Patty O'Green

Our scene is the Nerdly family basement where MARV and MEL perform all sorts of debauched illegal rituals. The walls are black with psychedilic posters hanging all throughout the room. Some of the sculptures and even furniture glows in the darkened room. The brothers sit at the center with N00b the dog. MARV Boom boom, that match was awesome. And it kicked ass that we won. MEL Bro, we didn't win. MARV We didn't? MEL Heck no, I got an Illegally Blonde N00b MARV Based off the hit movie with Reese Witherspoon. MEL Major babe! MARV Try watching that movie with our old Mary Jane, it takes on a new meaning. Its almost biblical in size and shape! God speaks to us through that movie. MEL That was some good sticky icky! Lately we've been chillin in the basement smoking the fat ones and testing out No Homo. The game is sick with it. Create A Taunt, Create A Superstar, Create An Entrance, Create a move, Create a title, only thing missing is create a dog, because we wanted N00b the family dog in it. N00b MARV Cool, man. While you're all here with us you might as well look at these pictures. MARIACHI Overall: 70 Abilities: Humiliate, Super taunt CMJ Overall:88 Abilities: Strong Strike, Referee Shield, Dirty Pin, Kip up CMJ Vs Deuce MEL Not bad, not bad. Don't forget to pick up your copy of No Homo on PS3 and 360 this Holiday season. Peace, ya'll! MARV Peace. N00b ARRRRF! (translation: peace)

NOVEMBER REIGN SIXTEEN PERSON SURVIVOR SERIES MATCH REPLAY *DINGDINGDING* As the bell sounds, the teams get together in their corners. Landon leads all seven of his team-mates with a last minute strategy session, while Baron makes it clear he's starting for his team. On the outside, Queen Esther blissfully waves to the crowd. COLE So let's see who's going to start things off out of this mass of humanity. Eventually the other members of each team line up on the apron. Which leaves Baron to starts things off with Lucius Soul. Lucius combs at his fro, while Baron's eyes wander over to Landon, making it clear who he wants. Baron and Lucius eventually lock up and the big Texan muscles Soul back into a neutral corner. LUCIUS Yo, step off me brother! Step off me brother! A clean break doesn't placate Lucius, put out at the fact his 'fro got messed with. He combs it back down, glaring at Baron for daring to touch his hair, before they lock up again. Baron quickly wrings the arm and gives it a couple of tugs, giving Lucius something worth worrying about. First tag is made to bring in Ned, to a cheer. Ned lays into Lucius's arm and takes over with the wristlock. Lucius goes to the gut with a knee though. Dishing out two right hands, Lucius then takes Ned over, making the tag to James Blonde. COLE Plenty of options there to tag here in the early going of this match. But as the eliminations come, this field will whittle down before your eyes. When a man is eliminated, his partner must go too, meaning this first fall will leave one team at an 8 to 6 disadvantage. Blonde tees off on Ned confidently as he comes in. But The Handsome Hustler doesn't stand for that for long. Reaching out for the blonde mane of his fashion conscious opponent, all it takes is one tug from Ned to bring JB down to his knees with a yelp. "HEY! HEY HEY HEY!" Cries of disgust from Blonde's corner rain in, as Ned ignores the referee and makes Blonde suffer a little. COACH Come on! He's treating him like a cheap hooker! COLE .... COACH Not that I'd know anything about that. COLE .... Tag is made by Simon and Blonde takes advantage, scurrying away. In comes Scottish Scott to match up with BOSS. The Scot goes to lock up with Simon, only for Singleton to duck underneath and grab a hold of Scott by the BEARD. "HEEEYYY" The cries are now whines as the hair-based offence continues from the Cobras. Scott catches Simon with a back elbow to free his facial features, before they're torn off. Irish whip sends Simon for the ride, but the well-populated apron saves him as a blind tag is made by Blanchard. Simon manages to slide through Scott's legs to save himself, then uses a quick drop toehold to take Scott down, setting him up for the POINTY ELBOW~! COLE VINTAGE Ned and Simon! Ned covers... 1... 2... No! Ned tries to pull Scott up, but he breaks free and tags in Nathaniel Black. Black comes in and immediately blasts Ned with a European uppercut, which changes the mood in a split second. COLE Here's a man with a lot of frustrations. And eight opponents to take them out on. Backed into a corner, Ned is blasted across the chest with a double palm thrust. And another. Then another European uppercut. All serving to knock the wind out of Ned, while Black walks away and tries a charge. Ned sidesteps in the corner though and Black runs himself into the turnbuckles. Tag is made to MARV, who quickly runs the ropes and nails Black with a running dropkick. Black is knocked back against the ropes behind him, but not down. And he patiently waits for MARV to step his way, before dishing out another European uppercut. COACH Wow, Nat Black, just blasting dudes like... uh... like a European, I guess. With MARV down Landon suddenly makes himself seen amongst his many partners. Eager for the tag, he gets it, despite Black not being eager to tag out. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Landon quickly puts the boots to MARV, stopping for a second to pose for the crowd which almost draws in Baron. Both Blonde and Queen Esther look on with pride as Landon whips MARV to the ropes and delivers a Dropsault! Cover... 1... 2... No! Taking too much time picking MARV up, Landon allows the Edmonton native to crawl through the ropes and apply the tag. Annoyed, Landon turns around INTO A BIG KISS FROM MORACCA!!!!! "YYYYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!" QUEEN ESTHER COACH AAH! COVER YOUR EYES, QUEEN! Unable to stand anymore, James Blonde comes in and peels (ew!) Moracca off of Landon. COLE Jealous much? COACH Hey! Blonde argues with Moracca (quite the task seeing as he speaks no English), while Landon overcomes the horror of what just happened. And he manages to clear the taste out of his mouth. Unfortunately, he does this by spitting, just as Blonde tries to punch Moracca and he ducks. BLONDE UGH! Surprisingly, Blonde isn't honoured to be covered in the phlegm of his leader and wretches it back at Moracca... who ducks again, causing Landon to be hit with the spit! COLE Landon and Blonde getting into some hot spit-swapping action, only here live in the OAOAST! Blonde tries to apologise to Landon, unaware that Mariachi has snuck into the ring. Despite the warnings from their partners. And Los Diablos grab onto the blonde locks of both Landon and Blonde, much to their horror, as their faces are pressed togethe... NO! The Mardi Gras Hellfire Club break up the potential man on mentor action! That draws in The Orange County Cobras, which draws in everyone else, for a MASS brawl!! "YYYYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!" COLE And it did not take long for this one to break down! All sixteen men going at it and good luck trying to control this referee Charles Robinson! The individual brawls spread around the ring and inevitably outside, just a sea of flying fists. Remaining in the ring, Los Diablos lie in wait for Landon and trap him, looking to deliver the Kiss Of Death. However before he can be taken down, Maddix is saved, as Lucius Soul flies in and nails Moracca with the POOOOOUUUUUUNNCCEEEE~!!! That leaves Mariachi still clinging to Landon, easily overpowered and spun into the mat with the Crash Landon '05! COACH Count ref! Pay attention! COLE Pay attention!? There's like 7 different fights going on! The ref finally does turn around to see Landon pinning Mariachi, despite Moracca being the 'legal' Diablo... 1... 2... 3!!! COACH Yeah! Count it! COLE Landon gets the pin, but on the wrong member of Los Diablos! COACH Ah, who cares? They look exactly the same. COLE Because they're Mexican!? COACH No, because they're wearing masks and covered from head to toe in pink lycra. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Eliminated: Los Diablos De Fuego Elimination: Mariachi by Landon Maddix TEAM LANDON 4(x2) TEAM BARON 3(x2) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Landon has the audacity, amongst all this fighting, to celebrate his pinfall win. He doesn't realise that Ned Blanchard has slid back in behind him and announces himself, via a fist to the face! COLE The match continues on regardless and with a 6 to 8 deficit for Ned Blanchard to try and rectify. Irish whip by Ned, setting Landon up for a Powerslam! 1... 2... No! Landon backs into a corner, trying to lure Ned in. But The Handsome Hustler is wise to all Landon's tricks and blocks the attempt at a kick to the gut. The sudden nice-guy act doesn't do Maddix any good either, begging off not an escape route. Ned drops the foot and starts to unload with right hands in the corner. Stomps then work their way in, forcing Landon down against the bottom turnbuckle, covered up as best he can against the boots. COLE Ned stomping an Orange County mudhole in Landon's chest and walking it dry! COACH Do they have mudholes in Orange County? Pulled back up, Landon is whipped to the opposite corner. Maddix gets a knee up on a Blanchard charge though. The brawls on the outside start to break off and the competitors start to get back on the apron, which allows Landon to tag Danny Boy. COLE Here comes Danny Boy, that ought to cheer up Queen Esther... COACH Oh my God, I forgot about the Queen! Is she okay!? She didn't get caught up with any of these fighting brutes, did she!? COLE I'm sure she's fine. Who cares? Back to the match. COACH Who cares!? I oughta slap the shit outta you son, disrespecting a Queen like that! Where are your goddamn manners!? Danny Boy works over Ned, clubbing away at the back. Aiming him off with an irish whip Danny then throws a clothesline, but Ned ducks underneath. Putting on the breaks Ned waits, looking to catch hold of Danny Boy for the Stungun, but Danny Boy puts on the blocks and slams a double axehandle into Ned's back. DANNY BOY *beats chest* COACH Ach aye, Danny! After a couple more double axes, Danny tries to whip Ned again. But this time, Ned counters. Pulling Danny Boy in, Blanchard gets the double leg pick-up, turns 180 and hits the STUNGUN! "YYYEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!" COLE Stungun! And a tag, to Singleton! Simon rushes up the turnbuckles, up top, for the ROCKET LAUNCHER!!! Ned stands guard... 1... 2... 3!!! "YYYYEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!" COLE And just like that we are all evened up! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Eliminated: The Last Kings Of Scotland Elimination: Danny Boy by Simon Singleton TEAM LANDON 3(x2) TEAM BARON 3(x2) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Queen Esther looks distraught, as her Last Kings are sent to the back. So distraught, she can barely look them in the eyes. Nor Ned and Simon, who wave them bye-bye. COLE Great job by the Orange County Cobras. That two man deficit never got a chance to be a factor, Ned got right in there and went right to work. COACH Shame on Danny Boy. Not the performance of Kings, really. Let their Queen down. Regrouping his team, Landon sends Faqu into the ring. COACH Hmm, what was that I just felt being picked up around me. Oh, that's right, BUSINESS! Ned squares up to Faqu, eyeing up the big Samoan... and decides to let Baron Windels have a go. Baron asks Ned what's up and he feigns a sore hamstring, before encouraging Baron to "go get 'em!" COLE So the two big men of the teams, Faqu and Baron. I guess Ned can admit when he's not the bigger man after all. COACH Come on, that was worse than my line! Eye to eye Baron and Faqu staredown, the Samoan growing ever angrier by the second. And he throws a big right. But Baron blocks and slugs Faqu in the jaw! Faqu tries again, but again Baron fires back. Big, Texas sized right hands rock Faqu against the ropes, setting up an irish whip and a dropkick, knocking Faqu off his feet! COLE Wow! Down goes Faqu! Baron quickly covers... 1... 2... No! Wringing the arm Baron controls the wild savage while Tim Cash comes in with an axehandle. Cash bars the arm and brings Faqu down to the mat. An elbow dug in the shoulder has Faqu grunting, which presumably means he's in pain. COLE One of the best technicians in the OAOAST is Tim Cash. And if he can keep Faqu down on the mat he stands a much better chance against him. Into a hammerlock, Cash drops a knee to the arm. Reaching out for a tag Tim then gentlemanly lets Ned Blanchard in on the fun, working the hammerlocked arm with a couple of knees of his own. Another tag then brings Baron in for more of the same. FAQU BLARRHAHARGH! RARRRAAHAHGAH!! COACH I think he's saying that Baron pulled the hair, Cole. COLE He did not! Baron keeps hold of Faqu as he climbs back to his feet. One hard elbow changes that though. Faqu follows Baron over to the ropes and headbutts him in the shoulder, then tries to throw him into the ropes. But Baron hangs on and pulls Faqu in for a Single Arm DDT! With Faqu down, Baron tries a cover... 1... 2... No! Pinning down the arm Baron reaches out for Simon, who comes in off the top with a flying knee to the bad arm! COLE And Baron's team doing a great job of isolating Faqu from his corner and working on that arm. Not the guy you'd expect them to target. COACH Yeah, what good is going after Faqu's arm? You think you're going to make him quit? Simon boots Faqu in the gut as he gets back up and tries an irish whip. Even with a bad arm though, Faqu has the strength to put on the brakes. Instead Faqu throws Singleton into a corner and crushes him with an Avalanche!! "OOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE There's the flaw in Team Baron's plan. Tag is made and as Simon staggers out of the corner, James Blonde runs up the turnbuckles and flies in from Simon's blindside with a knee to the side of the head! Cover... 1... 2... Kickout! Blonde puts the boots to Simon, before dragging him away from outstretched arms of his allies. A scoop and a slam places Singleton in position near the corner. And Blonde heads up the turnbuckles again. This time, from the second rope, he measures with a big right hand... but MISSES the Marty Jannetty Fistdrop, as Simon rolls out of the way! "YYEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHH!!" Rolling to the corner Simon tags in MARV, who comes in swinging. Unloading with right hands MARV runs through Blonde and takes a swing at Lucius and Rico on the apron as well. Blonde tries to take advantage of the lapse in concentration by cutting MARV off with a clothesline, but MARV ducks underneath and comes back at JB with a Running Hurricanrana! COLE The pace is picking up with The Christ Air Express! Blonde takes another wild swing at MARV and gets caught with a schoolboy... 1... 2... NO! MARV tries to charge at Blonde again, but this time The Trendsetter gets an elbow up to block. Blind tag is made to MEL though. And as Blonde charges, MARV leapfrogs, putting Blonde right in the path of a Flying Crossbody from MEL!! 1... 2... NO! COLE Teamwork like you're only going to see from MARV and MEL! COACH Yeah, but that doesn't make it any more legal. MEL quickly tries to whip Blonde to the ropes. But Blonde reverses... and with the referee busy putting MARV back on the apron, Landon Maddix takes advantage with a knee to the back!! COLE HEY! From the outside, Maddix! Stricken, MEL pulls up and falls prey to Illegally Blonde!! 1... 2... 3!!!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" COLE And thanks to an assist, Blonde picks up the fall! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Eliminated: The Christ Air Express Elimination: MEL by James Blonde TEAM LANDON 3(x2) TEAM BARON 2(x2) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Queen Esther applauds the ingenuity of Landon, who smirks at the fans whilst trying to look nonchalant. So nonchalant that he doesn't notice James Blonde celebrating. And as Blonde tries to get Landon's attention, he doesn't pay enough to Tim Cash, in from behind with an O'Connor roll! 1... 2... 3!!!! "YYYYYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!" Horror-stricken, Blonde sits on his knees with his hands on his head as finally, Landon turns around, to see that his team's advantage lasted even less time than their first one! COACH OH NO! COLE Blonde caught napping! And we are all evened up again! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Eliminated: James Blonde and Faqu Elimination: James Blonde by Tim Cash TEAM LANDON 2(x2) TEAM BARON 2(x2) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A despondant Blonde leaves, trying desperately to apologise to Landon at the same time. Meanwhile Nathaniel Black comes in to duke it out with Cash. COLE Looks like it's bed without dinner for James Blonde tonight! Maybe a few minutes on the naughty step! Blonde continues to plead for forgiveness as he and Faqu are ejected. Back in the ring, Black takes over on Cash with a series of European uppercuts and sends him to the ropes. Black aims for the midsection with a low headbutt, but Cash goes up and over with a sunset flip... 1... 2... No! Rolling through, Black takes the legs, looking for a crab hold. With a twist of his body Cash is able to escape, sending Black for a spin as well. Quick tag and Baron Windels comes in, going to work on Black with his Texas sized right hands and a couple of Cowboy Bebop elbows thrown in for good measure. Whipped from corner to corner, Black is set up for the flying BUTT bump of Futuramatude, but moves out of the way. He quickly tags Lucius, who tries to take advantage of Baron's rest in the corner with a Yakuza Kick... but Baron moves out of the way! COLE Ooh, and Lucius gets crotched! COACH That's okay. That's not going to hurt a stone cold pimp like Lucius! Once he's able to drag himself off the ring ropes, Lucius turns around and gets nailed with a clothesline. Baron tags in Simon and slams Lucius, for Simon to come off the top with a Flying Kneedrop! Cover... 1... 2... No! Lucius rolls away and tries to catch Singleton with a backhand slap, but Simon ducks. A boot to the gut doubles Soul up. Off the ropes Simon then delivers a running kneelift, carrying on off the ropes looking for a clothesline. Lucius avoids him with a leapfrog though, then delivers a Bicycle Kick to Simon as he comes back! COACH YEAH~! COLE What a shot, right to the BUTT of the jaw with that boot. Tag is made to Rico, who strokes down the porn 'stache and delivers the big legdrop, pinning Simon down... 1... 2... No! Rico slaps on a chinlock, trying to keep Simon from his corner. COLE It's an interesting line-up we're left with. The eight man tag team champions trimmed in half and Citizen Soldiers side by side with Simon and Ned, who've been far from good citizens in the past. But they're trying to get behind Simon right here. Fighting back to his feet, Simon goes to the ribs with an elbow. A second. And a third. Simon then tries to whip Rico to the corner, but the Brazilian reverses, only to miss with a clothesline in the corner! Simon tags Rico with a couple of right hands, then quickly tags in Ned. The Handsome Hustler comes in swinging, unloading on Rico, then on Lucius who tries to enter the ring illegally to help his partner. COLE And the old bitter feelings are beginning to spill over between the Cobras and the Hellfire Club! Ned and Simon tee off on Lucius and Rico respectively, all four men in the ring as their partners look on from the apron. Double irish whips set up the Mardi Gras duo for a double BAAAAACK bodydrop! "YYYEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHH!!" COACH Come on ref, get some control up in this place! With Lucius hurt and rolling out of danger, Rico is left two on one. Simon and Ned set him up, signalling to the crowd that it's time for a special Double Feature. Together they send the Brazilian to the ropes... and deliver the Double Feature Flapjack, not realising that Landon had snuck out a hand while their heads were down. Ned goes for the cover, but the referee refusing to count. COLE I think a tag was made! Rico's not the legal man! Cussing out the referee, an unsuspecting Ned gets up from the cover. And on one knee, he's BLASTED in the face with a Superkick! "OOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" With Ned rocked, Landon quickly picks him up and delivers the GTS, while Black plays blocker, keeping Baron and Cash from getting in... 1... 2... 3!!!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" COLE Oh man! The Cobras are gone and it's four on two... I don't think Ned has any idea what hit him! COACH A classic misdirection play! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Eliminated: Orange County Cobras Elimination: Ned Blanchard by Landon Maddix TEAM LANDON 2(x2) TEAM BARON 1(x2) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Too little too late, but Baron manages to muscle his way past Black and into the ring, to start unloading on Landon with right hands! "YYYEEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!" The crowd go wild as Landon is pounded senseless, but are left deflated when Black finally cuts Baron off from behind. Black clubs away on Baron, until Tim Cash comes to the rescue and peels Black away. As they do battle, Landon waves for the Mardi Gras Hellfire Club, who quickly aide La Cucaracha in a 3 on 1 beating of the big Texan. COLE Okay, it's four on two, but that's no excuse for this kind of numbers advantage. You're telling me the referee can spot that blind tag, but he can't see that there's six men in the ring? COACH He sees it. He just can't do anything about it. COLE ...that's just as bad! Baron ends up being kicked to the arena floor and his three attackers follow him outside, which at least solves Cole's problem. In the ring, Cash and Black exchange forearms, with the Brit getting the better of it. He delivers a European uppercut, putting Cash on the backfoot. Off the ropes Black then looks for a big Lariat, but Cash spins around the back, into a Backslide! 1... 2... NO! Rolling to his feet, Black grabs Cash and tries to cross the arms for the Brittania Bomb. Cash spins out before that can happen, leaping up to crack Black with a quick Enziguri! The Brit wobbles, but doesn't go down. So Cash quickly climbs to the top rope. Black manages to shake the effects of the kick off, but not in time to prevent Tim coming off the top with a Missile Dropkick! COLE Here we go, Tim's got him, he's got him! 1... 2... KICKOUT! Tim holds his head in his hands, but doesn't even think of complaining about the count. Meanwhile, on the outside, Baron is fighting back on all three of his opponents. Teeing off on Rico and Lucius, he dishes out right hands, alternating between the two. But in doing so, he loses sight of Landon Maddix, who has bailed to consort with Queen Esther. And before Baron knows what's happened, he's laid out, struck in the back of the head with the SCEPTER!! COLE LOOKIT... THE SCEPTER! COACH And the referee didn't see a thing! Brilliant! COLE Baron is knocked OUT, what is that thing made of!? With Baron KOed, Cash is all alone, but catches a break on Black with a double leg trip allowing him to slap on the MIDWEST SLING! No danger of Black submitting though, as Lucius slides in and blasts Cash with a boot to the side of the head! COLE And now, it's four on one! Five if you count Queen Esther! Ridiculous! With Landon standing back and looking on proudly, The Mardi Gras Hellfire Club pick Cash back up. Queen Esther cheers her knights on, as they set Tim up. Rico lifts him over the shoulders, as Lucius comes off the turnbuckles with the MOUSTACHE RIDE/SWINGING DDT COMBO!!!! "OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" COACH Spiked him! With Cash motionless, Landon strolls over and kneels down on Cash's chest, with a huge grin on his face. COLE Oh come on! 1... 2... 3!!!! QUEEN ESTHER YAAAAAY!! *DINGDINGDING!* The Queen jumps for joy, clapping her hands, as Landon stands up as nonchalantly as he had gotten down. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, your winners and sole survivors... THE MARDI GRAS HELLFIRE CLUB... and, NATHANIEL BLACK and LANDON MADDIX!!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" COLE And after all that, Landon had to get the glory. Gimme a break. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Eliminated: Citizen Soldiers Elimination: Tim Cash by Landon Maddix SOLE SURVIVORS: MARDI GRAS HELLFIRE CLUB, LANDON MADDIX and NATHANIEL BLACK ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Queen climbs into the ring to join the celebrations, as Landon shares a handshake with both Rico and Lucius on a job well done. As she skips into the ring Queen Esther is then taken by the hand by Landon, who kisses the hand and raises it in victory. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" COACH Bravo! Bravo! COLE Oh, please. This is sickening. Landon, the Queen and her Hellfire Club continue to lord it over everybody in the ring, with Black happy to have won too, but not one for 'lording it'. Or 'happiness', really.

