Patty O'Green

BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is your MAIN EVENT of the evening! Scheduled for one fall, it is for the OAOAST WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!!! "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..." The opening to "Dead And Gone" by T.I. fades into "Numb" by Linkin Park, creating a dark mood over the arena. Emerging through the entrance way, head down, an unrobed and unshaven Leon Rodez walks out to a chorus of boos. His head doesn't lift but his eyes do, looking up at the people who once beloved him spitting hatred his way. He slowly makes his way down the aisle past them as the song meanders along. Coming to a stop in the middle of the aisle he then looks up as the song suddenly erupts and the lights flash back and forth from purple to white static (*coughrandyortoncough*). "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!" As the song settles down so does Leon, calmly walking down the ramp, his normal jovial look replaced by one more sinsiter. He heads to the ring, when suddenly ZACK MALIBU clobbers him from behind, nearly sending Leon into the camera man! "YYYYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" COLE It looks like we're not going to be waiting any longer for this one! The crowd roars as Zack brings Leon up and hurls him against the guardrail, then delievers a few right hands for good measure! Leon fights back, trying to tackle Zack to the ground, but Zack hangs on and tries to deliver knees to his foe, only to have Leon toss him overhead! Zack tries to hurry to his feet, but Leon hits a running soccer kick that cracks Zack's ribcage, doubling the champion over! Leon then drops his knee across Zack's throat, choking him out as referee Nick Patrick, and a slew of others from the back rush the aisleway and try to break it up! They urge Leon to relinquish the choke, and Leon shockingly obliges, then delivers a hard stomp to Zack's ribs to take the wind out of him. The referees try to seperate Leon from Zack, as Malibu rises to his feet, coughing hard after the rib shot, but Leon scatters the referees and goes for Zack just as Malibu lunges for him! The two rivals grab each other by the head with one hand and start pummeling with the other, brawling it out like a hockey fight in the middle of the aisleway! Eventually, Leon gets the upper hand and starts pounding on Zack's back, but Malibu drops down and takes out his legs, bringing him to the floor! Now Zack has the mount, and is hitting elbows as Leon frantically tries to defend himself, and the referees try to get Zack off of Leon! COACH This is god damn CHAOS already, Mikey Cole! COLE These two former friends engaged in a vicious fight, we knew this would be personal and it's damn sure that right now! These two aren't thinking about the World Title at the moment, this is about pure resentment and hatred! Zack gets pulled off, but then shoves the refs away, not wanting them to keep him from exacting revenge against his former partner. Leon gets to his feet, but Zack kicks him in the stomach and then hits a snap suplex on the arena floor, causing a loud grunt of pain to eminate from the mouth of Leon Rodez! Again, the referees try to lure Zack towards the ring, but Malibu brushes them off and stands over Leon, pulling his head up simply to deliver a series of right hands to his temple! Zack then pulls Leon up and leads him down to the ring, with the refs in hot pursuit to make sure that they get there...only to have Zack slam Leon face first into the ring apron! COLE I don't think that's what they wanted Zack to do! Leon falls to one knee, but when Zack goes for him again, Leon hits a low blow, then takes Zack by the head and sends him into the steel steps! Malibu's body collides hard with the unforgiving steel, and he lay pressed up against them, while Leon rolls into the ring. COACH At least Leon does what he's told! COLE Oh please, Coach. Malibu is groggy, but continues to send the refs away as they come to check on him. He climbs up on the apron, but Leon is right there, shoulderblocking him through the ropes before suplexing him into the ring! Leon rolls to his feet and then starts stomping Malibu, while Nick Patrick slides in, now able to contain the two superstars, and calls for the bell! DING! DING! DING! COLE After all that, we're finally LEGALLY underway! Leon lays on the mat and locks Zack in a front facelock, holding onto it even as Zack powers up to his feet. He tries to suplex Zack again, but Malibu won't go over, and when his feet hit the mat again, he's able to adjust, carrying Leon over with a fireman's carry! They get up, and Leon gets FLOORED with a right hand by Zack! Leon gets up, and Zack goes for an inverted atomic drop, but Leon hooks the head and again forces Zack down by holding him in a facelock! Wrenching the neck, Leon then tries for a neckbreaker, but at the last second, Zack shifts his arms back and tries for a backslide...but Leon won't go over! Rodez fights it, trying to bring Zack over in his own backslide, but Zack hangs on, as the two men jockey for position, arms intertwined! They circle the ring attatched to each other, each one not wanting to be the one to give, and that's when Leon snaps his head back, headbutting Zack in the back of the head! Malibu shakes it off the first time, but Leon does it another two times, then pulls Zack down into a pin! ONE! NO! Zack rolls to his feet, so Leon sweeps his legs out from under him, then goes for another pin! ONE! KICKOUT! Zack kicks out once again, so Leon traps his head once again, then hits a face first suplex! Leon then backs up, and as Zack rises, hits a low dropkick to Zack's face, dazing him before going for another cover! ONE! T-NO! Leon goes back to the same move he used in the aisle, pressing his knee against Zack's throat, and Patrick is quick to warn him of the choke. Leon takes his time, using up every last second of the five count before pulling Zack to his feet and hitting a gutbuster on the World Champion! Leon then stands over Zack as he crawls on all fours, then fishhooks his mouth and pulls his head back, looking to tear the flesh off Zack's face! COLE C'mon Patrick! Patrick admonishes Rodez, who obliges, and then slaps Zack across the back of the head. He brings him up, but Zack pushes him away. Rodez scowls to himself, then goes for Zack again, only to get CRACKED with a hard European uppercut! Rodez staggers back, and now Zack is back up, delivering two hard right hands before pulling Leon into a butterfly lock and hitting knee after knee after knee, brutalizing the man he once called friend with repeated shots! Zack then forearms him across the back before hitting an overhead belly to belly suplex! Leon lands across the ring, and as he gets up Malibu races up behind him and grabs a rear waistlock, then tosses Leon down! He stands over Leon and works him over with some vicious crossface shots, then pulls Leon up and snapmares him over, then delivers a hard kick to Leon's back! The crowd goes "oooooooh" as the smack echoes through the arena, so Zack delivers a second kick, equally as hard! He brings Leon up, but a thumb to the eyes breaks Zack's momentum! Leon peppers Zack with forearm shots, but Zack fires back, nailing Leon with forearms of his own before Rodez cuts him off with a knee to the stomach, then hooks Zack by the waistband and hurls him through the ropes to the floor! COACH Atta boy, Leon. Treat him the way he treated you! COLE If Leon did that, then we wouldn't be having this match! "LET'S GO ZACK!" "LET'S GO ZACK!" "LET'S GO ZACK!" "LET'S GO ZACK!" Leon heads to the floor, and as Zack rises, he charges him, running Zack into the railing! With Zack slumped against the barrier, Leon stomps him down, then once again chokes him by pushing his boot into Zack's throat! Zack struggles to get up, and finally hooks Leon's ankle as he's trying to choke Zack, and fights to his feet while holding Leon at bay! Leon, hopping on one foot, tries a few desperate swings, until Zack throws his leg down, then nails him with a short lariat! Zack then yanks Leon off the ground and whips HIM into the barrier, then nails Leon with a spinning wheel kick which sends BOTH of them careening into the crowd! COLE These people are certainly going to get their money's worth! The crowd scrambles out of the way, surrounding the two superstars as they pull themselves up from the floor. Zack goes after Leon, however a low blow stuns Zack and allows Leon to buy himself some time! He follows up by grabbing Zack and crotching him on the guardrail, and Malibu howls in agony at the double-shot his nether region has just taken thanks to his former best friend! COACH Get those frustrations out, Leon! COLE And look at that cold look in Leon's eyes. Heeding Coach's advice, Leon grabs a chair from the crowd and readies it, as Malibu slides off the rail and to the floor. Leon brings the chair over his head and swings, but Malibu manages to sidestep the shot, and Leon hits the floor! Zack hits a quick knee to the gut, then grabs the chair himself...but before he can swing, Patrick grabs it, warning Zack not to do it! Leon comes out swinging, but the momentary distraction isn't enough to get Zack to lose track, as he ducks the shot and nails Leon with a flurry before clotheslining him back over the railing! Leon crawls around ringside, and Zack follows him, tossing him back into the ring to exact more revenge! He waits on the apron, then springboards in as Leon gets up, leveling him with a springboard bodypress! The impact sends Zack rolling off of Leon, but he's up immediately, as is the challenger! Zack quickly goes for School's Out, but Leon snares Zack foot before it can connect with his face! Rodez smirks, but that moment of confidence is his downfall as Zack hops up and cracks him with his free leg! The enzugiri rattles Rodez and frees Zack, who hits the ropes and comes off with a ZACK ATTACK...only to be dropkicked out of the air by Leon! COLE Great counter wrestling, which is to be expected given how well these two know each other! Leon brings Zack up and shoves him into the corner, where he works him over with shoulderblocks before backing away, then charging in with a Superman spear that knocks whatever wind is left out of Malibu's body! He then takes Zack and fires him across the ring, but when Leon rushes him with a back elbow, Zack moves, and Leon slams against the turnbuckles before getting rolled up by Malibu! ONE! T-KICKOUT! COACH The schoolboy at School's Out ain't gonna cut it for Mister Malibu! Both men up again, and Zack fires off a series of hard chops, lighting up the chest of Leon Rodez! He backs Leon to the ropes and sends him in, and when Leon tries to leapfrog as Zack drops his head, Malibu pops right up and catches him in mid-air, then drives him into the canvas with a powerbomb! COLE He got him with that one! ONE! TWO! NO! KICKOUT! Leon waves his opponent away, trying to roll out of the ring to buy some recovery time. Zack grabs hold of Leon's ringgear pulls him back up, delivering shots to the back. With Leon softened up Zack grabs on with a waistlock and arches back with a German Suplex! COLE Here we go, Zack dancing with what brung him. And Zack may never let go of this waistlock, he may not stop suplexing Rodez until he's completely unconscious! Waistlock held Malibu brings Rodez up off the mat again. Unable to reach the ropes Leon looks set to go for another ride and desperately lashes out with an elbow! Zack is caught cold, losing Leon and losing his vertical base as he falls to a knee. COACH Then again, he may not. Referee Patrick checks Zack out after the elbow, but Leon isn't waiting around for an invitation and moves in kicking Zack in the head to knock him completely down! Ignoring the referee's warning, Leon moves around and stomps the head. Malibu covers up needing referee intervention to stop Leon. Pulling Zack off the mat Leon throws him face first into the turnbuckles. Clearly disorientated from the headshots Zack throws a wild right hand, which sweeps right in front of Leon's face and leaves him open for a knee to the ribs. Leon is able to just tee off on Zack with right hands. The punchdrunk World Champion is wobbly and eventually goes down to one knee in the corner, causing Patrick to step in again. COLE This a completely different side of Leon Rodez than we've ever seen before. Even against people like Christian Wright. Even when he was fighting for his family against Theodore Moneymaker. Even when he was inside a cage with Reject. We never, EVER saw this kind of remorseless and vicious attack. Quite clearly this is a man who just doesn't care anymore. COACH Well can you blame him? After all that's happened to him, from those people you just reeled off, from his so called friends, his so called family. And especially from Zack Malibu! Despite being noticeably groggy Zack waves Leon on, daring him to fight. Leon obliges and fends off Zack's attempts to work the body with some more hard shots to the head until Patrick seperates them again. Leon dodges his way around to get back to Zack, whipping him across the ring. Following in, Rodez runs into a raised boot though! Leon shakes it off and charges again, but Zack dodges out of the corner and opens up on his former friend with a flurry of open-handed strikes! COLE Zack opening up! Maybe he'll slap some sense into the Silky Smooth One! Zack lets out a shout as he loads Leon up for an irish whip. However, Leon spins out and SMASHES Zack right in the ear with an elbow! The champ drops and Leon covers... ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! COLE Zack's struggling a little here. That back elbow earlier really rocked him and Leon has stayed on the attack since. Pulling Zack to his feet Leon looks out at the crowd, encouraging The Franchise to fight back. Cupping him under the chin Leon aims and jabs down his elbow into Zack's forehead a couple of times, then palms him insultingly to the mat. "LET'S GO ZACK!" "LET'S GO ZACK!" "LET'S GO ZACK!" "LET'S GO ZACK!" COACH That ain't smart. Leon's been hearing that chants for five years and I think he's about sick of them. Not letting the crowd get to him Leon looks coldly out into the sea of fans. He pulls Zack up from his knees and delivers a forearm smash, before whipping him into the ropes. Leon ducks his head and gets caught with a boot! Zack then tackles Leon to the mat and unloads with wild lefts and rights to the approval of the crowd! After taking a few shots Leon manages to throw Zack off of him and rushes back to his feet, right into another double leg pick-up from the determined Malibu, who wails away with punches again. Able to escape again Leon scrambles away from his aggressor. A wild-eyed Zack charges in once more, but this time Leon beats him for speed, tripping Zack up and looking for the LIONTAMER! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Zack realises he's in trouble and fights against being turned. He manages to squirm free one leg, enough to kick out with forcing Leon to back off. Frustrated Leon curses at his luck, ready to snap at every little bit of misfortune life is handing him. When he moves back in, his eye is off the ball. And he gets caught, tripped up by Zack who swings around into a FIGURE FOUR LEGLOCK!! "WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" COLE Submission applied by Zack! Sitting bolt upright there's a look of shock on Leon's face as Zack synches on the hold. The crowd love it, watching Leon writh in pain, payback for five weeks ago. Nick Patrick asks him if he wants to give it up but Leon says no. COLE Leon is in trouble! Does he have the heart to hang on? Looking around in search of the ropes Leon starts to crawl himself backwards. Zack continues to put on the pressure, forcing down on the legs. Referee Patrick is over him in seconds asking for the hold to be broken though as Leon reaches out and grabs the ropes, screaming at Patrick to "get him off me". Zack lingers for a second or two, but does untie himself from the hold and allows Leon to pull himself underneath the bottom rope to the outside. COACH Zack shoulda just hung on. Get DQed, break his leg, keep your title and make Daddysault proud. COLE Knock it off, would you? Leon limps around ringside, unaware that Zack is stalking him from the apron, ready to launch AIR MALIBU!!! "YYYYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!" With the referee ordering him to get the action back inside, Zack collects Leon and tosses him back in. Groggy from the clothesline Leon rolls to a seated position and shuffles backwards, BLOOD trickling from a cut above his eye, away from Zack who's pacing feet in front of him as if he were a wild animal stalking it's prey. Realising he's running out of ground Leon kicks out, trying to fend Zack off. Avoiding the first kick out, Malibu catches onto the second and drops an elbow to the inside of the knee! Leon lets out a shout as he hobbles to his feet, another shout soon to follow as Zack goes on the attack with kicks. Zack fires away at the leg repeatedly, Leon's leg buckling with each shot until finally he goes down. However Zack finds a false sense of security and Leon takes advantage by grabbing Zack's waistband and pulling him into a headbutt to the breadbasket. COLE This is resembling a street fight more than a wrestling match at times. Zack falls across the middle rope and Leon falls at his side, choking the World Champion across the rope! "ONE!" "TWO!" "THREE!" "FOUR!" "FI..." Breaking the count Leon uses Zack's body for assistance to get up, just now noticing the cut over his eyebrow. He drags Zack off the ropes and delivers a back suplex, covering... ONE! TWO! NO! Leon drags Zack back to his feet and measures him with a hard right hand. Another leaves Zack on wobbly legs, but he lashes out with a knifedge chop as Leon takes too long glaring at his opponent to follow up. "WHOOOOOOOO!" Leon doubles up... *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOOOO!" ...and takes another chop across the chest. Before Zack can build too much momentum though, Leon delivers a knee to the gut, then GOUGES the eyes of the World Champion! COLE Ugh! Look at that! Zack recoils temporarily blinded and Leon attacks clubbing Zack across the back, sending him sprawling throat first across the middle rope. Leon holds Zack's throat down against the rope for a couple of seconds, then looks out at the crowd and prepares to hit the ropes. Used to seeing a jig at this point, the fans know one isn't coming and jeer wildly. Wildly enough to put Rodez off. And he decides not to do the move at all just to completely spite them. COLE Well we know what we used to call Leon at times like these. But I think from now on, these fans are just going to be calling Leon a bitch. Period. Instead of running the ring, Leon drags Zack off the ropes. Zack suddenly comes to life though, switching behind Leon and executing a GERMAN SUPLEX! He hangs onto the waist and rolls Leon through, stunned at the sudden turn of events. And a SECOND GERMAN isn't far behind! Zack rolls through with Leon again and goes for the third rolling german. Just like earlier though, Leon counters with an elbow. Breaking apart the hands Leon then CRACKS Zack across the back of the head with a roundhouse Enziguri! Zack flops to the mat and Leon hooks the leg... ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! COLE These two know each other so well and Leon knows how to combat those rolling suplexes apparantly. Leon drags Malibu off of the mat by the hair, no care for his former friend. Stepping behind Leon hooks Zack for a back suplex and takes him up... and all the way over, Zack landing safely on his feet! A shove in the back sends Leon forward, sternum first into the turnbuckles. Zack sees a chance, but runs right into ANOTHER elbow as he tries to capitalise. Groans fill the arena as Leon, having avoided another dangerous situation, starts to climb the ropes. He reaches the middle turnbuckle and starts to move on to the top, when suddenly Zack bursts forward, SCALING THE ROPES AND DRAGGING RODEZ OFF THE TURNBUCKLES WITH A RELEASE GERMAN SUPLEX!!!!!!!!! "OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" COLE OH, MY~! I think that suplex alone was worth three rolling ones anyday! "HOLY SHIT!" "HOLY SHIT!" "HOLY SHIT!" "HOLY SHIT!" Turned inside out on impact Leon lays facedown, seemingly out of it. The World Champion starts to crawl over to him and manages to turn him over, putting himself on top... ONE! TWO! THR- KICKOUT! COLE But only a two count! COACH For someone who's given up on life, this guy's sure got a lot of fight. Walking it off, Zack waits for Leon to get back to his feet. Which he's understandably slow to do having been dropped so hard from so high. Zack is patient though, lying in wait as Leon finally reaches his feet. Off the ropes, Zack swings with a Lariat... which is DUCKED. Leon can did little more than that though and when he turns around, Zack is waiting with a ROUNDHOUSE KICK! A glancing blow, not enough to knock Leon down but enough to daze him. Turning the challenger around Zack capitalises with a high angle back suplex, dropping Rodez on his head and neck again in search of a pin... ONE! TWO! NO, TWO AGAIN! COLE Still not enough! But the World Champion can sense the end is near! Zack waits again, his foot impatiently moving around which gets the New Orleans' crowd excited. Leon slowly gets to his feet again and once he's up, Zack strikes with SCHOOL'S OU... ...NO! DUCKED! Keeping his feet, Zack is caught with a Rolling Sobat to the stomach almost making him leave his feet. Leon hits the ropes. He rolls through and looks for the clothesline, but it's Zack who ducks this time! A knee to the kidneys arches Leon back, allowing Zack to hook in an inverted front facelock. COLE CUT DAY! ...NO! Zack tries to twist into the Cut Day but Leon's head slips free and he counters with BLUE THUNDER! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! COLE Boy these two are trading big moves, big strikes and big nearfalls! Shaking off the cobwebs, Leon grabs Zack and whips him to the ropes. Zack tries to surprise Leon with a Leaping Lariat coming back, but his former partner has seen it all before and drops to a knee to avoid it. Setting himself, Leon whips around with another Rolling Sobat. Zack deflects it this time and CRACKS Leon with a forearm! Zack then goes to hit the ropes, only for Leon to track him step for step and elbow Zack the moment he rebounds! COLE Ooh! Both champion and challenger are looking shaken now. As he staggers towards him, Leon grabs Zack and scoops him up, but Zack floats over, hooking the head on the way. And before Leon knows what's happening, Malibu twists around into the stunner!!!! "YYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" COLE THERE'S the Cut Day! Zack got him this time! Hook of the leg... ONE! TWO! SHOULDER OUT AT TWO!!! COLE Did he kick out!? Only two, the referee saying it was only a two count! Unbelievable! After pursuing the referee, Zack accepts it was two but struggles to believe it. COACH And Zack's gotta start wondering what it's gonna take now. That Cut Day is what put Bohemoth away at AngleMania... eventually. COLE Well it took alot that night and it may take alot tonight. But we know Zack Malibu has alot in his locker and at his disposal. Leon pulls himself back up and Zack moves in, unloading with a flurry of open handed slaps to the face to further daze the challenger, sending sweat and blood flying. Backing against the ropes Zack throws everything behind a final palm strike. But Leon catches onto the arm, kneeing Zack in the gut repeatedly with the arm half nelsoned. Wringing the arm, Leon places the sole of his boot flat against Zack's jawbone before falling backwards, causing Zack's jaw to jar against Leon's boot!! "OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE Oh! That looked nasty! Both men lay out on the canvas trying to recover. After a few seconds, Leon stirs himself and crawls on top with a cover... ONE! TWO! NO! "LET'S GO ZACK!" "LET'S GO ZACK!" "LET'S GO ZACK!" "LET'S GO ZACK!" Both men are slow to their feet, the crowd trying to lend a hand to the World Champion. COLE This is gutcheck time. Both champion and challenger tiring, they've both taken some heavy duty offense, it's just a case of who's got the killer instinct to put this match away! Leon manages to get to his feet first and wipes some blood from over his eye, paintbrushing a slap across Zack's face leaving a red mark across his face. That prompts Zack to open up again with another flurry, repeated forearms connecting! Stumbling away, Leon looks dazed, but lures Zack in and POPS him with a stinging right hand! With two handfuls of hair he then takes Zack across the ring and flings him towards the corner. Zack goes right through the ropes and HARD into the steel ringpost and metal turnbuckles in a heap, Leon falling to his knees in relief. COLE And that was completely pre-meditated! Leon threw Zack right into the ringpost, that's a judgment call for the referee. COACH Well you can't prove he meant to do that. Even if he did. For all you know he was just trying to get rid of Zack to buy some time. COLE He aimed him right at the ringpost Coach, trying to use all that steel as a weapon... and it looks like it's worked, because whether it was the post or the turnbuckle bolt, Zack Malibu has been BUSTED open!! Hung around the ropes and turnbuckles Zack hangs halfway out of the ring, blood indeed flowing from his forehead. He manages to untangle himself from the turnbuckles, rolling out to the apron. Leon picks himself up and moves referee Nick Patrick away as he tries to check on Zack. Looking around, Leon contemplates bringing Zack back in. But then has second thoughts. And he steps out onto the apron behind Zack as he tries to get up. The challenger's eyes bore a hole through the back of Malibu's head, glaring at his former friend with disgust. Zack manages to get to his feet holding the ropes. His arms get knocked away though by Rodez, who quickly picks Zack up... AND DROPS TO THE FLOOR, SLAMMING ZACK BACK FIRST ONTO THE RING APRON WITH A BACK SUPLEX!!!!!!! *THUD~!* "OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" COLE DID YOU HEAR THAT!? Zack's body tenses up and he flops off the apron onto the arena floor, bloodied and his back possibly broken. Stood over him, Leon shows no emotion. COLE And Zack Malibu may be in BIG trouble! COACH That was flatout sick Michael. No remorse. Not one bit. COLE Zack got dropped from about four feet, five feet, right down on the edge of the ring. That's just wood and steel there fans, there is absolutely no give whatsoever where Zack landed! Zack clutches his ribs as he's dragged off the arena padding. Pitching him back inside, Leon follows Zack in and hooks the leg with the cover... ONE! TWO! THR.. KICKOUT!!! Applause goes up from the crowd for Zack's show of guts to kickout. Leon scowls down at the resiliant World Champion and skips into another zone, mounting Zack and attacking the open wound on the forehead with right hands! COLE Come on referee! Get in there! Leon stomps back to his feet, jeered from all corners of the arena. COACH I'm seeing it but I still ain't believing it. COLE This is Leon Rodez as we've genuinely never seen before. Dragging Zack up again, Leon quickly hooks him up with a BRAINBUSTER!! He hooks both legs... ONE! TWO! KICKOUT!! Leon runs his hands through his hair, shaking his head. COLE For as vicious as Leon has been tonight, we know that this whole metamorphesis in recent weeks has been down to a lack of confidence. A depression with the way his life has been going. So it may not take long for those doubts to creep into Leon's mind if they're not there already. COACH And we know how tough Zack is to put away, so Leon's gotta be patient. COLE He's got to be patient and he's got to be optimistic, that one may be the problem. Leon dags Zack up again. He tees off on the bloody World Champion with three more right hands, before hooking him up again for a second Brainbuster. However, Zack goes deadweight. Leon lets him go and works over the back with some forearms before trying again. Again Zack holds out on his challenger, letting out a cry of pain for doing so as he tests the resolve of his back. Leon lets Zack go again, pulling him to his feet this time and delivering a HEADBUTT!! Both men stagger but it appears Leon got the best of it as he trips Zack off his feet and looks for the LIONTAMER! COLE Going for that Liontamer again, can Zack's back hold out!? Able to keep himself from being turned, Zack puts aside the pain to sit up and counter with an inside cradle! ONE! TWO! NOOO!!! COLE ALMOST had him! Champion and challenger rush back to their feet, with challenger quickest, booting Zack in the gut to set him up for the SECOND BRAINBUSTER!!! COACH He got him! COLE Zack fought and fought but only prolonged the pain! Cover by Leon... ONE! TWO! THR-NOOOOOOOO!! "YYYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE But it's still not enough and Rodez is beginning to lose his cool, the seemingly unthinkable once upon a time! "ZACK!" "ZACK!" "ZACK!" "ZACK!" COLE We've never seen Leon lose his cool in a match before, so we don't know how, if at all, he's going to cope with that feeling. Hearing the crowd's chants Leon shoves Zack down from his knees, mounting him with some more punches. He peppers away at the cut on the World Champion's forehead before getting dirty, BITING his former friend trying to open the cut up wider and deeper! Leon spits away the blood in his mouth and stares down at Zack... ZACK rrrrrRRAAAAGGGGGHHHHH!!! ...WHO SUDDENLY COMES TO LIFE AND FLIPS LEON OVER FOR SOME RETALIATORY PUNISHMENT!!! "YYYYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE The Modern Day Warrior has been awoken!! Zack hammers away on Leon with right hand after right hand until referee Nick Patrick can stand back no more and physically drags Zack off of his challenger. Shoving the referee aside Zack moves in on Leon, rocking him with a European uppercut. Leon's arms hang over the top rope, leaving him wide open for a thudding round kick to the chest! Loading up, Zack drives another kick into the chest! And then a third! Leon slumps, sat on the middle rope and short of breath. Dragging him off the ropes Zack then unleashes a HEADBUTT!! Falling through the ropes Leon ends up on the apron as Zack is retreated by the referee. COACH Well we've never seen Leon like we've seen him before and if Anglesault gets his way, we're going to see Zack like we haven't seen in years. COLE Anglesault told Zack a couple of weeks ago that his killer instinct was gone. I think we're seeing that killer instinct regenerating before our very eyes and it's Leon Rodez we have to thank! Using the ropes Leon pulls himself up on the apron. Zack stands across the ring and waves the referee out of his way, charging at Leon AND SACRIFICING HIMSELF WITH A SPEAR THROUGH THE ROPES, SENDING BOTH MEN CRASHING FROM THE APRON TO THE ARENA FLOOR!!!!!!!!!!!! COLE OH, MY~! COACH They were almost in our lap!! "HOLY SHIT!" "HOLY SHIT!" "HOLY SHIT!" "HOLY SHIT!" Despite their heavy fall Zack and Leon immediately scrap on the arena floor, the match breaking down into an all out fight! Zack is the aggressor and he shows similiar disdain to what he recieved earlier, flinging Leon into and over top of the announce table!! Coach and Cole wisely scatter, with Leon now occupying their sofa dazed and disorientated. Picking his way through the wires and bodies Zack grabs Leon by the back of the head and slams him face-first into the announce table! Leon staggers around ringside and Zack stays in pursuit. A knee cuts him off though, before he's pitched into the timekeeper's table, which goes flying and almost takes Michael Buffer with it (costly!). Leon throws aside the table to get at Zack, punching him repeatedly up against the barrier. On the defensive, Zack shoves his opponent away and then chops him away when Leon moves back in. He goes for another chop, but Leon covers up. Sloppily throwing Zack up against the ring apron, Leon catches Zack with a hard shot to the back of the head, enough to allow him to throw Zack back inside the ring. Before he can get back in as well the challenger's eye is caught by something at ringside. Looking at Zack, Leon throws up his hands and grabs a chair from the debris at ringside, sliding it into the ring. COLE This is getting way out of control and now, Leon's got a chair, this is shades of five weeks ago! Ignoring Nick Patrick's warnings of a disqualification, Leon slides in and readies the steel chair, waiting for Zack to get back up. Screams from the crowd try to warn The Franchise as he gets to his feet... ...and sees the big swing coming out of the corner of his eye, turning and ducking underneath it! Zack catches Leon with a right hand and he drops the chair. Zack then continues to unload with the right hands, backing Leon up across the ring. Irish whip sends Rodez for the ride, up into the lights with a BAAAAACK bodydrop! COLE We are seeing an all out war here for the World Heavyweight Championship, what a match like only OAOAST PPV can deliver! Zack cuts a thumb across his throat signalling the end. He reels Leon into a boot to the gut, then turns the challenger around to set up the ANGLE SLA... NO! Leon slips out and lands on his feet! Back to the turnbuckles, he thinks quickly and sweeps Zack's legs, falling back with a HOTSHOT into the top turnbuckle pad! "OOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" Zack's head snaps back and he's slow to pull himself up, as Leon walks away into the adjacent corner of the ring. COLE Leon measuring the World Champion, Zack doesn't see it coming! COACH See what though? Stalked down in the corner Leon's eyes are locked on The Franchise, tracking his every step. Zack is shaken from the snake eyes he just suffered and he falls halfway through getting to his feet, fatigue taking it's toll. COLE Look at that look in Leon's eyes. Cold, calculating... like a VIPER~! ready to strike! Zack dusts himself down and tries to get to his feet again. Getting antsy Leon shifts around on the spot, just waiting, waiting for Zack to turn around. The World Champion finally does, unsteady on his feet. He turns in search of his former friend and finds him, stood, staring him down with mock sorrow on his face. LEON I'm sorry... I love you... Leon shuffles out of the corner and fires off the SUPERKICK... ....DUCKED!!!! Stopping his tracks, Leon curses under his breath and turns around... ...ONLY TO GET CRACKED WITH SCHOOL'S OUT!!!!! COLE WHAM~! SCHOOL'S OUT AT SCHOOL'S OUT~! COACH Those mocking words kicked right back down Leon's teeth! COLE But has Zack got enough to follow up? Zack lays flat on his stomach after his desperation kick, willed by the crowd to cover. And eventually he does, scrambling on top... ONE! TWO! THREEE!!! NO, FOOT ON THE ROPES!!!!!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Zack falls off of Leon despairingly, thinking that was it. COLE Would you believe it, those same ropes that lead to Leon's downfall as World Champion, tonight coming to his rescue to keep him in this match! If not for those ropes it would be over. COACH Maybe Leon's luck is changing after all. Wearily Zack pulls himself up. Grabbing Leon's wrist he drags the limp challenger into position near the turnbuckles and heads up top. Zack scales the ropes as fast as his weakened body will carry him and stands on the top rope, looking down at Leon. He takes off and tumbles with his challenger's patented 450 SPLASH... BUT FINDS NOBODY HOME!!! "OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE Oh no, Zack made a crucial mistake! He went to send a message but it didn't pay off! Zack staggers up and into Leon, who delivers an ANGLE SLAM!!!! COLE No! Not this way, surely! Hit with the move of his would-be mentor, Zack is out. Leon crawls over to him and with a look of relief he drops on top... ONE! TWO! KICKOUT AT TWO!!!! COACH Dayyum! COLE What resiliance we're seeing from both of these men. Both men want so badly to be World Champion, but I think pride is playing a major factor in the steadfast refusal not to stay down for a three count at this point. Leon shakes his head, looking almost resigned to his fate that nothing will go his way. Giving up on Zack he crawls across the ring, to where the steel chair he brought in earlier lays. He pulls it from underneath the bottom turnbuckle and carries it up with him, but sees Zack using the turnbuckles to get back up in the corner and sets it down. Leon charges with DOUBLE KNEES... but Zack moves and Leon runs himself into the turnbuckles! As he peels himself away Leon is caught with a boot. Hooking him up, Zack takes Leon up with for a fisherman's, only for Leon to escape. Landing on his feet Leon runs Zack forward, RIGHT INTO THE REFEREE! COACH Man down! Hovering over the referee Zack gives him a nudge, trying to revive him. Leon moves in trying to blindsight Zack, but the World Champion sees him coming and takes him up into a fireman's carry. Throwing elbows, Leon manages to free himself. A quick STO Backbreaker puts Zack down favouring his ribs but realising there's no referee Leon can't go for a cover. So he turns his attentions back to the steel chair. COLE And now Leon going for the chair again! After all the whining and complaining about controversial World Title defences he's done, what is exactly? COACH A case of finally getting the long end of the stick for once? Leon looks at the chair in his hands with a cold determination. He lifts it over his head and turns towards Zack, measuring him, a pre-meditated shot unlike the spontaneous one five weeks ago. And he aims for the very same spot on the back, chair high overhead... ...LEAVING HIM UNABLE TO BLOCK A DESPERATION SCHOOL'S OUT~!~!~! "YYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE GOT HIM AGAIN! HE GOT HIM AGAIN! Arching his back in pain Zack begins to crawl over to make a cover, but stops. He looks at the fallen referee, then the fallen Rodez... before his eyes settle on the steel chair. COLE Uh-oh! Zack's eyes widen and he grabs the steel chair, standing over Leon's body with it in hand. Hatred fills the face of the World Heavyweight Champion as Leon starts to stir and he lifts the chair, bringing it CRASHING down across Leon's side! And a second time he brings it down! A third! A fourth! REPEATEDLY with the chair, over and over, the New Orleans crowd roaring it's approval with every crack of the steel against Rodez's body!! COLE You wanted a killer instinct, Anglesault? I think you've got it! COACH Killer instinct!? The guy's snapped Michael! As the chair keeps slamming down and down, again and again, Leon tries despairingly to roll out of harm's way. Getting near the ropes he manages to turn over and holds up his hands, pleading Zack to stop... which he does, with the chair weilded ready to attack again. LEON Please... please, I'm sorry... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, don't hit me again! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" LEON I'm sorry! Please Zack! Please, come on, don't do this! The fans urge Zack to lower the boom and the chair wobbles in Zack's hands, seemingly fighting between a devil and an angel on his shoulder. Leon's pleas for mercy seem to be working though, as Zack's face falls. He looks down at Leon with a certain amount of remorse and with a look of "what am I doing?", Zack hangs his head as he drops the chair... ...BEFORE GOING RIGID FROM A LUNGING SHOT BELOW THE BELT FROM RODEZ!!!!!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!" COLE OH! I don't believe it! How LOW can you get!? A shocked Zack crumbles to his knees, caught totally by surprise. Growling under his breath Leon picks himself up by the ropes and takes control of the chair. No remorse from him, just a contemptful look as he lines Zack up... *KE-RACK~!* ...AND SMASHES HIM OVER THE HEAD WITH THE STEEL CHAIR!!!! "OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" Zack is knocked loopy, no idea of where he is. He tries to roll right back to his feet, brains scrambled. Seeing referee Patrick beginning to recover Leon tosses the chair aside and stalks around Zack, who is bumbling and stumbling as he tries to get back up. The World Champion reaches his knees before dis-orientation sets in. Measuring him again, Leon takes a step back. With a quick 180, he then NAILS Zack with a Rolling Sobat kick, right to the HEAD, causing Zack to slump unconsciously to the canvas!!! COLE Oh my God! Right to the head, a knockout shot! Rolling Zack onto his back Leon motions for Patrick to crawl over and makes the cover, to a chorus of boos. COLE No! COACH It's over Michael. Nick Patrick crawls over with dramatic timing... ONE! COLE Come on Zack, kick! Kick! TWO! COLE NOT THIS WAY! THREEEEEEE!!!!!!! COLE DAMNIT!! COACH New Champion! *DINGDINGDING!* Hardly able to believe it, Leon rolls off of Zack with an initial look of amazement on his face. Something has finally gone his way and it takes a moment to sink in as he sits, staring blankly into the distance beside the bloodied and KOed Franchise. BUFFER LLLLadies and gentlemen, the winner of this contest... and for the second time, the NEW One And Only AngleSault Thread HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION OF THE WOOOORRRRRLLLLLDD... LLLLLEEEEOOOOOOOOONN... RRRROOOOOOOOOODDEEEEEEZZZZZZZZZ!!!!!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!" Realisation sets in for the crowd too and they show their disgust as Leon is confirmed as the winner. Still sat in the centre of the ring, Leon reaches up and SNATCHES the World Title belt away from referee Nick Patrick, holding it in front of his face. No smile appears, no sign of any happiness. Just defiant victory. COLE Redemption was the goal of Leon Rodez and tonight, that redemption has come. Once again, the OAOAST World Heavyweight Champion. To throw away his friends, his family, his morals and beliefs... I just hope it was worth it. Nick Patrick checks on Zack and seeing little signs of life, he waves to the back. Sat just a foot or so away Leon turns around kneeling over Zack, holding the World Title belt over him with an uncaring scowl on his face. A second referee enters the ring and between them, they order Leon to keep back while they check Zack out. The two referees help Zack out of the ring and prop him up. Zack wears a glassy look in his eye as he's helped towards the back, applauding sympathetically by the crowd. Seeing Zack bloodied and beaten, Leon realises he's accomplished what he said he would. And for the first time in weeks, with things going his way for the time time in months, Leon manages a smile... Give me those bright lights, long nights High rise, over time "YYYYYEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!" COLE WHAT?! Give me them bright lights, long nights Party till the sun is rising High rise, over time Working till the moon is shining Hot guys, fly girls Never thought I'd say I feel on top of the world I feel on top of the world Hey The crowd go WILD as Leon watches confused for the return appearance of KRISTA ISADORA DUNCAN. And his face slowly sinks into resignment when he notices a third referee tracking her to the ring. COACH What the hell is this about!? COLE Is this what I think it is!? Krista marches right past Zack on her way down the aisle, setting her briefcase under the ropes and sliding into the ring, to be immediately jumped by stomps from Leon! COLE We're not done here tonight yet fans! Not yet by a longshot! Leon stomps Krista down before suddenly wheeling away, on the verge of throwing a fit at this turn of events. The New Orleans crowd break out into a chant of "KRISTA! KRISTA!" as Leon looks set to explode, lashing out at the ring ropes. COLE With all the excitement of the Money In Bank match earlier, I think we all forgot about Krista! She's still got that briefcase from last year, which she won at AngleSlam! And we heard a bell in all of this commotion... ladies and gentlemen, this is an official World Heavyweight Title match! COACH Is it any wonder Leon thinks the entire world is against him? Trying to focus, Leon goes back after Krista and hauls her against the ropes, looking to send her off with an irish whip. Krista reverses though and catches Leon coming back with a leg lariat, knocking the new World Champion off his feet! Right back up, Leon takes a wild swing at K.I.D, who ducks and SLAPS Leon right across the face! That's enough to throw Rodez off the deep end and he snatches hold of Krista's hair with both hands, an enraged look on his face as he prepares to make her pay. But before he can do so, Krista takes aim AND KICKS LEON DEEP BETWEEN THE LEGS!!!! "YYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE How about a little payback of your own Leon!? Circling around in pain, Leon's pain isn't over as Krista retrieves her briefcase AND CLOCKS LEON RIGHT BETWEEN THE EYES!!!!!! *THUD!* Leon falls chest-first into the ropes, which bounce him back, right into KIDOLOGY!!!!!!!!!! COLE SHE HIT IT! LEON IS OUT! Krista dives on top, not a person in the crowd sitting down... CROWD ONE! CROWD TWO! CROWD THREEYEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! BUFFER LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, HISTORY HAS BEEN MADE HERE TONIGHT... YOUR BRAND NEW OAOAST WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION, FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER, IS KRISTA IIISSSSAAAAADDOOOORRRRAAAAA... DDUUUUUUUUUUUUUNNCCAAAAAAAAAANN!!!!!! "YYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!" The referee picks the OAOAST World Title belt up off of the mat and hands it over to Krista, nearly causing the roof to be blown off! Krista plays it cool and shrugs her shoulders, as if wondering why people think winning a World Title is so hard. COLE It is DEAFENING in here! After one of the most successful and storied careers in the OAOAST, finally, finally, Krista Isadora Duncan has become World Champion! Who ever would have thought we'd be saying that at the end of tonight!? This is a night we will never, EVER forget! COACH No matter how much we want to. Krista's celebrations begin in earnest once Alix Maria Spezia joins her in the ring and embraces her with a big hug. Rolling out of the ring, a despondent and disconsolate Leon Rodez looks up at the ring still shocked at what's happened. He lashes out at the referee checking if he's okay and holding his head in his hands, he trapses off to the back, unwilling to stay and watch Krista being greeted by bursts of fireworks from the rafters! COLE Leon Rodez thought he'd gotten what he wanted. But in the end, yet more misery has been heaped on the once again FORMER World Champion, only champion for a matter of FIVE MINUTES here tonight. And I can't say as I feel any sympathy for the man. COACH How can you not feel sympathy for him? How can you not understand what he's been saying all this time after tonight? That was everything Leon's been saying these past few weeks in one single flashpoint! COLE Well Leon Rodez is no longer World Champion thanks to a lowblow and a shot to the head with a blunt object. Guess what? Neither is Zack Malibu! And who's doing was that? As Leon disappears into the shadows, Krista stands tall in the middle of the ring with the World Championship, already picking out some stylistic flaws with the belt but clearly happy to have what it represents. COLE An unbelievable ending to School's Out as the entire OAOAST has been taught a very valuable lesson... don't forget about Krista! Where on earth do we go from here? The face of the OAOAST has undoubtedly been changed forever! Good night from New Orleans! -FADE OUT- © 2009 OAOAST Entertainment. All Rights Reserved.

