Golgo 13

I'll play this year.

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My family has always and will continue to buy that mixed beef/chicken/pork Bar S brand no matter what. I hate them and need to load them up with whatever I can to disguise the taste. That's one of two instances in which I use ketchup, the other being charcoal grilling which, as Milky said, tastes good. Hey. I like sauerkraut a lot. There are fewer things better than frying up sauerkraut, onions, and peppers together, and slopping that mess on whatever I can.

And Peach is basically confirmed with that last update, which I forgot to mention... despite what the policy nerds on Wiki would have to say about it. It's not official yet. The most anyone has said is that they want it in (and it likely will be) and are working on it, but no one has gone on record as saying what exactly is planned and how involved it'll be. Oh. Even if they don't give me Nook, if they throw in Ridley and/or Capt. Olimar, I'll die a happy man.

So it turns out that weird update from a few weeks ago was a teaser for the Subspace Emissary story/enhanced side-scroller mode.

He makes his presence known once in a great while, but doesn't really post anymore. For what it's worth I'll be there in the OAO thread whenever notable news comes up or it's bumped, but actual talk is lacking, of course. Especially with few people interested and with most of them I get the sense they don't keep up with subs/mainly watch stateside releases/are fans of older series. At any rate I drop by /a/ if I really want to talk about this junk.

I'm calling a rash of injuries this year only because they're the Celtics.

It'll always be Roots,dammit! It gets worse.... I just remembered I have the dvd 10 feet away from me on my shelf. God... I fixed it but someone already changed the reference to some 'Benoit' guy.

Setting up a Santino turn/character change or packing him up for a return to OVW. I hope it's the former. Santino as Super Marella or a Jersey guido scumbag, here we come.

This is going to be so awesome. It'll be watchable either as a total, laughable trainwreck, which isn't too much of a stretch from how TNA normally is, or if he's somewhat entertaining with any any ability in or out of the ring. If he doesn't mind making fun of himself, like if he were to bring in the 'Make It Rain' thing, then he's already a tailor made wrestling character. He's hilarious as it is.

Hilarious. You gotta love the random van explosion. Internet Hate Machine indeed.

Yeah. Sabu would be a stretch. However, going by the usual deadline of June or so for these games, they should at least have his moves, animations, etc., as well as RVD's. Maybe there are better examples out there but Haas, Jindrak and Spike, who all were released in June/July, as well as Hassan who was taken off TV, were all in 2006.

I think real info of that sort doesn't usually start coming out until late August/September with IGN's annual countdown starting around the same time. This is everyone who's been revealed or said to appear thus far. Ashley Batista Bobby Lashley Chavo Guerrero Chris Masters CM Punk Edge Elijah Burke Jeff Hardy John Cena Kane Kevin Thorn Marcus Cor Von Randy Orton Rey Mysterio Ric Flair The Sandman Shawn Michaels Snitsky Triple H Umaga The Undertaker

His too-revealing tights aside, I like Dupree. He was awesome when he had the feathered robe and looked like Snidely Whiplash.

Weird. Maybe it's just me, but when I think driver, I think spiking a guy's head, not putting a guy on their back. Tiger Bomb is basically an ECW/Joey Styles invention and nothing more. Maybe Cole/Tazz/Matthews have used it since in reference to Noble when he was using the move, but that's it.

Does that matter when TCS is the only place he posts in anyway?

I want it in Pop Culture only because I hate odd numbers.

Ruckus and Human Tornado in CZW.

They had their Brody impersonator, only to stick him in an MMA gimmick, give him several victories... and then release him. He would have been money had he been allowed to use his Predator/Brody gimmick.

Ness is one of the best characters in the game. Based on DK Jungle Beat, the Rumble Falls stage was revealed yesterday and it plays similar to the Ice Climbers stage in Melee. Yoshi was revealed today.

I'm calling the opening promo. And we're working on that name thing.

This upcoming show is the last before GZ. And after what he did it's pretty obvious we're heading toward an official Manson/Landon match at GZ, so no tag matches this time.