We return from commercial break with Holly sitting at the Holiday themed sofa central with Cole and Coach. COLE Warm season’s greetings to the number one contender Holly! HOLLY You don’t have to be nice just because I’m sitting out here with you. I sure as shit aren’t gonna be nice to either of you. COACH I like this girl! HOLLY I don’t like you. COLE I like her even more. BUFFER The following women’s title contest is scheduled for one fall…. The flowing and rhythmical sounds of Eminem and Jay-Z’s Renegade play to an accompaniment of boos. Entrance doors rip apart as yellow lights flicker at the sides of the video screens. Stepping onto the stage is Melissa Nerdly, wearing red and yellow 80's style spandex workout gear, complete with leg warmers. At her side stands Malaysia, clad in a black corset and black bikini bottoms. BUFFER Now making her way to the ring, being accompanied by Malaysia, she hails from Edmonton, Alberta, Canada and represents the Deadly Alliance….MELISSAAAAAAA NERDLY! Malaysia frightens the OAOAST Marks with cracks of her whip. It’s a behavior that doesn’t go unnoticed by Melissa, who laughes at everyone that flinches at her sister’s menacing attacks. COLE Holly how would you feel if Melissa took home the women’s title tonight, defeating Morgan, which you haven’t done? HOLLY As long as I can get my hands on the women’s title, I’ll be a happy bitch. Melissa enters the ring with Malaysia trailing behind her. The Nerdly duo strike a pose with Malaysia flexing behind Melissa who drops to her knees and tosses her hands through her vibrant hair. Images of flaring electricity broadcast over every video screen in the arena, as a moody, fierce blue glow comes over the arena. Terror from the skies rains down as an electrical bolt smashes into the stage during the song’s early guitar riffs. Into the smoky haze left behind by the missile of electricity comes Morgan, her tiny body filling out a pin stripped booty shorted romper. She gazes with some fear in her eyes, at her two sisters in the ring. BUFFER Now introducing the champion from Edmonton, Alberta, Canada, she is the current women’s champion, be prepared for Shock and Awe from MORGAAAAN NERDLYYYYYYYY! Some fans try to offer their hands towards Morgan as he tenativly makes her trip down the entrance ramp. Unaware that this is a kind gesture, Morgan skirts away from those fans. Morgan gets into the ring, walking right past a smirking Melissa to reach the center ropes. She leans over them and takes an innocent and docile gaze to the OAOAST Marks. COLE Well, Holly? HOLLY Well what, badbreath? I see her and she sees me. But the difference is she’s freaked out of her mind, and I’m perfectly calm. I can’t wait for New Years Spectacular. DING DING DING The sisters meet in the middle of the ring for a lockup. It only lasts but for a few seconds before Melissa switches behind Morgan to grab a hammer lock. Frustrated but not totally out, Morgan rolls to the canvas. When she pops back up she’s able to gain an arm wrench over Melissa. Morgan doesn’t hold that move for long, before switching into a side headlock. Melissa grabs onto Morgan’s partially exposed BUTT cheeks and pinches them! Malaysia revels and delights in the sight at hand. COLE Just like me and Coach do every commercial break! With BUTT cheeks suitably hurting, Morgan is easily flipped to the ground by her sister. Melissa wraps her long, spandex covered legs across Morgan’s neck in an effort to choke her out. However, Melissa lacks the proper leg strength to hold such a move, and miss Morgan powers out. Both ladies rise to their feet , with Morgan striking first with a side headlock take down. As soon as Melissa’s slender frame hits the canavs, Morgan gives her some pay back by PINCHING HER NOSE! COLE At least she didn’t bite her! HOLLY Funny, Logan loves when I bite him. Loves it. COLE I wouldn’t mind sinking my teeth into that well cooked piece of man meat! Yes! Morgan begins bringing her elder sister off the canavs. But Melissa grabs her slightly curled blond hair and uses it to fling her back to the canavs. In celebration, Reject’s girl fluffs her own golden locks. “MORGAN’S HOTTER! MORGAN’S HOTTER! MORGAN’S HOTTER!” the OAOAST Marks chant, greatly upsetting Melissa. Grumbling about the rude audience, Melissa roughly pulls Morgan to her feet. She shoves the petite champion into the corner, and slams knife edge chops into her chest. “Make her scream, Melissa! I wanna hear her beg for mercy!” Malaysia roars in a sexually frenzied voice. COLE Isn’t it kind of odd that Malaysia would get turned on by her own sister’s suffering? COACH Leave it to you, the professional mood killer. Morgan begins fighting back at Melissa, ramming her platform heels into Melissa’s stomach. The shots force Melissa backwards as they begin crashing against her ribcage. Morgan then attempts an irish whip, however Melissa reverses the hold and sends Morgan tumbling over the ropes. Melissa strikes another one of her arrogant poses, asking “Who’s hotter now?”, unaware that Morgan lurks on the ring apron. She becomes aware of this major problem when Morgan springs into the ring with a bulldog! COLE Wow! HOLLY (beep), am I supposed to be (beep) impressed? Nothing impresses me about Morgan except how a person on so many pills can make it through life without looking like a (beep) zombie. Morgan rushes towards her feet, as Melissa slowly gets to her’s. The women’s champion uses her enchanting legs to swing Melissa over to the canvas with a hurricanrana. Melissa is up rather quickly, requiring Morgan to seize her for an Irish whip. However Melissa shifts her weight on the hold and reverses it to send Morgan into the corner. Another pose to the crowd is given by the egotistical Nerdly. On the outside Malaysia implores Melissa to deliver more anguish to Morgan. “BOOOOOOOOO!” the fans hiss, causing Melissa to dismiss them with a wave. She then darts across the ring hoping to catch Morgan with a body splash. But her baby sister wards her away with an elbow strike. As Melissa stumbles backwards, the tiniest Nerdly elevates herself to the second rope. She then flies forward to strike Melissa down with a cross body block. As the fans cheer, Morgan rises to her feet and nervously chews on her hair. COLE Something seems to be getting the better of Morgan at this point. HOLLY No shit. Its her (beep) up mind that’s getting the better of her. Morgan goes to scrape Melissa off the canavs, but he opponent fights back with punches towards Morgan’s thin midsection. The champion staggers away, allowing Melissa to run up behind her and clothesline her to the ground! Melissa smiles out to the booing crowd before driving her elbow into the throat of her kid sister. A pinfall follows that up… ONE! TWO! Kickout! Angered by not getting the three, Melissa sits up Morgan and begins kicking her in the back of the head with her tennis shoes. HOLLY (clapping) I love it! This is (beep) magical! COLE Looking at impassioned look on Malaysia’s face, you aren’t the only one! Done with her brutal parade of kicks, Melissa drops another elbow that leads into a pinfall… ONE! TWO! A kickout by Morgan, brings some cheers from the fans. HOLLY These guys are all (beep) in the head. Its zero surprise to me they’re warming up to a fellow nutcase. I’ll just be happy as a pig in shit to crush all their dreams for some normalcy in the lives. Melissa pulls Morgan off the canvas by her half open romper, and traps her inside an abdominal stretch. Morgan screams out in agony which puts a smile onto Melissa’s and Holly’s face. That smile is quickly washed away though, when Morgan summons all her strength to over turn Melissa with a hip toss. COLE Nice bit of countering there by Morgan. HOLLY Lucky streak, that’s all it is. Morgan nervously paces about the ring, glaring at both Melissa and the referee. Soon Melissa is to her feet, and blindly charges at Morgan. This proves to be a huge mistake as the cute little champion wraps her inside an abdominal stretch of her own! The problem is that Morgan lacks the strength to maintain the hold, and her bigger sister powers out to drive her backwards with a side Russian leg sweep. Like clockwork Melissa strikes another supermodel pose and the audience is less than receptive to it. COACH Go on girl do that thing, let the haters hate and the pimps pimp. You feel me, Holly? HOLLY Holla. Melissa flings herself off the ropes, but runs right into a diving lariat from Morgan! Both beautiful ladies quickly rush to their feet, no worse for the wear. Morgan hammers Melissa with forearms, leading Melissa to respond with her own army of strikes. Morgan quickly backs away from her sister, her platform heels carrying her into the ropes. She then comes forward and strikes Melissa in the face with a HARD shot. Melissa attempts to come back with her own punch but Morgan is much too fast for her and steamrolls her with a leaping knee strike! Morgan then begins running her hands through her sun stroked hair, and mumbles to herself. COLE I tell you, Morgan has had her troubles with controlling her anger, but to continue fighting her disease and for her women’s title takes courage. HOLLY Courage? Ha! That’s a rich one. If you want courage, think of me. I’m the one risking my life standing against this freak. Morgan tries to lift Melissa up for a back suplex, however the stronger Nerdly easily fights through the hold and flips through Morgan’s hold. She then rolls Morgan backwards, trapping her inside a dragon sleeper! But much to Melissa’s chagrin, the petite champion uses every ounce of strength in her body to back Melissa against the corner posts. She continues to nervously talk to herself as she lifts Melissa onto the turnbuckles. COACH What’s Morgan got cooking? COLE Whatever it is it could be very bad for Melissa! Realizing this Melissa begins fighting back against Morgan, furiously succeeding in knocking her back to the center of the ring. But Morgan only stays away but for so long before she unleashes a superkick into Melissa’s face! HOLLY Morgan’s kind of people just (beep) sicken me. Shut up about your problems, nobody gives a shit, just lay the belt down at my feet and walk back to the nuthouse. You ever see slingblade? Those are the kinds of retards and crazies Morgan comes from! COLE Folks, Holly’s opinion is her own and is not held by the OAOAST or its officials. HOLLY Don’t (beep) talk over me! Morgan runs up the ring posts and wows an entire audience with an exploder suplex that crashes Melissa into the canvas! COLE VINTAGE Morgan Nerdly! COACH That’s the first time she’s ever used that move in her life. Morgan goes back to chewing on her hair with extreme worry as she awaits Melissa’s rise. Once her sister comes to her feet, Morgan rushes her and captures her into a standing fireman’s carry. COLE Shock and Awe? Not quite as Melissa sneaks out the hold! She throws a lariat at Morgan only for Morgan to duck and lift her into another fireman’s carry! This time Morgan doesn’t fail, and crunches Melissa into the canvas with a Shock and Awe! A pinfall quickly follows…. ONE! TWO! THREE! DING DING DING Morgan slinks against the corner, holding her knees to her chest and gazing wide eyed and worried at her defeated sister. BUFFER Your winner as a result of a pinfall…..MORGAN NERDLYYYYYYYY! HOLLY Alls I gotta say is Josie oughta remove the stick from her (beep)_old, wrinkled (beep) stained ass, and let me do my (beep) job. Shit, its her over management with all the damn referees at November Reign that wrecked my chances of putting this girl away for good. I’m doing everyone a favor, here. Do you want to work in the same environment as a (beep) wack job? Think about it. What if she starts hearing voices telling her to kill us all? What then? Its not safe with this bitch around, and I’m doing you all a favor. On that final note, Holly slams down her head set and stomps away from Sofa Central. She passes by Morgan and levels several insults her way. Only through the referee’s interference do the two women escape a brawl. TONIGHT'S MAINEVENT UNITED STATES TITLE ALIX MARIA SPEZIA VS LEON RODEZ TONIGHT COMMERCIAL