TV 14 L, V 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~! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bOsh_TuVJvY is our opening theme song. I'm nice right now, man I-I feel good If you have a drink Would you please put it in the air? Zack Malibu parties at a frat house with a drink in his hand and lovely co-eds dancing around him. That party last night was awfully crazy I wish we taped it I danced my ass off and had this one girl completely naked Drink my beer and smoke my weed but my good friends is all I need Pass out at 3, wake up at 10, go out to eat then do it again Man, I love college Leon Rodez finds himself waking up in a dorm room that's clearly not his, and the fattest heffer he's ever seen I wanna go to college for the rest of my life Sip Banker's Club and drink Miller Lite On Thirsty Thursday and Tuesday Night Ice And I can get pizza a dollar a slice Spencer Reiger and CMJ sit at a bar in a drinking competition with several frineds. So fill up my cup, let's get fucked up I'm next on the table, who want what? I am champion at beer pong Allen Iverson, Hakeem Olajuwon At another frat party Reject challenges PRL to a game of foosball Don't even bounce, not in my house Better hope you make it otherwise you naked Time isn't wasted when you're getting wasted Woke up today and all I could say is Inside a physics class lecture hall, Krista lies face first on her desk in pure slumber. Oddly enough Alix pays perfect attention as she jots down notes of the lecture. Um, that party last night was awfully crazy I wish we taped it I danced my ass off and had this one girl completely naked Drink my beer and smoke my weed but my good friends is all I need Pass out at 3, wake up at 10, go out to eat then do it again Theodore Moneymaker, Christian Wright, and CPA cruise along campus in a convertible singing the song at the top of their lungs I can't tell you what I learned from school but I could tell you a story or two, um Yeah, of course I learned some rules Like don't pass out with your shoes on (Get the Sharpie!) The mischievous Melody Nerdly writes all sorts of scribble scrabble on the passed out head of Jade Rodez-Duncan. And don't leave the house 'til the booze gone (No, we're not leaving) And don't have sex if she's too gone When it comes to condoms put two on (Trust me) Then tomorrow night find a new jawn ThunderKid is seen dancing at a house party with two hot sorority sisters. Hold the beer bong, nothing wrong with some fun (Here, hold this) Even if we did get a little bit too drunk Time isn't wasted when you're getting wasted Woke up today and all I could say is That party last night was awfully crazy I wish we taped it (I wish we taped) I danced my ass off and had this one girl completely naked Drink my beer and smoke my weed but my good friends is all I need Pass out at 3, wake up at 10, go out to eat then do it again Simon and Ned have both passed out on their dorm room floor, surrounded by Miller Lite bottles. Man, I love college, ay! I love drinking, ay! I love women, ay! I love college The OAOAST Superstars (well at the least the ones smart enough to attend college stand at frat house party with Zack the MC Now if everybody would please Put their drink as high as they can As high as they can (As high as they can) And repeat after me OAOAST SUPERSTARS Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Freshmen! Freshmen! Freshmen! Freshmen! OAOAST SUPERSTARS Do something' crazy! Do somethin' crazy! Do something' crazy! Do somethin' crazy! Keg stand! Keg stand! Keg stand! Keg stand! That party last night was awfully crazy I wish we taped it (I wish we taped) (You know it's going down) I danced my ass off and had this one girl completely naked Drink my beer and smoke my weed but my good friends is all I need (You're all invited, bring your friends) Pass out at 3, wake up at 10, go out to eat then do it again Man, I love college Do I really have to graduate? Or can I just stay here for the rest of my life? COLE Folks welcome to Tulane University! I am Michael Cole joined with Johnathan Coachman to witness the blockbuster pay per view, School's Out! COACH Big matches on tonight's card with Zack Malibu looking for revenge and a successful title defense against Leon Rodez COLE It'll be interesting to see how Leon's new attitude is going to affect his performance and wrestling style, Zack may be facing a rather unpredictable foe! COACH What about the money in the bank ladder match! Some of the biggest names in the OAOAST are in that thing. Well, besides Denzel Spencer, homeboy is like Sidney Ponson in a pitching rotation that's got Nolan Ryan, Bob Gibson, and Roger Clemens. COLE Denzel has every right to be in that match, after stunning Mister Dick with an upset elimination in the battle royal. He could surprise you, Coach. Or it could be the big man Bohemoth getting the briefcase or possibly former world champion PRL making his first appearance in an OAOAST ring since before Anglemania. COACH I got money on Reject or Spencer Reiger. Both these guys are future OAOAST World Champions! COLE Well, we'll see!

