Tony149 0 Report post Posted May 30, 2005 TV-14 L,V * DUN DUN DUN DUNNA, DUN DUN DUNNA * Across a river, over a bunch of mountains, through fields, sweeping past trees and bushes, hovering over the skyline of New York City, the OAOAST logo flies through the air...before sweeping down, brushing past an elderly man who seems understandably shocked to see six over-sized letters fly past him. The logo continues going, nearing a house...which luckily, a woman is leaving, meaning the logo can sweep through the open door, continuing on down the hallfway and into the living room where a young kid is sat on his computer. It sweeps past him, hitting the computer...which explodes with a flash, lighting up much to the kid shock and delight. THE OAOAST...WHAT THE WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORLD IS READING~! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tony149 0 Report post Posted May 30, 2005 (edited) * DING * DING * DING * DING * Green Day's "Boulevard Of Broken Dreams" cues up as the entranceway is lit up in yellow and green pyro missiles SHOOT from the stage. Hell Mel is the first to exit out the school bus door set, followed by The Marv, who scrolls down the ramp on his SKATEBOARD. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the opening contest on School's Out is set for one fall and is for the OAOAST World Tag Team championship! If the challengers win, then they'll receive $20,000. Introducing first, the challengers. From Edmonton, Alberta, Canada, weighing a combine 345 pounds, The Marv and Hell Mel... THE SK8TER BOIZ! COLE Hello, everybody. Michael Cole, two-time OAOAST World Champion Caboose, and The Coach here with you at Sofa Central. We're live from our nation's capital Washington, D.C. We have such a big night in store for you that we're immediately kicking things off with one of 3 title matches... SCHOOL'S OUT OAOAST WORLD TAG TEAM TITLE MATCH Sk8ter Boiz vs. New New Midnight Express CABOOSE Other wrestling promotions start their shows with 5 minute long video packages to make up for their lack of a card, not the OAOAST. COACH 10 matches, fellas. CABOOSE Wow. I guess we really do have one too many announcers when you get off throwaway lines such as that. COACH HOLLA~! CABOOSE And that. COLE The Marv and Hell Mel with a tremendous opportunity tonight to realize their dreams and become World Tag Team champions. It was just 3 weeks ago that they scored a shocking upset win over the New New Midnight Express. Jim Cornette was so embarrassed, so ashame that his men lost to an inferior team, in his mind, that he's putting $20,000 of his own money on the line. Right on cue, we cut to Carl Winslow standing ringside with a green sack with a golden "$" sign on it. CABOOSE I don't trust Winslow holding the money. I bet you anything you already pocketed something. COLE He did not. CABOOSE If you hear "Carl Winslow's Krispy Cream" franchises popping up, call the cops and tell them where the money really came from. COACH I think we're all losing sight of the bigger picture -- and, heh, believe me, The Coach knows a thing or two about a bigger picture -- and that's the 20-grand James E.'s puttin' on the line is American. The Boiz could buy everybody is the Great White North a present with 20 American G's. The Boiz somersault into the ring and high five as they pass each other and climb onto the second turnbuckle and pose. Hell Mel takes off his dark blue blazer and hands it over to a female ring attendent who already has Marv's skateboard. The Marv leaps off the turnbuckle and runs the ropes, adjustment his elbow and knee pads. BUFFER And their opponents. "BOOOOOOOOOO!" They look like the Hollywood Blondes but wrestle like Eaton and Lane. Jim Cornette leads his World Tag Team champions to the ring as "Chase" plays in the background. The New New Midnight Express and their manager not at all bothered by the rude reception they're receiving. BUFFER Accompanied to the ring by their manager James E. Cornette, weighing 465 pounds, the professional wrestling tag team champions of the world, THE NEW NEW MIDNIGHT EXPRESS! Cornette is all too happy to hold the ropes open for his men. He takes their matching silvery vests and shakes both men's hands, giving Sarcastic Simon a hug and a peck on the cheek. The Midnights remove their belts and kiss 'em before handing them over to referee Nick Patrick, who holds the belts up for the Sk8ter Boiz and each section of the arena. James "Buster" Douglas is shown sitting in the front row wearing a Sk8ter Boiz t-shirt and gulping down a hot dog. COLE Hey. Buster Douglas present tonight. Douglas best known upsetting Mike Tyson for the World Heavyweight Title in Japan 15 years ago. CABOOSE Knocked him out, didn't he? COLE Yep. The first time Tyson had been knocked down in his career. The Sk8ter Boiz hoping lightning strikes twice tonight. * DING DING * The match begins with the Sk8ter Boiz jumping on the New New Midnight Express just like they did to them 3 days ago on HeldDOWN~! The Boiz trap the Express in opposite corner and glance at one another, making sure they're on the same page as they whip the Midnights towards the center of the ring, but Sarcastic Simon and Narcissistic Ned counter and send the Boiz running towards each other! The Marv leapfrogs over Hell Mel and levels Narcissistic Ned with a DIVING CLOTHESLINE, Hell Mel SPEARING Sarcastic Simon. Jim Cornette paces outside as the Midnights roll out of the ring. The Boiz swing over the top rope but land on the apron as the Midnights duck away. The Marv and Hell Mel use the middle rope as a springboard and connect with a pair of ASAI MOONSAULTS! The crowd get off their feet and cheer wildly for the hot action they're seeing minutes into the opening match. Narcissistic Ned quickly gets back to his feet after being thrown back into the ring and catches The Marv sliding under the bottom rope with kicks to the head. He lifts Marv up and tries sending him into the top turnbuckle, but The Marv blocks it by putting his foot up onto the middle turnbuckle and driving the point of the elbow into the side of Narcissistic Ned, ramming Blanchard head-first into the top turnbuckle. Ned tries getting out of the corner but The Marv grabs him by the head and rams him into every turnbuckle in that corner 10-times; a total of 30! The Handsome Hustler staggers out of the corner. The Marv makes a tag to Hell Mel, but gets one last blow on Ned before exiting -- a ONE-HANDED BULLDOG that plants Blanchard head-first into the canvas. Hell Mel hits the ropes to keep up some momentum and lands on top of Ned with a senton splash. Kip-up followed by a STANDING MOONSAULT! Hell Mel smartly hooks the leg -- both legs. ONE... TWO... TH-- NO, SHOULDER UP! COLE Hell Mel a little too excited there. He held back so tightly, that he actually freed Blanchard himself. Hell Mel lackadaisically brings Narcissistic Ned back to his feet, the Handsome Hustler showing his experience in big-time matches by rolling Mel up in a small package. Small package only gets two. Mel grabs a headlock, but Ned shoves him off into the ropes. He ducks a clothesline and comes back off the other side of the ropes with a cross bodyblock, Ned catching him in mid-air and showboating around the ring. The Marv steps in and dropkicks Mel, knocking him down on Ned. ONE... TWO... NO! Ned crawls away from Hell Mel and tags out. Sarcastic Simon seeing his first official action of the night, setting Hell Mel up for a suplex -- but Mel floats over and rolls Simon up! ONE... TWO... THR-- NO! Singleton kicks his legs forward and sends Hell Mel into the ropes, where Narcissistic Ned nails him from behind with an ENZURIGI as Mel rebounded off the ropes. Sarcastic Simon lunges at Hell Mel and takes him over with a SWINGING NECKBREAKER! The Sultan of Sarcasm then shows off his high-flying ability by coming off the top with a GUILLOTINE LEGDROP! Cover made. ONE... TWO... THRE-- MARV BREAKS IT UP! As Nick Patrick gets The Marv out of the ring, the New New Midnight Express work over Hell Mel with a double-team suplex. Illegal switch made, prompting questioning from referee Nick Patrick. The accusation of no tag strongly rebuked by Jim Cornette. Narcissistic Ned's double underhook suplex gets two. Blanchard hooks Hell Mel's legs under his arms after tagging Sarcastic Simon. Singleton heads to the top as Blanchard catapults Mel towards the NNMX corner, but Hell Mel leaps onto the second turnbuckle and headbutts Simon in the midsection, dropping him on the top turnbuckle. Mel with a MOONSAULT OFF THE SECOND ROPE onto Ned! He immediately rolls off and sprints over to his corner to make the tag. The crowd EXPLODES! The Marv charges the corner where Sarcastic Simon is straddling the top turnbuckle, but runs into Narcissistic Ned and is LAUNCHED high into the air; but The Marv manages to wrap his legs around Sarcastic Simon's head and take him down with a HURANCANRANA! Just like everyone in the arena and watching live on pay-per-view, Narcissistic Ned looks on in awe, perhaps too long as Sarcastic Simon ends up tumbling on him! COLE What athleticism! The cover! ONE... TWO... TH-- NO! The Marv moves out of the way as Narcissistic Ned tries to breakup the count, and ends up dropping an elbow on Simon! Jim Cornette can feel the match -- and most importantly, the tag titles -- slipping away, placing his hands on his head. Even he has to be on full alert, side-stepping as Narcissistic Ned is thrown over the top rope. He consoles Blanchard outside, massaging his shoulders. Using the middle rope as a springboard, The Marv falls backwards and connects with the ROCK N' FAKIE (Reverse diving headbutt)! Simon covered. ONE... TWO... THRE-- NO! Narcissistic Ned pulls Sarcastic Simon out of the ring. COLE Damnit! Narcissistic Ned may have just saved the OAOAST tag titles for his team. CABOOSE That's what separates the good tag teams from the great tag teams, doing the little things right. Jim Cornette and Narcissistic Ned help Sarcastic Simon up, embracing in a group hug. Hell Mel comes into the ring and spins his brother around in order to pick up more traction, whipping him into the ropes and pushing off as The Marv SOMERSAULTS over the top rope and lands on the Midnights outside -- but as he comes down on Simon and Ned, Jim Cornette CRACKS him in the face with the TENNIS RACKET! "HOLY SHIT!" "HOLY SHIT!" "HOLY SHIT!" COLE (groans) That no good... Jim Cornette may have beheaded The Marv with that wicked shot to the head. He crushed him in mid-air. CABOOSE That's why I wasn't much of a high-risk guy. You can cost yourself the match with one high-risk mistake -- maybe even your career. The bodies of Simon and Ned prevented Hell Mel and Nick Patrick from seeing what happened. The Marv lies face-first on the mat outside, red liquid gathering around his head. Sarcastic Simon tags Narcissistic Ned, Blanchard going back outside and throwing The Marv, now a complete BLOODY MESS -- and I mean BLOODY MESS, his white elbow and knee pads quickly become covered in blood -- back inside the ring. COACH Oh, baby. Oh, baby! COLE The Marv is hurt bad, real bad. That shot from the racket has busted him open badly. CABOOSE Those of you watching at home, now it's time to break out the Muta scale. COLE I don't know how much longer The Marv can go. Referee Nick Patrick will have to use some serious discretion here. He's a 20-year-old kid with his whole life and career ahead of him, we wouldn't want him jeopardizing that. Him and his brother will have plenty of more chances at winning a major tag title. There would be no shame -- no shame at all if he surrenders or the match is stopped. The welfare of our wrestlers is first and foremost. CABOOSE The hell with that. I'm a two-time OAOAST World Champion. I've been in matches where I was hurt or losing a tremendous amount of blood, but I didn't quit. You can talk about more opportunities down the road, but the bottom line is, you go for the gusto whenever you have the chance. And right now is the Sk8ter Boiz chance. COLE We're talking doom and gloom, but the reality is, the match isn't over yet. CABOOSE You just gave the Boiz the kiss of death with that one, Mikey. Snapmare takedown, Ned pounding his fists into the bloody forehead of The Marv, a river of blood flowing down his face. Narcissistic Ned lifts Marv up and drives him into the corner, thrusting the shoulder into the midsection. Ned gets in a karate stance and unleashes an impressive display of martial arts kicks to the head and body, jerking The Marv's head back following a STIFF ROUNDHOUSE KICK. The Handsome Hustler pulls Marv out of the corner and shows no compassion whatsoever by lifting Marv up and holding him up for a good 10-15 seconds, letting the blood rush to the head, before suplexing him. ONE... TWO... TH-- KICKOUT! Hell Mel pumps his fists, but to his surprise there isn't much of a response for Marv's kickout. Not a lot of believers in attendence. Then again, the fans shouldn't believe when the Sk8ter Boiz don't themselves. The Marv's rolled onto his stomach and has his neck pulled back, Narcissistic Ned also grinding the knee into the spine of the back, DIGGING HIS FINGERNAILS INTO MARV'S OPEN WOUND! COLE "The Handsome Hustler," as he likes to refer himself as, showing a sinister side of himself, gleefully smiling as The Marv screams in pain. The New New Midnight Express want to hurt and humiliate the Sk8ter Boiz after they were defeated cleanly by The Marv and Hell Mel on HeldDOWN~! Hell Mel shouts words of encouragement to his brother from the apron, getting mocked afterwards by Jim Cornette and Sarcastic Simon. Narcissistic Ned turns The Marv around so that he can make eye contact with Hell Mel, and taunts Mel by waving The Marv's hand and saying: "Hi, brother. Tell mom I'm getting my assed kicked...as usual." Ned drives Marv's head straight into the mat, blood all over the ring, Marv and Ned's bodies. Nick Patrick orders Ned back to his corner and checks on The Marv, who's passed out in a pool of his own blood. Patrick immediately calls for the bell and help from the back. The fans rising to their feet, not completely sure what's going on, as Hell Mel steps into the ring and joins Nick Patrick in his concern for The Marv. * DING DING DING DING * The New New Midnight Express begin celebrating in the ring. Jim Cornette rushes over to the timekeepers table, grabs both tag belts and hands them over to Sarcastic Simon and Narcissistic Ned. COLE It's over. Nick Patrick has determined The Marv has had enough. A noble effort from a noble man. That young man has nothing to be ashamed of. CABOOSE Yeah, if you think losing isn't something to be ashamed of. Thankfully, The Marv is once again moving. He must've passed out briefly. The Marv grabs Nick Patrick by the collar and tells him something, Patrick repeatedly asking: "Are you sure? Are you sure?" Nick walks past a still celebrating New New Midnight Express, Jim Cornette asking him to raise their hands, and over to Michael Buffer. He whispers something into Buffer's ear and walks back over to Cornette and the Midnights who become livid after being told of the ruling. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the originally decision was a ref stoppage due to loss of blood, but I have just been informed by referee Nick Patrick that The Marv has told him he WANTS TO CONTINUE! Therefore, Nick Patrick has ordered this match to RESUME! COLE Alright! We're back on. Great call Nick. CABOOSE What kind of officiating is this? The match is over. COACH This isn't the first time James E. and Nicky have butted heads. CABOOSE And Patrick must still have a biased. Doesn't the OAOAST do background checks? That referee has a checkered past. Nick Patrick rips the tag titles out of the Midnights hands and places them on the apron for Michael Buffer to take back to the timekeepers table. Jim Cornette gets in Nick's face and lays the verbal smackdown, even going as far as pushing Nick. But the repented referee keeps his composure, choosing to simply walk away instead of getting physical. Jim Cornette tells his men to pounce on The Marv and finish him off. Narcissistic Ned tags out. Sarcastic Simon goes back to the top, looking to successfully connect with a high-risk maneuver. TOP ROPE KNEEDROP ACROSS THE STERNUM! Narcissistic Ned raises his arms in victory, Jim Cornette whooping and waving his tennis racket above his head. They think it's over. ONE... TWO... THRE-- NO, SHOULDER UP! Marv's lastest kickout gets a better reaction. Sarcastic Simon making sure the cheers of the crowd doesn't get Marv's adreanline flowing by scooping him up and slamming him near the corner. Once again heading back to the top is Simon. Singleton takes his time balancing himself on the top, thus giving The Marv enough time to recover and DROPKICK SIMON OFF THE TOP AND TO THE FLOOR! It also took a helluva lot out of The Marv. Hell Mel shouts and claps his hand, his efforts getting the crowd into. The Marv looks over to his brother, wiping the blood covering his eyes and slowly inching towards the corner on his back. Narcissistic Ned comes in to prevent The Marv from getting any closer to his corner, The Marv kicking Ned back into his corner. Blanchard charging out and right into a MONKEY FLIP -- but The Marv isn't out of the clear yet. As he monkey flips Ned, he gets drilled with a SPRINGBOARD FLYING ELBOW by Sarcastic Simon! Hell Mel catches Ned in his corner with a right hand, sending Blanchard stumbling back and tripping over The Marv's body. COLE Oh! Just when it looked like The Marv found a way out, Sarcastic Simon came out of nowhere with an elbow drop. That's why they're the champions. The Midnights with another tag. The tag ratio heavily favoring them at the moment. Narcissistic Ned shakes off the cobwebs and sets The Marv up for his SLINGSHOT SUPLEX. Marv is taken up, his feet dropped on the top rope, and then dropped onto his back. The cover. ONE... TWO... THRE-- NO, SHOULDER UP! The crowd pops HUGE, believing more and more in the Boiz as they continue to stay alive. The Marv whipped into the Midnights corner. Ned climbs onto the second turbuckles and brutalizes Marv's forehead with vicious right hands, his knuckles getting covered in blood. Ned keeps ignoring Nick's request for a clean break, waiting for him to come over and physically pull him back so Simon can get in a few shots of his own. Singleton grabs the TAG ROPE and wraps it around Marv's neck, CHOKING him out with it. Hell Mel finally has enough. He comes into the ring and cleans house, popping Simon and Ned with a couple right hands. Hell Mel grabs The Marv and HIP TOSSES him out of the Midnights corner and to theirs. He steps back on the apron and TAGS himself. The crowd ERUPTS! COLE There it is! What an ingenius way to make a tag. Go get 'em Mel. Narcissistic Ned gets drilled in the jaw with a RUNNING DROPKICK, followed by a bodyslam. Hell Mel catches Sarcastic Simon trying to come off the top and SLAMS him to the mat. Hell Mel grabs both Midnights by their heads and cracks them together. DOUBLE COCONUT! Mel throws Simon over the top rope, his feet nearly whacking Cornette as he falls to the arena floor. Hell Mel keeps the heat on, armdragging -- yes, ARMDRAGGING -- Narcissistic Ned across the ring. So fired up, Hell Mel actually Irish whips Ned by his golden locks. TILT-A-WHIRL ROCK BOTTOM! COLE That's it. It's over! ONE... TWO... THRE-- NO! Sarcastic Simon pulls Hell Mel out of the ring. Right hand blocked, and Mel sends Simon crashing into the RINGPOST. Jim Cornette even gets involved in the action, taking a swing at Hell Mel with his racket, but Nerdly drills Corny with a right to the jaw. Narcissistic Ned reaches through the ropes and pulls Hell Mel back on the apron, front facelocking him and lifting him up for a suplex, maybe even a Slingshot Suplex depending on your view. The crowd goes NUCLEAR as The Marv comes in and kicks Ned in the back, causing him to drop Mel. The Boiz scoope Blanchard up and drop him THROAT-FIRST ON THE TOP ROPE! Ned's head jerks back, and the Boiz lift him up for a DOUBLE BACK SUPLEX, but instead of falling back they fall forward and plant Ned into the mat with a FLAPJACK. WALK THE DOG! Hell Mel covers Ned. ONE... TWO... THREE! * DING DING DING DING * The fans BLOW THE ROOF OFF THE PLACE! COLE Oh, My God! They didn't it again! Hell Mel is going crazy, jumping up and down, hugging bloody brother The Marv who is so weak he can barely move. Carl Winslow hands Nick Patrick the OAOAST World Tag Team Titles AND the $20,000. Patrick gives both items to Hell Mel. The Marv grabs his belt from Mel and stares into the shiny gold plates, the blood dripping off his face and onto the belt. A faint smile appears on Marv's face as he tells his brother "We did it." COLE Yes, you did, Marv. Yes, you did. Jim Cornette watching from his knees, peaking over the apron and sneering as he sees the Sk8ter Boiz celebrating another win over his New New Midnight Express. Cornette and the Midnights brushed off the Boiz' last win as a fluke. It wasn't a fluke. Now they've lost the tag titles. COACH Man, the Midnights just can't seem to hold onto their titles. Their first reign ended after one week. Their second in a month. COLE They poured their hearts and souls, giving everything they had, including pints of blood, in order to come out victorious. That's a great message to all the kids watching; never give up. Never believe you can't, when you can. Give it everything you got and you, too, can be a winner. Hell Mel helps his brother up and the two hold up their newly won OAOAST World Tag Team Titles to a loud cheer. Fireworks go off in the background, a fan throws Hell Mel a Hell's Hitmen t-shirt to wipe the blood off Marv's face. The Canadian brothers slowly make their way backstage largely due to Marv, but also to soak in the cheers. They hold their belts up one more time before disappearing backstage. Edited May 30, 2005 by Tony149 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tony149 0 Report post Posted May 30, 2005 (edited) ~The camera shows us the back of Ayane Mitsui as she stands in front of a School’s Out poster.~ Ayane: School’s out... what should be a time of celebration... has become a time of frustration and anger for me and my friends. Lilith, you and your thugs Asmodai and Mephsito have seriously injured Otaku and Tony, and you almost broke my nose last week. You refuse to fight clean. So tonight, I'm meeting you halfway, I am challenging you to a hardcore match. In that match, you can try all the dirty tricks you want to. I'll beat you even with the rules in your favor, because I REFUSE to let people mess with me or anyone I care about. I won't back down. Just like... ~She turns, and we see a sky blue "S" in a triangle on her top.~ Ayane: Superman when he fought Doomsday... ~We see her eyes practically burning a hole in the camera.~ Ayane: Except I won't be the one who goes down in this fight. The camera cuts to the interview area where Josh "J.Math" Matthews is with Stephen Joseph Popick, Cuban Wall, Vitamin X, and "The Corporate Champion" Tha Puerto Rican. PRL is busy mugging for the camera, holding his 24/7 Title belt proudly. JOSH MATTHEWS I'm here with 3 members of The Lightning Crew and Stephen Joseph Popick, who in just a few moments, will step into the ring to face the team of John "Rock Hard" Brickston, The All-American Boys, and a mystery partner. Popick, what are your thoughts heading into this match? STEPHEN JOSEPH POPICK Well, J.Math, I'm not worried at all about Brickston's mystery partner. He can bring anybody he wants. The Lightning Crew and I will beat them. I am standing next to the greatest collection of talent in the world today. We have the power of Cuban Wall, the speed of Vitamin X, the intelligence of moi, and then there is Tha Puerto Rican, that is all of that, and more. Cuban Wall and Vitamin X aren't exactly pleased with that comment. POPICK So, we will stand tall at the end, victors. And that's the truth, Ruth! JOSH MATTHEWS And Cuban Wall? CUBAN WALL The Lightning Crew ain't afraid of nobody. John "Rock Hard" Brickston thinks he can scare us by not telling us who his fourth partner is? That's bull. We're ready for any challenge that's in front of us. John Brickston, All-American Boys, mystery partner, get ready to feel the asskicking of a lifetime! When it's over, you'll be another example of what happens when you cross The Lightning Crew! J.MATH X? VITAMIN X Like my partners just said, we're ready. PRL is the greatest 24/7 Champion in OAOAST history. He's a great leader, and he will lead us to victory. And John Brickston, after we defeat your team, we're coming after you, and your Italian Title, and we WILL get it off you real soon, belee dat! J.MATH P.R.. Your thoughts? PRL is too busy playing to the camera. VITAMIN X P? Nothing. POPICK P? PRL is still playing to the camera. CUBAN WALL P!!!! PRL WHAT?! CUBAN WALL Say something. PRL Say something? Okay. Uh, blah, blah, blah. I'm the best. Blah, blah, blah. Know your role, shut your mouth. Blah, blah, blah. The Champ Is Here. Blah, blah, blah, blah, bling, blah, blah. The Champ Has Spokun. Okay, I'm done! Let's go kick some ass! PRL, Popick, Cuban Wall, and X leave the interview area. JOSH MATTHEWS Alright, back to you guys. Cut to Sofa Central with TRIPLE C~! COLE That was the laziest PRL interview I've ever seen. CABOOSE That's what happens when you're thinking of nothing but kicking some ass. You don't have the time to think of clever, witty, funny interviews. COLE Odd. Since I don't remember any PRL interview that was clever, witty, or funny. Egotiscial, yes. Arrogrant? You bet. Funny? No. CABOOSE Why don't you say that in front of him! COLE Never mind! A deep, slow voiced man says "LIGHTNING CREW!" over the loud speakers, sparking boos from the audience. Smoke fills the entranceway as the opening to The Lightning Crew theme song starts. After a few seconds, a lightning bolt hits the entrance, and "No Chance In Hell" by Bradley Boyds begins playing as The Lightning Crew entrance video plays on the AngleTrons. *No Chance (No Chance) That's what ya got (Ha! Ha! Yeah) Put up against No machine too strong (Too strong) Pussy politicians buying souls for us Are...PUPPETS! (Puppets!)* After a few more seconds passed, four silhouettes are shown. They passed through the smoke, and are revealed to be members of The Lightning Crew and Stephen Joseph Popick. The crowd greets the four with loud boos. Tha Puerto Rican laughs at the crowd, while Cuban Wall raises his right fist in the air. Stephen Joseph just looks at the crowd with a cocky smirk on his face. P.R. points to his 24/7 Championship, and then points at the ring. The Lightning Crew and Popick begin their walk to the ring. *But will find their place in line (In line) But tie a string around your finger now boy cuz Cuz, it's just a matter OF TIME! Cuz you've got...NO CHANCE! (You've got no chance) NO CHANCE IN HELL! You've got...NO CHANCE! (Yeah, yeah, yeah) NO CHANCE IN HELL!!! (No chance in hell)* *DING DING DING* MICHAEL BUFFER Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is an 8-Man Tag Team Match, scheldued for one fall with a sixty-minute time limit. Introducing first, coming to the ring at this time. At a total combined weight of 981 lbs. The team of Cuban Wall, Vitamin X, Stephen Joseph Popick, AND the One And Only AngleSault Thread Twenty-Four/Seven Champion, "The Corporate Champion" THA PUERRRTOOOOOOOO RICCCCAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!! The Lightning Crew members taunt the crowd as they walk to the ring. COLE Well fans, it looks like we're in for one hell of a match! COACH I feel ya, Michael. This is the first time the members of The Lightning Crew are involve in an 8-Man Tag Team Match. Usually, we either see them in singles action or in tag matches, but we have never seen 4 LC members take on four OAOAST superstars, so this is certainly a treat. CABOOSE I'm just looking forward to who John Brickston brings out as his fourth partner. He hasn't said much about him, so he's probably just trying to scare The Crew. I bet his partner is some scrub he found off the street. COLE I don't know about that. John Brickston despises The Lightning Crew, especially after what they did last month at Living Anglelously. CABOOSE Once again, Brickston cheated! COLE Nevermind. Cuban Wall shadowboxes a bit while Vitamin X bobs his head to his entrance theme. The Lightning Crew get on the ring apron. PRL looks at the crowd with disgust. Popick holds the ropes, so that the three Lightning Crew members can enter the ring. PR spins around, soaking in the jeers of the crowd while "No Chance In Hell" continues playing over the P.A. system. He tells Wall and Vitamin X to stand in the center of the ring with him. The three LC members stand in the center of the ring, and then raise their arms. The three of them form an "L" with their arms. PRL's HBK-like pyro goes off behind them while Popick claps. THE LIGHTNING CREW SALUTE! CABOOSE You've seen the DX crotch chop, the nWo clique sign, and the Nation Salute. Now, here is the newest hand signal to sweep the nation, The Lightning Crew Salute! TPR heads to the second rope, and poses with the OAOAST 24/7 Title belt to loud boos. Cuban Wall pumps his right fist in the air, while Vitamin X hops on another turnbuckle, and crosses his arms in an "X". PRL heads to a second turnbuckle, and raises the 24/7 Title belt once again. He then heads to the third turnbuckle, and raises the belt while "smelling the electrifcity" a'la The Rock, then does the same pose on the fourth turnbuckle, while Cuban Wall climbs to the opposite turnbuckle, and raises his arms in the air. The crowd continues booing and chanting "P.R. SUCKS!" CABOOSE Take a look gentlemen, at four of the most talented wrestlers in the world today. The Lightning Crew and Stephen Joseph Popick! PRL gets off the turnbuckle, and removes his left earring, and sunglasses, and hands the OAOAST 24/7 Title to the ring crew. He highfives Popick, Wall, and X, and then bounces off the ropes, looking at the entrance. Cuban Wall shadowboxes and taunts the fans, while Vitamin X does the Shane-O-Mac Shuffle. Popick just smiles as "No Chance In Hell" by Bradley Boyds dies down. COACH Oh boy. I'm getting goosebumps! Who is John Brickston's partner going to be? Who? Tell me who? CABOOSE Pipe down! You don't have to wait much longer! *Give me fuel Give me fire Give that which I desire!