Returning from break, we find ourselves focused on legendary announcer Michael Buffer. BUFFER The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Currently in the ring, first from Tampa, Florida… PAUL SCOTT! His tag team partner, from Seattle, Washington… GREG TAYLOR! Both guys wave to the crowd in typical jobber fashion. COACH These guys picked a bad week to sign a match contract, Cole. COLE You’re not kidding. Their opponents are still in a foul mood over what happened last week. “The World is Mine” by David Guetta hits and the LDCMG head to the ring flanked by green and gold spotlights. BUFFER And their opponents, accompanied by LORELEI DECENZO, representing THE ENTERPRISE… at a total combine weight of 430 pounds… COLIN MAGUIRE, JR., SPENCER REIGER… THE LDC MMMOOOONNEYGANG!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" CMJ and Reiger are all business tonight. They enter the ring and pummel their opponents. * DINGDINGDING * COLE And this one’s underway already! CMJ hammers Paul in the corner with Irish uppercuts as Reiger chops Taylor. The LDCMG whip their opponents into each other, and then CMJ executes an HARVARDPLEX, with Reiger following up with a SLINGSHOT DOUBLE STOMP! Standing dropkick sends Taylor into the arms of CMJ for an IRISH SUPLEX! COACH Talk about a public execution. Scott and Taylor are getting killed out there. COLE The LDC Moneygang said nobody would be safe until the tag titles were around their waists. So far they’re living up to their promise. SPIKE REIGER COUNTER leads to the cover. ONE! TWO! THREE!!! * DINGDINGDING * BUFFER Here are your winners, the team of COLIN MAGUIRE, JR. and SPENCER REIGER… THE LDC MMMOOOONNEYGANG!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" But the guys are done yet. Lorelei pulls a pair of GIANT MONEYBAGS to place Scott and Taylor in. COLE Come on now. This is uncalled for. CMJ and Reiger slump the bags over their shoulders and head off backstage. COACH Message sent and received, Cole. The LDC Moneygang mean business. COLE A good start for The Enterprise early on tonight, against less than top competition. COMING UP NEXT WOMEN'S TITLE MORGAN NERDLY VS MELISSA NERDLY NEXT COMMERCIAL

Weird question but what's the set look like, and who's the ring anounncer? Penzer? I'll do Last Kings of Scotland Vs Panic! At the Disco so Vinny is covered, so that probably covers everyone. I may just have to do a syndicated style blurb though.

Well, my kitties?

Melissa Vs Morgan with Holly on commentary. and I think there's supposed to be a US title match, but I dunno if KC's still gonna write it. :sadpatty:

Anyone wanna have a show?

OAOAST Syndicated! With JESSE VENTURA TONY SCHIAVONE LEAD CORESPONDENT TONY BRANNIGAN SIDEKICK MAYA DUNCAN-BLANCHARD AND HOST ALIX MARIA SPEZIA Brought to you by American Express Alix kicked things off with her usual monolouge with such jokes as "A letter penned by George Washington sold for three million dollars to a local art dealer. Just an hour later a letter penned by me sold for a peanut butter sandwhich and an empty drug neddle to a local crackhead" and "The city is planning an action to curb the number of medical marijuana dispensaries, this runs in conjunction to the city's plan to MAKE ME WANT TO KILL MYSELF!" ***French New Wave (Molly and Sophie) Vs Melissa and Malaysia Sophie started with Malaysia and was quickly overpowered by the mighty beauty. Molly faired no better with her much larger sister. Feeling the match was soon to end, Melissa tagged herself in to get some glory and credit for the defeat. Unfortunately she undid Malaysia's hard work by bumbling against Molly and allowing FNW back into the contest. Sophie and Molly took turns working over Melissa, until Reject's girl got Malaysia back into the match. Molly fared a bit better early on, but was brought down by Malaysia's powerful attacks. Eventually Sophie made the hot tag with Molly, and cleaned house (no sexist). Melissa was dealt with easily enough but Malaysia proved a problem for Sophie. However, Molly distracted her with her much loved and much controversial flashing routine (she had a bra on). This attracted Malaysia, was is kind of incestuous if you think about it! Incestuous and hot! Sophie rolled up Malaysia at that point but only got a two! Malaysia took control and hit the Canadian Backbreaker Piledriver for the win. Winner: Malaysia and Melissa, via pinfall Tony Brannigan conducted a podium interview with Team Heyross, Deuce Deuce Bigelow and Jumbo about their tag title match later in the program. Team Heyross said it was their way of thanking Deuce and Jumbo for their support in recent weeks, notably at November Reign, but that friendship would be out the window once the bell rang. Deuce and Jumbo stated they understood and wished Team Heyross the best of luck. In this week’s HOT NEWZ~!, Maggie Nerdly plugged the upcoming New Year’s Spectacular and Anderson Cup. This year’s AC will go back to the 8 team format that started it all, with the following clubs already entered: The Orange County Cobras (2009 AC Champions) LDC Moneygang And a mystery team Then a LDC Moneygang promo aired in which they cried foul about having to win the AC in order to get another tag title shot, again reiterating they’re the uncrowned champs. CMJ ended the promo with a warning to all OAOAST tag teams: “Nobody’s safe until the gold is ours.” It was time for are you smarter than Vinny Valentine, hosted by Maya and featuring Vinny Valentine and OAOAST Super Mark Anthony Laurie. The first question was for Laurie and it was "How do you spell Maya" Laurie got the answer in a matter of seconds, the next question was for Vinny, "How do you think the deadly blast in Multan will effect Pakistani Taliban recuritment in the coming months" Vinny's response, "Isn't Multan a movie about that Disney bird?" Needless to say Laurie was eventually crowned smarter than Vinny Valentine. ***Christian Wright Vs ????*** Wright started the segment by complaining that people were acussing him of facing inferior competition to pad his win streak. The Natural said it was nothing of the sort, he was instead doing his part to help the younger generation make a name for themselves. That "Selfless" reason was the only reason he extended his challenges to the OAOVW superstars. Today's contestant was a stocky ex-football player from Rutgers named "Killer Cam" KC started things off with a flurry of energy battering Wright with powerful punches. The strikes landed with enough force to push CW out the ring in order to regain his breath. KC followed him to the outside, and gave him no moment to call his energy back. KC pounded on Wright without mercy until, a desperate CW slammed his arm against the ring posts. After that Wright took back control of the contest and eventually defeated KC with the Stockmarket Crash. Winner: Christian Wright, via pinfall Post match Wright addressed his WDW Season's Beatings opponent Chris Stevens. He noted that Stevens is a trainer at OAOVW and remarked that he (Wright) was doing more for those kids than Stevens had ever done. Wright claimed he was teaching them better lessons and giving them greater opportunities than Stevens, who had them "mired in the muck of redundancy!" Wright promised the opportunities would be continued and invited all OAOVW students to learn under his tutelage. Alix and sidekick Maya sat down with Sherlock Holmes star Robert Downey Jr. The three talked first about Maya learning to drive, being taught by her dad Ned. Downey Jr joked that the lessons probably consisted of "your father clutching onto the door handle, ready to bail at the first sign of danger, and routinely screaming AHHHHHHHH!" Maya said that was a close impression but the scream was a little bit higher pitched, and her dad liked to try and jump out the window not the door. Alix suddenly wondered why she wasn't casted to play Watson in the movie. Downey Jr. reminded her that Watson is a male character. Alix said that shouldn't matter "CMJ is a guy and he plays somebody's bitch every week on HeldDOWN~!" The Deadly Alliance made their way out, and Reject gloated about the victory at NR, then addressed Leon Rodez, noting that Leon only pinned Alix after he hit his finishing move on her, and that it wasn't his choice to not give him a title shot, but rather Josie Baker's. He says Leon knows he'll never get tired of wiping the mat with his ass. Sandman9000 gets on the mic next, and is decidedly less jubilant, as he challenges Denzel Spencer to a Heartland title match at Season's Beatings, citing that Denzel has never beat him on a level playing field, but rather in multi-man matches. Denzel quickly makes his way out to accept Sandman's challenge, noting that he'd "smoke him like ditchweed", a comment which did not please Sandman. As Denzel was leaving, Alfdogg passed him by on his way out, and noted that while he wasn't giving Leon a shot at his title, there was someone he could give one to. Reject initially refused, and the two went back and forth at each other, until Reject offered him a condition: He would give him a title shot at Season's Beatings if he could assemble a five-man team that could defeat his Deadly Alliance squad on next week's show. Alf agreed to the challenge, with his team to be revealed later. ***One & Only World Tag Team Championship: Team Heyross © vs. Deuce Deuce Bigelow & Jumbo*** Neither team was kidding about friendship being out the window once the match began, as Quentin Benjamin offered Jumbo a handshake but struck him with a spinning wheel kick instead, drawing an early near fall and the ire of Deuce. Tempers flared again when Jumbo reserved a whip and Moss got clubbed from behind by Deuce. He and Jumbo would pummel Moss for the next several minutes. A missed flying head BUTT lead to both teams tagging. Benjamin fought off Jumbo and Deuce until Moss rejoined the action, taking Deuce out with him. The finish came when Benjamin evaded a corner avalanche and muscled Jumbo up for a German suplex. Winners: Team Heyross via pinfall Both teams shook hands after the match. From there we went straight to the interview stage where Tony Brannigan introduced the Can-Am Assassins. Strutter noted how Team Heyross have been "handing out title shots like Tiger Woods is paying off his mistresses!” He continued, “And you know why? They’re hoping somebody knocks them off before stepping in the ring with us at the New Year‘s Spectacular. We’ve said all along they’re scared of the Can-Am Assassins. Not only are we better looking, we’re also the better team. It’s a fact they don’t want revealed in front of a worldwide TV audience, hence all the title matches booked across the country and around the world.” To the Can-Am Assassins surprise, Team Heyross joined them onstage eager to shoot back. "Speaking of facts," Benjamin said, "we've defended the title more times than any other team in OAOAST history. But if you can't wait until the New Year's Spectacular, we've got a date open before then." December 26 WDW's 5th anniversary! “And in case you’re worried about blowing your opportunity,” Moss added, “we’ll still go through with our previously scheduled match at the New Year’s Spectacular.” A pair of cheapshots followed and Team Heyross were left laying on the arena floor. “Season's Beatings!” Strutter quipped to close the show.

Alix can't wrestle because she's the host, but if someone wanted to do a US title match I wouldn't mind, Krista has an arm injury, Moneymaker is supposed to have a shoulder injury to explain his absence, but I assume we wouldn't bother using major characters like those three without asking anyway. CW can wrestle, just not lose to anyone! Anyway it' be a good idea to use the booking thread so we all know who's being used for what. Christian Wright Vs another OAOVW Student

EWC I'll get to your PM soon

Chris Stevens that brings back memories, sweet, sweet memories. So many memories. I'll do Christian Wright Vs Chris Stevens I suppose. Who's announcing the show, Alf? Are you posting it?

But on the real NBA on NBC theme=GOAT TV theme

Not a bad showing, not bad at all.

COLE I understand there's some kind of disturbance going on in the Enterprise dressing room. We have a camera crew on the way so... Here they are. Our cameraman sprints down the halls, screaming and shouting heard in the background. Once they come to the E dressing room we find CMJ and Spencer Reiger trashing the place. Even Lorelei gets in on the act, knocking over a lamp. Reiger spots the camera. REIGER Come here. Naturally our cameraman is hesitant given how emotional CMJ and Reiger are. He doesn't make enough to get beatdown! REIGER I SAID COME HERE, GODAMNIT! Reiger forces the cameraman inside. REIGER Nobody makes a fool out of the LDC Moneygang and gets away with it. So all you people laughing at us now better enjoy it, because as the old saying, "He who laughs last laughs best." And believe me, we'll be laughing straight to the bank with the tag team titles around our waist. CMJ shoves the cameraman out the door and slams it shut. FADE OUT

-OVER 200 COUNTRIES IN 10 DIFFERENT LANGUAGES- -TO MORE THEN TEN MILLION VIEWERS EACH WEEK- -THE OAOAST THE WORLD WIDE LEADER IN PARODY ENTERTAINMENT- We come to the OAOAST Arena With Thanksgiving gone and forgotten, Sofa Central now takes on a delightfuly whimsy holiday theme. Two Menorahs sit at opposite ends of the announce table, and streamers shaped as the star of David glide across the table as well. Fake snow rests around the area, with a glitzy silver christmas tree planted behind the announcing duo. A miniature Santa's Workshop is also set up. "Oh (hey!), I've been travelin' on this road too long Just tryin' to find my way back home But the old me's dead and gone Dead and gone And oh (hey!), I've been travelin' on this road too long Just tryin' to find my way back home But the old me's dead and gone Dead and gone, dead and gone..." “Dead and Gone” morphs into Linkin Park’s Numb as jeers wash over the arena. Making the first superstar apperance of the night is Leon Rodez, clad in black denim, a white t-shirt and a black leather jacket At his side, dutiful and doting is Morgan Nerdly, wearing a red Cardiff sweater and wrecked Hollister jeans. Together they make their way down the ring, with Morgan hurrying to keep pace with Leon. COLE An unexpected way to begin HeldDOWN~! Leon Rodez here and present after picking up a November Reign victory. I can’t say he’s welcome here. But, folks, you certainly are as we close out the year with a bang. Michael Cole here as always with Johnathan "Da Coach" Coachman. Leon darts up the steps and into the ring, where he snatches a microphone from Michael Buffer. LEON Here I am again. I don’t want to be here, and you don’t want me here. As much as you hate me, and as much as I hate you in return, nothing compares to the emptiness I feel over not being world heavyweight champion. “YOU’RE NOT THE CHAMP! YOU’RE NOT THE CHAMP!” LEON You have no idea how much those words sting. “YEAAAAAAAA!” LEON But the fact is I don’t think my world title shot is coming any time soon. I have begged, I have pleaded, and I have humbled myself for men and women who aren’t worth the dirt on my shoe, and I have got nothing in return. No, I take that back I have got something in return. I have watched this poor girl, Morgan Nerdly, be bullied and harassed by Miss Josie Baker and Holly. Morgan lowers her head and nods. LEON I have also seen myself bullied and harassed by not only Josie Baker, but the entire OAOAST front office as well! I can’t explain why I’m yet to receive a match with Reject. I can’t explain why I’m locked out of title matches against a guy yet to have a single title defense. It can only be because I’m despised by everyone. “YEAAAAAAAAAAAA!” LEON What I should do is turn a certain little blond haired girl lose on everyone who seeks to keep me down. But I’m a peaceful man, at heart. But in that heart I have a lot of hatred. Hatred for Alix Maria Spezia. “ALIX! ALIX! ALIX!” LEON Yes, chant her name, chant it all you want. I used to do the same thing, when I tricked myself into thinking I loved her, and she loved me in return. I later realized our love was a lie, and I was strung along like a damn puppet. That was my fate. Now, I have a soul that burns with hatred for her, and I know I’ll never love anyone again. Morgan looks up and offers a surprised frown. LEON Alix Maria Spezia, how can one so obviously oblivious and ignorant cause so damage and destruction to a man’s heart. She skips merrily through life, adored by her hanger ons, mindlessly worship for her sense of humour, elevated to royalty status for her beauty, and destroying any man that’s dumb enough to impede her happy, happy, dance through life. I am a victim of Alix Maria Spezia, teased by her hyper sexuality, brutalized by the only woman I ever truly loved. Again Morgan looks surprised. LEON I guess all of you think she’s the victim here. Her girlfriend laid up with a broken arm, well no one ever asked me about my broken heart when we split up. There wasn’t anyone to rush to my aid when she damaged me. But she’s there to rush to Krista’s aid, and people are there to rush to her aid, people like D*LUX, Alfdogg. Bohemoth….by the way, hope the jaw feels better, big man. “BOOOOOOOOO!” COLE A cheap shot by Leon Rodez, referencing a cheap shot by ThunderKid. LEON I should feel a bit better shouldn’t I? I did captain a team that wiped out her entire sycophant army, and I was the one who pinned her. COLE Thanks to a Eulogy from our world champion Reject. LEON But, I don’t feel any better. I still feel the sting of our relationship and the sting of watching her and Krista humliate myself and others time after time. I feel terrible, and you all love it! “YEAAAAAAAAAA!” LEON Shut up! I realized Alix will keep getting free passes, and dancing along through life, and I’ll still be stuck in this misery. I don’t even have the cold comfort of a championship belt. Not like she does. And that brings me all the way back to my first point. I want my world title, and I want it back right now. Leon pauses to sternly nod his head. LEON I chose Reject for my team, because I knew he could help me get revenge on Alix. But I don’t respect him, I don’t like him, and I’ll never forgive him for denying me my third world title reign. I teamed with Reject, but I despise him and I envy him. I want my world title shot against him. I am demanding a world title match against Reject. I will never be silent until I’m granted that world title match. Do you hear me, OAOAST Marks? I will never be silenced until I get justice! "SHUT THE FUCK UP! SHUT THE FUCK UP! SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Suddenly Josie Baker emerges onto the entrance stage, earning a mixed reaction. JOSIE Hello, Leon. Leon looks both puzzled and annoyed at her arrival. JOSIE Happy to see me? The former world champion looks back at a fuming Morgan and smirks. LEON Keep your distance, Baker, wouldn’t want something to happen to you. There’s certain people I can’t control. JOSIE Using your 5’1 slave as a threat, that’s real manly of you. LEON What exactly do you have to say? If its not about the world title, I don’t want to hear it. JOSIE Lucky for you it is about the world title, and a world title shot. LEON Excellent. JOSIE Not excellent. You’re not getting one! “YEAAAAAAAAAAAAA!” Morgan looks ready to attack, however, Leon holds her back. LEON What are you talking about? JOSIE You’ve burned through your chances, I’m not giving you another one until you prove you deserve one. LEON What more can you want from me? I pinned Alix! JOSIE That’s right, you did. And that should buy you something. How about a US Title Shot? Next week, mainevent of HeldDOWN~! Not quite what you wanted, but it’s a start. LEON No, no, that’s fine. If I can take Alix’s belt, give her some of the misery she’s given everyone else, and THEN get my shot at Reject, I will finally be a happy man. We go to commercial with Leon Rodez left staring stoically at Josie Baker. TONIGHT'S MAINEVENT NUMBER ONE CONTENDER TAG TEAM MATCH CAN AM ASSASSINS VS THE LDC MONEYGANG TONIGHT! COMMERCIAL

