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Yeah, 6:18. That's what I meant. I'm kinda excited for this one, just because both teams seem to be pretty even. I've been watching ESPN Classic's 40 hour SuperBowl marathon to try and get more excited, but this year there just isn't any story or angle on the game that's gotten my attention. Prediction: Steelers 31 Seahawks 24

Four fucking million points on Tetris. I bow to your skills.

I wouldn't be adverse to resetting the scores on games like Simon and Hexxagon, but only every few months or so, unless someone gets a freakishly (and legitimate) high score, then that should stay and give others something to shoot for. We need more games that are more suited for tournament play.

I wrote an opening for the show so if you wanted to do it yourself, go ahead. I'm just so used to doing it by now. [img=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v82/papacita/OAOAST/HDLOGOBD.jpg] Another PPV in the books, so it’s time for some meaty FALLOUT~! Ground zero this week is the state-of-the-art Reisch Center in scenic Green Bay, Wisconsin. Heading into the arena, we find another packed house ready and willing to cheer their bratwurst clogged hearts out for their favorite OAOAST superstars. SIGN CHECK~! “Zack got screwed”, factually correct, but not very creative. “Alfdogg = Next Champ”, uncreative AND factually incorrect. “SJ, table for one?” Niiiice. Over to Sofa Central and your hosts, the dapper (whatever the hell that means) Triple Cee. COLE We are four days removed from AnglePalooza 2006 and what a night in Toronto it was. Hello everyone, I’m Michael Cole and we have another jam-packed show for you this week. Tonight, we’ll hear from the winner of the 2006 Lethal Rumble..... COACH And it’s not Zack!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! Alfdogg dumped his ass and won the $100,000 bounty along with a title shot at AngleMania V. CABOOSE With a HUGE assist from Axel, we should mention. COACH Hey, Alf threw him over the top rope and he hit the floor, that’s all that you need to remember. COLE Also, in a brutal I Quit match, Peter Knight retained his World Heavyweight Championship by making Stephen Joseph say I quit....but what happened after that match still makes me sick. CABOOSE Don’t tell me Coach, “Axel didn’t hear him”, right? COLE Well, we’ve got a lot more in store for you fans tonight. The second round of the Anderson Cup begins and we’ll get more reaction from the events of AnglePalooza. [i]CUE: I’m On a High[/i] “BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!” COACH But here come the two happiest men in the OAOAST! Indeed, as his music blares over the PA, HeldDOWN General Manager Axel is beaming as he steps into the arena. On his right and also beaming, the current OAOAST World Heavyweight Champion Peter Knight. The title belt rests on his right shoulder while the briefcase containing the money dangles from his left hand. Both men stand on top of the stage and drink in the boos before making their way down the aisle. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome HeldDOWN General Manager Axel and the OAOAST World Heavyweight Champion, Peter Knight! “BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!” As they walk, Knight hands the briefcase over to Axel and raises the title belt while Axel raises the briefcase at the conclusion of Buffer’s introduction. CABOOSE Look at those two; it’s like they just won the lottery. COACH Can you blame them for being happy? The Upstarts reign supreme right now in the OAOAST and we won’t get pushed off the throne that easily. Both men walk up the ring steps and onto the apron. Axel holds up his hand and sits on the middle rope, making it easier for Knight to step through and Knight reciprocates the gesture for Axel. Knight looks around in contempt of the negative reaction from the crowd as Axel walks over and gets a microphone from Buffer as the music fades. The crowd lets the venom fly, booing both men mercilessly and not giving Axel time to speak. Axel, not letting any anger show, simply stands in the ring and waits it out as Knight motions for the crowd to settle down, putting his finger to his lips in a “Shhhhhh” gesture, but the crowd doesn’t let up. Axel waits nearly a minute before putting the mic to his lips. AXEL You know, I’m the GM of this show, so I can pull the plug on it right now if you don’t settle down. “BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!” That only serves to inflame the crowd even more. Knight walks over to the ropes and trades words with a fan at ringside, threatening to slap his teeth into his wallet as Axel begins to look annoyed. “AAAAAAAAAAX-HOOOOOOLE!!!” “AAAAAAAAAAX-HOOOOOOLE!!!” “AAAAAAAAAAX-HOOOOOOLE!!!” COLE Listen to these fans. They certainly did not like what transpired at AnglePalooza at all. COACH If Axel stops the show, we still get paid, right? Finally, three minutes after Knight and Axel made their entrance, the crowd settles down enough so that Axel can begin. AXEL Thank you. Well, I hope you all enjoyed the show this past Sunday, because I sure did. We have a new women’s champion, Confusia, we have new tag team champions...... “BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!” AXEL (cont’d) …and though they aren’t “affiliated” with us per se, I talked with Jim Cornette earlier today and assured him that the New New Midnight Express will, as the first ever three time tag team champions, be treated with the respect and honor that those men deserve. I wish the teams remaining in the Anderson Cup a lot of luck because, at AngleMania, you will need every ounce of it. We also had the return of three of the OAOAST’s biggest stars in Josie Baker...... “BOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!” AJ Flaire...... “BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!” and Ken Baker. [b]”BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!![/b] AXEL And Austin, I hope you are doing well, because I want you back here as soon as possible, because I have some plans for a nice “family reunion” down the road. But now, let’s get on to the biggest news of the night. First, in an I Quit match, the man standing in the ring with me did what no one thought could be done; make Stephen Joseph say “I quit” in front of the whole world. Why, it was so embarrassing, Stephen hurled himself off the stage and his world “shattered” around him. “BOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!” COLE Ugh, the old evil villain staple, the bad pun. AXEL And Popick, if YOU are watching this, I hope that you DON’T recover so we won’t have to see your beaten down, old, useless carcass in an OAOAST ring ever again. “BOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!” AXEL And finally, onto the biggest news of the night and the real reason that we are out here now. 30 participants entered the Lethal Rumble match on Sunday night, each wanting an opportunity at this man at the biggest show of the year. 29 fell, one remained and in the process (lifts briefcase) he collected a little bit of cash by taking out one Zack Malibu. So, ladies and gentlemen, I proudly introduce the WINNER of the 2006 Lethal Rumble….Alfdogg! [i]Magnum Opus: Father Padilla Meets the Perfect Gnat/Howling at the Moon[/i] hits and Alfdogg steps through the doors to a fairly mixed reaction. Most of the crowd cheers him, but a vocal segment, no doubt unhappy with Zack’s loss, lets their boos be heard. Alf hits the ring steps and walks into the ring. Axel extends his hand, but Alf simply brushes him off and hits the turnbuckles, raising his arms for the fans. He hops down and reaches for the briefcase, but Axel draws it back, holding his hand up and motioning for him to calm down. AXEL Now, once again I’d like to congratulate you on outlasting twenty-nine others to win a shot at the OAOAST World