* "Fuel" by Metallica starts playing. The crowd stands up and cheers loudly. After a few seconds of waiting, John "Rock Hard" Brickston walks out onto the entranceway, his right hand still in a cast, and his ribs still taped up, but with the OAOAST Italian Championship belt still around his waist. Brickston acknowledges the pop from the crowd, and then walks to the ring, his eyes focused on The Lightning Crew. He does slap the hands of the fans along the way, though. BUFFER And the opponents. First, coming to the ring at this time. Standing 6-foot-6, and weighing in at 215 lbs. From Sacramento, California. He is the One And Only AngleSault Thread Italian Champion, JOHN "ROCK HARRRDDDDDD" BRRRRIIICCCCCKKKKKSSTTTTOOOOOONNNNNNNNN!!!! COLE Look into the eyes of John Brickston, and you'll see a man on a mission. COACH Man On A Mission? I loved that tag team! Oscar had mad skillz! CABOOSE It's MEN on A Mission, and that's not what Cole's talking about, numbnuts! COLE Anyway, Brickston has been in a war with The Lightning Crew ever since he returned to the OAOAST on April 14th. He defeated Popick to win the Italian Championship, and then made PRL tap out to the anklelock at Living Anglelously back on April 24th to win the 24/7 Title, but the decision was reversed thanks to Popick! CABOOSE Brickston che-- Cole puts his hands over Caboose's mouth. COACH Thank You. Brickston enters the ring, and lets out a mighty roar. The Lightning Crew and Popick stand in a corner, watching him, with ANGER on their faces. "Rock Hard" unhooks the Italian Title from his waist, and raises it to a nice pop, and shows it off to The LC and Popick. PRL has to be held back by Wall and Popick. "Fuel" continues playing as Brickston hands the belt over to referee Mickey Jay. CABOOSE Let them fight! Let them fight! COLE PRL and Brickston are ready to explode any minute! Brickston shadowboxes some more as "Fuel" by Metallica dies down. He looks at the entrance with a smile on his face, as does the crowd. "Stars And Stripes Forever" starts up, recieving another nice pop from the crowd. The two masked superstars from the Good Ol' U.S. of A. appear, each one waving an American flag. All-American Boy II and All-American Boy III walk to the ring, slapping hands with the fans. BUFFER Now coming to the ring, from the land of the free, and the home of the brave. All-American Boy II; All-American Boy III; THE ALL-AMERRICCCAAAANNNNNNN BOOOYYYYYYYSSSSSSSSS!!!!!! COLE The All-American Boys have had some experience with The Lightning Crew. On the April 28th edition of HeldDOWN~!, Cuban Wall and Vitamin X attacked The All-American Boys after their match, and then threatened to take their masks off. But John "Rock Hard" Brickston came to the rescue, stopping Wall and X from doing the unmasking. But then, the following week, when The Lightning Crew brutally attacked Brickston and injured his right hand and ribs, The All-American Boys came to the resuce, and were laid out as a result, each one recieving a splash from Cuban Wall. COACH Brickston and The All-American Boys are looking for payback tonight. CABOOSE And they won't be getting any payback, since The Lightning Crew will kick their asses, and the ass of whoever their mystery partner is! The All-American Boys enter the ring, still waving Old Glory, while "Stars And Stripes Forever" continues playing over the P.A. system. Cuban Wall, Vitamin X, and PRL boo The All-American Boys, the only people in the entire arena to do so. The AABs wave their flags in the faces of the three LC members, and then hand them over to the ring rats outside the ring. They high-five John Brickston, and discuss stragerty. COACH The mystery partner probably loves the U.S. as much as The All-American Boys, and probably, John Brickston does. Hey! What if it's "Hacksaw" Jim Duggan? CABOOSE Then Brickston and The Boys are dead meat! "Superstars And Stripes Forever" dies down as The All-American Boys and John Brickston stand in a corner, talking. COLE Seven men in the 8-man tag match have been introduced! Who is Rock Hard’s partner gonna be??? COACH Maybe they’ve picked YOU, Cole, and you just don’t know about it! CABOOSE Well, I’ll say this. If Cole’s the mystery man, they might as well fight 4-on-3. Brickston grabs the mike from Buffer and spits a lil’ somethin’ at the Lightning Crew. BRICKSTON You guys might have taken out my hand, but my mystery partner is gonna take YOU out! The crowd cheers loudly as Brickston throws the mike down before basking in a couple of cheers from the crowd. Buffer picks up the mike and continues the introduction. BUFFER And ladies and gentleman, now introducing the mystery partner for John Brickston and The All-American Boys! “Thunderstruck” by AC/DC blares over the loudspeakers as thunder roars over the theme music of the mystery partner!!! BUFFER He is from the City by the Bay: San Francisco, California. He weighs 275 lbs. Ladies and gentlemen, making his OAOAST debut: "THUNDER"…TIIIIIM…LIIIIIIIIIIVIIIIIIIIIINGSTOOOOOOOON! Thunder arrives at the top of entranceway and walks down, the hood covering his face as he makes his way to ringside. He goes up the steps, wipes his feet, steps in, and goes up to the turnbuckles to remove his hood and bask in a few cheers. COLE “Thunder” Tim Livingston!!! Making his debut at School’s Out! What an impact! COACH Man, that white boy needs some style lessons. Who told the boy white is in? The Coach should have hooked that boy up with a velour jumpsuit or somethin’. CABOOSE If this guy is as good in the ring as his attire leads him to be…then Brickston and the Boys made one big mistake. Thunder steps down, goes over to his corner and takes off his robe, talking to his teammates to develop some strategy against The Crew. Suddenly, the 3 Crew members and Popick jump their opponents from behind. Popick and Vitamin X toss The All-American Boys through the ropes and to the floor as PRL works over Brickston in the corner. Cuban Wall gets a couple of good shots in on Thunder’s back and neck before pulling him out and tossing him to the ropes. Wall readies a big lariat, but Thunder ducks and flies off the opposite rope with one of his own, and just like that, the Cuban Wall is down and is rolling to the outside to recover a bit. COLE Thunder clocks the Muscle of The Lightning Crew with a thunderous lariat! COACH Damn! That boy might have some skills after all! CABOOSE Cole, would you mind throwing a couple more puns into your commentary? Really. Please. You can be like Carrie from Sex and the City, since you already look like her! Thunder looks around and sees PRL continuing to beat down Brickston in the corner. He goes over and pulls him off, giving him a quick elbow shot to the face that stuns him. He follows with another that knocks PRL back a bit. He takes him against the ropes and throws him in, hitting him on the rebound with a nice dropkick. Brickston somewhat recovers in the corner, still nursing that hand of his and helps Thunder pull PRL up. They double team Irish Whip him into the ropes and hit PRL on the rebound with a double back elbow. Thunder and "Rock Hard" soak in some cheers from the crowd again, but this time, they spoke too soon, as Vitamin X and Popick charge at them from behind. However, the faces see them coming and pull down the top rope, stepping aside and watching the two fly over the top rope and to the floor. Brickston sees PRL get himself up on the ropes and gives him a clothesline over the top rope and to the floor as The All-American Boys roll in behind him. All four faces climb a turnbuckle and soak in a huge cheer from the crowd. COLE Listen to that ovation! COACH Man, The Lightning Crew and Popick ain’t looking too good right now. CABOOSE What are you talking about! This is their bait-and-switch technique! You just watch, they’ll come through!!! All four faces get down and go to their corner. Thunder is the man who stands at the turnbuckle waiting for a Lightning Crew member to step in and face him, and it ends up being the Cuban Wall. COLE Here we go! Cuban Wall, the powerhouse of The Lightning Crew is gonna take on the mystery man to officially start the match! *DING!* 8-MAN TAG TEAM MATCH "THE CORPORATE CHAMPION" THA PUERTO RICAN, STEPHEN JOSEPH POPICK, CUBAN WALL, & VITAMIN X VS. JOHN "ROCK HARD" BRICKSTON, THE ALL-AMERICAN BOYS, & "THUNDER" TIM LIVINGSTON Thunder and CW circle each other one time before Cuban Wall comes to the center. Thunder walks up and they get into each other’s faces. Cuban Wall shouts some trash Thunder’s way, but Thunder just stands there with a smirk on his face. WALL What are you looking at, punk? SMACK! COLE What a slap from the Wall! COACH That’s mah dawg! CABOOSE Now THAT is how you start off a match. Thunder grabs his cheek and turns his head a bit, shaking the slap off before smiling at Wall again. Wall keeps yelling at Thunder, but Thunder readies a slap…but doesn’t slap him back. Wall ducks thinking the slap is coming, only to get a poke in the eye for his troubles. Wall grabs his face as he stumbles back to The Lightning Crew corner as Thunder stands applauding the Wall for his cunningness. COLE Tit for tat go the two big men! COACH Whoa. I don’t see any ladies in there, Cole. What are you looking at! CABOOSE Cole, you can’t say TAT on television, man! Wall charges for a big right hand but Thunder ducks and starts rocking the big man with elbow shots. Eventually he gets him back to a neutral turnbuckle and continues to paste Wall with elbows before Wall slumps in the corner. Thunder then gets ready and delivers a big knife-edge chop. SMACK! WHOOOOOOOOOO~! Thunder readies again and hits him with another flesh-pounding knife-edge chop. SMACK! WHOOOOOOOOOO~! Thunder grabs his chest in amusement and makes the “DANG! That hurt!” motion before whipping the big man to the other corner. Thunder charges but Wall gets up a big back elbow that staggers Thunder back towards the middle. Wall, who is still grabbing his chest, charges back towards Thunder, but Thunder is ready for Wall, and tosses him with a huge Belly-to-Belly Overhead Suplex. Thunder gets right up and points towards The Lightning Crew corner to come get some. The 2 LC members and Popick in the corner get into the ring, but as they do, they see that Brickston and the Boys have entered right behind Thunder to stop an assault. They retreat just a bit, but not before PRL talks some trash Thunder’s way. Wall gets up and goes over to get a tag, and tags in Vitamin X. COLE The Wall is reeling! CABOOSE Smart move to tag out to the fresh man. X comes in and circles a bit with Thunder before locking up in the middle. Thunder grabs a side headlock on the much shorter X, twisting behind him to grab a hammerlock. X ducks under and behind to reverse the move, grabbing his own hammerlock in a smooth motion. Thunder grabs his shoulder a bit before X grabs a headlock of his own. Thunder walks X back to the ropes and then whips him in off the headlock. X tries a tackle, but his attack doesn’t knock Thunder down. X gets an angry look on his face. COLE Thunder wouldn’t budge!!! COACH Man, I think I might actually like this guy a bit! CABOOSE Who does this “Thunder” guy think he is? Thunder yells for X to try another shoulderblock, and X obliges. For the second time, Thunder doesn’t budge. X really gets angry and really charges hard on the next shoulderblock, but Thunder ducks to the side and takes X down with a drop toehold. Thunder stands at X’s feet and locks his legs in with his before slapping X’s sides. COLE Could we see a surfboard? Thunder grabs one of X’s hands as X shakes his head viciously because he doesn’t like what’s coming. Thunder then gets a hold of the other hand and rocks up and down before he finally gets X up into the Mexican Surfboard! Thunder holds X up for about 15 seconds in the move before dropping him down and locking in a Dragon Sleeper! COLE That’s the Romero Special! CABOOSE Hey, hey, HEY! Mickey Jay better watch the choke!!! However, Mickey sees The Lightning Crew and Popick try to get in and interfere, only for Jay to cut them off after coming out of the corner. PRL, Cuban Wall, and Popick all plead their case to the ref, but their claims fall upon deaf ears. Meanwhile, The All-American Boys sneak in and start delivering stereo chops to Vitamin X’s prone chest! Brickston then runs in and stands right behind Mickey Jay, taunting the heels as X continues to get pounded from Brickston’s teammates. All illegal parties then go back to their corners and Vitamin X rolls to his corner for a tag, and in comes PRL. COLE Well, here comes the boss. CABOOSE There’s my boy! PRL is about to teach this overblown punk a lesson he’ll never forget! Thunder sees PRL come into the match, walks back as he smiles, and holds his hand out for a tag, and in comes the Champ. COLE Oh, boy! PRL and "Rock Hard" are gonna get it on here! COACH Aww naw! CABOOSE Break his hand, PRL! ROB SCHNEIDER YOU CAN DO IT! Break his friggin’ hand!!! The two men stare at each other, each with sneers on their faces. The crowd boos and chants "P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS!" Finally, PRL saids "Fuck it." and charges at Brickston. Brickston and PRL engage in a slugfest, trading punches! Brickston uses his left, non-injured hand to lay into PRL, pushing him into the ropes. He whips PRL into the opposite ropes, and puts his head down, so PRL takes advantage, and DRILLS Brickston with a DANGEROUS DDT! PRL covers Brickston. 1! 2~! KICKOUT! COACH Ouch! CABOOSE Yeah. Ouch. PRL punches Brickston in the face again and again, trash talking in between the punching. He picks up Brickston, and gives him several European Uppercuts. He tags in Stephen Joseph Popick, and the two beat on Brickston together. They both Irish whip Brickston into the ropes, and then punch him in the gut. Popick turns Brickston around, and goes for a backslide. He is successful, so Mickey Jay counts. 1... 2... But Brickston kicks out! Popick kicks Brickston while he's on the mat, and then picks him up, and whips him into The Lightning Crew corner. Popick tags Cuban Wall, and the two stomp a mudhole in Brickston. Suddenly, All-American Boy II runs into the ring, and attacks Popick! All-American Boy III enters the ring, and The All-American Boys lay into Popick, bringing the crowd to life. But Vitamin X runs in, and clotheslines AAB II from behind, and then attacks AAB III, whipping him into the ropes. He then gives him a Floatover DDT! CABOOSE Yeah! Way to go, X! The crowd starts up the "P.R. SUCKS!" chant once again. Referee Mickey Jay forces Vitamin X to head back to his corner. Meanwhile, The All-American Boys roll out of the ring, leaving just Cuban Wall and John "Rock Hard" Brickston as the legal men. Cuban Wall picks up Brickston, and punches him in the face several times. He whips Brickston into the ropes, and then follows with a flying clothesline. He goes for the cover. He gets two. CW picks up Brickston, and punches him in the face, and then picks him up in a fallaway slam position. With Brickston is his arms, Wall runs into a turnbuckle, slamming Brickston's back against it. He runs to the opposite turnbuckle, and Brickston's back meets the turnbuckle again. CW then heads to a third turnbuckle, and Brickston gets hit in the back for a third time, and finally, Wall heads to the fourth turnbuckle, slamming Brickston's back against it. He finishes with a powerslam. CABOOSE Cuban Wall is showing us why he is The Official Muscle For The Lightning Crew! COLE Cuban Wall with a legdrop on John Brickston! Wall does another legdrop. Then, he picks up Brickston and whips him into a turnbuckle. Cuban Wall rushes into Brickston with an avalanche, and then follows with a double-armed DDT. He goes for the cover again. It gets a two count. Cuban Wall tags in Vitamin X. X leaps onto the top rope, and then leaps off with an elbowdrop! He covers Brickston. But only gets a two count. COLE It appears as if the injured hand and ribs has greatly reduced Brickston's strength. CABOOSE Then The Lightning Crew's mission is accomplished. Oh, if only there was a stipulation attatched that if The Lightning Crew defeated Brickston's team, Brickston would lose the Italian Championship! Vitamin X tags back Cuban Wall. Wall kicks Brickston in the face several times. "Thunder" Tim Livingston and The All-American Boys clap their hands in unison. The crowd soon follows, but Brickston is still gets his ass kicked by Wall. COLE Tim Livingston is just itching to get into the ring! Cuban Wall waits for Brickston to get up. When he's on his knees, Cuban Wall shocks the crowd by delivering a BEAUTIFUL SHINING WIZARD on John "Rock Hard" Brickston!!! Wall stops and poses for the crowd, who greet him with loud boos. He tags in PRL, and the two stomp on Brickston for a bit. They pick him up, and whip him into the ropes, and then hit a flying reverse elbow on him. Wall picks up Brickston and whips him into the ropes, and then gives him a SPINEEEEEEE-BUSSSSTTTAAAAHHHHHHHH~!!! Tha Puerto Rican quickly gets into position to deliver the IntenseZone Elbow. The crowd stands up and boos. COLE Oh God. CABOOSE Oh yes. Oh yes. With Brickston lying in the center of the ring, PRL removes his right elbowpad, spits on it, and then throws it down on Brickston's face. He does some weird hand signals, and then bounces off the ropes, leaps off Brickston, and then bounces off the opposite ropes. CABOOSE It's now time for the most electrifying move in professional wrestling, NOT sports-entertainment, the IntenseZone Elbow! Indeed, Tha Puerto Rican stops to pose, and then drops the IntenseZone Elbow onto the chest of John "Rock Hard" Brickston to a face pop from the crowd! PRL kips up, and then does the "Just Bring It!" gesture at Tim Livingston. Livingston responds by heading into the ring, along with The All-American Boys. PRL taunts the three of them. Referee Mickey Jay steps in, and holds back Livingston and The AABs. While this is going on, Popick, Wall, and X come into the ring, and join PRL in kicking Brickston. The crowd boos this, but Mickey Jay is obilivious to all of this. COLE Now come on, ref! Doesn't he notice any of this? CABOOSE Hey now. He's just doing his job. Livingston and The All-American Boys aren't the legal men, so they can't come into the ring! Referee Mickey Jay is able to make Livingston and The All-American Boys head back into their corner. The LC also head back to their corner, leaving just PRL and Brickston in the ring. PRL heads to the top rope, removes his left elbow pad, throws it into the crowd, and then leaps off it, doing the "Up Yours!" hand gesture in mid-air. The Corporate Elbowdrop! He goes for the cover. 1! 2! KICK OUT! He makes the tag to Stephen Joseph. Popick laughs at Brickston, and then picks up Brickston and gives him a snapmare takeover. He picks up Brickston, whips him into the ropes, Brickston reverses, and gives Popick a big boot to the face! He falls to his knees, and tags in All-American Boy II. AAB II attacks Popick. He whips him into a turnbuckle! Knife Edged Chop! *WOOOOOOO~!* Knife Edged Chop! *WOOOOOOOO~! Knife Edged Chop! *WOOOOOOOOOOO~! All-American Boy II gets on the top rope, and punches Popick. 1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! 7! 8! 9! 10! 11! 12! He then bites Popick's nose! CABOOSE Oh yeah. Nose biting. That's very All-American! What a hyprocrite! COACH He's fighting fire with fire. That's all! CABOOSE Oh come on! AAB II whips Popick into his team's corner. He tags in AAB III, and The All-American Boys stomp a mudhole in Popick. Cuban Wall runs into the ring and attacks The All-American Boys, so Tim Livingston and John "Rock Hard" Brickston enter the ring, and a brawl begins. The crowd comes to life once again, cheering Livingston, Brickston, and The AABs on! Referee Mickey Jay has to once again intervene, stopping the brawl between Cuban Wall, The All-American Boys,B rickston, and Livingston. While this is going on, AAB III picks up Popick. Popick low-blows AAB III, sending him to the mat. Cuban Wall heads back to The Lightning Crew corner. Livingston, Brickston, AAB II, and Mickey Jay didn't notice the lowblow, but the crowd does, booing. "P.R. SUCKS!" "P.R. SUCKS!" "P.R. SUCKS!" "P.R. SUCKS!" Popick gets up, and tags in Vitamin X. X gives AAB III a snap suplex. He picks All-American Boy III up, and whips him into the ropes, following with a dropkick. He punches AAB III, and then tags in Popick again. X and Popick beat on AAB III, and then whip him into the ropes, giving him a double flapjack. Popick stops to pose. The crowd boos. COLE Such smug arrogrance from Popick. Popick goes back to work on All-American Boy III. He knees AAB III in the back of the head. Tag back to Cuban Wall. Wall picks up AAB III, and gives him a headbutt. He then whips him into the turnbuckle. He follows that up with several punches all over AAB III's body. Wall hits AAB III with another headbutt. He chokes AAB III with his right boot, but the referee stops it at the count of four. All-American II, John "Rock Hard" Brickston, and "Thunder" Tim Livingston clap their hands in unison, and the crowd soon follows. The crowd then chants "U.S.A.! U.S.A.! U.S.A.! U.S.A.!" Wall tells the crowd to shut up. Bodyslam by CW. Cuban Wall applies a chinlock on All-American Boy III. The crowd quiets down as Wall cinches the hold on the weakened AAB III. COLE This match hasn't been going so well for The All-American Boys, Brickston, and Livingston. CABOOSE I can't believe Livingston actually WANTED to team up with those losers. Hasn't he seen any OAOAST shows? The All-American Boys and John Brickston aren't in The Lightning Crew's league. He would have been better off joining The Lightning Crew. COACH Livingston hasn't been tagged in in quite a while. I'm sure he's just itching to get in there! The Lightning Crew and Popick cheer Wall on, while Brickston, Livingston, and AAB II cheer AAB III on. Referee Mickey Jay checks on AAB III, while the crowd continues cheering. After a few minutes stuck in the chinlock, All-American Boy III starts moving his hands. Wall panicks. Soon, AAB III is on one knee. Then hunched over, with the chinlock still applied. The crowd gets louder and louder. AAB III elbows Cuban Wall in the gut several times. All-American Boy III escapes the chinlock, and heads to the ropes. However, Cuban Wall grabs him, and gives him the Wallbreaker! CABOOSE Yes! COLE Cuban Wall's going for the one-two punch of the Wallbreaker and Lightning Crew Splash. And we just saw the Wallbreaker! CABOOSE And here's The Lightning Crew Splash! Indeed, Cuban Wall bounces off the ropes, and splashes All-American Boy III--NO!--AAB III puts his knees up, so Cuban Wall fails to do The Lightning Crew Splash! CABOOSE No! COLE And All-American Boy III is still alive! All-American Boy III and Cuban Wall lie on the mat. The crowd comes alive, cheering AAB III on by chanting "U.S.A.! U.S.A.!" The Lightning Crew and Popick beg for Wall to tag them in. Both AAB III and Cuban Wall begin crawling to their respective corners. The crowd's cheers become louder each second. COLE Who's going to be the first to make the tag? CABOOSE It's Wall! Wall is going to be first! COACH No, it's All-American Boy III! He's almost there! AAB III and Wall are both almost about to make the tag. A hush silence falls over the crowd. Then... ALL-AMERICAN BOY III MAKES THE TAG TO "THUNDER" TIM LIVINGSTON!!! COLE And Tim Livingston is back in! Cuban Wall makes the tag to PRL, and PRL and Livingston engage in a slugfest. PRL whips Livingston into the ropes. Livingston reverses, and gives PRL a T-Bone Suplex! Cuban Wall comes into the ring. He charges with a clothesline, but Livingston ducks...and gives Wall a German Suplex! Popick enters the ring next, but Livingston stops him with a running lariat! Vitamin X charges after Livingston. Livingston greets him with an Arn Anderson-style SPINEBUSTAH~!!! COLE Tim Livingston has just taken out all 4 of his team's opponents! COACH Say, maybe we should believe the hype afterall! CABOOSE No! This is all a fluke! This is all a fluke! Tim Livingston picks up PRL and punches him. PRL punches back. The two engage in a slugfest. But then, Cuban Wall gets up and attacks Livingston. Because of this, John "Rock Hard" Brickston enters the ring, and attacks Wall! Vitamin X soon gets up, and attacks Brickston, but All-American Boy II enters the ring, and attacks HIM. Stephen Joseph Popick joins in on the fight, so All-American Boy III enters the ring. All 8 men are in the ring, and are brawling with each other!!! The crowd is going wild! COLE In the words of the late, great Gordon Solie, we have a pier-six brawl in the ring! COACH Katie, bar the door! CABOOSE I hate these damn cliches. "The Corporate Champion" Tha Puerto Rican, Cuban Wall, Vitamin X, Stephen Joseph Popick, John "Rock Hard" Brickston, "Thunder" Tim Livingston, and The All-American Boys continue their brawl with Mickey Jay not having alot of luck in stopping the fight. AABII clothesline Popick over the top rope! All-American Boy III and Vitamin X continue their fight on the outside. Cuban Wall and "Thunder" Tim Livingston engage in a slugfest in the ring, as does "The Corporate Champion" Tha Puerto Rican and John "Rock Hard" Brickston. COLE It's chaos inside the ring, and outside of the ring! Total chaos! COACH No one can control this! COLE Cuban Wall is in control of Tim Livingston. Indeed! Livingston is dazed, so Cuban Wall grabs his throat, preparing for a chokeslam. He goes to life Livingston up, BUT Livingston punches Wall in the face, and gives him several headbutts to escape. Livingston quickly goes to the attack, grabbing Cuban Wall and placing him on his back in a torture rack position which surprises the crowd! COLE That's a 6'7 man on Livingston's back! COACH Good God! The 6'3 Tim Livingston holds the 6'7 Cuban Wall on his back for a few seconds while PRL and Brickston continue their brawling. Livingston then lifts Cuban Wall into the air...and FINISHES WITH A SIT-DOWN POWERBOMB!!! COLE Un-be-live-able!!! COACH DAY-UM~!!! The crowd POPS loudly for Tim Livingston's finishing move, The ThunderBomb! Livingston plays to the crowd. Meanwhile, PRL gains the advantage on Brickston. PRL kicks Brickston in the gut, grabs him in a 3/4 facelock, and prepares to give him the Corporate Nightmare! BUT WAIT! Brickston holds on! "Rock Hard" escapes from the Corporate Nightmare, so PRL goes for a clothesline. Brickston ducks that, kicks PRL in the gut, and places him on his shoulders, in the Death Valley Driver position. John "Rock Hard" Brickston then gives Tha Puerto Rican the Killswitch! Brickston gets back up, turns PRL around, grabs his right leg, kneels down, and applies the anklelock on Tha Puerto Rican holding him with his injured right hand, and twisting the ankle with his left hand!!! COLE The anklelock! The anklelock has been applied! COACH Just like last month at Living Anglelously! Will we get the same result? John "Rock Hard" Brickston continues applying the anklelock on PRL with Livingston watching on. Referee Mickey Jay checks on PRL, who is refusing to tap out. But with Cuban Wall on the mat in pain, and Vitamin X and Popick busy brawling with The All-American Boys, The Corporate 24/7 Champion has no choice... BUT TO TAP OUT TO THE ANKLELOCK!!! *DING DING DING!* (11:13) COLE And Tim Livingston wins in his OAOAST debut! BUFFER Ladies and Gentlemen, the winner of this match: the team of The All-American Boys, "Thunder" Tim Livingston, and the One And Only AngleSault Thread Italian Champion, JOHN "ROCK HARDDDDDDD" BRRRRIICCCCKKKKKKSSSSTTTTOOOOOOONNNNNNN!!!! "Fuel" by Metallica starts playing as the crowd cheers loudly. The ref raises the hands of John "Rock Hard" Brickston and "Thunder" Tim Livingston in victory. The two big man shake hands, and then hug. The All-American Boys are also celebrating. COLE For the second consective month, Tha Puerto Rican has tapped out to the anklelock! COACH I believe John Brickston has proved to the world that his victory over Tha Puerto Rican last month at Living Anglelously was no fluke! CABOOSE Oh so what? PRL still has the belt. As long as PRL has the 24/7 Title, then everything is okay! The All-American Boys enter the ring and high-five Brickston and Livingston. PRL and Cuban Wall are still on the mat, recovering from the finishing moves of Brickston and Livingston respectively. Brickston has a wide smile on his face, relishing in his victory over his hated nemesis. Referee Mickey Jay hands the OAOAST Italian Championship belt over to Brickston. John "Rock Hard" Brickston, "Thunder" Tim Livingston, and The All-American Boys all raise their hands together in victory while the crowd cheers. Brickston then heads to the turnbuckles, and raises the Italian Title. COLE Tim Livingston lived up to the hype. He impressed all of us tonight. CABOOSE Not all of us. COLE If tonight was any indication, then "Thunder" Tim Livingston may have quite the future in the OAOAST! "Fuel" continues playing. The All-American Boys, Brickston, and Livingston head to the turnbuckles, and play to the crowd. PRL and Cuban Wall use the ropes to help themselves up. The face play to the crowd some more, and then leave the ring. Brickston stares at PRL, who is pissed off. Brickston raises the Italian Championship belt, which just furthers pisses PRL off. The AABs, Brickston, and Livingston walk to the entrance. COLE I wonder what PRL feels about this lost. Everytime PRL and Brickston have a match, PRL loses! CABOOSE They've only fought three times you idiot! COLE Still, the point stands. PRL just can't beat John Brickston! The All-American Boys, John "Rock Hard" Brickston, and "Thunder" Tim Livingston all raise their hands one more time, and then leave through the entrance. Vitamin X and Stephen Joseph have entered the ring, and are helping PRL and Cuban Wall get up. "Fuel" by Metallica dies down. PRL sneers at Cuban Wall. He starts scolding him. Vitamin X and Popick are surprised. COLE I take it PRL isn't too pleased with Wall's performance these past few days. COACH Tell me about it. On Thursday, Cuban Wall lost to John Brickston, and was unable to win the Italian Title, and now tonight, Cuban Wall gets hit with the ThunderBomb, and is unable to help PRL escape from the anklelock, thus making The Lightning Crew and Popick lose this match! CABOOSE Come on guys. Don't fight. Everyone makes mistakes. This lost isn't worth fighting over! PRL is furious at Cuban Wall. Wall just soaks his head, knowing he failed. Vitamin X and Popick try to stop PRL from yelling, but PRL doesn't listen. The crowd just boos. PRL shoves Cuban Wall. Wall doesn't do anything. Then, Tha Puerto Rican slaps Cuban Wall in the face! CROWD OOOOOOHHHHHHHH!!!!! COACH Oh, this isn't good. Cuban Wall wakes up, and goes face-to-face (well, face-to-chest) with Tha Puerto Rican! The 6'7 Wall gets into a yelling contest with the 5'9 PRL, with Vitamin X and Popick trying to calm them down. The crowd, meanwhile, starts cheering, hoping to see the end of The Lightning Crew tonight. COLE There's friction between Cuban Wall and PRL! CABOOSE Hey guys. Guys? Please stop fighting. Please? Pretty please? PRL You have failed The Lightning Crew one too many times, Wall! PRL and Cuban Wall shove each other. Popick gets in between the two, and tries to talk some sense into them. The crowd is cheering. CABOOSE How can you people cheer this? You heartless morons! Popick talks to both PRL and Cuban Wall. Finally, he is able to calm down PR and Cuban Wall. P.R. apoligizes to Wall. Cuban Wall apoligizes to P.R., and the two shake hands, then hug. The crowd boos. Vitamin X and Popick breathe a sigh of relief. The crowd just chants "P.R. SUCKS!" PRL Don't fail me again. Okay? CUBAN WALL Sure thing, boss. PRL Okay. Popick hands the 24/7 Title belt over to Tha Puerto Rican. P.R. smiles, and then raises the belt, recieving boos. He laughs evilly. CABOOSE That's a message to John Brickston. Brickston may have won the battle, but he has yet to win the war! COLE This war between PRL and John "Rock Hard" Brickston isn't over yet. Not by a long shot. COACH You're damn skippy. The Lightning Crew raise their arms in a "L" in The Lightning Crew Salute one more time, then leave the ring. "No Chance In Hell" by Bradley Boyds begins playing. The 3 Lightning Crew members taunt the crowd. COLE Cuban Wall and PRL are on the same page for now, but who knows how long they can be on the same side? CABOOSE Cuban Wall and PRL will be a team for a damn long time. And you can quote me on that. COLE Well fans, we still have more to come at School's Out. We'll be right back, right after this! COACH Uh...this is a pay-per-view, Michael. There are no commercials. COLE Oh, uh...um. CABOOSE I can't believe I gotta put up with this. (FADE OUT) Edited May 30, 2005 by Tony149 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tony149 0 Report post Posted May 30, 2005 (edited) ~The camera shows us Lilith, in her rope, standing backstage.