BUFFER The following #1 contenders match is scheduled for one fall, with the winner receiving their tag team title shot at the New Year's Spectacular. “The World is Mine” by David Guetta hits and the LDCMG head to the ring flanked by green and gold spotlights. BUFFER Introducing first, representing THE ENTERPRISE and accompanied by LORELEI DECENZO… at a total combine weight of 430 pounds, COLIN MAGUIRE, JR. and SPENCER REIGER… THE LDC MMMOOOONNEYGANG!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" CMJ and Reiger taunt the crowd. COLE Right now let’s take you back to this past Sunday night at November Reign. It was the LDC Moneygang and Can-Am Assassins vs. Team Heyross, Deuce Deuce Bigelow and Jumbo. After jumping to a 4 on 2 advantage, a miscue lead to the elimination of Spencer Reiger. What happened next stunned us all. November Reign Courtesy: OAOAST Home Entertainment COLE The Can-Am Assassins would ultimately go down at the hands of Team Heyross, but they weren’t done fighting yet. The Can-Am Assassins rush the ring as “Tom Sawyer“ plays. COACH They’re not wasting any time, Cole. * DINGDINGDING * The bell sounds as CMJ and Reiger attack the CAA on the way in. Whipped across, the CAA put on the brakes and Strutter hits THE THUNDER BAY THROTTLE on Reiger while Pantera POWERBOMBS CMJ! Strutter covers Reiger. ONE! TWO! THREE!!! "YYYEEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!" *DINGDINGDING* COLE/COACH LORELEI “Tom Sawyer” by Rush cues as the CAA hands are raised. BUFFER Here are your winners and #1 contenders to the One & Only World Tag Team Championship… FELIX STRUTTER, KEN PANTERA… THE CAN-AM ASSASSINS!!! The CAA receive a mix reaction. Strutter wipes the sweat off Pantera’s brow and flicks it at Lorelei. COLE Look at that. Strutter didn’t even break a sweat. COACH I still can’t believe what we just saw. I don’t think the match even lasted 30 seconds. COLE It’ll be anything but sweet dreams tonight for the LDC Moneygang. The Can-Am Assassins are your new #1 contenders. What a match it should be with them and…Deuce Deuce Bigelow and Jumbo? The most decorated tag team in OAOAST history. TEAM HEYROSS Nearly 1,000 lbs of humanity. DEUCE DEUCE BIGELOW & JUMBO The One & Only World Tag Team Titles at stake. TEAM HEYROSS vs. DEUCE DEUCE BIGELOW & JUMBO THIS WEEKEND ON OAOAST SYNDICATED Check local listings for time and date. COMMERCIAL

Backstage Holly, dressed in black denim, combat boots, and a camo top, hovers in front of Josie’s office. HOLLY This is gonna suck. Holly starts to step away from the door. HOLLY Maybe I shouldn’t I don’t wanna hear her shit. Shaking her head, she returns back to the front of the door. HOLLY Ah (beep) it. Its not my (beep) fault anyway. Sighing to herself, Holly pushes her way into the GM’s office. Josie looks up from her Mac Book to see the oft disgruntled wife of Logan Mann. JOSIE Holly! Hey, girl. Holly blinks her surprise. HOLLY Hey, girl? JOSIE What’s going on, girlfriend? HOLLY What the (beep) is wrong with you? Are you on some kind of (beep) up allergy medication? Have you been huffing paint? JOSIE What? No, no, Holly. I’m in a good mood because you and I can celebrate. Holly scoffs at this ascertain. HOLLY Celebrate? What the (beep) is there to (beep) celebrate? JOSIE You put Morgan out the OAOAST! Just like you promised! HOLLY You know damn well- JOSIE Damn well what? That you didn’t do a thing to Morgan all match? That she had you beaten down before my referees stepped in? That you got kicked out your own match and Malaysia had to do mop duty. And a fine job she did, maybe I picked the wrong person to- HOLLY You’re crazy! None of that was my fault. (beep), I had Morgan exactly where I wanted her, and exactly where I need her. But your dumbshit referees got in my way, like always and I couldn’t do anything but scream and shout for them to let me do my job. JOSIE I gave you five of the best female wrestlers in the company! Lorelei, Megan, Malaysia, Melissa, I gave you an army, and you gave me nothing in return. No more chances for you. You’re done. HOLLY I’m done! Oh that’s a load of horseshit! No one else can do what I do to Morgan. They’re all (beep) scared out of their (beep) skin. I’m the only one with any guts to face her. You know that, don’t you? JOSIE I do, I do. I don’t want to do it, but it can’t be helped. You have your third and final chance against Morgan at New Years Spectacular. You fail that, and… Holly waves her hand at Josie, and snickers her disgust. HOLLY I won’t. We cut to the center of the ring where Christian Wright stands, clad in a white dress shirt and grey slacks. “BOOOOOOOOOOOO!” WRIGHT I take it most unkindly that the fete given my person is one of despicable odium! “YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK!” WRIGHT I stand within this athletic institution not a man worthy of thy contemptuousness, but instead a god child well made for profusions of cheers and well wishes. Think me not a malefactor capable of only wrong. Rather behold me as The Centennial Man beholden of opportunities worth their weight in gold! “BOOOOOOOOOO!” WRIGHT By heaven, is this the curse of godliness, to be a receptacle of such malice? We can not all be masters, nor all masters can truly hold immortality. Many a knave, knee-crooked, and doe eyed may wear out a masters time, and shed himself of his bondage, he becoming a master thyself. Tis the reason I in the generosity of my mastership extend the chance of my dethronement to the stars yet born of OAOVW. COLE OAOVW being our development promotion. WRIGHT Bring forth thy youngster who holds faith and will to lay peril and disease upon my undefeated streak. COLE This is certainly unusual, Christian Wright is issuing a challenge to a student in our developmental program. The Feel Good Drag cues, and out from a curtain marches a 6’2, thin, tan, youngster with gelled black hair. He wears red tights, with gatling guns running down the sides. He holds his arms into the air to a mild reception from the fans, but enthuasitiac clapping from Christian Wright. BUFFER Now making his way to the ring, from Biloxi, Missippi, he is OAOVW SUPERSTAR….RYAN GAAAAAATLINGGGGGGG! Gatling enters the ring, and shakes hands with referee Clem Buzzlefoxer and his foe for the night. COLE Ryan Gatling, 27 years of age, former baseball player at the University of North Carolina. He’s considered to be one of the more advanced students in OAOVW, and Jesse Ventura has him marked as a future world champion. DING DING DING COACH The Centennial Man stay keeping it trill. He’s giving shots to bums in the stands, and prodigies from the minor leauges. COLE You could say he’s padding his record by fighting lesser competition. Gatling opens the contest by firing right hands at CW, like a….Gatling gun. Wright seems unfazed by these blows and shoves the youngster away. Gatling then bounds off the ropes, coming back at CW with a lariat. But The Natural ducks low and upends him with a back body drop. Gatling hits the mat hard, and immediately goes tending to his sore back. COACH Already sore and we’re only seconds in. That don’t look so good, kid, take your ass back to Burger King and flip my a whopper jr. Gotta watch my weight. Wright scoops Gatling to his feet, and whips him into the ring posts. He follows in, raising his arms for a lariat. However, Gatling slides out the way. As soon as CW collides with the ring posts, Gatling drags him down with a school boy. COLE Could be it! Could be an upset! ONE! Wright easily pops out the pinfall. Gatling comes to his feet and meets CW with a flurry of elbow strikes. Again these blows do little to harm CW, and he begins battering Gatling with European uppercuts. Gatling tries to fire back with a discus punch, but CW grabs onto his under arms and lifts him into the air. He quickly slams him downward with a sitout powerbomb known as the Wright Off. Referee Buzzlefoxer counts the pinfall… ONE! TWO! THREE! Wright hops to his feet and celebrates hopping on both feet with arms raised. BUFFER Your winner……CHRISTIAN WRIIIIGHTTTTTT! “BOOOOOOOOOOO!” COACH Mark it down, Mikey, The Centennial Man is now at ten straight wins on the quest to one hundred! Groans are induced from the crowd by CW being handed a microphone. WRIGHT From this day forth, I defiantely vow... no man, woman nor beast shall commit thine self to defeat! "BOOOOOOOOOOO!" We fade out on Christian bowing to the less than excited audience. COMMERCIAL

Something with Christian Wright

Decided to hold it off until Sunday given that the PPV just went up

Fun SS match with the Moneygang and company. Team Heyross looked very good here, coming back from 4-2 odds. Well they had some help from CMJ. It should be pretty interesting and exciting where the feud goes between Team Heyross/Can-Am/LDCMG and if Deuce and Jumbo will play any role in it. lol that Heartland title match was a classic for the ages. Pure OAOAST right there. The Thriller bit was probably my favorite part, and the "smoking out" bit was hilarious also, thank god Biff wasn't in the room with them, a superhero would never approve of such actions. Alf did you draw that map or is that an actual real layout? KC did a great job with the graphics and the women's SS match. Megan went down earlier than I expected her to. The pull apart brawl between Holly and Morgan was pretty cool, and allowed the focus of the match to shine on other people for a surprising change. Malaysia looked super strong here, maybe even more dominating than usual. Lots of good working in of the girls' personalities and various character quirks also. All in all a good show!