Title at AngleMania. It is a feeling that I experienced last year, so I know how excited and anxious you are to wrestle in the main event of the biggest show of the year. However….do you [i]really[/i] think you can measure up to this man (gesturing to Knight)? Do you really think that, one on one, you can beat this man and take his title? Alf, you are just like Stephen Joseph. Granted, you don’t have the massive ego he has and are a [i]slightly[/i] better wrestler, but, like him, you’re an old timer still hanging on to the belief that you can still hang with the big boys. You carry around that gimmick title and defend it by rolling around in malls and hitting guys with Christmas trees. This man…this man doesn’t play around with stuff like that. At AngleMania, you better be ready for the fight of your life because, as Stephen Joseph now knows, you’ll be going up against the Crown Jewel of the Upstarts, the man well on his way to becoming one of the greatest World Champions of all time. You better be ready for Atlantic City Alf…..because he will be. “BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!” Alf stands with his arms crossed, quietly listening to Axel’s spiel. When he finishes, he pauses, seemingly contemplating what he just said before holding his hand out, wanting the microphone from Axel. Axel shakes his head, telling Alf to go get his own so he walks over to Buffer and gets another one. He pauses again, getting his thoughts together before speaking. ALF Wow...he's really made [i]you[/i] a believer, hasn't he? Well, let's go back in time a little while, shall we? Let's say about nine months, on HeldDOWN. It was my first TV match in over TWO YEARS, and my opponent was...oh, well it was you, Petey! And you know, Petey, despite my ring rust, I not only beat you in that match, I put you out of action, on the SHELF! And now, nine months later, with me on a roll, at my absolute best, I have no chance. How does that work, exactly? If you couldn't beat this rusty "old-timer" nine months ago, what makes you think you can do it now? Alf holds the mic up to PK, then pulls it back when he starts to speak. ALF Oh, I almost forgot. You did manage to beat me a couple weeks later. But contrary to what your man Axel said, you had to use a weapon, didn't you? You brought a steel chair into the ring, and busted me open with it before you could get that fall. And not surprisingly, you've ducked me ever since. So the question is, are YOU ready for Atlantic City, Peter? Because you can't hide anymore once April 2nd arrives. Now, I've got a match to prepare for, so if you don't mind. Alf drops the mic and outstretches his hand, wanting to collect his money and go. Knight and Axel share a look and Knight takes the mic from Axel's hand. KNIGHT (To Axel) Look at that, he just went and proved your point. (To Alfdogg) Listen up, "Alfie", what happened nine months ago doesn't mean a damn thing right now. I was "ducking" you? I wouldn't call tearing through the X-Division, with a REAL title belt around my waist by the way, and then reaching the pinnacle of this company while you go screw around with Some Guy in a mall or 70s Dude at a fair"ducking" you. You aren't in my league, Alf. Hell, without a certain someone's "assistance", Zack probably would have sent your ass flying into the fifth row, but hey, you did your job. (Picking up the briefcase) So here you go, happy Groundhog's Day. Knight forcefully tosses the briefcase at Alf, causing him to recoil back a step when he catches it. KNIGHT Don't spend it all before AngleMania, because I have a feeling you might have some medical bills to pay after our match. (To Axel) Let's go. Knight drops the mic and, with Axel, turns to exit the ring but..... ALF That's right, it's Groundhog's Day today. Tell me Peter, did Axel see his shadow when he crawled out of your ass this morning? The crowd laughs at the ZING~! and Knight pauses halfway through the ropes. Smirking, he nods his head and steps back in. COLE Uh oh. Axel stands on the apron as Knight picks his mic back up. KNIGHT Cute. Real cute the way you have to get the last laugh in there. Guess being the BUTT of every joke got a little tiring, eh Alf? I know you said that just to get me back in here so (gets in Alf's face) the question is, what are you going to do now? Alf smirks and takes a step back to put down the briefcase. He sticks the mic in his tights and makes a big spectacle of cracking his neck and stretching out before grabbing the mic again. ALF This. *SMACK* Alf fires off a right hand, which is quickly returned by Knight, triggering a slugfest that sets the crowd off. "YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" COLE Here we go, a preview of AngleMania! Knight wins the slugfest, backing Alf into the ropes as Axel cheers him on from the apron. Knight shoots him off and goes for a clothesline, but Alf ducks it and bounces off the opposite ropes, leaping into Knight and taking him down with a Lou Thesz press before peppering him with rights on the mat. "YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE Lou Thesz press! COACH Alf is signing his own death warrant. He pops up as Axel screams insults at him from the apron. Quickly shifting his weight to his right leg, he takes a step towards him and smacks Axel with a superkick, sending him tumbling off the apron and to the floor. [b]"YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"[/b] COACH HEY! He hit the General Manager! He should lose his title shot for that. CABOOSE Oh shove it. I've been waiting for someone to do that for a month. COLE Wait, look, Knight has the briefcase! Indeed, Knight is holding the briefcase up, waiting for Alf to turn around. As he does, Knight swings, but Alf ducks underneath that as well. The momentum knocks Knight off balance, causing him to drop the briefcase and, as he turns around, Alf leaps and scores with a standing dropkick to the jaw, knocking Knight down. COLE Look at what Alfdogg is doing to the champion! CABOOSE And now he's got the briefcase! Alf waggles the briefcase like a bat, waiting for Knight to get back to his feet and turn. Groggily, Knight stumbles to his feet, turns..... *THUMP* ....and gets a Samsonite to the skull, knocking him down again. "YEAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" Alf grabs his feet and slides him closer to the corner before stepping out onto the apron and putting one foot on the bottom turnbuckle, thrusting his hand into the air with five fingers outstretched. "DO IT!!" "DO IT!!" "DO IT!!" "DO IT!!" "DO IT!!" COACH No! Get up, Peter! COLE Alf is going for the Five Star Alf Splash on the champion!! Alf ascends the turnbuckles, but Axel, having come to his senses again, reaches into the ring and pulls Knight out, both men trying to shake the cobwebs out as they retreat up the aisle. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" As Axel and PK stand in the aisle, Alf stands on the middle rope and holds up the briefcase. He then picks up his mic again. ALF You know...a lot of people like to say that wrestling is just one big soap opera. Well, you know, they're right in a way. Because right know, Alfdogg is in Another World! And Peter, your time with that belt is ticking away...just like sands through the hourglass. The crowd cheers as Alf holds up the briefcase once again and [i]Magnum Opus: Father Padilla Meets the Perfect Gnat/Howling at the Moon[/i] plays. Any boos we had heard during his entrance are gone, replaced by loud cheering. COACH Alfdogg just made the biggest mistake of his career. We were willing to give him his props for taking care of Zack, but that is out the window. Axel is going to do something about this. CABOOSE Oh yeah, Alf looks REAL concerned in there right now. COLE Well guys, if this explosive beginning to HeldDOWN is any indication, we're in for a hell of a show.