OAOAST Event Tracker is brought to you by Drag Me To Hell, now in theaters across the country June 4th, 2009 - Biloxi, MS June 11th, 2009 - Tokyo, Japan June 18th, 2009 - London, England June 25th, 2009 - Bridgeport, CT We cut backstage where Morgan Nerdly carries to cups of ice coffee, she looks a bit more cheerful than usual. One would assume that's due to being on her way to see Lorelei. MORGAN Lori, I got Iced Coffee! She enters the The Enterprise dressing room, only to find Lorelei sprawled out on the floor. Morgan drops her iced coffees and immediately rushes to Lorelei's aid. MORGAN Lorelei? Lorelei? There's no answer and Morgan begins to look even more paniced. MORGAN Lorelei, speak to me! No response from the limp body of Lorelei. MORGAN I need a paramedic! Somebody get me a paramedic!

Right now you say? Right now There's pandemonium backstage with The Rockers and The Christ Air Express in a brawl that's hardly contained by security officers. LOGAN What do you think you're doing messing with my wife! MARV Just giving you guys a taste of your own medicine! SYNTH I's gotcha medicine right here, punkass! MEL Then bring it! Synth indeed does bring and Logan and the Nerdly twins try to do the same However a gaggle of security guards impedes their fight, leaving them to curse and shout at one another. COLE The war between The Heavenly Rockers and The Christ Air Express continues I don't feel like writing entrances, so pretend this video is the entrances. *DING DING DING* All eight men stand around in a circle, looking at the briefcase in the air. COLE And that's what it's all about, right there! That briefcase contains a contract for a shot at the OAOAST World title! Reject and PRL begin to slug it out, and the rest of the combatants follow suit! COLE And here we go! Everyone spills to the outside, while Cortez pounds on Bo inside the ring. Cortez stops to go to the top rope, as PRL, Denzel, Reject, Alf, and Blonde all slug it out with one another, and flies into the pack with a flying bodypress! COLE Cortez putting it on the line early here! Meanwhile, in the ring, Reiger sets up a ladder! COACH Look at Spencer! Reiger starts to climb, but Bo gets to his feet and pulls him off, then hammers away on the back. Reiger rolls outside, and Bo follows, as Reject and Cortez roll inside and start climbing the ladder. COLE And now it's Todd Cortez and Reject making the climb! Reject and Cortez slug it out atop the ladder, until Denzel rolls inside and shoves it over, with Reject and Cortez landing on the ropes with their midsection and spilling to the floor. Denzel then climbs the ladder. COLE Denzel Spencer going for the early win! PRL slides in, and shoves the ladder over once more, but Denzel is able to come down on his feet, and catches PRL with a flying forearm! COLE Nice move by Denzel, able to catch himself and stay on the offense! PRL fights back, as Blonde loots around under the ring, but gets hammered from behind by Alf. Alf then pulls out a kendo stick! COACH Uh-oh... Alf spins the kendo stick around as the fans get into it, and delivers a shot to the gut of Blonde! He then levels Reject in the back from behind, then a shot to the gut of Cortez! He then makes his way back to Blonde, and brings the stick down onto his head! COACH OH, no! Alf raises the stick in the air, but is attacked from behind by Reiger. COLE Spencer Reiger from behind, as James Blonde has been busted open by that kendo stick! Reiger grabs Alf by the head, and tosses him into the steel steps! He then stomps away on Bo and PRL, before grabbing another ladder and laying it across the ring apron and support rail. As Bo tosses Blonde into the ring, Reiger sets up a suplex on Alf towards the ladder, but Alf blocks and delivers a suplex of his own! COLE Reiger had intents of suplexing Alf onto that ladder, but Alf turns it around! Blonde manages to get the better of Bo, and stomps him to the outside. He rolls out and grabs a trashcan, then rolls back inside. He meets PRL in mid-ring, and delivers a shot with the can! COLE And look at James Blonde with the trash can! GARBAGE DAY~! Reject rolls inside, and takes a shot! Blonde then delivers a shot to Alf! Blonde then turns around and sees Todd Cortez, mulls it over for a second, then flattens him with a shot! COACH COLE Blonde just hit Cortez with the trash can! Remember, every man for himself! COACH I guess so! Blonde celebrates his feat, to boos, but takes a shot from a ladder from Denzel! Reiger then jumpes Denzel from behind, but walks into a Bo spinebuster! COLE BIG spinebuster from Bo! Bo then opens up a ladder and lays it on the mat, then lays a closed ladder inside it. He then communicates with Denzel, who nods and climbs to the top rope. COACH Oh, this isn't fair, these two are working together! Bo holds Reiger's face inches from the ladder, with Denzel having the intent of coming down onto the ladder, thus springing into the face of Reiger. However, Cortez intervenes, shoving Denzel off the top to the floor! COACH Whew! Thank goodness for Cortez right there! Bo knocks Cortez off the apron, then sets up a powerbomb onto the ladder! COLE Powerbomb coming! However, PRL dropkicks Bo from behind, as Reiger simultaneously backdrops him onto the ladder! COLE A little inadvertent teamwork, and it's Bo who tastes the ladder! PRL boots Reiger in the gut, and tosses him outside, then lays another ladder on the mat, and sets Bo on it. COLE And how about this matchup, PRL against Bo? PRL hammers Bo on the ladder, then climbs to the top. He gets his balance, and comes off for the PEOPLE'S ELBOW DROP~!!!...but Bo moves out of the way, and PRL lands on the ladder! COLE Nobody home! COACH Look at this! Denzel climbs up immediately after PRL lands, and hits him with the KINPUPPALICK ON THE LADDER~!!!!!11111 COLE And Denzel with that 450 splash on PRL, on the ladder! Bo gets to his feet, and grabs a ladder, delivering chest-level shots to Cortez, Reject, and Blonde, while Denzel begins to climb a ladder. Bo climbs the other side, and slugs away at Denzel, knocking him off. However, after he does this, Cortez comes from behind and powerbombs him down to the mat! Cortez then floors Reject and Alf with clotheslines as they roll into the ring. He then hits a baseball slide on PRL, before picking up a ladder. COLE And maybe Todd Cortez making a climb here... However, as he starts, Reiger springs off a chair, and catches him with the NEW YORK KNOCKOUT~! COACH Whoa! COLE The New York Knockout out of nowhere! Reiger celebrates his feat, then eats a SUPERKICK~! from Alf! Alf sets up a ladder, and begins to climb. COLE Here he goes! Is it going to be Alf? As Alf climbs the ladder, Reject sneaks up from behind, and delivers a low blow! COLE Reject, ever the opportunist, scoring with a low blow! Denzel slides in behind Reject, and delivers a foot to the gut, followed by a scissor kick! He then rolls outside to the announcers' table and starts picking it apart. COLE Denzel picking apart our table here... Denzel slugs away at Reiger, then rolls him onto the table. Denzel then grabs the big ladder from underneath the ring, and begins to climb. COLE Don't do this, Denzel! Go get the briefcase! Denzel gains his balance on the top, and LEGDROPS REIGER THROUGH THE ANNOUNCERS' TABLE~!!! COLE A legdrop, through Spencer Reiger, through the table! HO-LY SHIT~! HO-LY SHIT~! HO-LY SHIT~! HO-LY SHIT~! COLE Both of these guys are out of it! COACH Denzel Spencer's ladder legdrop, was it cool or what? Meanwhile, back in the ring, Bo goes to pick up Reject...but gets hit with the EULOGY~!!!!!11111 out of nowhere! COLE And Reject with the Eulogy on Bohemoth! Reject then catches Todd Cortez coming in, and gives him a EULOGY~!!!!!11111, as well! COLE And now Cortez getting one! PRL delivers a foot to the gut of Reject, then hooks him for the P.R. NIGHTMARE~!!!!!11111, but Reject spins out, and catches him with the EULOGY~!!!!!11111, as well! COLE And one for PRL! And Reject, now, with his sights set on the briefcase! Reject grabs the big ladder from the outside, and slides it into the ring. COLE And there you see Denzel Spencer and Spencer Reiger, still out of it! Reject begins to climb the big ladder, but Alf approaches slowly, and brings him down with a LOW BLOW~! COLE And there's a little payback for Alf, from Reject's low blow earlier! Alf sets up a normal-sized ladder, and begins to climb,as Reject comes to, and climbs the big ladder again. As Alf gets to the top, he starts to grab the briefcase, but Blonde grabs his ladder from underneath him, leaving him hanging in mid-air! COLE Alf suspended in mid-air, with no ladder! Reject gets on level with Alf, then waits for the right moment...and takes him FROM THE SUSPENDED BRIEFCASE, TO THE MAT, WITH THE EULOGY~!!!!!11111 COLE/COACH HO-LY SHIT~! HO-LY SHIT~! HO-LY SHIT~! HO-LY SHIT~! Alf convulses on the mat, as Reject is also out of it. Blonde sets up the ladder, and begins to climb...but is shocked to see Cortez looking down at him from the other side of the ladder! COLE Look at this! Remember, Cortez took a trashcan to the head from Blonde earlier! Cortez has a grin on his face, then rams Blonde's head into the top of the ladder once, twice, three time! He then drags Blonde far enough over the ladder to hook a standing headscissors. COACH Oh no... COLE Is he going for what I think he is? Cortez bends over Blonde and grabs the sides of the ladder, pulling himself down, and executing a RIOT ACT PLUS FROM THE LADDER~!!!!!11111 COLE IT IS! A Riot Act Plus from the top of the ladder! Cortez slowly gets to his feet, but Bo comes in and catches him with the EROTIC AWAKENING OF B~!!!!!1111, onto a ladder! COLE Erotic Awakening of B~! Bo starts to climb a ladder, but Alf starts to climb the other side. COLE I can't believe Alf is back in the match! Bo delivers a couple rights to Alf at the top, but Alf dodges one, then chokes Bo across the top of the ladder. He then gouges the eyes of Bo, then reaches across with a CHOP~! Crowd: WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~! And another! Crowd: WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~! And another! Crowd: WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~! This sends Bo down to the mat, but Alf, rather than go for the briefcase, opts to get his balance atop the ladder, and deliver a FIVE-STAR ALF SPLASH FROM THE TOP OF THE LADDER~!!!!!11111 COLE Alf with the Five-Star to Bo from the top of the ladder! PRL grabs Alf from behind, and sets up the P.R. NIGHTMARE~!!!!!11111...but Alf grabs the legs and trips him up, then hooks him in the SHARPSHOOTER~!!!!!11111 COLE Alf with the Sharpshooter on PRL! COACH But what good does that do in this match? As PRL screams in pain and reaches for the ropes, Reject sets up a ladder and begins to climb, forcing Alf to release the hold and go after him. Alf catches up to him atop the ladder, and wins a slugfest, prompting Thunderkid and Mr. Dick to rush to the ring! COLE Wait a minute, here comes the Deadly Alliance! Alf hops down, and meets both men with clotheslines, but Reject attacks from behind, and a 3-on-1 beatdown ensues. TK and MD retreat to the outside and bring a GLASS table from underneath the ring. COACH Look at that table, it's made of glass! TK and MD slide the table into the ring, and Reject sets it up, but Alf starts firing back on him! COLE And look at Alf fight back! Suddenly, PRL hits TK and MD with a plancha on the outside! He then slides back in as Reject slugs Alf down, the two hammer away on one another. PRL slams Reject in the middle of the ring, and the crowd buzzes. COLE Could be the Puerto Rican Elbow! PRL runs to one side of the ring, then the other side...but gets cut off by a Sandman clothesline! The crowd boos, as MD positions the glass table, and TK and Reject set up and deliver THUNDEROUS REJECTION, THROUGH THE GLASS TABLE~! COLE/COACH PRL is out of it on the mat, as Reject sets up a ladder, climbs, and GRABS THE BRIEFCASE~! *DING DING DING* COACH YEAH~! I told you, Cole! COLE And Reject, thanks in large part to his Deadly Alliance stablemates, has won the Money in the Bank ladder match! BUFFER The winner of the match...RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EJEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECT!!!!! Sandman, TK and MD celebrate on the mat, as Reject poses with the briefcase atop the ladder. COLE An outstanding match with eight men putting their careers on the line, it's just a shame it had to end the way it did, with the other DA members getting involved! Reject climbs down and high-fives the other members of the DA, then stands over PRL in the wreckage and holds the briefcase in the air. Alf struggles to his feet, and Reject measures him, then floors him with the briefcase! COLE And that was just a cheap shot right there! Reject rolls to the outside, and the rest of the DA laughs with him, as they celebrate down the aisle. COACH And I called this, Cole! I knew Reject was due! Look out, Zack Malibu, because you never know when the R-Man's coming!

