranger disappeared through the crowd.

 

LUTHER:

Frantic Ali is not the kind of man you wanna cross. When you come at the king, you best not miss!

 

MOSES:

Heads will roll, brother. You can count on it!

 

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DEADLY DEADSHOT v. THE OUTLAW

Singles match

 

The match begins with an exchange of fast punches until the Outlaw catches Deadshot with an unexpected lariat. He follows with an array of stomps and rest moves until the masked assassin rolls out of the ring to catch his breath. The Outlaw follows, but finds himself on the wrong end of a low blow.

 

Deadshot tries to mount an offence, but the cowboy reverses an Irish whip and slams him into the barricade. The Outlaw rolls the masked man into the ring. He attempts a powerbomb, but Deadshot slips over his shoulder and catches him with a small package -- with pulled tights -- and wins via pinfall.

 

Deadshot wins via flash pinfall.

 

GRADE 17/F+

Notes: The very vocal crowd treats The Outlaw with utter contempt.

 

Deadshot flees the ring immediately after the match, leaving the Outlaw cursing and spitting.

 

LUTHER:

Looks like the Outlaw was outgunned!

 

MOSES:

What Deadshot lacks in size, he certainly makes up for it with balls.

 

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The camera cuts to the front of the house, where some of the IPW wrestlers are busy selling merchandise between matches. The Masked Stranger stands behind a table and shows one of his trademark masks to a drunken fan.

 

STRANGER:

This could be yours for just $9.99!

 

The crowd parts and Frantic Ali, still dripping in sweat and blood from the opening match, pushes his way to the front. The Stranger looks surprised.

 

ALI:

You cagey son-of-a-bitch!

 

Ali dives over the merchandise table. Masks and t-shirts go everywhere as the two men engage in a wild brawl. The fans start cheering as Ali rains blow after blow onto the Stranger's head. With a sinister grin, he picks up the masked man and slams him through the table. Satisfied with his work, he grabs a handful of masks and throws them into the crowd.

 

ALI:

Clearance sale! On the house!

GRADE 24/E

 

MOSES:

I knew that Ali was pissed off, but that outburst is going to put tonight's match between Hustle and the Stranger in trouble!

 

LUTHER:

There's no way that the Stranger is going to be ready to face the champ after a beatin' like that!

 

MOSES:

We'll find out soon enough. Now we've got an IPW Californian Championship Match.

 

LUTHER:

I've been lookin' forward to this one! No one in IPW throws a punch like Lug Phelan!

 

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LUG PHELAN © v. FIASCO FIERCE

Singles match for the IPW Californian Championship

 

Fiasco calls for a microphone to address the crowd, but Lug slaps it out of his hand. A brawl ensues as the two competitors exchange blows. Lug gets the upper hand, and Fiasco escapes to the outside to create some separation. Lug follows his prey and eats a chair for his trouble. The crowd showers the ring with garbage.

 

Fiasco rolls Lug into the ring for the pin, but Lug kicks out and elbows Fiasco in the throat. Fiasco reels, but manages to duck a big boot that sends Lug into the corner. Fiasco whips Lug into the ropes, but misses his clothesline and gets caught with a high knee. Lug hits Fiasco with a gutwrench backbreaker and goes for the pin.

 

Lug Phelan wins via pinfall.

 

Grade 37/D-

Notes: The very vocal crowd treats Fiasco Fierce with utter contempt.

 

MOSES:

Lug Phelan retains the championship!

 

LUTHER:

That was one hellova move!

 

MOSES:

Next up we've got...

 

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Frantic Ali's music thunders throughout the room. The brawler stomps down to the ring and commandeers a microphone.

 

LUTHER:

It looks like Frantic Ali isn't done with us for tonight!

 

ALI:

I wanna talk to the boss!

 

With little fanfare, John "Nemesis" Campbell strides out to the top of the entrance ramp. He does not look amused.