FYI Alexander basically wrote the whole thing with edits and contributions by me later on. --------------------------------- "Well, it looks like Revolution Zero will get a chance to redeem themselves after their loss to Wild and Dangerous a few weeks ago. Given their experience, I'd say they've got the edge against their opponents this week," Mak points out. "Normally I would agree. Toxxic and Sly are a great team, and one of them is one of the greatest wrestlers going today. But this week they're not facing just any old team - one member featured is MANSON! And his partner is the man who was wrongfully cheated out of the New Blood Title last week, Michael Alexander! You've got the awesome power of MANSON combined with the skill and ability of the Mad Scientist who's gonna have a lot of frustration to work out this week! I wouldn't want to be across the ring from them if I was Toxxic or Sly." "You'll have to show me on the tape where that 'cheating' is," Mak replies. "But we're about to get started so let's go to the ring!" Referee Nick Soapdish is already in the ring, as Funyon steps in with the microphone and earns his pay, milking his gig for all it's worth. "Ladies and Gentlemen, the following is a tag team match scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, at a combined weight of four hundred and fifty-eight pounds…" Just then every light in the arena hits full, while the SmarkTron whites out. For a few moments nothing is heard apart from a faint skritch of a needle on vinyl. Then… “WEL-WEL-W-W-WELCOME TO THE REVOLUTION!” A deep voice booms out of the PA and the eplieptic opening guitar of 'Know Your Enemy' by Rage Against The Machine starts, while the SmarkTron flares up and the lights slowly dim. Suddenly the pace changes as the main riff rings out, and three bursts of pyro explode across the stage… *BOOM!* *BOOM!* *BOOM!* “KNOW YOUR ENEMY!” "Representing Revolution Zero…" booms Funyon, continuing on, "First, hailing from St. Louis, Missouri, USA… AAAAUUUUUUSSSSTIIINNN SSLLLYYYY! And his partner, hailing from Nottingham, England… TOOOOOOXXXIIIIIC! " Toxxic walks out of the entranceway first, followed closely behind by Austin Sly. Austin looks around the arena with a glare, while Toxxic smirks as he surveys the crowd. Because Toxxic is British and Sly is an American, we get the inevitable chorus of anti-Revolution chants. “TOXXIC CRAINT!” “TOXXIC CRAINT!” “TOXXIC CRAINT!” “AUSTIN FOIRE!” “AUSTIN FOIRE!” “AUSTIN FOIRE!” The Revolution is hardly affected as they stroll confidently down the ramp and roll into the ring. “King, it looks like we know what Saint Denis thinks of the Revolution," remarks Mak. "How do we know? They're speaking that French stuff! For MANSON's sake!" he turns, screaming at the fans. "SPEAK ENGLISH, YOU IDIOTS! HOW DO YOU EXPECT ME TO UNDERSTAND YOU IF YOU DON'T SPEAK THE LANGUAGE!" “You do know we’re in France, right?” “It doesn't change a thing. The King's English is a wonderful thing and here they are doing this!” “Right.” "And their opponents," says Funyon, as Sly stares at him straight on, "at a combined weight of four hundred and fifty-one pounds… First, hailing from Greenville, South Carolina, USA…" Paul Oakenfold's 'Dread Rock' hits the speakers, the harsh chords ringing in the arena. The SmarkTron blazes with the Vitruvian Man flashing between scenes of carnage wrought on behalf of Alexander. Michael Alexander steps onto the stage as Funyon continues. "He is… MMMMIIIIIIICHAAAAEEEELLLLLL AAAAALLLLLEEEEXXXAAAAAAAAANNNNDERRRR!" Alexander looks out at the crowd with unabashed disdain. This week a furious energy behind his eyes looms, one which wasn't there a few weeks ago. His face set in a look of grim anticipation, he stalks down to the ring, eyeing Revolution Zero coldly. The crowd isn't particularly fond of Alexander either, yet they seem even less fond of Revolution Zero, as a few anti-Revolution shouts mix in with the normal jeers for Alexander, which he ignores just as pointedly. He pauses at the foot of the aisle and awaits his partner, rubbing his hands together and grinning wide as the arena lights drop, cueing a guttural, distorted warbling from the speakers as tension builds. "And his partner, hailing from Denver, Colorado, USA… He is… MMMAAAANNNNNNSOOOOOONNNNN!" Then a final growl kicks 'Scientific Remote Viewing' by Cephalic Carnage into gear, as flashing strobes begin to pulse and smoke pours forth from the stage. The crowd begins to boo as the curtain parts and MANSON walks out, obscured by cloak and mask, as darkness piercing spotlights shine down upon him. "Bah! These French bastards wouldn't know greatness if it bit them," grumbles King. "How