We're taken to an outside shot of Tulane's campus and then return to the rabid OAOAST Marks in attendance COLE More tag team action on hand! Lets go to Michael Buffer. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the ONE & ONLY WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP! “Scream” by Chris Cornell hits and the Orange County Cobras head to the ring minus Molly Nerdly due to her participation in the School Girl Brawl. BUFFER Introducing first, the challengers. From the O.C., at a total combine weight of 460 pounds, the 2009 Anderson Cup champions… SIMON SINGLETON and NED BLANCHARD... THE ORANGE COUNTY COOOOBRAS!!!! "YYYEEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!" Simon and Ned acknowledge the crowd as they pose on the apron. COLE As documented on television, if the Orange County Cobras capture the gold here tonight they’d join Chicks Over Dicks as the only teams to hold the tag team championship on 4 separate occasions. But it won’t be an easy task going up against arguably the most decorated tag team in OAOAST history. “Shine” by Collective Soul blares overhead as Team Heyross pause to raise their arms, setting off red, white and blue pyro behind them. BUFFER And their opponents! Total combined weight of 485 pounds, they are the reigning and defending tag team champions of the WOOOOOORLD… CHARLIE MOSS and QUENTIN BENJAMIN... TEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMM HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYRRRRROSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!! "YYYEEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!" Team Heyross pose with the titles on the turnbuckles, then hand them over to referee Mickey Jay (not Mickie James for the easily confused, if such people truly exist) who displays the gold for all to see. COLE And there you see them, ladies and gentlemen, the One & Only World tag team champions Team Heyross back after a successful overseas tour. COACH Give the people the truth, Cole. Moss and Benjamin fled the country to avoid a rematch with Spencer Reiger and Colin Maguire, Jr., the LDC Moneygang. COLE They did not and you know it. Besides, they had their shot, which they only got by screwing the Orange County Cobras thanks to the help of your good friend Theodore Moneymaker I might add. In a sign of respect, and sportsmanship, but mostly R-E-S-P-E-C-T, both teams meet mid-ring and shake hands. Back in their corners, the teams remove their entrance attire and discuss last minute strategy. * DINGDINGDING * Quentin Benjamin and Simon Singleton get the nod for their respective squads and lockup. Placed in a side headlock Benjamin utilizes an overhead wristlock to escape Simon’s clutches, bridging him back. ONE! Simon lifts his shoulder off the mat, then kips up and performs a monkey flip…but Benjamin lands on his feet and charges full speed ahead. Under a leapfrog he goes and, on the rebound, counters an attempted hip toss into a monkey flip. But anything Benjamin can do Simon can do better as he too lands safely on both feet. His next move, however, a running attack, goes terribly wrong as Benjamin nabs him in a TILT-A-WHIRL… NO! SIMON COUNTERS WITH A SPINNING HEADSCISSORS TAKEOVER! COACH It’s like they’re moving at the speed of light, Cole. COLE No surprise when you consider Simon Singleton and Quentin Benjamin are two of the fastest men in the OAOAST. Simon takes Benjamin to the mat in a side headlock. Naturally Benjamin responds by scissoring the head, prompting Simon to float on top. He doesn’t stay there long though, as Benjamin bridges out and executes a side suplex! The cover. ONE! TW-- KICKOUT! Simon rolls to his corner and tags Ned. Following a brief handshake Ned and Benjamin lockup. The victim of a side headlock, Ned shoves Benjamin into the ropes and gets leveled by a shoulder tackle. Quick cover. ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Ned reverses a whip, then he and Benjamin go back-and-forth trying to hip toss the other until Benjamin is flung over the top rope but onto the apron. Shoulder thrust doubles Ned over and Benjamin slings in off the back of the Handsome Hustler, hitting the ropes to make the tag. Benjamin slides through Ned’s legs and sweeps him off his feet as Moss scores with the clothesline! COLE Double Goozle~! The cover. ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Moss wears Ned down in a half-nelson (because a chinlock is boring), then switches to a head scissors. Nowhere to go trapped smack in the middle of the ring, Ned rolls onto his stomach, turning Moss over with him in the process. COACH Ned Blanchard living up to the stereotype, Mikey Cole -- he is a dumb blond! What’s he trying to do right here? Ned bridges his neck then floats backward onto Moss in a sitting position and applies a BOSTON CRAB! COLE A counter! And a spectacular one at that! COACH Alright, I admit. I was wrong. Blanchard knew what he was doing after all. Unable to pickup the submission, not that he was expecting it against competitors like Team Heyross, Ned SLINGSHOTS Moss into the corner and nails a big-time lariat! The cover. ONE! TWO! SAVE BY BENJAMIN! Ned rams Moss into the buckle and tags out, but it’s not until he and Simon hit a double back elbow that he exits. From a vertical position Simon leaps into the air and SPLASHES down on Moss, then grapevines the leg! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Simon attempts a suplex but Moss floats over and rolls him up! ONE! TWO! NO! Kicked off into the ropes Moss and Benjamin make the blind tag. As Moss shoots back, Simon leapfrogs him and gets popped by a Benjamin SUPERKICK! The cover. ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Benjamin sets Simon on the top rope for a superplex only to be shoved down, but he recovers quickly enough to RUN THE ROPES AND HIT A BRIDGING EXPLODER SUPLEX~!!! “OOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!” The count. ONE! TWO! SAVE BY NED! COLE Ned Blanchard just bailed out his team right there. There’s no way Simon would’ve kicked out of that in my opinion. COACH I don’t often agree with you, Cole, but I do here. We were all witnesses to Quentin Benjamin’s freakish athleticism. Moss enters and Team Heyross perform a DOUBLE HIP TOSS immediately followed by a DOUBLE WHEELBARROW SUPLEX!! Benjamin covers. ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Benjamin whips Simon hard into the buckle for THE STINGER SPLASH, then a TOP ROPE BULLDOG! The cover. ONE! TWO! NO! Ned again makes the timely save. COACH You know what I find interesting, Cole? Not one punch has been thrown. Both teams have kept it clean. COLE It’s not something you often see in today’s world of wrestling. Benjamin places Simon in the ABDOMINAL STRETCH as SPENCER REIGER and COLIN MAGUIRE, JR. arrive ringside. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" COLE What are they doing here? COACH Getting a better look at the competition I‘d say. COLE I’d say otherwise given their statements in recent weeks and the fact Spencer Reiger is scheduled to compete NEXT in the Money in the Bank match. Their presence a distraction to all, the competitors in the ring do their best to go on about the business at hand. Unfortunately for Benjamin, he falls asleep at the wheel and Simon executes a hip toss to break out of the abdominal stretch. Benjamin, however, is able to reverse a whip and locks on THE SLEEPER HOLD…but Simon is quick to shove him off into the ropes where Ned throws a KNEE TO THE BACK, which Simon capitalizes with a DDT! The cover. ONE! TWO! SAVE BY MOSS! SIMON/NED COACH Tempters are starting to flare, Cole. COLE Neither team real thrilled with the last couple of moves. First you had the knee to the back and then a rather stiff kick to the head to breakup the fall. Simon rams Benjamin into the buckle and tags Ned, who STOMPS A MUDHOLE AND WALKS IT DRY. Ned then shoots Benjamin off and connects with a back elbow, followed by the dreaded POINTY ELBOW~! The cover. ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Slammed mid-ring, Benjamin moves as Ned leaps down from the middle rope, spiking his knee into the canvas. Moss gets the tag and immediately works over the leg before attempting to lock on THE MOSSY KNOLL~!, but Ned rapidly squirms to the ropes. Brought to a vertical base, a series of European uppercuts softens him up for an Irish whip and eventually a RELEASE OVERHEAD BELLY-TO-BELLY SUPLEX! The cover. ONE! TWO! SAVE BY SIMON! Moss motions Benjamin to the top and hoists Ned onto his shoulders. COLE Super Rocker Dropper perhaps? As Benjamin scales the turnbuckles he suddenly loses his balance, the result of SIMON SHAKING THE ROPES, and CROTCHES HIMSELF! “OOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!” COACH It’s every team for himself now, Cole. They’re gonna anything and everything it takes to walk out with the tag belts around their waists. Ned heads to the corner and SPLASHES BENJAMIN DOWN ON MOSS! Simon receives the tag and the O.C. Cobra hit their SLINGSHOT SUPLEX/SPRINGBOARD CROSSBODY COMBO! COLE We may be on the verge of new tag team champions! The count. ONE! TWO! THR-- NO!! DETECTIVE TANGO BOSLEY YANKS THE REFEREE OUTSIDE! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Bosley apologizes for his actions only to be scolded by the official. A shouting match ensues between him and Ned as CPA enters the ring and knocks Simon out cold with a GIGATON PUNCH! CPA places Moss on top and exits. COLE DAMN HIM! The count. NED ONE! TWO! NO!! Realizing what’s happened Moss breaks the fall, much to the dismay of V.I.C.E. "YYYEEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!" COACH What is he, stupid?! You take the win any way you can! COLE Not like that he won’t. COACH If Team Heyross drop the titles tonight Moss has nobody but himself to blame. Moss lifts a lifeless Simon to his feet…and gets wrapped in a SMALL PACKAGE! ONE! TWO! THR-- KICKOUT! Simon ducks a clothesline and takes Moss down again, this time in a CRUCIFIX! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Desperately in need of a tag, Simon tries leaping over Moss to get to his corner but is caught, spun around and DROPPED THROAT-FIRST ON THE TOP ROPE! Team Heyross tag and perform their trademark LEAPFROG/BODY GUILLOTINE maneuver! Benjamin then hooks Simon and delivers a GERMAN SUPLEX! To prevent Ned from breaking the pin Moss meets him across the ring and they tumble over the top! Not to be forgotten, the pin inside the ring. ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! COLE Where did Simon Singleton find the strength to kick out of that?! Benjamin stands Simon upright and knocks him outside with a SPINNING WHEEL KICK! Off the ropes he FLIPS OVER THE TOP AND ONTO SIMON AND THE LDC MONEYGANG BELOW! COLE Somersault plancha! On the other side of the squared circle, Ned accidentally bumps into V.I.C.E. and gets beat down! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" But Moss comes to his defense and the men previously doing battle now fight together. Meanwhile, an irate LDC Moneygang get into it with Benjamin and ATTACK him, prompting Simon to rush to his aid. "YYYEEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!" COACH It’s turned into a pier-six brawl, Cole. All hell is breaking loose. Too chaotic to continue in his judgment, the referee calls for the bell as OAOAST officials swarm the area to breakup the fight which has turned into the O.C. Cobras against the LDC Moneygang and V.I.C.E. versus Team Heyross. * DINGDINGDING * Once some semblance of order is restored we get the official decision following a brief conversation between referee Mickey Jay and ring announcer Michael Buffer. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, your attention please. I have just been informed that due to outside interference this bout has been ruled a NO CONTEST! Still your One & Only World tag team champions… TEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMM HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYRRRRROSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!! “Shine” by Collective Soul cues and the guys shake hands with the Orange County Cobras to a round of applause. COLE Though the LDC Moneygang and V.I.C.E. ruined it for us all, we still were treated to a terrific tag team title bout. I can only hope those two teams meet again in the near future. COACH Maybe in a #1 contenders match because Spencer Reiger and CMJ, the LDC Moneygang, are gonna be our next tag team champions. COLE Right now…

“Makes Me Wonder” hits to a very negative reaction, and D*LUX themselves are made to wonder why the audience is so hostile. Forgoing any practice of riling the audience up, the boys from Michigan merely toss their jackets aside and head to the ring. BUFFER And introducing the opponents. First, from the great state of Michigan... the team of "TREMENDOUS" TYLER and "SHOWTIME" SHAYNE... D*LLLLLLLUUUUUUUUUUUXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX!!! COACH Fool, fools, fools! No one asks for a match with Chicks Over Dicks, no one! During their last title reign they had an open policy of giving shots to anyone and Mister Moneymaker still had to pay people to fight them. When you gotta pay niggas to get a free title shot, you know something is going on. COLE Well, when you think of great OAOAST tag teams you think if Black T, The Orange County Cobras, The Heavenly Rockers, and Chicks Over Dicks, and D*LUX just wants to be mentioned in that same group and that’s why they challenged their once good friends Chicks Over Dicks. The problem is unlike those other teams, the girls attack you more mentally then physically, they play games and they play tricks and most people can't handle that. The twosome enters the ring and decides to just talk strategy with each other rather than incite further crowd fury. COLE You think they’re nervous.? COACH They’re gonna be pretty soon. Hey, hey, you, you I don't like your girlfriend! No way, no way! I think you need a new one Hey, hey, you, you I could be your girlfriend! Hey, hey, you, you! I know that you like me! No way, no way! No, it's not a secret Hey, hey, you, you!! I want to be your girlfriend! Fireworks, baby, motherfuckin fire works explode all across the school house setting! Into this sparkling array steps Krista Isadora Duncan with Alix Maria Spezia at her side. Alix gives a little wave to the fans, before Krista twirls her into her arms as if this were dancing with the stars. Alix tosses her head backwards and throws a kiss to the camera causing super imposed red lips to appear on the screen, BUFFER And their oppoents! First, from Los Angeles, California, she is a two time 24/7 champion, a multi time Angle Award winner….ALIX MARIA SPEZIA! And her partner, from Los Angeles, California, she is a Hollywood Walk of Famer, the 2009 Wrestler of the year, best selling author, and star of the world famous FIT with KID line of exercise videos, she is the OAOAST’s Miss Money In The Bank, KRISTA ISADORA DUNCAN! Together they are four time world tag team champions, Hollywood “It” Girls, America's Sweethearts... CCHHHIIIICCKKSSS OOOOVVVVVEEEEEERRRRRR... DDIIIIIIIIIICCKKSSSSSS!!! Hollywood’s hottest, strolls down the ramp in entirely different fashions. Krista wears her SERIOUS WRESTLING attire of purple and gold bell bottoms and a purple tanktop of course housing The Lakers logo. Alix on the other hand looks like she’s set for a day at the small in a pink and white horizontal striped polo and heavily destroyed jeans. COLE The Lakers were pushed to their limit by The Nuggets can D*LUX do the same and stage an upset? Forgoing her usual crowd thrilling leg hanging trick, Krista just slides into the ring with a fierce glare coming from her blue eyes. Alix hops up the stairs with a bag of potato chips in hand and digs through them as Krista and Tyler begin the match. DING DING DING “Welcome all, to the Introduction to Sonning class. I am your instructor Krista Isadora Duncan and my special assistant is Alix Maria Spezia. Today we’re going to give novices the tools they need to begin a rewarding life of sonning fools, idiots, and republicans. Let’s begin.” “Object A,” Krista points to Tyler “is the sonee. He may also be referred to as dope, moron, jackass, and Bill O’Reily, The sonee is characterized by his caveman like features, and small cranium indicating a small brain. The soneee isn’t very smart having given up on education after being stumped on who stole Christmas in the book ”The Grinch Steals Christmas” Now if you all will watch a standard and true sonning technique.” Krista extends her hand to Tyler, and god almighty Tyler goes to accept the handshake , but Krista pulls her hand away. “Here’s where we have some choices in what I like to call, the “follow through sonning”” We can smack the sonnee in the back of the head THWAAAAAAAp “Or we can taunt with an irish jig, or perhaps a multiplication problem such as 5 times 6 to perhaps overload their tiny brain” Krista shows some small bit of mercy by ending her lesson and taking on Tyler with a lockup. The two (former) friends jostle back and forth, with Krista not even putting half her effort into the hold. Her lazy attitude does her no harm however, as Miss Money In The Bank succeeds in hurling him into a neutral corner. As Tyler takes a hard collision with the posts Krista begins stamping and stomping her feet like a raging bull. She charges full speed ahead only for her heels to u-turn and bring her towards Shayne. Caught completely by surprise, “Showtime” is knocked clear off the apron by her punch! “There’s a time and place for a sudden sonning, the time is always and I’ll let you figure out the place. Stay thirsty, my friends.” COACH They begged all month for this match, shouldn’t they have watched some tape on COD? Don’ they worship the ground they walk on? Alix and Krista may be the most unpredictable duo but if any one should be able to predict them its D*LUX. Having gotten to the top rope, Tyler throws himself towards Krista with an axe handle. But, Miss California simply slides backwards to avoid it. Bryant comes down awkwardly on his teetering boots. This leads Krista to place her index finger on his forehead and happily push him over! She then summons the audacity to actually pin Bryant off the mere shove. ONE! Unsurprisingly, Bryant kicks out. Perhaps surprisingly Krista actually looks annoyed over missing the three count. Stomping away in temperamental huff she applies the tag to Alix. “YEAAAAAAAAA!” Immediately upon entering the ring, Alix bunny hops towards Bryant as he begins to rise off the canvas. Alix greets him with a cute little wave and then throws him into the cables. The peculiar thing is that Alix runs right along beside him. He hits the ropes again and Alix faithfully keeps pace. Another go round on the ropes and The Hollywood Bad Girl is still at Bryant’s side. COLE What is she doing? COACH I don’t think even she knows. Alix isn’t quite as clueless as the announcers think. Well at least in this instance she’s not as clueless. Pulling herself a few steps ahead of Tyler she’s able to reach the ropes before him. She grabs onto the ropes and slides her leg backwards just enough for Bryant to trip over her furry boots As he falls forward Alix releases her grip on the ropes to send them bouncing up where they catch Bryant right in the nose. He clumsily falls to the mat, reaching for a nose he’s sure is broken. Alix couldn’t possibly care less about Bryant’s suffering and proceeds to show off her “Talent” for rapping “Ah, once again my friend Not a trend for then They said, rap was crap But never had this band Till the ruler came With a cooler name Made ya dance and prance and draw the fans insane Name is Run my son Number one for fun Not a gun that's done and get done by none The others act, in fact, is just wack I kill” Alix then proceeds to run in place on top of Bryant’s slender torso. ALIX WHO’S HOUSE? CROWD RUN’S HOUSE! ALIX WHO’S HOUSE? CROWD RUN’S HOUSE! ALIX WHO’S HOUSE? CROWD RUN’S HOUSE! Things get all the more worse for Tyler when Alix proceeds to do the following on his chest…. COACH Wow! They usually wait until your senior year to teach you tap dancing sonning.! I need to start taking notes. After concluding this edition of Soultrain, Alix brings Tyler to his feet. He looks nauseous and the expression on his face is one of sickening exhaustion. Thus Alix does the only thing she can; she knees him in the stomach with vicious strikes. Near enough to grab the ropes, Bryant holds and prays that referee Clem Buzzlefoxer will see his move to salvation. Fortunately for him the old man sees his grip on the ropes and orders Alix to leave him be. “YOU WILL NOT CONTROL THE MIGHTY ALIX OF THE GREAT MAYAN EMPIRE, INFIDEL!” And no shall he even try, as Alix goes back to terrorizing Bryant’s midsection with her violent knees. Eventually she grows tired of tearing his intestines apart and releases him. He’s only given a moment for a temporary breather as Alix is soon tossing him into a neutral corner with an Irish whip. One might expect Alix to follow through with a corner splash or perhaps a lariat. But Alix remains motionless besides tapping her foot and whistling to herself. “Aren’t you gonna attack me?” “Nah, not really in the mood.” Skeptical of Alix’s answers but confident in his own defenses, Tyler creeps inch by inch towards Alix. That’s when he’s leveled by a surprise and hellishly painful superkick from Krista. “Sorry, I guess the mood just struck me.” She mutters to her fallen admirer. Alix scoops the dazed and weary Bryant off the canvas . Treating him like a dish rag she merely throws him into his corner so he can make a tag with his partner. “BOOOOOOOOOOO!” Entering the ring, Shayne bounces back and forth on his sneakers, pumping himself up for the task at hand. Thoroughly psyched up and ready for a fight, Brave nears Alix who’s merely relaxing on the ropes. The moment he reaches her she swats him away as though he were nothing more than fruit fly. Deeply angered he tries the same tactic only to find the same embarrassing result. COLE I don’t remember COD treating even the Wrecking Crew this bad. Shayne persists in attracting Alix’s attention. This wears Alix’s normally high level of patience down to non existence and Shayne receives this for his efforts…. ALIX TO SHAYNE COLE Shayne and Tyler yet to get any sort of rhythm, in fact I don’t think they’ve had one offensive attack all match, have they? COACH Ain’t nobodies fault but their own. These cats were the only team on Chicks Over Dicks goodside and they ruined it all for some stupidity. Shayne dusts himself off after recovering from his humiliating spill through the ropes. Though his spine may be a little worse for the wear, his fighting spirit remains strong. It spurs him forward and he leaps onto the apron ready to challenge Alix in earnest. Problem is Alix just kicks him off the ring apron. Shayne climbs again and gets kicked off again. The sequence continues to play, embarrassing Shayne beyond what’s humanly possible. “This is fun, we should fight you dudes some more!” Alix joyfully exclaims “Hey, guys check this one out, I learned it from Enter The Dragon.” “WAAAAAAAHHHHHHCHOOOOOOOEY!” the lethal war cry brings out an equally lethal chop to Shayne’s neck and the youngster capsizes to the ground and promptly begins foaming at the mouth. “Ahhhhh rabies!” Alix cries, and proceeds to solve the “rabies” problem by stomping on Shayne’s face “Kill it! Kill it! Kill iiiiiiiiiiiiitttttt!” COACH Here’s the messed up part, these dudes actually signed up for this shit! These crackas getting the white beat off em! Them cats is gonna be lookin like Tyrone from up the street. Alix cuts her veterinary duties to a halt and brings the rabies infected Brave to her feet. Her elbows crash into his skull and leave him tottering on his feet. Alix takes advantage of this situation by leaping into the air and catching him with a back kick. The powerful strike delivers incredible pain, but it also pushes Brave close to his corner where a blind tag is made with Bryant. The Tremendous one enters the ring by catching Alix by surprise with a cross body block. Alix cries out, “He’s touching my boob!” which calls Clem into action to kick Tyler off his opponent. Smarting from the old man’s painful shots, Tyler slowly steps to his feet. But he’s caught with a standing dropkick by Alix. The attack stumbles him into the ropes nearest Krista. Its an unwelcome position as Krista grabs onto his arms and treat him like a puppet by forcing him to “jazz hands” As annoying as that is, its infinitely preferable to the running knee Alix slams into his jaw. After he takes a graceless tumble to the canvas, Alix pins him… ONE! TWO! But Tyler manages to kickout past that violent move and rolls towards his corner to tag in Shayne. This leads Alix to decide she’s sick of working for her paycheck and she tags in Krista so that she may be free to rummage through her big of chips to find ones shaped like Eric Estrada. “YEAAAAAAA!” the fans respond to Krista who drops Shayne with a high flipping lariat. Showing more brawling skills than ever before, Krista simply steps forward and kicks Shayne in the ribs as hard as her ten thousand dollar legs can. “Hey, everybody you might wanna go out and hit the merchandise stands and get one of those adorable Melody Nerdly joystick covers because I’m just gonna keep kicking him in the ribs for a while.” KICK! KICK! KICK! KICK! Alix saves Shayne’s nearly broken bones with an exclamation, “I found it!” “Found what?” Krista wonders. “A chip that looks like Erik Estrada, who was on C..H.I.P..S what a coinky dink!” While Alix performs the very important task of fishing out chips that look like the stars of the 80's, Krista drags Shayne off the canvas. Her arms hook onto his head and she stands at his side for the setup of the Blond’s Never Pay A Cover. She then has a change of heart and says to Shayne “I’m sorry I’ve been so mean to you, I’m just gonna let you go and hope we can be friends again.” “Really?” “Yes, really.” Krista jumps forward, cranking and snapping his neck in the most violent way possible with her signature attack. “You oughta see what I did to my best friend at my 8th birthday party, I don’t think they ever did find her eye.” “C-O-D! C-O-D! C-O-D!” COACH Here’s the worst part of all for D*LUX the more they get sonned the happier the crowd is! These bitch made clowns is hittin All American Boys status! Krista applies the tag with Alix, who’s made it through her bag of Lays. She rushes to a rising Shayne, and strikes him in the face with another knee. This one does not topple over and instead he’s left standing to be slashed with flesh searing knife chops. The blows push him back towards the turnbuckles nearest Tyler. Though Shayne continues to be under an extreme amount of pain, help is on the way as Tyler sneaks into the ring. He gets his shoulders between Alix’s and raises her into the air. “I’m getting taller! Help! Help!” Alix cries out, not noticing that Brave has slowly worked his way to the top rope. He lets out a heavy sigh before lunging himself forward with a lariat. But Alix easily avoids the telegraphed attack by rolling forward and capturing her foe into a victory roll…. ONE! TWO! Brave breaks up the pinfall with an axe handle smash to Alix’s back. “BOOOOOOOOO!” the fans hiss, while Shayne tries to explain his actions. The OAOAST Marks don’t buy into the apologies and continue to jeer as Tyler brings Alix to her feet. He reaches around her waist as h slides behind her body. He then lifts her skinny frame into the air with a German Suplex. But to the fans’ delight the brunette babe lands on her tennis shoes. She lets out an Indian like war cry before charging forward to attack Bryant. But mister Tremendous is ready for her arrival and shoot s to the side to grab onto jeans and roll her down for a pinfall…. ONE! Alix makes an easy kickout. “ALIX! ALIX! ALIX!” Bryant stands up and claps his hands, trying to get the crowd to show his squad some love. But there’s no goodwill to be had, as he receives a chilly response from Tulane. Looking hurt by the disdain, Tyler pulls Alix up by her polo shirt. He attempts to send her towards the ropes with an Irish whip, but the lovely Latina reverses the hold and sends him into the cables. After they bounce him back Alix leaps up and wraps her jean clad legs around him for a hurricanrana. But as they pull him down, Bryant rolls through into a pinning situation of his own! ONE! TWO! Alix manages to roll herself out the countered pin. She makes a quick return to her feet where she stabs Bryant’s stomach with her tennis shoe. Several more strikes follow and double the teeny bopper over. This allows Ali to snatch his head into a front facelock. From there she attempts to simply DDT him, but the Detroiter counters that by shoving her into the ropes. The cables spew her back and Bryant shoots behind her to wrap his arms around her neck in a sleeper hold. “ALIX! ALIX! ALIX!” the OAOAST Marks chant to rally the bubbly fan favorite. Their song seems to pay dividends as Ally counters with a stunner. Rather then spill over onto the canvas, Tyler stumbles around as he clutches his sore jaw. Alix quickly runs to the corner, and walks herself atop the third turnbuckle. She flashes the audience a peace sign and prepares her dismount. But her plan goes awry when Shayne shoves her off the turnbuckle! She tumbles downward, landing face first upon the rock hard canvas. “BOOOOOOOOO!” the audience hisses as Tyler crawls onto Alix for a pinning situation. ONE! TWO! The fans are overjoyed to see Alix kick out. However, Tyler looks exhausted and frustrated and for that reason decides to apply the tag to Shayne. Not overly welcomed, by the audience Shayne as to try and shun the fierce crowd noise. “C-O-D! C-O-D! C-O-D!” COLE The crowd the proverbial sixth man, in this case 3rd woman for Chicks Over Dicks. And D*LUX can’t quite get used to being the villains. Alix comes back to her feet and meets Shayne with a flurry of knife edge chops. Though the blows do strong damage, Brave is able to beat her back with a standing dropkick. As Miss Spezia stumbles back and forth, the former six man champion leaps onto the ropes and springboards back with a dropkick to knock Alix over. Giving her little time to recover, Brave latches onto her jeans and falls backwards to slingshot her into the corner. She collides with the ring posts and remains paralyzed by her pain. As such she can’t prevent Brave from making the tag with Tyler. The Tremendous one scampers onto the turnbuckle, where his arms fall around Alix’s head. In one swift motion he brings her down with a lethal tornado DDT! “BOOOOOOOOOOO!” Continuing to look offended over the crowd’s reaction, Tyler is distracted as he raises Alix upright. Because of this distraction Alix is able to beat Bryant away with furious elbows. However, Tremendous Tyler recovers to blast her with a step up enziguri! The audience douses him with hatred for his attack and again disrupts his offensive flow. COACH This lame about to cry! This lame about to cry over these bum ass OAOAST Marks. Disgustin! COLE Like I said before D*LUX isn’t used to being on the wrong side of the crowd’s voice. Grabbing hold of Alix’s polo shirt, Tyler pulls her off the canvas. His arms go beneath her’s into a double underhook. After a brief struggle from Alix, Bryant is able to fling her backwards and drive her body into the canvas. She lies there limp and breathless, and Bryant sees it as a perfect opportunity for a pinfall… ONE! TWO! Alix throws her shoulder off the canvas! “YEAAAAAAAAAAA!” The fans are thrilled, but Bryant is noticeably less so. Dejected over his failings, he slinks back to his corner and applies the tag with Showtime Shayne. Immediately after the tag, Brave rises to the top rope. He then leaps forward with a cross body block! But Alix gathers the strength to counter, and leaps to strike his chest with a dropkick. Shayne tumbles over onto the canvas with a vicious crash landing! “ALIX! ALIX! ALIX!” the fans sing, knowing that their heroine desperately needs a tag with Krista. Alix is all too aware of this fact and begins devastatingly painful trek to her corner. COLE Its imperative for D*LUX not to let Alix make that tag with Krista. If she does its all over for D*LUX! The slow crawl of Alix is hindered by Brave who latches onto her tennis shoes. Despite the grip, Alix fights forward, inch by inch. Shayne does his best to keep her from reaching Krista’s outstretched arm. He uses his hold on her ankle to bring her upright, where he hopes to mow her down with a lariat. But, he’s a step too slow for the Hollywood Bad Girl as she rocks his world with an enziguri! “YEAAAAAAAA!” the audience cheers. Their celebration grows even louder when Alix makes the tag with Krista! COLE The sonning begins anew! Shayne is understandably cautious over approaching Krista. However, the fitness queen tries her best to calm his nerves. “Wait, honey, I’m not here to hurt you. I just want to tell you that I admire you. You’ve taken a minimal amount of wrestling talent, an assuredly microscopic brain, a gimmick ripped off from an 8 year old tag team, and you have turned it into….something that makes me want to punch you in face.” POW! Although he cowers in fear, Shayne has enough courage to fire back and slap Krissy across the cheek! KRISTA Deciding that discretion is the better part of valor, Shayne attempts to make a hasty retreat. A nice girl to the very end, Krista speeds up his escape by dropkicking him through the ropes. “YEAAAAAAAAAA!” the fans scream, taking joy in Shayne’s painful misfortune Bryant quickly charges her, hoping to take the California girl by surprise. His plan is an utter failure, as Krista readies herself for his arrival by leaping onto the ring ropes. Once he reaches her, she flips backwards to cut him down with a corckscrew moonsault. Having just risen from his fall, Brave sees this and hurries into the ring to aid his partner. But upon entering the ring he’s only met with brutal stomps from Alix’s tennis shoes. “Squashy squashy squashy I like to squash! Squashy squashy squashy I like to squash!” Alix sings to herself as she makes mincemeat out of Braves flesh. He’s given a minor reprieve as Krista tells Alix to cease her stomping. Unfortunately for Brave, Krista only stopped Alix due to a sinister thought in her head. Combining their strength into one whole unit devoted to lifting Shayne, they raise him onto the highest turnbuckle. COLE The girls are cooking something, but what can it be? It can be something humiliating! Krista rids Shayne of his pants, and against his protest uses them to tie his hands behind his back. “Alix, I do believe this calls for song. Shayne, sing along if you know the words.” ALIX I'm doin' this tonight, You're probably gonna start a fight. I know this can't be right. Hey baby come on, I loved you endlessly, When you weren't there for me. So now it's time to leave and make it alone I know that I can't take no more It ain't no lie I wanna see you out that door Baby, bye, bye, bye... KRISTA Bye Bye Don't wanna be a fool for you Just another player in your game for two. You may hate me but it ain't no lie, Baby, bye, bye, bye... Bye Bye Don't really wanna make it tough, I just wanna tell you that I had enough. It might sound crazy, But it ain't no lie, Baby, bye, bye, bye ALIX Shayne! SHAYNE ….. ALIX I SAID SING YOU MISERABLE MONKEY BASTARD! SING TILL YOUR VOCAL CHORDS BLEED! SHAYNE (nervously) Just hit me with the truth, Now, girl you're more than welcome to. So give me one good reason, Baby come on I live for you and me, And now I really come to see, That life would be much better once you're gone. KRISTA I know that I can't take no more It ain't no lie, I wanna see you out that door Baby, bye, bye, bye... Bye Bye Don't wanna be a fool for you Just another player in your game for two You may hate me but it ain't no lie, Baby Bye, bye, bye... Bye Bye Don't really wanna make it tough, I just wanna tell you that I had enough (oohooh) It might sound crazy, But it ain't no lie, Baby, bye, bye, bye! On that bye-bye-bye the female versions of N Synv leap onto the ropes ropes. The 4 time tag team champions springboard off and connect with Shayne’s chest with powerful dropkicks. The boybander sails off the turnbuckles, placed on a collision course with the outside mats. With his hands trapped behind him, he’s unable to properly brace his fall and suffers a gruesome crash into the floor. COACH Bye-bye-bye Shayne Brave! All too aware of the poor odds he faces, Bryant makes a slow and unsteady rise to his feet. Krista comments through a disdainful smirk “So, Tremendous Tyler, do you have any tremendous last words, before we tremendously send you down to the not-so tremendous lower midcard, where you’ll be working tremendous non televised matches with rookies and has beens out the pool hall?” “Well,” Tyler starts “I want to say- “TOO LONG, DIDN’T READ!” Alix shrieks. While Tyler tries to cover his aching ears from Alix’s shout . Krista is leaping towards him. Her knees curl into her chest as her hands come around Tyler’s skull. A mere second later he’s being brought down by the powerful KIDology. Yet he doesn’t timber over from the crowd popping hold, instead remaining dizzy and upright. Alix takes on the task of finishing him off, and jumps at his arm. She then brings the limb down across her knees with The Confession of a Kristaholic! “YEAAAAAAAAAAA!” the audience shouts, as Krista makes the crucial pinfall on Tyler. CROWD ONE! CROWD TWO! CROWD THREE! Girlfriend blasts back into the arena, meeting in loud dance with the cheers of the crowd. BUFFER Your winner as a result of a pinfall….CHICKS OVER DICKS! A true D*LUX fan, Lebron can’t handle the pain Highlights of the ULTIMATE SONNING are played on the Angletron. COLE D*LUX dream match turned into a humliating nightmare, and one can only assume they've fallen even farther from title contention.

