Adam

Decent.

Almost forgot the greatest HD Main Event ever... Run. For. The. Fucking. Gold.

I call for Climax last year to be included in the MOTY Candidates, only because of personal attachment, and because we cut it off at November last year. Oh, and I'll play Devil's Advocate and suggest these for MOTY: Axel vs. Ragdoll, Las Vegas Deathmatch, Climax - Now, before I go any further, say whatever you want about me nominating my own stuff, but as I've said to Hoff, to Ken and to NYU, I'm fucking proud of this match, and I'm not just nominating it because of that reason, Popick said himself that it was one of the best matches he's read. Drek Stone vs. Hoff, OAOAST Championship, AngleMania - Say what you want about people leaving, taking their ball and going home, whatever cliche people are using today. Hoff did a great job on this one... Drek Stone vs. Axel, OAOAST Championship, AngleMania - ...and Drek did a superb job with this one.

Yeah, well unfortunately my hair even had a nickname in High School - the 'Persian Rug'. I got over it pretty quickly, and its warm in winter having a hairy chest, but I couldn't accept the back.

But fuck it hurt, some of the most excruciating pain ever. Anyone else have the A-Train curse?

He's a Melbourne supporter. He won't be missed.

6'3, 215. Biggest Australian here.

You should be.

....my god. I just read from page 4, I knew something was up when this jumped 5 pages overnight.

complied

No you couldn't.

Axel will be in-ouse the hiz-ouse

I'm sure you'll do a fine job Parka, no pressure at all mate, just go with it.

I'm upset I'm not on any lists, although FS didn't mention his, so I'm sure I'm on that.

Alrighty. Very, very solid show, from the gigantic writing efforts of guys like Alf, PFL and what will be a very long IronTag; to the entertaining title matches, surprising title changes, and even more surprising alignments and returns. Yes, I knew ahead of time that I was returning, but even I was surprised to see that I had written something. I'm off to read the show in much greater detail, and until such time as I return, well done guys.

Okay, she's up. If I'm still awake when I get the other two matches, I'll put them in, but Zack and Eski, if you want to put your matches in when they're done, go ahead.

A OAOAST ENTERTAINMENT Production DIRECTED BY Nice Guy Adam WRITTEN BY LaParkaYourCar Mystery Eskimo Ed Wood Caulfield Nice Guy Adam Zack Malibu KC Alfdogg Peter Knight Tony149 GRAPHICS BY Papacita MAIN TITLES KC OAOAST CREATED BY CWM Anglesault Tony149 PRODUCERS Mystery Eskimo KC Chuck Woolery Alfdogg Crystal Stephen Joseph Nice Guy Adam CREATIVE CONSULTANT Patty O'Green OAOAST PRESIDENT EXECUTIVE PRODUCER Zack Malibu © 2005 OAOAST Entertainment All Rights Reserved.