dare they boo him? And Alexander too, come to think of it." "King, this is France and they're Americans, although they've certainly not taken to Toxxic kindly either. But with some of what this Messiah has done lately, is it any wonder he's so hated?" “You’re right, Francis,” King nods. “We can’t expect taste here, from this stinking, frog eating pit that unleashed mimes and worship Jerry Lewis unashamedly. They should all bow down and surrender like they always do! Right in front of MANSON! And Alexander!" Mak groans. “I’m not going to argue with you about this.” "Good to hear you finally agree, Mak. I knew you would come around eventually, now doesn't it feel good to be on the winning side?" Francis rubs his forehead in consternation, but decides that silence is the only path to serenity. The Messiah walks down the aisle, his eyes darting about the arena. He and Alexander roll into the ring, the Genius watching on as MANSON pulls out the metal bat from underneath his cloak. The Stampede then stomps about the ring, chasing out anyone not named Soapdish, as even Toxxic and Sly duck out. Soapdish calms him down, nervously but effectively convincing him to discard the bat over the top. He rids himself of the cloak and mask next, placing both over the post. The Bull and the Evil Genius lock eyes for a moment, just enough to come to an understanding as MANSON takes his place on the apron, while on the opposite side, Toxxic does the same. *DING DING!* “It looks like both teams are fielding their more junior members,” observes Mak. “Let’s see how thing shape up here." “It's tough to have favorites here,” King muses. “But you know any team that has MANSON has an edge with the roll he's on. Throw in a hot commodity like Alexander and you've got a tough hand to deal with.” “MANSON and Alexander didn't know each other from Adam before being told about the match. I have to give the advantage to the TEAM in Revolution Zero, they know each other well, and no matter what, Sly still has experience over Alexander." "No matter what, MANSONOSITY will prevail." “We’ll just see how things play out.” Sly and Alexander circle each other for a few moments, then collide in a collar-and-elbow. Making use of his height advantage, Sly easily segues into a headlock. Alexander attempts to power out into a top wristlock, but the stronger Austin easily counters, twisting the Genius' right arm into a wrench. Alexander grabs Sly's wrist, rolling the wrench back over so that his opponent is on the receiving end now. Before Austin can use his strength to his advantage once more, Alexander shoots in and lifts Sly up, slamming him on his back with a firemans' carry takedown, then clasping his arms around the head and applying a headlock. "This is an excellent technical exchange, King," says Mak,. "They're going hold for hold!" "But Alexander is on top now," King happily replies. "Not to disparage Austin, but this is Michael's element." Austin works his way up to his feet, shoving the smaller man off into the ropes. He goes for a clothesline, which Alexander easily ducks. As Sly turns, Alexander receives a tag from MANSON while rebounding off the ropes. Sly connects on Alexander's return with a sharp elbow, which knocks the Genius off his feet. Toxxic calls out to Sly, but he doesn't realize the tag was made until it's too late, as the Raging Bull connects with a vicious Yakuza Kick! And Sly goes down! “YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” “Nasty boot to the head by MANSON! He's starting off strong tonight!" "Of course he is, Mak. He's always looking to go, so what did you expect? And by their reaction, some of these French may have good taste after all. It's only a matter of time before he annexes France and brings them into his kingdom as well." "Well I'm not sure if that was for MANSON or because of Sly's association with Toxxic." Still a bit dazed from the elbow, Alexander rolls out of the ring and returns to his corner. Toxxic shouts encouragement to his partner as the Messiah begins stomping away at the head and upper body of Austin. He snarls as he drops a vicious knee to the cranium, grinding it in after the impact. Pulling Sly up to his feet, he then takes him into the neutral turnbuckle with a whip. The Stampede then reminds everyone of his nom de guerre as he steamrolls into the corner, looking to crush Austin with a high knee! Unfortunately, Sly proves just as deserving of his own epithet, as he dives out of the way of the collision just in time, leaving MANSON to crash into the top turnbuckle knee first! “BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” As MANSON staggers out of the corner, Austin