Backstage in the main interview area. MAGGIE NERDLY Stands with SPENCER REIGER (lol we have the youngest looking roster of wrestlers in history) MAGGIE What's up ya'll, Maggie Nerdly, It Girl on the scene standing with the It Boy of the OAOAST, The Enterprise's Spencer Reiger. Spencer what worries do you have heading into this Money In The Bank. SPENCER Uh.....none. None whatsoever, we used to have these stupid ladder matches all the time in OAOVW, and everyone thought I just didn't have the mental toughness, whatever that means, to win. Everytime out I would prove them wrong again and again to the point where betting against me was just like flushing your cash down the toilet. MAGGIE Ya got some tough competition in there with PRL... SPENCER Ooooooooh bringing up the boyfriend. MAGGIE Don't forget Alfdogg and Bohemoth. SPENCER Trust me I already have. Alfdogg's a has been on his last leg, and Bohemoth is a supreme choke artist. I can see him reaching the top of the ladder only to tear his quadriceps and plummet back down to earth! He's a bumbling oaf. The other guys aren't even worth mentioning so I won't bother with that. What I will tell you is this, after I win the grand prize I promise to redeem my shot at the upcoming show in Tokyo, Japan. The Japanese love me! That's what The Enterprise market research says. On that final note SR walks off, chuckling to himself. COLE What an ego! Elsewhere we see Reject prepping MMA style for the ladder match with ThunderKid and Mister Dick. COLE And Reject ready to go. I wonder what Alfdogg has in store for him tonight.

Another Body Murdered fires its aggression into the arena. From parted entrance doors, steps Holly, dressed to (literally) kill with black and red school girl skirt, raggedy black collared shirt and belt stretched all acrosse her waist. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a school girl brawl! Making her way to the playground she comes from Las Vegas, she is former women’s champion, Holly! Holly makes her way down to the playground, seeing innocent children’s toys as weapons of pure brutality. She smiles to herself, thinking about the injuries she could cause. COLE Holly elected to this time by Lorelei, and I have to say Holly is as good a choice as any other. She knows how to get down and dirty and just brawl, while Lorelei is more power based, and Morgan is tiny but also very resistant and has a high pain tolerance. GO! To un-explain the unforgivable, Drain all the blood and give the kids a show. By streetlight this dark night, A séance down below. There are things that I have done, You never should ever know! And without you is how I disappear, And live my life alone forever now. And without you is how I disappear, And live my life alone forever now. Charges of electricity scream down on an entrance stage that’s carpeted by dark blue lights. On the numerous video screens throughout the venue images of flashes of electrical bolts find their way onto screen. After the final violent bolt of electricity touches down on stage the entrances door rip apart to showcase Morgan Nerdly and Lorelei DeCenzo. The good friends have fashionably matched their school girl outfits, with each wearing short blue and white numbers. BUFFER And her partners, first from Los Angeles, California she is The Money Honey, Lorelei DeCenzo! And her partner, hailing from Edmonton, Alberta, Canada, she is the OAOAST’s women’s champion….MORGAAAAAN NERRRRRDLLYYYYYY! Lorelei receives a blast of the crowd’s hatred, whereas Morgan earns some cheers mostly from the angsty teenage crowd due to Morgan being an angsty teenager herself. Together they journey down to the playground, where Lorelei kisses Holly in classic French greeting. Morgan for her part, simply swings on the swingset. Janis Joplin’s Move Over brings cheers from sold out Tulane audience. There’s no moment to acknowledge the crowd though as Molly, Sophie and Josie, all dressed in red and green outfits, march to playground. BUFFER And the opponents. Introducing first from New York City, she is HeldDOWN’s general manager….JOSIE BAKER! FROM MARSEILLE FRANCE, SHE IS SOPHIE GREY! AND LASTLY REPRESENTING NEW YORK UNIVERSITY, SHE IS THE DRAMA QUEEN MOLLY NERDLY! COLE The funny thing about this school girl brawl is that there are two actually school girls! Molly is a grad student at NYU, who will soon work on her PhD, and Morgan takes classes in forensic psychology at University of Edmonton. BELL BELL BELL Wasting no time in kicking off this brawl, Morgan lunges directly at Josie and spears her into the sand box. Rage rises onto her face as she cruelly rubs the GM into the coarse grain. Sophie sees her relative in anguish and pain and attempts to rush towards her aid. Unfortunately, Lorelei steps in her way and swats her back with a fierce lariat. Elsewhere, Molly and Holly have begun their battle of the olly suffix with angry punches. Holly’s power allows her to gain the upperhand, and with it she’s able to drag Molly to the swingset. Grouchy as always, she pushes referee Earl Hebner aside and lays claim to the chained swing set. She’s uses those chains as a weapon to choke Molly. The film student gags and wheezes, put into a horrible amount of pain from the bonds. COLE Just a vile tactic by Holly! COACH Hey, Lorelei said she knew how to brawl. Avoiding certain suffocation, Josie manages to pull her head out of Morgan’s sand trap. This, unfortunately, doesn’t hinder the pain as Morgan takes a toy truck into her head! Josie wobbles over, knocked dizzy by Morgan’s brutal attack . The P.I. smiles ever so slightly at the damage she’s done. But that smile is short lasting, thanks to the sight of Sophie swinging chops at Lorelei. Morgan is deeply enraged in seeing her best friend hurt and rushes to think of a remedy. Her only option is to quickly get to the top of the monkey bars so she can splash Sophie. COACH Yo what’s this chick up to now? It ain’t safe up there. An arrival of the suddenly recovered Josie, doesn’t make things any safer. Morgan regards her like a lion to a zebra. The white clad predator snarls at Josie as she stomps on the GM’s hand as she tries to climb up. COACH If the camera man could just get beneath the monkey bars I think we might be able to see up Morgan’s skirt. Go to fit! Near a collection of large oversized tires, Molly wages war with Holly. Together they stand atop one of the tires, trading punches. Molly scores with a body blow to her exposed stomach. This weakens Holly, and lets Molly take a second to catch her breath. A second is all she needs, as she get’s back to work with a front facelock around Holly. She then falls backwards DDTing Holly into hard rubber! “YEAAAAAAAA!” Things aren’t going quite as swimmingly for Josie, who having reached the top, finds herself face to face with a girl who wants her blood. The teenage Nerdly swings wild right hands. Ducking these shots ruins Josie’s already weak balance. But, Morgan aids her by keeping her on foot. This is not due to kindness, its done only for Morgan to more easily take her into a head scissors. COLE She wouln’t! She can’t! Morgan stabilizes herself even as she lifts Josie onto her shoulders. The crowd comes to its feet, excepting to see a dreadful attack take place. Their predictions are wholly accurate; Morgan releases Josie and powerbombs Josie into the sand pit! The General Manager lands with a brutal thud, her body sending particles of sand floating into the air. “HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!” COACH That had to feel GOOD! Yo, Mikey, Morgan is straight up crazy and she straight up gangsta. Still waiting for that upskirt shot, though. Camera dudes be slackin! Continuing to give the audience something to marvel over, the tiniest Nerdly girl flies from the bars with her body outstretched. Her path brings her directly to Sophie and she brings down French Girl with a beautiful cross body block! COLE She may be tiny, but don’t underestimate the kind of punch Morgan brings. Free of Sophie for the moment, Lorelei realizes Josie’s situation makes her an easy pinfall. As such she rushes to the sandbox to pin the GM. In her most snobbish and uptight tone, she calls for Hebner to make the pinfall… ONE! TWO! But Molly breaks the pin up with a shove to Lori’s back. Annoyed and somewhat hurt by Molly’s attack Lorelei spins around to spear her to the outside of the sandbox. The two lovely schoolgirls role around and slap at each other, drawing hoots and hollers because finally the camera man gets the upskirt shot. After fulfilling everyman’s fantasy, Molly springs to her feet and brings Lorelei up along with her. Next she bodyslams Lorelei onto the sea-saw! While Lorelei groans in pain on the splintered wood, Molly goes to the other end of the toy. This of course props Lorelei up, and gives Molly the space and time she needs to launch a running dropkick to Lori’s face. Together they fall back to the gravel, but its Lori who feels the awful pain. Molly then attempts to end the match with a pinfall…. ONE! TWO! But, Holly returns to break the pinfall with an axe handle. She then grabs hold of Molly’s bangs and roughly pulls her to her feet.. Although dazed, Lorelei follows suit and her evil mind is soon concocting vicious way s to brutalize. Molly. It doesn’t take Lori very long to scheme up a plan. Together she and Holly set Miss Molly up for a vertical suplex. After exchanging evil grins they raise Molly into the air. However, Molly stages a recovery and finds the ability to double DDT them into the gravel! “YEAAAAAAAAAAA!” But nearby Morgan has gathered a soccer ball. MORGAN TO MOLLY COLE A red card for Morgan! Seeking to carry the good fight for her currently incapacitated friends, Sophie comes behind and pushes Morgan into a bright yellow crawl tube. Quickly recovered from the sudden attack, Morgan begins pounding her white sneakers into Sophie’s face! This does enough damage to back Sophie away, permitting Morgan to escape the tube. With rage filling her tiny body, Morgan pounces on Sophie, gathering her into her arms and finding the way to rush towards the Jungle Gym! Upon reaching the gym , Morgan slams Sophie onto the first level. She doesn’t waist her time in inflicting more damage as she fires down her tightly clinched fist against Sophie’s face! COACH Dang, this chick Morgan is like Wolverine, I wouldn’t be surprised to see metal claws coming out her knuckles, and she bones to be coated in adamantium. COLE Morgan may only be 5’1 but that hasn’t stopped her so far in the OAOAST. Sophie has some success in battling back the energetic Morgan. Momentarily free of her assault, Sophie scrambles to a higher level in the jungle gym. Morgan gives chase with a rabid fury, forcing Sophie to go even higher. MORGAN You can’t escape me! Once again, Morgan follows as she refuses to let her lust for blood go unfilled. Atop the jungle gym, the two trade wild punches with Morgan gaining an easy upperhand. A powerful uppercut cuts through Sophie and throws her to the ground. Morgan kicks away at her and succeeds in pushing her over the ledge of the jungle gym. Only Sophie’s tight grip on the wooden boards keep her from plummeting to the gravel bellow. Continuing her furious assault Morgan tries to stomp at Sophie’s hand. But the French Girl keeps sliding her hands away as her grip begins to get looser and looser. COLE Sophie in serious danger here, Coach! COACH She made the mistake of running up and not down. Hasn’t she seen horror flicks before you don’t ever run upstairs! There ain’t no door to the outside upstairs! You dead, bitch! Josie attacking Morgan impedes Sophie’s drop to certain doom! She fires off heavy right hands that bounce off Morgan’s head. But Morgan won’t let herself by bested by Josie. Screaming in rage she unleashes a left high kick that topples Josie to the wooden flooring. “Down you go!” Morgan shouts with a burning anger. With her foot acting as bulldozer she shoves Josie straight down the yellow tube slide. COLE Morgan has just had her way against Josie all match. And it has to feel good. COACH Josie opened her big mouth to insult Morgan and she’s paid the price twice! Having used the lopsided battle between Morgan and Sophie to pull herself back to the floor, Sophie eyes down Morgan with a predator’s gaze. She lunges forward and spears Morgan. The force of the attack carries them into the tube slide, where they twist and twirl a dizzying path to the ground. The tube spits them both out, with Sophie still on top of Morgan. This is a perilous position thanks to a chair wielding Holly standing above them. Sophie is shocked and left pained by hard smashing of the chair against her back. COLE Where in the hell did Holly get a chair? Delighting over her dangerous weapon Holly turns around to find Molly a perfect target for her next attack. She raises the chair high above her head, and promises Molly a quick and painful end. But, she’s hindered greatly as MARV and MEL snatch the chair out of her hands! “YEAAAAAAAAA” COACH They have no right to be out there! They’re letting their feud with The Rockers spill over to violate this match! That ain’t right! Holly gruffly demands her chair back from the meddling skaters. Always nice guys, MARV and MEL chuck the steel chair back into Holly’s hands. This, however, becomes something of a problem when Molly tightens her into a set up for a front Russian leg sweep. She swings herself downward, causing Holly to land with her face pressed against the chair! “SKATE OR DIE! SKATE OR DIE! SKATE OR DIE! The fans chant as the twins throw up the RAWK hand signal. Meanwhile Molly attempts a pin on Holly. CROWD ONE! CROWD TWO CROWD THREE! “YEAAAAAAAA” The Rockers are shown in their tourbus, and the mood is miserable. Logan smashes things against the walls of the bus, while Abdullah and Synth pray that Allah will strike the CAE down. BUFFER Your winners as a result of pinfall, JOSIE BAKER, AND FRENCH NEW WAVE! “YEAAAAAAA!” MARV helps his victorious sister to her feet, where she celebrates with Sophie. MEL goes over to help his other little sister, Morgan, out. Morgan seems genuinely shocked that he would help here. But any chance to feel good about it is doused when Lorelei shoves him aside, and says he has no business “helping” Morgan.