TV 14 L, V, AND THE BEST MONKEY SEX MONEY CAN BUY! PRESENTED IN HD * 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's shock and delight. THE OAOAST...WHAT THE WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORLD IS READING~! Listen to this song as you read the intro EXT. Castle The caste is age worn, dreary, decrypted and wasted away by years of neglect. Countless vines ensare it, trappig it beneath their thorny underbush. Outside a figure in a black cloak ascends stairs’ who’s stone lies chipped by the cruelty of time. INT. Throne room. The thorn room has been invaded by the relentless assault of cob and spider webs. The throne itself looks nothing more than a rusted, weathered, piece of furniture long overdue for a mercy killing. Sitting inside it, is the broken, destroyed corpse of the once king of the castle. On his head rests a crown, that shines in perfect conditions, and reads “KING MALIBU” The black cloaked figure enters the throne room. Stepping past layers of dust, and schools of rodents he approaches the throne. The figure whips his head back, revealing himself to be none other than OAOAST world champion Reject. The champion forces the crown off Zack’s cropse and lays it atop his head. REJECT This is my November Reign. Spencer Reiger wears the crown. REIGER This is my November Reign. Alix wears the crown. ALIX This is my November Reign. Landon Maddix wears the crown. LANDON This is my November Reign. Holly wears the crown HOLLY This is my November Reign Morgan wears the crown. MORGAN This is my November Reign. The entire OAOAST roster, clad in identical black cloaks stands in front of the castle ROSTER This is our November Reign! REJECT Long live the king. COLE Folks it is electric here in Toronto, Ontario! We hope you had a fantastic Thanksgiving and didn’t get mauled to death on Black Friday, I am Michael Cole this is Da Coach and we are at November Reign. COACH Big matches tonight, Mikey. Huge! COLE You can say that again, let’s get right to one with a SIXTEEN PERSON survivor series match! *DINGDINGDING* As the bell sounds, the teams get together in their corners. Landon leads all seven of his team-mates with a last minute strategy session, while Baron makes it clear he's starting for his team. On the outside, Queen Esther blissfully waves to the crowd. COLE So let's see who's going to start things off out of this mass of humanity. Eventually the other members of each team line up on the apron. Which leaves Baron to starts things off with Lucius Soul. Lucius combs at his fro, while Baron's eyes wander over to Landon, making it clear who he wants. Baron and Lucius eventually lock up and the big Texan muscles Soul back into a neutral corner. LUCIUS Yo, step off me brother! Step off me brother! A clean break doesn't placate Lucius, put out at the fact his 'fro got messed with. He combs it back down, glaring at Baron for daring to touch his hair, before they lock up again. Baron quickly wrings the arm and gives it a couple of tugs, giving Lucius something worth worrying about. First tag is made to bring in Ned, to a cheer. Ned lays into Lucius's arm and takes over with the wristlock. Lucius goes to the gut with a knee though. Dishing out two right hands, Lucius then takes Ned over, making the tag to James Blonde. COLE Plenty of options there to tag here in the early going of this match. But as the eliminations come, this field will whittle down before your eyes. When a man is eliminated, his partner must go too, meaning this first fall will leave one team at an 8 to 6 disadvantage. Blonde tees off on Ned confidently as he comes in. But The Handsome Hustler doesn't stand for that for long. Reaching out for the blonde mane of his fashion conscious opponent, all it takes is one tug from Ned to bring JB down to his knees with a yelp. "HEY! HEY HEY HEY!" Cries of disgust from Blonde's corner rain in, as Ned ignores the referee and makes Blonde suffer a little. COACH Come on! He's treating him like a cheap hooker! COLE .... COACH Not that I'd know anything about that. COLE .... Tag is made by Simon and Blonde takes advantage, scurrying away. In comes Scottish Scott to match up with BOSS. The Scot goes to lock up with Simon, only for Singleton to duck underneath and grab a hold of Scott by the BEARD. "HEEEYYY" The cries are now whines as the hair-based offence continues from the Cobras. Scott catches Simon with a back elbow to free his facial features, before they're torn off. Irish whip sends Simon for the ride, but the well-populated apron saves him as a blind tag is made by Blanchard. Simon manages to slide through Scott's legs to save himself, then uses a quick drop toehold to take Scott down, setting him up for the POINTY ELBOW~! COLE VINTAGE Ned and Simon! Ned covers... 1... 2... No! Ned tries to pull Scott up, but he breaks free and tags in Nathaniel Black. Black comes in and immediately blasts Ned with a European uppercut, which changes the mood in a split second. COLE Here's a man with a lot of frustrations. And eight opponents to take them out on. Backed into a corner, Ned is blasted across the chest with a double palm thrust. And another. Then another European uppercut. All serving to knock the wind out of Ned, while Black walks away and tries a charge. Ned sidesteps in the corner though and Black runs himself into the turnbuckles. Tag is made to MARV, who quickly runs the ropes and nails Black with a running dropkick. Black is knocked back against the ropes behind him, but not down. And he patiently waits for MARV to step his way, before dishing out another European uppercut. COACH Wow, Nat Black, just blasting dudes like... uh... like a European, I guess. With MARV down Landon suddenly makes himself seen amongst his many partners. Eager for the tag, he gets it, despite Black not being eager to tag out. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Landon quickly puts the boots to MARV, stopping for a second to pose for the crowd which almost draws in Baron. Both Blonde and Queen Esther look on with pride as Landon whips MARV to the ropes and delivers a Dropsault! Cover... 1... 2... No! Taking too much time picking MARV up, Landon allows the Edmonton native to crawl through the ropes and apply the tag. Annoyed, Landon turns around INTO A BIG KISS FROM MORACCA!!!!! "YYYYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!" QUEEN ESTHER COACH AAH! COVER YOUR EYES, QUEEN! Unable to stand anymore, James Blonde comes in and peels (ew!) Moracca off of Landon. COLE Jealous much? COACH Hey! Blonde argues with Moracca (quite the task seeing as he speaks no English), while Landon overcomes the horror of what just happened. And he manages to clear the taste out of his mouth. Unfortunately, he does this by spitting, just as Blonde tries to punch Moracca and he ducks. BLONDE UGH! Surprisingly, Blonde isn't honoured to be covered in the phlegm of his leader and wretches it back at Moracca... who ducks again, causing Landon to be hit with the spit! COLE Landon and Blonde getting into some hot spit-swapping action, only here live in the OAOAST! Blonde tries to apologise to Landon, unaware that Mariachi has snuck into the ring. Despite the warnings from their partners. And Los Diablos grab onto the blonde locks of both Landon and Blonde, much to their horror, as their faces are pressed togethe... NO! The Mardi Gras Hellfire Club break up the potential man on mentor action! That draws in The Orange County Cobras, which draws in everyone else, for a MASS brawl!! "YYYYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!" COLE And it did not take long for this one to break down! All sixteen men going at it and good luck trying to control this referee Charles Robinson! The individual brawls spread around the ring and inevitably outside, just a sea of flying fists. Remaining in the ring, Los Diablos lie in wait for Landon and trap him, looking to deliver the Kiss Of Death. However before he can be taken down, Maddix is saved, as Lucius Soul flies in and nails Moracca with the POOOOOUUUUUUNNCCEEEE~!!! That leaves Mariachi still clinging to Landon, easily overpowered and spun into the mat with the Crash Landon '05! COACH Count ref! Pay attention! COLE Pay attention!? There's like 7 different fights going on! The ref finally does turn around to see Landon pinning Mariachi, despite Moracca being the 'legal' Diablo... 1... 2... 3!!! COACH Yeah! Count it! COLE Landon gets the pin, but on the wrong member of Los Diablos! COACH Ah, who cares? They look exactly the same. COLE Because they're Mexican!? COACH No, because they're wearing masks and covered from head to toe in pink lycra. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Eliminated: Los Diablos De Fuego Elimination: Mariachi by Landon Maddix TEAM LANDON 4(x2) TEAM BARON 3(x2) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Landon has the audacity, amongst all this fighting, to celebrate his pinfall win. He doesn't realise that Ned Blanchard has slid back in behind him and announces himself, via a fist to the face! COLE The match continues on regardless and with a 6 to 8 deficit for Ned Blanchard to try and rectify. Irish whip by Ned, setting Landon up for a Powerslam! 1... 2... No! Landon backs into a corner, trying to lure Ned in. But The Handsome Hustler is wise to all Landon's tricks and blocks the attempt at a kick to the gut. The sudden nice-guy act doesn't do Maddix any good either, begging off not an escape route. Ned drops the foot and starts to unload with right hands in the corner. Stomps then work their way in, forcing Landon down against the bottom turnbuckle, covered up as best he can against the boots. COLE Ned stomping an Orange County mudhole in Landon's chest and walking it dry! COACH Do they have mudholes in Orange County? Pulled back up, Landon is whipped to the opposite corner. Maddix gets a knee up on a Blanchard charge though. The brawls on the outside start to break off and the competitors start to get back on the apron, which allows Landon to tag Danny Boy. COLE Here comes Danny Boy, that ought to cheer up Queen Esther... COACH Oh my God, I forgot about the Queen! Is she okay!? She didn't get caught up with any of these fighting brutes, did she!? COLE I'm sure she's fine. Who cares? Back to the match. COACH Who cares!? I oughta slap the shit outta you son, disrespecting a Queen like that! Where are your goddamn manners!? Danny Boy works over Ned, clubbing away at the back. Aiming him off with an irish whip Danny then throws a clothesline, but Ned ducks underneath. Putting on the breaks Ned waits, looking to catch hold of Danny Boy for the Stungun, but Danny Boy puts on the blocks and slams a double axehandle into Ned's back. DANNY BOY *beats chest* COACH Ach aye, Danny! After a couple more double axes, Danny tries to whip Ned again. But this time, Ned counters. Pulling Danny Boy in, Blanchard gets the double leg pick-up, turns 180 and hits the STUNGUN! "YYYEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!" COLE Stungun! And a tag, to Singleton! Simon rushes up the turnbuckles, up top, for the ROCKET LAUNCHER!!! Ned stands guard... 1... 2... 3!!! "YYYYEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!" COLE And just like that we are all evened up! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Eliminated: The Last Kings Of Scotland Elimination: Danny Boy by Simon Singleton TEAM LANDON 3(x2) TEAM BARON 3(x2) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Queen Esther looks distraught, as her Last Kings are sent to the back. So distraught, she can barely look them in the eyes. Nor Ned and Simon, who wave them bye-bye. COLE Great job by the Orange County Cobras. That two man deficit never got a chance to be a factor, Ned got right in there and went right to work. COACH Shame on Danny Boy. Not the performance of Kings, really. Let their Queen down. Regrouping his team, Landon sends Faqu into the ring. COACH Hmm, what was that I just felt being picked up around me. Oh, that's right, BUSINESS! Ned squares up to Faqu, eyeing up the big Samoan... and decides to let Baron Windels have a go. Baron asks Ned what's up and he feigns a sore hamstring, before encouraging Baron to "go get 'em!" COLE So the two big men of the teams, Faqu and Baron. I guess Ned can admit when he's not the bigger man after all. COACH Come on, that was worse than my line! Eye to eye Baron and Faqu staredown, the Samoan growing ever angrier by the second. And he throws a big right. But Baron blocks and slugs Faqu in the jaw! Faqu tries again, but again Baron fires back. Big, Texas sized right hands rock Faqu against the ropes, setting up an irish whip and a dropkick, knocking Faqu off his feet! COLE Wow! Down goes Faqu! Baron quickly covers... 1... 2... No! Wringing the arm Baron controls the wild savage while Tim Cash comes in with an axehandle. Cash bars the arm and brings Faqu down to the mat. An elbow dug in the shoulder has Faqu grunting, which presumably means he's in pain. COLE One of the best technicians in the OAOAST is Tim Cash. And if he can keep Faqu down on the mat he stands a much better chance against him. Into a hammerlock, Cash drops a knee to the arm. Reaching out for a tag Tim then gentlemanly lets Ned Blanchard in on the fun, working the hammerlocked arm with a couple of knees of his own. Another tag then brings Baron in for more of the same. FAQU BLARRHAHARGH! RARRRAAHAHGAH!! COACH I think he's saying that Baron pulled the hair, Cole. COLE He did not! Baron keeps hold of Faqu as he climbs back to his feet. One hard elbow changes that though. Faqu follows Baron over to the ropes and headbutts him in the shoulder, then tries to throw him into the ropes. But Baron hangs on and pulls Faqu in for a Single Arm DDT! With Faqu down, Baron tries a cover... 1... 2... No! Pinning down the arm Baron reaches out for Simon, who comes in off the top with a flying knee to the bad arm! COLE And Baron's team doing a great job of isolating Faqu from his corner and working on that arm. Not the guy you'd expect them to target. COACH Yeah, what good is going after Faqu's arm? You think you're going to make him quit? Simon boots Faqu in the gut as he gets back up and tries an irish whip. Even with a bad arm though, Faqu has the strength to put on the brakes. Instead Faqu throws Singleton into a corner and crushes him with an Avalanche!! "OOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE There's the flaw in Team Baron's plan. Tag is made and as Simon staggers out of the corner, James Blonde runs up the turnbuckles and flies in from Simon's blindside with a knee to the side of the head! Cover... 1... 2... Kickout! Blonde puts the boots to Simon, before dragging him away from outstretched arms of his allies. A scoop and a slam places Singleton in position near the corner. And Blonde heads up the turnbuckles again. This time, from the second rope, he measures with a big right hand... but MISSES the Marty Jannetty Fistdrop, as Simon rolls out of the way! "YYEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHH!!" Rolling to the corner Simon tags in MARV, who comes in swinging. Unloading with right hands MARV runs through Blonde and takes a swing at Lucius and Rico on the apron as well. Blonde tries to take advantage of the lapse in concentration by cutting MARV off with a clothesline, but MARV ducks underneath and comes back at JB with a Running Hurricanrana! COLE The pace is picking up with The Christ Air Express! Blonde takes another wild swing at MARV and gets caught with a schoolboy... 1... 2... NO! MARV tries to charge at Blonde again, but this time The Trendsetter gets an elbow up to block. Blind tag is made to MEL though. And as Blonde charges, MARV leapfrogs, putting Blonde right in the path of a Flying Crossbody from MEL!! 1... 2... NO! COLE Teamwork like you're only going to see from MARV and MEL! COACH Yeah, but that doesn't make it any more legal. MEL quickly tries to whip Blonde to the ropes. But Blonde reverses... and with the referee busy putting MARV back on the apron, Landon Maddix takes advantage with a knee to the back!! COLE HEY! From the outside, Maddix! Stricken, MEL pulls up and falls prey to Illegally Blonde!! 1... 2... 3!!!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" COLE And thanks to an assist, Blonde picks up the fall! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Eliminated: The Christ Air Express Elimination: MEL by James Blonde TEAM LANDON 3(x2) TEAM BARON 2(x2) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Queen Esther applauds the ingenuity of Landon, who smirks at the fans whilst trying to look nonchalant. So nonchalant that he doesn't notice James Blonde celebrating. And as Blonde tries to get Landon's attention, he doesn't pay enough to Tim Cash, in from behind with an O'Connor roll! 1... 2... 3!!!! "YYYYYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!" Horror-stricken, Blonde sits on his knees with his hands on his head as finally, Landon turns around, to see that his team's advantage lasted even less time than their first one! COACH OH NO! COLE Blonde caught napping! And we are all evened up again! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Eliminated: James Blonde and Faqu Elimination: James Blonde by Tim Cash TEAM LANDON 2(x2) TEAM BARON 2(x2) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A despondant Blonde leaves, trying desperately to apologise to Landon at the same time. Meanwhile Nathaniel Black comes in to duke it out with Cash. COLE Looks like it's bed without dinner for James Blonde tonight! Maybe a few minutes on the naughty step! Blonde continues to plead for forgiveness as he and Faqu are ejected. Back in the ring, Black takes over on Cash with a series of European uppercuts and sends him to the ropes. Black aims for the midsection with a low headbutt, but Cash goes up and over with a sunset flip... 1... 2... No! Rolling through, Black takes the legs, looking for a crab hold. With a twist of his body Cash is able to escape, sending Black for a spin as well. Quick tag and Baron Windels comes in, going to work on Black with his Texas sized right hands and a couple of Cowboy Bebop elbows thrown in for good measure. Whipped from corner to corner, Black is set up for the flying BUTT bump of Futuramatude, but moves out of the way. He quickly tags Lucius, who tries to take advantage of Baron's rest in the corner with a Yakuza Kick... but Baron moves out of the way! COLE Ooh, and Lucius gets crotched! COACH That's okay. That's not going to hurt a stone cold pimp like Lucius! Once he's able to drag himself off the ring ropes, Lucius turns around and gets nailed with a clothesline. Baron tags in Simon and slams Lucius, for Simon to come off the top with a Flying Kneedrop! Cover... 1... 2... No! Lucius rolls away and tries to catch Singleton with a backhand slap, but Simon ducks. A boot to the gut doubles Soul up. Off the ropes Simon then delivers a running kneelift, carrying on off the ropes looking for a clothesline. Lucius avoids him with a leapfrog though, then delivers a Bicycle Kick to Simon as he comes back! COACH YEAH~! COLE What a shot, right to the BUTT of the jaw with that boot. Tag is made to Rico, who strokes down the porn 'stache and delivers the big legdrop, pinning Simon down... 1... 2... No! Rico slaps on a chinlock, trying to keep Simon from his corner. COLE It's an interesting line-up we're left with. The eight man tag team champions trimmed in half and Citizen Soldiers side by side with Simon and Ned, who've been far from good citizens in the past. But they're trying to get behind Simon right here. Fighting back to his feet, Simon goes to the ribs with an elbow. A second. And a third. Simon then tries to whip Rico to the corner, but the Brazilian reverses, only to miss with a clothesline in the corner! Simon tags Rico with a couple of right hands, then quickly tags in Ned. The Handsome Hustler comes in swinging, unloading on Rico, then on Lucius who tries to enter the ring illegally to help his partner. COLE And the old bitter feelings are beginning to spill over between the Cobras and the Hellfire Club! Ned and Simon tee off on Lucius and Rico respectively, all four men in the ring as their partners look on from the apron. Double irish whips set up the Mardi Gras duo for a double BAAAAACK bodydrop! "YYYEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHH!!" COACH Come on ref, get some control up in this place! With Lucius hurt and rolling out of danger, Rico is left two on one. Simon and Ned set him up, signalling to the crowd that it's time for a special Double Feature. Together they send the Brazilian to the ropes... and deliver the Double Feature Flapjack, not realising that Landon had snuck out a hand while their heads were down. Ned goes for the cover, but the referee refusing to count. COLE I think a tag was made! Rico's not the legal man! Cussing out the referee, an unsuspecting Ned gets up from the cover. And on one knee, he's BLASTED in the face with a Superkick! "OOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" With Ned rocked, Landon quickly picks him up and delivers the GTS, while Black plays blocker, keeping Baron and Cash from getting in... 1... 2... 3!!!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" COLE Oh man! The Cobras are gone and it's four on two... I don't think Ned has any idea what hit him! COACH A classic misdirection play! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Eliminated: Orange County Cobras Elimination: Ned Blanchard by Landon Maddix TEAM LANDON 2(x2) TEAM BARON 1(x2) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Too little too late, but Baron manages to muscle his way past Black and into the ring, to start unloading on Landon with right hands! "YYYEEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!" The crowd go wild as Landon is pounded senseless, but are left deflated when Black finally cuts Baron off from behind. Black clubs away on Baron, until Tim Cash comes to the rescue and peels Black away. As they do battle, Landon waves for the Mardi Gras Hellfire Club, who quickly aide La Cucaracha in a 3 on 1 beating of the big Texan. COLE Okay, it's four on two, but that's no excuse for this kind of numbers advantage. You're telling me the referee can spot that blind tag, but he can't see that there's six men in the ring? COACH He sees it. He just can't do anything about it. COLE ...that's just as bad! Baron ends up being kicked to the arena floor and his three attackers follow him outside, which at least solves Cole's problem. In the ring, Cash and Black exchange forearms, with the Brit getting the better of it. He delivers a European uppercut, putting Cash on the backfoot. Off the ropes Black then looks for a big Lariat, but Cash spins around the back, into a Backslide! 1... 2... NO! Rolling to his feet, Black grabs Cash and tries to cross the arms for the Brittania Bomb. Cash spins out before that can happen, leaping up to crack Black with a quick Enziguri! The Brit wobbles, but doesn't go down. So Cash quickly climbs to the top rope. Black manages to shake the effects of the kick off, but not in time to prevent Tim coming off the top with a Missile Dropkick! COLE Here we go, Tim's got him, he's got him! 1... 2... KICKOUT! Tim holds his head in his hands, but doesn't even think of complaining about the count. Meanwhile, on the outside, Baron is fighting back on all three of his opponents. Teeing off on Rico and Lucius, he dishes out right hands, alternating between the two. But in doing so, he loses sight of Landon Maddix, who has bailed to consort with Queen Esther. And before Baron knows what's happened, he's laid out, struck in the back of the head with the SCEPTER!! COLE LOOKIT... THE SCEPTER! COACH And the referee didn't see a thing! Brilliant! COLE Baron is knocked OUT, what is that thing made of!? With Baron KOed, Cash is all alone, but catches a break on Black with a double leg trip allowing him to slap on the MIDWEST SLING! No danger of Black submitting though, as Lucius slides in and blasts Cash with a boot to the side of the head! COLE And now, it's four on one! Five if you count Queen Esther! Ridiculous! With Landon standing back and looking on proudly, The Mardi Gras Hellfire Club pick Cash back up. Queen Esther cheers her knights on, as they set Tim up. Rico lifts him over the shoulders, as Lucius comes off the turnbuckles with the MOUSTACHE RIDE/SWINGING DDT COMBO!!!! "OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" COACH Spiked him! With Cash motionless, Landon strolls over and kneels down on Cash's chest, with a huge grin on his face. COLE Oh come on! 1... 2... 3!!!! QUEEN ESTHER YAAAAAY!! *DINGDINGDING!* The Queen jumps for joy, clapping her hands, as Landon stands up as nonchalantly as he had gotten down. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, your winners and sole survivors... THE MARDI GRAS HELLFIRE CLUB... and, NATHANIEL BLACK and LANDON MADDIX!!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" COLE And after all that, Landon had to get the glory. Gimme a break. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Eliminated: Citizen Soldiers Elimination: Tim Cash by Landon Maddix SOLE SURVIVORS: MARDI GRAS HELLFIRE CLUB, LANDON MADDIX and NATHANIEL BLACK ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Queen climbs into the ring to join the celebrations, as Landon shares a handshake with both Rico and Lucius on a job well done. As she skips into the ring Queen Esther is then taken by the hand by Landon, who kisses the hand and raises it in victory. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" COACH Bravo! Bravo! COLE Oh, please. This is sickening. Landon, the Queen and her Hellfire Club continue to lord it over everybody in the ring, with Black happy to have won too, but not one for 'lording it'. Or 'happiness', really.

