THE PRELUDE
"WAR"
In early 2009, Joey Styles had a dream. He dreamt of a Wrestling Promotion that beat the odds. A Promotion where the cliches and ghosts of the wrestling pastime scurried away into old photographs, and something new would rise from the ash of the old. He dreamt of something innovative, new, current. Something provocative, and conservative. Clean and hardcore. Classic and Cutting Edge. Over a few months, Styles started to get in contact with old friends. Some still in the business, some off doing their own thing. He started making phone calls, and soon enough the ball was rolling. With a roster of only fifteen talented men and women, he put on a group of small shows along the East Coast. Word was getting around, and more talent started to show up. The lockeroom grew, the crew grew, hell the fanbase grew. Joey was starting to make a name for himself with PRO WRESTLING CHARISMA. After a full year of success, Styles started to look around for a TV Deal. He got in contact with the people at the USA Network, but they werent at all interested. After a few weeks, he got a call from the people over at AMC who proposed a TV Deal. Styles and the crew went through with it, it payed off.
PWC was doing great, they had a successful four years, until 2014 rolled around. They were lacking capacity crowds, the ratings were low, and they weren't making the money they needed to, to go on. Right when it looked like Charisma was going to be shut down, Styles received a call. Stephanie McMahon heard word of the position PWC was in, and offered to purchase the company using some of her fathers money. She said she could bring PWC back to life, just in the nick' of time. Styles thought long and hard, talked with the crew and the guys in the back. Some were in favor, some werent. But everyone agreed that watching PWC shut its doors would be heart-wrenching. Styles sold Pro Wrestling Charisma, its talent, and practically everything else to Stephanie McMahon in March of 2014.
Everything seemed to be looking up, Joey took the job as General Manager, and all the original talent were still around to see the new PWC. They clenched back onto their contract with AMC, and started up their weekly show again. Then, things got fishy.. Steph brought an army of colonials, new guys, basically marauders from bigger and older promotions with her on her crusade as Chairman. The Originals, or "Natives" as monikered, were being treated unfairly. They werent given the opportunities that the Colonials were given, and they werent given as much time on air. Many "Natives" were extremely disgruntled with the way Steph was handling things. Her reign of terror had begun. Over months it got worse and worse. All the champs were Colonials, Natives were being buried alive night by night. Styles had a sliver of power, certainly not enough to sway anything, or make a difference.
Styles and the Natives began to meet occasionally, expressing how they felt, and trying to figure out a solution. Finally, they cracked. It was war. Stephanie McMahon's Colonials, versus the Founder, Joey Styles' Natives. All hell broke loose. It was mayhem every week, people were being jipped off, beat up, and tossed out. The War still goes on as we speak, and its only inevitable that it will get extremely messy in the upcoming months.
"WAR"
In early 2009, Joey Styles had a dream. He dreamt of a Wrestling Promotion that beat the odds. A Promotion where the cliches and ghosts of the wrestling pastime scurried away into old photographs, and something new would rise from the ash of the old. He dreamt of something innovative, new, current. Something provocative, and conservative. Clean and hardcore. Classic and Cutting Edge. Over a few months, Styles started to get in contact with old friends. Some still in the business, some off doing their own thing. He started making phone calls, and soon enough the ball was rolling. With a roster of only fifteen talented men and women, he put on a group of small shows along the East Coast. Word was getting around, and more talent started to show up. The lockeroom grew, the crew grew, hell the fanbase grew. Joey was starting to make a name for himself with PRO WRESTLING CHARISMA. After a full year of success, Styles started to look around for a TV Deal. He got in contact with the people at the USA Network, but they werent at all interested. After a few weeks, he got a call from the people over at AMC who proposed a TV Deal. Styles and the crew went through with it, it payed off.
PWC was doing great, they had a successful four years, until 2014 rolled around. They were lacking capacity crowds, the ratings were low, and they weren't making the money they needed to, to go on. Right when it looked like Charisma was going to be shut down, Styles received a call. Stephanie McMahon heard word of the position PWC was in, and offered to purchase the company using some of her fathers money. She said she could bring PWC back to life, just in the nick' of time. Styles thought long and hard, talked with the crew and the guys in the back. Some were in favor, some werent. But everyone agreed that watching PWC shut its doors would be heart-wrenching. Styles sold Pro Wrestling Charisma, its talent, and practically everything else to Stephanie McMahon in March of 2014.
Everything seemed to be looking up, Joey took the job as General Manager, and all the original talent were still around to see the new PWC. They clenched back onto their contract with AMC, and started up their weekly show again. Then, things got fishy.. Steph brought an army of colonials, new guys, basically marauders from bigger and older promotions with her on her crusade as Chairman. The Originals, or "Natives" as monikered, were being treated unfairly. They werent given the opportunities that the Colonials were given, and they werent given as much time on air. Many "Natives" were extremely disgruntled with the way Steph was handling things. Her reign of terror had begun. Over months it got worse and worse. All the champs were Colonials, Natives were being buried alive night by night. Styles had a sliver of power, certainly not enough to sway anything, or make a difference.
Styles and the Natives began to meet occasionally, expressing how they felt, and trying to figure out a solution. Finally, they cracked. It was war. Stephanie McMahon's Colonials, versus the Founder, Joey Styles' Natives. All hell broke loose. It was mayhem every week, people were being jipped off, beat up, and tossed out. The War still goes on as we speak, and its only inevitable that it will get extremely messy in the upcoming months.