grabs a rear waistlock and snaps him over with a German suplex, dumping him on the back of his head! Still not sure how to react to this collection of nefarious individuals, the crowd simply alternates this time around, cheering for the maneuver as it connects." “YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” "I'm confused. Now I think they're just cheering for anything that connects and might hurt, and booing when it doesn't, King. Regardless he got outsmarted by Sly there. You can't take Austin lightly or he will make you pay." "Regret is for the weak and MANSON is strong. If he's not going full tilt then it's just not him and besides, he can take something like this," King remains smug. "He'll gladly take it and give it back to Sly a hundred fold." The Messiah begins to rise as Sly leaps into the ropes, springing off into a beautiful back elbow to the jaw of MANSON. The Raging Bull stumbles back, but amazingly remains on his feet as he collapses against the ropes. Austin makes a quick tag to Toxxic, then grabs MANSON and lifts him into a shinbreaker. Toxxic follows by leaping up to the top rope and coming off, lending assistance to a spike shinbreaker! MANSON howls in pain after the impact, collapsing to the mat and grabbing at his leg! “YYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAH!” "There's some classic Revolution Zero teamwork," observes Mak. "This is what I’m talking about. While Alexander and MANSON are good they just haven't had the time together or that understanding that regular teams have." "Put your faith in MANSON and everything will be made clear," King pronounces. "You're right, Revolution Zero is good, but we haven't yet seen what their opposition can do when working together." Toxxic wastes no time as he grabs at the aching appendage, flipping over the God Machine while holding the leg and executing a leg snap! MANSON holds his knee as Toxxic rolls back up to his feet and Alexander looks on in concern. The Sensation approaches MANSON as the Bull pushes himself up, then quickly moves in for a series of crisp forearms which drive the Stampede back into the neutral corner. His foe in the corner, Toxxic unleashes a strong European uppercut, finishing off the series! “YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” “They're really focusing on that leg, King. This could be a nice setup for the Boot Heel Stretch.” "As if that could ever happen to MANSON," King snorts. The Raging Bull is seeing stars as the Sensation, sensing the advantage, tries for a whip to the opposite corner. But the Machine's legendary vitality comes into play, as he's able to reverse, sending Toxxic toward the corner instead. Toxxic leaps up to the top, executing a backward spin into a corkscrew dropkick and attempting to surprise MANSON, but this would-be brilliance is halted by the Messiah, who staggers out of the way at the last moment, leaving nothing between Toxxic and the mat! “BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” "You see?!" King says with joy. "It was all a a part of his plan, just like I said!" "It was a smart counter but I don't buy that one bit. Regardless it looks like he's going to wisely tag out to Alexander." "He's a gracious, humble individual, Mak. Though he certainly deserves it he doesn't need to take all the glory." MANSON shakes his leg out as he goes over and tags in Alexander. He comes in and approaches Toxxic, who gets to a knee. The Scientist helps the Sensation up to his feet, then fires off an alternating series of right and left forearms, driving Toxx back into the ropes. He takes Toxxic to the opposite side ropes with a whip, catching him on the rebound with a drop toehold. As Toxxic hits the mat, the Evil Genius rolls over, keeping the left leg in place, chaining into a side leg wrench, and bending the knee of the Sensation in an unnatural and painful position. He yells in agony as Alexander continues to wrench away, a cruel smile coming across his face. “YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” “That's a nice series of moves by Alexander, chaining the drop toehold into a leg wrench," Mak remarks. "He's definitely putting his best foot forward here.” "Or Toxxic's, as the case may be," chuckles King. "Seriously, Mak, this is hard for me, I hate seeing Toxxic like this, but I still have to go for Alexander by proxy." Suddenly the smile across Alexander's face is wiped away as Sly comes in and lays in a low dropkick to the skull of the Genius. Soapdish growls at Sly to get out of the ring and begins the count, following up on Sly. Unfortunately, this allows MANSON to enter while Soapdish bothers with Sly, allowing him to hit a