COLE And now fans, its now time for the main event. For the One And Only AngleSault Thread Championship. Two men who were once the closest of friends now appear to be ending their friendship for good. The OAOAST November Reign logo flashes by across the screen. The matchup graphic for the PR/Popick World Title match is shown. “Falling Apart” by TRUSTcompany begins playing. The fans let out a mixed reaction. COLE The 24/7 Champion, “The Corporate Champion” Tha Puerto Rican goes head-to-head against his manager and “Career Consultant” and current World Champion Stephen Joseph Popick. And the Special Guest Referee for this affair? None other than Jesse “The Body” Ventura! COACH This is going to be a big night in Tha Puerto Rican’s career. He has the opportunity of a lifetime. The chance to walk out of November Reign as the World’s Heavyweight Champion for the very first time! Will he be able to seize the moment and get what he believes he has deserved all along? CABOOSE Oh boy. Oh boy. I have never been more excited for a PRL match than I am right now. THIS is the moment I—he has been waiting for a damn long time! This is his night. This is the night he ascends to his rightful place atop the OAOAST Mountain as Champion. Grab the champagne bottles, because after Jesse Ventura counts the 1-2-3, PRL is going to be celebrating all night long! COLE We never thought we would see this. PRL/Popick for the World Heavyweight Title. Can Stephen Joseph overcome the challenge of his pupil? Can “The Body” maintain law and order in the ring? We are about to find out as the main event of November Reign 2005 starts right now! Let’s go to Michael Buffer in the ring. The camera cuts to Michael Buffer, who is indeed already in the ring, microphone and cue cards in his hands. The crowd cheers. *DING DING DING* MICHAEL BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, it is now time for the One And Only AngleSault Thread November Reign 2005 main event! This match is scheduled for one fall with a sixty-minute time limit. Physicians in attendance are Dr. Margaret Goodman and Dr. William Berliner. And when the bell sounds, your referee in charge of the action will be Jesse “The Body” Ventura. And now, it’s time for a match between two men whose friendship has deteriorated these past few weeks. One man seeks to fulfill his destiny. While the other man seeks to keep in his possession the richest prize in this industry. This match is for the One And Only AngleSault Thread Heavyweight Championship of the World! ARE YOU READY? CROWD YEAAAHHHHHHH!!! BUFFER Wrestling fans, ARE…YOU…RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREADY? CROWD YEAAAHHHHHHH!!! BUFFER Then, for the thousands in attendance, and the millions watching around the world. Ladies and gentlemen…LLLLLLLET’S GET READY TO RUMBLLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!! CABOOSE I’m ready Michael Buffer! I am ready! “Welcome To The Jungle” by Guns N’ Roses starts playing. The crowd cheers loudly. Jesse “The Body” Ventura comes out, decked out in a black bandana, long sleeve referee shirt, black dress slacks, and black dress shoes. Jesse waves the crowd with a smile on his face. He slaps hands with the fans as he walks down the entrance ramp. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the Special Guest Referee for this match-up. He is a legend in the professional wrestling industry, not just for what he’s done inside the ring, but for what he’s done outside of the ring as one of the WWF’s and WCW’s most popular color commentators in the 80’s and early 90’s. He also has made a name for himself in Hollywood starring in the popular action flicks “Predator” and “The Running Man”. He is a former governor of Minnesota. He is JESSSE “THE BODYYYYYYY” VENTURRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! COLE Well, I can’t think of a better referee for this match than Jesse “The Body” Ventura! CABOOSE Hell yeah. Jesse is the man! I’m very happy that he’s going to be the referee in the match where PRL becomes the OAOAST World Champion! Ventura enters the ring. He waves to the fans that chant “JES-SEE! JES-SEE! JES-SEE! JES-SEE!” Jesse “The Body” Ventura stands in the ring waiting for the participants in the main event. “Welcome To The Jungle” by Guns N’ Roses dies down. COLE Jesse Ventura is no stranger to being a referee. He was the referee for the Mega-Powers vs. Mega-Bucks match that was the main event for the first WWF SummerSlam in 1988, and he was the referee for the Triple Threat Match for the WWF Championship between “Stone Cold” Steve Austin, Triple H, and Mankind back at WWF SummerSlam 1999. CABOOSE Those were both good matches…but neither one will compare to the awesomest that this next match will be. Oh yeah. PRL is going home with the World Title, baby! Wooo! The lights go down in the arena causing the crowd to cheer. A Puerto Rican flag appears on the AngleTron. In big, white blocky letters, the following words appear on the screen, with Tha Puerto Rican saying them: *THE CHAMP IS HERE!* YEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!/BOOOOOOOOO!!! With that, a lightning bolt hits the entrance, the PRL entrance video plays on the AngleTron, and “Know Your Role ‘99” begins playing with most of the crowd cheering. PR is heard saying, “THE CHAMP IS HERE!” throughout the song, while smoke fills the entryway and the lights flicker on and off in the entrance. A few seconds elapsed, and out through the smoke comes “The Corporate Champion” Tha Puerto Rican with about 60% of the crowd cheering him when he comes out. Tha Puerto Rican is wearing his Puerto Rican flag facepaint, HBK-like entrance attire, and a Puerto Rican flag around his neck as a cape. He is carrying his custom made spinner 24/7 Championship belt over right shoulder and has a smirk on his face. CABOOSE There he is. Your next OAOAST World Champion! PR spins his belt plate. He begins walking down the ramp, a smirk still on his face. BUFFER Now coming to the ring at this time, the challenger. He stands 5-foot-9 and weighs in at 220 lbs. From San Juan, Puerto Rico. He calls himself the most electrifying man in professional wrestling. He is the leader of the most feared stable in wrestling today, The Lightning Crew. A 3-time Puerto Rican/Italian/Puerto Rican Champion and a former North American Champion, he is known as the master of the Corporate Nightmare, the Corporate Smackdown, and the most electrifying move in professional wrestling, the IntenseZone Elbow. He is the current One And Only AngleSault Thread Twenty-Four/Seven Champion. Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome “The Corporate Champion” THA PUERTOOOOOOOOO RICCCAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!! Tha Puerto Rican gets on the ring apron and looks at the fans. He enters the ring and spins around, soaking in the mixed reaction of the fans while “Know Your Role ‘99” continues playing over the P.A. system. PRL does the HBK muscle pose while pyro goes off behind him. The crowd is mostly cheering PRL now. COLE It looks as though Tha Puerto Rican is ready for what is one of the most important matches of his career. CABOOSE Hell, it’s probably THE most important match in his career. PRL has never been a World Champion in any of the promotions he’s wrestled in. That could all changed tonight when he wins the biggest title of them all! PRL heads to the second rope and raises his spinner 24/7 Championship belt over his head. He then heads to a second turnbuckle and raises the belt over his head again. PR hits a third turnbuckle and raises his belt with his right arm in the air and “smells the electricity” a’la The Rock. PRL does the same Rock pose on the fourth turnbuckle, receiving another mixed reaction. CABOOSE Let me ask you guys something. Doesn’t PRL look more like a World Champion than say, Stephen Joseph? COLE Well, I wouldn’t say… CABOOSE JUST ANSWER THE QUESTION. YES. Or. NO. COLE Uh…yes? CABOOSE Thank You. PRL acknowledges the fans that are cheering him. He hops off the turnbuckle and removes his Puerto Rican flag cape, sunglasses, earring, and HBK-entrance attire. Jesse Ventura talks to him as the lights go back on in the arena. PRL kisses his spinner 24/7 Title belt and hands it over to Jesse. Ventura gives it to a ring attendant. COACH That man right there, Jesse Ventura, will be the only one who decides whether PRL or Popick wins this match. He has vowed to be a fair and balance referee who will maintain law and order. And with the way PRL and Popick have been these past few weeks, I say he is the perfect referee for the job. “Know Your Role ‘99” dies down. PRL stares at the entrance. The crowd anxiously awaits Popick’s arrival. CABOOSE I hate this entrance every single time. “It Ain’t Over For Me” by Terrance Howard begins playing. BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! White Christian-like pyro comes cascading down. The OAOAST World Champion Stephen Joseph Popick comes out from the Upstarts entrance, a cocky smile on his face. Popick has the OAOAST World Title belt around his waist as he turns around and holds his arms out in a crucified position. PYRO~! PYRO~!! PYRO~!!! PYRO~!!!! PYRO~!!!!! Popick turns around as every single fan in the arena boos the shit out of Stephen Joseph. The World Champ begins walking to the ring, still wearing a cocky smile on his face. BUFFER And his opponent. Making his entrance to the ring. Standing 6-foot-2 and weighing in at 225 lbs. He hails from Atlanta, Georgia. He has been with the OAOAST since the very beginning wrestling as Big Poppa Popick. He has been involved in some of the most memorable matches in OAOAST history such as the Wargames match that saw the end of the aWo. He was the leader of the now-defunct Trinity and now serves as a member of OAOAST Corporate and the manager and “Career Consultant” of his opponent tonight. The master of the Finality and the Fallen Angel, he is the reigning and defending undisputed One And Only AngleSault Thread Heavyweight Champion of the WOOORRLLLLDDDD! The Most Hated Man In The OAOAST. Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the one, the only, STEPHEN JOSEPH POPPPICCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKK!!! Stephen Joseph climbs the steps and scales the turnbuckle with one leg on top, scanning the crowd with a smirk on his face while “It Ain’t Over For Me” continues playing. COLE Look at the face of Stephen Joseph. CABOOSE I rather not. COLE (ignoring Caboose) He is definitely confident that he will retain the World Title tonight. But will his confidence backfire on him? Will he get cocky and will that cost him the match and title? CABOOSE I’m praying to all the gods that may or may not exist that he loses the belt tonight. SJ hops off the turnbuckle and into the ring. He stares at Tha Puerto Rican who is at the opposite corner. He unbuckles the OAOAST Title belt from around his waist and kisses it before handing it over to Jesse Ventura. “The Body” raises the World Title belt over his head before handing the belt over to a ring attendant. Popick stretches the ropes while PRL continues staring at him. COLE I’ll tell ya, I still can’t believe we’re about to see this match. I never thought that PRL and Popick would fight each other on pay-per-view for the World Heavyweight Title. COACH Well, it’s a reality, and it’s gonna happen right now. “It Ain’t Over For Me” by Terrance Howard dies down. The crowd is hot, anxiously awaiting the start of the match. Jesse Ventura pats down Stephen Joseph, then pats down Tha Puerto Rican. He glances at the two of them and then finally, calls for the bell. *DING DING DING* OAOAST WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP STEPHEN JOSEPH POPICK (Champion) vs. “THE CORPORATE CHAMPION” THA PUERTO RICAN (Challenger) SPECIAL GUEST REFEREE: JESSE “THE BODY” VENTURA PRL and Popick continue staring at each other from opposite corners. COLE Popick isn’t looking at his friend or client now. COACH Oh no. He’s looking at his enemy. He’s looking at the guy who wants to take his title. COLE And remember what PRL said. He will HURT Popick if he has to in order to become World Champion. CABOOSE Let’s hope he’s true to his word. Tha Puerto Rican and Stephen Joseph circle each other. They lock up. Popick draws first blood, applying an armbar on PRL. Popick does some shoulderblocks on PRL’s right shoulder. However, Puerto Rican is able to reverse into his own armbar, which draws a pop from the crowd. But Popick is able to reverse the reversal with another armbar. POPICK You’re not so big now, are ya? Tha Puerto Rican does a backflip (!) and reverses into his armbar. PR cinches the hold tight. Popick kicks PRL in the stomach 2 times in order for him to release the armbar. Popick takes control, hitting PRL with several blows to the head. Popick whips Tha Puerto Rican into a turnbuckle. PRL does a Flair Flip onto the ring apron. Stephen rushes over and grabs Tha Puerto Rican, putting him in a facelock and doing a suplex on PRL, bringing him back into the ring. However, Tha Puerto Rican is able to land on his feet. Puerto shoves Popick into the ropes, rolling him up! Ventura counts…and only gets two! PRL and Popick both get back up. Popick goes for a clothesline, Puerto Rican ducks, and gives Stephen an Edge-O-Matic! 1! 2! Kick out! Both men get up again. Puerto nails Stephen with some Rock-style punches to the temple. He then whips Stephen into the ropes and goes for a hip toss. However, the World Champ won’t budge. After several tries, PR punches Popick in the stomach, puts his right leg over Popick’s head, does a somersault, and clotheslines Popick to the mat! Popick gets up and he stares at Tha Puerto Rican. The crowd cheers. COLE What fast paced action we’re seeing in the early minutes of this match! CABOOSE PRL is showing Popick why he is the best. COLE And the crowd seems to agree with that statement. “P.R.! P.R.! P.R.! P.R.!” Popick sneers at the crowd. “The Corporate Champion” Tha Puerto Rican and Stephen Joseph Popick get into a nose-to-nose confrontation. PRL shoves Popick. Popick slaps Tha Puerto Rican! COLE Whoa! I felt that one! Tha Puerto Rican and Stephen Joseph glare at each other angrily. Suddenly, Popick smiles. He puts his right hand in the air, calling for a test of strength. Puerto Rican hesitates, but then gives in. Tha Puerto Rican and Stephen Joseph engage in a test of strength. The crowd is going crazy, some booing, some cheering. CABOOSE Come on P.R.! Show him whose boss! Rip his arms out of his sockets! COLE It seems like PRL and Popick are evenly matched right now. But that doesn’t last long as Popick gains the advantage, driving PRL to his knees. The crowd boos! Popick laughs in PRL’s face, taunting him. But then, Popick goes from happy to sad as PRL starts getting up. The crowd gets louder and louder as Tha Puerto Rican gets on his feet. COACH I don’t think Popick expected this! PRL has a cocky smirk on his face. He knees Popick in the stomach, grabs him in a facelock…and DRILLS Popick with the DANGEROUS DDT! Tha Puerto Rican covers Popick. COLE Could this be it? ONE! TWO! KICK OUT!!! CABOOSE Shoot. PRL argues with Jesse The Body. PRL flips Jesse off. The Corporate Champ picks up Stephen Joseph and gives him a vertical suplex. PR rolls through, and gives Popick a second vertical suplex. PR rolls through a third time and lifts Stephen up for a third suplex. PRL holds up Popick in the air for a few seconds, letting the blood rush to his head. The crowd applauds. COLE Look at that. A phenomenal move from Tha Puerto Rican. CABOOSE Only he can do a vertical suplex so well. Tha Puerto Rican does the “You can’t see me!” hand gesture then walks to the ropes. PRL drops Popick’s stomach on the top rope, which leads to the slingshot suplex, completing the Corporate Trifecta. Afterwards, PR applauds himself. And the crowd cheers! COLE Neither man is a fan favorite, but it looks like these fans here in Halifax are siding with Tha Puerto Rican! CABOOSE Smart fans these Nova Scotians are. Tha Puerto Rican trash talks Popick and then picks him up. Irish whip into the ropes. Puerto goes for a hurricarana, but Popick turns the hurricarana into a powerbomb! Jesse Ventura counts…but gets two. Popick curses, but remains calm. Stephen Joseph picks PR up and nails him with a knife-edged chop to the chest! *CHOP!* “WOOOOOOOOOOO!” *CHOP!* “WOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” *CHOP!* “WOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” *DOUBLE CHOP!* “WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” Stephen whips PR into the turnbuckle. PRL reverses. Popick reverses THAT, and PRL does a backflip over the top rope and onto the floor! COLE Tha Puerto Rican has been sent to the outside! CABOOSE You monster! Do you see what you have done? You could have killed him! Stephen Joseph stops to pose. He receives a barrage of boos! Popick responds with a smile. Meanwhile, Tha Puerto Rican lies facedown on the floor. Popick laughs at PRL. COLE Stephen Joseph is treating PRL like his worst enemy! COACH That’s what he said he would do. He’s not about to lose the title right now. “The Corporate Champion” Tha Puerto Rican slowly gets up, a little groggy. The fans at ringside root PRL on. Stephen Joseph holds the second rope open for Tha Puerto Rican and invites him in. That elicits boos from the crowd. COLE Just like he does every week. Popick directs the groggy Puerto Rican into the ring by holding the second rope. By now, some of PRL’s facepaint has disappeared. PRL enters the ring, and when he does, Popick grabs his right arm and applies a hammerlock on it. Popick yanks on the arm. Tha Puerto Rican grabs Stephen with his left arm. He then backflips (!!) over Popick landing behind him! PRL shoves Popick into the ropes, and tries for another rollup, once again getting a two count! Popick and PR get right back up. PR charges, but Popick ducks, and grabs PRL from behind…giving him a high angle neckbreaker! COLE The high angle neckbreaker is sure to take a lot out of Tha Puerto Rican! CABOOSE Come on. Come on! Beat him PRL! For the love of God, beat him! Stephen Joseph does a kneedrop onto PRL’s right arm. He then does it again and again. “ASS-HOLE! ASS-HOLE! ASS-HOLE! ASS-HOLE!” CABOOSE ASS-HOLE! ASS-HOLE! COLE Caboose! CABOOSE Hey, I was caught up in the moment! Popick looks at the crowd in disgust. Popick waits for Tha Puerto Rican to get up. He dares him to get his feet. POPICK Come on. You can do it! The crowd has quieted down. PRL gets to a vertical base, allowing Stephen Joseph to grab PRL’s right arm and apply a wristlock on it. Popick trash talks while applying the hold. He then lifts PRL up, and slams him down with a wristlock suplex! COLE A wristlock suplex! That’s a move we hardly ever see! “PO-PICK SUCKS! PO-PICK SUCKS! PO-PICK SUCKS! PO-PICK SUCKS!” POPICK Oh shut up! Stephen Joseph SLAPS Tha Puerto Rican upside the head as he gets up. Stephen Joseph punches Tha Puerto Rican in the face several times. Popick picks up PRL and lifts him up in the air. He holds him for a few seconds…and then drops him with the stalling neckbreaker. Popick covers PRL. 1… 2… PRL PUTS HIS RIGHT SHOULDER UP! Popick gets up and kicks PRL in the right arm. He does it again. And again. SJP picks up PRL and whips him into a turnbuckle—NO—PRL reverses and Popick hits the turnbuckle! PRL then runs towards Popick and nails him with the Stinger Splash! Puerto then whips SJP into the opposite turnbuckle. PRL goes for a clothesline, but Popick elbows him in the face. PRL stumbles around the ring, so Stephen Joseph leaps onto PRL’s back, crucifixing the arms and rolling him into pinning position. Ventura counts! And gets two! Popick gets up before Tha Puerto Rican and picks him up for a vertical suplex. HOWEVER, PRL escapes the suplex, and turns Popick around, going for the Lightning Strike! BUT WAIT! Popick grabs PRL from behind and gives him an Atomic Drop! Tha Puerto Rican falls to the mat. Stephen Joseph quickly grabs PRL while he’s on the mat and applies the Higher Calling (Rings Of Saturn)! COLE A submission move! PRL is trapped in the Higher Calling! COACH He can lose the match right now! CABOOSE Oh God! Oh no! Come on PRL! Escape the hold! Escape the hold! You HAVE TO ESCAPE THE HOLD! The crowd starts to get loud again. Jesse “The Body” Ventura checks on Tha Puerto Rican, asking if he submits. JESSE “THE BODY” VENTURA Do you give up? PRL NEVER~! Popick is still applying the hold. Tha Puerto Rican screams out in pain. He suddenly finds the strength to move his body around. PRL moves his body enough that Popick starts to lose his grip, and soon, PRL escapes the Higher Calling. CABOOSE Oh Thank God. Oh Thank You Jesus. Or Buddha. Or Allah! Thank You so much! COLE Tha Puerto Rican could have lost the match right there, but he escaped, and he still has a chance at becoming OAOAST World Champion! SJP kicks PRL’s right arm again, and then whips him into the ropes. PRL reverses, and does a leapfrog over Popick. Popick bounces off the ropes, so PRL does a reverse leapfrog over Popick. Popick bounces off the ropes a third time, so PRL does another leapfrog…only to get caught by Popick. Popick prepares to do a powerbomb, but PRL is able to do the hurricarana on Popick! COLE Great counter by Tha Puerto Rican! The crowd starts cheering. Puerto picks up Popick and whips him into the ropes. Popick reverses, and Tha Puerto Rican rests on the ropes. Popick charges forward…only to get BAAAACK BODY DROP over the top rope and onto the floor! COLE And now Popick is the one on the outside! CABOOSE Ha! Ha! Way to go PRL! This night is yours! I can feel it! Tonight is your night! The crowd cheers PRL. PRL responds by doing a Flair Flop onto the mat. Only half of Tha Puerto Rican’s Puerto Rican flag facepaint remains. PRL is breathing hard now, showing signs of fatigue. He wipes the sweat off his forehead and then laughs at Popick, who is just