 

ALI:

Listen here, bossman. I don't think that the Masked Stranger is gonna be able to compete tonight. I saw him outside a few minutes ago and he wasn't lookin' so well.

 

NEMESIS:

Really? That doesn't have anything to do with getting tossed against a wall and thrown through a table, does it?

 

ALI:

What can I say? We live in troubling times. Masked men wander around inflicting violence on innocent folk like me. Ain't no one going to use Frantic Ali as their whipping boy!

 

The crowd cheers.

 

ALI:

And the fact stands... you need a main event, and there's only one contender left in the house!

 

NEMESIS:

Okay. You've got me this time, but don't ride the line too close or you'll fall off.

 

Nemesis and Ali stare holes into each other for a few moments before the boss disappears backstage. Ali grins and drops the microphone defiantly.

GRADE 46/D

 

MOSES:

You're kidding me! We have a new main event!

 

LUTHER:

Ali's already been through a match tonight, though. There's no way he can deliver the goods!

 

The crowd cheers as a pair of stage hands litter the ring with folding tables and steel ladders.

 

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COULROPHOBIA v. THE NIGHT TERRORS

Ladders and tables match. First of three for the IPW Tag Team Championship

 

The house lights drop for moment. When they return, the Night Terrors are creeping around the ring like demented spiders. "Send in the Clowns" interrupts their capering as Hellech and Pierrot ride down to the ring on unicycles. Without hesitation, the Night Terrors greet the champions with a suicide dive through the ropes. The crowd erupts.

 

The fight goes back and forth as both teams take turns trading high spots. Hellech climbs a ladder and hits Babau with a wicked leg drop. Moroi moonsaults Pierrot through a table. Its evenly matched until Pierrot traps Babau on the top rope. Coulrophobia drive him through another table with Send in the Clowns.

 

Coulrophobia wins via pinfall.

GRADE 38/D-

 

The crowd cheers as the sinister clowns stagger backstage.

 

LUTHER:

That was a hellish match! I don't know how those crazy bastards do it week-in, week-out.

 

MOSES:

We'll see more of that next week as our best-out-of-three series continues!

 

LUTHER:

This is what happens when mommas don't love their babies.

 

For the third time this evening, Frantic Ali storms the ring. His head his bandaged, but he's ready for battle.

 

LUTHER:

It's time! It's time for the main event!

 

MOSES:

We gots Frantic Ali here... and here comes the Hustle!

 

Cindy steps down to the ring wearing something made out of a string. Hustle Muvva follows close behind. While Cindy woos the crowd, Hustle keeps his eyes on the unpredictable brawler.

 

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HUSTLE MUVVA © w/ CINDY v. FRANTIC ALI

Singles match for the IPW Championship

 

Both men face-off in the ring. The bell rings and Ali swings wildly, but Hustle ducks and whips the challenger into the ropes. Ali is floored by a clothesline, and Hustle immediately starts laying punches into Ali's bandaged head. Ali counters with a low blow and tosses Hustle out of the ring.

 

Cindy tries to help Hustle to his feet, but Ali chases her off and tosses him over the guard rail. The fans go nuts. Hustle blocks a punch and lands an ugly head butt, splitting open Ali even further. The crowd parts while both men brawl into a row of chairs. Ali catches Hustle with a high knee and tosses him back over the guard rail.

 

Hustle rolls into the ring, and Ali comes close after him with chair. He swings and misses. Hustle hoists Ali into a suplex, but both men collapse into a heap. The referee begins counting as both men stagger to their feet. Ali gets there first and lays Hustle low with a double-axe handle. He hoists Hustle over his shoulder and hits a death valley driver.

 

Frantic Ali wins the IPW Championship via pinfall.

 

GRADE 52/D+

 

MOSES:

Ali wins the championship after a wild ass brawl!

 

LUTHER:

Damn!

 

MOSES:

We'll see you next month, folks!