School Girl Brawl Josie, and French New Wave (Sophie and Molly Nerdly) Vs Lorelei DeCenzo, Holly, and women's champion Morgan Nerdly. I almost typed Molly not Morgan, even I am confused with Nerdly names, I can no longer look upon KC and Tony with scorn whenever they mix them up. Seeing that this is called School's Out, I figure fuck it let's hold it at a school, so we're holding the show at Tulane University in Nawlins What a marvelous jewel of modern building technology.

Speak on it. Short show, but what was there was good especially the thing with Leon at the end.

COLE Fans, we promised you footage here tonight from the home of OAOAST World Champion Zack Malibu and right now, we have that footage ready and waiting. Ahead of, what promises to be one of the most personal and emotional matches in OAOAST history for the OAOAST World Title at School's Out. The ties run deep for Zack Malibu and Leon Rodez. Former tag team partners, former tag team champions. Once best friends. A bond that went beyond the ring and into their personal lives outside of these arenas. But now there's bitterness and hatred brewing between these two, torn apart by months of contrasting fortunes. Earlier this week, we were asked to provide a camera crew to catch up with Leon ahead of his World Title match. But the former champion had rather unexpected plans for them as he paid a visit to the home of Zack Malibu in Providence. Take a look. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Stood outside the picturesque home of OAOAST Franchise Zack Malibu and family, an unshaven and less than immaculate Leon Rodez stands with hands in pockets. Scowling, he reaches out and jabs the doorbell once before going back to his sorry pose. A few impatient seconds later, the door opens to reveal former Women's Champion and wife of Zack, Candie, apparantly expecting Leon and not looking very pleased about the situation. Leon doesn't even bother to look up and make eye contact at first but is forced to when Candie doesn't motion him in. CANDIE I'm not sure this is such a good idea Leon. LEON Why not? What do you think I'm going to do, huh? CANDIE I don't know what to think anymore. Used to the sound of people's disappointment by now, Leon ignores it from Candie. LEON If you were worried about what I was capable of, you wouldn't have agreed in the first place. You've known me for five years. You think I've changed that much in a couple of weeks? Resigned to agree Candie, albeit a little reluctantly, shows Leon in. LEON Where is she? CANDIE Playing in the front room. Just... make it quick, okay? LEON I just need five minutes to say goodbye. You owe me that much at least. CANDIE ...fine. Wandering through the Malibu house Leon finds his way to the front room, not exactly unfamiliar territory. As soon as he steps through the door little Jenna Malibu looks up at her familiar godparent and Leon stops for a second. Leon takes a breath to compose himself, before walking over and crouching down near her makeshift playarea. LEON Mind if I sit down? Jenna carries on playing as Leon sits in silence for a few seconds, perhaps trying to come up with what to say. LEON I'm... afraid I'm not going to be able to visit you for much longer. Uncle Leon's enjoyed the time he spent with you. Which is why he's got to go. Sooner or later, everything good in my life goes wrong. Everything good has to be taken away. So I'm doing it now. Because I can't bear to see you grow disillusioned with life like I am. Leon shakes his head sadly. LEON Pretty soon you'll be growing up. What life awaits you? The daughter of two famous professional wrestlers. They'll tell you you can be anything you want. That they'll be proud of you, no matter what. But you'll feel so pressured into following in their footsteps. And when you find out you're not as good as daddy was, not as good as mommy was and you hear those whispers behind your back, you're in for a miserable existance. Doing a job your parents love. Bitter that you can't live up to their expectations. Stressed that maybe they're not proud of you after all. Disappointment and failure. That's all life really offers anyone. Disappointment and failure. And you'll be ruined when somebody decides that famous parents or not, you haven't made the cut. Left to live your life with regret and "what ifs". Until one night you're thrown out of a bar, paralytic drunk, screaming "don't you know who I am!" as you lay in the gutter. I'll know who you are. And I don't want to see it happen to you. Blissfully unaware of what Leon's actually saying, so caught up in her little game, Jenna hands over one of her dolls to Leon. LEON Look at you. Not a care in the world. You've got no idea the world you've been born into. War. Famine. Crime. Corruption. A world where crooks and villians have all the power. And good hearted people like me are stomped into the ground. What's waiting for you? Either you'll get your dreams stomped on like I have... or you'll be the one manipulating people for your personal gain like your daddy. Either way, I can't bear to watch it happen. So, this is goodbye. Jenna continues playing away while Leon stares distantly towards one of the room's walls. LEON Because most of all, I know that one day... one day very soon, you're going to stop loving me, just like everybody else. You'll grow to hate me for what I'm going to have to do to your daddy. See, your daddy took something away from me that meant a lot. Not just my belt. My faith in human kindness. No good deed goes unpunished? With Zack, no deed, good or bad, is punished. Until now. You're too young to understand and to realise what I do at School's Out is for your daddy's own good. To make him see the errors of his ways, I have to hurt him. The way he hurt me. And I'm sure that victory at School's Out will just be a brief moment of happiness before life shoots me back down, punishes me for the pain I inflict, but I've lived the last five years of my life that way so why try and fight it!? If I'm going to be punished, it might as well be for some I deserve punishing for. That way, maybe I can look back when the dark cloud decends back over my head and instead of wondering "what did I do to deserve this?" over and over again, I'll KNOW what I did to deserve it... and maybe instead of emptiness, I'll feel some enjoyment for a change. Sighing deeply, Leon pulls himself back up. Looking at the doll in his hand he stops. LEON Do you mind if I keep this? Jenna shakes her head. Leon almost manages a smile, as he pockets the doll. LEON I'm sorry. When you're older, you'll understand. Leon starts to leave, stopping short of the doorway. He turns back, waiting for Jenna to look up. LEON Take good care of your daddy when he gets home. I think he might need it. Turning away, Leon looks at the doll in his hands before walking out of the room. COLE (V.O) Eye-opening footage of the full scale of this conflict between Zack Malibu and the embittered and turmoiled Leon Rodez. Leon has severed his ties to his goddaughter and the Malibu family, but for who's benefit was this really for? Jenna's, Leon's, or Zack's? What sort of mental state will an already enraged Zack Malibu be in after seeing this footage? We'll find out this Sunday night at School's Out... don't miss it! FADE OUT

PRESENTED IN HD FOR MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY -OVER 200 COUNTRIES IN 10 DIFFERENT LANGUAGES- -TO MORE THEN TEN MILLION VIEWERS EACH WEEK- -THE OAOAST THE WORLD WIDE LEADER IN PARODY ENTERTAINMENT- COLE Folks, welcome to very last HeldDOWN before School's Out! COACH We doing it big in Phoenix A-Z home of the Suns and host to HeldDOWN~! COLE We're promised a big interview with Leon Rodez later on tonight, as well as words from Chicks Over Dicks. But right now the veteran voice of octagon, Bruce Buffer. BUFFER The following tag team event is scheduled for one fall. Currently in the ring, hailing from Omaha, Nebraska and the Everglades respectively, the team of “SLOPPY” JOE MANWICH and OUTHOUSE JACK!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Joe munches on an actual sloppy joe in the corner while Jack pulls out the hunting knife ready to slash throats of hecklers. Thankfully "Citizen Soldier" by 3 Doors Down hits to move things along. BUFFER And their opponents! First, from Peoria, Illinois, wrestling’s last real good guy… TIM CCAAAAAASSSSHHHHHH! His tag team partner, hailing from San Antonio, Texas… “THE LONE STAR GUNSLINGER” BBAAAAARRRRROOOOOOOOOONN WINDELS! Collectively they are CITIZEN SOOOOLDIERS!! "YYYEEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHH!!" BW and Cash do the usual baby face thing, slapping hands, etc. COLE As the Citizen Soldiers head to the ring for our next bout, the Last Kings of Scotland have got to be on the back of their minds. They still have unfinished business with them. COACH Wait a minute, Mikey Cole. The Citizen Soldiers had the opportunity to settle the score last week but chickened out when it became obvious the task was too much. COLE Oh please. The Last Kings had the Mardi Gras Hellfire Club watching their backs. It was going to be a 4 on 2. And despite all that Baron Windels and Tim Cash still wanted some! The pre-match attire comes off and the bell sounds. * DINGDINGDING * Cash offers Joe his customary opening bell handshake and Joe wipes his hand across Cash‘s face! “OOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!” His face smeared with manwich sauce, Cash grabs a side headlock and really cranks on the pressure. Joe whips Cash into the ropes and telegraphs a backdrop, which Cash leapfrogs and then connects with a BACKBRAIN WHEELKICK! Joe stumbles into the ropes and back at Cash who executes a monkey flip. The Citizen Soldiers tag and Baron Windels delivers a TOP ROPE LARIAT! Quick tag follows and BW fires Joe off as Cash lands a MISSLE DROPKICK! COLE Joe is getting his ass kicked, Cole. Yet another tag from the Citizen Soldiers, and this time they perform a DOUBLE SIDE RUSSIAN LEGSWEEP! Baron then hooks Joe and spikes him head-first into the mat with a DDT! COLE Brigham Young Cocktail! Cash dropkicks Jack off the apron as BW makes the cover. ONE! TWO! THREE!!! * DINGDINGDING * BUFFER Here are your winners, the team of BARON WINDELS and TIM CASH... CITIZEN SOOOOLDIERS!! BW and Cash have little time for celebration as they find themselves surrounded by the LAST KINGS OF SCOTLAND and MARDI GRAS HELLFIRE CLUB. "YYYEEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHH!!" 4 on 2 the ORANGE COUNTY COBRAS arrive to even the odds. COACH What are these guys doing sticking their nose in somebody else’s business? COLE Living up to a promise, even with a tag team title shot 3 nights away. Remember they vowed to watch the Citizen Soldiers back. COACH Yeah, during their feud with the Enterprise. Between them and Zack Malibu I don’t know who’s the bigger spotlight whore! All the Queen’s men back off as the Citizen Soldiers and O.C. Cobras stand tall inside the ring.

Backstage, we find Biff Atlas and Vinny Valentine in high spirits for a change after Biff's rare victory. BIFF I can't believe it! Finally! VINNY I know baby. Pickin' up that 1, 2, 3, easy as A, B, C. I gotta tell ya man, just between you and me, I was this close to cuttin' you loose but finally, finally you're pulling your weight again. And now you've got this crazy major malfunction outta your system, I'm tellin' ya, we're gonna be chasing that tag team gold. Because the funky foxes, they love the gold. Not listening to a word of this, especially the part about being cut loose, Biff looks up. BIFF We need to keep this quiet. VINNY Whatchu talkin' about baby? We gotta sing it from the rooftops, let the world know what's up! BIFF No, no! If they find out, they'll fire me. VINNY What!? BIFF Well, they're not going to want me on the roster when they find out about my super strength. Think of the damage I could do to people. Too dangerous. VINNY *facepalm* Biff continues to look at his hands in amazement. VINNY Super strength!? BIFF Exactly! I can't believe I finally figured out what my power is! Didn't you see the elbow I gave MARV? VINNY Hold on up now... you really think that you hit MARV so hard that he flew 6 feet across the ring and passed out? BIFF What other explanation is there? Not wanting to hear anymore, Vinny sighs and walks off on his partner shaking his head. BIFF I'm telling you, it's the superpower! I'll show you...

OAOAST HeldDOWN is brought to you buy Lorelei DeCenzo for Inspire. Uhhh ignore that parts that say Christina Aguilera We go to the ring, where ready and waiting is Biff Atlas along with a duking and jiving Vinny Valentine. BUFFER The following contest is set for one fall. In the ring, accompanied by VINNY VALENTINE. He hails from Venice Beach, California and weighs two hundred, twenty pounds... BBIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIFFFFFF... AAAAAAATTLLLLLLAAAAAASSSSSSSS!!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" COLE We're ready for singles action with Biff Atlas, who according to what I'm hearing through my headpiece requested a match tonight. Which sounds somewhat suspicious to me, the idea that Biff would willingly put himself in danger. We'll have to get our sources verified on that one, fans. "Like The Angel" by Rise Against powers through the arena bringing out the ever pumped Christ Air Express. The twin brothers of terror hit a big leaping high-five, sending two pyrotechnic rockets bursting up from the stage, one orange and one blue, lighting them on their way. BUFFER And his opponent. From Edmonton, Alberta Canada... weighing one hundred, eighty five pounds. Being accompanied to the ring by his brother MEL, he is one half of The Christ Air Express... MMMMMAAAAAARRRRRRRVVVV!!!! "YYYYEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!" Sliding in MARV goes to the turnbuckles and FISTPUMPS, which is how you know he's fired up! COLE What a reaction for The Christ Air Express, big fan favourites here in Pheonix! MARV leaps off the ropes and leaps into another leaping high-five with brother MEL before he leaves the ring. *DINGDINGDING!* As the bell sounds both men square up and Biff shows NO FEAR~! by shoving MARV in the chest! COLE Woah! COACH Who's this cat and what did he do with the real Biff Atlas? Almost unable to believe that just happened, MARV stands there confused. So Biff SHOVES him again. Shrugging his shoulders MARV decides to go with the flow and fires away on Biff with a series of forearms. Shot after shot rocks Biff, dazing him enough for an irish whip. MARV connects with a leg lariat to Biff as he rebounds off the ropes, then a dropkick when he bounces back to his feet. A second dropkick then sends Biff backpedalling, out through the ropes and to the floor, giving MARV time to fire up the crowd. COLE Biff may be showing no fear anymore, but he's having the same level of success as usual. Vinny jogs over to Biff's aid but is dismissed, Biff in no need for mortal assistance. He climbs right back into the battle and charges at MARV with a clothesline. Unfortunately, MARV ducks and catches him in a crucifix... 1... 2... No! Back up Biff tries again with his clothesline, MARV going underneath again and heading for the ropes. Crossbody block knocks Biff down... 1... 2... No! COLE MARV using that speed and quickness to great effect. Grabbing onto MARV, Biff prevents him from getting away and reels him in looking to scoop him up. MARV floats up and over the back, lands on his feet and pops Biff with a right hand as he turns around. With Biff rocked, MARV takes off into the ropes again. Shaking off the effects of the punch Biff sees MARV on the run and has plenty of time to move. But instead, he stands firm. Shutting his eyes he clenches his body up in preparation to get hit... ...which he won't, thanks to a trip from the floor by Valentine! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" As MARV faceplants, Biff slowly opens his eyes to see his opponent downed. Nodding his head Biff doesn't look surprised or confused at all, as if he that's exactly what he was expecting. And he puts the boots to MARV, while telling Vinny "I told you". COLE I told you? What does that mean? Don't tell me Biff thinks HE did that to MARV himself. COACH This is the guy who thought drinking coffee without protective clothing was a potential deathtrap. Who knows what he's thinking and ain't thinking! Pulling MARV back up, Biff strikes him across the chest with his forearm. And again. MARV falls against the middle rope and Biff places his foot across the throat with a blatant choke. "ONE!" "TWO!" "THREE!" "FOUR!" Breaking away before the count of five Biff looks to be revelling in this rare moment of dominance. He takes hold of MARV and brings him away from the ropes. Scoop and a slam, enough for Biff to make a cover... 1... 2... No. COLE This is as much offence as Biff has put together in months! Brimming with confidence, Biff sends MARV into the ropes with an irish whip. Over-confidence causes him to duck his head early though, allowing MARV to catch him with a RUNNING DDT! COLE Well, so much for that. COACH Babysteps. Don't walk before you can crawl. It's MARV who's crawling, on top with a cover... 1... 2... Kickout! As Biff gets back up, MARV measures him with a standing dropkick. Biff is staggered back into a corner and MARV gets a run on him. Monkey flip attempt is blocked though, Biff wrapping his arms around the top rope! He shoves MARV off of him and although MARV lands on his feet, his relief is short as Biff wallops him with a clothesline out of the corner! COACH I never thought I'd say this, but don't count Biff out yet Mikey Cole! COLE Resiliance, not the first word that comes to mind when you think of Biff Atlas. But it seems this fear and parranoia he's been suffering from for so long has been miraculously cured and he's got a newfound confidence that he's not going to suddenly trip and suffer a heart attack everytime he takes a step. Vinny encourages Biff to get on MARV, stood still surprised that he's faring so well. He quickly snaps out of it and picks MARV back up. Irish whip sends MARV into the corner this time. Biff charges in looking for a big Avalanche... but MARV moves out of the way. COLE Nobody home! MARV quickly hits the ropes, but Biff turns around and CUTS HIM OFF WITH A BIG SPEAR!!!! "OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE NO RUNNING~! Cover by Biff... 1... 2... Kickout! MEL breathes a sigh of relief as Biff holds his head in shock. COLE Almost a monumental upset! COACH I dunno what's going on with Biff, but whatever it is, it's an improvement. Yelling at his partner to 'put him away', Vinny senses victory, a very rare sensation when dealing with Biff indeed. Biff suddenly remembers he has a finishing move and tries to apply it, lifting MARV into a fireman's carry. Struggling around, MARV lands a couple of elbows to the head and manages to slip out the back, pushing Biff off towards a corner. MARV follows Biff in and Biff sidesteps away, but MARV stops himself. Biff makes the mistake of charging in again and pays for it again, running into MARV's elbow. Pushing up on the ropes MARV blasts the staggered Atlas with a missile dropkick from the second rope! COLE MARV getting a little air. Firing up, MARV hits the ropes and comes back at top speed with a running forearm smash, dropping Biff again. Biff is wobbly and gets scooped and slammed. COLE And MARV enjoyed it so much, he's going to get even higher! COACH LOLdrugtalk. Climbing to the top rope MARV takes flight, wiping Biff out with a Flying Crossbody! 1... 2... Kickout! MARV gets back to his feet but suddenly loses his concentration. The reason soon becomes clear, as THE HEAVENLY ROCKERS appear on the stage waving Jamie O'Hara's 'retired jersey' mockingly. COLE Now what are these guys doing out here!? They've got no business being here! COACH Hey, don't knock it, this is the most publicity O'Hara's had in weeks. COLE You're as bad as they are. Ducking a clothesline, MARV springs up to catch Biff with a Hurricanrana... 1... 2... NO! Vinny has seen enough at this point and climbs to the apron, trying to buy Biff a little time. Which brings MEL around the ring to try and drag him down. COLE With a commotion on the apron, the action continues undettered. MARV catches Biff with a boot to the gut and sets him up in a 3/4 facelock. Running to the corner MARV scales the turnbuckles like they were a halfpipe and looks to Acid Drop out, but Biff manages to shove him away. Landing on his feet, MARV makes a move, but Biff catches him with a stray elbow. COLE Ooh! MARV stumbles away from Biff and suddenly gets spun around, BY LOGAN MANN, WHO DELIVERS PERCUSSION IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!!!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" COLE HEY! LOGAN MANN! Logan escapes undetected and watches with a smile as he backs up to where Synth is waiting. Picking himself up off his knees in the corner is Biff. Not having seen any of this occur, Biff looks around to see MARV KOed. Any normal person would be suspicious. But not Biff. He looks amazed at the power of his elbow, assuming that must have been what did the damage. And he scrambles to make the cover as the referee turns around... COLE Not like this! 1... 2... 3!!!!!!! COACH BIFF WINS! BIFF WINS! COLE I don't believe it! *DINGDINGDING!* Biff rolls to his knees and with an astonished look on his face, he looks to the heavens. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, your winner of the match... BBIIIIIIIIIIIIIIFFFFF... AAAATTLLLLAAAAASSSSSSSS!!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" On the floor the scrap between Vinny and MEL stops out of pure shock at the announcement. Neither can quite believe it, sliding into the ring. MEL checks on MARV and instantly suspects what happened had something to do with The Heavenly Rockers, who back away waving the Knicks jersey. Vinny is left to wonder how Biff actually managed to win a match. Not even Biff's claims of 'superpowers' can dampen his spirits and once it sinks in, Vinny breaks into a celebratory disco dance, while Biff stares at his hands in amazement! COLE An amazing upset sees Biff Atlas victorious, but he and Vinny can thank The Heavenly Rockers and The Heavenly Rockers only for that. Vinny tries to get Biff to snap out of his trance as they leave the ring. Glares and finger pointing are exchanged between The Heavenly Rockers and The Christ Air Express in the middle of all this. COLE What a massive chip Logan and Synth have on their shoulders. They continue on with this character assassination of Jamie O'Hara for reasons only they can explain and now they cost The Christ Air Express a win here tonight, after the defeats they dished out on Logan and Synth the past few weeks. COMMERCIAL