Seeing the dedication of some of the people here, I'm pretty much abandoning any hope that I'll ever get a high score on any of these games.

How the HELL can someone be able to sit and play Breakout long enough to score 150K+? I break 20K and my eyes start hurting.

Holy shit, have I always been this bad at Pacman? EDIT: We need a bowling or mini-golf game. That and a Pictionary-type game as well.

If you didn't notice, I changed PK's theme to Metalingus by Alter Bridge. Yes, I stole Edge's music, but it fits PK to a tee.

IMPORTANT: Send everything to Patty O'Green this week, since he is posting the show.

Ok, that makes a bit more sense. Post edited. Just saying "Which one of these two will be eliminated first?" would have been easier.

MUCH gloating from Knight and Axel. Also, Alf collects the bounty.

Let's see if I can't cobble together an answer key here. ANSWER KEY: 1) The winner of the 2006 Royal Rumble will be: Rey Mysterio 2) Who will be the "Ironman" of the 2006 Royal Rumble? Rey Mysterio (62:15) 3) Who will last the shortest amount of time in the ring? Booker T/Sylvan (TIE) (00:17) 4) Who will get the most eliminations? Rey Mysterio, 5 solo and one assist (w/HHH against Simon Dean) 5) Who will be the last man eliminated? Orton 6) Will the winner be from Smackdown or Raw? SmackDown Three point questions...pick the man who will be in the Royal Rumble the LATEST (not who lasts the longest) out of the two choices below (winner in BOLD): 7) Viscera or Orlando Jordan 8) JBL or Shawn Michaels (JBL not in match) 9) Matt Hardy or Shelton Benjamin 10) Bobby Lashley or Kane 11) Chris Benoit or HHH 12) Chavo Guerrero or Rey Mysterio 13) Rob Van Dam or The Boogeyman (Boogeyman not in match) 14) Randy Orton or Booker T 15) Chris Masters or Carlito 16) Johnny Nitro or Joey Mercury One point questions: 17) Who will draw #'s 1-4? (One point for each correct person) (In order) HHH, Rey, Simon Dean, Psychosis 18) Who will be the last four men in the ring? (One point for each correct person) Rey, Orton, HHH, RVD 19) Who will be the last RAW superstar eliminated? HHH 20) Who will be the last Smackdown superstar eliminated? Orton 21) Who will draw #'s 27-30 (One point for each correct person) (In order) Viscera, Shelton, Goldust, Orton 22) True or False: We will see a Boogeyman/Undertaker showdown 23) True or False: We will see a surprise return sometime during the Rumble (Ok, it was Goldust and Tatanka, but still.....) 24) True or False: Somebody in the Rumble match will blade 25) True or False: Vince McMahon will interfere in the Rumble Unknown; Depends on interpretation of "interfere" TIEBREAKER QUESTION: Give the exact time this year's Rumble match will last: 62:15 There you go