starting to get up. CABOOSE Look at how pathetic Popick is. It’s disgusting that he’s holding the World Title. Bah! Popick is now groggy. Tha Puerto Rican holds the second rope open for Popick and invites him in. This elicits cheers from the crowd. CABOOSE Ha! Ha! I love Tha Puerto Rican. I really do. Popick points to his right knee, telling PRL it may have been injured. PRL says he’s sorry in a joking manner. COLE Well remember what PRL said. He’ll HURT Popick if he has to if that’s what it takes to win this match. CABOOSE And it looks like he’s succeeded so far. Popick shakes his right leg then enters the ring. PRL starts laying into Popick with punches and forearms. PRL nails Popick with the CLUBBERIN~! THEY BE CLUBBERIN~! forearms. PRL whips Popick into the ropes. Samoan Drop. PRL applauds himself…and receives boos. COLE I guess not everyone is a Lightning Bolt in Halifax. The dreaded “P.R. SUCKS!” chant returns, but not in full force. Instead, a small, but vocal group of fans chant PRL’s least favorite chant. PRL eggs on those who boo him. Puerto goes back to work on Popick, giving him the devastating bodyslam~! The man formerly known as The Lightning Kid climbs the top rope. The crowd starts cheering as PRL removes his left elbow pad and throws it to the crowd. PRL does some weird hand signals directed at Popick and the crowd, and then leaps off the top rope, doing the “Up yours!” hand gesture in mid-air, then connecting with the Corporate Elbowdrop on Stephen Joseph Popick! COLE Corporate Elbowdrop! This could be it! It could be over! Here’s the cover! ONE! TWO!! THRE—KICK OUT!!! COLE And Popick gets the shoulder up just in the nick of time! CABOOSE Aw man! I thought that was the finish! The crowd thought it was the finish too. PRL gets up, slower than before. PRL does some shaky leg kicks on Popick’s right leg. Popick clutches his right leg in pain, yelling “Oh GOD! SAVE ME!” Tha Puerto Rican kicks the right leg before grabbing Popick’s legs to apply the Sharpshooter! NO! Popick pushes him off with his legs. Popick gets up. He glares angrily at Tha Puerto Rican. The crowd is hot. COLE I think Stephen Joseph just realized that Tha Puerto Rican is a threat to his World Title! COACH I take it Popick would rather have PRL as a friend than an enemy! CABOOSE Oh Popick. You have no idea who you’re messing with. Tha Puerto Rican is the best wrestler in the OAOAST, and he’s showing you why tonight. The crowd starts chanting “P.R.! P.R.! P.R.! P.R.!” and this time, about 80% of the crowd is doing the chanting. PR and Popick get into a yelling contest. The two men are nose-to-nose. Popick shoves Puerto. Puerto shoves Popick. Popick shoves Puerto. Puerto shoves Popick. A slugfest erupts in the middle of the ring. Neither man has the advantage at first, but soon, Popick takes control. Stephen Joseph Irish whips Tha Puerto Rican into the ropes. He gives him a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker…except that Tha Puerto Rican lands on his feet, and gives Popick the Lightning Strike (Diamond Cutter)! COACH Lightning Strike! That was Tha Puerto Rican’s finisher as The Lightning Kid! COLE Is this it? Can it be? 1… 2…. 3-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! COLE And the match is still going strong! CABOOSE I’m about to have a heart attack with all these close calls! Puerto Rican puts his head in his hands, trying to figure out a way to beat Stephen Joseph. He wipes the sweat off his eyebrows and gets up. PRL does some fistdrops onto Popick’s forehead. PRL then bounces off the ropes, stops in his tracks, shakes his shoulders, dusts off his right shoulder, and drops a fist onto Popick’s head. The Five-Knuckle Shuffle! Puerto Rican picks Popick up. Tha Puerto Rican gives Stephen an Irish whip into the ropes. Stephen goes for a clothesline, PR ducks, grabs Stephen from behind, and gives him a German Suplex! PRL gets right up and yells out “THE CHAMP IS HERE!” The crowd responds with boos and cheers! CABOOSE Oh yeah. You’re gonna be the World Champion PRL! You’re gonna be the World Champion! YEAH! Tha Puerto Rican turns Popick onto his stomach. Shaky leg kicks to the back. PRL picks up Popick and whips him into a turnbuckle. Popick hits the turnbuckle back first HARD. PRL follows with a clothesline. Popick stumbles out of the turnbuckle, so PRL grabs him and gives him a double-armed DDT! PRL then climbs the top rope. PRL leaps off, doing The Mad Cappa Crusher 2003 onto the neck of Popick! PRL covers. Jesse Ventura counts. 1…2…. KICKOUT AT 2.99999999999999!!! Tha Puerto Rican applies a chinlock on Stephen Joseph Popick. The Corporate Champ sneers at the crowd while Jesse Ventura checks on Popick. Jesse asks if Popick gives up, but Popick gets a burst of energy and gets on his knees. The crowd starts booing. Popick gets on his feet and elbows PRL in the stomach. He does it several times, escaping the chinlock. Popick bounces off the ropes…into an overhead belly-to-belly suplex from Tha Puerto Rican! COLE And The Corporate Champ is one step ahead of the World Champ! Tha Puerto Rican lies on the mat, catching his breath. The crowd is cooling down. The camera does a close-up of both PRL and Popick lying on the mat. COLE You can see it. You can see the fatigue setting in. You can see the exhaustion setting in. Tha Puerto Rican and Stephen Joseph have taken each other to the limit in this match, and whether or not you like either man, you can’t deny what they’ve put each other through for the chance to be OAOAST World Champion. COACH I can’t believe PRL and Popick are friends with the way they’ve been attacking each other throughout this match. They are fighting like they’re arch enemies. COLE After tonight, I think they’ll be archenemies. CABOOSE Oh I sure hope so. Tha Puerto Rican slowly gets up. PR picks up Popick and gives him a knife-edged chop to the chest. *CHOP!* “WOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” *CHOP!* “WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” *CHOP!* “WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” PRL whips Popick into the ropes. Flying clothesline! PRL kicks him in the face. Tha Puerto Rican whips Popick into the ropes. PRL follows with the SPINEBUSTER~!!! CABOOSE Oh yeah! YES! It’s time! It’s time! Tha Puerto Rican stands over Stephen Joseph who is in the middle of the ring. He gets ready to deliver The IntenseZone Elbow. PRL removes his right elbow pad, spits on it, and then throws it down on Popick’s face. He does some weird hand signals, and then bounces off the ropes, leaps over Stephen Joseph Popick, and then bounces off the opposite ropes. CABOOSE It’s now time for the most electrifying move in professional wrestling: The IntenseZone Elbow! PRL does The IntenseZone Elbow on Stephen Joseph Popick! PRL covers Popick. Jesse Ventura counts. 1…. 2… 2 ½ KICK OUT!!! COLE No! Popick kicked out! Popick kicked out of The IntenseZone Elbow! CABOOSE Ajjjdkjdsjfkljf!!! The crowd boos. A “P.R. SUCKS!” chant starts, but is quickly drowned out by a “P.R.! P.R.!” chant. PRL picks up Stephen Joseph and whips him into a turnbuckle—NO—Popick reverses. Popick charges forward, but PR elbows him in the face. Popick stumbles around the ring, so Tha Puerto Rican climbs the top rope, waits for Popick to get in the right position, and then jumps off, giving Popick a flying crossbody! PRL covers Popick…and gets a two count! PR and SJ get up. Tha Puerto Rican is the first to attack, nailing SJP with European Uppercuts. PR grabs SJP. Wheelbarrow Suplex! Cover. It gets a two count. PRL curses at Popick and then picks him up. The crowd has quieted down once again as P.R. takes Stephen Joseph over to a turnbuckle. P.R. sits Popick on the top turnbuckle. COLE It looks like PRL is going for a superplex. Tha Puerto Rican goes to climb the top rope, but suddenly, Popick punches PRL in the face! He does it a few more times until PR is dazed and confused. Popick stands on the top rope and jumps off. Bulldog off the top rope! Popick covers. 1… 2… KICK OUT!!! CABOOSE Phew. COLE PR and Popick are both back up. Both men now slugging it out. P.R. has control over Popick. Tha Puerto Rican whips SJP into the ropes. SJ reverses, and knees PRL in the stomach. Popick grabs PRL. Wheelbarrow Suplex! Popick waits for Tha Puerto Rican to get up. Once PRL is at a vertical base, Popick grabs him from behind. German Suplex! Popick, again, waits for Tha Puerto Rican to get up. PRL holds his back in pain as he gets to his feet. Popick turns him around, kicks him in the stomach, and plants PRL with the X-Factor! COLE There’s that combo of moves: the Wheelbarrow Suplex, the German Suplex, and the X-Factor. Popick always does those three moves one after the other. And now here’s the cover. 1! 2! And 3! Hegothim!Nohedidn’t. “PO-PICK SUCKS! PO-PICK SUCKS!” chants start again. Stephen Joseph ignores the crowd, instead choosing to grab Tha Puerto Rican and whip him into a turnbuckle. PRL hits the turnbuckle sternum first. Once PRL stumbles out of the turnbuckle, Popick grabs PRL and lifts him up in the air from behind. Backdrop! BUT WAIT! PRL does ANOTHER backflip (!!!) and goes behind Popick. German Suplex with a bridge into pinning position! Jesse “The Body” Ventura counts. 1… 2… 2 ½ 2.9999999999999999999 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! KIIIICKKKKOUUUUUTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!! COLE Only a two count! Only a two count! CABOOSE WHAT? How the hell is that possible? Just tell me how! Seriously. What the hell? Tha Puerto Rican thought that was it. He argues with Jesse Ventura, who saids that it was a two count. PRL curses under his breath as he grabs Stephen Joseph by his head and runs with him towards the ropes. PRL leaps over the top rope onto the floor, while still holding onto Popick’s head. Because of this, Popick’s neck hits the top rope, causing him to bounce off the ropes onto the mat. The Necksnap! PRL quickly heads back into the ring, waiting for Popick to get up. Once Popick is on his knees, PRL charges forward, jumping over Popick, but grabbing his neck in mid-air to give him a neckbreaker! The Lightning Shock! COLE People shouldn’t bend like that. PRL picks up Popick and whips Popick into a turnbuckle. Popick reverses, and PRL hits the turnbuckle. Popick charges forward. P.R. leaps over Popick—NO—Popick grabs PRL’s legs as he’s leaping, and throws him back down onto the mat, HARD! Stephen covers Tha Puerto Rican! 1… 2… TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! Stephen Joseph picks up Tha Puerto Rican. PRL gets a sudden burst of energy and punches Popick with Rock-style jabs. Left. Left. Left. Spit. Punch. Popick goes down! Puerto goes for a kick to the midsection, but Popick catches PRL’s left foot. Luckily for PRL, he fires back with the enzuguiri! Popick flops onto the mat! Tha Puerto Rican picks up Stephen Joseph and gives him an Irish whip into the ropes. Popick reverses. He goes for a clothesline. PRL ducks…and hits the flying forearm. Kip up~! COLE Here we go! The end is near! PRL is setting up for the Corporate Nightmare! CABOOSE Yes! All right! All right! Yes! It’s almost time! It’s almost time! The crowd starts cheering as Tha Puerto Rican heads to a turnbuckle. PR starts stomping his right foot a’la Shawn Michaels. 