DING DING DING Both teams engage in a bit of conferencing and strategy. Alix and Alf seem to be offering words of encouragement, whereas Leon and Reject are issuing direct orders. Either way one fan displeased, “HEY SHIT BRAINS! IF I WANTED TO SEE A GAY ORGY, I’D GO TO A NURSING HOME AND MAKE 5 OLD CRIPPLES WHEELCHAIR FUCK. GET TO WORK!” That comment hurries things along, as Tyler starts against his team and the world champion goes for his. Both men circle each other with Tyler holding a serious look and Reject merely grinning. After several seconds of pacing, the two come together in the center of the ring for a lockup. “REJECT SUCKS! REJECT SUCKS! REJECT SUCKS!” While the audience taunts the champion, the man himself tightens Tyler into a headlock. He wrenches and torques on the neck, smiling brightly as he does so. His pleasant state doesn’t last long as Tyler attempts to shove him into the ring ropes. But Reject drops to his knees and holds firm on the hold. He then flips Tyler forward, locking him down on the mat. Tyler struggles to be free, but finds little reprive from Reject. “LET’S GO TYLER! LET’S GO TYLER! LET’S GO TYLER!” the crowd sings. Tyler draws strength from the audience chants, and begins to find the will to push upwards. Reject tries his hardest to hold him down, but Tyler forces with all his might. Now standing he pushes the world champion into the ropes. A blind tag is made by Synth, but this does little to help Reject as he’s overtaken by a leg lariat! There’s little time for celebration as Synth clubs Tyler from behind as he begins to rise. He then grabs onto his forearm, and roughly throws him into the ropes. Synth lowers his head, assuming the boyband hottie will leapfrog him. But Abdul Jabbar has an error in judgement, as Tyler’s return sees him punt Synth in the chest. The Rocker rockets upwards, clutching onto his sore pecs. But he leaves himself defenseless and Tyler is able to attack him with a jumping lariat! “YEAH-UH!” he shouts to a grand response from the fans. Another powerful cheer comes from the stands when Tyler reaches to his side and makes the tag with Alfdogg. COLE Two time world champion, Alfdogg, entering the ring. There isn’t much in the OAOAST that this man hasn’t done. Alfdogg enters the ring and is immediately pounced upon by Synth. The three time tag team champion hits him with all the might and power in his body. The punches cause Alf to seek a retreat, but his only escape is to a neutral corner. There Synth traps him on the ringposts and ascends the ropes, in order to headbutt Alf! COLE I say it everytime and its worth repeating, I don’t know how Synth gets away with wearing snowboarding goggles to the ring, and then using them as weapons. Am I the only one who sees this? But Synth’s attack does not go exactly to plan; Alf gathers up a rush of strength and uses it to powerbomb Abdul Jabbar into the canvas. On the outside Abdullah Abir Nerdly is overpowered by dread and worry for his disciple. He watches on in horror as referee Earl Hebner counts the pinfall…. ONE! TWO! Reject breaks up the pinfall, and then quickly scuttles away from an enraged Alf. Seething, Alf tries to chase down Reject, but he’s held back by Hebner in an effort to keep the peace. Behind this scene, Synth slinks his way to his corner and applies the tag to ThunderKid. The Green Bay native enters the ring with intentions of ambushing Alf. But as he charges forward, Alf becomes aware of his foe’s position and turns around to lacerate TK with a diving lariat! The fans celebrate with joyous cheers as TK is left writhing in pain on the canvas. Alf doesn’t help his situation any when he begins stomping at TK’s arm. He then lifts his former friend off the canvas and wrenches on a now sour arm. TK squeals in pain, and barely can suppress an urge to tap when Alf traps him inside a standing arm bar. “ALF! ALF! ALF! ALF!” the fans sing. Alf gives them much more to cheer about as he shoves TK arm first against the turnbuckle posts. The Deadly Alliance member stumbles forward, walking straight into Alf’s arms. Alf pauses for a few seconds, before hurtling TK across the ring with a belly to belly overhead suplex. Fortunately for TK he lands near his corner, and is able to make a desperation tag to Logan Mann. Less fortunate is Logan, who bears witness to Alf tagging Bohemoth! “YEAAAAAA!” the fans scream while Logan’s eyes go wide with terror. He makes a hasty attempt to tag out the ring,. But before he can get any one to assist him, the giant mastadon is upon him! Bo wraps his mammoth hands around Mann’s neck and throws him into a neutral corner. Mann’s body sags against the ring posts and its soon battered by punches from the giant. COACH Man, Logan picked a bad time to get into this match. This almost isn’t fair! Bo backs away from Mann and wildly beats his chest with his fists. This psyches the crowd up and they cheer him on as he rush at Mann. He strikes The Rocker directly in the chest with a powerful lariat. Mann stumbles out the corner, exhausted and wounded. As such he’s easily victimized by the sidewalk slam Bo nails him with. Hebner gets on his knees to count the ensuing pinfall… ONE! TWO! Once again TK is there to break up the pinfall! Bo gives chase to TK, but he remains elusive by scurrying out the ring. Less than pleased, Bo takes his frustration out on a now standing Mann by running bim down with a lariat! Bo then stomps the ground, psyching both himself and the audience up. He picks up Mann and sends him running to the ropes. There Reject makes a blind tag. This helps Mann not one bit; Bo raises him high into the air then nearly puts him through the mat with a deadly spinebuster! “YEAAAAAAAAAAAAA!” Amidst the celebration over Bo’s impressive tactics, Reject has climbed atop the third rope. The Bronx favorite son flies off his nest with an axe handle smash aimed at Bo’s back. But The Meterosexual Monster whirls around and catches Reject across his arms. COLE Could there be an Erotic Awakening coming up? I feel something awakening deep within my loins! TK has different plans than Bo and pulls out a key item in their execution, a roll of quarters. While Mann distracts the referee with one of his famous rants, TK leans over the ropes and uppercuts Bo with a fist full of rolled up quarters! Bo timbers over like a massive redwood, and falls to the ground with blood pouring out as if a dam broke. COLE Good god! A recovered and very thankful Reject makes a desperation pin… ONE! TWO! THREE! “BULLLSHIT! BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT!” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ELIMINATED: Bohemoth By Reject Remaining on Team Alfix- Alix,Alf, Tyler, Shayne ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ COLE Absolutely absurd, Bo is out this match and out cold because ThunderKid hit him with a roll of quarters. A roll of quarters! How the hell does he even get that to the ring? COACH It ain’t ThunderKid’s fault that Hebner forgot to pat everybody down before this match started. COLE But it is ThunderKid’s fault that he has zero class or sportsmanship. Bo’s going to give him some payback one day. I’m sure of it. TK accepts gracious pats on the back from The Rockers, as Shyane Brave rushes into the ring for the first time today. Shayne instantly lunges for Reject, but the world champion strikes like a snake, leaping upwards for a Euology! Yet somehow, Brave finds a way to counter the lethal finisher by shoving Reject away. Reject lands against the ropes, caught off guard and off balance. Because of this Brave assumes he’ll easily be able to knock him over the ropes. But his assumption proves incorrect; Reject ducks down and uses Shayne’s momentum to flip him over the ropes! The stud from Detroit succeeds in landing on his feet. But he’s promptly taken off those very same feet all due to a running boot from TK! COLE I think someone needs to keep ThunderKid in check. He’s more than just a nuisance; he’s downright dirty cheat! If I didn’t have this sore shoulder, I’d beat his ass myself! Reject bundles Shayne back into the ring and makes a pinfall…. ONE! TWO! A kickout by Shayne allows his team to breathe several sighs of relief. This comfort does not last long, however, all due to Reject grabbing onto Shayne’s leg and twisting him over into a boston crab. Shayne screams out in pain and reaches for the ropes. His hand gets within inches of the cable, but Reject quickly yanks him away to the center of the ring. “LET’S GO SHAYNE! LET’S GO SHAYNE! LET’S GO SHAYNE!” the audience bleats, lead on by Tyler and Alix. The encouragment from teammate and audience alike provides Shayne with the willpower and strength to roll over and kick Reject away. He struck Reject with such force that the world champion is pushed into a corner. Shayne runs after him, but Reject steps forward with a lariat. Shayne uses his agility roll beneath it and uncurl by leaping to the second rope. Before Reject can get a bead on him, Shayne is dragging him down to the canvas with a bulldog! The fans cheer and applaud as Shayne hooks onto Reject’s leg for a cover… ONE! TWO! ThunderKid breaks up another pin. COLE In the words of Charlie Brown “Good Grief!” Reject rolls to his feet and is thrown under fire from Brave. Despite the fast firing blows, Reject is able to comeback with furious right hands of his own. But Shayne continues to chip away at his defenses. As such Reject sinks to the lowest level with a blatant lowblow on the youngster. As Shayne is crippled by the cheap shot, Reject hobbles his way to his corner and applies the tag with Logan Mann! Shayne’s archrival, pounds away at his face with vicious left hands that stagger the Detroiter. Having weakened Shayne with those blows, Logan bounces himself off the ropes. Nearing Shayne, he strides forward and flips him over with a running neckbreaker. Quickly Logan returns to his feet, and drops a knee across Shayne’s neck. Logan continues to apply the pressure as he wraps Shayne up inside a reverse chinlock. “Come on Logan, make ‘em tap!” Reject screams from his corner, as his co-captain Leon Rodez looks on with disinterest. COLE Leon Rodez playing the role of almost an outside observer, same for Alix Maria Spezia, and its there feud that spawned this very mainvent matchup. Logan wrenches and grinds on Shayne’s neck causing terrible pain to the love object of girls everywhere. They try to rally Shayne with chants, but Mann remains firm in his grip. Shayne tries his hardest to fight out the hold, and uses every bit of strength in his body to begin a push upright. Despite Logan’s strong efforts to hold him down, Shayne manages a rise to his feet. There he begins ripping elbows into Mann’s stomach. They land with enough force and enough power to win his freedom. He earns a measure of revenge on Logan by wrapping his arms around Logan’s head and taking him for a nauseating ride with a Tornado DDT! As his team applause his work, Shayne crawls to his corner and takes in Alix. “YEAAAAAAAAAAAAA!” the fans scream, as suddenly Leon looks interested in this contest. Wasting no time with requests or orders, Leon slaps Logan’s back and tags himself into the contest. The fans murmur with anticipation, eager to see this heated showdown between Alix and Leon. The two former lovers come together in the center of the ring where they lock cold eyes in a firey staredown. “LET’S GO ALIX! LET’S GO ALIX! LET’S GO ALIX!” Leon has enough of trading furious glares and attempts to take Alix by surprise with a punch. But the Hollywood Bad Girl blocks his fist and headbutts him in the nose! Leon takes a wild swing at Alix, but the US champion ducks behind him and dropkicks him in the back of the head. He staggers forward, but quickly rights his course to take a run at Alix. But the brunette beauty is ready for his arrival and upends him with a diving hip toss. “YEAAAAAAAAA!” For whatever reason Alix decides to whop like an Indian and does a funky rain dance around Leon’s body. Completing her native American attack the Latina babe drops a tomahawk chop across Leon’s throat. As the fans continue to root her, she scoops Leon off the canvas and throws him at the ropes. She then runs in the opposite direction and pushes herself off the ropes. Returning towards Leon she leaps forward and strikes him in the face with her rear end! Landing on her feet, she immediately spanks her fine ass. Enticed by this gesture, Synth attempts to enter the ring but is held back by referee Hebner. This allows Tyler to sneak into the ring Together he and Alix hook their arms around Leon’s neck. Seconds later they leap forward and crack his neck with a devastating double side effect. “Yippe!” Alix shouts, “That was fun-fun-fun, let’s go get ice cream!” “We still have to finish the match.” Tyler replies. “Super-duper-mega bummer!” Taking her frustrations out on Leon, Alix grabs him by his slick black hair and brings him off the canvas. She tosses him into the corner, and follows up with a knee strike directly into his face. He tries to stagger away, but Alix keeps him locked down with a side headlock. “ARF! ARF! ARF!” she yips before she leaps forward and drives Leon’s head into the mat with a bulldog. She then runs the ropes, and cartwheels back in order to land an elbow across Leon’s face. A pinfall follows…. ONE! TWO! ThunderKid makes the save once more for Team Leject. COLE Alright, this is insane. He’s spent more time illegally in this match, then he has spent legally. “JESUS HATES YOU! JESUS HATES YOU!” the audience sings to TK, oddly lead on by Maya. Meanwhile Alix attempts to irish whip her former lover. But Rodez reverses the hold and sends Alix into the ropes. There Tyler Bryant makes a blind tag to bring himself into the ring. Leon throws a lariat at Alix, but misses wildly and she slides out of the ring to escape him. Rodez considers following, but he can’t make any move as Tyler wraps him up in a school boy. ONE! TWO! TK is there with another timely save. COLE That’s it, I’m just gonna keep quiet. COACH Finally! Leon rolls to his feet, and quickly makes the tag with Synth. Spurred forth by Abdullah’s encouraging words Synth runs at Tyler with a raised knee. But the teenage hunk avoids the attack by leaping up and striking Synth with a dropkick! Synth hurriedly climbs to his feet, but is thrown under pressure by Tyler Bryant’s forearm strikes. “WE LOVE TYLER! WE LOVE TYLER! WE LOVE TYLER!” Ending his parade of punches, Tyler grabs onto Synth’s arm and uses it to toss him towards a netural corner. Tyler runs full speed after him, but carries himself into the raised elbow of Abdul Jabbar. As Tyler clutches his pained face, Synth elevates himself onto the second rope. He says a brief muslim prayer, and with gifts from Allah he jumps towards Bryant. But The Tremendous One has a sudden recovery and flips Synth to the canvas with a powerslam. The referee counts the resulting pinfall as the fans continue to cheer Tyler… ONE! TWO! Unsurprisingly, TK breaks the pinfall with a boot to the back of Bryant’s head. Perhaps more disturbing is that TK remains in the ring. He pulls Tyler up by the scruff of his neck, and then traps him inside a front facelock. He shows a small smile towards his former mentor Alfdogg, before throwing himself backwards and nailing Bryant with the Thunderbolt DDT! The fans are beside themselves in anger, but can only watch helplessly as Synth scurries atop Tyler for a pin… ONE! TWO! THREE! “BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” COLE Simply unbelievable. ThunderKid, the thief in the night, striking like lightening. Could’ve broken Bohemoth’s jaw, and now has robbed Team Alfix of another member. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ELIMINATED: TYLER BRYANT BY: SYNTH ABDUL JABBAR REMAINING TEAM MEMBERS ON TEAM ALFIX: Alix, Alf, Shayne Brave ~~~~~~~~~~~~~` Without a second of hesitation, Alfdogg enters the ring and waves on the opposing team. Now with some arrogance in his step, Synth agrees to engage in a lockup. The two men struggle to out power the other, each equally matched in strength and skill. But soon enough, Synth begins eeking closer to victory: he slowly pulls Alf towards Team Leject’s corner. But, Alf is wise to these tricks, and uses his technical skills to suddenly drag Synth inside a rollup! ONE! TWO! Synth’s pushes himself out the pinfall, and stares at the referee as though he can’t believe a pin was even attempted. He rises to his feet, and is met with a hard knife edge chop from Alfdogg. The attack lands with so much power and force that it forces Synth to fall against the ropes. He doesn’t remain there very long however, as Alf whips him to opposite ropes. The cables spew Synth back towards Alf, and he’s taken off his feet with another lethal knife edge chop! A pinfall soon follows…. ONE! TWO! Kickout! Alfdogg attempts to pull Synth towards his feet, but The Rock N Wrestling legend breaks the grip and hammers Alf in the gut with his powder white boot. He then grabs onto Alf’s curly blond hair and throws him backwards with violent force. Alf’s head bounces off the canvas like a tennis ball, and pain spreads across his face. Synth smiles at Alf’s troubles as he tags in his best friend Logan Mann. “NACHO MANN! NACHO MANN! NACHO MANN!” COACH Will the clever witticisms of the OAOAST Marks ever cease? Logan climbs to the top rope, and spreads his wings. From there he falls forward and bashes Alf chest with a diving headbutt. A cover is made as the heels cheer on Logan… ONE! TWO! Alf gets his shoulder off the canvas. He slowly rolls to his feet, but finds himself under attack by The MACHO Macho Mann. Alf fights back, landing enough powerful blows to trap Logan inside an inverted facelock. COLE What’s coming up from the OAOAST Legend? The answer? Not a whole lot, as Logan easily knees his way to freedom. With Alf stunned Logan leaps forward and wrenches Alf’s neck with a twisting neckbreaker. ONE! TWO! Alf comes up with another amazing kickout. “ALF! ALF! ALF!” “I agree that show did rock!” Alix comments very enthused. Both competitors get to their feet with Alf drawing first blood with a spinning back fist that lands against Mann’s chin. Alf then tries a belly to belly overhead suplex, but Logan blocks the attack. Stubborn till the very end, Alf tries once more. This time Logan powers Alf to the ground with a double leg takedown. Nodding towards his team, Mann bridges backwards and slingshots Alf towards the nearest corner. Fortunately. Alf succeeds in landing easily atop the second turnbuckle. Mann fails to realize this, as he rises with a cocky expression. He’s made aware of Alf’s position far too late as Alf comes off the second rope with a cross body block! The referee counts the resulting pinfall as soon as the two warriors touch the canvas…. ONE! TWO! THREE! “YEAAAAAAAAAAA!” comes the noise of a surprised audience. Equally surprised is Logan Mann who throws a frenzied temper tantrum on his way out of the ring. After acquiring a steel chair he demands to be let back into the ring. Fortunately ringside security is there to escort him away, before any damage can be done. COLE How about that? The old Dogg pulling out some new tricks here at November Reign. ELIMINATED: LOGAN MANN BY: ALFDOGG REMAINING TEAM MEMBERS ON TEAM LEJECT: TK, RODEZ, REJECT, SYNTH TK runs into the match and lariats a celebrating Alfdogg from behind. COLE Who else but ThunderKid? ThunderKid screams for Alf to get back to his feet, promising a severe blood letting for all to see. Alf gets to his feet, but doesn’t answer TK’s challenge. Instead he tags in Alix to a gigantic pop. “I’m gonna wack you good!” She promises to TK. Alix makes good on that guarantee, by running through TK with a diving forearm. COLE Alright! Take it to him! COACH Mikey, could you pretend to be objective? COLE He could’ve broke Bohemoth’s jaw. Screw objectivity! TK is back to his feet, staggering but still throwing hands. His punches miss their mark by wide margins and Alix is able to take him off his feet with a dropkick. The fans cheer Alix’s showing, while TK grumbles to himself as he climbs off the mat. Alix seizes hold of him, and then irish whips him into a near corner. “Ooooh I’m gonna kick you in the spleen!” Alix shouts. “Spleen?” Alf wonders. Showing her lack of understanding for the human anatomy, Alix rams TK in the stomach with a shoulder block. Either way this causes the trickster from Green Bay to sag down to the canvas and lean against the bottom ropes. “What time is it?” Alix shouts to the fans. “YEAAAAAAAAAA!” “No seriously what time is it? I need to use my phone to set my DVR for John and Kate. On this episode the kids stage a coup d’etat and sacrifice their parents in the town square!” Alix leaves her DVR issues behind and runs towards TK. Much to his delight, she lands across his face with a bronco buster! Alix furiously bucks and grinds against TK’s face, bringing him an eternity’s worth of pleasure. Alix herself is enjoying things a weeeee bit too much Alix dismounts and pulls TK to his feet and slaps him across the face! “That’ll teach you to let me bounce my kitty kat on your face and make me enjoy it, jerkface!” “OHHHHHH!” the fans are amazed by Alix’s show of disrespect. Angered, TK rifles a haymaker at Alix. But the California cutie ducks behind TK, and hooks onto his arms. With minimal struggle she’s able to brig him down with a backslide! ONE! TWO! A kickout by TK! “BOOOOOOOO!” TK heads upright, and finds himself back on the attack thanks to a pair of elbows against Alix’s skull. He cocks his arm back as far as it can go and then roars forward to blast her with another elbow strike. Alix staggers backwards into the ropes, knocked loopy from the powerful shot. Thankfully for her, Shayne Brave tags himself into the contest. TK, however, is unaware of this and keeps his focus on Ally, taking her down to the canvas with a side belly to belly suplex. But as he returns upright, Shayne’s clamps down on his head. Having no time to defend himself, TK is violently flung over by the Shaynedrop! “YEAAAAAAAAA!” the audience pops for Shayne’s snapmare driver. Shayne follows up with a pinfall… ONE! TWO! THREE! “YEAAAAAAAAAAA!” COLE FINALLY! FINALLY! The nuisance that is ThunderKid is gone! ~~~~~~~~~~~ ELIMINATED: THUNDERKID BY: SHAYNE BRAVE REMAINING TEAM MEMBERS ON TEAM LEJECT: RODEZ, REJECT, SYNTH ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ While TK is rolled out the ring, Synth is running into it. He comes darting at Shayne with a polish hammer. But Shayne grabs him upon his arrival and rolls him into an inside cradle! ONE! TWO! A kickout by Synth. While Abdul Jabbar catches his breath, Brave moves to his corner and tags Alfdogg. The fans put out another grand cheer for the OAOAST Legend. Alf wastes no time in taking the fight to Synth, battering him in the corner with vicious knife edge chops. COLE Best in the business! Synth shoves Alf away out of desperation. But he gets little reprive, as Alf promptly comes rushing back towards him. The devout spiritualist raises his boot and catches Alf in the face. The legend stumbles backwards, allowing Synth to throw him to the ground with a running lariat. As soon as Alf hits the canvas, Synth is on top of him for a pinfall…. ONE! TWO! Alf with the kickout! Synth stomps at Alf before he drops downwards and wraps his strong legs around Alf’s torso. The bodylock becomes an instant torture for Alf as his ribs and breathing are now constricted. Synth and his team yell for Alf to submit. However the two time world champion refuses to do just that, and fights vigorously to be rid of the hold. His perseverance quickly pays off, as he’s able to shift his body towards a position that faces Synth. There he succeeds in grabbing onto Synth’s legs, and slowly begins twisting his way upright to set up the sharpshooter! Synth is deliriously frightful of that hold, and thrashes at Alf. Thanks to this maniac movement, Synth is able to avoid Alf’s match ending submission. Not wanting to be put in that same position again, Synth scrambles to his corner and applies the tag with Leon Rodez. The audience, as you can imagine, is severely angered to see the former Grand Rapids Golden Child. Alf immediately pounces upon Leon as his feet touch the ring mat. But, Leon is ready for Alf and beats him back with overhand rights. Alf refuses to give up, and comes right back at Leon. But Rodez grabs onto Alf and flips him backwards with an Exploder Suplex! The fans are none to happy to see that devastating move, and boo while Synth and Reject applaud. COACH Two former world champions going at it. It don’t get much better than this, Mikey. COLE And you can only see it on the OAOAST! Leon grabs onto Alf’s thick curly hair and begins pulling him back upright. Despite feeling the effects of the exploder suplex, Alf continues to fight back against Rodez. This doesn’t please the former tag team champion and he knocks Alf back down to the canvas with a knee to the face. Rodez follows that move up with a leaping elbow strike onto Alf’s neck. Having had his thrill for now, Leon retreats to his corner to tag Synth. COLE Synth certainly getting his workout, and earning his paycheck tonight. He’s the go to guy with ThunderKid finally banished to the back. I still can’t get over the lack of respect ThunderKid showed by hitting Bo in the jaw with a roll of quarters. We still don’t even have an update on Bo’s condition. COACH Will you quit whining about that? Synth climbs atop the third turnbuckle, causing the crowd to buzz in anticipation of major aerial assault. The Synthmeister doesn’t disappoint the OAOAST Marks; he flies forward with the famous Sky hook elbow! But Alf rolls out the way, and Synth is left to crash into the canvas. This thrills the Canadian audience, and Alf as well as it allows him to make a tag with Shayne Brave! “SHAYNE’S A HOTTIE! SHAYNE’S A HOTTIE!” the ladies in attendance chant. The recipent of their love, makes his presence felt with a leg lariat that takes Synth off his feet. He quickly picks Synth off the canvas, and attempts an irish whip. However, Synth reveres it and throws Shayne to the ropes. The devout spiritualist hounds a path behind Shayne, expecting to crash into his back with a body splash. But Shayne runs up to the second rope, and then flies at Synth with a cross body block. Hebner counts the resulting pinfall as the audience cheers wildly…. ONE! TWO! THRE-NO REJECT HAS THE REFEREE DISTRACTED Displeased over having a certain three count interrupted, Shayne moves to confront Reject. At that point Reject releases his grasp on the referee’s attention and plays calm and innocent. Assured that the world champion’s meddling is over, Shayne turns back towards Synth……and takes a Percussion DDT! COLE Oh no! Synth rolls the defeated Brave onto his back and makes the cover… ONE! TWO! THREE! “BOOOOOOOOOO!” COACH D*LUX is done for the night! Done in both times by the man Synth Abdul Jabbar. Sin City’s own talk of the town. ~~~~~~~~~~~ ELIMINATED: SHAYNE BRAVE BY: SYNTH ABDULL JABBAR REMAINING TEAM MEMBERS ON TEAM ALFIX: ALIX, ALF ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ There’s little time for celebration for Synth as he’s immediately struck in the face by a missile dropkick from Alix! The bubbly babe happily scampers atop Synth for a cover…. ONE! TWO! Nope! Alix gets the sniffles, a little sad over not getting the three count. Referee Earl Hebner tries to console her, but is interrupted by Synth shoving him away. The Synthmeister grabs onto Alix’s coffee colored hair and hauls her off the canvas. Never one to be bullied, Alix fights back by poking him in the eye. Synth wears goggles, btw. Apparently not realizing what that means, Alix pokes him in the eye again. Again, and again, and again until Synth loses his cool, rips off his goggles and screms “NOW POKE ME!” Giddy and beside herself, Alix does just that and predictably Synth screams in horror. “Idiot.” Leon laments on the ring apron. Alix snapmares her foe to the groud, and then jumps into the air to land BUTT first across his face! COACH Broken nose courtesy of the finest Latina ass in Los Angeles. Mamacita got back! Alix gets to her feet and merrily skips to the corner to tag in Alf. The fans welcome the OAOAST hero back into the match once more. Synth on the other hand, greets him with left jabs. But Alf shrugs away these blows and whips knife edge chops that back Synth into ring posts. Alf lays in a few more flesh ripping chops before finally sending Synth across the ring to the opposite corner. Though he hits the posts hard, Synth comes roaring out with a lariat! Alf ducks the attack, and Synth is forced to try a discus punch. This attack is an utter failure as Alf grabs onto Synth’s legs and dumps him back to the canavs. The Indiana native then steps through Synth’s legs and begins to twist him over. “YEAAAAAAAAAA!” the fans rise to their feet, ready for the sharpshooter. Alf gives them what they’ve come for, and breaks pasts Synth defenses for his deadly submission! COLE He got it! Synth can mount only the weakest of struggles before he’s forced to tap out to the legendary sharpshooter! “YEAAAAAAAAA!” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ELIMINATED: SYNTH ABDUL JABBAR BY: ALFDOGG REMAINING TEAM MEMBERS ON TEAM LEJECT: RODEZ, REJECT, ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Leon Rodez leaps into the ring, and stares at Alf and Alix with a look that’s full of pure venom. Suddenly Leon pounces like a snake, swinging his fist at Alf. The two time world champion ducks the other two time world champion’s attack. Leon spins around to get a read on Alf and is met with super fast right jabs. Rodez attempts to escape towards a corner. But Alf stalks his path, and throws Leon under heavy fire. COLE Look at the foursome we’re left with, world champion Reject, two time world champion Leon Rodez, two time world champion Alfdogg, and four time tag team champion Alix Maria Spezia. It doesn’t get much better than that. Growing sick of being mercilessly pounded, Leon resorts to cheap tactics and grabs onto Alf’s hair to yank him against the top rope. Alf falls over, put under distressing amount of pain. He crawls away from Leon, clutching his sore jaw. Behind him Leon takes a run of the ropes, rebounding to strike Alf in the head with double knee drop. “LET’S GO ALF! LEON SUCKS! LET’S GO ALF! LEON SUCKS!” the fans chant. In response to this, Leon targets one of their favorites by shoving Alix off the ring apron. “Ooooooh that does it, meanine!” Alix hollers before attempting to get back into the ring to face Leon. But she’s halted by Earl Hebner, who seeks to keep the peace between these two rivals. Leon returns to Alf and is welcomed with several PAINFUL knife edge chops. COLE No body does chopping better than Alfdogg. Whoooooo! Leon is granted a short respite, thanks to Reject distracting Alf. Alf does away with the bothersome world champion and rushes back towards Leon. Leon attempts to hit him with a straight left. But Alf ducks down and SPEARS Leon with brutal force “YEAAAAAAAAAAAA!” the fans scream as Alf attempts a pinfall… ONE! TWO! Reject breaks up the pin with an axe handle smash to Alf’s back. Frustrated beyond all belief, Alf begins tear at Reject’s chest with his trademark chops. Reject has no intention of being beaten down by chops, and simply punts his former mentor between the uprights. “BOOOOOOOOO!” the fans disapprove, having to watch Alf sag down to his knees. Their mood gets even worse when Leon hits the One Hit Kill (spinning back heelkick to the face.)! COACH Hahhahhaa! Put that dogg to sleep, his ass is done! So thinks Leon Rodez as he hooks both of Alf’s leg for a cover…. ONE! TWO! THREE! “BOOOOOOOOOO!” ~~~~~~~~ ELIMINATED: ALFDOGG BY: LEON RODEZ REMAINING TEAM MEMBERS ON TEAM ALFIX: ALIX ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ COLE A cheap shot did in Alfdogg and its just Alix against two men with three world championships between them. “ALIX! ALIX! ALIX!” the sold out fans sing, as their heroine enters the ring. She stares down Leon once more, the heat between them burning as hot as the most powerful of furnace “Hey, what’s that?” She asks through a grin. “What’s what?” BAM! “Its my hand upside your face, btich!” she screams before she unleashes a hell storm of punches against Rodez’s face. The fans continue to cheer her on as she batters at Rodez, and attempts to irish whip him. But The Fallen Idol reverses and pulls atop his shoulders for a standing fireman’s carry. COLE What’s this? Alix slides out after a major struggle for her freedom. Upon landing on the mat she whips her tennis shoes back at Leon with a spinning round house. But Rodez slides out the way, narrowly avoiding decapitation. Rodez springs to his feet and takes another run at Alix. But the Hollywood Bad Girl and her white booty shorts take down Leon with a BUTT bump. As Rodez struggles to his feet, Alix leaps onto the second rope. The minute Rodez is fully upright, The Hollywood Bad Girl springs forward and takes him out with a spear that comes Straight Outta Comprton! The fans cheer while Alix covers Leon…. ONE! TWO! Leon with the kickout. He comes back to his feet, and slinks to the corner next to his own. Alix screams like a savage on the warpath and charges in, leaping with a body splash. But Rodez slides out the way and poor Alix has a miserable collision with the ring posts. This allows Rodez to slide down his corner and apply a tag to Reject. “BOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” COACH Here comes the champ, riding on top of the world! The world champion rushes into the ring, beating at Alix with heavy kicks and punches. Having doubled up Alix, Reject coils his arms around her neck and then falls backwards to drive her neck into the ground with a DDT. Alix groans in agony, as Reject makes the pinfall…. ONE! TWO! Alix finds her way out the pinfall. “LET’S GO ALIX! LET’S GO ALIX! LET’S GO ALIX!” Reject grabs Alix by the back of her tube top and then throws her into the ropes. On the return, she catches onto her and flips her to the canvas with a powerslam! Hook of the leg, and a cover… ONE! TWO! Kickout! Reject shoots Hebner a frustrated glare as he begins to pull Alix up by the arm. He traps her inside a front facelock, holds onto her booty shorts and then dumps her backwards with a vertical suplex. He then eagerly floats over with a cover…. ONE! TWO! Kickout! Alix crawls to the ropes, and uses them as support to bring herself upright. She leans against the turnbuckle posts, bone weary and exhausted. From that position she’s thrown under attack by Reject. He rushes forward and clobbers her with a turnbuckle lariat. She stumbles away from the corner, allowing Reject to ascend to the second rope. He flies off with speed, dragging her down with a second rope bulldog. A pinfall results… ONE! TWO! Alix amazes the fans and frustrates Reject and Leon with another kickout! “LET’S GO ALIX! LET’S GO ALIX! LET’S GO ALIX!” Having exhausted all his methods for victory, a dejected Reject begrudgingly makes the tag with Leon Rodez. “BOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” the audience hisses, watching Rodez step through the cables. COLE From one hated villain to the next, Reject tags in his rival Leon Rodez. Leon grabs hold of Alix in a vertical suplex position, and then situates her atop the ring posts! He then climbs upwards, seeking to catch her in hear weakest moment. But Alix shows great strength and resiliency and fights back against Rodez! “ALIX! ALIX! ALIX!” the OAOAST Marks sing, as Alix trades shots with Rodez. Unable to win a boxing match atop the turnbuckles, Alix finds another way to score victory ; she BITES Rodez nipples! “OOOOOOWWWWW!” Leon shrieks before Alix releases him and shoves him to the canvas. Understandably outraged Leon attempts to charge back at Ally. But the Los Angeles native dismounts the turnbuckles and strikes him in the face with a dropkick! As the audience cheers wildly, Alix attempts a pinfall…. ONE! TWO! Rodez with the kickout! He hastily returns to his feet, but finds himself hammered by Alix’s slaps and punches. Eventually he’s taken off his feet entirely by a dropsault! “YEAAAAAAAAAAA!” The fans joy doesn’t last for very long, as Reject enters the ring to get at Alix. But The Hollywood Bad Girl intercepts his arrival with a spinning wheel kick! Reject goes down hard and Alix pops up to deal with Rodez. But Leon gets hold of her first, rolling her up with a pin. ONE! TWO! Alix reverses into a pin of her own! ONE! TWO! Leon reverses! ONE! TWO! Alix reverses! ONE! TWO! REJECT WITH THE EULOGY ON ALIX! COLE Damn it! No! Leon falls on top of Alix for the pinfall…. ONE! TWO! THREE! “BOOOOOOOOOOO!” WINNER: TEAM LEJECT SURVIVORS: LEON RODEZ & REJECT COACH Awwwwww yeah! Eulogy out of no where and this match is finished. Alix didn't even see it coming! COLE This is true. She, I, and the OAOAST Marks thought she had Leon eliminated, but Reject struck like a snake. BUFFER Your winners…..TEAM LEJECT There’s little team cohesiveness in the celebration of this hard earned victory. Rodez sits in the corner, an expression disdain holding firm on his face as he looks at Alix. Reject on the other hand celebrates atop the turnbuckle, world title raised to the heavens. Or the scoreboard. Whichever you prefer. COLE On this night its Reject and Leon Rodez standing tall as survivors and victors. But will the future hold for both these men, as well as the defeated United States Champion Alix Maria Spezia? FADE OUT