vicious kick to the spine of Toxxic just before the referee turns back to admonish him. He growls threateningly at Soapdish, who quails a little but continues counting. "Austin managed to break the hold, but that also allowed MANSON to give Toxxic one back," Mak says coolly. "It just goes to show that outside interference in a contest like this can be a double-edged sword." "When MANSON does it, it's called INTERVENTION." Alexander and Toxxic make it back up to their feet at roughly the same time. The two baddies weigh each other now, circling the ring. Alexander shoots in for a takedown, but Toxxic dodges away, favoring his left leg a little. The Straight Edge Sensation then bulls back at Alexander, firing off a series of punches, giving the inverted “V” to a staggered Alexander, and spinning around and nailing the discus clothesline to complete the combo! The Mad Scientist drops to the mat, stunned. Toxxic then bounces off the ropes facing Alexander and coming back with a nasty basement dropkick to the face! “YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” “Toxxic hits the discus clothesline and follows that up with a brutal dropkick right to the face!” Mak shouts. “The momentum is shifting again.” “Well, I hate to say it, but Alexander is definitely the weak link in this team. Of course who wouldn't be when standing beside MANSON?” Alexander yelps in shock and pain, rolling on the mat and covering his face. Toxxic follows up by rolling over to his corner and tagging in Austin Sly. The Revolution proceeds to stomp the daylights out of Alexander until Soapdish finally manages to get Toxxic out of the ring. Austin then lifts Alexander up, kicking him solidly in the gut. As the Genius doubles over, his opponent leaps, placing his knee behind Alexander's head and forcing him down with a crushing knee drop bulldog! “YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” “He's driven face first right into the mat! And again you see what experience and teamwork can do for you. While Revolution Zero are in it together, Alexander's so-called partner has simply stood aside and watched, doing nothing at all!" “He doesn't want to overshadow his partner, that's all!" King replies smugly. “He's got to let Alexander handle some of the match on his own, it's a lesson is all." Alexander lies on the mat, flat as he covers his eyes with his forearm, and Sly rolls him over for the pin! ONE! TWO! NO! “He gets a two! I don't think Alexander was nearly exhausted enough to give in." "Plenty of early pins are for psychology purposes or to force your opponent to expend energy, and you never know when you might catch him anyway," King replies. "But on the other hand it does no good for Alexander to kick out so quickly, he may as well get a moment of rest if he's only slightly worn. " The Genius kicks out, and Sly argues a bit with Soapdish before turning back to Alexander. He unleashes a kick to the ribs which sends the Mad Scientist rolling toward a nearby corner. Sly takes his time, allowing Alexander to bring himself to an unsteady standing position. Austin stomps over and shouts at MANSON in the meantime, who pounds on the turnbuckle in an attempt to rally Alexander, not out of concern, so much, but out of a desire to inflict more punishment. Austin knees the Genius in the gut, following that up with a back elbow smash. He then begins choking Alexander with his forearm, driving it into the throat while screaming in his face! But he drops his arm just before Soapdish's count reaches five, shaking his head and chuckling as he does so. “He's letting his contempt show here," warns Mak. "Anymore of this and it could leave him open." Sly's taunts seem to infuriate Alexander, who barrels out of the corner to engage Sly. The Scientist hits with a series of inside and outside leg kicks to Sly’s left leg. Austin is taken a aback by the surge and hops haltingly on the victimized leg, unable to mount an effective defense for the moment. One last kick to the leg drops Sly to one knee, and Alexander uses that instant of vulnerability to execute his Shining Heelkick Enzuigiri! “YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” “Wow, Mak,” King says in amazement. “Yes, that was an excellent move, now let's see if he can capitalize.” “No, it’s that you were actually right. I should write that down.” “Quiet.” Austin collapses forward onto the mat, groaning and clutching the back of his leg. Alexander, his intelligence getting the better of his anger, uses the momentary respite to roll over to his corner for the hot tag to MANSON. The Raging Bull's eyes seem to light up with anticipation, no doubt screams of his opponents and