1,2,3. 1,2,3. 1,2,3. Popick is still on the mat, but is slowly showing signs of movement. COLE Will PRL hit the Sweet Chin Music? CABOOSE Yes. Yes he will! He’s going to do it! PRL anxiously waits for Popick to get up. Popick is on one knee. PRL continues “tuning up the band”. Popick gets to his feet. Popick stumbles a bit, groggy, fatigued, and breathing hard. Stephen Joseph turns around, just as Tha Puerto Rican rushes forward… *KA-POW~!!!* AND KNOCKS OUT POPICK WITH THE SWEET CHIN MUSIC!!! Tha Puerto Rican looks at the downed Popick, and then at the crowd, and a smile appears on his face. “THAT’S IT!” CABOOSE Yeah! That’s it! Time for the Corporate Nightmare! We’re going to have a new World Champion! We’re going to have a new World Champion! A World Champion who deserves the belt! “The Corporate Champion” Tha Puerto Rican gets ready to deliver the Corporate Nightmare. The crowd cheers loudly. By now 95% of the crowd is behind Tha Puerto Rican. Popick is still knocked out, but is showing signs of movement. COLE We could be just moments away from the crowning of a new World Champion! CABOOSE We ARE moments away from the crowning of a new World Champion! Stephen Joseph slowly sits up. He gets on one knee, albeit slowly. CABOOSE Come on already! Get up! Come on! Come on! Popick uses the ropes to help him get to his feet. Stephen Joseph holds his back in pain as he gets to a vertical base. PRL has a wide sinister smile on his face. When Stephen Joseph turns around, PRL greets him with the KICK WHAM CORPORATE NIGHTMARE!!! COLE He hit it! The Corporate Nightmare! The Corporate Nightmare connects! CABOOSE YES! YES! YES! PIN HIM PRL! PIN HIM! “The Corporate Champion” Tha Puerto Rican covers Stephen Joseph Popick. The crowd cheers as Jesse “The Body” Ventura makes the count. ONE! TWO! THREE!!! POPICK PUTS HIS RIGHT FOOT ON THE BOTTOM ROPE! CABOOSE PRL won! He’s won the World Heavyweight Title! COLE No! It was a two count! Popick’s foot was on the bottom rope! CABOOSE What? Popick’s foot was on the bottom rope? COLE Yeah. Jesse Ventura saw it. Popick’s foot was on the bottom rope. CABOOSE Oh, God damnit. PRL thinks he’s won the title, as does the crowd. Jesse Ventura tells him that it was only a two count. Tha Puerto Rican can’t believe it. The crowd is shocked and starts booing. COLE Stephen Joseph Popick’s last second desperation move maybe the turning point of this match! CABOOSE Oh no. No! No! Don’t jinx him! Shut up! Don’t say anything! We still got a match! PRL still has a chance to beat Popick! Tha Puerto Rican puts head in his hands. It looks like he is about to cry. By now almost all of PRL's Puerto Rican flag facepaint is gone. A LOUD “P.R.! P.R.!” chant starts up. Puerto grabs Stephen Popick and slaps his face in frustration. Bulldog on Popick! PRL is not done yet. He picks up Popick and places him in between his legs. PRL lifts Stephen up. Piledriver! PR covers Popick. 1... 2… POPICK KICKS OUT! Puerto Rican whips SJP into a turnbuckle. PR charges forward, but gets elbowed in the face. Popick grabs Puerto and gives him a Russian Legsweep. He hooks PRL’s right leg…and only gets a two count! COLE That was a close call right there! Popick argues with Jesse Ventura. POPICK Are you blind? That was obviously a three! I could see it, the fans could see it! It was a three count! Stephen Joseph stands up to Jesse Ventura, literally. The World Champion and the Special Guest Referee get into an argument as PRL recovers from the Russian Legsweep. Popick looks like he is about to blow a gasket. COACH Uh-oh. I don’t think this is going to end well for Popick. He’s yelling at Jesse “The Body” Ventura! CABOOSE Come on Jesse. Pop him one. Do it for me. Please! Stephen Joseph Popick and Jesse “The Body” Ventura are still in their heated argument. The crowd cheers, hoping for Jesse to get into a physical altercation with Popick. But before Popick and Jesse “The Body” Ventura can come to blows, Tha Puerto Rican sneaks up behind Popick and leaps onto his shoulders. Popick tries to throw PRL off his shoulders, but to no avail. Finally, Tha Puerto Rican rolls forward into a victory roll! NO! Stephen Joseph Popick REVERSES the victory roll into one of his own, wrapping PRL, while grabbing a hold of his tights! Referee Jesse “The Body” Ventura counts. 1… 2… 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *DING DING DING* (24:55) CABOOSE NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! COLE Stephen Joseph cheated to win again! Stephen Joseph has retained the OAOAST World Title! BUFFER Here is your winner…and STILL (BIG Boos) One And Only AngleSault Thread Heavyweight Champion of the WOOORRRRLLLLLLDDDDDDDD….STEPHEN JOSEPH POPPIIIICCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKK!!! “It Ain’t Over For Me” by Terrance Howard starts playing. Stephen Joseph has a smile as wide as the Cheshire Cat. Meanwhile, “The Corporate Champion” Tha Puerto Rican is shocked. Jesse Ventura raises Popick’s arms in victory, not knowing how he was able to get the win. COLE Stephen Joseph was only seconds away from losing the World Title several times in this matchup, but thanks to a combination of luck and cheating, he is still OUR World Champion! CABOOSE Aw shit. Shit. Shit! Bullshit! Fuck! Fuck! Damn! Damn! Damn it to hell! Son of a bitch! Aw! Bullshit! This is just…words can’t describe how I feel right now. I’m so…UGH! COLE I get the feeling you’re not alone. Garbage is thrown into the ring. Jesse Ventura hands the OAOAST World Heavyweight Championship belt over to Stephen Joseph, who holds it close to his heart, caressing it like it was his baby. He kisses the belt and then raises it over his head, which only causes the boos to get louder. CABOOSE Oh damn! That’s an image I never want to see again. COACH Well, too bad, Caboose. Because for the time being, Stephen Joseph is still the OAOAST World Champion. Popick tells Jesse to raise his arms in victory again. Jesse obliges. He then leaves the ring. Stephen Joseph celebrates in the ring, waving his World Title belt in the air like he just don’t care. “It Ain’t Over For Me” is still playing while Tha Puerto Rican rests his head on a turnbuckle pad. COLE Tha Puerto Rican put up a hell of a fight. He had Stephen Joseph beaten, but were it not for Stephen putting his foot on the bottom rope, Tha Puerto Rican would be the new World Heavyweight Champion! CABOOSE I couldn’t agree with you more, Michael, and that’s the only thing we’ll ever agree on. COACH Look at PRL. He’s crushed. He was screwed out of the World Title again! COLE I can’t believe I’m saying this, but you got to feel sorry for Tha Puerto Rican. He’s been screwed out of the OAOAST Championship not once, but twice in four weeks by the same man, his friend and manager! He must feel terrible right now. CABOOSE So, you’re FINALLY sympathizing with Tha Puerto Rican? I knew you would come around some day. Stephen Joseph stops his celebrating when he sees Tha Puerto Rican burying his head on the turnbuckle pad. Popick’s smile fades as he sees PRL getting back up. “It Ain’t Over For Me” dies down as Popick continues to stare at Tha Puerto Rican, who stares back. COLE Oh boy. Popick, I hope you’re happy with what you’ve done! PRL’s eyes are red. He walks over to Popick, who has a serious look on his face. The crowd is buzzing in anticipation of what will happen next. COLE Are PRL and Popick still friends? COACH I think we’re about to find out. CABOOSE This is the end of the PRL/Popick alliance. I just know it is. Popick starts talking to PRL. PRL nods his head while Popick speaks. Popick then puts his right hand out for PRL to shake. The crowd starts cheering, hoping that Tha Puerto Rican won’t continue his alliance with Stephen Joseph. PR looks at the crowd, and then looks at Popick. He keeps going back and forth between the fans and Popick. COLE What is PRL’s decision going to be? POPICK You can slap my hand, or you can slap my face. It’s your decision. Go ahead. Make it now. It’s all up to you. Where do you want to go now? Tha Puerto Rican thinks it over. The crowd eggs him on to slap Popick in the face. They start chanting “P.R.! P.R.! P.R.! P.R.!” COLE Popick told him point blank. He can either slap his hand, or slap his face. COACH These fans certainly want Tha Puerto Rican to slap Popick in the face. CABOOSE Yeah! Slap him in the face P.R.! Bitchslap Popick! Do it! After a few minutes of agonizing over his decision, Tha Puerto Rican walks over to Stephen Joseph Popick… AND SLAPS HIS HAND. COLE WHAT? CABOOSE Ugh! “The Corporate Champion” Tha Puerto Rican shakes Stephen Joseph Popick’s hand. The crowd completely turns on Tha Puerto Rican, booing him out of the building. PRL and Popick hug in the middle of the ring. Unlike the Benoit/Guerrero hug at WrestleMania XX, this hug is met with nothing but boos and garbage being thrown into the ring. COLE How can he do that? Why? Why-why would he agree to go back to being his client? COACH This doesn’t make any sense. PRL and Stephen Joseph were just tearing into each other not even ten minutes ago! And now, they’ve reformed their alliance? How is that possible? “It Ain’t Over For Me” starts playing again. PRL and Popick both have evil smiles on their faces. PRL heads to the timekeeper’s table to grab his custom made spinner 24/7 Championship belt and spins the belt plate. He and Popick bump belts at ringside. PR jaws with a fan, to establish that he is once again a full fledged heel. COLE It looks like PRL hasn’t changed at all! He’s still the same selfish, egotistical, despicable, heartless person he was before! And here I was feeling sorry for the guy! CABOOSE And the worst part is he’s still aligned with Popick. Popick is still his “Career Consultant”. Popick is still his manager. THIS SUCKS! PR sneers at the fans as he and Popick walk up the entrance ramp. He and Popick laugh evilly. COLE Well fans, what a memorable night it has been at November Reign. We end November Reign with Stephen Joseph Popick STILL the OAOAST World Heavyweight Champion, and Tha Puerto Rican STILL aligned with Stephen Joseph Popick! And with those two men together, will anyone be able to stop Stephen Joseph’s Title reign? And why did Tha Puerto Rican agree to continue working with Popick anyway? For Caboose and Jonathon Coachman, I’m Michael Cole saying so long, and we’ll see you this Thursday on HeldDOWN~! “The Corporate Champion” Tha Puerto Rican and Stephen Joseph Popick stop to pose in the center of the entryway to loud boos. Garbage is still being thrown into the ring. PRL and Popick laugh evilly, holding their titles in the air. We end the pay-per-view on that image. (FADE OUT) (THE END)