 

FINAL GRADE 50/D+

[Sternum]

Thanks for following so far! The first card turned into a debacle because GSW signed away Fiasco Fierce, Masked Stranger, Kip Keenan, and Hustle Muvva the day after I pre-booked it. Frantic Ali is the only guy that accepted a new contract, so I had to shuffle him around into the championship to avoid looking like a fool. This was not the original plan.

 

We need to replace our poached workers. Things to consider are the fact that our main event has been decimated, we don't have any skilled hands to teach our rookies, and we could definitely use an experienced tag team.

 

Some singles workers that I have my eye on:

• Bradford Peverell
  
• Findlay O'Farraday
  
• Sayeed Ali
  
• The Silencer
  

 

And some teams:

• The Philly Blondes (Ash Campbell and Nelson Callum)
  
• The Good Ol' Boys (Wooton Fitzpaine and Thimbleby Langton)
  
• Death Row (Knuckles and Shady K)
  
• Dean Waldorf and Marv Stadtler (The Ring Generals)
  

 

Who should we draft?

[Voeltzwagon]

The switch to Frantic Ali honestly isn't a bad one. He can really help your final grade out a lot by being in the main event picture.

 

Do be careful on some guys when grabbing them. I know from experience The Silencer is a good person to have backstage, but in a place like IPW he isn't great match wise because he won't go above medium risk matches. Would have to check the others but I want to say Peverell is the same way. Sayeed Ali is a good choice as well as his old stable mate Slim V. Jerry Martin is also another pretty good pick. Just try to avoid those that are very and extremely conservative.

 

Out of who you have listed tag teams I want to say The Ring Generals might be the only ones that might give you problems. Never used them in a hardcore fed before.

[KnowYourEnemy]

Some singles workers that I have my eye on:

 

Bradford Peverell

Findlay O'Farraday

Sayeed Ali

The Silencer

 

 

And some teams:

 

The Philly Blondes (Ash Campbell and Nelson Callum)

The Good Ol' Boys (Wooton Fitzpaine and Thimbleby Langton)

Death Row (Knuckles and Shady K)

Dean Waldorf and Marv Stadtler (The Ring Generals)

 

O'Farraday is a beast, and will work very high injury/content matches. He's a bid expensive. Sayeed Ali is a good pickup. I've had good experiences with FCW's Mutant and any/all of the Latino Kings (Jesus Chavez, Rudy Velaquez and Hector Gallindo) in hardcore feds. Peverell should work in high content/injury matches, and has great basics and solid hardcore skills. I've used Weird Waldow Outlaw pretty well, and had some success with Raul Darkness/The Darkness Warrior. Madman Boone is another great pickup if you've hit small.

 

A common mistake is to confuse Hardcore Ability and the liberal attribute. A majority of hardcore workers refuse to work very high injury/risk matches. The Architect, Matt Hocking and Ash Campbell will work a deathmatch, but won't work it very well -- you can always make a "normal match" ultimate deathmatch for them. Liberal workers with low hardcore skills make decent long-term projects to "teach the ways" of the hardcore.

 

Rich and Famous (Jake Idol & Jackpot Jordan) isn't a name you see often recommended in hardcore feds, but I've yet to find two workers better suited to the assignment. Jake Idol, in particular, is a must pick up. His brawling skills and hardcore skills are terrific and he has some of the better basics in the smaller feds. The Southern Stars (Tennessee William & Animal Harker) do well in a brawling environment, however they won't work high risk/high injury. Similar story for the Island Boys (Rhino Umaga/Akima Brave).

[Sternum]

Thanks for reminding me about the necessity for a liberal attitude. I haven't played a hardcore fed since the game was released, so it totally slipped my mind. Weeding out the conservative workers really shortened my shortlist.

 

As much as I love Findlay, I'm going to pass on him. He tends to open up Pro Wrestling Max right in our backyard, and I'd hate to build my main event around a future competitor.

 

I'm finding IPW a challenge to book because the workers are awful, the crowd hates half of my roster, and the war with GSW keeps throwing monkey wrenches into my plans. It's definitely an exciting and unpredictable game.