I'll also leave feedback once I read the whole show, but I just want to point out that Papa did it again with those neat "film" graphics.

Rey isn't fighting Angle for the title at WM. It's going to be Angle v Orton That doesn't make any sense. Orton beats Rey for his title shot at NWO would set it up, but I have no idea why Rey would logically put his shot on the line against Orton unless Orton uses Eddie to piss Rey off enough and goad him into it...but then that would make Rey look dumb.

Of course, the big cop-out for RAW would be a repeat of 2000 with HHH/Edge/Cena/Rey competing in a elimination match with Angle/Taker as the SD main.

Of course, the big cop-out for RAW would be a repeat of 2000 with HHH/Edge/Cena/Rey competing in a elimination match with Angle/Taker as the SD main.

So, what, there's 15 guys in the ring right now? Normally 8 is hard enough to follow for a Rumble match.

So either there's going to be at least 10- 15 minutes more of Rumble after #30, or one of the main event matches is going 20 minutes. That doesn't sound that great.

*Guy gives Michele a joint and we see the bongo guy in slo-mo to edit out the drug use* "Uh, it's actually a ham roll. I didn't think he would light it." "Now I'm hungry and paranoid. Thanks."

And on top of that, the damn Rumble is usually the biggest draw for this show, so making it essentially a midcard match cheapens it a bit, IMO.

Rey, Orton and HHH will probably be part of the Final Four and either Rey lets Orton and HHH fight it out and have one get eliminated while he eliminates the other, or Rey gets taken out, leaving HHH and Orton as the last two.

Since the Rumble match has begun, I'm closing this thread just until the end so no one can change any of their picks/answers. I (or another mod) will open it back up when it's over.

1) I tried to fit in that situation while keeping with the whole "PK decimates SJ though the match" theme, but it didn't really work for me. 2) I was thinking that, though he was too stubborn to say it most of the match, while in that position, SJ finally shows some sense and, putting his pride aside for personal safety, says it to save his skin. Then, when Axel comes out and has PK do it anyway, it makes Axel come off as a complete heartless prick and shows that he and PK really don't give a shit what anyone says, they'll do what they want.