The VICE Headquartes houses the always obnoxious DETECTIVE BOSLEY The calm and cool CPA and of course their deeply depressed leader MORGAN NERDLY While CPA plays solitaire on his black berry, Morgan does some paperwork and Bosley chills out listening to TI’s my life Nevermind what haters say, ignore them ’til they fade away. Amazing they ungreat for after all the games I gave away. Safe to say I paved the way, for you can’t get paid today. You still be wasting days away, nah had I never saved the day. Consider them my protégé, how much I think they should pay. Instead of being gracious, they violated and made you wait. I never been a hater still I love them, yeah I graze the way. Some say they so yay and no they couldn’t even work on Labor day. It aint that they black or white, their hands of area in shades of grey. BOSLEY Who the fuck is this dude trynna impress with his big words? This song is bullshit! When I put on my rap shit I don’t wanna here a loser reciting Webster’s Dictionary. But that's what he's doing and it pisses me off! Fuck this fucker! I’m the opposite of moderate, immaculately polished with the spirit of a hustler and the swagger of a college kid. Allergic to the counterfeit, impartial to the politics. Articulate but still would grab a nigga by the collar quick. Whoever had problems, they reckonsile they just holla ‘tip. If that don’t work and just fails, then turn around and follow ‘tip. BOSLEY He did it again! This asshole did it again! Seems as though you lost sight of whats important with the positive. And checks until your bank account, and you’re about poverted. Your values is a disarrayed, prioritized are horribly. Unhappy with the riches cause you piss poor morraly. MORGAN "Piss po' morally" is pretty difficult to wrap your head around. BOSLEY To hell with it! I’ll tell you what I wanna hear when I listen to rap! I wanna hear about big booty bitches, givin dudes head and that kinda stuff! MORGAN You want to hear them rap about givin dudes head? BOSLEY That’s not what I said! MORGAN You said you wanna hear about big booty bitches COMMA givin dudes head COMMA and all that stuff. You sound kind of gay. BOSLEY No I don’t! MORGAN And what’s with all the bodybuilding competitions you go to, and how come earlier this week you asked Bohemoth if you could feel his pecs. BOSLEY He has the pecs of a fuckin alpha male, respect that! CPA tell her I’m not queer! CPA Why are you always yelling, we’re all sitting at the same table. A quick knock on the door brings in Lorelei DeCenzo, wearing a flowing silver beaded evening gown. BOSLEY Lorelei! She’ll tell you I play for the straight team! LORELEI Your sexuality is your business and your’s alone, detective. I’ve come to talk to Morgan. MORGAN What’s going on? Is something wrong? LORELEI Yes, when you attacked Josie- MORGAN She deserved it! She was mocking me, and yelling at me, and she didn’t want to understand. So I’d punished her. I may have low self esteem but that doesn’t mean you can walk all over me. LORELEI It truly was her fault, she brought it on herself. However, you stirred up some fighting spirit within her and she as sought to stage a “School Girl Brawl” at School’s Out. BOSLEY Yeah, baby, that’s the shit right there! Hot girls in short skirts, god I love this place! LORELEI She’s put together her team of Molly, Sophie, and herself against your team. MORGAN My team? How can I have a team if I just found out about it? LORELEI I’ve taken the liberty of selecting your team for you. It’ll be myself, you, and Holly who excels at brawls. I don’t see how we could possibly lose. Actually, I predict their destruction. MORGAN You and Holly can handle Molly and Sophie, I just want Josie, and I want to fry the skin off her bones for every word she said to me. COMMERCIAL

mainevent indeed!

Backstage Alix and Krista, both dressed in Holy Robes are with a gathering of people to frightened to say “No!” when Krista orders them to get over here and sit their asses down. ALIX Ladies and gentlemen we are gathered on this day, this holy day provided to us in the name of Jesus almighty, Christ our savoir, and god our healer, to pray for the souls of men who’ve gone down roads no man should ever go down. Yes my brothers and sisters, yes indeed we do pray for Shayne Brave and Tyler Bryant. Be you Jewish, or Christian, or Muslim please join us. Here to lead us in prayer and love Rabbi Krista Isadora Duncan. KRISTA Thank you, sister Alix. On this day my friends, we pray! Oh yes we do pray today! And we give thanks! Oh yes we do give thanks that we are we and not D*LUX! ALIX Tell it, Rabbi! KRISTA We know that if we were like D*LUX in anyway, we would have a lot in common with a newborn baby, we wouldn’t be smart enough to wipe our own asses. ALIX Go on and sing it, Rabbi! KRISTA D*LUX, D*LUX, let me pause so that our home parishioners can look up these two nobodies on wikipedia. Wait, I’m sorry their wiki page redirects to “gigantic assholes”. And that is why we pray and hold peace in our arms today. Did you know Shayne’s mother had a trying childbirth, one that pushed her threshold for pain to the very limit. But even still it wasn’t as miserable as having to listen to D*LUX sing. And that is why we pray today. ALIX D*LUX has given us such lyrics in their never before released songs like “zoom zoom in my car, ready to go boom boom if you are". “baby you’re a ten even without this glass of gin.” Thanks, Jim Morrison, we really appreciate that. KRISTA For that we pray, and we give thanks for all the good that has been done in the world. As I think of D*LUX, my children, I ask what do you call a group that is musical genius personified, what do you call a group that is a pop music icon, what do you call a group that has inspired thousands of young people realize their dreams, you call that group….N Sync. But they broke up and all we have are two untalented pieces of crap named D*LUX. I firmly believe that if they were sent to live in Israel, the Palestinans wouldn’t want their land back. We pray for the hard times to come and recognize the times D*LUX has had. Wrestling hundreds of matches, singing hundreds of times, 10 t-shirts based off of them, 6 D*LUX arm bands, one six man title run, and a grand total of zero fans over the age of ten. Dear god, you have given us D*LUX hats, D*LUX pens, D*LUX socks, and even D*LUX toilet patties, please give us a D*LUX landfill so we can throw all that crap out. Sister Alix if you'll lead us in the Christian prayer. ALIX God is good, god is good! I just came to tell you just how good my god is! I wanna sing to you just how good my god has been. If ya know the song feel free. I'm gonna tell ya how good gods been! I'm gonna tell ya how good god's been! The weather started gettin rough, the tiny ship was tossed, but if it wasn't for the courage of the group I said the Minnow would be lost. Talkin bout the Love Boat, exciting and brand new, I said the Love Boat a new adventure waiting for you. I say Now we're up in teh big leagues Gettin' our turn at bat. As long as we live, it's you and me baby There ain't nothin wrong with that. Well we're movin on up, To the east side. To a deluxe apartment in the sky. Movin on up To the east side. We finally got a piece of the pie. The captured audience claps for Alix's song, mostly because Krista is angrily shaking her fist at them. SCHOOLS OUT! FIRST TIME EVER CHICKS OVER DICKS VS D*LUX MAY 31st (we hope!) COMMERCIAL

Clearly these are lies of the lowest order! You're just mad that Barcelona meet Man U! I'd expect the same thing out of Alf if the Colts lost in the superbowl. I however am above such banal pursuits. I stand atop my summit enjoying the Lakers not as a sport but rather as an art. Praise me!

Yeah, I've had one measly fight go the distance and that was in career mode. I just kept taking the guy down but never getting a submission, and he rocked me a few times but not enough to stop the fight. Every other time I've fought its an endless stream of KOs.

Hopefully a COD interview and a medium sized match announcement

Hey it all came together in the end after all, good job gang. And I didn't even have to write 90% of the segments for the show either.

Master Blaster (Jammin') plays, and Denzel Spencer gets a nice reaction as he makes his way to the ring. COLE And here comes one of the entrants in the Money in the Bank match, Denzel Spencer! Let's go to Michael Buffer! BUFFER The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Making his way to the ring, from Montego Bay, Jamaica, weighing in at 227 pounds...DENNNNNZZZEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSPENCCCCCCCCCCCCEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!! COLE Obviously a big longshot to come out victorious at School's Out, but Denzel Spencer has surprised people before in the OAOAST, so we'll see! Spencer slides into the ring and poses on the buckles, as Final Ride hits, and boos fill the arena as Reject makes his entrance. BUFFER His opponent...hailing from the Bronx, weighing in at 230 pounds...RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEJECT!!!!! Reject climbs into the ring and poses, drawing boos, then tries a sneak attack, but Denzel sees it coming, and moves out of the way, firing off right hands! *DING DING DING* COLE Here we go! Reject going for the cheap shot, but Denzel too smart for it! Spencer hammers on Reject in a corner, leveling him with kicks and forearms, then attempts an Irish whip. However, Reject reverses, then charges, but Spencer moves out of the way! Spencer then catches Reject with a drop toe hold, then a clothesline as he gets to his feet! COLE Denzel Spencer looking great in the early going! Spencer then backs Reject into a corner, and climbs to the second rope, hammering away as the crowd counts along! 1!!! 2!!! 3!!! 4!!! 5!!! 6!!! 7!!! 8!!! 9!!! 10!!! Spencer then whips Reject into the ropes, but puts his head down, and gets kicked in the face by Reject! COLE Mistake by Spencer, and Reject taking advantage! Spencer staggers into the ropes, but when Reject charges him, he ducks down and dumps him to the floor! COLE And Reject sent to the outside! Spencer stops briefly to catch his breath, then backs into the ropes, and attempts a baseball slide, but Reject steps out of the way, then clotheslines Spencer on the floor! COACH Yeah! COLE Big clothesline from Reject, Spencer landing on the floor with a thud! Reject catches his breath, then stomps away on Spencer before tossing him back inside. Reject rolls back in, then picks up Spencer by the head, running to the ropes and jumping over the top, hanging Spencer on the rope! COACH Beautiful! Reject quickly rolls back in, then hits a fistdrop on Spencer and covers... 1... 2... Kickout! Reject then chokes away on Spencer on the mat, breaking at the referee's four-count. He then poses for the crowd, drawing boos. COLE Reject with the advantage here in this match featuring two of the eight Money in the Bank participants! Reject grabs Spencer and pulls him to the apron, then steps outside and drops an elbow across the collarbone area! He then does it a second time, and Spencer falls off the apron and onto the floor. COACH And now it goes to the outside, Cole, and this plays into Reject's advantage! COLE I'd have to agree with that. Reject picks up Spencer, and drops him across the guardrail! He then picks him up again, and throws him HARD into the steel steps! COACH DAY-UM~! COLE What FORCE Reject used to send Spencer into those steel steps! Reject then rolls back inside and poses some more for the crowd, who boos in response. He lets Spencer crawl back inside, then drops an elbow to the back of the head. Spencer turns over to his back, and Reject drops a fist. He then drops another, and covers... 1... 2... Kickout! COLE Credit to Denzel Spencer, he keeps kicking out! Reject picks up Spencer, but Spencer starts firing off right hands! COLE And look at him fight back! Spencer whips Reject into the ropes, but Reject ducks a spinkick, and drills Spencer with a spinning wheel kick! COACH There we go! COLE But just like that, Reject puts a stop to the rally! Cover... 1... 2... Shoulder up! Reject goes to the top rope, but Spencer beats him to the corner, and racks him! COACH Oh no! COLE Big chance for Specner to gain an advantage! Spencer follows Reject to the top, and takes him off with a HURRICANRANA~! COLE BIG move by Denzel Spencer! Both men are out on the mat, as the referee counts. 1!!! 2!!! 3!!! 4!!! 5!!! 6!!! 7!!! 8!!! Spencer gets to his feet first, and ducks a clothesline from Reject, hitting him with an atomic drop! Reject is propelled into the ropes, and when he comes back, Spencer catches him with an inverted atomic drop! Denzel then takes Reject down with a jumping sidekick, ala Booker T, and covers... 1... 2... NO! Shoulder up! COLE Near-fall for Denzel Spencer! Spencer picks up Reject, and whips him into a corner, hitting with a handspring elbow! As Reject staggers out, Spencer slips behind him and climbs the ropes backwards, then hits Reject with a missile dropkick! COLE Big dropkick! 1... 2... NO! Shoulder up! COLE WOW, so close! Spencer argues the count, then scoops Reject up, but Reject slips behind the back, and delivers a foot to the gut. COACH Could be the Pitch Black, Cole! Reject sets up the PITCH BLACK~!!!!!11111, but Spencer backdrops out! COLE Nice counter by Denzel! Spencer hooks a standing headscissors of his own, but Reject trips him up, and executes a slingshot...right into the referee in the corner! COLE And the referee goes down! As Denzel checks on the referee, Reject goes into his tights and pulls out a set of brass knuckles. COACH Uh-oh... COLE Denzel better watch out here! Denzel goes back over to Reject...who decks him with the knucks! COLE And Denzel gets nailed with the brass knuckles! Don't let it end this way! The referee slowly crawls over, and makes the count... 1... 2... NO!!! Denzel gets the shoulder up! COLE Only two! COACH I can't believe it. Reject rolls out of the ring, and grabs a steel chair, then slides back inside. He sizes Denzel up, as the referee is still dazed, then the crowd begins to cheer as Alfdogg runs down the aisle! COLE Hey! It's Alf! COACH What's he doing down here? Alf slides into the ring and grabs the chair from Reject, then clobbers him over the head with it! COLE What a shot with the steel chair! Alf tosses the chair to the outside, and departs, as Denzel pulls himself to his feet. Denzel makes his way over to Reject, and positions him, then climbs to the top. COACH No, this is not right, Cole! Alf had no business out here! Denzel gets position on the top rope, and hits the KINPUPPALICK~!!!!!11111 Cover... 1... 2... 3!!! COLE And Denzel wins! Can you believe it? BUFFER The winner of the match...DENNNNNZZZEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSPENCCCCCCCCCCCCEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!! COACH Well, what do you expect with Alf's interference? COLE It's Reject's own fault, he's the one who brought the chair into the ring! COACH This stinks! Spencer rolls out of the ring and slaps hands with the fans down the aisle, as Reject comes to in the ring, then gets to his feet, as the referee explains what happened. In response, Reject executes the EULOGY~!!!!!11111 on the referee! COLE And now Reject with the Eulogy on the referee! Reject throws a tantrum in the ring, then exits the ring and storms back down the aisle. COLE Reject now having to face reality, as Denzel Spencer gets the winner's purse at his expense! Folks we'll see you next week! Have a great memorial day weekend! FADE OUT

blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah COLE blah blah blah! blah blah? COACH blah blah, blah? blah blah; blah blah blah! blah blah blah. COLE blah blah blah? BLAH BLAH BLAH! COACH We open as Zack Malibu stares at the canvas as he paces the ring, as if he's got to search for the right words before speaking. MALIBU You know, this belt that I carry here means everything to me. It signifies that I've made something of myself. It shows that I am the very best in this business, and whether you are someone who loves Zack Malibu or curses the ground that I walk on, you can agree that my determination, my work ethic, and my ability cannot be denied. For the past seven years, I have put my heart and soul and every ounce of my being into this company as a wrestler, as an ambassador, and as its Franchise. I have sacrificed my well being, friendships, relationships, and time with my family to do what I do best, and that is step into this ring and prove to everyone why I am the best wrestler in the world today! The fans applaud, as Zack expresses his opinions. MALIBU I love this business. I have a beautiful daughter that I don't get to see nearly as much as I'd like because of my devotion to this business. I have a beautiful woman, waiting for the day that we can be married and go on a honeymoon and just relax, rather than have to worry about what town I have to appear in next. I have put EVERYTHING ASIDE for this business, and now there are certain people, FRIENDS, that seem to think that I don't have what it takes anymore? That Zack Malibu has lost his edge? That maybe, JUST MAYBE, in their minds I don't deserve this championship? The fans boo that thought, as Zack holds the belt in front of his face, staring at his reflection in the center plate. Suddenly, another country is heard from, as the voice of ANGLESAULT is heard! ANGLESAULT OK, hold on a second, champ. Anglesault, weiding a mic and coming down the ramp, is greeted with a warm response, as Zack stands tall. ANGLESAULT You think I don't know what you're getting at? I know you, Zack. I know you more than even you yourself might think. And I know how that mind of yours works. This little speech, this has to do with what happened at the Amazing French Canadian Spectacular, right? MALIBU You know it does. ANGLESAULT Look, we've talked about this, and now I know that you come out here and you pour your heart out to the fans for closure, or whatever, but listen...I did what needed to be done that night. You were in a title match, with a guy who prides himself on being the biggest asshole in that locker room, who was doing whatever it took...chairs, interference, whatever, to try and get that belt from you. I helped you, Zack. I had your back, just like I have for the past six years. MALIBU I didn't ask you to have my back. ANGLESAULT You're right, you didn't...but if I didn't have your back, Zack, you might not even BE HERE anymore. Because it was me who had your back two years ago when you PULLED A GUN on a man in this very ring! Zack steps back, almost shocked that Anglesault would throw that in his face. ANGLESAULT Don't get me wrong, Zack. You have done tremendous work for this company, and I have come to respect you for it. There is no doubt that you are the Franchise of this company. Still though, you have this...need, this constant craving to please everyone. You're living in a black and white world, Zack. You're living in a world of heroes and villains and you desperately want to be the hero, the saint...the man who doesn't cross the line, and look where it gets you. It gets you taken advantage of. Nearly your entire OAOAST career has been devoted to false friends and relationships, people walking out on you or turning their back on you simply because THEY CAN. Because you let it. Because whatever killer instinct you once had is GONE. You're riding on that white horse and you've ridden it for so long that you fear even the slightest shift towards the other side. You certainly fight back when pushed, and you certainly take things very personal, but in my eyes, its almost as if you're trying to make up for something, Zack. That you aren't happy with yourself, so you present this ideal human being to the world, and that makes YOU fake. Some of the crowd boo, taking that as an insult. ANGLESAULT I know that you picked up the ball and ran with it in my absence, and I'm grateful for everything you've done, but I am sick of watching you be the victim. It's bad enough that you had Mister Dick trying to get noticed on a memorial show, but now your own tag team partner, the best friend you've had in this company other than me finally decides to get serious...and its at your expense. He does it when you've got one title match on your mind, and that took your focus off Dick, but now that you made it out of that one alive, now what? Now Leon Rodez is waiting for you, Zack, and as a former friend, he knows EXACTLY how to push your buttons. That's a scary thought, Zack. That Leon Rodez is in your head and you can't even tell, because instead of unleashing the hell and fury that he deserves for betraying you, you're worried about how your real friends make you look when they even the odds! MALIBU It's not about evening the odds, Anglesault. It's about doing right by the locker room. ANGLESAULT The locker room? The same locker room that houses former porn stars, more Nerdly's than I can count, a friend of yours who has fought you more times than most of your enemies have, and the people who tried a hostile takeover on my company? You want to do right by THEM? MALIBU You held this belt before. You know what I mean. ANGLESAULT When I held that belt, I did whatever I needed to do to make sure I walked away from the ring with it every night, and YOU know that better than anyone. MALIBU That's not me, Anglesault ANGLESAULT Yes it is, Zack. MALIBU No, it's... "Can we PLEASE get their mics cut?" The fans start booing, as LEON RODEZ strolls out onto the stage, mic in hand. RODEZ Gentlemen, this little quarrel makes for a great soap opera, but there are more important matters at hand. Zackary, you need to stop worrying about being the hero that you're not, and embrace your inner villain. That's all that you are, Zack. You are the most selfish cutthroat in this business, but you paint yourself as the victim, you look for sympathy from these easily misled sheep to compensate from the fact that you are a broken man. You were broken a long time ago, by those who came before me. People like Evenflow, and Superstar, even lovely little Alison, all made you the broken, tortured soul that you are. You're so messed up in the head that you actually believe that you can do no wrong...that it was always someone else. People claim that our friendship was a lie because of my actions, and the road I took? I say the hell with them, because all I did was open my eyes and there it was, plain as day...an egomaniac who stole the championship from his BEST FRIEND for his own petty personal validation! YOU are responsible for the path of broken hearts and damaged souls left in your wake, Zack. It has ALWAYS BEEN YOUR FAULT. You create these monsters, trying to mask the fact that you are a monster yourself. On one hand, I have to thank you, Zack. I've come to embrace my newfound confidence. It's quite invigorating, knowing that I'm so much better than you. I haven't had any trouble sleeping at night after I left you laying, because it was a long time coming. It was SUCH A RELEASE, and now...now all the pieces are falling into place. The world is getting a bit too real for you, Zack. Anglesault's wrong...it's not that you're starting to doubt yourself...it's that people are starting to see the real you. A man, clinging to those last flickers of stardom, clutching the World Title like a security blanket when the REAL CHAMPION, LEON RODEZ, gets painted as public enemy number one? You may care what these people think about you, but I DO NOT. I am at peace with myself, Zack. For the first time in a LONG TIME, I'm able to do what I want. I don't have to worry about fitting in, or meeting some pathetic, non-existent standard that someone like you thrusts upon the OAOAST. Leon Rodez is his own man, making his own choices. I took our friendship out back and put a bullet in it because it was dying from day one! Remember when I first got here, Zack, and you tried to intimidate me? You tried to break me down right away, and you know the real reason for that, Zack. You were AFRAID. You could sense greatness, greatness that overpowered everything that you knew, and you needed to quell it, for fear that, God Forbid, someone shows that they're better than you! You think you have everyone wrapped around your finger, but the fact is that while I was once misled, I will no longer be living in your shadow. The tag team titles that I won with you mean NOTHING to me...the only belt that means something to me is the one that is currently on your shoulder when it belongs around MY WAIST! So Zack, you can continue to make the mistake of losing focus in an effort to be something that you're not, or you can bring the REAL Zack Malibu to School's Out, and attempt to give me a challenge. All you're doing is holding that belt, Zack. You don't DESERVE it. I DO. Leon lowers the mic, and scowls at Zack, who stands by the ropes and glares right back at his former tag team partner. Leon disappears to the fact, thunderous boos acting as his exit theme as he vanishes through the curtain. Zack steps back from the ropes, then turns and looks at Anglesault. MALIBU I give 100% to this company every day of my life...I do anything and everything I can. So I'm not asking you, I'm TELLING YOU, I don't care what happens at School's Out, you stay out of it. ANGLESAULT If that's what you want. MALIBU That's what I want. As for you, Leon, I know you can still hear me. If you're expecting to break my will, if you're expecting me to go easy on you, you are SADLY mistaken. Frustrated, Zack throws the mic down and exits the ring, leaving Anglesault alone. Zack storms up the ramp, belt slung over the shoulder, while our announcers survey the situation. COLE An interesting turn of events here tonight, Coach. Anglesault claiming that Zack is lacking killer instinct, Leon Rodez stating that Zack is the one who is selfish and egomanical, and essentially, BOTH of them are saying that Malibu doesn't have it anymore! COACH The guy is a great wrestler, but that'll only get you so far. Zack's gone soft, and that's all there is too it. His will is gone, Mikey Cole. They're both right. This is not the Zack Malibu of old. COLE Whether that's the popular opinion or not remains to be seen, but one thing is for certain...Zack Malibu has been called out on the carpet, and come School's Out, he will be looking to erase those thoughts from everyone's mind! BLAH BLAH REJECT VS DENZEL SPENCER BLAH BLAH BLAH