 

I'll start working on the next card tonight.

[Kingster]

Good start. I like how you handled the poached workers situation. As far as replacments, all of the four singles workers you mentioned are very good choices.

 

From the teams you listed, the Philly Blondes are the best, in my opinion, but Fitzpaine and Langton are a fun team, too. Never used Death Row, but I suppose they are a good fit, as well. I agree with Voeltzwagon on the Ring Generals, they are not exactly IPW material.

 

By the way: You don't actually need to exclude conservative workers from your shortlist. Remember that you only need "low" level risk to not get a penalty. Sure, very high risk matches are always a treat in hardcore companies, but are not a necessity. So, you can easily pick up conservative workers, although I'd keep my hands off of the "extremely conservative" folks.

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INVINCIBLE PRO WRESTLING

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MEAT GRINDER

 

February 22, 2014

 

Join John "Nemesis" Campbell for a night of balls-to-the-wall bloodsport at the Slaughterhouse! Bring a friend and receive a complementary sausage platter.

 

Stanley Axis v. E-Soteric

Dark match

 

Lug Phelan © v. T-Bone Bright

Singles match for the IPW Californian Championship

T-Bone Bright begins a promising singles career this month, and with a shot at the IPW Californian title, he has a chance to win big. But with Lug Phelan in the opposite corner, he may win a trip to the dentist instead.

 

"Outlaw" Wes Revell v. Deadly Deadshot

Singles match

Following his unexpected loss against Deadshot, "The Outlaw" hired a consultant to better manage his career. Will tonight's rematch go any better for the cowboy, or will Deadshot hit is target for the second time?

 

BB Colossus v. Ash Baraby

Singles match

Ash Barnaby faces an impossible challenge when he enters the ring against the 425 lb Colossus. Can the cruiserweight out-run the behemoth, or will just be another notch on a gigantic belt?

 

Coulrophobia © v. The Night Terrors

Weapons Match

Coulrophobia find themselves one over the Night Terrors after last month's Tables and Chairs match. Can Moroi and Babau tie the score, or will the clowns' bag of tricks prove to be too much in this no-toys barred death match?

 

Lil Henry w/ Anselm Briggs v. ??????

Singles match for IPW Championship contendership

Lil Henry lost his contendership match last month, but with Masked Stranger and Hustle Muvva out of the picture, the championship landscape has changed. Can IPW's lil'st big man redeem himself against Nemesis's mystery hire?

[Sternum]

Last month's regional battle found us in third place. The standings were CZCW (66), AAA (55), IPW (50), GSW (41).

 

GSW already held their show for February and pulled a 42. Normally I would be pretty confident about beating such a low score, but having Lil Henry in the main event and T-Bone Bright in the opener puts us in a risky position.

 

In other news, IPW is hostile with SWF now. I have no idea what caused this, but it's pretty funny.

[Voeltzwagon]

In my SWF diary I had IPW go hostile with me as well. I want to say it will happen against CZCW at some point too.

[jesseewiak]

Last month's regional battle found us in third place. The standings were CZCW (66), AAA (55), IPW (50), GSW (41).

 

GSW already held their show for February and pulled a 42. Normally I would be pretty confident about beating such a low score, but having Lil Henry in the main event and T-Bone Bright in the opener puts us in a risky position.

 

In other news, IPW is hostile with SWF now. I have no idea what caused this, but it's pretty funny.

 

Nemesis is there. Does the SWF need another reason?

[Kitarzu]

Nemesis is there. Does the SWF need another reason?

 

Gil Thomas. He's in bitter relationship with Richard Eisen as well. IPW is a big middle finger to SWF.

 

Stanley Axis v. E-Soteric

Dark match

 

Lug Phelan © v. T-Bone Bright

Singles match for the IPW Californian Championship

 

"Outlaw" Wes Revell v. Deadly Deadshot

Singles match

 

BB Colossus v. Ash Baraby

Singles match

 

Coulrophobia © v. The Night Terrors

Weapons Match

 

Lil Henry w/ Anselm Briggs v. ??????