NGA: I put an AngleMania commercial at the end of the match, so you can segue right into the Rumble from there. *DING DING DING* BUFFER Llladies and gentlemen, the following contest is an “I Quit” match and it is for the OAOAST Heavyweight Championship of the Wooooorld!!! AYE! AYE! AYE! The lights go out as the opening beats of [i]Let’s Go[/i] pump across the PA and the fans go bonkers, something nobody would have ever seen happening just a month ago. Stephen Joseph steps into the arena, wearing a stylish “F*** the Upstarts” hoodie and a very noticeable cast over his left arm as he raises it to the crowd. COLE Well, I for one [i]never[/i] thought Stephen Joseph would be cheered by an OAOAST crowd after all he’s done since winning the World Title. CABOOSE I gotta admit, if Popick winning tonight gets the title away from those wankers, I guess I should not hate the guy’s guts for one night. COACH Come on guys, he’s still recovering from a concussion and has a fractured arm. You just KNOW PK has his sights set on that cast. BUFFER Introducing first, the challenger. He is a former OAOAST World Heavyweight Champion and tonight he aims to regain the belt that he lost on New Year’s Day. He hails from Atlanta, Georgia and weighs in tonight at two hundred and twenty-seven pounds….STEEPHENNNNNN JOOOOSEEEEEEEPH! Joseph steps into the ring and hits the corner, raising his arms and pointing at himself, yelling “Fuck me?!”, pointing to the entranceway and yelling “No, fuck HIM!”. The music fades and the crowd begins to boo, automatically waiting for the opening of [i]Oh Hell Yeah[/i], the champion’s signature music. However, when the lights go out, a blue hue fills the arena as a new song is heard …. [i] I've been defeated and brought down Dropped to my knees when hope ran out The time has come to change my ways…[/i] Then a flourish of drums and guitar accompany rapidly strobing blue lights before suddenly stopping and the chorus kicking in as Peter Knight steps through the curtain. [i]On this day I see clearly Everything has come to life A bitter place and a broken dream And we'll leave it all behind On this day It's so real to me Everything has come to life Another chance to chase a dream Another chance to feel Chance to feel aliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiive[/i] BUFFER And his opponent. From Fall River, Massachusetts, weighing in at two hundred and sixty-five pounds. He is the current reigning and defending One and Only Anglesault Thread Heavyweight Champion of the WOOOOOOOOOOORLD….Peterrrrrrrrrrr Kniiiiiiight!!! “BOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!” Knight stops on the top of the ramp and unstraps the title belt from around his waist, holding it aloft as the strobes surround him. He lowers it and points in Joseph’s direction, slapping the belt and pointing to himself, telling him that the title isn’t going anywhere tonight. [i]Metalingus[/i] continues playing as Knight begins the long walk down the aisle. COACH Now THERE’S a guy I’m proud to call champion. I’ve never seen anyone show so much confidence when holding that belt. CABOOSE Hope he doesn’t stop short or you’ll end up even further up his ass. Knight continues walking, mentally preparing for the battle to come, but Joseph decides that he’s been waiting long enough and slides out of the ring, charging up the aisle and starting the match there with a right hand. The crowd erupts as both men trade punches in the aisle. The smack of fist hitting jaw is clearly heard from both their microphones. COLE And here we go! Just like last year, both men are fitted with small wireless microphones that will pick up whatever they say during this match, so I would cover the kiddies’ ears if I were you. Knight and Joseph brawl to the ringside area and Knight attempts to whip Joseph into the ring post, but Joseph reverses the whip to allow Knight to eat the steel. Joseph picks him up from the floor and slides him into the ring before kneeling and lifting the ring apron, reaching under the ring and pulling out a steel chair. He slides it into the ring and rolls in, but that leaves him open for a stomp to the head from Knight. He delivers a few more stomps and drags Joseph to his feet, whipping him into the ropes and knocking him back down with a back elbow to the jaw. He quickly drops down after him and chokes him. KNIGHT Come on Stephen, it’s only gonna get worse from here. Say it and save yourself right now. JOSEPH Fuck you! Knight releases the choke and drops a knee to the face, followed by another before grabbing his left arm and pulling at the cast. Unable to tear it off, he chooses instead to stomp it, stepping on the forearm and pulling it back as Joseph grunts in pain. COLE As Coach said earlier, Joseph suffered a fracture in that arm in the New Year’s Day match. It still has not fully healed, so he is wearing a cast over it and you were right Jonathan, it might as well have a big target painted on it. Knight holds onto the arm and pulls Joseph up to his feet, draping the arm over the top rope and pulling on the hand from underneath, but Joseph uses his free arm to deliver a few forearms to knock Knight back. Knight charges in again, but Joseph knees him in the gut, doubling him over for a kneelift that knocks him down. Joseph walks over and picks the chair up, motioning for Knight to stand as he readies a shot. Knight gets to his feet and turns, but he is ready for SJ and quickly ducks, the momentum spinning SJ around and allowing Knight to scoop him up from behind and take him to the mat with a back suplex. Knight stands, picking up the chair as he does so. KNIGHT So, you wanna swing some steel, huh? COACH Oh yes, sweet irony. Knight holds it in position as Joseph scrambles to his feet. Knight walks around him, not giving SJ a chance to see where the shot is coming from until he is right behind him. He steps forward and swings….but Joseph somehow knows what is coming as well and drops down, hooking his feet around Knight’s ankle and tripping him up, causing PK to drop the chair and fall face first to the mat. Joseph quickly spins around and hooks in a front facelock, pulling Knight to his feet as he tightens the hold. He hooks Knight’s tights and attempts to lift him up for a suplex, but Knight blocks it. A second attempt is also blocked and this time reversed as Joseph is the one picked up for a