dreams of violence entering his head as he enters the ring. He roughly hauls Sly up to his feet, throwing an arm around the neck and grabbing him behind the leg, seemingly for a regular suplex. However, he has other ideas, as he twists his body to the right, bringing over Sly with a swinging fisherman's suplex! “YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” “He connects with the Three Handled Gredunza! He seems to have come back in with fire, intent on establishing his authority!” Mak remarks. “He does everything with authority and everyone already knows his power is nothing to be reckoned with!" ONE! TWO! NO! "But he kicked out, King!" The God Machine cackles harshly as Sly clutches the back of his neck, writhing in pain on the mat. MANSON rises back up to his feet and begins stomping at the head and neck of Austin, who attempts to roll away from the assault. The Bull has no intention of letting Austin slow him, however, as he grabs Sly by the head, holding him down as he begins unleashing a series of mounted strikes to the back of the skull. He continues to rain down several elbows until Toxxic comes in and connects with a basement dropkick, blindsiding him! “YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAH!” “NO!” King howls. “What are these idiots cheering for? He might be hurt!” “That may be why they’re cheering.” “This is blasphemy! It's sacriligeous! He should take everyones head and plant them on pikes as a warning not to pull this nonsense again!" Sly begins crawling back to his corner, to which Toxxic has just returned under the count of Soapdish. They connect and Toxxic springboards off the top rope, hurling himself toward the newly arisen Messiah, connecting with the aerial clothesline! He hits the mat with a thud as the Sensation vaults himself to his feet. Toxxic kicks at MANSON roughly, hitting him in the back of the head and neck!" “The Sensation just tagged in and is looking to cause serious damage to MANSON! You've got to see the problems with a first time tag team going up against an establishment like Revolution Zero." “It certainly helps that they're a regular team, but I'm telling you all that teamwork is all for naught against MANSON, one of the most dangerous and unpredictable men today and Alexander, a hot commodity and young up and comer who has the skills to go against anyone today. They're just prolonging the inevitable." MANSON rolls over on his stomach, grabbing the back of his neck as Toxxic, sensing opportunity, quickly folds the Bull's legs over his own right foot in a deathlock position. He then reaches forward and completes a Regal Stretch! The Stampede grunts in pain as the earlier work on his knee and the recent assault on his neck have an effect here and now, in this hold. But this time, it's Alexander to the rescue, as he breaks the hold with a quick kick to the back of the head! This immediately draws in Austin, who goes for a running clothesline, connecting and launching the Genius over the top rope and out onto the floor, as Sly follows him out. “YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” “He was able to break up the Regal Stretch, but Sly took him out of the ring with that clothesline,” Mak points out. “But with Alexander drawing Sly away, MANSON can finish off Toxxic.” Meanwhile, both Toxxic and Manson have recovered. MANSON goes for an elbow shot to the face, which Toxxic quickly blocks. He then uses the opening to grab the Raging Bull over onto the mat with a Sambo Slam! MANSON grabs at the back of his head once more as Toxxic prepares himself for another springboard maneuver. He leaps up to the top, but instead of going straight at MANSON, he jumps to the nearby corner, facing the crowd, then flipping back toward his prone carcass, going for the Radford Calling! However, it's not quite what he planned or wanted, as his insides are churned on the upraised knees of MANSON! “BBOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAH!” The crowd alternates from booing the missed move to cheering the Toxxic injury. “HAH!” King laughs. “Toxxic’s got to know he can’t take out MANSON. He’s just hurting himself now.” “Hasn't Toxxic taken him out multiple times? But if MANSON hadn't countered that, he would surely be done.” Toxxic rolls off of the knees, clutching his midsection and curling into a ball away from his opponent. MANSON grabs his left knee, which was subject to Revolution Zero's attack earlier in the match, but he's not deterred at all, as he struggles to his feet. He hobbles a bit, also rubbing the back of his head, but as he spots the Sensation lying crumpled on the mat, he lets loose a maddening cackle. "Toxxic is in