Singles match for IPW Championship contendership

[Midnightnick]

Stanley Axis v. E-Soteric

Dark match

 

Lug Phelan © v. T-Bone Bright

Singles match for the IPW Californian Championship

 

"Outlaw" Wes Revell v. Deadly Deadshot

Singles match

 

BB Colossus v. Ash Baraby

Singles match

 

Coulrophobia © v. The Night Terrors

Weapons Match

 

Lil Henry w/ Anselm Briggs v. ??????

Singles match for IPW Championship contendership

[NoNeck]

This is a lot of fun already. I'm reading.

 

[Uncrewed]

Stanley Axis v. E-Soteric

 

Lug Phelan © v. T-Bone Bright

 

"Outlaw" Wes Revell v. Deadly Deadshot

 

BB Colossus v. Ash Baraby

 

Coulrophobia © v. The Night Terrors

 

Lil Henry w/ Anselm Briggs v. ??????

[Sternum]

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A Slaughterhouse Production

MEAT GRINDER

February 22, 2014

 

The early bird fans are graced with an impromptu dark mark before the show kicks off. This is the benefit of sitting in an abandoned slaughterhouse before the rest of the party arrives.

 

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STANLEY AXIS v. E-SOTERIC

Dark match

 

The crowd was graced with a match between Stanley Axis and E-Soteric. It would not be the worst match of the night, but it was pretty dismal. The two gladiators traded moves for eight minutes until Axis caught E-Soteric with a spinning fallaway slam.

 

Stanley Axis wins via pinfall.

 

RATING

24/E

 

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The show begins with John “Nemesis” Campbell pacing in the ring. His suit is wrinkled and its apparent that he hasn’t slept well.

 

NEMESIS:

Someone get Ali out here!

 

A thunderous bass beat shakes the foundations as IPW’s favorite street fighter steps through the curtains. Frantic Ali looks lean and fierce. The championship belt is draped over his shoulder like a fresh kill. He strides down to the ring.

 

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ALI:

Wassup, bossman?

 

NEMESIS:

This is what’s up. You humiliated the Masked Stranger and broke Hustle Muvva last month. You broke them so bad that they quit the promotion and returned to the loving embrace of Brother Grimm….

 

The crowd is livid. Ali just smirks.

 

ALI:

As Momma Ali always said, when you can’t stand the heat, you best get out of the kitchen.

 

NEMESIS:

Laugh it up, jackass! A champion without challengers is just a guy with a belt. And I’ve been on the phone all week long trying to find you someone to fight. But after that stuff you pulled last mon….

 

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A heavy blues riff cuts off Campbell’s rant, and Anselm Briggs and Lil Henry step out from backstage. Lil Henry looms over his manager, who raises his microphone.

 

BRIGGS:

If you find yourself needing a challenger, look no further than Mr. Henry. He’s eager to get his hands on Mr. Ali after his fluke win last month.

 

Lil Henry flexes his block-like fists.

 

NEMESIS:

Lil Henry is entitled to a rematch, but that would be for number one contendership, not for the championship. And since Ali’s now the champion… well… you’re going to have to face someone new.

 

Briggs is puzzled.

 

BRIGGS:

And who would that be?

 

NEMESIS:

You’ll find out tonight… in the MAIN EVENT!

 

Nemesis laughs to himself and steps out of the ring. Anselm Briggs chases him backstage, while Ali just shrugs and wanders off.

 

MOSES:

There we have it! Tonight Lil Henry will face a mystery man for a shot at Ali’s title. But who could it be?

 

LUTHER:

Damn, man. It could be anyone!

 

MOSES:

It won’t be Lug Phelan or T-Bone Bright, as they’re fightin’ up next!