suplex. Knight holds him and parades around the ring for the cameras before, instead of falling backward, tossing Joseph forwards onto his stomach and face. Knight stands and goes to work on the head of Joseph, laying in some stomps and dropping down to slap on a headlock. COACH See, this is why Stephen Joseph is going to have a tough time winning tonight. You don’t recover fully from a serious concussion and a fractured arm in just a month so right off he’s not coming into this match 100%, and Knight knows it. Knight releases the hold and drags Joseph towards the ropes, draping his head over the middle rope and pressing his knee into the back of his neck. KNIGHT You can’t beat me, Popick. Whatever to try to throw at me, I’ll give back twice as hard. He releases the choke and pulls Joseph up, pushing him against the ropes and shooting him off, scooping him up on the rebound and taking him down with a sidewalk slam. He quickly goes again to the left arm and pulls on the cast, again trying to tear it off, but SJ retaliates by smacking the hardened plaster against Knight’s forehead, knocking him back, followed by another shot….and another which rattles Knight pretty good and allows Joseph to get to his feet. He hauls Knight up and whips him off the ropes, charging and going airborne, leveling Knight with a flying cast shot. “YEAHHHHHHHH!!!!” COLE You may have been a bit hasty here, because Stephen Joseph is starting to gain control for the first time tonight, using that cast to his advantage. Joseph slides to the outside and lifts up the apron again, rummaging underneath until he finds what he’s looking for…..a ladder. “YEAHHHHHHHHH!!!!” CABOOSE Popick’s starting to feel it here. SJ slides the ladder into the ring and ducks down again, tossing in another steel chair with it. He sets the ladder up in the corner and unfolds the chair, placing it in front of the ladder. He pulls Knight up by the hair and brings him towards the ladder, shoving him into it back-first and delivering a few more cast shots to weaken him. He runs back towards the opposite corner, pauses to shake the cobwebs out and charges. As he runs, he uses the steel chair to propel himself upwards…… *CRACK* “OHHHHHHHHH!!!!!” …..and delivers a knee to Knight’s face, smacking the back of his head against the ladder!!! COLE Stephen Joseph with a flying knee to Knight against the ladder! Knight collapses face-first to the mat as Joseph pulls himself up with the ropes. He rolls Knight onto his stomach and drops down to get in his face. JOSEPH You think I’m just going to let you pound me into this mat? (Looks towards the ladder) Hope you liked the taste of that ladder Peter, because I’m going to shove it right down your throat! “YEAHHHHHHHHH!!!” CABOOSE Getting worried, Coach? COACH Of course not. It’s still too early and Knight will take any punishment Popick gives him in order to keep that title. Joseph stands and walks over to the ladder and pushes it to the mat, laying it on the mat near the corner and pulling Knight to his feet. He pulls him over to the corner and hooks him in a front facelock before backing up the turnbuckles and sitting on top. He extends his arm and twirls his finger around. COLE Wait a minute. Joseph might be going for a tornado DDT here. Joseph prepares himself…but Knight holds on to the top rope to block it. SJ tires again, but Knight blocks again and punches him in the gut. A few more punches break the grip he has and Knight turns so he is facing the ring with Joseph behind him. He reaches up and grabs Joseph by the wrists. He pulls forward on them and drops down, the momentum sending Joseph off the turnbuckles, flipping over Knight and….. *CRACK* “OHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” …landing back first on the ladder! Joseph quickly rolls off the ladder, shaking in pain on the mat and holding his back. COACH Flipping slam onto the ladder! I told you I wasn’t worried. Knight spits a loosened tooth into the crowd and looks at Joseph, a very pissed off look on his face. He quickly walks over and drags him up, ducking down and hauling him up into a fireman’s carry. The Toronto crowd stands, knowing what is coming. COACH That’s it. He wants to finish this match right now. Knight steadies himself, spins Joseph off…and drives him into the mat with a Knightmare! COLE Knightmare! Stephen Joseph drilled into the mat with a Knightmare! That can’t help his concussion. CABOOSE He’s got too hard a head to be concussed that easily. Knight rolls Joseph onto his back and gets into his face again. KNIGHT It’s over, Popick. I’ve got you right where I want you. Say it, NOW! JOSEPH (barely coming to) Urgh….go fuck…..your mother. I ain’t…..saying…….anything. Knight looks over at the ladder and then the chairs in the ring. A lightbulb seems to go off in his head. KNIGHT Ok. Remember, you asked for this. Knight stands and walks over to one of the chairs, picking it up off the mat and dropping it next to Joseph’s body. He retrieves the other and holds it, motioning for SJ to get up. Joseph slowly begins to get up on spaghetti legs, grimacing from the pounding in his head. He gets to his knees and then lifts one off the mat, but that’s just the position Knight was waiting for as he takes a step forward and drills him in the head with the chair, the *SMACK* of steel on skull sounding like a gunshot. Joseph crumples to the mat and falls limp. COLE Oh, what a chairshot! He scrambled Stephen’s brains with that shot! Knight drops the chair and raises his arms as he stands over Joseph’s body, drawing loud boos from the crowd as he looks around them, a smile on his face. He looks down at Joseph and slowly shakes his head before looking back up and slowly drawing his thumb across his throat. COACH Oh yes. It’s over now. Knight drops the chair he was holding and drops down, pulling Joseph’s head up just enough so that he can slide the chair under it. He picks up the other chair and puts a foot on Joseph’s neck as he gets a good grip. He holds it in the air and the flashbulbs begin to pop, the crowd anticipating what is to come. COLE Oh no, not a Conchairto. Not that. Knight raises the chair over his head and looks up to the crowd one last time before beginning his downswing……but he stops himself. He looks down again at Joseph and shakes his head again before dropping the chair COLE Oh thank goodness. Maybe Knight has some