COLE Hell of a night so far folks, we’ve just witnessed a new champion! CABOOSE I’m in shock! COLE That’s nothing compared to Peter Knight right now! He’s livid! He just took out his former partner in a vicious attack! COLE Well, coming up next is an even bigger – wait a minute… The lights dim in Halifax for the umpteenth time tonight, and the crowd, still buzzing from Parka’s X Title win, don’t know what to expect. COLE (talk to someone) Is this it… he’s here? Now? L-Ladies and Gentlemen, I’ve just gotten word from the back that we are about to be joined by none other than the form- Cole is cut off by static on the AngleTron, but not the usual looking black and white static, the white has been replaced with a deep blood red. We are treated to old images of war, and significant global events, all in red and black. A voice fills the arena, a similar voice; that of the countdown to a space shuttle lift-off. 3… 2… 1… A drum beat, different to the one we’re used to, recognisable as that from Millionaire’s single “I’m On a High”. The crowd come alive, the entrance way turns red, and the guitars kick in, signalling the arrival of one of the most successful stars in OAOAST history. As the lights turn red, there he is, at the entrance way, in front of the sword, striking the crucifix pose. “YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!” He is dressed in a hooded jacket, much like he wears when coming to the octagon for a fight. Also sweatpants, and sneakers. He brings his hands down by his side as the song kicks into high gear, before walking slowly down the ramp, almost to the beat of the music. A few fans reach out to slap his hand, one or two are lucky as he returns the gesture. The vocals start. I was at an all time low I didn’t know I couldn’t tell why Until she told me so Moving quicker now, he walks up the steel steps and into the ring, wiping his feet on the apron, as all the greats do, to show respect. With a tender kiss She made me fly From the abyss …I’m on a high BOOOOOOM!!! I’M ON A HIGH! He strikes the pose yet again, triggering the explosions of pyro from the entrance ramp. Flicking off his hood, Axel’s face is revealed to the Halifax crowd, who let out a huge cheer. A half-smirk on his face, Axel ascends the turnbuckles to strike the crucifix pose so that the fans can get a good photo opportunity. He goes to all four turnbuckles, before grabbing a microphone from ringside, and making a ‘cut’ motion for his music. COLE Axel has returned. And these people couldn’t be happier. COACH But what’s he going to say? What does he think about everything? What is going through his mind? COLE Hopefully we are about to find out. The music dies down, but the crowd doesn’t. Chants of ‘AX-EL! AX-EL!’ fill the arena, making the former two-time OAOAST Champion look around him, and marvel at the crowd that he has not been in front of for no less than three months. He takes a deep breath, and brings the microphone to his lips, but he can’t even get a word in before the crowd goes up in unison again, cheering for the return of one of their favourites. Axel tries again, and this time, he speaks. AXEL You know, I was about to come out here, say what I wanted to say and walk back up that ramp, but after the reception you just gave me, I think I’ll stay a little longer. “YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAHHHHHH!!” AXEL I’ve missed this place. This place was my life for two years; two long, difficult, testing years. But I always loved coming out here and hearing that reaction. I never grew tired of hearing you people chant my name. Axel tries to go on, but considering he likes it so much, and the Halifax crowd are in such a giving mood, they start up the ‘AX-EL! AX-EL!’ chants again. AXEL But I know that I’m not out here tonight to just throw a big welcome back party, I’m out here because everyone wants to know just exactly what I think about the events of the past three months. Everyone wants to know just exactly what Axel thinks of the big bad civil war. I mean, you people all want to know whose side I’m on, right? “YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!” AXEL Well, hopefully I can address that. You see, in addition to becoming one of the most talented and feared fighters in the world over the past months, I’ve also been doing a lot of watching, and a lot of listening. I’ve seen a lot. I’ve heard a lot. I’ve seen, for instance, Zack Malibu and Leon Rodez win the OAOAST Tag Team Championship. “YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAH!” AXEL I’ve seen the Women’s division set the world on fire, I’ve seen legends return to the fold for one night only, and I’ve seen two dominant groups formed in this company, both fighting for supreme power. But you know the thing that stuck out the most? You know what I saw that troubled me; that plagued my dreams, my thoughts for the best part of six weeks? I saw two of my best friends in this world leave the sport that they loved, not because of injury, or retirement, but because of politics. Because of power plays. Because of people in the back wanting to make a statement! I’ve heard the explanations from both sides, I’ve heard what my friends had to say, and I’ve heard what the other side had to say, and I can honestly say that right now, after all the pain, all the heartache, all the drama, all the BULLSHIT, I can honestly say, that I. DON’T. CARE. I don’t! I wash my hands of the whole thing. Because there’s two things that I step into this ring for. I’ll give you a hint, one of those things isn’t to play Mr. Politician. I step in this ring to beat somebody up, and I step into this ring to justify the hard-earned money that each and every one of you spend every time you go to an OAOAST show! “YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!” AXEL Say what you want about my ability, my charisma, my skills, but don’t ever doubt the fact that every time I wrestle, I try to entertain, and I try to win. Not necessarily in that order, but I do both of those things. So, there’s your little shoot promo boys and girls in the back, hope you enjoyed all the shocking revelations there. Now, on to this Civil War. You know, ever since I got here, there’s been little factions in the back. We ended the brand split, the IntenseZone guys stuck together, the HeldDown guys stuck together. Now, it’s the younger guys and the older guys. Well, the older guys and the younger guys with some other older guys stuck in. Everyone’s been asking me: “Axel, are you an original, or an upstart?” “Axel, which side are you on?” Well, lets look at my options. On the one side, you’ve got the originals, led by the man who drove my friends out of this company, and flanked by the guys who screwed me out of the OAOAST Championship back in June. Zack, Tony, Dan, we’ve had a pretty interesting history, and while I see what you’re fighting for, it really isn’t my cause. “BOOOOOOOOOO!” AXEL Now wait a second, hear me out. On the other hand, you’ve got the upstarts. The Global Party Exchange, Bohemoth, Jamie O’Hara, the young, up-and-comers of this company. Sounds good. But that brings me to Stephen Joseph. COLE Oh, this should be good. The buzz around the internet has been strong, Axel’s opinions of Stephen Joseph are well known! AXEL Now I’m not going to call you a champion, because Stephen, you’re nothing more than a joke. I have no personal respect for you, and I certainly have no professional respect for you. To even insinuate that you are on the level of past OAOAST champions is nothing more than a joke. A bad joke. Do you see anyone in this arena laughing? By wearing that belt not only do you disrespect its legacy, but you disrespect every man that has even worn it. That includes me. As for your opponent tonight, I feel very much the same tonight. So to whoever wins the OAOAST Championship tonight, you’d better hold onto that belt real nice and tight, because I’m coming after you. COLE Wow, Axel calling out the champion! AXEL Oh, you want to know what side I picked. Well it doesn’t look good for either side right now, does it? Not as if either side screams ‘pick me’! I could side with enemies, or I could side with enemies. So, I’m not picking a side… yet. This is like choosing where the Olympics will be, or where the World Cup is held. I’m sure both sides will send their little representatives, and I’ll weigh up my options. Then I’ll make a choice. But until then, I guess everyone’s gonna have to wait. You might not like it, and to tell you the truth, I don’t either. Aussies aren’t fence-sitters. But right now isn’t the time to choose. When the time is right, trust me, you guys will know. Until then, I’m back. And as the song says, I’m better than ever. Axel drops the mic, as “I’m on a High” starts up again. The former two-time champion goes to the outside and slaps a few hands on his way back up the entrance ramp, before posing to the crowd before exiting the arena. COLE Some very interesting comments from a very interesting superstar guys. CABOOSE I’ve got a lot of respect for Axel, but I disagree with his decision to not pick a side. This is an all-out war between the Originals and the Upstarts, and everyone wants to know where Axel’s loyalty lies. He’d better make that choice quickly, or the boys in the back will make it for him. COACH But at the same time ‘Boose, both sides are still in the running to gain Axel as a vital member of their team. CABOOSE No, it doesn’t, you heard Axel, he hates Stephen Joseph, so he’ll certainly be an Original. COACH Hey, that might be, but Zack Malibu drove his two best friends out of this company. He’ll join the Upstarts. COLE Guys, whichever group Axel joins will have a huge advantage over the other. This could be a tide-turning decision by Axel. But in any event, we’ve got a very important Main Event match coming up next, Stephen Joseph defending his title against Tha Puerto Rican, with Jesse Ventura as the Special Guest Referee!