~ Lilith: So, Satan has rewarded my loyalty with a fool who does not learn as my first opponent on a Pay Per View. Excellant. I shall be able to defeat this Ayane Mitsui even more easily than I hoped, and when I do, I shall show the entire world just why you don't mess with the followers of SATAN! BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, your following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall. CUE: "Flip Reverse It", Blazin' Squad BUFFER Introducing first. At a total combined weight of three hundred, ninety seven pounds...the team of Jamie O'Hara and Ryan Burgess... THE BIRMINGHAM... BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAADD BOOOOOOOOYYYYZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" The BBB step out from the entrance way to boos from the crowd. The two throw up their hands and pose, which in the eyes of the fans makes them 'POSEURS', as evidence by seven big, red letters held up in the fourth row. O'Hara jawjacks with some young children wearing Hoff shirts, possibly for their poor taste in attire...as Burgess walks straight to the ring, focused. In rolls Burgess, quickly grabbing the microphone from Michael Buffer, as O'Hara drags behind. BURGESS Oi right, we wanna see all you people showin' us some respects up in here, eh? "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" BURGESS You people better shut your punk mouths, or we'z gonna personally shut you's all up, ya hear? CABOOSE When did they go from chavs to Goombah wannabees, you's guys? COACH Shh! I like these guys! BURGESS Before we get these two bitches out here, we wanna throw out a forty and represent...and send a heads up to our boyz back in Birmingham, England! O'HARA Holla Atcha Boyz!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Whevere the crowd are booing at the BBB, their unedcuated drawl or for the mention of a country that isn't America, it doesn't really matter. BURGESS Yeah...holla to our boys. Robbie G, Kelly Z, Stryder, Blingy, Lil' Shiznit, Jazza, Big Mizzark, yo' mom, Corn Dog, Bla... WWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~! Burgess gets cut off as suddenly, the crowd go NUTS~...for the unmistakeable "Sprach Zarathustra" (Theme from 2001: A Space Odyssey), and the entrance of Lil' Naitch Charles Robinson! Robinson does a little strut away from the School's Out set and lets out an almighty "WOOOOOOOOOO!" towards the crowd. Behind him, James Blonde follows the referee-turned-one-night-wrestler- through the entrance, wondering what he's done to deserve this gig. BUFFER And their opponents. First, from Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada...weighing in at two hundred one pounds... JAMES... BBLLLOOOONNDDEEEEEEE!!! His tag team partner. Hailing from the wrestling mecca, Charlotte, North Carolina. He weighs in at less than you would imagine... "LIL' NAITCH"... CHHAAARRLLEEESS... RROOOBBIIIIINNSSSOOOONN!!!! "YEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!" Robinson holds out his hands for a double low-five with Blonde...only to pull them away at the last second, running them through his hair with a whoo. Smirking, Blonde throws his hands up and jogs to the ring. Letting Robinson just get on with it. COLE Charles looks like he's confident. But I don't think the BBB need to be too concerned with Lil' Naitch. CABOOSE Well, he can't be worse you when you were in the ring, Cole. COLE We'll see. Rolling into the ring, Blonde leaps to his feet...and IMMEDIATELY gets jumped from behind the Bad Boyz!! *DING DING DING!* The bell is immediately rung as the BBB go to work on Blonde, firing forearms across his back. Blonde pulls himself up on the ropes, but takes a shot to the jaw. And a boot to the gut. Kick to the knee. Knee to the ki...err, leg. The barrage continues, with referee Brian Hebner unable to gain control. Eventually, the BBB grab an arm each and whip Blonde across the ring, looking for a double clothesline. Blonde ducks under the arms though, hitting the opposite ropes and dropkicking the Bad Boyz's locked hands. The force of the dropkick breaks the lock and pulls O'Hara and Burgess together, the two clocking heads. Away they both stagger, as Blonde measures them...clothesline for O'Hara! Clothesline for Burgess! Blonde now grabs O'Hara by head and pants, before HURLING him at Burgess, causing him to spear his tag team partner! COACH Wow, James Blonde on FIYAH~! CABOOSE Well, he's got to be on top form tonight. He's basically fighting alone. Lil' Naitch has finally climbed to the apron, but isn't brave enough to get involved just yet. Which doesn't matter, as Blonde is taking care of business in the ring, sending O'Hara into the turnbuckles...and then Burgess, piling up the BBB in the corner. Getting a run-up, Blonde then charges, crushing the BBB with a flying BUTT. Burgess staggers out into the BAAAAACK~! body drop! And O'Hara the same! Both Bad Boyz struggle their feet as Blonde pushes himself onto the middle rope. Burgess goes towards him, but dives out of the way as Blonde tumbles off the ropes, catching O'Hara with a sunset flip... 1... 2. *SMACK!* Burgess breaks the count with a kick to the spine!! CABOOSE And there's where Blonde is screwed. I'll be surprised if 'Naitch' even gets in the ring here tonight. Blonde favours his back as Burgess grabs him by the hair, pulling him to his feet. Still both BBB members are in the ring, which earns Hebner and verbal tongue lashing from fellow ref Robinson. A double irish whip sends Blonde into the corner. O'Hara follows straight in with double knees up into the sternum. The winded Blonde collapses to a seated position in the corner, as Burgess charges in and CANNONBAAAAAAALLS~! into the seated Blonde! COACH Straight Ballin'! COLE And that bitch thought he could ball. Ha! CABOOSE D'you guys think the SWF would take me on? Rolling to his feet, Burgess pulls Blonde out of the corner and makes a cover... 1... 2.. Kickout. Burgess picks Blonde up again, sending him into the ropes and connecting with a back elbow. He then hits the ropes, dropping all his two hundred, eight pounds across Blonde's chest with a back senton. Burgess makes a quick tag to O'Hara straight afterwards, the younger Bad Boy emulating his partner with his own back senton. Blonde holds his chest and rolls to his knees. But O'Hara meets him with a stiff, straight kick, connecting to the sternum, knocking Blonde back down. With a smug smile, O'Hara grabs at his crotch with a motion in Charles Robinson's direction. Lil' Naitch wisely isn't drawn into the ring though, even as O'Hara drops to one knee and starts to choke James Blonde. CABOOSE Look at Robinson...he looks petrified. COLE You can't really blame him though 'Boose. CABOOSE I don't blame him. I just think he's dumb for even suggesting he be James Blonde's partner, let alone going through with it. Breaking his choke, O'Hara pulls Blonde to his feet and backs him into a corner. A quick kick catches James in the breadbasket. A second goes a little lower. And a third kick seems to catch Blonde very low, as he groans and falls to his knees. Hebner warns MC Super Jay about his aim, but the Bad Boy shrugs if off and pulls Blonde back up...springing off the middle rope and kicking Blonde square in the jaw! Blonde collapses out of the corner, into a pin... 1... 2... Kickout. O'Hara drags up Blonde again, tagging in Burgess and holding Blonde open for a big kick to the gut. Burgess follows up with a CLUB across the shoulder blades. And a second. He then applies a side headlock, sneaking in a left hand behind Hebner's back. Again, Robinson is right on his fellow zebra striper's case about missing the illegal shot. Still Burgess has the side headlock on and starts to ruffle away at Blonde's hair in a little frustraton tactic. Going to the gut, Blonde weakens up Burgess once, then twice...before shooting Burgess into the ropes. Burgess somesaults out of a hiptoss though, landing on his feet and hooking Blonde down with a nice clothesline, immediately followed up with a cover... 1... 2... Kickout again. Shooting a look at Hebner, Burgess pulls up the OAOAST trainee and pushes him into the corner. Burgess jogs over and tries to draw Robinson in the ring...which doesn't work, but he does distract Brian Hebner, allowing O'Hara to choke Blonde with the tag rope!! COLE Robinson knows what the BBB are trying to do and he's not taking the bait! CABOOSE He's not taking the bait, because he's got no intention of getting into the ring. O'Hara releases the tag rope just in time, looking as innocent as possible as Hebner questions him. In sprints Burgess meanwhile, DRIVING a knee into Blonde's gut. Burgess grabs two handfuls of some Blonde face to pull him back to his feet, getting right into James' face and yelling some obscenities...before striking him with a nice forearm. Burgess hits another knee before getting tagged out by his partner, who suddenly calls the shots and sends Blonde into the ropes. Still in the ring, Burgess drops down, Blonde hurdling him... *SMACK!* ...and running STRAIGHT into a spinning heel kick from O'Hara! Blonde gets caught right between the eyes and skids to a halt underneath the bottom rope. O'Hara is right on him, stomping away on Blonde while putting the badmouth on him for good measure. In steps referee Hebner to pull O'Hara away. But immediately, Burgess jogs across the apron and takes over where O'Hara left off. And finally, Charles Robinson has had enough, stepping into the ring to argue with Hebner...only to leave just as quickly as O'Hara runs after him. While all this is going on, Burgess goes back to his corner and O'Hara drags Blonde into the centre of the ring again. Burgess tags in just as Hebner turns around to see it. In jogs Burgess, dropping an elbow on Blonde. And a second. Burgess pops up, faking a third elbow...before scraping his boot across Blonde's eyes! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" COLE I'm impressed by these kids. From what we saw in their first two matches, they certainly weren't this organised and weren't using such veteran like tactics. Burgess turns to Robinson and dares him to enter the ring. But still, Robinson is happy to stay on the outside. Burgess is determined to get the referee in though and double dog dares him, Robinson still staying put...as Blonde rolls Burgess up!! 1... 2... Kickout! Overcoming the momentary shock, Burgess kicks out and quickly catches Blonde with a knee to the side of the head. The furious Bad Boy then mounts Lil' Naitch and starts to pummel him with closed fists. Blonde tries to cover up but it's in vain, as Burgess just clubs and clubs until again, Hebner has to step in. As he does, Burgess walks away and tags O'Hara in. In comes MC Super Jay, tagging Blonde with an open handed shot as he begins to get back up. Blonde swings and misses with a right, O'Hara catching him with a kick to the kidneys and dropping him with a back suplex. COLE And a textbook back suplex! We might have underestimated these kids. CABOOSE Michael, there's one golden rule in Britain- Never overestimate chav scum. I think that's valid here. They're in a glorified handicap match against James Blonde, not fighting The GPX or Drek Stone. COLE Way to put them over, 'Boose. With Blonde down, O'Hara hits a quick legdrop before leaping out over the top to the apron, before climbing to the top rope. Reaching the top, O'Hara points a finger at Robinson before tumbling off... *wham!* ...and MISSING a Swanton Bomb!!! "YYYYEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!" O'Hara hits hard, stumbling up to his feet quickly despite the crashing fall. But Blonde is up to meet him, snaring O'Hara and dropping him with a DDT! The crowd are now behind James Blonde, encouraging him on as Blonde instinctively begin to crawl towards his corner. COLE Here we go... CABOOSE Workrate junkies, avert your eyes. Blonde and O'Hara are both crawling now, with O'Hara able to get to the corner first and tag in Burgess. Quickly, Burgess scrambles into the ring, grabbing Blonde by the leg and pulling him away from Robinson. On one leg, Blonde pushes up into a standing position, hopping on the one foot. Thinking quickly, Burgess ducks an enziguri. But Blonde manages to plant his fans, rolling forwards and bringing Burgess into a modified victory roll... 1... 2... Only two!! Both men scramble to their feet, Burgess swinging and missing a clothesline. Burgess carries on and hits the ropes, ducking a clothesline from Blonde and keeping his momentum going. Back charges Burgess, this time getting caught and spun around, tilt a whirled into a backbreaker by Blonde!! The crowd pop as now, Blonde is able to get to the corner and tag Robinson... ...but he stops short, deciding not to tag Naitch!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" COACH Woah! The people don't like that! CABOOSE Of course they do, they wanna see Robinson get completely destroyed and possibly miamed, depending on what mood they woke up in today. Turning back around, Blonde is just in time to catch O'Hara charging in with a boot to the gut. Over doubles O'Hara, Blonde grabbing him for a DDT...but O'Hara escapes out the back with an arm wringer, snatching a side headlock. Blonde pushes him off into the ropes though, only for O'Hara to launch at Blonde with a flying forearm... ...that sends Blonde crashing into his corner... ...AND INTO A TAG!!!! "YEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE HERE COMES CHARLES!!! CABOOSE Oh, boy. The crowd go BANANA~ as Robinson steps into the ring, having found a sudden burst of confidence as he sees O'Hara coming towards him... *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOO!" ...AND HITS A KNIFEDGE CHOP!!!! COACH BOOYAH~! O'Hara clutches his chest, looking completely shocked at how much of a chop Robinson possesses. Backing away, O'Hara ends up cornered, as Lil' Naitch follows him in... *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOO!" *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOO!" *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOO!" *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOO!" ...and unleashes a FLURRY of chops, before turning away from O'Hara and STRUTTING~! Burgess sees this and sprints at Robinson in fury, looking to clothesline Lil' Naitch's head off, but Robinson ducks and Burgess ends up clotheslining his own partner... *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOO!" ...before getting a chop!! COLE MAN, look at Charles GO!!! CABOOSE Okay, this is insane. Burgess clutches his chest, before suddenly swinging out with a clothesline. Again, Charles is able to duck and weave out of the way though, waiting for Burgess to turn around...AND JABBING HIM IN THE EYES~! A howl fills the air as Burgess blindly fumbles at his face, not seeing James Blonde charging in and spearing his partner, bundling himself and his opponent out of the ring! Leaving Robinson alone with Burgess, allowing him to... *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOO!" ...yep, you guessed it folks. Burgess' chest is surprisingly red from the chops and he clutches at the sore area. Meanwhile, Charles points out something in the crowd to Brian Hebner, all the while backing up against Burgess. Hebner doesn't see anything, but trusts Robinson enough to take a closer look. *CHING~!* "YEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!" Big mistake. COLE LOWBLOW!! CABOOSE That's it, I'm handing in my notice. COLE THE DIRTIEST LIL' PLAYER IN THE GAME WITH A LOWBLOW!! Crazee B clutches his lower region as Robinson innocently walks away. Referee Hebner suspects Robinson but doesn't bother to question his fellow referee, infact seeming pretty happy to see Charles holding his own. Groaning, Burgess drops to his knees clutching his groin. Robinson grabs him by the hair and pulls him up, grabbing the right leg and tripping the Bad Boy up. ROBINSON Now...we go to kindergarten!! The crowd pop, as Robinson whips around the leg and applies the Figure Four!! "YEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE CHARLES HAS GOT HIM! CABOOSE Yep, I'm out of here. Somebody call me a cab COACH You're a cab! L0LZ0R5~! CABOOSE *smack!* Burgess is caught and Robinson, surprisingly, has the hold applied pretty damn well. The trouble is, he isn't ring aware enough to notice Jamie O'Hara climbing the ropes nearest to him. Having dealt with Burgess, O'Hara reaches the top and backflips off the ropes, hitting a Shooting Star Spla...LEGDROP~! "OOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE OH! Shooting Star Legdrop! COACH Yo, dat's Da Bling Thing, playa!! COLE Whatever it was...I think it's the end of poor Charles. With Robinson out, Burgess is able to untangle himself from the Figure Four. As soon as he's free, Burgess instinctively goes for the cover... 1.. ...but gets pulled up by O'Hara. Burgess seems confused, until O'Hara points down at the lifeless Lil' Naitch and motions that with Blonde out of the way, they can do whatever the hell they want to do. Smirking, Burgess quickly begins to pick Robinson up, the makeshift wrestler lifelessly falling into Burgess' arms. Burgess grabs Naitch around the waist and lifts him into a wheelbarrow position, allowing O'Hara to grab an inverted front facelock. Releasing Charles a little, Burgess holds him by just the feet now, Charles hanging between the two Bad Boyz as suddenly O'Hara spins to the side, hooking Robinson around with him and spiking him RIGHT ON HIS ZEBRA STRIPE WEARING HEAD~!!!~!!~! "OOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE Oh, MAN! They call that the...uhm... COACH Dat's How We Roll~! COLE ...yeah, that thing. CABOOSE Now, that was awesome! Charles is motionless. Pulling himself onto the apron, Blonde takes a dropkick from O'Hara that sends him crashing back down to the arena floor. And from there, it's academic... 1... 2... 3!! *DINGDINGDING!* Burgess pushes to his knees and smiles down at Robinson, who is completely out cold. BUFFER Your winners of this match...THE BIRMINGHAM... BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAADD BOOYYZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" COLE And that could be an abrupt end to Charles Robinson's wrestling career. CABOOSE With any luck. COLE A first OAOAST victory for the Birmingham Bad Boyz, albeit over a wrestler/referee combination...we'll see if they can build on that in the coming weeks, or whever they don't. Edited May 30, 2005 by Tony149 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tony149 0 Report post Posted May 30, 2005 Michael Buffer: This next match will be fought under Hardcore rules! Introducing the first competitor, she hails from Death Valley, California, and tonight she weighs in at 115 lbs, “the Suicide Goth”, LIL-ITH! ~The arena is flooded with red light as “The Lightbringer” by Interfector starts up and Lilith comes out in her black robe with “616” written on the back in blood red. The crowd boos her, but she ignores them as she slowly walks to the ring babbling something about how Satan will lead her to victory. She gets in the ring and stares at the entrance way.~ Cole: Lilith and her comrades in Satan’s Foot Soldiers have been methodically taking apart Team Otaku. Two weeks ago, Lilith threw a fireball at Tony Capella in the six-person tag team match and last week SFS blindsided Ayane and Otaku. Otaku was put through a wooden pallet by that thug, Mephisto, and we understand that both of them are in the hospital, probably watching this match from their beds. Coach: They have Pay Per View in hospitals now? Caboose: Shut up, both of you. SFS may be a tad unusual, and at times, they even look goofy, what with that “Satan is my homeboy” business and all, but you cannot deny that they are very good at playing the numbers game. This woman you see in the ring right now, Lilith, is the brains of the group, and Beethoven himself could not have orchestrated a better situation. Satan’s Foot Soldiers are completely healthy and there are, of course, no disqualifications under hardcore rules. Ayane is the only member of Team Otaku in the building and there is no way she’s 100% after getting hit with the Plunge on Thursday. Lilith can call in backup at any time and meet no resistance. She is right where she wants to be. Michael Buffer: And, introducing her opponent, she was born in Tokyo, Japan, but now resides in Boston, Massachusetts, and this evening she weighs in at 110 lbs, she is “The Girl with the Golden High Kick,” A-YAN-E MIT-SUUU-I! ~“Axelay Kick My Axe OC Remix” by Midee starts up and Ayane quickly walks down the ramp and slides into the ring, where Lilith starts stomping her and the referee signals for the bell. Lilith continues to stomp on Ayane until she grabs Lilith’s left leg and gets a single leg takedown. Chants of “CAT FIGHT, CAT FIGHT!” emerge from the crowd. Ayane gets to her feet and waits for Lilith to do the same. Ayane hits the Suicide Goth with a kick to the knee, and then snaps off an uppercut that drives a surprised Lilith into a corner, and Ayane follows. The referee warns her not to hit Lilith in the corner. Caboose: What kind of officiating is this? Rules like that don’t apply in a hardcore match! Cole: Well, it doesn’t matter; Ayane’s listening to him, and oh! ~Lilith with a rake of the eyes! She whips Ayane into the ropes and hits her with a kitchen sink on the rebound, then gets out of the ring.~ Coach: Why isn’t she following up? Caboose: Did you already forget this is a hardcore match? She’s going to get a weapon, obviously. ~Indeed, Lilith digs under the ring apron and finds a kendo stick!~ Cole: How ironic! Lilith found a kendo stick, which was invented so that young Japanese martial artists could practice their swordsmanship without slicing each other, and now she will use it on her foe, a Japanese woman! Caboose: She found a weapon, Cole. It doesn’t matter what the origin of the thing is, all that matters is that that thing will seriously hurt that little wannabe wrestler. This Mitsui girl should be in K-1, not the OAOAST! Hopefully Lilith will convince her to get out of here with that weapon. ~Ayane has gotten to her feet as Lilith gets into the ring. Lilith charges and CRACK! She hits Ayane in the midsection with the kendo stick!~ Caboose: This is smart on Lilith’s part. She is working over the abdomen of Ayane, which will make it hurt even more when she finally decides to finish off the little fool with the Impaling! ~Lilith waits for Ayane to get to her feet, and then hits her in the stomach with the kendo stick again! The crowd starts chanting “A-YAN-E, A-YAN-E!” Ayane struggles to her feet again, slower than before, and Lilith charges again! AYANE KICKS HER IN THE HEAD! Lilith goes down like a sack of bricks! Ayane flops into a cover! 1! 2! No! Lilith gets her shoulder up! Ayane pulls up Lilith, then hits her with a flying elbow that knocks Lilith into the ropes, and Ayane whips her off them and tries to hit the Golden High Kick(a right roundhouse kick to the side of the head), but misses as Lilith slides under it, then Ayane turns into a spear! Lilith makes the cover! 1! 2! NO! Ayane kicks out at the last second! Lilith complains to the referee as Ayane clutches her stomach. Then Lilith pulls up Ayane and puts her a low bearhug(in other words, she’s bending over and driving her shoulder into Ayane’s stomach, Brock Lesnar used something similar). Caboose: I don’t like the way she’s applying this hold, it leaves her too vulnerable. ~Ayane hits Lilith’s lowered head with elbows and forces her to break the hold. Ayane starts pumping knees into Lilith’s head and midsection, but Lilith gets that low waistlock again and drives Ayane into the ropes, and as they spin, Lilith hits a spinebuster! Lilith: Satan decrees that this match ends NOW! ~Lilith goes to a corner and ascends to the top turnbuckle.~ Cole: She make be looking to hit the Impaling! ~Cole is right, Lilith dives as Ayane gets to her feet, and hits the spear off the top rope! The Impaling! She rolls into a pin! 1! 2! 3, NO! Ayane JUST gets her shoulder up! Lilith pulls up Ayane and applies a headlock and waves toward the entrance ramp! Out comes Mephisto! He walks down and gets into the ring, then takes Ayane from Lilith. He picks her up in a military press!~ Cole: What is this thug, this Mephisto, going to do now? ~Mephisto walks over toward a corner, still holding up Ayane, then drops her, stomach first, onto the RING POST! Not the corner pad, but the post itself. Ayane cries out, then falls to the padding below.~ Caboose: I told you, Lilith is a smart woman. She can’t help but win now… ~Out of the crowd comes Otaku! He doesn’t have his mask on, but we can tell from the tights! He’s pretty taped up, though. He slides into the ring and, as Lilith turns, he hits her with a Roaring Elbow! He kicks Mephisto in the stomach, and hits a modified Bubblegum Crash(Styles Clash, similar to how AJ did it to Abyss)!Both men are down, but security drag Otaku out of the ring and handcuff him and get him out of the ring area.~ Caboose: Good, get that idiot out of there, he shouldn’t even be in the arena right now! ~Ayane is on all fours outside the ring, and uses the apron to get to her feet, although she’s anything but stable on them. She rolls into the ring and sees Lilith just getting up. Ayane charges and SHINING WIZARD! SHINING WIZARD! Ayane falls on Lilith for the cover! 1! 2! Mephisto dives to try to break the pin, it doesn’t work! 3!~ Cole: Ayane beats Lilith after a hard fought battle! Caboose: She only won because Otaku interfered. Cole: As if Mephisti didn’t? Caboose: Oh, shut up! Lilith would’ve finished her eventually! ~Mephisto starts kicking Ayane, but Tony Capella runs down the ramp and gets into the ring! Mephisto grabs Lilith and gets out! Tony checks on Ayane and helps her up, then lifts her arm in victory.~ Cole: It looks like Team Otaku is back, if not 100%. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tony149 0 Report post Posted May 30, 2005 COLE Well, coming up next here at School's Out, it's a supposed 'open challenge'. Christian Wright opened the challenge, so to speak, a few weeks ago and got no offers as of two weeks ago. But Wright was able to dupe poor Igor Stoyanovich into taking up this challenge. COACH Do you think Igor's even realised yet? COLE I'm sure he has. Hoff wouldn't allow Igor to get involved in something like this without being fully aware of it. CABOOSE Phff, like Igor's fully aware of anything. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, your following contest is scheduled for one fall! Making his way to the ring and making his OAOAST in-ring debut...accompanied to the ring by BOHEMOTH!! He hails from Raliegh, North Carolina and weighs two hundred, thirty three pounds..."THE NATURAL"... CHHHRRIIIISSSTTIIIIAAAANNN... WWWWRRRIIIIGGHHHHHTT!!!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" The arena goes dark, save for a single white spotlight at the top of the ramp, as "Creep" by Radiohead begins to filter through the P.A. Just as the lyrics begin, Christian emerges, flanked by his bodyguard Bohemoth and clad in a long, flowing black robe. He stops in the spotlight, waiting for the first "But I'm a creep"...which is when he pulls his robe's hood down and holds his hands to the side, soaking up the boos. COLE Well, it'll be interesting to see what Christian Wright has to offer. Although, he's not against top competition. COACH Don't tell me you're selling Igor short. COLE It's kinda hard not to, Coach. The poor kid isn't a professional wrestler. He's a good kid. But he shouldn't be put in the ring in this situation, without anyone beside him. Wright enters the ring, dumping his robe into Bohemoth's arms and limbering up, as if preparing for the hardest match of his life. Which, of course, it shouldn't be. Still, Wright seems to be taking things seriously, even as " " hits and Igor makes his entrance, to a MEGA POP~!~!