compassion after all. COACH I don’t think so, Cole. Look what he’s doing. Knight walks over to the ladder and picks it up, unfolding it and setting it up near SJ. He makes sure it is sturdy before walking back over to the chair he dropped. He picks it up again and this time, places it on top of Joseph’s head. He looks again to the crowd, a cruel smile on his face as he backs up towards the ladder. The Toronto crowd holds their breath, realizing what Knight is about to do. CABOOSE Oh dear God. COLE SJ’s head is sandwiched between those two chairs and he’s……oh no! Someone stop this! Knight slowly makes his way up the rungs as the fans get their cameras ready. Joseph begins to stir a bit as Knight reaches the next to last rung and sits on top of the ladder. He lifts his hand and makes the sign of the cross as the flashbulbs pop again in the arena. COLE NO! Knight stands upright, steadying himself while looking around the arena, an evil smirk on his face. He takes one last breath and leaps, sticking his legs out as he falls….. *CRACK* And hits a guillotine legdrop on the top chair, sandwiching SJ’s face between the two steel chairs!! “OHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” COLE A guillotiner legdrop Conchairto! My God! CABOOSE Damn. Ok, NOW he has another concussion. “HOLY SHIT!!” “HOLY SHIT!!” “HOLY SHIT!!” “HOLY SHIT!!” “HOLY SHIT!!” Joseph goes limp as Knight, slightly limping from the impact, kicks the top chair off and drops to his knees, pulling Joseph up by the hair, his face now a bloody mess. KNIGHT Come on, Popick. You want it to end? Just two little words and its over. Look at you, you can’t beat me and the more stubborn you are, the worse it’s gonna get. Now, SAY IT!! Joseph’s microphone picks up his grunts of agony and shallow breaths as he tries to fight through the immense pain coursing through him. He opens his mouth, but only squeaking sounds are heard as he tries to speak. He swallows, tasting his own blood as he does so and attempts to speak again. The words come out almost as a grunt. JOSEPH Fu….Fu…..Fuck you. Not over yet. “YEAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” Knight pushes his head back to the mat and sighs in frustration. He looks at something outside of the ring before looking back at the challenger. He rolls under the bottom rope to the floor and pauses to catch his breath. KNIGHT You’ll say it. You’ll say it, even if I have to permanently cripple your ass. COLE What else could he have planned? Knight walks over to the ring steps and shoves the top portion off, bending down and picking up the flat bottom part, straining to do so from fatigue. Knight places it on the apron and shoves it into the ring before rolling back in. He slides the steps to the center of the ring and again pauses to rest. Grabbing Joseph by the hair, he pulls him back to his feet and stares into his eyes, showing “The Most Hated Man in the OAOAST” what [i]true[/i] hatred is like before bending and scooping him in a fireman’s carry position and walking over so that he is standing behind the steps. CABOOSE Oh no. COACH Oh yes. Knight stands in that position, allowing the fans to drink in the image for a few more seconds before he slightly twists his hips, spins Stephen off his shoulders….. *BAM* “OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!” …and slams him onto the ring steps with a Knightmare! COLE Goddamnit, that’s enough! Axel made this match to cripple Stephen Joseph and I think he’s succeeded. Stop this match! COACH Stephen is the only one that can stop this right now. COLE But he might be knocked unconscious! COACH Doesn’t matter. If we have to follow him to the hospital and wait for him to wake up to hear those words, this match will continue. Joseph rolls off the steps in a heap, falling limp as Knight crawls over to him and wraps his hand around his throat. KNIGHT It’s over, Popick. Look at you; you’re lucky that didn’t just break your neck and every one of your ribs. I respect you letting me treat you like a tackling dummy for 15 minutes tonight, but now’s the time to end it. Now, SAY IT!!!! JOSEPH Ergh….Ahhh….noooo. NOOOOOO!! “YEAHHHHHHHH!!!” CABOOSE What is he thinking? Damn stubborn fool, say it and end it before you end up dead. Knight looks to the sky in exasperation, closes his eyes and shakes his head. As he lowers it, he looks towards the entranceway and lets out a sigh. KNIGHT I really didn’t want to do this, but if you want to be a stubborn jackass in this match, then your career will end right now. Just remember, you could have ended this at any time. COLE What’s he talking about? Where’s he taking him? Knight drags Joseph, who is pretty much 227 pounds of dead weight by now, under the bottom rope and to the floor. Struggling to keep Joseph from collapsing and losing his grip, he slowly drags him up the ramp and to the top of the stage. He leaves Joseph in a heap on the stage and walks back down the ramp, hopping off next to a large black cloth that seems to be covering something. Grabbing it, he pulls the cloth away revealing what is underneath: a large pane of glass being held up by welded metal legs, essentially forming a giant glass table. COLE No….Axel, PRL, security, someone get out here right the hell now and stop this. COACH This was Stephen’s choice, and now he’ll have to live with it. COLE But he might NOT live after this. COACH Oh, stop with the melodrama. Knight hops back onto the ramp and walks back to a still not moving Joseph. He looks up towards the AngleTron as the image quickly cuts to the back to find the door to Tha Puerto Rican’s dressing room door closed. Someone seems to be trying to force it open, but it won’t budge. Panning down, we see that a chair has been wedged under the doorknob, preventing anyone from exiting. Panning over, we see Johnny Jax and Scotty Static standing nearby. Jax smiles to the camera and holds up a key. Knight smiles and gives the screen a thumbs-up as the image switches back to live action. Knight drags Joseph towards the edge and tucks his head between his legs. Knight scoops him up into a powerbomb position and holds him there as the flashbulbs pop all around the arena. COACH Goodbye Stephen. Hope the hospital has a soup you like. As Knight holds him there, he pauses before doing the deed. KNIGHT This is your last chance, Stephen. Say it now or suffer the consequences. You have ten