for it now, Mak!" On the outside of the ring, Sly has lifted Alexander up only to chop him repeatedly into the guardrail. Austin grabs the staggered Mad Scientist and whips him toward the ringpost, but the Evil Genius manages to reverse the whip, though, instead it's Austin Sly who collides shoulder first with the steel post. As Sly rebounds off the post, Alexander grapples him from behind, grabbing a full nelson lock, and bridging backwards, tossing Sly over onto his head and neck with a dragon suplex! “YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” “Jesus! Sly could very well be out! Each of these guys are taking a beating right now!" “It does show that Alexander is intent on keeping Austin from interfering.” In the ring, MANSON lifts Toxxic, hefting him onto his shoulders in a fireman’s carry. With a terrible rictus of a smile, the God Machine tosses the Sensation over and falls to his back, dropping him onto his knees again with a double knee gutbuster! The Messiah grunts in pain from his knees, but it merely seems to drive the Stampede into an even greater frenzy. “YEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” “He's now focusing on the ribs and midsection of Toxxic," Mak points out. "You can't perform the aerial maneuvers, springboards, et cetera, that make up a lot of his offense with sore ribs and a broken back." Snarling, MANSON gets to his feet once again. Toxxic has instinctively rolled over to the ropes and is in the process if hauling himself up through sheer will and determination, but MANSON doesn't have time to admire his guts as he clubs him across the back with a wicked forearm. Toxxic grimaces and collapses back to the mat, and MANSON stomps away at the Straight Edge Sensation with reckless abandonment. "He and Sly shouldn't have assaulted the Messiah that way earlier. It only got him angry and sped things up for a quicker finish. MANSON will judge us all in the end and Toxxic only cemented his fate." “I really hope you don’t believe all that, King.” “I don’t BELIEVE anything about MANSON. I KNOW,” replies King as Mak groans in dismay. Meanwhile Alexander has made it back to his corner, as Sly miraculously but slowly regains his feet on the outside. Austin begins making his way back to his corner, hoping to make the tag out and save Toxxic, who seems worse for wear. Having gotten his fill of the vicious stompfest, with Toxxic aching and breathing heavily, he pulls the Sensation up, only to plant him back down with a routine bodyslam in the middle of the ring. He takes off toward the ropes, bouncing off and looking for the Flashing Elbow, but Toxxic avoids the convulsing elbow drop and rolls out of the way, as MANSON bangs his arm on the hard mat! “BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” “Toxxic escapes the Flashing Elbow just in time!” Mak gasps. “He’s just postponing his annihilation. I keep telling you that!” The Sensation begins to claw his way toward his corner, as Sly holds out his hand. Sly signals Toxxic, who looks back to see the God Machine coming for him. With an amazing surge of energy, Toxxic catches the approaching MANSON with a kip-up enzuigiri! The Raging Bull staggers backward, dazed by the blow, giving the Straight-Edger just enough time to tag in Sly. “Toxxic with the kip-up enzuigiri! MANSON is stunned, and Toxxic is able to make the tag!” Mak exclaims. “This just means MANSON will destroy Sly first,” King sniffs. “No, look out!” Austin comes in with a springboard spinning heel kick to Manson’s head, assuring the Savage Messiah’s post-match ingestion of several bottles of aspirin. MANSON collapses to the mat with a heavy sound. Austin gets to his feet, rubbing his shoulder, the impact seeming to have jarred it. He hasn't slowed however, and he shoots over quickly to hit Alexander with a nasty elbow to the jaw, sending him down to the floor. Austin laughs as he turns back to MANSON who, to Sly’s surprise, has nearly regained his feet! “Sly takes a cheap shot at Alexander, and that allowed MANSON time to recover a little,” Mak shakes his head. “He should've stuck to MANSON instead of concerning himself with Alexander because a little is all he needs!” This doesn't last long, however, as Sly dives down. chopblocking MANSON and taking him down! Determined to capitalize on the Savage Messiah’s apparent weakness, he grabs MANSON’s legs, grapevining them for his Boot Heel Stretch. He then completes the move by rolling the Stampede over and sitting on the back. The Bull howls with rage and pain, reaching madly for the ropes, which appear to be just out of reach! “Sly’s got him in the Boot Heel Stretch! This could be the end!” “NOOOOOOOOOOO!” King