 

RATING

46/D

 

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LUG PHELAN © w/ T-BONE BRIGHT

Single match for the IPW Californian Championship

 

The crowd is squarely against T-Bone for the majority of the match, but he soldiers on and comes out swinging. Lug is temporarily caught off guard with a series of quick punches from the challenger. The brawl rolls out of the ring and onto the announcers’ table, where Lug turns things around with a particularly brutal DDT. T-Bone gets rolled back into the ring, where he manages to kick out of the first pinfall attempt. Lug hits him with a gutwrench backbreaker, knocking him down for the three count.

 

Lug Phelan wins via pinfall.

 

RATING

32/E

 

MOSES:

Lug Phelan continues to prove himself one helluva Californian Champion!

 

LUTHER:

The man is all business… and that business is punching fools in the mouth.

 

MOSES:

He’s been defending the title for months, ever since taking it from BB Colossus last summer. I don’t see anyone taking it away from him at this rate.

 

LUTHER:

I sure as hell won’t be issuing a challenge.

 

MOSES:

We have a rematch from last month’s card comin’ up next. “The Outlaw” wasn’t satisfied with Deadshot’s win, and this time he’s bringing along a friend….

 

LUTHER:

He’s puttin’ together a posse!

 

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DEADLY DEADSHOT v. THE OUTLAW w/ HALEY BUCK

Singles match

 

Deadshot starts the match in the ring. Wes Revell arrives with a new manager, Haley Buck. She’s dressed like the farmer’s daughter: tight, tied-at-the-navel plaid shirt and ridiculously short jean cut-offs. She takes her place at ringside, where she immediately starts shouting instructions to the Outlaw.

 

The match goes back and forth for a bit. Revell has the upperhand in size and strength, but Deadshot keeps himself out of the Outlaw’s reach. His luck runs out after taking a chair shot from Haley Buck, which gives Revell a chance to stomp a hole in the masked luchador. He works over Deadshot’s legs for a bit before making him tap-out to his Texas cloverleaf submission.

 

“Outlaw” Wes Revell wins via submission.

 

RATING

19/E-

 

After the match, Haley Buck calls for a microphone. She addresses the crowd with Wes Revell looming behind her.

 

BUCK:

Well, shucks! That was easy. I heard you folks had some of the toughest fighters in the whole west, but I can’t say I’m too impressed. Maybe Wes and I should follow them other fellas on down to Grimm SoCal Wrestling?

 

The audience boos as she struts around the ring. Revell grabs the microphone.

 

OUTLAW:

I ain’t going nowhere! I came t’ this stinking, disgusting city to prove that I’m the toughest brawler in the whole damn west.

 

He pulls a branding iron out and waves it around.

 

OUTLAW:

And I don’t plan on leavin’ until I’ve left my mark on every man on the IPW roster!

 

Haley and Revell laugh and exit the ring.

 

MOSES:

Haley Buck has made her debut with the Outlaw, and the duo has certainly made a mark!

 

LUTHER:

They will make a mark if they get ta use that branding iron! Damn!

 

RATING

22/E+

 

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BB COLOSSUS v. ASH BARNABY

Singles match

 

BB Colossus lumbers down to the ring, where Ash Barnaby tries to seize an early advantage with a plancha through the ropes. His plan backfires, however, when Colossus catches him in mid air. Colossus spends the rest of the match abusing Baraby before mercifully ending it with an avalanche.

 

BB Colossus wins via pinfall.

 

RATING

16/F+

 

LUTHER:

Say what you will about Ash, but the kid has balls.

 

MOSES:

If I’d been booked to face Colossus, I’d be halfway to Reno, Nevada by now. They’ll be scraping parts of Ash outta that ring for months to come.

 

LUTHER:

Next up we’ll be seeing the second match of our best-of-three series featuring the Night Terrors and Coulrophobia. Tonight’s theme is weapons....

 

MOSES:

I can’t wait to see what these clowns bring to the ring!

 

LUTHER:

Coulrophobia currently lead with a win. The Night Terrors need to seize a victory here to stay in the running!