seconds. Ten…. nine…. eight….. It seems as if half the crowd begs Joseph to say it to save himself while the other, more bloodthirsty half is begging him not to say it and get splattered. Nick Patrick, only seven….. six…… five….. four….. three…. two…. JOSEPH (barely intelligible) Ok…..ok…..I ……I quit……I quit. Even before he’s finished speaking, Nick Patrick mercifully calls for the bell. *DING DING* COLE Thank God! Oh, thank God he said it. COACH Damn. Knight lowers him back down and Stephen lays exhausted on the stage as Knight raises his arms. [i]Metalingus[/i] starts up again as Patrick quickly jogs back down the ramp to retrieve the belt. BUFFER Lllladies and gentlemen, here….. AXEL Wait, wait, wait, wait, WAIT! Cut the music! Everyone suddenly stops what they’re doing as GM Axel steps through the curtain to a chorus of boos from the crowd. COLE The match is over. What does he want? AXEL Let’s hang on for one minute here. I was watching this match in the back, and I don’t know if I lost sound for a second, he didn’t say it loud enough or I went deaf or what, but I didn’t exactly HEAR Stephen Joseph actually SAY the words “I Quit”. “BOOOOOOOOOOO!!!” COLE Oh come on, he DID! COACH You know, come to think of it, I didn’t hear it either. CABOOSE Oh shut up. AXEL As the General Manager of HeldDOWN, I reserve the right to overturn any referee decision that I believe was made in error so, by the powers vested in me by this company, along with the fact that I said I wanted Stephen Joseph to never appear in an OAOAST ring again….I hearby declare that Stephen Joseph never said “I quit” and I order this match to continue! “BOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!” COLE NO! Please, someone stop this! AXEL PK, send him over. Knight stands over Joseph and looks over at Axel with an unsure expression, but Axel simply curls his lips into an evil smile and nods. Knight, a smile crossing his lips also nods and grabs Joseph by the hair, tucking his head between his legs and raising his arms to the crowd. Bits of trash begin to land on the stage as Knight grabs SJ around the waist and hauls him back onto his shoulders. Again Knight glances over to Axel and this time, Axel puts his thumb up, rotating his wrist until it points downward. Knight nods and releases Joseph, sending him down…. Down….. Down….. *CRASH* ….and crashing through the glass table, smashing it into thousands of shards of glass that spill all over Joseph’s body. “HOLY SHIT!!” “HOLY SHIT!!” “HOLY SHIT!!” “HOLY SHIT!!” “HOLY SHIT!!” COLE Those two men are SICK!! Stephen Joseph needs help and he needs it NOW! CABOOSE I’m just stunned, Cole. I admit that part of me is giddy at Joseph finally getting his, but this is too much. COACH Stop feeling sorry for the guy. He could have said “I Quit” at any time and prevented this. The fact of the matter is, Zack Malibu better be watching this closely because that man in the glass is going to be him someday, along with anyone else that tries to screw with the Upstarts. Axel orders Patrick to give Knight the belt and raise his hand as EMTs and officials rush to the scene. Axel and Knight simply look on, contentment on their faces as the glass is carefully brushed away around Joseph’s body and his is prepared to be put onto a stretcher. Tha Puerto Rican, finally able to escape his dressing room, storms through the curtains and past the men on the ramp, hopping down and joining the EMTs in removing an unconcious SJ from the table. Axel looks over to Knight and a gives him a nod, saying “I heard him now” as the camera gets a good shot of a bloody and battered Stephen Joseph laying next to the stretcher and backboard being prepared for him as we fade out. Fade in to an empty arena, shots of the empty seats are spliced with the image of a single spotlight iluminating an empty ring. The ghostly echo of cheering is heard as the camera pans around the ring as voices and images from the past appear almost as a dream. [color=#3333FF][b]AngleMania I[/color][/b] [i]JR: Good Evening, BAH GAWD, and Welcome to AngleMania (echo)...Mania....Mania.....[/i] [i]HHH refuses to tap saying he'll never job to AS! Chris Jericho appears through the crowd and tells the Time Keeper to ring the bell! DINGDINGDING! FINK The winner of the Match and NEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWW One & Only AngleSault Thread HeavyWeight Champion of the World, AngleSault!!!!!!!!!!!!!.[/i] [color=#FF0000][/b]AngleMania II[/b][/color] [i]POP DROP! POP DROP! ZACK MALIBU COVERS! 1... 2... 3! * DING DING DING * The crowd ERUPTS. People jump to their feet. Zack Malibu, completely spent, rolls off of Anglesault and onto his back. A shot of Zack holding the belt aloft is added in JR HE DID IT, JESS! BAH GAWD, WE HAVE A NEW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION....ION....ION.[/i] [color=#FFCC33][b]AngleMania III[/b][/color] [i]...SCHOOL'S OUT ON CALVIN STOPS HIM DEAD IN HIS TRACKS~! Malibu collapses across Calvin's body, not even able to hook a leg, as this cover is purely out of desperation! Earl Hebner slaps the canvas, as the crowd counts along... OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! COLE YES~! HE DID IT~! HE DID IT~! Another shot of Zack with the belt is added as more cheering is heard.[/i] [b][color=#000000]AngleMania IV[/b][/color] [i] Axel jumps up -- AND SPIKES THE HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION INTO THE MAT WITH A SECOND CONSECUTIVE AXEL SLAM! The count is made. COLE HE DID IT! HE DID IT! AXEL HAS DID IT! COACH WE HAVE A NEW HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION! AND HIS NAME IS AXEL![/i] Now.....an event five years in the making....... Cut to a montage of the current OAOAST stars in action, including Leon Rodez, Alfdogg, Zack Malibu, Chicks Over Dicks, GPX, Tha Puerto Rican and more. The footage speeds up, the images becoming more and more of a blur until we quickly cut back to the empty arena, where now one man stands in the middle of the ring, though his identity is obscured. He looks around the arena as the camera gets in closer. He turns toward it and reveals...... Anglesault, smiling like a proud papa. The image fades out, replaced by..... [img=http://img504.imageshack.us/img504/4824/am52hx.gif] [b]Coming April 2nd Trump Taj Mahal, Atlantic City, New Jersey[/b] Fade out.

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