howls in anguish, pounding the table. Luckily, Alexander has recovered from the elbow shot, and exacts a measure of revenge on Sly with a springboard, knocking Sly off of MANSON with a springboard calf kick to the back of the head! “YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” “MANSON works in mysterious ways,” King pronounces sagely. “You were saying, Mak?” “Mysterious ways?” Mak snaps. “His partner came in for the save. That’s not mysterious!" “O Ye of Little Faith,” King laments. “Argh,” Mak grunts in disgust. Alexander rolls quickly out of the ring and makes his way back to his corner, yelling and screaming for MANSON to make the tag. The Stampede crawls toward Alexander’s outstretched hand, barely making the tag as Austin Sly gets to his feet! The Scientist enters the ring and pummels Austin with a series of forearms. Alexander tries to whip Sly into the ropes, but the Sly One reverses it, instead pulling the Evil Genius into a vicious knee to the stomach! Austin then grabs Alexander across the chest and neck, setting him up for the Sold Out in the center of the ring! “Alexander came in like a house of fire, but Sly was able to counter it, and now he’s going for the Sold Out!” Mak yells. “He’s just going after Alexander because he knows he can’t finish off MANSON!” "I think he's just trying to win the match, King." The Genius, however, sends a sharp elbow into the side of Sly’s head, breaking up the Flatliner set-up, and drops, taking Sly down with a drop toehold and impacting him against the mat! Wasting no time, Alexander rolls to his feet, folding Austin’s legs around his own, and drops to the mat, tying the Gordian Knot! Sly howls as the Mad Scientist wrenches at the hold. “Alexander reverses into the Gordian Knot! The Reverse Indian Deathlock! Can this do it!” Mak shouts hoarsely. Toxxic sees the Knot being completed and springboards off to break the hold on his partner. Unfortunately, MANSON moves in to intercept his assault, and the two collide with MANSON catching Toxxic in mid-air with a brutal Lariat even as Toxxic was hurtling toward Alexander! Both he and Toxxic collapse in a heap, each of them exhausted, as Austin struggles to escape. He howls in agony as he strains for the ropes, coming ever closer. “Toxxic tried to come in for the save, but MANSON stopped him dead with the Iron-Cutting Sword! There’s nowhere for Sly to go now!” “Thy will be done,” King prays solemnly, much to Mak’s chagrin. Unfortunately, his positioning has left him too far from the ropes, even stretching to his limits! And every time he reaches out, Alexander only squeezes and applies more pressure, keeping him from gaining any appreciable ground. He collapses at last, his hand still too far from the ropes. Groaning, in pain and despair… TAP! TAP! TAP! Nick Soapdish calls for the bell! *DING! DING! DING!* “Sly tapped out! It’s over!” Mak announces. “MANSON and Alexander were finally able to work together when it counted…somewhat.” "You act surprised, Mak. I told you that any team with MANSON has to be the absolute favorite." Alexander reluctantly releases the hold. Sly clutches his knee as Alexander gets to his feet, smirking cruelly at his handiwork. MANSON clambers to his feet as well, and the two lock eyes and nod. Funyon blares, “Here are your winners… MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNSSSSSSSSSSSSOOOOOOOOOOOOONNN and MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICHAAAAAAAAAEEELLL ALLLLLLLLLLLLLLEXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXAAAAAAAAAANDDDDDER!” “BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” Alexander and Manson exit the ring to 'Dread Rock' by Oakenfold, both smirking and grinning, while Revolution Zero fumes about the loss. “Whatever the case, those two came together when it was needed, King. Could it be a sign of things to come? We'll be back with more Storm next!"

Resetti was already revealed. You can visit his house in the Japanese Doubutsu no Mori e+ which was a follow-up to the first Gamecube version there. http://www.hostingfiles.net/files/20070526...isplace35ml.jpg

I wonder how they'll handle characters who were previously clones, like Ganondorf, who just has to be in. I don't mind Young Link. If they include him I would prefer his WW look this time around. I'm also curious whether Mr. Resetti from Animal Crossing will really be in, since rumors abound. There's the Animal Crossing stage with its own insignia and presumably there'll be a playable character to go along with it, and although I wanted Tom Nook previously, he's really the only one that makes sense. But it's possible Resetti is just an Assist Trophy too.