 

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COULROPHOBIA v. THE NIGHT TERRORS

Tag team weapons match. Second of three for the IPW Tag Team Championship

 

Coulrophobia start the match with bang after stunning the Night Terrors with a can of peanut brittle filled with rubber snakes. Hellech knocks down Moroi with a loaded clown shoe and tries to end the match early. Babau breaks the pinfall attempt and clears the ring with a fire extinguisher.

 

The fight continues outside as both teams grab weapons from the audience. Trash cans, mops and brooms, and stop signs are brought into play with violent consequences. At one point, Babau is choked out with a rubber snake. It seems like it could either way until Moroi gets his hands on Pierrot’s loaded clown shoe, which knocks the evil clown cold. Moroi and Babau hit Sleep Paralysis and take the win.

 

The Night Terrors win via pinfall.

 

RATING

40/D-

 

LUTHER:

Ain’t nothing more embarrassing than getting knocked out by your own clown shoe!

 

MOSES:

This best of three line-up is going to the final match next month!

 

LUTHER:

It’s time for the main event, baby!

 

MOSES:

That’s right! We’re about to find out who….

 

Frantic Ali’s music bumps throughout the room as he comes strolling down the aisle with Hustle Muvva’s former valet, Cindy, at his side. He slides into the third announcer’s chair. Cindy, who is wearing something that looks like it was made out of a pair of cotton balls and some electrical tape, hovers nearby and teases the audience.

 

MOSES

: Frantic Ali has joined us on commentary. And I see you’re accompanied by Hustle Muvva’s girlfriend?

 

ALI:

That loser left town so quickly that he forgot a few things. She’s wit’ me now.

 

LUTHER:

What’s up, champ?

 

ALI:

You don’t achieve the things I’ve achieved without bein’ smart, so we thought we’d come on down to the ring and scout out our competition. Ain’t that right, baby?

 

CINDY:

Yeeeeeaaah!

 

Luther rolls his eyes.

 

RATING

39/E

 

Lil Henry rolls down to the ring with Anselm Briggs in tow. They climb into the ring and await Nemesis’s new hire. A few tense moment pass before “Protect Ya Neck” starts pouring out of the speakers. Sayeed steps out to meet the crowd. Knuckles and Shady K -- also known as Death Row -- have his back.

 

MOSES:

The New York Assassin, Sayeed! And with him… that’s Death Row!

 

LUTHER:

Damn! Whattha got to say about this Ali?

 

ALI:

I got nothing to say yet, other than he can’t be that tough if he needs a pair of bodyguards ta get him to the ring!

 

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LIL HENRY w/ ANSELM BRIGGS v. SAYEED w/ DEATH ROW

Singles match for contendership for the IPW Championship

 

At Briggs’s direction, Lil Henry starts the match with a flurry of huge right handed punches that send Sayeed back into the corner. With his opponent trapped, the big man smashes crushes him against the turnbuckle. Frantic Ali laughs into his microphone.

 

Sayeed suffers for a few minutes, but manages to stun Henry with a series of headbutts to the nose. Blood starts to flow. Sayeed follows up with a dropkick to the chest that sends Henry stumbling backwards. Anselm Briggs panics and leaps onto the apron with a steel chair, but Knuckles unceremoniously dumps him into the crowd.

 

Sayeed picks up the steel chair, but Henry wrestles it away and uses it like the cow catcher on freight train. Henry winds up the chair for a devastating head shot, but Shady K hops onto the apron and steals it away.

 

With the big man distracted, Sayeed takes to the top rope and lands a missile dropkick to the small of the back. As Henry staggers to his feet, Sayeed catches him in a twisting DDT onto the chair. Anselm Briggs tries to break up the pin, but arrives just a hair too late.

 

Sayeed wins via pinfall.

RATING

42/D

 

MOSES:

A decisive showing from Sayeed! What a coup!

 

ALI:

I stand by my earlier words, man. I beat Lil Henry on my own. This chump needs an army ta do it!