~! BUFFER And his opponent...from Russia... IIIIIIGGOOOOOOOORRRR... SSSSTTOOOYYYAAANNOOVVIIIICCCCHHHHHH!!!! "YYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" The crowd go wild, as does Igor, sprinting to the ring crazily and diving in through top and middle ropes. Igor quickly scrambles to his feet, running across the ring and shaking Wright's hand with great gusto for a good five or six seconds, before leaping to the bottom rope and waving to the crowd. COLE Would you listen to this ovation for Igor! CABOOSE These people love an underdog. Or, to put it better, a loser. Beaming away, Igor leaps off the buckles and gets into fighting stance immediatly. Wright tries to hide a smile, putting on a serious face and adopting his own stance. *DING DING DING!* COLE Igor's ready here! He's ready to fight! CABOOSE Yeah, not for long. The bell rings and Igor comes at Wright. The Natural holds a hand up though, wagging a finger in Igor's face and motioning that he wants a lock up, "like we talked about". Igor obliges and Wright makes it look pretty even for a few second, before shoving Igor clear across the ring. Boos greet that, as Wright mockingly wipes some 'sweat' from his brow and congratulating Igor on his efforts. "EE - GOR!" "EE - GOR!" "EE - GOR!" Igor jumps up and down on the spot, clapping as his name is chanted through the arena. Again the loveable Russian is called over by Wright and the two lock up again. Again, Wright feigns a struggle, before pushing Igor back on his ass. On the outside, Bo watches on with a wry smile. Igor meanwhile dusts himself off and prepares himself for another lock-up. Wright again gives his opponent a little mock credit before the two lock up... ...AND IGOR SHOCKS RODEZ WITH A SCHOOLBOY... 1... 2... Wright kicks out and scrambles into a corner, as Igor celebrates his nearfall. "EE - GOR!" "EE - GOR!" "EE - GOR!" CABOOSE Where the HELL did that come from!?! COLE I don't know! And neither does Christian Wright! Still a little surprised, Wright takes a deep breath as he pulls himself up. Applauding Igor, Wright smiles and ends up offering the happy youngster a handshake. A handshake which Igor trustingly goes to take, earning him a hard boot to the gut for his trouble!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" COLE Damn it! Now we see Christian Wright's true colours! The sneer of Christian Wright has been replaced by a look of focus now, as Wright clubs Igor between the shoulder blades. And again. Igor is on his knees, but gets pulled up and into an irish whip. As Igor comes crashing back, Wright nails a knee to the gut, following it up with a hard, measured knee lift. Away crashes Igor clutching his jaw. In follows Wright, pulling Igor up, the confidence flowing back through the veins of The Natural now. Hooking up Igor, Wright takes him over with a vertical suplex. Holding onto Igor's head, Wright then rolls through...and hits a second vertical suplex. But two isn't enough, as Wright holds on and executes a crisp third. Poor Igor clutches his back, but Wright shows no remorse and kicks him square in the spine. "EE - GOR!" "EE - GOR!" "EE - GOR!" Up go the chants again. Sneering, Wright drag Igor to his feet once more, cupping him under the jaw and driving a fist into the side of his head. The referee warns The Natural, but he ignores it and nails Igor again. Christian then lifts the dazed Igor to his feet, nailing another right hand that takes Igor straight back off them. COLE And now, we're seeing what this is really about. Wright wasn't trying to give Igor a good day out. He's not trying to make his life more enjoyable. He wanted to destroy poor Igor, just like we suspected. Determined not to give up, Igor fights to his feet. Wright whips him off the ropes in an instant though, catching him under the arms on return and DROPPING him into a Rydeen Bomb! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" COLE And that's the Wright Off. CABOOSE You've got that right. Igor was a write off from birth. COLE Oh, PLEASE! Igor clutches his ribs in agony. Wright forgoes a cover though, instead dropping a cruel knee into Stoyanovich's sternum. Following it up with a second knee. Igor is limp and clearly hurt, but still, Wright isn't satisfied, pulling Igor off the canvas again. Some of the (pussiest) fans have turned away now, not wanting to watch this display. But they can still hear... *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOO!" ...as Wright chops the HELL out of Igor's chest!! *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOO!" ...and again! Igor slumps in the corner, but Christian pulls him up and holds Igor's head back... *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOO!" ...before nailing him a third time. COLE God, that one sounded like a gun going off! Igor drops to a seated position and clutches at his bright red chest, eyes watering from the sheer pain and gasping breathlessly. Backing up across the ring, Wright has time enough to get involved in an arguement with some fans, before he charges back at the seated Igor, his knee connecting firm with the side of Igor's head. As if not slumped enough before, Igor slumps against the bottom turnbuckle even more. Grabbing a leg, Wright pulls him out and makes the pin... 1... 2... WRIGHT PULLS IGOR UP!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" COLE Come on, there's no need for this. Igor is defenceless! Smirking, Wright brings Igor to his knees and driving some more closed fists in the Russian's cranium, seemingly taking great pleasure in each punch. Igor can't do anything about the punches, simply get knocked more and more loopy. Eventually The Natural stops punching. Only to pick Igor up, deliver a stiff kick to the sternum and send Igor to the ropes. Somehow, Stoyanovich manages to grab the top rope to halt his momentum. And he seems content to stay there, where he's safe. But Wright drags him out with a hold of the arm, ducking behind and DROPPING IGOR ON HIS HEAD~! with a Saito Suplex!! "OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" The crowd groan as Igor's body slumps into a slightly more natural position. As Wright goes after Igor once more, the referee tries to plead with him to show a little mercy. But Wright is having none of it, grabbing Igor's leg and pulling it up...and applying the Figure Four Leglock!! If Igor had been knocked out, the pain from the figure four abruptly wakes him up and with little more than a few second gone... "DAH! DAAAHHH!" ...Igor gives it up! *DING DING DING!* "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" COLE Mercifully, it's over. Wright releases the Figure Four and rolls to his feet, glaring down at Igor with an angered look in his eyes. BUFFER Your winner of this match... CHRISTIAN... WWWRRRRIIIGGHHHHHHTT!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" CABOOSE Darn, I was hoping for more than that. See, Christian is a nice guy after all. COLE Are you kidding me!?! CABOOSE He made it quick, didn't he? Wright's arm is raised in victory by the referee. But Wright is in no mood to celebrate, yanking his arm back and calling Bohemoth into the ring. Already the boos are sounding out as Bo jogs up the steps and enters the ring, while Wright helps Igor to his feet. Only to push him into Bohemoth, who scoops Igor in his arms! Bo holds Igor like a ragdoll, displaying him to each side of the ring, before Wright gives the thumbs down...AND BO SWINGS AND SPIKES IGOR DOWN!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" *DINGDINGDINGDINGDINGDINGING!* CABOOSE Erotic Awakening Of B!! COLE This is too much already! Somebody get out here and stop this! Lying motionless on the mat, Igor is curled up in the same crumpled position he landed in. But again, he's picked up by Christian Wright, who grabs him behind the head and pitches the poor Russian over the top rope and to the outside! Igor splatters off the arena floor and rolls into a fetal position. Watching this with a sick smile, Wright ducks through the middle and top ropes, looking to follow out after Igor... ...but Wright stops as suddenly, five police officers are on their way to the ring! COACH Uh oh, it's the fuzz, leg it guys!! CABOOSE What the hell are the cops doing here!?! COLE I don't know, but hopefully they're out here to help Igor. Wright is already protesting innocence as the cops enter the ring. Dividing duties, the three male cops go to Bohemoth as the two females walk Wright's way. Looking confused, Wright doesn't know what to make of what's going on, looking a mixture of embarrassed and utterly pissed off. And he makes the mistake of taking it out on the cops in front of him, mouthing off...causing the cops to try and cuff him!! "YYYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!" COLE They're trying to cuff Wright! COACH And they're cuffing Bo too! Bohemoth and Wright are being handcuffed! The crowd are going wild as Wright tries to scramble away from the cops around him. Bo isn't so lucky, caught by the burly three cops focusing on him and getting his arms cuffed behind his back. The three cops then begin to escort Bo out of the ring and to the back, Bo unable to get away. Wright sees his bodyguard being carted off and breaks away from the female officers dealing with him, the cops having got only one cuff on one of Wright's wrists. Scrambling over across the ring, Wright leans over the ropes and yells at the cops to bring Bohemoth back. But as he does, one of the female cops thinks quickly and snaps the other cuff shut around the top rope! CABOOSE What the... Wright hasn't noticed as Bohemoth has been carted off, turning around and almost wrenching his arm out of it's socket! The crowd cheer, seeing Wright cuffed to the ropes. Wright meanwhile goes nuts, screaming at the cops. The two, female cops. The two, female cops who suddenly rip off their tops!! "YEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" CABOOSE Now, THAT isn't normal police behaviour, right? Shocked, Wright tries to reach out and cover up the girls. But he can't get near enough to them and ends up copping and eyeful, as the two 'cops' remove the bottom halves of their uniforms as well! COACH BRA AND PANTIES! BRA AND PANTIES! Wright is shocked to the nth degree now, reaching out again, obviously grasping the fact that he's cuffed to the ropes. The two girls stand in front of him in just their underwear now. And still, Wright hasn't a clue what's going on. *GOOOOONG!* Until now. "YYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~!!!" CABOOSE Oh...NO!! "GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN!" The crowd are going BANANA~ by now as the girls start dancing and grinding in front of Wright, who covers his eyes and tries not to look. He instead turns to the entrance way...AS LEON RODEZ WALKS THROUGH THE ENTRANCE WAY!!! And the crowd go CRAZY once more. Wright starts spazzing out in the ring, going absolutely nuts, as Rodez smiles at his handywork and casually strolls towards the ring. COLE LEON RODEZ...IS BACK!! CABOOSE I KNEW it! I just knew he had something to do with this! COLE And Wright is trapped! Wright can't get away, Bohemoth is handcuffed somewhere and Leon Rodez has got a free shot at the man who cost him the X-Division Championship!! Sliding into the ring, Rodez jigs across the ring and asks for a mic. The music doesn't cut just yet though, as Rodez gets down, gets down with the two young ladies in the ring for a moment...before calling for the music to stop. The two ladies quickly give Rodez a peck on the cheek each and leave the ring, as Rodez looks over at Wright with a smirk. "WEL - COME BACK!" "WEL - COME BACK!" "WEL - COME BACK!" "WEL - COME BACK!" RODEZ One time for me...#say my name, say my name#. "LE - ON!" "LE - ON!" "LE - ON!" RODEZ #when nobody's around you, say Leon I love you!# Alright! Man, it's good to be back. And my my, what do we have here? Rodez smirks once more, as Wright swings wildly towards Rodez, who is a good six feet away from him. Rodez fakes fear, before balling up his fist, causing Wright to cower and duck for cover. RODEZ The man who's tried to run me out of the OAOAST. The man who cost me the X-Division Championship. And the man who cost me a month of my career. And here we are, finally...I get a chance for a little revenge... Advancing on Wright, Rodez cocks his fist and gets reayd to nail Wright. Again The Natural covers up, nervously lifting his head, as Rodez aims and... ...stops? RODEZ Heh, you really bought it, huh? Rodez ends up doing no more than patting Wright disrespectfully on the head and backing off out of his reach. COLE What? Why didn't he hit him? He had a free shot! RODEZ When I told you that I was going to deal with you in the ring, I meant that I was going to deal with you in the ring Christian Wright. Now, we're in a ring alright. But until we're in a legitimate wrestling match, you're a safe man. Ya see Christian, I'm not going to stoop to your level. Rodez leans closer to Wright, only just avoiding a swipe from Wright. RODEZ Easy there. Christian, I'm not going to stoop to the level of cuffing you to the ropes and hitting a defenceless man. See, you paint me as immoral and wrong. You want me to be a 'better' person, right? Well, maybe this is me being a better person. As much as I want to knock your head right off of your god-damn shoulders right now, I'm not going to do it, because it's not the right thing to do. Right now, I want to beat you to a bloody pulp. But I'm not going to. From the ropes, Wright mouths towards Rodez that he's "going to regret this". RODEZ You know, it's amazing what you can buy from these sex shops nowadays. I guess the costumes and handcuffs had you fooled. I'm just glad they didn't have to use the whips. COLE Whips? CABOOSE Don't act like you don't know. RODEZ Christian, if tonight has taught you anything...it's that there's always more than one way to skin a cat. Some people would have been pretty angry about being smashed in the skull with a lava lamp. And some people might have taken out those frustations on you in ways much more painful than this. But then again, I'm not like that. You've done a good job of dragging my name through the mud, Christian. And you can continue this campaign until you're blue in the face. You can call me immoral, criticise my lifestyle, turn people against me. But the one thing you'll never do...is change me. People have tried before. Drek Stone tried. Chris Stevens tried. They tried make me lose my cool and lose my identity. But they failed. And so will you. Rodez happens to glance off to Christian Wright's left and notices Igor being helped to the back as he's talking, at which point a smile emerges on his face and he turns to the two bikini clad girls at ringside. RODEZ Girls...go and help our new 'friend' to the ring, would ya. Rolling his eyes, Wright is incredulous. The girls totter off and start to help Igor back to the ring, Igor's eyes firmly fixed on...well...exactly where they should be when you're around chicks in bikinis. Meanwhile, Leon Rodez rolls out of the ring and grabs a box from under the ring. Sliding in the box, Rodez then helps Igor and the girls back in. RODEZ Now, Christian, I'm a nice guy. Really. And from what I've seen of you, you have a little problem...'loosening up'. Well, you might not be able to change me, but maybe I can change you. Maybe I can help you loosen up. I sure hope so. Because, seeing as this is my 'return' to the OAOAST, I think it calls for a little celebration, eh? "YEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!" The crowd cheer as Rodez jogs back over to the box, opening it up and pulling out four, shiny party hats...before doing a re-count and cursing to himself. All the same, one short, he passes one to each of the girls before putting a hat on Igor's head. Igor beams, clearly in the party mood. Which is more than can be said for Wright. Rodez walks over to him but again Christian swipes out. So Rodez reaches back into the box...for a second pair of cuffs. RODEZ I had a sneaky suspicion I'd need these. Rodez winks to the girls, who giggle. He then goes back over to Wright and, after a little faceoff, grabs his free arm and cuffs it to the middle rope. Leaving Wright completely helpless, as Rodez places the party hat on his head, 'accidently' snapping him the chinstrap, to laughter from the fans. COLE Ha ha! This is great! CABOOSE I can't imagine how embarrassed Christian Wright must be right now. RODEZ There we go. Now, we're in the party spirit. But we need some music... Right on cue, "Jungle Boogie" hits again. The girls start dancing with Igor, who's dance moves aren't exactly 'funk-ay'. RODEZ Alright! So now, we've got the music, we've got the girls, we've got the weird person you've never met before that someone else invited, we've got the party hats. But...I still think we're missing something here. And I don't know what it is. Any ideas Christian? WRIGHT YOU GET THESE CUFFS OFF OF ME YOU SON OF A BI... RODEZ Woah woah woah!!! Rodez pulls the microphone away from Wright's lips, much to his anger. RODEZ Now, I like that "It's my party and I'll cry if I want to" as much as the next gay man...but Chris, this ain't your party, so there's no need for you to be crying. Now, where was I? Oh yeah...the missing piece of the party. What's a party without...food, eh? A large smile adorns Rodez's face as he goes back to the box, pulling out a long, pink feather boa. He wraps that around his neck, before rummaging some more...and pulling out a trusty cream pie! The crowd pop and Wright, seeing the pie, starts to frantically shake his head. Rodez meanwhile takes the pie over to the girls, one of whom dips a finger in the cream and letting Leon lick it off. Igor tries to dip his finger in, but wisely, Leon chooses to jig off at that moment. Over to Wright, who frantically kicks out at Rodez. Rodez avoids the kick and aims the pie, the crowd cheering him on, as Wright closes his eyes fearing the worst... ...but Rodez stops and reaches into his pocket... CABOOSE Wait, what the hell is that. COLE Is that... *PPPPFFFFFFFTTT~!* COLE ...SILLY STRING!!! "YEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" The fans go wild again as Rodez is roaring with laughter, Wright's face lost in a mess of pink silly string. Wright struggles but still can't get away obviously, as Rodez finally stops his silly string attack and wipes away the gooey string from each of Wright's eyes. Leaving him looking distinctly stupid, with two eyeholes in a makeshift silly string mask...not to mention the green party hat on his head. And just for good measure, Rodez squirts a dot of silly string onto each of Wright's nipples. COLE Rodez has humiliated The Natural...and wait, he's calling over Igor here. Rodez whispers something into Igor's ear, to approving yells of 'DAH, DAH!', before backing off... *OOOOFF!* "YYEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!" ...AS IGOR BOOTS WRIGHT IN THE GROIN!! RODEZ OH, IT'S GOOD TO BE BACK BEH-BAY!! *GOOOOONG!* "GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN!" "Jungle Boogie" hits once more, as Wright and Igor get down with the girls...leaving Christian Wright tied to the ropes in front of them, completely embarrassed and now, nursing throbbing testicles CABOOSE This has to be the most embarrassing night in Christian Wright's life. COLE This was designed to be Christian Wright's triumphant debut. But Leon Rodez has returned and made sure Christian Wright's night didn't go as expected! And he's proved to everyone...you can't change Leon Rodez! CABOOSE There's gonna be hell to pay for this, you can bet on that! The dancing continues, as Rodez catches Igor in the face with the pie! Igor wipes away the remnants of the pie and all is forgiven immediatly, Wright watching on in disgust and mouthing the words "you're gonna regret this, Rodez", as we fade out to...well, whatever there is to fade out to. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tony149 0 Report post Posted May 30, 2005 (edited) JUNE 26, 2005 *"The Wall" by Kansas hits and the bus pulls down the aisle with Alfdogg inside. Alf climbs out of the bus.* COLE And here comes Alfdogg, fresh off his loss to Peter Knight on HeldDOWN, his first loss since making his return to the OAOAST at AngleMania! ALF I can tell none of you people have ever rode in a bus this big! *crowd boos* ALF The reason I'm out here despite being left off yet ANOTHER PPV, is I wanted to congratulate Peter Knight on his victory over me this past Thursday. Let me tell you something Peter...I think you have great potential. And if you just continue to CHEAT like you did in our match on Thursday, I think you can beat anyone. *crowd boos* Just know, that if we cross paths again, I'll FINISH the job that I started a month ago, and put you out of this business for good. *crowd boos* ALF Now, I want to talk about what Drek Stone said on Hel... *Alf pauses as he sees two guys running around the ring in suits, one wearing a Ronald Reagan mask and one wearing a Bill Clinton mask. They run around and wave to the fans, and then get in the ring and start waving.* COACH What the hell's going on now? ALF Who the hell are you guys? I'm trying to do an interview here, get the hell out, I am NOT in the mood. Ron, Ron, here... *Alf gets out of the ring and snatches a bag of Jelly Bellies from a vendor.* ALF Ron, I'll give you these Jelly Beans if you get the hell out of here and let me do my promo. Here, you want some, Bill? Here, have some. Yeah, these kind are good, the Island Punch ones, they're the best. Don't inhale. *crowd gives a mixed reaction* ALF Come on, Ronnie, take some and get out. *Ronald looks at them for a minute...and slaps them into Alf's face!* Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH COACH Uh, oh... *Alf looks out at the crowd, which is still buzzing, and gives a sly grin, before clotheslining the Reagan impersonator to the mat! He knocks him into the corner and stomps a mudhole! Clinton looks over and sees what's going on, then quickly finishes his jellybeans and grabs Alf, only to be met with a clothesline himself! Alf takes off his Originals jersey and tosses it into the crowd, then gives Clinton a T-bone suplex! Alf then pulls out his nunchucks...* COLE This isn't looking good for our presidential impersonators! *...but the vendor is in the ring, and he BREAKS his tub over Alf's head!!!* COLE What the hell!!! COACH That's that vendor that Alf took those Jelly Bellies from! *the vendor pulls off his hat, which has a fake beard attached, to reveal...* COLE DREK STONE??? What the hell is he doing, and who are those other two guys? *the Presidential impostors unmask to reveal... COACH It's the GPX!!! COLE Drek and the GPX obviously out here to send a message to their opponents tonight, but why have they chosen Alfdogg??? *Jackson sets up Alf for a vertical suplex, and Static grabs Alf...and DRIVES HIM INTO THE CANVAS with the Designated Driver!!! Static then exits to the outside...and delivers the STATIC SHOCK!!! Drek is busy getting a mic from ringside, as the GPX drags Alf out of the ring...* COLE What does Drek have to say now? DREK MALIBU...Some Guy...Black T...this is just a small sample of the beating that awaits the four of you tonight at the hands of the GPX. *Drek starts to leave the ring* And now, I'll give you a small example of the FUTURE, of the OAOAST. *The GPX has Alf on TOP of the bus. Drek scales the bus, grabs Alf while playing to the crowd...and delivers a STONECUTTER TO ALF on top of the bus!!!* COLE OH MY GOD!!! COACH Alf may be out cold here, Cole! I can't remember the last time I've seen him beaten like this! COLE What a statement sent by the GPX and Drek Stone, just before the big triple threat tag match vs Black T and the team of Soem Guy and Zack Malibu! *"Just Close Your Eyes" plays as Drek and the GPX preen to the crowd atop the bus.* Edited May 30, 2005 by Tony149 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tony149 0 Report post Posted May 30, 2005 (edited) BUFFER The following contest is No Holds Barred! The crowd pops for the announcement but quickly are divided when "Frankenstein" cues up and out come the newly christened Sooner Bruisers. Some fans cheering, some booing the new Frank and Frankie Frankensteiner. The transformation from the Frankensteiners to the Sooner Bruisers now complete, as Frankie has now ditched the OU singlet, like Frank did two weeks ago, in favor of dark trunks and boots. COLE The no nonsense brothers from Oklahoma walk to the ring with purpose. They've talked about how they're going to bring their style of wrestling used in Japan back to the United States, and what a challenge they have in store tonight as they face off with the Heavenly Rockers in a No Holds Barred match. CABOOSE It may be No Holds Barred, but I don't expect to see much use of foreign objects. A lot of pride is involved, so I think both teams will go out there and bend the rules a bit, but'll keep it on the wrestling side for a majority of the match. I look for this match to be short. The theme song of the Heavenly Rockers fades out "Frankenstein" and the crowd goes into a frenzy, the screams of the female fans in attendence overwhelming. Females throw their phone numbers at Synth and Logan, but with Logan taken all the numbers go to Synth. Logan and Holly French Kiss, then smacks her on the BUTT as she leaves ringside. Tonight is no night for her to be out here. CABOOSE Isn't there some public indecency law? Holly's probably found out what Logan had for breakfest. COLE Well, they are an item so I guess she'd know what he had in the morning. COACH Yeah, her. Ha! COLE Frank Frankensteiner and Logan "Usher" Mann will begin things for their teams. I'm kinda surprise by the Heavenly Rockers' decision to start Logan instead of the bigger Synth. Logan giving up the height and weight to Frank. CABOOSE If you think about it, Cole, it's not really much of a surprise. Logan accuses Frank of sending his girlfriend Holly-Wood steamy letters, and he wants to prove his manhood in front of his woman. COLE Logan doesn't have to prove anything to anyone. He and Synth have come a long way since their debut in the spring of 2004. I truly believe they will hold tag team title gold before the year is over. * DING DING * Collar-and-elbow tie-up, and Frank with a go-behind waistlock/takedown. He floats over and clamps a front facelock which Logan counters into a hammerlock. Frank responds in kind after he gets back to a vertical base. Logan now the one trying to reverse the hold. And he does with a drop toehold into a side headlock. Mann showing some wrestling ability in the early going, perhaps in response to the Sooner Bruisers interview this past Thursday night about their opponents' lack of wrestling skill. "The Man of Tomorrow" rises back to his feet and shoots Mann into the ropes. Logan ducking a clothesline, or a Soonerline as the Bruisers would like to have it referred to as, and nailing Frank between the eyes with a SPINNING HEEL KICK! Logan goes for the cover but Frank pushes him away and rolls back to his corner where he converses with brother Frankie. After shaking loose his limps, Frank heads back to the center of the ring and calls Logan over. Logan is somewhat surprised when Frank offers his hand out to him. Even though most of the fans are telling him not to shake Frank's hand, he does. Nothing happens. The two just shake and circle around the ring, slapping their triceps and locking back up mid-ring. COACH Frank maybe developing some respect for Logan after he held his own wrestling. CABOOSE Even I have to admit Logan did pretty well. If this were amateur wrestling, he'd be ahead on points. Logan backed into the corner, Frank pressing his weight against him. Referee Slick Johnson asking for a clean break and Frank slowly backs away and then just like that, pounds the side of Logan's face with a brutal forearm smash. The crowd doesn't like that, and neither does Synth or Holly. The next 15 seconds of Logan's life are some of the harshest as Frank totally brutalizes him in the corner with stiff forearm smashes to the face, blooding trickling down Mann's nose! He escapes a powerslam attempt and fights fire with fire, nailing Frank with stiff punches and kicks of his own. Just as quickly as Logan was striking Frank, the 6'3, 275 pound hoss out of Oklahoma waistlocks Logan and throws him above his head with an OVERHEAD BELLY-TO-BELLY SUPLEX! Frank does a couple of PUSH-UPS. COLE And he wonders why some in the media believe they're in cahoots with Jim Cornette. Take a look in the damn mirror. CABOOSE And see what an upgrade you are to the world, Frank. COLE Why are you egging them on? I thought you hated the Sooner Bruisers. CABOOSE Hey, Frank is abosolutely the "Man of Tomorrow." Just look at him. Smart, opinionated, a great body. He's my upgrade, I'm going to download as soon as I can. Logan catches Frank by surprise with an Oklahoma Roll of all things, getting a two count out of it. Both men get back on their feet, Logan taking Frank over with an armdrag takedown into a side headlock. Frank rolls Mann onto his back for two, before Logan shifts his weight over. Frank gets back on his feet and back suplexes Mann, thinking that would break the hold, but Logan STILL holds onto that side headlock, frustrating the Man of Tomorrow. And who can blame him? No true "man of tomorrow" would have cauliflower ear. Frank tries to fire Logan into the ropes but Mann keeps that headlock firmly applied. Logan taken back up for a back suplex, but instead of being dropped on his back, Frank tags Frankie who climbs to the top and drills Mann's sternum with a big ELBOW as Frank drops down with them. That broke the headlock. First cover of the match. ONE... TWO... KICKOUT! Frankie with some hard shots to the head of Usher. He brings him back up and whips Logan to the ropes, sending him INSIDE-OUT with a vicious Soonerline. Frankie rolls Logan over with his foot and drops another elbow before going for the attempting a pin that gets two-and-a-half. Frankie going to the well one too many times, missing a Soonerline that allows Logan to tag out but still keep coming at him as he bounces off the ropes. Mann avoids another Soonerline, stops, turns and nails Frankie with a dropkick that sends him stumbling back to Synth who hits a NECKBREAKER. ONE... TWO... NO, KICKOUT. Frankie slammed to the mat. Synth pulls himself up in the corner and drops a second