COLE Up next we have a match between two men who at one point were tag team partners. Not just partners, but former two time Tag Team Champions and one of the most recognizable Tag Teams in OAOAST History. Now they are at each other's throat and Peter Knight has even gone as far as to say that the Dream Machines are dead. COACH The Dream Machines may be dead but Parka and Peter Knight are not and tonight they're going to fight for the X-Division Title. COLE That's right and by order of Calvin Szechstein Peter Knight can lose that title by count out or disqualification. This came about because Peter Knight walked out on his last match with Parka. CABOOSE The two of you can sit out here and speculate as to why Knight walked out, but until you get inside his head you don't know why. So I suggest that the two of you keep your mouths shut. By the way how much money did Parka pay Calvin to get that stipulation anyway? COLE Oh come on Parka didn't pay off Calvin! CABOOSE Doesn't it seem convenient to you that Parka could win the title on a Countout or DQ? COLE That wasn't Parka's idea and what if Knight tries to leave again? CABOOSE If Parka isn't worthy of his time then he has that right. COLE Let's just send it to Buffer already. BUFFER Ladies and Gentlemen this next bout is scheduled for one fall and is for the X-Division Championship!!! In this match if the Champion is counted out or disqualified he will lose his title! CALIFORNIA LOVE!!!!! YEAHHHHHHH!!!!! "California Love" by Dr. Dre and Tupac plays as the fans stand and cheer as the sleek black El Camino pulls up beside the stage and Parka revs the engine. Parka and Eddy exit the car and climb up onto the ramp using a set of steps on the side. Parka is all business as he walks to the ring and poses on the turnbuckles. The fans cheer as Parka removes his mask and hands it to Eddy. COLE Parka looks like he's still angry from the confrontation he had with Peter Knight on HeldDown. COACH I don't blame him. CABOOSE He needs to get over it. Parka jumps down from the turnbuckles and awaits PK as his music dies down. “Oh Hell Yeah” by H-Blocx begins and the fans start to boo. COLE Over the last month or so Peter Knight has had a change of attitude that has rubbed many people around here the wrong way. CABOOSE I think it's been for the better. To be successful in this business you can't let people walk over you. PK walks out onto the stage and holds his X Title high above his head as the lights flash around him. He is partly in darkness and partly in the spotlight, which gives an ominous look to him. Even in the dim light you can see the look of anger on his face. PK slowly walks the ramp and enters the ring. He stares down Parka, who is across the ring in the corner, and then poses on the turnbuckles with the belt. BOOOOOOOO!!!!! PK steps down and hands the belt to the ref, who then holds it up for both men to see as well as the crowd. BUFFER And now to introduce the participants for tonight's matchup. First, to my right, hailing from San Diego, California, he is a two time Tag Team Champion, and former HI-YAH Heavyweight Champion. Two years ago he was a part of the Dream Machines with the very man he faces tonight. Tonight he weighs in at 245 pounds, he is THE PARKA!!!!!! The fans cheer as Parka waves without taking his eyes off of PK. BUFFER Next, to my left, hailing from Fall River, Massachusetts, he is also a two time Tag Team Champion, a former 24/7 Champion, and the current X-Division Champion. He was the second half of the Dream Machines with the man he faces tonight. Tonight he weighs in at 265 pounds. He is PETER KNIGHT!!!!! PK doesn't wave at al as the fans boo him because of his recent attitude change. COLE The fans here tonight are clearly behind Parka. CABOOSE Why? Buffer exits the ring as the ref gives last minute instructions. PK and Parka come face to face as the ref calls for the bell. *DING DING DING* PK and Parka start to circle each other, waiting for the other to make a move, finally they lock up and Parka gets a quick Side Headlock. PK twists out of it, hooks Parka's left arm, and turns it into a Hammerlock. Parka twists his way out and reverses into a Hammerlock of his own. Parka thinks quick and takes PK to the mat before he can reverse again. Parka then quickly switches over to another Side Headlock and then quickly into a Front Facelock. COLE I wasn't expecting mat wrestling, but I guess Parka wants to try and set the pace early for this match. COACH As long as Parka has control then PK won't have a chance to leave. CABOOSE He can't leave you idiot...he paid Calvin off to make sure of that. COLE Enough! Parka pulls PK to his feet with the Front Facelock still applied and then drapes PK's other arm over his head. Parka hits a Snap Suplex and goes for a cover. 1 No!!! COLE Nothing but a one count. It's way too early for a pin. Both men are up quickly and PK plants a knee to Parka's gut to turn the momentum. PK then whips Parka to the ropes and goes for a Clothesline, but Parka grabs PK's arm and flips himself up onto PK's back in the Crucifix position! Parka manages to pull PK down into a pin. 1 2 No!!! COLE Parka has come into this match with a totally new strategy. He's usually all about impact moves as well as sticking and moving, but now he's mat wrestling PK! CABOOSE That's what you do Cole when you're in a match with someone who knows you like the back of his hand. You change things up! Both men get to their feet and PK hits a quick Clothesline that takes Parka down to the mat. The impact of the clothesline echoes around the arena! COACH Damn! PK is pissed! CABOOSE Can you blame him? Parka stands and PK scoops him up and Slams him to the mat. Parka is back up after a couple of seconds and grabs him by the arm before whipping him to the ropes. As Parka bounces back PK hits a Sidewalk Slam and goes for a cover. 1 2 No!!! COLE I sense a frustration in Pk over Parka's style change. CABOOSE Like I was saying when you go into a match with a former tag partner you expect to know how that person wrestles! COACH Just like I expect you guys to suck everytime I do commentary. CABOOSE Don't get smart with me tonight Coach. PK doesn't wait for Parka to stand as he pulls him up by the head and shoves him back into a corner. PK then plants five elbows to the side of Parka's head before backing up and nailing him in the corner with a hard Clothesline. Parka stumbles forward and PK shoves him to the mat before making a cover. 1 2 No!!! Instead of standing PK sits on Parka's back, hooks Parka's arms over his legs, and then pulls back on Parka's chin with a Camel Clutch. PK You wanna try something different? We'll try something different!!! COLE Did you hear PK? CABOOSE Of course I did I'm not deaf. Parka tries with all his might to swing his leg over to the rope, but he keeps missing by inches. The ref asks Parka if he wants to quit, but Parka says no. With one last ditch effort Parka manages to land his foot on the rope and the ref calls for a break. 1...2...3...4...*PK breaks the hold* COACH Smart move by PK in holding till the last second. CABOOSE Now you're learning. PK now has a smile on his face and beckons Parka to come on. PK looks like he's ready to pounce whenever Parka stands (but not in the Monty Brown type of way). Parka stands right in front of the ropes and PK comes in for a Big Boot, but Parka ducks at the last second and pulls down on the top rope. PK's leg goes over the rope and Parka lets go right as PK stops, letting the top rope hit him in the crotch! PK pulls his leg back and crouches over in pain. The ref yells at Parka, but Parka says it was an accident. CABOOSE What do you call that!? COLE I call it Parka's temper getting the better of him. CABOOSE Well what is that Eddy what's-his-face doing out there then!? Parka runs up behind the crouching PK, hooks his head, and nails a Bulldog. Parka then goes for a cover. 1 2 No!!! Eddy gives Parka an admonishing look, but Parka just shrugs his shoulders. Some fans in the crowd mock PK by holding their crotch and making faces, which causes PK to become even more angry. Parka goes to pick PK up, but PK springs to life and hits a vicious STO that causes Parka's head to bounce off of the mat! COLE My God!! COACH I have a feeling these two are just going to get more and more vicious as the match goes on! CABOOSE Good...that's what I came to see! PK then gets in Parka's face and starts slapping him. The fans boo, but PK doesn't listen. PK then pulls Parka back up by the head and hooks him for a Vertical Suplex. As PK gets him up he drops him right on his head with a Brainbuster and then makes a cover. 1 2 No!!! COLE I think you are right Coach. CABOOSE Don't tell him that! PK becomes even more frustrated and as he stands he brings Parka up with him. PK then lifts him up and hits a Vertical Suplex, but he doesn't let go. COLE He could be going for the Knight Roll. PK lifts him again, but Parka falls behind him and spins him around. This time Parka goes for a Vertical Suplex and holds on. COACH Now Parka's going for the Supercharger! CABOOSE Both men have a similar move...PK should have known not to go for it while Parka still has enough wits about him to recognize it. Parka goes for another suplex, but PK also manages to slip out behind him. PK then spins Parka around, grabs him by the arm, and blasts him with a Forearm to the face. Parka goes down, but PK holds the arm and pulls him back up into another Forearm! Again PK pulls him back up and this time takes him down with a hard chop to the chest! Parka falls to the mat as PK finally releases his arm. CABOOSE Thats it! This is great...two men brutalizing each other! COACH Calm down there Boose. PK tells Parka to "come on" as Parka slowly gets back up. Parka gets up and stumbles into the ropes where PK hits a Running Clothesline that sends Parka tumbling out to the floor! PK wastes no time in following and gets heckled by the ringside fans. PK then swipes a beer from one of the fans and drinks it down before throwing the cup back to the fan. He then goes to grab Parka, but Parka comes alive and whips PK into the ring steps! PK hits the steps hard with his shoulder and the top portion of the steps becomes dislodged! COLE PK shouldn't have let the fans distract him! CABOOSE He was just taking a beer break. Parka then pulls PK back to his feet, plants a shoulder in PK's gut, and slams him back first against the guardrail! Parka then climbs back into the ring to stop the count and then measures PK. COLE What's he doing? Parka bounces off the other side of the ring and takes a running Suicide Dive through the ropes....but PK moves!! Parka slams into the guadrail hard, almost knocking it over! COLE OH MY GOD!!! COACH Hey you're not Joey Styles!! COLE Parka managed to get an arm up to shield his head, but he's still hurt! CABOOSE This gets better and better! PK laughs as Parka lies on the ground in pain. The ref stops his count and climbs out of the ring to check on Parka. Eddy comes around to check on him as well, but PK starts to make a move towards him and Eddy backs off. COLE What's he doing now?? PK You stay out of this Eddy! REF PK back off! PK bows up to the ref, which causes him to back off a few steps, thus giving PK enough room to get at Parka. PK picks Parka up by the head and slides him back into the ring. Both the ref and PK climb back in and PK immediately goes for Parka. Parka is somehow standing but a kick to the gut from PK stops that. PK then hooks Parka's arms and hits a Double Underhook Suplex before making a cover. 1 2 3!! No!!! Parka kicks out! PK can't believe it and goes after the ref, but the ref reminds him that he'll lose his title on a DQ. PK then grabs a standing Parka and tosses him into the corner. PK follows right behind Parka and nails him with a knee to the gut before Parka can even recover from hitting the turnbuckles. PK the lays in the chops to Parka's chest. PK gets frustrated that Parka's shirt is absorbing most of the blow so he rips Parka's shirt open and starts blasting Parka's chest with chops! COLE Just listen to those chops! COACH Just look at that chest!! CABOOSE Say what!? PK then pulls the torn shirt off and starts choking Parka in the corner with it. The ref begins to count. 1...2...3...4...