 

Sayeed and Death Row pace the ring like caged lions as Lil Henry rolls out of the way. A microphone makes it way up from the time keeper’s box.

 

SAYEED:

The New York Assassin is here, baby! And Death Row… straight outta SWF! That’s right. West Coast hardcore just got a mouthful of East Coast flava!

 

The crowd gives Sayeed a mixed reaction. He grins mischievously at Frantic Ali, who stares daggers into the ring.

 

SAYEED:

In the whole wild west, Nemesis couldn’t find himself anyone bold enough to step into the ring with his boy Ali there. It just goes to show that this whole city is filled with pussies!

 

The crowd turns on Sayeed in a big way.

 

SAYEED:

We’re here to give notice! The three of us are going to take over IPW, and you, my friend….

 

He points at Frantic Ali and laughs.

 

SAYEED:

… you’re target number one!

 

Frantic Ali leaps to his feet with murderous intent, but Death Row rolls out of the ring to intercede. Ali weighs his options for a moment, but Sayeed motions to his men and they step back.

 

SAYEED:

No rush, boys. Let him live in fear for a bit. Nothin’s more interestin’ than a man with his head on chopping block.

 

The three men depart as Frantic Ali gnashes his teeth angrily.

 

RATING

48/D+

 

FINAL RATING

42/D

[Sternum]

This card was ugly from a wrestling perspective, and the poor grade cost us the war for the month of February, but it should pay off in the long run as we start to set up some factions and story lines.

 

Audience participation time: We debuted a three-man faction of Sayeed, Knuckles, and Shady K. East Coast thugs looking to tear apart the West Coast Hardcore scene. What should we call them?

[Voeltzwagon]

East Side Slayahs for the faction name. Beasts from the East and East Style Playahs also come to mind.

[Kitarzu]

This card was ugly from a wrestling perspective, and the poor grade cost us the war for the month of February, but it should pay off in the long run as we start to set up some factions and story lines.

 

Audience participation time: We debuted a three-man faction of Sayeed, Knuckles, and Shady K. East Coast thugs looking to tear apart the West Coast Hardcore scene. What should we call them?

 

East Side Koast, shortened ESK. S and K are also the initials of the three wrestlers.

[Sternum]

I dig both of these ideas, so I'll mash'em up into the East Koast Slayahs. Thanks!

[Sternum]

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MEAT GRINDER

 

March 22, 2014

 

Meet and greet the men who treat human bodies like meat. Join John "Nemesis" Campbell for an evening of urban combat at the legendary Slaughterhouse!

 

Deadly Deadshot v. E-Soteric

Dark match

 

The Trailer Park Trio w/. Haley Buck v. The Axis of Awesome and T-Bone Bright

Three-man tag team match

It’s a redneck rampage when Haley Buck and Wes Revell are joined by the Good Ol’ Boys, Wooton Fitzpaine and Thimbleby Langton, in a match against Stanley Axis, Ash Barnaby, and T-Bone Bright. Be prepared for a good ol’ fashioned hoe-down throw-down!

 

Lug Phelan v. Ray Snow

Singles match

Lug takes a break from defending the IPW Californian Championship to trade blows with martial arts prodigy Ray Snow. Can Lug’s street fightin’ style hold its own against Snow’s crippling array of jeet kune do nerve strikes and judo throws?

 

Coulrophobia © v. The Night Terrors

Scaffold match for the IPW Tag Team Championship

After two brutal brawls, Hellech and Pierrot are in a dead heat with Babau and Moroi in their race to become the clown princes of hardcore. The only thing standing between these two teams and the IPW Tag Team Championship is a fifteen-foot tower of unforgiving steel.

 

Death Row w/. Sayeed v. Frantic Ali and Lil Henry w/. Anselm Briggs

Tag team match

In the wake of last month’s East Coast invasion, Frantic Ali and Lil Henry are forced to set aside their differences to defend the honor of West Coast hardcore. But with the ever-unpredictable Sayeed in Death Row’s corner, the numbers just don’t add up.