rope elbow drop, getting another nearfall. Synth keeps on coming, setting up for a piledriver but Frank lifts him up and onto his shoulders, throwing him hard into the corner turnbuckles and tagging out. Frank comes in and takes Synth out of the corner with a SPINNING BELLY-TO-BELLY SUPLEX. Another quick pin. ONE... TWO... KICKOUT. The Sooner Bruisers with a tag. Frankie enters and grabs Synth's leg from Frank, hitting him (Synth) in the face with a straight right hand and then sweeping his leg out from under him and applying an STF. Instead of chinlocking the head, Frank punishes the Synthmeister upside the head with forearm shots. Logan steps into the ring with a STEEL CHAIR and throws it at Frankie's head! The chair wrapping around the noggin of the Psycho Gremlin. Double-team suplex by the Heavenly Rockers. Frank comes back in and picks up the chair, swinging for the Rockers' heads but they duck and DROPKICK THE CHAIR into Frank's face. They position Frankie near the corner and bodyslam his brother on top of him. Synth leaps to the top with Logan meeting him up the second turnbuckle. Front facelock applied on Synth, Logan takes a peak back and then suplexes the Synthmeister onto the Bruisers! Double cover! ONE... TWO... KICKOUT! Frank reverses Logan's Irish whip attempt and sends and him into the ropes. Mann baseball slides between Frank's legs and drills him with a wiced left-hand that sends the Man of Tomorrow stumbling around where Synth greets him with a MISSILE DROPKICK. Frankie misses the Soonerline on Synth but still manages to deck Logan. Synth spins him around. Kick, DOUBLE-ARM DDT...NO SOLD! SOONERLINE on a bewildered Synth. The Psycho Gremlin BARKS around the ring. And now it's the Sooner Bruisers who are now in control. Frank and Frankie duck their heads after whipping Synth and Logan to the ropes and pay for it with a pair of kicks to the shoulders. Double-leg takedown. The Heavenly Rockers CATAPULT the Sooner Bruisers OVER THE TOP ROPE. Double kip-up followed by stereo cross bodyblocks over the top onto the Bruisers outside. Frankie thrown back into the ring and hoisted onto Synth's shoulders while Logan acsends to the heavens like an angel. Sign in background: "That was bad." TOP ROPE BULLDOG, a page out of the Steiner Brothers and now Sooner Bruisers playbook. Synth covers... ONE... TWO... TH-- KICKOUT! The greatest rock 'n' wrestling band of all-time catch Frank coming in with a DOUBLE-TEAM BRAINBUSTER! Another double cover. ONE... TWO... NO! COLE A woozy Frankie broke up the pin. I wonder if he knows where he is. COACH I wonder if he even knows how to spell his name. The Heavenly Rockers Irish whip attempt is countered. Frank and Frankie catch Synth and Logan on the rebound and BELLY-TO-BELLY SUPLEX THEM ONTO THE RAMP! Logan brought back to his feet and hammered across the back with a clubbering forearm shot by the Man of Tomorrow. Frank sets up and whips Logan into the ropes and hits a TILT-A-WHIRL SLAM on the rampway! COLE The rulebook has been flushed down the toilet. It's an all-out brawl now. What will they think of next? "The Psycho Gremlin" Frankie Frankensteiner and Synth "The Mesmerizer" brawl to the entranceway. Synth with a low blow that sends every man, woman and child shuttering. Frankie rammed into the school bus set, then has his skull bashed repeatedly in the door. Synth recognizes the cheers of the fans, which leaves a window open for Frankie to BELLY-TO-BELLY SUPLEX Synth onto the side of the bus! A round of "HOLY SHIT" chants echoing through the arena. Back on the rampway, Frank has a steel chair cocked overhead, but Logan kicks him in the groin and knocks Frank off the ramp with a double-axhandle to the side of the head. He picks up the chair and sprints to the entraceway and crushes Frankie from behind with the chair! The cover. ONE... TWO... TH-- KICKOUT! Logan grits his teeth in frustration. He -- and so did the crowd -- thought that was it. He picks the chair up and charges towards the ring, throwing the chair into Frank's head, flipping him back inside the ring. Logan sets the chair in the middle of the ring and PILEDRIVERS FRANK ON THE CHAIR! ONE... TWO... BOOM! Frankie with a stiff chairshot to the back! Synth comes back into the ring with a chair of his own, but instead of hitting Frankie he tells him to turn around and play with him. "Who, me?" Frankie asks. Synth nods and holds up his chair. "En garde" Synth and Frankie use the chairs as swords, each trying to knock it out of the other's hands. Synth calls for a time-out. Puzzled, Frankie stares at Synth and takes a KICK BETWEEN THE LEGS followed by the sickest-looking SWINGING CHAIRSHOT to the head! Synth and Logan setup for Electric Melody. Synth sticking Frankie between his legs, and Logan going up to the top. "BOOOOOOOO!" The fans begin pelting garbage as Jim Cornette makes his way ringside, nodding. COLE Oh great. What does he want? He has no business being out here. CABOOSE He has a managers license. He can be out here if he wants. COACH What The Coach wants to know is why's he nodding? If what M.C.'s sayin' is true, shouldn't he be pissed the Bruisers are reeling? CABOOSE Unless, of course... COLE Don't go there. Don't even go there. CABOOSE Money talks in this day and age. COLE With everything they've gone through with Jim Cornette... No, I don't see it. The action has paused. Everybody is taken by Cornette's appearance. Logan points over to a clapping Jim Cornette. Are they communicating?! Who's working who here? Frankie backdrops Synth, while Frank charges towards the corner and belly-to-belly suplexes Mann off the top. Cornette's face brightens as the Brusiers regain control of the match. A smiling Sooner Brusiers walk over to Cornette...and GRAB HIM by the collar, pulling up onto the second rope. Cornette's face goes from one of joy to one of concern. He flaps his arms like a girl as his TENNIS RACKET "accidently" falls into the ring, landing near Logan. COLE Referee Slick Johnson pleads with Frank and Frankie to let him handle Cornette, but the brothers are having none of it. They've tainted their rep and they want some payback. Logan crawls over to the racket and stares at it. He holds it up and looks at the fans. They jump up and down in their seats, screaming and yelling for him not to use it. Partly because they believe it'll mean it's been them who have been with Jim Cornette Enterprises all along, and because they don't want to win with Cornette's help. Logan THROWS the racket outside, drawing a thunderous ovation from the crowd. Synth clotheslines Frankie from behind, sending him, Frankie and referee Slick Johnson onto the rampway. Frankie holds onto Synth as they fall down to the arena floor onto the referee! Frank cold-cuts James E. to a big pop and walks right into PERCUSSION (DDT)! Logan covers him but there's no referee. He gets up and sees Slick squirming out of the pile so he turns back around and gets BLASTED by a racket shot from NARCISSISTIC NED! In his street clothes, Narcissistic Ned slides out of the ring, grabs Cornette and exits through the crowd with Sarcastic Simon, shielding their heads from the garbage being thrown at them. COLE You son of a...! Frank, who didn't see what happened, crawls over and places an arm on Logan. Slick Johnson, who also didn't see a thing, gets back into the ring and makes the count. ONE... TWO... THREE! * DING DING DING DING * COLE No! The Heavenly Rockers got screwed, screwed! That mama's boy piece of trash James E. Cornette talked about how he'd get revenge on the Heavenly Rockers no matter how long it takes, did so tonight. His New New Midnight Express drop the tag titles to the Sk8ter Boiz and they gotta go claim back some of their manhood by costing Synth and Logan the match. Well, kiss my ass, Cornette! CUT TO: Backstage. The picture is shaky as the cameraman runs behind Carl Winslow and a group of OAOAST officals. We finally stop at a door labeled "HEAVENLY ROCKERS". Inside a distraught Holly slumps against the couch rocking back-and-forth, sobbing. Her shirt torn, hair ruffled, and her face covered in white powder and makeup, a message written on the wall in red lipstick reading: "STRIKE 2, MANN". COLE Oh, my... Oh, my God. I...I don't know what to say. CABOOSE And Logan doesn't know. He's still down in the ring. Somebody is obviously trying to send Logan a message. COLE No shit, Sherlock. And--And I apologize for my language fans. We'll be back after this word. ANGLESLAM COMING THIS SUMMER! Backstage, Logan and Synth are rushing back to their dressing room. Logan sees Holly surrounded by officals. He shoves Terry Taylor to the floor and checks on Holly. LOGAN Get out! Everybody, get out! Synth and Logan force everyone out, including the cameraman. CAMERAMAN Watch it. Watch it. LOGAN Watch this. Logan punches the cameraman. He grabs the camera and slams it on the ground. Static. Edited May 30, 2005 by Tony149 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tony149 0 Report post Posted May 30, 2005 (edited) *cameras focus on the ring where Howard Finkel stands, mic in hand* The Fink: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is for the OAOAST X-Division Championship… *A golden fountain of pyro erupts in front of the entranceway leaving a cloud of smoke while the sounds of Satellite rock the hiz-ouse. As the smoke settles The Superstar is standing there in a pose as if he were firing a machine gun. Allen slaps the hands of his numerous fans as he makes his way into the ring to the introduction of Howard Finkel.* Cole: The fans here seem pumped for this one! Coach: I wouldn’t get too pumped. I hear the guy writing this hasn’t slept for almost 24hrs… *Satellite dies down and is replaced by Boogie Man which sends the fans into their usual fit of boos. Strobe lights pan the audience and The 70s Dude makes his way out from behind the curtain with the X-Title draped over his shoulder. The Dude struts on down to the ring mixing in a few funky dance moves from time to time while The Fink does his standard introduction.* Caboose: Now there’s a champion we can be proud of. A man who gives it his all every time he’s out there. Cole: He gives it his all alright, he cheats! Caboose: Just part of being a successful champion. *Fink leaves the ring and the lights and shit go back to normal. Collar and elbow tie up to start things out. Both men struggle for leverage until they find themselves in the corner with Allen’s back against the turnbuckles. The official gets between the two and does his best to push them apart. The Dude however throws a cheap slap at Allen in the middle of it before backing away.* Coach: Oh man. You do not wanna be messin wit my nigga J.A. like that if ya know what I’m sayin’ Caboose: No more talky from you now *unplugs Coach *The Superstar rushes towards The 70s Dude and get the same results. This time however The Dude goes for the cheap strike before the ref places himself in-between the two which allows Allen to block and whip The Dude around into the Turnbuckle. The Superstar starts laying in right after right to The 70s Dude until finally our referee Hans Moleman breaks it up.* Caboose: Those were closed fists! Cole: I thought cheating was a part of being a successful champion… Caboose: Its ok if you’re the champion, but Allen hasn’t earned that right. *The Dude clutches at his jaw and glares towards The Superstar before walking towards him. Collar and elbow tie up again between the two and this time The Dude is Irish whipped. The Dude bounces off and runs straight into a standing dropkick that knocks him flat on his back. Allen bounces off the ropes and The Dude drops down after making an attempt to get up. Allen leapfrogs him and The Dude gets to his feet. Allen bounces off the ropes and The Dude bends to set-up the Back Body drop but Allen Sunset Flips him instead!* 1 2 kickout! *Both men quickly get to their feet and The Dude attempts a clothesline but Allen ducks it and gets him with a backslide!* 1 2 kickout! Cole: That’s twice we have been moments away from a new X-Division champion! *The Dude rolls out of the ring after the last near pinfall and heads towards the Time Keeper’s table.* Cole: What is he doing? *The 70s Dude rips his title away from the Time Keeper, shrugs off the match and starts to make his way down towards the back. All the while Allen stands in the ring looking towards the fans in disbelief. Hans Moleman doesn’t appear to know what to do either.* Cole: He’s just leaving! Caboose: Good for him. Allen never deserved this title shot in the first place. Take the rest of the night off. You deserve it Dude! *Just then Josie walks out with mic in hand causing the fans to pop and The Dude to look a tad agitated and confused.* Josie: Nuh-uh. I know what you’re thinking and you can turn around right now. If you leave this match I will strip you of that title and hand it right over to The Superstar! *The fans go wild and The Dude glares down Josie.* Josie: Now if I were you I’d go back in there, before our ref counts you out Caboose: She can’t do that! Cole: She can do whatever the hell she wants! She’s our general manager! *Josie makes her way to the back and Hans Moleman begins the count. The Dude screams at the fans and makes his way back down to the ring. Once getting there he leaves the title laying in the corner of the ring before going back to work. The Dude walks up to Allen and they both begin to jaw back and forth a bit, then The Dude slaps Allen for the second time this match. The Dude laughs before Allen punches the taste of Billy Beer right outta his mouth. The Superstar once again begins laying in the punches and Hans has no choice but to try and break it up. Hans however is an old man and during the ruckus Allen’s elbow accidentally knocks Hans’ glasses halfway cross the ring.* Hans: Oh my… *Hans gets to his knees and searches with his hands for the fallen glasses, all the while Allen continues his onslaught. After punch number six or so The Dude stumbles and falls back into the corner. Allen looks out to the fans and does his special action pose before going to the opposite corner. The 70s Dude however was lucky enough to fall into the corner where his title was. He gets up and hides the title behind him while leaning back against the corner.* Cole: Hey…he’s got the belt! *Allen gears up and then runs with a head of steam towards The Dude for a Stinger Splash. The 70s Dude raises the X-Title though at just the right time and clocks Allen right in the face with it. Allen just bounces off and lays motionless on the mat afterwards.* Cole: This is an absolute injustice that is happening right now! Caboose: The 70s Dude was just trying to admire the title. Its not his fault Allen head-butted it! *The 70s Dude drops the title outside the ring and pulls The Superstar to the center of it. He takes off his headband and throws it to the crowd. All the while Hans has found his glasses and the fans are booing as The Dude bounces off the ropes not once, but twice, and stops over Allen’s unconscious body. The Dude then mocks the machinegun pose before doing The Robot Dance and dropping The Dirty Hippy’s Elbow* Caboose: There it is! The most electrifying move today in e-fed entertainment!!!! *The Dude goes for the cover* 1! 2! 3!!!!!! *The fans throw all sorts of garbage into the ring as the bell rings and The Dude hangs on to his title. Hans Moleman points to The 70s Dude because he’s too damn short to raise his arm in victory. Boogie Man hits up and The Dude spits on Allen before exiting the ring still your X-Division Champion.* Edited May 30, 2005 by Tony149 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tony149 0 Report post Posted May 30, 2005 COLE Folks, we're all set to see the debut of our company's newest talent, Jay Richards. CABOOSE It's time to see if the kid can really go. The house lights go down, and the fans buzz. BUFFER The following contest is scheduled for one fall with no time limit! SATURDAY! SATURDAY, SATURDAY! SATURDAY! SATURDAY, SATURDAY! The arena lights start to flash as Nickelback's cover of "Saturday Night's All Right" blares...and out steps a smiling Jay Richards. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" BUFFER Introducing first, from Orange City, Iowa, and weighing in at 199 pounds...he is HeldDOWN's newest star, JAY RRRRRRRRRRICHARDS!!!! Jay comes sauntering down the aisle, trading barbs with the fans at ringside. Behind the smirking Jay is Jumbo, Richards' friend and bodyguard, expressionless. COLE Folks, like him of not, Jay Richards definitely has the attitude of a star. Jay climbs the ring steps, leaving Jumbo at ringside, and hops over the top and into the ring, raising his arms before pointing out to the crowd. COACH Attitude only gets you so far, Mikey, The Coach knows! I got tons of attitude! CABOOSE Yeah, bad attitude. "Saturday Night's All Right" dies down....replaced by "Oh Hell Yeah" to a huge reaction from the crowd! BUFFER And his opponent, weighing in at 260 pounds, from Fall River, Massachusetts....PETER KNIIIIIIIIGHT!!! Knight steps out to a round of cheers from the DC crowd. PK slaps some hands at ringside, but keeps his eyes locked on Richards. COLE Peter Knight looks to be in a foul mood, guys. We saw him snd Jay a message three days ago, taking a brutal beating to Alfdogg! Will tonight end the same way? CABOOSE It better not, if Jay Richards wants to make it here. PK spares a glare for Jumbo before entering the ring as the lights come up. Referee Tim White reads the rules to both men, making sure that Richards understands. The cocky youngster blows him off. COLE Jay Richards doesn't look afraid of Peter Knight at all! COACH He should be. *ding ding ding* And PK POUNCES on Jay to a huge pop! Knight takes Richards down with a double-leg takedown and begins hammering away at his smaller foe. Richards rolls over PK and then rolls away, crawling to a corner. PK gets to his feet and chuckles slightly before waving the rookie on. COACH PK is going right after Jay Richards, maybe trying to intimidate him! CABOOSE I've been in the ring with a lot of guys, and PK is an intimidating competitor. Jay gets up, then says something to Jumbo, who nods. Jay comes toward PK, and the two meet. PK tries to grab Jay, but the smaller man slips under PK's arms and leaps into the air, kicking PK in the back of the head! COACH Yowza! PK stumbles forward, then turns back...right into a spinwheel kick! Knight hits the mat, and Jay immediately hooks the leg, but the veteran star kicks out easily at two. COLE Gonne take more than that to keep Peter Knight down! CABOOSE Yeah, but it's good strategy to stay on your opponent. Jay pulls PK up, but PK throws a forearm to Jay's gut on the way up, doubling Richards over. PK runs off the ropes, and throws a clothesline, but Jay ducks! Knight turns, and Jay throws another spin kick-- but PK catches the boot and shoves Jay backward, knocking him down! "YEEAAHH!!!" Jay gets to his feet quickly, but PK is right there with a side headlock. Jay, though, whips PK off the ropes, then catches him with a headscissors! PK hits the mat, and Jay immediately goes for the pin once more! White counts, but Knight is out at two once more. CABOOSE I like this from Richards. He seems focused more on winning than style. COLE You like style! CABOOSE Well, that's true. PK gets up, but Richards meets him with a knife-edge chop! Richards smiles...but PK glares HARD into his eyes! Jay's eyes go wide, and PK seizes the moment, rearing back and chopping the hell out of Richards' chest! "WOOOOOOOOO!" PK throws Jay into the near corner, and begins chopping away before grabbing Jay by the underarms and hurling him out of the corner. Jay lands on his tailbone and grabs his BUTT, drawing a laugh from the crowd! PK's expression remains focused, though, as he grabs Jay and hooks him up, then lifts him, and drops him in a vertical suplex! PK rolls through, pulling Jay back up while keeping him hooked! COLE Could be the Knight Roll! PK lifts Jay and drops him again! The fans cheer as PK picks Jay up for a third time, and lifts him...but Jay slides out of PK's grasp and slides down his back, turning his fall into a victory roll! The ref counts! ONE! TWO! THR--NO, as PK kicks out! Both men get to their feet and charge and PK throws a BIG lariat, nearly knocking Jay's head clean off! COACH DAYUM~! Jay folds inside out, and Jumbo gets up on the ropes, but PK knocks him off! The fans cheer as Knight heads back to Richards and picks him up, pressing him HIGH overhead! PK yells out to his fans as he carries Richards above him...then finally drops him to the mat! Jay clutches at his ribs, which took the brunt of the impact, until PK rolls him over and goes for a pin of his own! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT, just barely! PK gets up, and pulls his foe to his feet. PK whips Jay into the ropes, then catches him with a sidewalk slam! PK leans into the cover, and Jay BARELY gets a shoulder up! COLE Jay is in a bad way here! PK picks Jay up again, but Jay fires off an elbow to PK's gut! Jay throws another, then quickly finds his feet and runs the ropes. Jay comes off with a FLYING FOREARM~ that floors PK! CABOOSE Atta boy, keep fighting! Jay rolls up to his feet. then pulls PK up before hitting a stand-up dropsault! PK hits the mat again, and Jay lands on his feet...then poses for the crowd! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" COLE Come on, this is stupid! Jay's got a match to wrestle! CABOOSE Yeah, and he's doing it his way! I gotta respect the attitude. COLE A minute ago you said you respected fundamentals! CABOOSE Yeah, whatever. COLE But you...you...ARGH! As Cole rips out his hair, Jay spins one finger in the air, then heads onto the apron! COLE This is Jay's Tornado Moonsault! We saw it the other week, and it's one hell of a move! Jay sizes PK up as Knight lies on the canvas, then leaps over the top rope, twists, lands on the second and moonsaults over....but NOBODY HOME as PK rolls away! PK hops to his feet, and shakes his head! COACH PK was playing possum! Ha! CABOOSE Oh, damn. PK looks out across the crowd...and yells "THAT'S IT!!" COLE PK looking to finish it right now! Knight grabs Jay from off the mat, and lifts him onto his shoulders for the KNIGHTMARE...but Jumbo grabs his ankle! PK turns, and Jay rolls off of his back as Knight jaws with Jumbo! Referee White tries to break it up....and he doesn't see the LOW BLOW!! "BOOOOOOOO!!!" COACH DAYUM~! COLE A low blow! And now...what's this?! Jay grabs PK's head, jumps, and brings it crashing down with a ROCKER DROPPER! CABOOSE YES! He calls that move the Orange Slice!! COLE Wait, how do you know that? CABOOSE He told me. The boys, they all love me. They hate you too. COACH Awwww... Jay makes an excited cover...but there's NO REF!! Jay, angry, gets to his feet and grabs White by the arm, spinning him around and getting in his face! White points to Jumbo, and he and Richards get into it! CABOOSE Jay, come on, let it go, man! Just pin PK! COLE Oh, I don't think so! PK is getting back to his feet! The fans cheer as PK does indeed get up, and before Jay can react, PK grabs him from behind and trips him! Jay hits the mat and PK grapevines the legs, hooks the arms, and traps Jay in the ACE IN THE HOLE!! COLE OH MY!! PK'S DEADLY FINISHER! THIS HAS TO BE...hey, hey wait, WAIT! THAT'S-- A figure comes CHARGING down the aisle, a blur in jeans and a jacket, and slides into the ring. He sizes PK up....and BLASTS him with a superkick!! *ding ding ding ding ding ding ding* The referee calls for the bell as PK falls to the mat! The man looks up.... COLE THAT'S CHRIS STEVENS!!! Stevens looks out over the crowd, before motioning Jumbo into the ring. COLE What the hell is this?! CABOOSE That's CHRIS STEVENS!! Stevens checks on Jay, helping the rookie to his feet as Jumbo pulls PK back up. Jay pats Stevens on the arm, and Stevens lets him go, walking over to PK and spinning him around. COLE Wait...was Chris Stevens the mystery man?! COACH He has to be!! Stevens smirks as he hooks PK from behind in a butterfly position, spins around, and traps PK underneath his back....before dropping him with an UNPRETTIER!!! "BOOOOOOOOOO!!!" COACH COLE What is going on here?! Stevens gets up, laughing as Jumbo kicks PK out of the ring. Security comes out, half holding PK back, half helping him to the back. COLE Chris Stevens has returned...but why? CABOOSE Well look no further, Cole, because he's gonna tell us! Stevens does indeed ask for a mic. He takes it, putting one arm around Jay as he addresses the jeering crowd. STEVENS Did you miss me? "YOU SUCK! BOOOOOOOOOOOOO" STEVENS You people, you undeserving people, are witnessing history. For too long, I've taken a backseat to everyone else in this damn company. Young guys, old guys, it doesn't matter -- I've been better than every one of them. "BOOOOOOOOO" STEVENS And yet I get no respect. This man...this incredible athlete who could barely get a shot. This man over here....one of the biggest badasses I've ever seen. We're done taking the backseat. We're calling shotgun on this whole damn company. And you will notice. Stevens pauses, smiling at the irate crowd. STEVENS From this day on, you people will see us for the greats we truly are. You're looking at the new hottest thing in primetime, and I promise you, we will spike the ratings. We are Chris Stevens, Incorporated... We are C-S-I. Stevens tosses down the mic, and throws his other arm around a laughing Jumbo. The three men, now known as CSI, smile, soaking in the fans' reaction. COLE Wait....CSI?! CABOOSE I like it! COLE Well Chris Stevens and company looking to get noticed! But why PK? Hopefully we'll hear more on Thursday!! CABOOSE CSI....I don't just like it, I love it!! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tony149 0 Report post Posted May 30, 2005 The scene cuts to Josh Matthews, with Hoff. The fans cheer, and Hoff smiles. MATTHEWS Hoff...tonight you go one on one with Gunner Sharps. You two have had some classic wars before, but the last time you met on pay per view, it was Gunner who came out on top. And I-- Hoff grabs the mic from Josh, almost ripping his arm out of socket. HOFF Gunner, you son of a bitch, tonight I am gonna settle this once and for all. You think you've got my number? One title victory. That's it, Gunner. One match, one night, one year ago. You want to live in the past? Well, then that's how we'll play it. I'm gonna go out there, and kick your ass....old-school. COLE Old school?! Hoff smiles and pauses as the fans cheer. "HOFF HOFF HOFF HOFF HOFF HOFF HOFF HOFF" HOFF Tonight, the past will meet...the future. "YEEEEAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!" Hoff thows the stick back at Josh, then storms off. COLE Whoa-ho! And that match is NOW!!! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tony149 0 Report post Posted May 30, 2005 (edited) *ding.....ding.....ding* BUFFER The following contest is scheduled for one fall, with no time limit!! The lights go down...and it's "Black" that plays over the loudspeakers-- BOOM*BOOM*BOOM*BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM And the fans go WILD as Hoff steps out from behind the curtain...in the old-school red tights, and an old "Thrillogy" T-shirt. COLE Oh my!! BUFFER Making his way down the aisle, from Minneapolis, Minnesota, weighing in at 275 pounds....HOFF!!! Hoff, smiling, pauses midway down the ramp to look out across the audience, nodding. The fans cheer like crazy, and Hoff points to the logo on his T-shirt. COLE Well, Hoff said he was gonna go old-school! COACH I guess so! CABOOSE This is disgusting. The Thrillogy is dead because he developed a conscience. I hate this man. Hoff slides into the ring and climbs the ropes, delivering his trademark pose to an ENORMOUS reaction! Hoss looks over the fans...and takes off his shirt, tossing it to the crowd. COLE That's a hell of a souvenir!! CUE: "Sick" by Dope BUFFER And his opponent! Weighing in at 375 pounds, from Detroit, Michigan, he is GUNNER SHAAAAARPS!!! Gunner throws his arms above his head drawing the ire of the fans. Gunner looks at Hoff, slashing his throat, and the fan favorite simply invites him into the ring. COLE Here we go! COLE I don't know, I mean, we know that Hoff is an extremely capable technician, we know that both these guys have surprising agility for their size, but at the end of the day, both men's games rely on raw power! Hoff and Gunner suddenly dash together, locking up collar-and-elbow, both trying to push the other back. However, neither man budges, and they let go stepping back and circling again. COLE There you see, both Hoff and Gunner trying to one-up each other with raw strength. COACH Well, if Caboose were here, I know he'd give the advantage to Hoff, and quite frankly I have to agree! I mean, Hoff is quicker, more technically sound, maybe even a bit smarter in there. COLE I don't know about that, Gunner's a very smart guy, although you might not think it. Technically, Hoff has the edge. He is quicker. He might have more stamina as well, we'll have to see. But Gunner, I feel, clearly has the edge in strength. Taking nothing away from Hoff, but Gunner is the stronger man. He's bigger as well, taller, heavier, the reach may come into play as well. Tie up again... Again Gunner and Hoff come together in a tie-up, and this time, Gunner is able to back Hoff slowly into a corner, and starts choking Hoff with his forearm. The referee calls for the break, but Gunner doesn't let go, prompting a five count. Gunner still doesn't release, and so the official squeezes in between the two men's arms and prys them apart. Gunner backs slowly off...but quickly surprises Hoff with an eye gouge! COLE Aw come on, thumb to the eye, and Gunner is cheating already! Hoff grabs his eye, and moves in, grabbing Hoff and running his face along the ring rope before tossing him down to the mat. Hoff holds his face as he rolls away, and Gunner taunts the crowd. Hoff rears back, but Gunner surprises him with a blow to the stomach, stopping Hoff in his tracks. Hoff reels as Gunner gets to his full height, and begins unloading on Hoff with big right hands! The crowd jeers as Gunner hits blow after blow, sending Hoff reeling into the ropes! Gunner grabs him and whips him across the ring! Hoff bounces off the opposite side, and Gunner catches him with a big boot! Hoff falls down hard, then rolls onto his knees. Hoff pulls himself up, but Gunner grabs him by the hair as he rises, pulling him to a corner and slamming him face-first into a turnbuckle! Gunner pulls him back, then slams him again, and a third time, then lets him go reeling out of the corner! Hoff stumbles out, dazed and holding his jaw, before turning around...only to be floored with a clothesline! The fans pop as Gunner makes a cover! ONE! TWO! THRNO! Kickout! COLE Whoa, Gunner almost had it there! He is taking it to Hoff! COACH Well, I don't know if he had Hoff beat but he is definitely taking it to him! Gunner gets to his feet and pulls Hoff up, scooping him and slamming him HARD on the canvas. Hoff lies prone as Gunner runs off the ropes, coming off with a standing splash...but Hoff rolls out of the way! COLE You don't want 375 pounds coming down on you! COACH No siree. Gunner grabs his midsection but hits his feet as Hoff brings himself up. Gunner walks over to Hoff and spins him around, but Hoff is ready and catches Gunner on the temple with a big right hand! The fans finally have a reason to cheer as Hoff drives a knee into Gunner's midsection, then snaps him over with a swinging neckbreaker! Hoff climbs to his feet, stomping at Gunner before heading to a corner and catching his breath. COLE Hoff buying himself a little time... Gunner rolls to his stomach and finds his feet as Hoff comes to the center of the ring, grabbing Gunner's arm and twisting it into an armwringer. Gunner tries to power out, but Hoff twists the arm again, doubling Gunner over in pain. Hoff seizes the opportunity and drives an elbow into Gunner's shoulder. COLE Hoff working over the trapezius, and he knows what it's like to have your arm taken apart. Hoff wrings the arm again, prompting Gunner to cringe slightly. Hoff transitions the armwringer into a hammerlock, pulling hard on Gunner's arm, torquing it out of joint. Gunner grits his teeth, then fires a back elbow that catches Hoff off-guard. Gunner fires again, and Hoff lets go of the hold, grabbing at his face. Gunner spins around and drills Hoff with a right hand that sends the champ down! Gunner follows up with another cover, but again can only get two! Gunner gets to his feet, meeting Hoff with a kick to the stomach and grabbing him in a standing headscissors!! Gunner slashes his arms!! COLE Gunner could be looking to end it here and now! Looking for All Guns Blazing and-- oh, wait!! Hoff quickly drops to his knees and crawls backwards before rolling out of the ring, looking up at Gunner and shaking his head, trying to regain his bearings. COLE Gunner seems focused. CABOOSE Maybe lunkhead's attitude has finnay gotten the best of him!! Gunner slides out after Hoff and drives a knee into Hoff's ribs! Gunner grabs his foe, and Hoff's eyes bug out as Gunner angrily tosses Hoff over the ropes by his hair! Hoff lands hard on his shoulder, rolling to a corner and rubbing it before using the ropes to pull himself to his feet. Hoff levels his gaze at Gunner, who waves Hoff on! Hoff charges with a clothesline, and Gunner ducks! Hoff turns, and gets stunned by a right hand! Another! Another! Hoff reels backwards, and Gunner drives him back to the corner, shoulder-first! Gunner steps back, then charges in, planting his shoulder under Hoff's jaw! Hoff's neck snaps back as the fans begin to will Hoff back into it! "LET'S GO HOFF!" "LET'S GO HOFF!" "LET'S GO HOFF!" Gunner flips off the crowd, but Hoff seizes the opportunity and gives Gunner another thumb to the ocular cavity! Gunner steps back, holding his face, and Hoff hops onto the second rope! Gunner looks up just in time to be hit with a diving cloithesline! Hoff rolls on top of Gunner and hooks the leg! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! COLE THese fans approve of Hoff's tactics! CABOOSE Oh, sure, it's okay when HOFF does it... Gunner throws a shoulder up with authority. Hoff gets off of Gunner and to his feet, pulling the big man up by the hair. Hoff flexes his bicep for the crowd, driving them wild, before grabbing Gunner's arm and pulling Gunner toward him! COLE Short-arm...hey wait! Hoff rears back his arm for the short-arm clothesline, but Gunner charges forward, clotheslining Hoff instead! Hoff hits the mat hard as the fans cheer! Gunner makes a quick cover! ONE! TWO! NO! Shoulder up! COLE All these kickouts have to be taking some energy out of both guys! COACH Indeed, the question of stamina and conditioning may come into play! Gunner beats Hoff to his feet, then scoops Hoff up, dropping him across his knee back-first. COLE That rib breaker, also known as a Schmidt backbreaker, is such a simple yet effective maneuver. Gunner drops Hoff and AGAIN makes a cover, hooking the leg, but Hoff powers out at two. COLE This is sound strategy from Gunner, just to wear Hoff down and make him work. I told you he was smart. COACH Fair enough, Mikey, guess I owe you a Coke. Gunner gets to his feet again, picking Hoff up and whipping him into the corner. Hoff lies in the corner, woozy, as Gunner charges in with a big splash, but Hoff moves at the last second! Gunner hits the corner, chest first, and stumbles backwards...right into a rear waistlock from Hoff! Hoff lifts Gunner up, and takes him over with a HUGE release German suplex!! The fans go BANANA, but both men are down after the move! COLE What a move by Hoff! That could turn the tide! COACH Yeah, and quick thinking as well! The referee begins a ten-count as the suplex is replayed on the monitors COLE Hoff snuck in right behind Gunner, and there you see, pops the hips and just powers him over. COACH Unreal, but...it took something out of Hoff as well! The referee reaches three as Gunner begins to stir. Hoff, meanwhile, crawls to the corner, using the ropes to climb to his feet. Hoff takes a second to breathe, then stalks over to Gunner, grabbing him by the neck and hooking his head and arm for a vertical suplex. COACH Wow, can he do this? COLE We've seen him drop Gunner with that Future Shock maneuver, I'm sure he can pull this off! Hoff pauses for a second before reaching down, grunting, and lifting Gunner up, bringing him crashing down with a vertical suplex! Hoff sits up, then slowly rolls to his feet, pulling Gunner up off the mat as well. Hoff hooks Gunner again...pauses...and pulls him up, waaaay up, and drops him back down! Gunner grabs the small of his back in pain as Hoff takes a moment to lie on the canvas. COLE Good lord, what power from Hoff! COACH Yeah but he's slower each time! Take a look for yourself! Hoff picks Gunner up again. Hoff hooks Gunner for another vertical suplex, lifts him...but Gunner blocks the move with his leg! Hoff tries again, but Gunner blocks...and pulls his head free! Gunner quickly stands upright and grabs Hof, spiking him with a vicious DDT! COLE What a counter! Cover by Gunner! ONE! TWO! THRE--NO!! COLE Oh...Gunner ALMOST had him beat! Gunner rolls off of Hoff, slowly getting back to his feet. Hoff climbs to his knees, but Gunner scoops him up and presses Hoff overhead!! COLE LOOK AT THE STRENGTH!! Gunner ROARS as he holds Hoff over his head! Gunner looks up...and drops Hoff across his shoulder, catching him in a modified spinebuster!! COACH BOOM! You know Hoff don't like that one! Gunner floats over Hoff and grabs his leg! Cover! ONE! TWO! NO!!!! COLE Hoff BARELY got the shoulder up! COACH Well you wanted to talk about power, I think Gunner's about to unload on Hoff!! Gunner gets to his feet and ROARS, beckoning Hoff to get up! Hoff, disoriented, stumbles to his feet, and walks into Gunner's arms, getting caught with a big sideslam!! COLE Sidewalk slam by Gunner, and again a cover! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT!! Hoff gets a shoulder up, and Gunner pounds the mat in frustration as he gets back up. Gunner again calls for Hoff to get up, and Hoff slowly rises, stumbling forward, and Gunner seizes the opportunity, grabbing Hoff and drilling him with a flatliner!! Gunner rolls over into yet another lateral press and hooks the leg! ONE!! TWO!! THR-- NO!! The fans explode as Hoff somehow, again, gets a shoulder up. COLE Gunner is DEMOLISHING Hoff here!! COACH Yeah, but what does Gunner have to do?! Gunner scowls as he picks Hoff up, scooping him and throwing him across his shoulder! Gunner carries Hoff to one buckle, then charges across the ring! COLE Running powerslam from Gunner! If he can hit this-- wait! As Gunner charges, though, Hoff slips off his shoulder and lands behind Gunner on his feet! Hoff shoves Gunner forward, and Gunner's own momentum carries him into the buckle! Gunner reels out, and Hoff grabs him, whipping him cross-corner into the other turnbuckle! Gunner hits hard, and Hoff follows him in, crushing Gunner with a Stinger Splash! COACH DAYUM~! COLE HUGE splash by Hoff! Will he be able to capitalize? The fans cheer as Hoff quickly backs off of Gunner, grabbing the larger man and hoisting him up onto the post. Hoff cimbls up to the second rope, grabbing Gunner and lifting him all the way to the top turnbuckle. The fans stand as Hoff climbs to the top rope as well...and brings Gunner ALL THE WAY DOWN with a beautiful superplex!! COLE What a move! This has to be it! Hoff with the cover! Hoff rolls his arm on top of Gunner's chest! The fans count along!! ONE!!! TWO!!! KICKOUT!!! The fans deflate as Gunner kicks out of the move! Hoff rolls off of Gunner, slowly getting to his knees, then to his feet as Gunner lies on the mat. Hoff looks down at Gunner....then slowly looks at the corner. COLE Oh, no! Is Hoff gonna go upstairs? COACH We haven't seen this in a while! A smile lands on Hoff's face as he heads onto the apron and up the turnbuckles. Hoff stands...looks down at Gunner's prone form...and dives off with the picture-perfect elbow! AND IT HITS!! Gunner's body convulses as Hoff drops the elbow right into his sternum. Hoff climbs on top of Gunner and hooks a leg! COLE This is it! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT!!!!!!! The fans can't believe it as Gunner kicks out!! Hoff looks down in shock, then up at the ref who holds up two fingers! The shock fades, though, and is replaced with anguish as Hoff gets to his feet! Hoff looks down at Gunner before looking up, slashing his arms and shouting "THIS IS IT!!!" COLE Hoff is looking to go for the kill! Hoff grabs Gunner by the head, pulling him to his feet, and whips him into the ropes! Gunner comes off the ropes, and Hoff sets up for the SPINEBUSTER~! COACH Hoff looking for that legendary spinebuster!! Gunner charges at Hoff, and Hoff sets....and Gunner LEAPFROGS Hoff!! COLE Gunner avoided it! Hoff's eyes go wide as Gunner keeps running! Hoff spins around... RIGHT INTO THE SHARP END!!!! COLE SHARP END!! GUNNER GOT HIM!!! The fans go ecstatic as Gunner drills Hoff with the Sharp End, sending Hoff flying back across the ring. Hoff lies prone on the mat, clutching at his ribs, as Gunner crawls over to make the cover! COLE This is it! ONE!!! TWO!!!!! THREE!!!!! NO!!!!!!!!!! Gunner gets to his feet, thinking the match is over, but the referee grabs him and points to Hoff....who has his foot resting on the bottom rope!! Gunner grabs his hair in frustration!! COLE Hoff somehow got his foot on the rope, but I think this is all but over!! Gunner lets go of his hair and looks at the ref with FURY in his eyes! The official holds up two fingers, but Gunner grabs him and throws him to the side! COLE Gunner's got to be careful, or he'll draw a DQ! Gunner heads outside, to the announce position...and grabs Cole's chair right from under him! COLE Hey! Gunner slides into the ring, with the chair, but the referee grabs him and tries to pull it away! Gunner and the ref get in a tug-of-war, won by Gunner! The big man pulls the chair away, and turns toward Hoff.... Who SPEARS Gunner!!! COLE OH MY!! HOFF HIT THE SHARP END ON GUNNER!! COACH I can't believe it! Hoff gets up, and pulls Gunner to his feet. Hoff turns Gunner around and hooks him from behind, sending the fans to their feet!!! COLE COULD IT BE!! With a Herculean effort, Hoff rears back and HOISTS Gunner up...and DROPS him with the FUTURE SHOCK!! CABOOSE NO! COLE FUTURE SHOCK! Hoff got it! THE COVER! ONE! TWO! THREE!!!!!!! *ding ding ding* "Black," Hoff's classic theme, starts up again, and the fans come alive! BUFFER Here is your winner....HOFF!!! The fans cheer as Hoff looks down at Gunner, smiling before he leaves the ring. COLE Well Hoff has come in here and gone old-school on all our asses, and pulled out a big win over Gunner Sharps!! 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Tony149 0 Report post Posted May 30, 2005 (edited) COLE It's been a phenomenal night for the OAOAST so far here at School's Out, and coming up next is the highly anticipated grudge match between three of our top tag teams. CABOOSE Three teams, two of them tag division mainstays, and one team formed by a bond that goes back several years. This match isn't about titles, or even title shots. It's about pride, bragging rights, and most of all, the heart and soul of this company. COLE Something you know much about, 'Boose. One month ago, the Global Party Exchange, arguably the most popular tag team to grace OAOAST rings, returned to action after brief hiatus in shocking fashion, laying out old rivals Black T, as well as the duo of Zack Malibu and Some Guy. We were left with a cliffhanger that week on HeldDOWN~!, but over the past few weeks, it's become clear what the GPX's motives are. CABOOSE Apparently it all started around Anglemania, when myself, Zack and Some Guy found ourselves facing off with The Original Elite. The GPX, despite having held the OAOAST World Tag Team Titles and gaining tremendous worldwide notoriety, feel as though the Originals are clogging the cards, be it live events, HeldDOWN~! broadcasts, or PPV's, and are keeping the upstarts such as themselves out of the company spotlight. COLE But why? I mean, Axel's our World Champion, people like he, Hoff and Crystal have been battling in main events for months, and not one of them were here during the infancy of the company like Black T or Zack Malibu. CABOOSE It's jealousy, but it may work in the GPX's favor. After losing their tag titles and falling from grace, you get a reality check, and it all depends on where you go from there. This is the route they've chosen, and I may be slightly biased, but it may not be the best road for them. COLE Also keep in mind that just about two weeks ago, Drek Stone made a shocking return during the Zack Malibu/Johnny Jax encounter, attacking The Franchise, the face of our company, and laying him to waste. CABOOSE Another man who vanished after Anglemania, and who claimed he would never again set foot in an OAOAST ring. Whether it's an odd coincidence or some type of grand scheme by the three of them, Drek Stone and the GPX appear to share similar beliefs these days, and that is a powerful tandem if there ever was one. COLE Coach, do you have anything you'd like to add? COACH SHOOSH! I'm playin' my PSP, dog! It's the bottom of the 8th and I'm only down by one run. Friggin' Red Sox...why are they so good in this game? COLE Oh brother. The cameras focus on the ring, and close in tightly on Michael Buffer, as the timekeeper sounds the bell to draw the crowd's attention. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest, scheduled for one fall, is the THREE WAY DANCE! A roar comes up from the crowd, but the reaction dwindles into more of a mixed sentiment, as "Quiet" comes over the loudspeakers. Tony Brannigan and Dan Black then emerge from the back, walking across the School's Out stage and glaring out to the crowd, some of whom are actually applauding their arrival. COLE They're not beloved by many, but it says something about how greatly the change of attitude from the GPX has affected the fans. CABOOSE These are two guys that could care less either way, but the crowd knows that they'll resort to whatever means they need to to take out Jax and Static. Tony and Dan walk down the rampway slowly and enter the ring, with Dan climbing up on the middle turnbuckle and taunting the crowd, while Tony does so from center ring. The most famed OAOAST tag team in history then regroup in a neutral corner, discussing whatever it is they need to discuss and gearing up for the imminent matchup. "In a world full of posers, phonies, and wannabees, There finally emerges a group which has come to set the record straight. So, all you suckers better recognize, ya heard? Can you say uhhh na na na na..." The crowd doesn't say "Uh", or "na na na na", but rather loudly boo's the sound of O-Town's catchy pop tune, as it signals the arrival of the once popular, now most hated duo in the entire company. Johnny Jax and Scotty Static come out, and gone is the bouncing and dancing, as it has been replaced by the cocky swagger of the two youngsters. After getting halfway down the ramp, the duo stops and turns around, eyeing the entranceway. CABOOSE I can't say I'd be in a rush to get to the ring if I were them, but what are they wai... Caboose's inquiry is cut off by the loud booing of the fans, as DREK STONE walks down the rampway. The GPX nod their heads in approval and turn to face Black T, laughing gleefully about this turn of events. COLE We spoke about this earlier, and this should cement the fact that Drek Stone and the GPX are in cahoots! COACH CAHOOTS? Dude, Mikey, c'mon man. The last time someone used that word was in the Old West. You sound like Yosemite Sam. Stopping at the top of the ramp, Stone hops down off the ramp to ringside, and paces the squared circle, smirking and raising his arms to bask in the jeers of the crowd. He makes his way over to Sofa Central, and urges Coachman to move over. CABOOSE What? I don't want him any closer to me than he needs to be! DREK Michael Cole, Caboose, Coach, you boys are gonna have a little assistance for this match. COLE Wonderful. The GPX are still on the ramp, stalling as much as they can while Black T waits on them. Finally, as Static and Jax are conversing, Tony and Dan rush over and grab them each by the hair, pulling them over the ropes and into the ring! DREK Now come on, the bell hasn't even sounded! We're still missing a team! The arena lights come up, and referee Brian Hebner scrambles to get some order, but it's of no use, as Dan Black is hammering on Scotty Static and Tony is having his way with Johnny Jax across the ring in the opposite corner. After working over the two youngster, Black and Tony pull them up to their feet, then take them by the arms and launch them out of the corners with Irish whips, sending Static and Jackson colliding into each other! The two party boys then stagger about, each one turning around to face his rival...and Black and Tony each blast them with lariats to put them down on the canvas! Before any further damage can be done, the GPX quickly roll out of the ring, and referee Hebner does his best to keep Black T from exiting. DREK Good move by Johnny and Scotty, getting out of there and away from the illegal tactics of Black T. I... Since someone's speech had to be interrupted, for the sake of continuity we'll have it be Drek, as the former World Champion is cut off in mid-sentence by the theme song of another former World Champion! "Getting Away With Murder" hits, and Zack Malibu and Some Guy dart down the ramp and leap down to the floor below, each one rounding the ring so that GPX are surrounded! Sensing danger, Scotty and Johnny roll back into the ring, but now that all three teams are at ringside Hebner calls for the bell, and the GPX find themselves once again in the ring with Black T! COLE Here we go! The GPX are cornered, as they turn one way and run into Black T, then turn back around to see Malibu and Some Guy up on the apron. Quickly, they try to escape by running past Black T and out of the ring, but Dan and Tony each catch them and snap them to the canvas by their heads, leaving them prone on the canvas for Some Guy and Zack to springboard in and land atop them with springboard splashes! In a strange twist, Malibu pulls Static up and with the aid of Brannigan, presses him up in the air, as Some Guy and Dan Black do the same, and each member of GPX is then disposed of, dumped over the ropes and down to the floor! The men in the ring are all smiling with satisfaction at the sight of GPX wincing in pain on the floor - until they turn to each other. Dan immediately stings Some Guy with a forearm, and then, grabbing him by the scruff of the neck, runs and throws him out over the top rope on the other side of the ring! Meanwhile, Tony and Zack exchange punches, until Dan races over to assist his partner, knocking Zack to the mat from behind. Black T stomp a mudhole in Malibu as the crowd gives them hell for it. Some Guy picks himself straight back up and climbs back into the ring, dragging Dan away from Zack and then nailing Tony with a dropkick that sends him staggering back and out over the top to the floor! SG and Zack pick Black up and whip him to the ropes, knocking Dan down with a double shoulderblock. SG picks Dan up into a chinklock, as Zack runs the ropes - only to get tripped onto his face by Tony on the floor! Brannigan drags Zack out of the ring and throws him hard into the guard rail. COACH Ouch! Bone shattering impact as Tony flings Malibu into the metal! COLE Non-stop action in the opening stages of this match! Some Guy drops Black and runs to the edge of the ring. He waits for Brannigan to turn, and then grabs the top rope, using it to spring himself out and down onto Tony! Both men hit the floor hard. Dan is about to slide out to aid Brannigan, when he notices GPX are standing and laughing on the other side of the ring, pointing and shaking their heads in amusement. Dan turns back into the middle of the ring and beckons GPX on, actually drawing a highly unusual cheer from the crowd for his bold action. COLE Black's out numbered, but he doesn't care right now! He wants at GPX badly. DREK He's going to get his ass kicked! Black T think they're so smart, but they need to realise their place. GPX accept the challenge, sliding into the ring and charging at Dan, who ducks their double lariat and nails Scotty with a back kick to the gut, and then floors Johnny with a hard clothesline. Dan grabs the doubled up Static and sets for a wrist clutch exploder suplex, but Johnny Jax is back up and slams him in the back. Jax pins Dan's arms back and encourages Scotty to swing at him. Static looses a hard blow, but Dan breaks out, and Scotty brings his fist up just before Johnny's nose. GPX breath a sigh of relief - but their faces turn to shock as Black grabs Johnny in a waistlock, and Zack Malibu, out of nowhere,grabs Scotty in the same. Double German suplexes, leaving GPX laid out on the canvas! Dan and Zack get to their feet and meet in the middle of the ring. COLE Two bitter enemies working together! Could this be a new understanding between these two Originals? CABOOSE Well, if they can get on the same page for this match, GPX are in a whole heap of trouble. DREK GPX are in NO trouble at all. They're the future of tag team wrestling. Dan and Zack stare at each other. Zack gives Dan a very small nod, and then turns to grab Scotty Static. Black hesitates for a moment - and attacks Zack from behind! Boos from the crowd as Dan fires a forearm into the back of Zack's neck and grabs him in a full nelson, looking for a Dragon suplex. Some Guy re-enters the fray and pulls Dan away, kicks him in the gut and gives him a DDT in the middle of the ring! Our referee for this contest, Nick Patrick, has stayed firmly out of the way of the opening, wild action, but now intervenes, pushing Zack out of the ring. Scotty Static slides out to the floor to leave 3 men only in the ring. Scotty and Tony regroup on the apron as Some Guy picks Black up and whips him into the neutral corner. Johnny Jax gets to his feet as SG chops Dan hard, and then mounts the 2nd turnbuckle for a punch-a-long with the crowd- ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! But suddenly Johnny Jax punches SG in the back, causing him to stop his assault. Jax climbs up the ropes till he's on the top turnbuckle and strikes SG in the head. Johnny applies a front facelock, draws SG up to the top too, and looks to be trying to superplex Some Guy out of the ring! COLE He can't be serious! That'll kill both of them! DREK GPX have no limits, Cole, not that these old traditional guys. SG fights back, and the two men exchange blows precariously! SG drops down to the 2nd rope. Dan Black shakes his head clear and looks up at the situation, then climbs up to the 2nd turnbuckle behind SG and grabs a waistlock! As he does so, Some Guy headbutts Jax hard, and grabs his own front facelock! COACH Oh lordy, what's going to happen here? This looks dangerous as hell! Black pulls at SG, and after a couple of attempts drags him off! SG in turn brings Jax over, and all 3 land on the mat, Jax in particular hitting with a crashing impact! COLE Dan Black just gave Some Guy a German suplex from the 2nd rope while Some Guy superplexed Johnny Jax! The crowd buzzes over the high impact move, as Dan Black is first to pick himself up. Jax clutches at his back and grimaces, while SG holds his neck. Dan brings Jax up and lashes him with a hard European uppercut. Black whips Johnny to the ropes near the Black T corner, and Tony Brannigan moves along the apron and raises a knee, so that Jax takes it in the small of his back and cries out in pain. Johnny staggers forward, and Dan kicks him in the gut and double underhooks his arms, before lifting him up, over and dropping Jax onto Black's outstretched knee. COLE Butterfly backbreaker by Black. CABOOSE Black T immediately targetting the back after Jax took that superplex. DREK Oh, you think that's some kind of smart psychology? If I was in there, I'd just drop Black T with the Stonecutter before they had a chance to even recognise me. CABOOSE I think anyone could recognise your big head coming. DREK Pff, you're as bad as them, stinking up Anglemania with your lousy return to the ring. CABOOSE Stone, you're a talented guy, no question, but if you don't show some respect you're going to get the same treatment I give Mikey every week. DREK What's that? *POW!* COLE *sniff* You could have just TOLD him. Dan makes the tag to Tony Brannigan, who comes in and immediately drops an elbow onto the back of Jax as he tries to crawl to the GPX corner. Some Guy is also back up, and helps Tony stomp Jax - until Black T once again turn on their fellow Originals, as Tony floors SG with a clothesline. While SG is down, Brannigan picks Johnny J up and displays his strength, hoisting Jax up into a gorilla press. Tony even manages a little of the Rick Rude snake hims in that position, before dropping Jax down face first onto the mat. Brannigan immediately jumps and lands all his 270lbs back first onto Johnny's spine. COLE A big Senton from Tony that has to have Jax in trouble. He needs to tag out here or GPX could be eliminated in quick time. Brannigan drags Johnny up and whips him to the ropes, looking for the Out of Body Experience, but SG attacks him from the side, tackling him to the mat and throwing hard punches. Tony covers up, but the attack allows Johnny to roll forward and tag Scotty Static. DREK You see? These idiots actually got lucky enough to have Johnny in trouble, and they blow it fighting each other. COLE You know, this match isn't all about GPX. They're not even the favourites, in my opinion. *POW!