OAOAST HeldDOWN is brought to you by LANDON MADDIX FOR SPANISH HAIR CARE Returning from our commercial break we find Lorelei DeCenzo standing inside the ring with Morgan Nerdly. As Morgan keeps her hands shoved deep into her pockets, Lorelei speaks on the microphone. LORELEI Supposedly Morgan is supposed to apologize for what she did to Josie last week. Apparently the producers of this show think that Morgan must lower her pride and attempt to feign pity for Josie’s sake. I’m sorry to tell you none of that will be happening tonight! Morgan has no reason to apologize to anyone. If anything Josie owes Morgan an apology for the way she allowed her sister to frame her, and how she treated Morgan with utter disrespect in her office. Morgan when Josie belittled you, how did it feel? MORGAN It hurt me a lot. LORELEI And why did it hurt you? MORGAN Because it took me back to my childhood, when my parents would dismiss all my problems and say I’m just being an immature kid, why can’t I act more like Melissa or Maggie ? Why can’t I be someone else. I’m nobody else! I’m Morgan! I have problems, lots of problems, but I’m not gonna let anyone make light of me or make fun of me. I know to all of you I’m a freak, you couldn’t give a crap me and no one else does either. I don’t care what you think! I don’t care if you know I hear voices or know what medicines I’m on better than my psychiatrist. I just want you all to go! Just leave me alone! LORELEI Who can not see the pain in anguish in this girl? Many people here are heartless and cold, compassion holds no home in professional wrestling. But I Mackenzie Lorelei DeCenzo promise to stand by this troubled young girl. I’ll be her friend when so many people want to be her enemy. I’m that kind of good person. I have the morals that the OAOAST Marks are sorely lacking. Suddenly Sophie appears on the Angletron! SOPHIE Bonjour, madames. Lorelei, tu est une espece d’imbelicle! Tu es un pauvre! LORELEI You can’t talk to me like that! SOPHIE Va te faire foutre! Tu es la possion merde! LORELEI Morgan , you can not let this tramp talk to me like that! Go and stop her at once! Following orders with the enthusiasm of broken robot, Morgan exits the ring. Her tiny fists are clenched into tight balls as she trudges up the ramp to find Sophie backstage. The problem is Sophie is no where near the backstage area. She’s in fact sliding into the ring after coming through the crowd. Unaware of Sophie’s arrival is Lorelei. Because of this the French Girl easily spears her down to the mat! COACH CATFIGHT~! This battle of feisty felines goes decidely Sophie’s way as she rips and tears at Lori’s hair and expensive gown. The fans are delighted to see Lori get her comeuppance. But, Sophie’s revenge is cut short by security pouring into the ring! Freed from Sophie, Lori screams threats at the top of her lungs and promises Sophie’s destruction. COMING UP NEXT THE MAINEVENT DENZEL SPENCER VS REJECT NEXT! COMMERCIAL THE LONG AND WELL STORIED HISTORY OF THE MONEY IN THE BANK! ~ ANGLEMANIA V TWO FOR THE MONEY MATCH~ Malibu reaches up, and his hand grazes the belt once before it takes hold of it, snapping the belt and the attatched contract off the harness! CABOOSE HE'S GOT IT! RING THE BELL! *DING DING DING* COLE ZACK MALIBU HAS WON TWO FOR THE MONEY! ~2008 MONEY IN THE BANK TOURNAMENT~ COLE Krista Isadora Duncan has become Miss Money In The Bank! SCHOOLS OUT 2008, HISTORY WILL BE MADE ONCE AGAIN

BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen the following contest, partner versus partner, is scheduled for one fall! "Makes Me Wonder" by Maroon 5 plays and those partners emerge, together, and far from eager. Tyler and Shayne look far too troubled to pose for their adoring fans as they stare at the ring, then at each other, dreading what they're finding themselves about to have to do. BUFFER Introducing first, from Auburn Hills, Michigan... weighing one hundred and ninety six pounds... he is one half of D*LUX, "TREMENDOUS" TTYYYYYYLLLEEEEERRRR... BBRRRRYYYYYAAAAANNTT!! ..... (nudge) And, uh, also making his way to the ring is his opponent, from Detroit, Michigan... he weighs one hundred, eighty three pounds, also one half of D*LUX, "SHOWTIME" SSSSHHHHHAAAAYYYYYNNEEEE... BBRRRRAAAAAVVVVVEEEEEEE!!! "YYYEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!" COLE This is a most unique match and unique situation for Tyler and Shayne to find themselves in. D*LUX, teammates for so long, pitted against each other. COACH Well they brought in on themselves. Dumb young simps thought they could play Krista. Well they made a hell of a mistake, didn't they? COLE D*LUX of course eager to get a tag team match with their idols Chicks Over Dicks. And thanks to their on-off manager Jade Rodez-Duncan, daughter of Krista, they got their match, at School's Out in ten days. But, the question is, at what cost? Entering the ring, Tyler and Shayne stand around wondering what to do for a few seconds. After all, this isn't a normal situation. Stood in the same corner they discuss, before approaching the referee apparantly trying to get him to help them out. Ref Charles Robinson shrugs his shoulders, just there to do his job and informing the poor kids that his job doesn't involve making or cancelling matches. COACH What's the matter, all out of genius ideas? Give me those bright lights, long nights High rise, over time "YYYYYEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!" COLE Uh-oh! Give me them bright lights, long nights Party till the sun is rising High rise, over time Working till the moon is shining Hot guys, fly girls Never thought I'd say I feel on top of the world I feel on top of the world Hey Tyler and Shayne freeze as they hear "Top Of The World" by The Pussycat Dolls pumping through the arena. Because just when things couldn't get worse, here arrive Krista Isadora Duncan and Alix Maria Spezia! A very popular arrival, especially when the Oklahoma fans catch sight of Krista's sexy secretary get-up, clipboard in hand and ready for business. SEXY business. Krista marches to the ring, blowing a kiss to the camera as she passes, lifting up her spectacles as she does so. Behind her, Alix has apparantly decided tonight is casual Thursday by not dressing up to match her partner. COLE D*LUX can only dread to think why Krista and Alix are out here. COACH Who cares why they're out here? LOOK! That's one boss I wouldn't mind putting in the overtime for. BAZAAM~! Stepping her way around ringside Krista takes up position at the commentary table where Coach tries his best to stop bouncing around in his excitement. KRISTA Wellity wellity wellity, what do we have here? COLE Krista, thanks for joining us. What brings you out here? KRISTA The sparkling personality and the enlightened conversation topics. What do you think brings us out here? We're here on a scouting mission. Since these two are sooo desperate to face Chicks Over Dicks in a match, well we'd just be the meanest people were we not to take it seriously, wouldn't we? COLE Well, that explains the suit and clipboard. KRISTA What, this? Oh, no, I just came from a meeting with my lawyers, that's all that is. But until the charges are dropped I'm not allowed to speak of it on air, so let's settle for discussing wrestling stuff and pretend I never said any of that stuff I just said right now, 'kay? Yes, it does explain my suit. Thank you for noticing. Still hesitant to get underway Tyler and Shayne are pointed to their opposite corners by the referee. They continue to protest and getting sick of waiting around, Robinson signals for the bell, to their dismay. *DINGDINGDING!* Having a sudden realisation, Tyler and Shayne stop pleading with the referee and turn to each other. Both looking at each other hoping they have a suggestion they look lost stood in the middle of the ring. KRISTA Tremendous action here, the kind you'll only see on OAOAST HeldDOWN~! Referee Robinson motions for the two to start fighting but it's clear Tyler and Shayne don't want to. With few other options they shrug shoulders and exchange looks, thinking about going for a tie-up to get things underway. They slowly approach each other, but before locking together they back away uncomfortable with the idea. KRISTA This is like the worst gay kiss tease scene in history. Except for the 6 years you two have been broadcasting together. COACH Hey, I'm the token straight one in this foursome, don't get it twisted. Tyler and Shayne, urged on by the restless crowd, go to tie-up again, only to back away again. Some boos sound out as Tyler and Shayne just can't bring themselves to fight. Eventually though, one of them has an idea. Tyler relays the plan before dropping to the ground and Shayne, after a little hesitation, gets the message and covers... 1... KRISTA Nuh-uh... 2... KRISTA STOP STOP STOP! Commandeering a house microphone, Krista manages to get Robinson's attention just before the three count can happen. KRISTA Nice try, nice try. I'm afraid though that I'd prepared for this eventuality. When I convinced you to sign up for this match, I didn't do it to see one of you laying on top of the other one. If I'd wanted to see that, I would have just tricked you into posing for an imaginary charity calendar I'd tell you I was producing, then Photoshop out the pants, stick them on the internet and make me some dough. Infact, that's a pretty good idea. Forget I said that. No no, tonight I wanted to see Tyler and Shayne fight and what Krista wants, Krista gets, this is fact. So you two better start fighting right now. Back on their feet Tyler and Shayne look quizzically at Krista, who sighs. KRISTA What happened to all that competitive spirit you had going? Alright, fine. Obviously you need something to fight for, besides the threat of my heel up your ass. So, thinking along those lines, whoever wins doesn't get their ass kicked. Can't say fairer than that. Thinking about it for a moment, D*LUX decide that's not much consolation. KRISTA You spotted how I was lying to you there, well done. ALIX How about winners gets to kiss you? KRISTA Where the hell did you come from!? And no! Apparantly that seems more D*LUX's kind of prize. Sensing their interest Krista, secretly cursing Alix, rolls her eyes. KRISTA FINE. Winner gets to pucker up. Right on cue, Shayne pulls Tyler down with a schoolboy rollup! 1... 2... No! Back up and Tyler goes behind on Shayne with his own rollup... 1... 2... No! Into a collar and elbow tie-up the two partners rough each other up as they jockey for position, all sense of friendship and camaraderie out of the window. Falling into the ropes they're forced to break by referee Robinson, who's suddenly gone from trying to convince the two into fighting to now trying to get them to stop. KRISTA Guess I should have thought of that sooner. COLE Well it looks like we've finally got a match going here between Shayne and Tyler, now that there's an incentive for them. KRISTA I've made some large sacrifices in my life and... you know what, scratch that, I really haven't. I've never really felt the need for them, what with my wealth, fame and fortune. My psychiatrist is always telling me to experience new feelings in life though, come to think of it. So this'll do. COACH They do know you're still gonna kill 'em, right? KRISTA Oh I don't even know anymore. Whether they know, whether they don't, who cares really. So long as it happens, what's the diff.? Tyler and Shayne stand in opposite corners have been separated, breathing a little heavier now. They suddenly rush forward out of their corners at the same time charging head on at each first. Shayne tries to take out Tyler's legs with a baseball slide but Tyler frontflips right over him, landing on his feet. Grabbing Shayne he looks for a whip to the corner. Shayne reverses, then charges in and meets a knee to the face. Quickly up to the second rope Tyler grabs Shayne in a front facelock looking for a Tornado DDT. As he takes off Shayne manages to shove him away, but Tyler lands safely on his feet. Shayne comes out of the corner looking for a clothesline, ducked by Tyler who catches the arms. Backslide attempt is countered by Shayne, flipping himself over Tyler's back and out in front. A faked kick causes Tyler to cover up, allowing Shayne to float over the top with a sunset flip attempts. Tyler rolls right through to his feet though, faking a kick of his own and rolling over Shayne in a jacknife pin... 1... 2... No! Both men are quickly back up, Tyler quickly back down as Shayne makes a move. Going up and over Shayne comes off the ropes with a headscissors, but bails out halfway round to catch Tyler with a schoolboy instead... 1... 2... No! Running right past Tyler, Shayne comes off the ropes and hits a crossbody block... 1... Tyler rolls over on top... 1... 2... No! Tyler rolls back up, but has his legs swept by Shayne... 1... 2... No! Kicked up onto his feet, Shayne is swept down... 1... 2... No! Both men roll over and nip up at the exact same time and it's a STAND OFF! "YYYYEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!" KRISTA Do people really value a kiss with moi this highly? COLE Well, appara... KRISTA That was rhetorical. Of course they do. ALIX FWIW, she's a definite 8/10. 8.5 when she's drunk. A little more cautious Tyler and Shayne lock up. Tyler grabs a side headlock, but gets shot off into the ropes. Dropdown by Shayne forces Tyler up and over, looking for a leapfrog as his partner rebounds but gets CAUGHT! Shayne manages to flip back out of powerbomb position though, then crawls through the legs avoiding a kick from Tyler. That leaves the Tremendous One unbalanced and he falls prey to a Leg Lariat! Cover by Shayne... 1... 2... No! COLE What tremendous action here, the kind you'll only see on OAOAST HeldDOWN~! KRISTA ..... ALIX Didn't you... I mean... you said that... that happened earli... KRISTA Shh shh shh. Give him his moment honey. It's all he has. Shayne hooks Tyler up looking for a suplex, but it's blocked. After another block Tyler uses his power advantage to take his partner up instead, dangerously close to the ropes. Shayne is able to navigate his way onto the apron though, leaning in with a shoulder block through the ropes. Bringing himself in over the top of Tyler, Shayne makes a dash for the ropes and gets caught on the rebound with a Powerslam! Tyler covers... 1... 2... No! Brought back up by his partner, Shayne is whipped to the corner. Tyler follows in with a clothesline. TYLER YEAH-UH~!~! KRISTA That's it? "Yeah-uh"? That's his big thing? Oh, if it weren't all so tragic it wouldn't be so entertaining. Tyler grabs Shayne as he's coming out of the corner and looks for another whip. This time it's countered and Tyler is sent hurtling towards the corner. Wise to this, Tyler runs up the turnbuckles and gets to the top, going for the crossbody... and hanging on! He delays for a second more, then twists with the crossbody... AND GETS DROPKICKED IN MID-AIR!! "OOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE Went for the Auburn Hills Fakeout, but Shayne knew it was coming and didn't fall for the fake! ALIX Nothing wrong with fake. Bouncy bouncy! Shayne covers Tyler... 1... 2... Kickout! KRISTA Okay, I'm officially bored. COLE What!? This is a great match! KRISTA Eh. Shayne brings Tyler away from the turnbuckles and delivers a backbreaker, before heading up top. Playing to the crowd, Showtime steadies himself... and MISSES with the Picture Perfect Elbowdrop! KRISTA Gee, that was stupid. He's stupid. They're both stupid. How stupid can you get? ALIX Ooh, ooh, I know, I know! Ask me! KRISTA Your witness. Both boybanders struggle back to their feet with Tyler winning the race. As such, he has time to prepare, snatching Shayne once he's upright and elevating him onto the shoulders looking for the TKO. Shayne slips free and tries to hit the Snapmare Driver to Tyler. Tyler shoves him away, leading to a double clothesline as Shayne comes back, leaving both men down. KRISTA You'd think if you put one half against D*LUX against another half of D*LUX and bet on D*LUX to win, you'd be making easy money. Yet somehow, this two seem to want to make it so they both lose. And in the process, we all lose for having to watch these barely pubescent ignorami. I apologise for even making this match happen. I don't know what I was thinking. Please don't hate me OAOAST public! Grab a book or a magazine to pass the time until it's over or something. At the referee's count of five both Tyler and Shayne begin to stir. COLE I take it you're not impressed by this then Krista. I wonder what Maya, D*LUX's super fan, is making of all this watching at home? KRISTA She probably still sobbing over the ashes of all that memorabilia I burnt at the weekend. Word of advice, don't use burning laminated posters to roast marshmallows over. The fumes are intoxxicating. ALIX I travelled back to Roman times! It was swank! Back up at seven, Tyler and Shayne start exchanging forearms. KRISTA What is this sissy shit? HIT HIM! HARDER! COLE Which one are you cheering for? KRISTA The one that doesn't suck. COACH So, neither? KRISTA Bingo. After a succession of shots Tyler gets the advantage and whips Shayne to the ropes. Ducking his head, Tyler gets Shayne up on the shoulders again, but again Shayne slips free. He runs Tyler to the ropes and rolls him back... 1... 2... Counter by Tyler... 1... 2... Kickout! Shayne rushes forward, sidestepped by Tyler. The Tremendous One ducks his head early and Shayne sees his opportunity, floating over with a sunset flip... but Tyler reaches back for the legs then drops to his knees, stacking Showtime up... 1... 2... 3!!! KRISTA Oh thank you! Mercy from the gods! *DINGDINGDING!* BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, your winner of the match, "TREMENDOUS" TTYYYYLLLLEEEERRRRRR... BBRRRYYYAAAAAAANNTT!!! Celebrating his win, Tyler makes sure not to go over the top and comiserates with a disappointed Shayne. Meanwhile COD leave the announce booth and head for the ring. COLE Do you think Krista realised the microphone was still on the deck and everyone could hear what she was saying the whole time? COACH Honestly? Yes. As Krista and Alix enter, Tyler tries to contain his excitement. KRISTA Well, congratulations to you... uhm... wait, which one of you won again? Tyler raises his hand, ego suitably dented. KRISTA Right, of course. Well by the rules of the match that means you get to pucker on up, so while I go against everything my mother brought me up to believe as a budding teen model and supress the urge to vomit, is there anything you'd like to say? TYLER Uhm... well, I guess I'd like to say thank you, but uh... we kinda heard you commentating in the background and you were sorta mean about us. What was that about? KRISTA Oh, sweetie. Shut up and purse those lips. Not one to disobey that order, Tyler shrugs and does just that. Krista pulls out a lipstick from her pocket and gets herself ready. KRISTA It's funny. Jade always said you two were a little naive and I just dismissed it, much like most of what she says. But you two REALLY don't get it, do you? Krista blows a kiss to camera, licks her lips... ...AND PUNCHES TYLER RIGHT IN THE FACE!!!! COLE OH! Jumping to his fallen partner's side, Shayne looks up wondering what the hell that was for. KRISTA A kiss with a fist is better than none. Before Shayne knows what's happening, Krista gives the signal as she and Alix proceed to stomp the hell out of the boybanders, to more than a fair share of cheers from the Oklahoma crowd!! The young boybanders are beaten to the ground with shocked looks etched on their faces. Krista halts with her kicks as she grabs Tyler's legs and splays them. Suddenly feeling faint, Alix staggers around, before taking a very dramatic collapse, headfirst between the Tremendous legs of Tyler!! As he rolls around in agony, Shayne finds his way back to his feet, only to be blown a kiss goodbye and struck with KIDOLOGY!!! COLE Chicks Over Dicks are teaching D*LUX a lesson in CODology! Checking her hair is all in place Krista dusts her hands with satisfaction. Alix dances around the fallen bodies of D*LUX, double dog daring them to get them some more. "C - O - D!" "C - O - D!" "C - O - D!" "C - O - D!" COLE And this crowd are going wild for some VINTAGE~! Chicks Over Dicks! Krista stands over D*LUX and tells them "This is what happens when you mess with us!", as if further exclamation point were needed on top of the beatdown. Pulling out her lipstick again, Krista then kneels down and proceeds to put a literal stamp on their handiwork as she scrawls the letters "COD" onto the foreheads of both Tyler and Shayne. Ignoring Alix's urges to "draw a penis too, that'd be killer awesome" Krista then leaves to the adulation of the crowd. COACH You know what the best thing is? This is only the start! The appetiser! The hors d'eouvre! Imagine what epic sonning Krista and Alix are gonna dish out at School's Out! COLE It may be playground bullying at it's most brutal at School's Out! We may see wedgies, we may see swirlies, we may see some wet willies! COACH You wish. COD leave with their point proven in grand fashion, but it's clear that Krista hasn't gotten more than a fraction of her revenge yet as she looks back at D*LUX struggling to recover themselves in the ring.