Veteran ring announcer Michael Buffer stands ready to introduce the superstars for tonight's mainevent! BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen the following is a five person survivor series match and it is our mainevent of the evening! There’s a large pop that spreads through the arena Slow and meandering is the ghetto hymn of Final Ride that brings out the Deadly Alliance members. As the track pours out wisdom of the streets, Reject, dressed in funky red and white tye dyed tights, raises his OAOAST world title to the booing fans. Wearing his usual thunderbolt attire, ThunderKid hops back and forth on his black boots to warm himself up. BUFFER Introducing first….from Green Bay, Wisconsin... he weighs in at two hundred and fifty pounds. Representing The Deadly Alliance, a former One and Only Tag Team Chmapion , Heartland Champion, and US Champion he is TTHHHHHHHHUUUUUUUUUUUNN - DDEEEEEEERRRRRKKIIIIIIIIIIIIDD!!!!! And hailing from The Bronx, New York. He weighs in tonight at two hundred and thirty five pounds. Representing The Deadly Alliance...he is the current OAOAST World Champion…ladies and gentlemen, this is co-captain of Team Leject…. RRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEJJJJJEEEEEEEEEEEEEECCTT!!!!! With silver lights pounding around the entrance setting, the disliked duo stalk down the entrance ramp. TK works as Reject’s hypeman, patting him on the back and offering encouraging shoulder rubs. However, Reject needs no pep rally; he confidently swaggers his way towards the ring. COLE ThunderKid, Reject, this is the Deadly Alliance, and Reject is the OAOAST World Champion. Its still a mystery why Leon Rodez chose these two men onto his team- COACH Damn, you’re stupid sometimes. He chose these dudes, cause he knew they were the best. One’s the world champ, and the other is the best technical wrestler in the game. If you have a choice, how you gonna leave these cats off? Upon entering the ring, Reject holds up his title to once more incite the wrath of the stadium crowd. TK stands behind him, shadowing boxing to arrogantly show off his striking skills. BUFFER And their teammates… “HEY! WAIT! I GOT A NEW COMPLAINT!” “BOOOOOOOOOO!” The Heavenly Rocker’s complaint must relate to the booing OAOAST Marks, because Logan, bound in leather pants with a dying angel on the right leg, storms out cursing a blue stream at them. His leather boots carry him from end to end of the stage, as he throws a legendary temper tantrum about the poor reception. Synth remains a pillar of calm serenity, as he and Abdullah join hands for prayer. BUFFER From Sin City, they are three time OAOAST World Tag Team Champions, being accompanied by Abdullah Abir Nerdly they are LOGAN MAN, SYNTH ABDUL JABBAR, THE HEAVENLLLLYYYYY ROOOOCKKKERSSSSSSSS! More boos, and more outrage from the Macho MACHO Mann. Synth for his part, calmly adjust his white tights with blue clouds on the back. Together they hit a ring that’s dressed in multicolored spotlights. Upon entering they shake hands with the Deadly Alliance outfit. COLE Easy to see why Leon picked these two. Even with Logan’s horrendous attitude they are a force to be reckoned with and provide excellent team play for this man…. "Oh (hey!), I've been travelin' on this road too long Just tryin' to find my way back home But the old me's dead and gone Dead and gone And oh (hey!), I've been travelin' on this road too long Just tryin' to find my way back home But the old me's dead and gone Dead and gone, dead and gone..." Dead And Gone" by T.I. soon turns into "Numb" by Linkin Park. The fresh change of songs, brings out fresh boos for the former world champion. Leon Rodez pushes his way through much too slow entrance doors and scowls at the scenery around him. He fiddles with his tight jersey style singlet, before spitting in the direction of the OAOAST Marks "I'VE BECOME SO NUMB I CAN'T FEEL YOU THERE BECOME SO TIRED SO MUCH MORE AWARE! I'M BECOMING THIS ALL I WANT TO DO IS BE MORE LIKE ME AND BE LESS LIKE YOU!" BUFFER And the final co-captain…coming from Grand Rapids, Michigan, he is a two time OAOAST World Champion, he is LEEOOOOOOONNNN ROOOOOOOODEZZZZZZZ Rodez stomps down the entrance ramp, greeting everyone his eyes meet with equal disdain and hatred. His partners aren’t spared from his troubling looks. They give him a wide berth as he slides into the ring, and huddles with himself in the corner. COLE There stands a man filled with hatred, deep hatred for the entire world around him. And he’s stirred up the hatred of Alix Maria Spezia who’s organized her own team to take on this all-star squad of Leon Rodez. *BbwWbAhmotherfuckerLlIiiBbbEErRrAATtTeeyYyOUUurRrMmmMmMiIInNnDddDd!!* "YYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"!!!" COLE Speaking of all stars! Onto the stage emerges the recipient of this generous outpouring of emotion, Bohemoth. Grey lights flicker back and forth on the entrance stage, as the well muscled brawler flexes his powerful biceps for the world to see. He then bounds from side to side, letting the audience know he appreciates their amazing support. BUFFER Introducing Team ALFIX! First, making his way to the ring, he is the 2009 Lethal Rumble winner, he weighs 284 pounds, and hails from Greenville, South Carolina. He is the Metrosexual Monster, BOOOOOOHEMOOOOOTHHHHHHHH! Another loud cheer fills the arena. Attired in black trunks that boast an intricate tribal pattern on the back, Big Bo carries himself down the entrance ramp. As he passes by fans pat him on his incredible physique. COLE Team Alfix’s heaviest hitter. What scary power this man owns! Bo jogs up the ring steps and enters the ring, marching right past Buffer to climb onto the second turnbuckle. “YEAAAAAAAAAAAA!” the fans scream as the big man holds his fist towards the stands. A simplified(?) love sick taking no prisoners Sunny day, cold heart- listen up listeners Darkside love affair, out of time and in a rush You can’t help me till the sunrise lifts up(?) Let’s levitate up over the horizon I can see it in your eyes, everything you’re hiding I can see the truth in you even when you’re lying Even through the darkness, I can see you shining As Lupe Fiasco’s Solar Midnite plays teenage girls across the country leap to their feet and scream their loudest for the arrival of D*LUX. COLE You’d think Robert Pattinson and Taylor Lautner just entered the arena form that huge cheer! The Motown Hotties, clad in red denim jackets and matching jeans, each head to the opposite end of the stage to fire up the standing audience. Afterwards they come to the center of the stage where Maya Duncan-Blanchard rips away their jackets for a crowd pleasing look at their toned bodies. She hooks her arms between their and with a playful smile walks them towards the ring. BUFFER Now making their way to the ring, from Detroit, Michigan, they are accompanied by Maya Duncan-Blanchard, they are TREMENDOUS TYLER BRYANT, SHOWTIME SHAYNE BRAVE….D*LUUUXXXXXXXXXXXX! WELL ITS MIDNIGHT AND ITS COLDER PULL YOU CLOSER I CAN SEE THROUGH WHEN ITS SUNSHINE AND ITS SOLAR AND ITS OVER GUESS ITS ME AND YOU BLOOD. BY. SUN. LIGHT A huge pop leaps from the stands as the boys slide their way into the ring. They further work up an already frenzied audience, before turning towards Bo and shaking hands with the big man. BUFFER And now for the Co-Captains…. The classic known as Magnum Opus begins playing, and the lights blink off inside the arena. The arena stays poorly lit, the only light shining done by those with lighters or glowsticks. A sharp metal gold light floods the stage, and welcomes Alfdogg from the parted doors. The fans give off a mammoth pop for the OAOAST legend who wears black windbreaker pads with white t-shirt sleeves torn off. Though simply dressed Alf cuts an impressive figure, as the worried looks of TK and Reject allude to. BUFFER Introdoucing first, from Anderson, Indiana, he is a two time OAOAST world champion, a three time Heartland Champion and an OAOAST original…he is ALFDOOGGGGGGGG! “YEAAAAAAAA!” COLE Can Maya pick talent or what? COACH It’s a good thing she was there. Alix’d probably pick Spongebob Squarepants for a partner if it were left to her. Have her team making Krabby Patties for training. Alf plays things cool down the entrance ramp, nodding to those fans that offer him words of support. Reaching the end of the entrance ramp, his eyes meet with Reject, and the two share an INTENSE~! Staredown She's nothing like a girl you've ever seen before Nothing you can compare to your neighbourhood hoe I'm tryna find the words to describe this girl without being disrespectful The way that booty movin I can't take no more Have to stop what i'm doin so I can pull up close I'm tryna find the words to describe this girl without being disrespectful bops its way into the arena. A gigantic cheer erupts from the sold out Air Canada Centre, as a Neon Lit bar named “Alix’s” rolls onto stage, with patrons and all. Attired in dead sexy white booty shorts and a matching faux fur white bikini top with silver boa, Alix decides to do a little Irish jig for everyone’s enjoyment. Once complete with that, she jumps off the bar and blows a kiss to the screen. Super imposed red lips pop up and that is just sooooooooo cute! BUFFER And the other captain, from Los Angeles, California, she is The Hollywood Bad Girl, ALIX MARIA SPEZAAAAAAIAAAAAAA! Alix happily skips down the ramp, tossing her silver boa to the most attractive girl she can find. She finally hits the ring, and forgoes playing to the crowd to launch a ferocious glare at Leon. Her team holds her back before she can try anything, however.