* DREK Hey, that's pretty good. Some Guy brings Tony up and Scotty enters. SG whips Brannigan across the ring, right into a dropkick from Static! Scotty runs past the fallen Tony and swings at SG, who ducks and fires a trio of quick kicks into the midsection of SS. SG grabs SS and tries for a suplex, but Static escapes, flipping out and landing behind Some Guy and then, grabbing him around the head, runs towards the ropes, attempting a Sliced Bread #2 type move. Static jumps and propels himself back off the ropes, but SG pushes him off and away, and right into the arms of Tony Brannigan, who flings Static over with a big belly to back suplex! Some Guy goes after Tony again, but Brannigan fires back and whips SG to the Black T corner. Dan Black starts to choke SG, as Tony distracts Nick Patrick by covering Static - ONE! TWO! Scotty kicks out, and Tony brings him up, as Zack Malibu yells at Patrick. Our official turns and sees Dan's illegal choke, and runs over to make him break. This allows Tony to poke Scotty in the eye and then gives him a huge hiptoss, right over the top rope to the floor! COACH Brannigan showing his power again, and once again a GPX man is thrown out to the floor. DREK Because the other guys fear being in the ring with them. Brannigan turns - as Some Guy shoots a Some Kick at his head! Tony manages to catch the boot, but SG responds instantly with an leaping enziguiri kick to the back of the big mans head! Tony's eyes go wide and he staggers forward a step before crashing to the mat. Some Guy leaps over to his corner and tags Zack in to a big cheer from the crowd. Malibu comes in and brings Brannigan up, keeping him off balance with a couple of forearms, and then whips him to the neutral corner. Zack charges in and hits Tony with a jumping knee to the chest. Malibu runs around for another attempt, but this time Tony runs out of the corner, throwing a big boot at Zack, who ducks under it. Zack jumps up and grabs Tony with a sleeper from behind, but Tony once more shows his strength, turning and driving back towards the empty corner and crushing Zack into the turnbuckles. As Dan Black applauds, Brannigan uses a snapmare to bring Zack out of the corner into a sitting position, and then locks on a camel clutch! Malibu struggles in the dangerous hold, as Scotty Static re-enters...and then just watches, laughing at Zack's grimace. Some Guy tries to run in to break up the submission, but Nick Patrick blocks his path. Static chants abuse and jeers at Zack - until at last even Tony has had enough, and he drops Zack to run at Scotty! COLE GPX really getting under the skin of everyone here. Brannigan had to be enjoying putting the pressure on Zack, but right now he hates Static that little bit more! CABOOSE The other two teams may hate each other, but I think, deep down, they have a little bit of respect, and that's more than they have for GPX. Static retreats until Tony is almost on him, and then catches him with a drop toe hold that trips Tony over and onto the 2nd rope next to the GPX corner. As Scotty goes over to Zack, Johnny Jax climbs to the top turnbuckle and jumps down with a legdrop onto back of Tony's head as he's draped over the rope! Jax falls to the floor, and then drags Brannigan out with him, trying to whip him into the ring steps, but Dan Black runs round and pushes Jackson away, before helping Tony back to their teams corner. Scotty slugs away at Zack, and whips him to the ropes. Static leapfrogs over Malibu as he comes back, and then drops down to the mat, lifting his legs to try and flips Zack over, but Malibu just grabs them and sits down into a cover! ONE! TWO! Scotty kicks out and both men scramble up. Zack throws a punch, but Static ducks and drags Malibu into a backslide- ONE! TWO! Zack kicks out and as Scotty rises to one knee runs in for a Zack Attack (Shining Wizard), but Static ducks the knee and quickly rolls away. Malibu runs after him, and Scotty takes him over with an arm drag. Tony gets back in the ring, holding his head from that legdrop, and tags Dan Black back in. Dan watches for a moment as Scotty runs at Zack, grabbing his head and trying to spin him round with a DDT. Malibu blocks it, and counters into a Northern Lites suplex - ONE! TWO! Scotty throws a shoulder up, and he and Zack start to climb up. Dan grabs them, and bangs their heads together. Scotty falls to one knee, while Black applies a front facelock to Malibu and hits with a brainbuster, scooting into a cover - ONE! TWO! T- Kickout. Dan is rising when Static suddenly jumps onto his shoulders! Before Black can react, Scotty snaps himself over and drives Dan's head into the canvas with a reverse 'rana! ONE! TWO! THREE - No! DREK That was three. What kind of a referee have we got in there? COACH You're not as good a color commentator as 'boose. I don't like you. DREK Hey - wait for the buy rates for this show. Just me being back here is going to draw. Dan rolls away as Zack takes his turn to go after Scotty, chopping him hard and and then whipping him to the ropes. Zack tries a back body drop, but Static rolls over him and lands behind. Scotty grabs Malibu and drives him to the mat with a hard Russian legsweep. Scotty then tags in Johnny Jax. Static holds Zack while Jax fires punches into his gut. As Nick Patrick counts Scotty out, Jax grabs Malibu by the head and neck and hits a slow, Rude Awakening style neckbreaker. Jax smirks at Tony Brannigan, who goes to enter the ring but then checks himself. Johnny then locks a Heart of Ice crossface on Malibu! COLE Oh! GPX mocking Black T, stealing their signature moves! CABOOSE I have to admit, they're doing them well too. Dan is back up, and looks down with disgust at Jax. He breaks the hold with a boot to the side of the young upstarts head and then lifts him into a front facelock. Jax blocks the suplex, so Dan throws knees into his gut and then whips him to the ropes. Jackson returns - right into a tilta whirl back breaker! Johnny howls in pain as his spine is impacted yet again, and howls even louder as Black rolls him onto his front and locks on a single leg Boston Crab! Zack is up, and grabs Jackson's other leg! Johnny yells in pain as the two foes tear at his legs! Black looks at Zack and gives him a small nod, as Zack gave him earlier. Zack responds by dropping his leg and locking his California Dreams (Dragon sleeper) on Dan Black! Black manages to keep the half Crab on, as Nick Patrick tells Tony and Scotty to stay out of the ring. After another moment, Dan is weakened and drops the Crab. Johnny J, his back in seriously bad shape now, tries to crawl to his corner. COLE Another tough decision for Zack - stop the tag, or keep the hold on Dan? COACH I don't think Black is going to tap... Malibu decides the same, dropping a choking Dan and going after Jax. Dan rolls over and tags in Brannigan. Zack grips Johnny's leg and drags him back into the centre of the ring, and is about to lock on another Crab of his own when Brannigan chops him hard. Malibu drops Johnny and fires back. Tony slugs Zack down with clubbing forearms, and sets him for an Attitude Adjustment piledriver, but Malibu struggles against it and manages to backdrop Brannigan into the middle of the squared circle. Zack goes after Jackson, who's climbing slowly to his feet, but the GPX member rakes his eyes, spits in his face and delivers a kick to the gut - BlackOut! (stunner). Johnny rolls over and tags Static, who rushes in to cover Malibu - ONE! TWO! THREE! No! Zack kicks out! COLE Another move stolen by GPX! Jackson didnt manage to put Zack away with it, but he has gotten himself out of the ring. Static grabs Zack up throws him out over the top rope to the floor! Static threw Zack too close to his partner, however, and as Zack's going over Some Guy tags himself in on his back! SG runs in and shoulder blocks Static to the mat. Brannigan sneaks up behind SG and clamps on a full nelson. Tony tries a full nelson slam, but SG slips out of his grasp and dropkicks Brannigan into the corner. SG is about to charge Tony when Scotty trips him up. Static runs the ropes and executes a Lionsault onto the back of Some Guy, then rolls him over for a cover. ONE! TWO! Brannigan jumps off the middle turnbuckle with a flying elbow! Static rolls aside, and Tony lands hard on Some Guy! Cover: ONE! TWO! TH- SG kicks out. Tony brings him up, but Scotty runs in and connects with a Yakuza Kick to the crouched Some Guy. Brannigan with a swing and a miss and Scotty with the same. Tony grabs Static onto his shoulder, and drills him with a vicious Dominator! Cover! ONE! TWO! THREEE- Scotty gets a foot on the ropes! Meanwhile, Zack picks himself up on the outside. Right next to the announce table. DREK Well, well. Thrown out of the ring, battered and beaten once more. Zack may as well slink off backstage. Zack picks himself up. In the fast paced match, he clearly hasn't realised Drek is at ringside. He glares at the former champ. Drek coughs. "What the hell is that doing out here?", yells Zack, pointing at Stone. Drek gets to his feet, dropping his microphone, and comes out to face Zack. The crowd buzzes as the two icons come nose to nose. Malibu is about to strike Drek, when he controls himself. COLE Zack knows he has a match to win, he can't let his partner down by being distracted by Drek. CABOOSE It might not be up to Zack... Malibu goes to re-enter the ring, where Brannigan has an abdominal stretch applied on Scotty Static. Tony is getting extra leverage from Dan Black on the apron, while Nick Patrick watches Drek. At last, Nick has to turn back to the action, and as he does so Drek pulls Zack off the apron and whips him hard into the ring steps. Stone grabs Zack up, but Malibu fires back, and the two men slug it out on the floor! Nick Patrick turns to yell at the two, allowing Johnny Jackson to run in and break up the abdominal stretch. GPX pick Tony up and just drive him into Dan Black, knocking him off the apron. The duo then throw Tony out after him, and turn to Some Guy. Johnny picks him up and delivers a hard powerbomb, before turning SG over into a Boston Crab. Scotty with the double underhook, and sit out driver! COLE The Chain Letter! Chain Letter on Some Guy! Drek throws Zack into the guard rail on the walk way as Scotty covers - ONE! TWO! THREE! *DING DING DING* BUFFER The team of Zack Malibu and Some Guy has been eliminated! Hearing this, Drek turns and runs up the walkway, disappearing past the giant bell towards the backstage area. Zack picks himself up and sprints after him. COLE Drek managed to keep Zack occupied long enough for GPX to pin Some Guy! It's down to that classic battle, GPX vs Black T, once again! CABOOSE Well, I'm glad Mr Stone has left. COLE You worried he was out-heeling you? Eh? Eh? *POW!* CABOOSE No, now I can do that all myself. GPX celebrate their pin, Jackson holding his back from the effort of delivering the powerbomb, as Some Guy drags himself out of the ring, clutching his head. Black T climb up to the apron and re-enter the ring, facing down their smaller but tenacious opponents. Brannigan and Static, the legal men, lock up, as Dan and Johnny are instructed out of the ring. Brannigan predictably overpowers Scotty, shoving him back into an empty corner. Patrick counts the break, and Tony backs off a step, watching Static cautiously. Scotty lashes out for a cheap shot, but Brannigan blocks his punch and lands a hard right of his own. Ignoring Nick Patrick's protest at the closed fist, Tony throws another one and then lifts Static up for a high angle body slam, but Scotty manages to clamp his legs around Tony's head, stretch out his arm and turn it into a submission hold! COLE Well, that's a hell of a counter from Scotty! CABOOSE Everyone's been saying they're like a new team - its stuff like that that will prove it. Tony staggers, but Dan quickly enters the ring and fires a hard kick into the side of Static. He drops off Tony, flipping down right into Black's clutches, who quickly flings him around with an Exploder suplex. Tony covers: ONE! TWO! THR- Static throws up a shoulder. Brannigan, shaking off the effects of the choke, brings Scotty S up. He tries for a suplex, but Scotty blocks it and then stomps on Brannigan's foot! The unorthodox move pays off, as Tony releases Scotty, who grabs his larger opponent, and with an effort lifts him half up for a suplex - but then drops him down with legs either side of the top rope! Brannigan's eyes bulge as the crowd draws in its breath. Nick Patrick remonstrates with Static, but the GPX member ignores him and climbs to the top turnbuckle in front of the white faced Brannigan. Scotty starts to walk, high wire style, along the top rope, till he reaches Tony. Then he jumps onto his shoulders and brings him back into the ring with a headscissors takeover! Brannigan hits the mat hard, and Scotty covers: ONE! TWO! THR- No, Tony throws up an arm. Static goes right back on the attack, bringing Brannigan to his feet and hammering him with forearms. Scotty whips Tony into a corner and, running in, nails him with a leaping lariat. Static grabs Brannigan around the head and jumps onto the 2nd rope, looking for a tornado DDT, but Tony fights back and flays Scotty with a hard chop to the chest. Tony goes to climb up the ropes, but Static bites his face! The crowd BOOS the heinous assault, and actually seem to be now behind the hated Black T. Tony drops off the ropes and staggers away, and Scotty jumps off and over him, grabbing his head on the way and driving it into the mat with a Blockbuster. Static with a boot scrape across Brannigan's eyes, and then climbs to the top rope once more. Scotty flies off with a frog splash, but Tony gets his knees up! COLE A tough landing for Static! GPX have been bringing out all their big moves in this match, but this one backfired! CABOOSE Tony has to take advantage. Remember, Johnny Jackson is hurt, so if Black T can pick Scotty apart too they're in with a big chance here. Brannigan rolls up and grabs Scotty, who's clutching his gut. Tony grabs Scotty and delivers the Rude Awakening neckbreaker into a cover: ONE! TWO! THREE - no, Johnny Jax comes in to break it up! Nick Patrick shoves Jackson out, while Tony quickly flings Static into the Black T corner, where he kicks his chest whilst Dan holds him in place. Black releases Scotty as Patrick turns, and Tony tags Dan, who climbs to the top rope. Brannigan with a full nelson slam on Static, driving him hard into the mat in the middle of the ring, and instantly Dan leaps off with a big diving headbutt, crashing down hard onto Scotty! Black clutches his head while Scotty convulses. Black takes a moment, but throws himself onto Static. ONE! TWO! THREE! No! Scotty kicks out! COACH Dan needed to hook the leg there. CABOOSE Still, an impressive display of resilience from Static, taking two big moves like th at. If GPX can win this, they will have deserved it. COLE You pulling for them now? CABOOSE I'm staying neutral. For once. Static rolls away from Dan, looking for the tag. Jackson extends his arm to him, but Black is rising, and cuts him off. Black stands behind Scotty and pins back both his arms and lifts him up and over, dropping him with a Tiger Suplex! Dan keeps the bridge - ONE! TWO! THREE! No! Johnny J dives in with an axehandle to Dan's midriff, breaking up the pin. Patrick gets Jax out, while Black brings Scotty up. European uppercut, and then a roundhouse swing, but Static ducks and leaps over Dan, pulling him over with a sunset flip! ONE! TWO! Dan kicks out and gets to one knee, but Scotty hits him with a shining enziguiri! Cover - ONE! TWO! THREE - no! Black kicks out! Static rolls away from him, trying to regroup after that burst of adrenaline. Dan tries to go after him, but Scotty makes it closer to his teams corner. Tony runs in to cut Static off, but with a leap he tags in Johnny Jackson! Jax springboards in with a dropkick to Brannigan. Black grabs Static, but Scotty nails him with a jawbreaker. Nick Patrick tries to restore order, but Jax ignores him and picks Tony up, going for his Beat Drop pumphandle piledriver. Scotty goes up top, as GPX look to be trying for a SPIKE Beat Drop! Before Static can jump off, Dan Black runs up the ropes and shoves him off the top to the floor! Jackson drives Tony's head into the mat with the Beat Drop! COLE DAA- CABOOSE Don't do that. Indie catchphrases are above y- oh, go ahead. COLE -AAANGEROOUS! Jackson covers Tony - uh uh, Patrick tells him, Dan Black is the legal man. And Dan Black is behind Jackson, looping Johnny's arms around his own neck and dropping back, snapping JJ back first into Dan's raised knees with a Lungblower! Black rolls through and hits another Lungblower, then drops Jackson and locks on a proper, old school, knee to the spine, snap you in half Liontamer! COACH Jackson has got to be in a huge amount of pain! Black T have targetted that back, and now Dan has him in the devilish Liontamer! Jax struggles in the hold but Black has a vice like grip. Scotty Static picks himself off the floor and tries to run in. Nick Patrick stops him, and the wrestler and referee struggle, as Static tries to push past him. Jackson, refusing to tap out, is fading in the hold. Dan drops the Liontamer and rolls Johnny up with a La Majistral cradle! ONE! TWO! THREE! But sadly for Black T, its just the crowd counting, not Nick Patrick. COLE Black has the pin! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! Dan lets up and goes after Static, who pushes Patrick aside and nails Black with a superkick! COACH Oh! Black didn't see that coming at all, that kick came right over Nick Patrick's shoulder! Scotty grabs Dan up, pulls him in - POP DROP?!?! ONE! TWO! THREE! *DING DING DING* BUFFER The winners of the match - Johnny Jackson and Scotty Static - GEEEEE PEEEEEE EEEEEEEEEEEEEX! Scotty picks Johnny off the canvas and GPX raise their arms to a chorus of boos. COLE Static pinning Dan Black with Zack Malibu's move! That's an insult to Black AND Malibu! CABOOSE But they've pulled it off, they've defeated 4 OAOAST legends - GPX just took a huge step towards their goals. COACH Well, they needed Drek Stone to take Zack out of the game - but what an alliance GPX and Stone could become. Tony Brannigan starts to move after the deadly Beat Drop, but GPX are able to exit the ring leaving both members of Black T down on the mat. They walk up to the top of the ramp and soak up some more boos, as the new GPX celebrate making a huge mark. Edited May 30, 2005 by Tony149 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tony149 0 Report post Posted May 30, 2005 (edited) COLE Well, after a wild ride tonight at School’s Out, this is it. The richest prize in our sport is on the line in this Main Event Ladder Match. And this isn’t just about the title guys; Axel and Crystal have a storied history. CABOOSE Absolutely Michael, these two have been partners in and outside the ring, and in singles competition they are tied at one win a piece. This is the rubber match, this is the main event. COACH We all know the history. Axel and Crystal met on the independent scene before even coming to the One and Only AngleSault thread. They wrestled in Detroit where they were part of the Bleeding Souls stable which also included AJ Flaire and Crystal’s current right hand man, Gunner Sharps. Crystal came to this company, with Axel not far behind. They had two titanic battles at AngleMania’s three and four, with Crystal winning last year and Axel getting the victory this year, but not without a great struggle. Now Axel is the OAOAST World Heavyweight Champion, a title that Crystal held last year for two months, and the Female Phenom is hell bent on getting the championship back in her possession. COLE Crystal got this shot by defeating Hoff last month at Living Angleously, and she intends to make good use of it. HeldDown General Manager Josie Baker made this match a ladder match two weeks ago, which only makes the pressure on these two athletes that much higher. Coach and Caboose have some keys to victory, but before that, let’s go backstage where Jackie Gayda is standing by with the reigning OAOAST World Heavyweight Champion, Axel. *Cut to Jackie and Axel in front of the School’s Out Logo* JACKIE Axel, in just a few moments you face Crystal in our Main Event ladder match. Your thoughts? AXEL Well, here we are. School’s Out 2005, the Main Event. We’re past all the guest referee spots, the comedy matches, the sneak attacks, the build up, the videos, the promos, the talking. That’s all over Crystal. But before I go out there, I have but one thing to say. This is it. After tonight, no more Axel versus Crystal. Tonight we finally decide who is best. *Cut back to Sofa Central* COLE Well a very adamant Axel there. COACH Adamant! HAHAHA! HIS NAME’S ADAM! CABOOSE You really don’t amuse anyone. You aren’t funny. Just quit. Quit now. No one would care. Seriously. We don’t like you. Go away. You are nothing. You’re a pathetic little man who tries to crack jokes all the time. COACH … COLE Wow, I won’t disagree, but damn that was strong. Coach, how can Axel win this match? COACH *sniff* COLE Stop your whining. Anyway, Axel is six-five, two fifty-five, so he has a distinct height and leverage advantage. He’s a 4 year pro who has won championships in his home country of Australia, in Japan, and here in the US, so he’s well-traveled, and has adapted to many different styles. His primary focus in matches is his opponent’s neck, which really doesn’t give him an advantage over Crystal. He’d be much better served going back to his game plan when he was a rookie here in the OAOAST of going after the legs and trying to lock in his old submission move, the Axel Grinder Single Leg Crab, because we all know how hard it is to climb a ladder on one leg. I think Axel’s biggest asset though, is his power and his ability to think on his feet. After coming back from Japan Axel added the Brainbuster and the Running Enziguri to his move set, and we saw last month in his match against Tony Brannigan his ability to reverse moves, and even reverse the reversals! CABOOSE None of that matters in a ladder match Michael Cole, none of it! It’s all about speed in a ladder match. Your ability to knock your opponent off of their feet or out of the ring, run up that ladder and grab the prize. That is where Crystal has the advantage. She has speed, grace, and athleticism. The Female Phenom is.. JR QUICKER THAN A BAH GAWD HICCUP! CABOOSE What the hell is he doing here? Getting back to Crystal, she’s got speed, and the experience advantage on Axel; she’s been here for a good two and a half years, when Axel has been here for about 20 months. Crystal proved two weeks in a row that she is more powerful than anyone gives her credit for, picking a two hundred fifty-five pound man up for his own finishing move the Axel Slam, twice. But if this match comes down to a race to the top, The Female Phenom will win every single time, hands down. She’s walking out tonight, she has to. Axel’s been way too happy lately, his head can’t be totally focused. I’ve exposed your lies baby And underneath is no big surprise Now it’s time for changing and cleansing everything To forget your love BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM! “Plug In Baby” blares over the loudspeakers as the Female Phenom makes her way through the smoke left from the pyrotechnics. Crystal stops to relish the boos that she is receiving. The Female Phenom walks down the ramp, past the ladder that is set up half way, looking at the device like it is the key to all her troubles, which it could well be tonight. Referee and former star Seattle and Indiana Power Forward Detlef Schrempf says a few words to Crystal, as ‘Plug In Baby’ dies down. “I’D EAT YOU ALIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVEEEEEEE!” BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!!!!! Fred Durst fills the area, which is definitely not a good thing on its own, but the crowd isn’t cheering for the Bizkit, they are cheering for the man the song represents, the OAOAST Champion, Axel, who makes his way out to the ring. The champion has an inverted pair of tights with red being the dominant color, with red gloves and black armbands. The OAOAST Championship belt is around his waist, and Axel points this out to the massive crowd, who respond with even more cheers. Axel, super serious look on his face, stops halfway down the entrance ramp, points left, points right, points with both hands at the ring, and Crystal.. BOOOOOOOM! …and does the Crucifix Pose, enticing another pop from the crowd. The champion charges the ring and slides under the bottom rope, with Crystal exiting the other side, wanting no part of her opponent. Axel jumps up to the second rope on one of the four turnbuckles (pick which one you like most), and unclips the belt, holding it in his right hand as he makes the crucifix pose to the crowd again. COLE The champion has dropped the carefree attitude that he and Hoff have displayed in the weeks leading up to this event, saying last week on HeldDown that it was time for this issue to be resolved once and for all! CABOOSE I’ve been looking forward to this all night Cole. Axel and Crystal are 1 win apiece in singles competition, and Crystal pinned Axel three weeks ago in a tag match with Axel’s own move, the Axel Slam! Crystal is going to take the OAOAST Championship tonight, or she’s going to die trying! Axel jumps off of the ropes where Referee Schrempf is waiting for his OAOAST World Championship belt. Axel hands it over, and Detlef clasps the heavy showpiece onto the metal ring, which is soon raised a good fifteen feet in the air. COLE My god, that belt must be thirty, forty, maybe fifty feet high above this arena! CABOOSE Give it a rest. COACH *whimper* The two wrestlers face each other in opposite corners, with Michael buffer and the referee in the centre of the ring. Buffer begins his introductions. MICHAEL BUFFER The Following Ladder Match is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the OAOAST Heavyweight Championship OF THE WOOOOOOORLD! Introducing first, in the corner to my left wearing purple and black, the challenger, weighing in tonight at one hundred fifty five pounds, widely considered the greatest female wrestler in the history of the wrestling business, she is a former OAOAST World Heavyweight champion and OAOAST Twenty-Four Seven Champion. From Coquitlam, British Columbia, she is The FEMALE PHENOM… CRYYYYYYYYYSSSSTTTTTTTAALLLLLL!!!!!!!!! Crystal stays stationary and hardly salutes the fans, who respond in kind with a huge negative reaction for the challenger. BUFFER And Crystal’s opponent, in the corner to my right, wearing red and black. He weighs in tonight at two hundred fifty-eight pounds, a man who has done almost everything that it is possible to do in One and Only AngleSault Thread Wrestling, a former Revolution Trophy winner, Twenty-Four Seven Champion, first-ever HI-YAH World Champion and 2005 Lethal Rumble winner, he is the current holder of the One and Only AngleSault Thread Professional Heavyweight Wrestling Championship of the WOOOOOOOOOORLLLLLLDDDDD… Originally hailing from Hobart, Tasmania, Australia, and currently residing in Indianapolis, Indiana, Ladies and Gentlemen, THIS. IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISSSSSSSS AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAXXXXXXELLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!! The OAOAST Champion does a quick Crucifix pose for the ringside faithful, and is bombarded with red and black streamers, which soon fill the ring, to his surprise. Axel removes his jacket and discards it ringside, and Crystal does the same. The crowd starts a small ‘AX-EL! AX-EL!’ chant, which soon becomes arena-wide, causing the champion to flash an evil smirk. The champion then peers up at his belt, and then looks on to his opponent, and former partner. Crystal looks at the belt as well, but chooses to step toward Axel and tell the champion that she will soon have the title that he holds. Axel and Crystal go face to face in the centre of the ring, as Schrempf calls for the bell to start the contest. *DING DING DING* Almost straight after the bell sounds, Crystal shocks Axel with a hard slap to the side of the face, which catches Axel unawares, sending the champion back a step. The challenger follows the slap up with a stiff kick to the stomach of her opponent, who slumps into the corner. Crystal connects with a right hand to the face of Axel, followed by a second, and another boot, and another right hand, pummeling the champion with hard shots. The Female Phenom grabs the left hand of the challenger, and sends him to the opposite corner turnbuckle. Axel reverses the whip, however, and sends Crystal into the corner. The champion follows this by charging to that corner and attempting a clothesline, but Crystal is able to get her legs up and dropkick the champion in the face, sending Axel staggering backward. Crystal charges at Axel, Axel ducks a clothesline attempt, Crystal turns around, AND RIGHT INTO A HARLEM SIDE KICK! COLE Great opening exchange by Axel and Crystal, Crystal really got the better of the champion on that occasion using her speed, but Axel got the take down with a beautiful Harlem Side Kick. Axel grabs Crystal by the head and lifts her to her feet, connecting with a knee to the midsection, and then locking in a front face lock, preparing for a suplex. He takes Crystal up, but the challenger slips down the champions back, hooking a waist lock, and taking him over for a German Suplex! Crystal gets straight up from the German, mounting Axel and teeing off on the champion with hard right hands to the temple! CABOOSE Ha ha, now this is how you take someone apart, cold, hard shots to the head. COLE Man, Crystal is vicious with those shots! She’s like a woman possessed! This is how much she wants the OAOAST Championship! Crystal lets up on Axel - perhaps not a wise move - and starts to walk to the ropes, to go to the outside. Axel won’t let the challenger get to the all important ladder first though, as he tries his best to get to his feet, finally managing to, and stopping Crystal before she exits the ring. The champion goes on the offensive, connecting with a right, and sending Crystal to the other side of the ring. Crystal comes off, and gets sent for a high BAAAAAACK Body Drop to the canvas by Axel, who follows up with an elbow drop to the sternum. Crystal instinctively sits up and tries to catch her breath, but Axel doesn’t give her a second recovery. He hooks her head and raises her up, from her seated position, in a delayed vertical suplex. Instead of finishing the move though, he hotshots, her chest first, on the top rope! Crystal manages to gather herself up a bit and land on the apron as gracefully as someone can in the situation, but Axel elbows her off the apron and she goes crashing down to the floor! COLE Axel has the clear advantage here and it looks like he’s going for the ladder now! And indeed he is. He goes the aisle way and grabs the ladder without interruption. He goes to slide it into the ring, but changes his mind and takes it with him toward Crystal. She is slowly recovering when she sees Axel with the ladder. She only gets a split second to react as Axel chucks the ladder at her. She catches it and, predictably, gets the ladder in the face courtesy of a Test-like boot. COACH Ouch! “AX-EL!” “AX-EL!” “AX-EL!” Axel picks up the ladder and sets it up so it’s balancing between the apron and barrier. He picks up Crystal and whips her toward the ladder, but Crystal ducks last second. As Crystal turns back around, Axel grabs her by the hair and tries to drag her back over the ladder, but Crystal thinks fast and kicks him the nuts. CABOOSE HA! Anything goes! COLE I hate to agree with you Caboose, but you’re right, that is a legal move in this contest! Axel holds his, uh boys, in pain, Crystal backs up a bit, takes a running start, and does a baseball slide underneath the ladder, connecting with Axels left knee. Satisfied that Axel is down for a bit, Crystal goes to the ring announcer and ranks him out of his chair. She grabs the chair and folds it up. She waits by the ring post for Axel to get up, obviously with EVIL~! Intentions. Crystal runs towards Axel, but Axel thinks quick and does a drop toehold so Crystal lands face first on the ladder…with the chair too! Crystal goes down like as shot holding her face as the crowd goes crazy for Axel! COLE Crystal could have broken her nose on that move! She tried to take Axel’s head off, but in the end it was her face that felt the force of the steel chair! Grabbing the ladder, Axel slides in the ring and sets it up. He starts to climb it and is slightly favoring his knee on the way. But Crystal isn’t going that easily. She quickly slides into the ring and pushes the ladder. Axel gets knocked off and is hotshotted on the top rope, much like what Axel did to Crystal not 5 minutes ago. Axel holds his throat in pain while Crystal attempts to wipe away the blood now gushing out of her probably broken nose. She sneers towards Axel and flicks her blood on him before picking up the ladder herself, only she isn’t setting it up in the middle of the ring. Crystal puts the ladder so it’s sandwiching Axel’s right shoulder, and slams it down repeatingly. With every slam, the boos increase towards the Female Phenom. She finally stops with narrowed eyes and sneer the crowd, a facial expression