"Clean shirt, new shoes and I don't know what I am gonna do. Silk suit, black tie, I don't need a reason why. They come runnin' just as fast as they can cause every girl is crazy 'bout a sharp dressed man." Wearing fine black slacks, Wright strides into an arena that greets him with hatred. He goes from side to side of the entrance stage, looking out into the audience and dismissing them with a pitying frown. He quickly puts on a smile, as he heads down entrance ramp. COLE I wasn’t expecting an appearance from Christian Wright, but I guess we’ve got one whether we like it or not! COACH And I personally love an appearance from The Centennial Man! Christian struts up the ring step, nodding approvingly for himself as he does so. Upon entering the ring, he’s handed a microphone, pleasing no one but himself. WRIGHT For thy sake of a timely cessation to this twilight’s festival, I shall be brief in my words and fierce in my intent. No doubt the news of my unbeaten streak has ailed to elude the understanding of your facile minds. As thine self standeth before you on this day’s eve, I am an upholder of strength and valor no more than a small leap to 100 successive victories. “BOOOOOOOOOOOO!” WRIGHT You brickbat me in an emotion that is neither hatred nor is it rage. The name of your blasphemous opprobrium is that of envy! You bear covetousness to that in which you shalt never be! Nay, the fates have not aligned the stars of greatness to shine for you a moonlit path to immortality. Not like it has done to the god child who stands as a tall as heaven’s greatest gladiator. Yet, my heart is has a birth of a great pity for the lot of you. Compunction seeps through my spoken word, and in sympathy I feel the crushing weight of your failed expectations, your unrequited goals, and your numerous miscues and mishaps! “YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK!” WRIGHT I suck nothing but the teet of successes’ bountiful bosoms. Hate me not, dear friends, for I come portaging a generous endowment of hope and a brighter paradise. My friends, I shall sacrifice no more of our time together. I shall devout my words to my cause. I seek to offer one of you the opportunity to revitalize your languid life, energize your downtrodden soul and lay rest to my unbeaten streak! “YEAAAAAAAAAA!” COLE Is he challenging the crowd? Apparently so, as Wright begins scanning the audience for volunteers. He spends no more than twenty seconds before he settles on a stocky gentleman with bald hair and a thick beard. WRIGHT You, good sir, you, make haste and accept my invite for fistifcuffsmanship. The man makes his way over the guardrail and into the ring per CW’s orders. He’s pumped up with excitement and hops back and forth with an energetic pip. MAN My name is Buddy Wilson, and I’m ready to whup some ass! WRIGHT And you shalt whup said ass, my friend. DING DING DING A frightful look appears on Wright’s face as he stares at his foe. Before Buddy can even get into a fighting stance., CW charges across the ring and turns him inside out with a lariat. COLE Good god. Wright picks Buddy up off the ground as he smiles to himself. He then irish whips his foe into a nearby corner. As soon as Buddy hits the posts, Wright charges after him and strikes him in the jaw with a running dropkick. Buddy stumbles out the corner, only to be smacked in the chin with a pair of European Uppercuts. Buddy tries to shield himself, but that does nothing to help him as Wright merely kicks him to the ground. COACH I’m lovin it, like it was McDonalds! Wright bounces off the ropes and hits his now standing rival with a running elbow shot. Buddy falls to the floor, blood spilling out his nose. COLE I think he might have a broken nose, Coach. COACH It should be considered an honor to have your nose broken by The Centennial Man! Buddy scrambles to his feet, trying to get away from a still smiling Christian. There’s no escape for him , however, as the God Child punishes him with a Wright Off! Though that move succeeded in knocking out Buddy, CW hasn’t quite done yet. He scrapes Buppy off the canavs, and raises him into the air. From there he executes the dangerous Stockmarket Crash (Gordbuster)! “OOOOOHHHHHHHH!” Still smiling to himself, The Natural attempts a pinfall…. ONE! TWO! THREE! DING DING DING DING Wright reacts as if he just beat Reject for the world title, grinning broadly and holding his arms in the air. COACH Poor Buddy, poor, poor man. Heaven needed an angel as beautiful as you, Buddy. COLE This is no laughing matter. I masturbate in the comfort of my car when its parked outside of the neighborhood elementary school. Furthermore there should be no pleasure in the decimation of an OAOAST Mark. Buddy Wilson deserved a better fate. The Natural is given a microphone which does not please the crowd. WRIGHT From this day forth, I defiantely vow... no man, woman nor beast shall commit thine self to defeat! “BOOOOOOOOO!” COLE Familiar words from Christian Wright. The streak continues with a crushing defeat of Buddy Wilson. OAOAST HeldDOWN~! THIS WEEK ONLY ON TSM AND THE PIT!