that’s emphasized with all the blood on her face. COLE Did Crystal just go for the knee a few minutes ago? Why is she suddenly going for the shoulder? CABOOSE Crystal’s not thinking straight Cole; she wants to hurt Axel in as many ways as she can. Crystal wants to incapacitate the champion so much that he can’t even move, let alone climb a ladder. Crystal grabs Axel’s left leg and wraps it up in the ladder. She picks the ladder and slams it down, so that Axel’s knee bends awkwardly to the side. Crystal grabs the ladder again and this time sets it up for the win. Before she is barely one step on the ladder, she is yanked off by Axel and he just nails her with a clothesline! The champion then decides to not go fro the win just yet, but to wear his opponent down some more. Grabbing Crystal by the hair, Axel forces her back into the corner, before sending the Female Phenom for an Irish Whip, causing her to knock over the ladder! Axel uses the opportunity to set the ladder up on the ground to try and inflict some more pain on Crystal. The champion grabs Crystal once again and this time hooks her in a front face lock, before lifting her up for a Vertical Suplex, and dropping Crystal down across the ladder back first! COLE What a move! Crystal’s back has to be just killing her! CABOOSE Ah bollocks. She’ll come back. Crystal rolls around in pain on the canvas as a result of the battering her back just sustained at the hands of the OAOAST Champion. Axel follows the move up with a quick knee drop to the face of Crystal, then grabbing her by the hair on the ground, and beginning to tee off on the Female Phenom, connecting with vicious right hands! Axel then lifts Crystal to her feet, sending her for an Irish Whip, but suddenly reversing it, and taking Crystal down with a LARIATOOOOO!!!!! COLE LARIATOOOOOOO!!! By Axel there! Crystal is down early, and she’s hurt! Axel grabs Crystal once again, and this time gives her a scoop slam onto the canvas. The champion soon follows that move up with a leg drop across the throat of Crystal, but Axel grabs at his knee after the move, obviously having injured it slightly after the battering it took at the hands of the ladder earlier. Axel then mounts Crystal again, taking to the Female Phenom with rights and elbows, with the Washington crowd behind every blow! COLE Axel’s doing exactly what he said he was going to do guys! He promised to hurt Crystal, and hurt she is! Blood streaming from her nose, and she must be on dream street right now! Crystal struggles to her feet, with the help of Axel, who lifts the former OAOAST Champion to a vertical base. A hard shot by Axel to Crystal’s forehead, and then a stiff boot to the midsection follow, with the champ grabbing the left arm of Crystal and sending her for an Irish Whip. Crystal comes off of the ropes, and takes Axel down with a SPEAR! Crystal can’t follow up on the move though, as she grabs her back and the back of her head, lying on the mat in obvious pain, the blood starting to dry up around her nose. The Female Phenom finally is able to get up and capitalize on her spear, connecting with a stiff boot to the head of the OAOAST Champion. Crystal steadies, and then grabs the ladder, throwing it on top of Axel, and then quickly landing a standing Moonsault, sandwiching Axel between the ladder and the canvas! COLE Wow! Crystal hurt herself on that move, but I think she hurt Axel more! Beautiful standing Moonsault onto the ladder by the Female Phenom! CABOOSE She is willing to put it all on the line tonight Michael, Crystal could care less if she hurts herself, she wants to become the OAOAST Champion once again! Crystal rolls around in pain on the mat for a second after that taxing move, clutching her chest and midsection. COACH Hehe, chest. CABOOSE I meant what I said. Go away. Crystal gets to her feet and grabs the ladder, setting it up in the middle of the ring, with Axel still down on the canvas. The Female Phenom gets her foot to the second rung of the ladder, but again she is stopped by The OAOAST Champion, who grabs her other leg, preventing her from going any further. Axel then grabs the back of Crystal’s tights, earning a pop from the immature teenage boys in the crowd, before yanking her off the ladder and to the canvas. Axel then decides that he wants to try and obtain his championship belt, but Crystal will have none of that, grabbing Axel around the waist, and dropping him from an extra foot or two down to the canvas with a back suplex! With the champion sprawled on the canvas, Crystal inflicts some pain of her own, putting the boots in, and trying to wear the champion down with stiff boots to the back of the head and the back of Axel. The challenger grabs Axel by the hair and hooks him up, before delivering a beautiful Butterfly Suplex! COLE Great technical form by Crystal, textbook Butterfly Suplex, and it looks like that’s not the last one! Crystal rolls through, keeping Axel’s arms hooked, and delivering a second Butterfly Suplex, but still not finished, The Female Phenom delivers a third suplex, holding the OAOAST Champion in the air for a couple of seconds, and this time launching Axel into the ladder upside down, and back first, causing the structure to fall over, and Axel’s back to be mashed! Axel clutches at his back, which has been the subject of much torture in the match so far! CABOOSE Wow, I think there will be a fair few welts on Axel’s back after that exchange between him and the ladder. He lost, for those of you keeping score. Crystal takes the opportunity to catch her breath, and suddenly gets an idea. The crowd get behind Axel as he tries desperately to shut out the pain and get to his feet, but he cannot do so. COLE Crystal should really be going for the win here, but it seems that she’s come up with a plan! CABOOSE Michael, we’ve seen that every time so far in this contest that someone has attempted to go fro the championship belt, their opponent has been right there to beat the piss out of them. Neither Axel or Crystal are at the stage in this match up where they could definitely win, both of them still have a fair bit left in the tank. Crystal obviously has an idea that will physically burden Axel, and it looks like that idea involves another ladder! Indeed it does, as Crystal rolls to the outside and obtains another ladder from underneath the ring. The Female Phenom slides the metal structure into the squared circle and, seemingly happy with her work, rolls Axel on top of the ladder. COLE Well one thing is for sure guys, whatever Crystal has planned; Axel isn’t going to like it! Crystal grabs the first ladder and tries to set it up, before realizing that Axel’s body damaged it slightly. Crystal has to then take the time to fix the ladder and bend it back into place, which she does quite easily. COACH Wow, she did that pretty easily for a girl! CABOOSE First off, you’re going to get thrown off of the team for making comments like tha- actually, good call Coach, just keep insulting various races, colors, creeds, sexualities and genders, you’ll be just fine. COACH I don’t like Swiss people! CABOOSE That’s right, keep going with that. With the ladder fixed, Crystal takes the opportunity to set it up near the corner, nowhere near the blatantly obvious OAOAST Championship belt above her. The Female Phenom then proceeds to climb the rungs, reaching the third or fourth one, before taking the opportunity to taunt a few fans who have started a small, but noticeable ‘AX-EL!’ chant. Crystal jumps off… COLE What’s she looking for…? MOONSAULT! CABOOSE YES! NO! …AXEL MOVES AND CRYSTAL DRIVES HER OWN BODY INTO THE LADDER! COLE AXEL DODGED A BULLET! HE MOVED AND CRYSATL ATE LADDER! A quite substantial ‘HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!’ chant starts up, with Crystal rolling around on the mat, in a lot of discomfort. The OAOAST Champion, hunched in the corner, pulls himself up, one hand grasping his back, and looks at Crystal, pain etched on her face. His expression suddenly turns to one of perhaps satisfaction from seeing Crystal down and hurt, showing his obvious hatred for the Female Phenom. CABOOSE How can he be happy? She could have internal injuries! She could be hurt real bad! COLE After all that she’s put him through, you bet your ass he’s happy! Axel has been waiting for Crystal to feel this kind of pain ever since she screwed him all the way back at Zero Hour in February! He must be loving this! Axel lets Crystal wallow in her own self pity for a while, grabbing the upright ladder and setting it up in the middle of the ring, and grabbing the second ladder and setting that one up as well. Axel walks over to Crystal and lifts her up once again to her feet, but knocks her straight back down with a stiff uppercut! Axel grabs Crystal once again and this time sends her for an Irish Whip, Crystal comes off of the ropes once again, ducks an Axel Lariat attempt, comes off of the other side… Spinning Heel Kick by Crystal! Axel goes down, but not for long, as he’s up to his feet soon thereafter, trying to regain his composure, while Crystal is still clutching at her ribs, one of which could be broken. Axel decides that now is a better time than any to climb one of the ladders and try to grab his OAOAST Championship belt, so he does so, but Crystal isn’t far behind. Starting off with a head start, Axel and Crystal are next to each other on each of the different ladders, and Crystal soon catches up to the champion. A tussle breaks out, Crystal going for right hands to the side of Axel’s head, and Axel elbowing the Female Phenom in the ribs. Crystal suddenly climbs up two rungs to be ahead of Axel, and attempts to grab the belt! CABOOSE She’s gonna get it! She’s inches away! Axel stops Crystal from grabbing a hold of the championship however, connecting with an unprotected shot to the ribs of Crystal, which are now obviously injured. Crystal winces in pain and instinctively grabs at her ribs, giving Axel an opportunity to grab the Female Phenom by the legs, and lift her into a powerbomb position! COLE Oh my god! They’re ten feet in the air! Don’t do this! Axel steadies, and then flies off for a POWEROMB!!!!! …BUT CRYSTAL TURNS IT INTO A HURRICANRANA! CABOOSE YES! YES! COLE MY GOD! HURRICANRANA OOF FO THE LADDER! TEN, FIFTEEN FEET IN THE AIR AXEL DID A FRONT FLIP TO THE CANVAS! The crowd, while not Crystal supporters, popped for the move anyway, because it was unexpected, and looked great. With both Crystal and Axel down on the mat, Referee Schrempf decides to check both champion and challenger to see if either is able to continue, not that he could do anything if they were not, because its no DQ and no count outs. COLE That was incredible! Both challenger and champion are down, and it could be a race now to see who can get to their feet first! CABOOSE Hat right there showed you what Crystal is willing to do. That was an amazing counter; the Female Phenom deserves to walk out of this match the OAOAST Champion. COLE Well if Axel can recover, then I will have to disagree! Crystal is the first to get to her feet, but Axel soon follows, both looking a little worse for ware after that Hurricanrana off of the ladder. Crystal charges at Axel and connects with a hard forearm to the side of the champions head, and a second, followed by a chop, but Axel soon comes back with a two quick right hands, and then a third equally as hard! Crystal comes back with a thumb to the eye, which incapacitates Axel for a second, allowing the Female Phenom to connect with a nice dropkick, knocking Axel down! Crystal is on the canvas for a moment as well, but she regains some composure and heads for the ladder. The challenger gets to the second rung, albeit slowly, before Axel makes it to his feet and starts climbing the other side. Axel sees Crystal is almost at the top, so he takes the opportunity to go for the ribs again, this time on opposite sides of the ladder. Axel joins Crystal near the top of the ladder, and the two tee off again, with right hands and elbows running rampant. For a moment it looks as if the ladder is going to tip over, but both wrestlers regain their balance and prevent it from happening. Axel grabs Crystal by the hair finally, hitting a hard right hand which incapacitates the Female Phenom. Axel then hooks Crystal’s head in a front face lock, which causes the crowd to suddenly grow in volume. The roar even becomes louder still when Axel yells ‘BRAINBUSTER!!!’ to the massive sea of fans! COLE No, now you can’t tell me he’s honestly going to try this. This is too much, Axel, think about what you’re doing to this woman. I know you hate her, but come on! CABOOSE I agree Cole! This is too much! He can’t do this! This could be career ending! Axel hooks Crystal’s arm over his head and grabs her tights, trying his best to lift her over top of the ladder and to the canvas, but the Female Phenom blocks the first and second attempts. Axel then uses his head, although not how it was supposed to be used, by headbutting Crystal once to incapacitate her, as his head is harder. Axel then grabs a hold of Crystal’s tights again, and to the joy of the crowd, takes her over… …AND DROPS HER WITH A BRAINBUSTER FROM TEN FEET IN THE AIR! “HO-LY SHIT!” “HO-LY SHIT!” “HO-LY SHIT!” COLE … CABOOSE I’ll say it. Oh my god. COLE There’s no way this match can go on. Both challenger and champion are down, there’s no way… The massive sold-out Washington crowd continues the chants, shocked at what they have just witnessed. On the canvas are the two participants of this match, Crystal, visibly injured and shaken after having her head driven into the mat from ten feet in the air, and Axel, the champion, looking anything but, clutching at his back and the back of his head, as he couldn’t protect his landing on that last move. The OAOAST Championship still hanging twenty feet above their heads, swaying from side to side, with the two fifteen foot ladders side by side next to the fallen warriors. The crowd wonder how the match can continue after such a brutal maneuver, but Axel shows some signs of life first, rolling onto his stomach, and slowly bringing himself to his knees. The champion gets to one foot, still holding his back, and obviously exhausted. He slowly or methodically as JR might say, makes his way to the ladder, grabbing the third rung, and using it to pull himself to his feet. Axel then starts his ascent, stepping on the first, then the second rung, with Crystal still having a lot of trouble moving. Axel, back still bothering him, gets to the third rung, with Crystal now at her knees. COLE Now it’s a race for Axel, he needs to pick up the pace and get his hands on that OAOAST Championship belt! Crystal is almost up! I don’t know how, but by god she is! Axel gets to the fourth rung and Crystal in finally up to her feet. The champion attempts to climb to the fifth, but his left foot is soon stopped by the challenger as she grabs the foot, preventing it from going any further. Axel tries his best to kick Crystal away, and does so, sending her back into the ropes. Crystal flies off of the ropes though, skipping up the ladder, grabbing Axel around the waist… …GERMAN SUPLEX OFF OF THE LADDER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! COLE WHAT~? NO! CABOOSE WHAT A MOVE! AXEL IS DEAD! COLE HOW DID SHE DO THAT? The “HO-LY SHIT!” chants are still there, not as big as before, but still a fair size. Again, both competitors are down, as you would be after a move like that. Crystal is a little better of than Axel right now though, as she didn’t land from a great height like the champion did. Detlef Schrempf checks again to see if Axel is ok, even though it is clear that he is not, after being German Suplexed off of a ladder like that. Crystal uses the ropes to get to her feet, and when she does so, the Female Phenom immediately walks to her opponent and grabs the champion’s hair, pulling Axel to his feet also. With Axel basically out on his feet, Crystal connects with a hard forearm, all the while taunting the OAOAST Champion, who probably doesn’t even realise it. CRYSTAL YOU THINK YOU’RE DONE WITH ME? WELL AFTER I BEAT YOU AND TAKE YOUR TITLE, YOU’LL NEVER GET ANOTHER SHOT! YOU HEAR ME? NEVER! I’M CLIMBING THAT LADDER, AND I’M TAKING YOUR TITLE YOU SON OF A BI-OWW! Axel obvious has been listening, and has heard enough, as he comes back with a right hand to the face of Crystal, sending the Female Phenom back to the ropes. Crystal comes back the best way she knows how though, with a field goal between the legs of the champion, sending Axel down to the mat instantaneously! CABOOSE And that right there is how you beat a man. COLE She’s got no shame! Crystal’s going to win this off of a low blow, and the referee can’t do a damn thing, this is no disqualifications! CABOOSE Hey, win at any cost Michael Cole; this is the OAOAST Championship, the most prestigious title in our business. Axel rolls around on the mat holding his champion crotch, while Crystal goes to the ladder and begins to climb. The Female Phenom gets to the first three rungs easily, not showing much of the effects of the Brainbuster she sustained only moments ago. But Axel is soon up and holding Crystal’s foot, which clearly pisses off the Female Phenom, who kicks the champion in the head so that he falls backward. Crystal then jumps off of the ladder and straight away lunges at Axel, connecting with a series of right hands, and screaming “GIVE UP NOW ASSHOLE!” which earns a chorus of boos from the Washington crowd. Crystal decides that she had better not try and climb the ladder again just yet, because Axel seems to always foil her plan. So, the challenger rolls to the outside and shoos the timekeeper out of the way, grabbing his steel chair and folding it up, before re-entering the ring. The Female Phenom measures the champion, waiting for Axel to get to his feet. COLE Axel, you might want to stay down for just a little while longer, I don’t think you’ll like what’s in store. CABOOSE Somehow, I agree with you. Crystal continues to measure the champion, begging Axel to get up, which he finally does, still clutching his back, and the back of his head. Crystal raises the chair above her head, charges, and KNOCKS THE SHIT out of Axel, swinging the chair and smashing the champion right in the forehead with the object…. …but he doesn’t go down?? COLE Wow. Just wow. Axel stays standing to the dismay of Crystal, but he isn’t standing for long, as Crystal quite possibly knocks the caps off of his teeth with a bone-rattling chair shot right to the face! COLE Oh my! Crystal just knock the champion down with a vile, VILE chair shot! She could win it, but she wants to do more damage! Axel gets up quicker than expected, although he appears to be on Dream Street, as Crystal readies for another vicious shot to the unprotected and now bleeding head of Axel! The Female Phenom does so, swinging the chair again… …AXEL HITS AN ENZIGUIRI THROUGH THE CHAIR! “YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAH!” CABOOSE OH MY! COLE Axel just hit that standing Enziguri, with that chair smacking into the side of Crystal’s head! Both challenger and champion are down again! Axel is now bloody and battered, but by god he isn’t beaten yet! The crowd pops for the impact move, but both Axel and Crystal are down on the amt once again. Crystal’s nose has dried up completely, so she isn’t bleeding anymore, but now red plasma is gushing from the forehead of the champion. The crowd soon gets behind Axel, after seeing the image of his bloody face on the AngleTron. “AX-EL!” “AX-EL!” “AX-EL!” COLE These fans are solidly getting behind the champion. Washington loves Axel! CABOOSE No no no! You’re missing the point! All of these people are politicians, therefore they tell lies, so they are actually getting behind Crystal! COLE Your logic matches Coach’s intellect. COACH ZING~! Axel uses the ropes to get to his feet, while Crystal does the same. The champion is still obviously not on this planet, feeling the effects of the German Suplex off of the ladder. He tries to shake the cobwebs out, and Crystal obviously tries to do the same after the Enziguri into the steel chair. Both now at their feet, challenger and champion catch each other’s glare, and the crowd builds in anticipation for another exchange between the two. Axel and Crystal both lunge forward at each other, Axel landing a right hand first, but Crystal coming straight back. Axel, Crystal, Axel, Crystal, Axel, Crystal, Axel with a shot and then another quick one to counter the see-saw of right hands, Crystal with a thumb to the eye, Crystal with a few right hands, Axel blocks and comes back with one, and then connects with an uppercut, that although not as stiff as usual due to the exhaustion, still sends Crystal backward. Axel follows up the uppercut with perhaps his second lariat of the match, but Crystal ducks the move, Axel turns around, and is the recipient of another barrage of right hands from Crystal. Irish Whip by the Female Phenom, Axel comes off of the ropes… LARIATOOOOOO!!! COLE The second Lariat of the match by Axel, and Crystal is down! Axel goes down to one knee for a second to try and regain his bearings, and wipe the blood from his eyes, as his face is now a crimson mask. The champion then decides to go for the win, making his way up the ladder, albeit slowly. Crystal isn’t far behind, as she grabs Axel’s foot and lands a shot to the back, slowing the champion down. Axel turns around on the ladder to face her and try and kick the challenger away, but she won’t go. Crystal climbs up the ladder and hits a right hand on Axel, sending him backwards, and bending him over the ladder! Crystal gets to the fourth rung and grabs Axel’s legs, hooking them in her arms, and hooking her feet in Axel’s armpits! COLE MODIFIED CRYSTALLING ON THE LADDER! LOOK AT THE ANGLE AT WHICH AXEL’S BACK IS BENT! Axel shouts in pain as a result of the battering his back is sustaining, but not for long though, as Crystal can’t keep a hold of Axel for a great length of time. Axel does a back flip off of the ladder and lands on his feet, but obviously feeling the pain, drops down to one knee, clutching at his back, and leaving Crystal on the ladder! CABOOSE Crystal’s on the ladder! Reach up and grab the belt girl! DO IT! BECOME THE CHAMPION! COLE Crystal is inches away! But HERE COMES AXEL! The Female Phenom tries desperately to reach the OAOAST Championship belt, but she can’t do it, she has to climb another rung. Crystal does so, but Axel is soon on the second ladder next to her, grabbing her tights and keeping her from going any further. COLE This match is so competitive, we have witnessed one hell of a ladder match, and it’s not over folks! Axel has Crystal! Axel climbs further up the other ladder, right next to where Crystal is. The OAOAST Championship swinging in the air, both challenger and champion begin a race to the title. Both try their darndest to shove the other off of their ladder, but it’s to no avail, as both get to a point where either could conceivably grab a hold of the championship belt! COLE This is down to the wire! Who can get their hand on the belt and pull it down? It could be either Axel or Crystal! Too close to call! Axel with an elbow to Crystal, Crystal returns the favor. Back and forth the elbows go, but neither wrestler is budging. The Female Phenom and the Slightly Lighter than Dark One continue to tussle atop the fifteen foot ladder, with Crystal attempting a right hand, but Axel catches the Female Phenom, and the two lose balance, and drop… …SPINEBUSTAHHHHHHHHH~!~! OFF OF THE LADDER! “YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAHHHHHHHH!” COLE Axel just drove Crystal into the canvas with a powerful Spinebuster from fifteen feet up! CABOOSE Look at where Crystal took that punishment, not on her head, not on her neck, but flat on her back! Axel shakes the cobwebs out and starts to climb the ladder straight away, causing the fans to cheer even louder, as Crystal is lying motionless on the canvas. COLE AXEL IS GOING FOR THE TITLE! AXEL HAS GOT IT! AXEL IS GOING TO- Wait a minute! CABOOSE Well Michael, he told Crystal to bring someone, and bring someone she did! COLE It’s Gunner Sharps! Yes, Gunner is trudging down the ramp, with Axel firmly in his sights. Axel is unaware of this, as he is just trying to get up the ladder. Gunner slides into the ring, and puts his head under Axel, lifting him off of the ladder in a Electric Chair… before dropping him down onto the steel chair! COLE Dammit! Damn Gunner Sharps! Dammit! CABOOSE Is that the only cuss you have? Gunner, proud of his work, then crouches in the corner, ready to deliver his devastating spear to the champion! COLE Gunner already lost once tonight, dammit, he shouldn’t be out here! He has no part in this! Gunner sets up for the devastating finisher, and waits for the champion to get to his feet, the crowd showering the seven foot monster with boos. Suddenly though, a cheer goes up amongst the crowd. CABOOSE NO! COLE Here comes the cavalry! HOFF emerges from the back, causing Gunner’s attention to be diverted. The monster goes to the outside to meet the man who pinned him earlier, and the two begin to brawl all the way up the ramp! Gunner gets the advantage on Hoff with a knee to the midsection, and an Irish Whip which sends Hoff into the school bus at the top of the set! Gunner runs back, charges forward and tries a Spear through the bus… BUT HOFF MOVES AND GUNNER SPEARS THE GLASS BUS DOOR! COLE WOW! GUNNER JUST SPEARED THE GLASS DOOR! CABOOSE Trust that idiot to come out here and ruin everyone’s plans! Hoff looks at the ring, where Axel and Crystal are both just starting to regain their bearings, and decides that his work is done, heading backstage. Meanwhile, Axel and Crystal are both at their feet once again, with Crystal making her way up the ladder first, and Axel not far behind! Crystal is winning though, and the crowd are in a frenzy, begging Axel to get to the title before the Female Phenom! COLE Crystal’s got too much of a head start! She’s almost at the belt! Indeed she is, as Crystal reaches up, and just clips the belt with her fingers, not being able to get a good hold of the title! CABOOSE SHE’S GOT IT COLE! ONE MORE RUNG! COLE One more rung and Crystal is the OAOAST Champion! Crystal climbs up to the very top of the ladder, and reaches up, grabbing the title belt… …AXEL PULLS HER AWAY! CABOOSE SHE TOUCHED IT! Crystal is pulled back a rung by Axel, who is not far behind her. The Female Phenom reaches up again, as the fans go insane, willing Axel on to get Crystal away from the title. Crystal reaches up… …SHE GRABS IT… …NO! Axel grabs Crystal and puts her on his back… COLE NO! NODON’T! NO! …AXEL SLAM OFF OF THE LADDER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! “YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAHHHHHHH!” COLE OH MY GOD! “HO-LY SHIT!” “HO-LY SHIT!” “HO-LY SHIT!” CABOOSE She’s dead. That was brutal… I-I-I can’t even comprehend… While Crystal lay motionless below him, Axel somehow manages the strength to get up, and stumble over to the ladder. Using all the strength he has left, Axel begins his ascent up the metal structure, going rung by rung, step by step, the fans cheering him on every step of the way. With his challenger not even moving, the bloody Axel finally makes his way to the top of the ladder… …reaching out… …and… …GRABBING THE TITLE BELT! “YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAHHHHHHHHHHHH!” *DING DING DING* COLE HE WON IT! AXEL WON IT! AXEL IS STILL THE OAOAST WORLD CHAMPION! As “Eat You Alive” begins to play once again, Axel jumps down from the ladder and falls into a heap on the canvas, blood gushing from his forehead, and in etched on him face. But, he still has the championship belt in his possession. CABOOSE I don’t know how, but Axel did it. He beat Crystal, and he retained the One and Only AngleSault Thread Championship. Simply amazing match! BUFFER Here is your winner, and STILL OAOAST HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION OF THE WOOOOOOOOOOOORLLLLLLD… AAAAAAAAAAAAAAXEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLL! Axel, with the help of referee Detlef Schrempf, get to his feet, while Crystal still lies on the canvas, EMT’s attending to her after the Axel Slam off of the ladder. COLE Both these superstars put in a phenomenal effort tonight, what a way to end School’s Out! These two gave everything they had to become the OAOAST Champion! Let’s not take anything away from Crystal, because she took it to Axel like she never has before Caboose, she gave the champion everything she had! CABOOSE Your damn right she did, and on a different night, she could have won this match. She put in an incredible amount of effort. But tonight, Axel was the better wrestler; I have no trouble admitting that. Axel bled, he sweat, and he paid the price to stay the OAOAST Champion. COLE That’s three events in a row that we close with this image Caboose, Axel holding the championship. He is a real champion. CABOOSE Definitely. Axel climbs to the second turnbuckle and strikes the crucifix pose, title belt in hand, blood now drying on face. He looks exhausted, but triumphant. Pyrotechnics suddenly explode from the entrance way, signifying the end of a great Pay Per View event, and the end of a great rivalry. Axel rolls out of the ring and walks up the ramp where he is met by his good friend Hoff, who shakes his hand, and then raises it to the delight of the crowd. COLE Well Ladies And Gentlemen, what a night, and look at the celebration now for Axel and Hoff! For Jonathon Coachman and Caboose, I’m Michael Cole; this has been School’s Out! See you on HeldDown Thursday! We close on one simple image. Axel and Hoff, arms raised in triumph, and Axel still the OAOAST World Heavyweight Champion. Edited May 30, 2005 by Tony149 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tony149 0 Report post Posted May 30, 2005 (edited) A OAOAST ENTERTAINMENT Production WRITTEN BY Nice Guy Adam Crystal Zack Malibu Mystery Eskimo Tony149 Hoff Alfdogg Failed Mascot Masked Man of Mystery KC PR El Dandy GRAPHICS BY Papacita EXECUTIVES IN CHARGE OF PPV PRODUCTION NYU Tony149 EXECUTIVE PRODUCERS Hoff CanadianChick KC Nice Guy Adam Chuck Eski DIRECTED BY Tony149 PRESIDENT/EXECUTIVE PRODUCER Zack Malibu © 2005 OAOAST Entertainment All Rights Reserved Edited May 30, 2005 by Tony149 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