*PK lets go of the choke and throws the shirt to the outside* COLE PK better watch out if he wants to keep his title! CABOOSE He knows very well what he's doing Cole! PK then Hip Tosses Parka out of the corner and almost all the way across the ring. As Parka stands PK nails him with a Big Boot that sends Parka down to the mat hard. Parka then rolls to the outside to catch a breather. COLE PK is on fire! CABOOSE He wants to destroy his former partner so he finally stop hearing about how great a team they were and finally get people to focus on him alone! COACH Where did you hear this? CABOOSE From PK himself! A close up camera shot shows that Parka's chest is beat red as he rests on the outside. PK exits the ring and pulls Parka back to his feet. He then lifts Parka up and drops him hard across the guardrail. Parka bounces off and lands on the mat, barely able to breathe. The ref exits the ring and screams at PK to bring it back in the ring or else he will be disqualified! CABOOSE Is the ref paid off too!? COLE He's just doing his job! Eddy comes around and yells at PK, but PK just gives him a dirty look and then rolls Parka back into the ring. PK then slides in after him and pulls Parka back up. He then lifts Parka onto his shoulders for the Knightmare. COLE If he hits this it's all over! CABOOSE That's too bad. There's so much more he could do to him. PK swings Parka out for the move, but Parka manages to land on his feet behind PK. Parka then hooks him and hits a desparation Russian Leg Sweep, but he's too tired to cover immediately. COLE All Parka has to do is drape an arm on him! He's a few inches away! CABOOSE Are you going to start cheerleading again? Parka finally drapes an arm over PK. 1 2 No!!!! PK is up before Parka and looks even more pissed off. PK grabs Parka and Gorilla Presses him over his head! Instead of dropping him immediately he looks to the outside. COLE What is he doing?? PK then launches Parka out of the ring and right onto Eddy Kalm!! COLE Dammit no!!! COACH Eddy is dead...and Parka isn't too well off either! CABOOSE That was brilliant! The ref is now in PK's face and is screaming at him, but PK just laughs. PK then exits the ring and playfully kicks at Eddy, who is out cold on the floor. PK then turns to Parka and pulls him up by the head, but Parka comes to life and starts nailing PK with rights and lefts!! COLE Parka is alive!!! COACH And he's pissed off!!! COLE Eddy must have cushioned the landing...as bad as that sounds. It saved Parka from taking the full impact of the move! Parka whips PK to the ringsteps and this time PK hits with his knees and flips over the top! The already loosened top step goes with him and PK lands hard on the steel! COLE Oh my God! What a bad landing for PK he could be hurt!! CABOOSE Disqualify Parka!! COACH For what!? PK gets up holding his knee and Parka smells blood. As PK stands Parka hits a chop block and PK goes down hard. Parka then pulls PK back up and slides him into the ring. PK rolls onto his back as Parka climbs to the second turnbuckle and comes off with a Diving Elbow to PK's knee!! COLE Parka has found his opening and he's going for it!! Parka then rolls PK onto his stomach, grabs PK's leg, and does a Step Over Toe Hold before twisting around and hooking an arm around PK's face! COLE STF!!! CABOOSE They're in the middle of the ring! Parka might have this won!! COACH The fans are on their feet! The crowd is chanting "PARKA, PARKA, PARKA" as he wrenches back on the STF and PK screams in pain. The ref asks PK if he wants to quit, but PK says no! PK begins elbowing Parka viciously and Parka lets go of the crossface, but Parka still has the leg locked so he bridges backwards and puts all the pressure on the leg!! COLE What a move! PK thought he had the hold broken!! PK frantically reaches for the ropes and finally grabs hold. The ref begins to count. 1...2...3...4...*Parka finally breaks the hold* COLE Now Parka is playing PK's game of holding on till the last second. CABOOSE How nice of him. Parka uses the opportunity to catch a breather as both men lie on the mat. The ref starts a 10 count. 1 2 3 4 5 6 Parka pulls himself up slowly 7 PK begins to stand 8 Both men stand and walk to the center of the ring PK is noticably limping. The two men get nose to nose and finally start trading punches back and forth. PK rakes Parka's eyes to stop the exchange and gets another warning from the ref. PK then hoists Parka onto his shoulder for the Knightmare, but his leg won't let him finish the move. Parka quickly gets free and falls behind PK, hooking him on the way down for a Sunset Flip! 1 2 3!! No!!! PK kicks out!! COLE We almost had a new champion right there!! Both men get up slowly and Parka grabs PK by the arm before whipping him to the ropes. As PK comes back Parka nails him with a Jumping Leg Lariat! He then goes for another cover. 1 2 3!! No!! PK kicks out again! The fans sound disappointed as Parka comes up short again. COLE Every time Parka gets a near fall off PK comes up looking ready to kill. CABOOSE He's been ready to kill. COACH I think both men are! Parka waits for PK to stand and runs in for a Float Over DDT, but as Parka flips around and hooks the head PK wraps his arms around him and hits a Northern Lights Suplex with a bridge! 1 2 No!!! Parka kicks out as PK's leg won't let him hold the bridge for long! COLE PK's knee gave out! We might have had a win right there if it hadn't! COACH Are you sure about that? Both men get up at the same time and PK rushes Parka for a Clothesline, but Parka goes low and hits a Low Dropkick to PK's knee!! PK goes down hard and Parka is there to pick him right back up by the head. He then hooks him and hits a Vertical Suplex! Parka holds on and hits another Suplex. He then holds on one more time and hits a third Suplex before rolling over and going for the Michinoku Driver. Parka hits the move and the fans go crazy! COLE Supercharger! That's it cover him!! COACH I think Parka wore himself out! CABOOSE Of course he did. That's the downfall of a move like that. You take a lot out of yourself to perform it! Both men lie on the mat as Parka tries to catch his breath. Finally he crawls over and makes the cover. 1 2 3!!! No!!! PK somehow kicks out!! COLE I can't believe it!! COACH After all you've seen tonight you can't believe that? CABOOSE He took too long! The fans stomp their feet and clap their hands as Eddy Kalm, who has finally gotten back to his feet, starts pounding on the mat. COLE The fans are trying to get Parka back into this match. The ref's 10 count is up to 6 as Parka gets to his feet and motions for the end. COACH Is he going for it!? CABOOSE He better not waste his time again. Parka pulls PK up to his feet and goes for the Day of the Dead (No-Release Razor's Edge), but PK slips out and hooks Parka's head on the way down. PK then goes for a Reverse DDT, but Parka kicks off the mat and flips over PK's shoulder. Parka then spins PK around, kicks him in the gut, and then goes for the Day of the Dead again! This time he hits it!!! YEAHHHHHHH!!!!! COLE Parka hit the Day of the Dead!!! We may have a new champion!!! CABOOSE Yeah but he's not covering him yet!! Parka is again slow to make the cover. After a few seconds he drapes an arm over PK. 1 2 3!!! No!!! PK kicks out!!!! COLE What!? CABOOSE He kicked out of the Day of the Dead!!!! The fans can't believe it and neither can Parka. Parka has a look of frustration on his face as the fans start clapping again to get him back in the match. A "Let's go Parka" chant starts as Parka motions for PK to stand up. As PK gets to a knee Parka goes for the Shining Wizard, but PK springs to life and nails Parka with a vicious Clothesline! COLE Desparation clothesline by PK!!! COACH I can't believe these two. They are beating the hell out of each other!! CABOOSE I can believe it. There is so much emotion behind this match so I expected nothing less! Both men are down and the ref starts another 10 count. 1 2 3 4 5 PK starts to pull himself up 6 7 Parka starts to stand 8 PK gets to his feet and grabs Parka. He whips Parka hard into the corner and rushes in. PK hits a hard Clothesline in the corner and as Parka starts to fall PK gets under him and lifts him onto his shoulders. COLE PK's going for the Knightmare!! PK goes for the move, but yet again Parka slips out behind him. He then grabs PK's arm, pulls him towards him, and Hot Shots PK against the top turnbuckle that was behind Parka! COLE PK's head just snapped hard against that turnbuckle!!! Parka then gets a strange look on his face as he looks at PK in the corner. He lifts PK up and sits him on the top turnbuckle facing towards the outside of the ring! COLE What is Parka doing!? Parka then climbs up behind him, facing the opposite direction. CABOOSE My God....NO!!!! COACH Is he about to do what I think he's about to do!? Parka hooks PK's arms and the crowd goes crazy. Parka lifts PK and hits the Day of the Dead off the top rope!!! COLE OH MY GOD!!!!! Parka makes the cover. 1 2 3!!!!! *DING DING DING* COLE HE DID IT WE HAVE A NEW CHAMPION!!!! CABOOSE I can't believe it!! The fans are on their feet cheering as Eddy climbs in the ring and helps Parka to his feet. BUFFER Here is your winner and NEWWWWWWW X-DIVISION CHAMPION....THE PARKA!!!!!! Eddy and the ref raise Parka's hand and then the ref hands Parka the X-Division Belt. Parka climbs up onto the turnbuckles and poses with the belt as the fans cheer and "California Love" plays. Knight holds the back of his head as he rolls into a sitting position. When he sees Parka with the belt, his eyes go wide and he lets out a frustrated groan as he throws his head back. COLE That is a very upset man in the ring. First he fails to capture the Heavyweight title on two occasions and now he's lost a title he has held since July. Parka hops off the turnbuckles and sees his former partner with his head down in defeat. He slings the X-Title over his shoulder and walks over to him, extending his hand to help Knight back to his feet. Knight stares at him, sighing and nodding as he takes it and helps PK back up, raising his hand in a show of respect which the crowd appreciates. COLE What a great contest. Parka has beaten his former partner and now is showing great....WAIT A MINUTE!!!! PK pulls Parka towards him and drills him with a clothesline. The crowd unleashes a torrent of boos as Knight looks down at his former friend, his anger finally boiling over. Eddy tries to stop him but PK nails him with a punch to the head. The ref tries to stop PK and he nails the ref before stomping on Parka. COLE What a sore loser!!! CABOOSE I told you there was a lot of emotion involved in this match!! Officials from the back storm the ring and pull PK off of Parka as PK is laying in punches to Parka's head. PK shakes off an official, grabs the X Title Belt, and nails a standing Parka in the head with it. PK then tosses the belt down onto Parka's body and pulls his own hair in frustration as he drapes his arms over the top rope, grabbing it and hopping up and down. He kicks the bottom rope and takes one last look over his shoulder at the fallen, but new X-Champion, shaking his head in disgust as he steps through the ropes. He pounds the apron as the officials surround him and lead him to the back. COLE What a dispicable display by the now former X-Division Champion Peter Knight!! COACH Emphasize former! CABOOSE Oh will you two shut up! PK leaves the ring with a scowl on his face and yells at a few fans as the officials accompany him to the back. Eddy helps Parka out of the ring and hands him his X-Title as the camera catches a close up of Parka's face. COLE Parka is busted open from that belt shot! But that doesn't change the fact that Parka is the new X-Division Champion! CABOOSE What a night it's been so far. COACH Could this be a sign of things still to come tonight? COLE Who knows?

COLE Now fans, coming up next is the continuation of a fierce rivalry. Vitamin X and Otaku II are about to collide one-on-one. COACH It’s a rematch from World Without End. This is going to be a good one. Otaku II is pumped up, and so is Vitamin X. *KA-CHING!* *Come and take your Vitamin X.* “Bling-Bling” by The Big Tymers featuring B.G. and Hot Boys starts playing while the crowd starts booing. Vitamin X comes out, doing the Shane-O-Mac Shuffle. X is wearing a black t-shirt with a black football jersey over it. VITAMIN X is written on the front of the jersey in red, blocky letters and “Eddie Guerrero: 1967-2005. VIVA LA RAZA” is written on the back in red, “gangsta-style” font. X is also wearing red sweatpants and white Reeboks. Dollar signs are superimposed over the entrance ramp as Vitamin X walks to the ring, bobbing his head to the beat of his entrance song. *DING DING DING* MICHAEL BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall with a thirty-minute time limit. Introducing first. Coming to the ring at this time. From Miami, Florida. Weighing in at 248 lbs. He is the Financial Consultant for The Lightning Crew. VITAMIN XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX!!! Vitamin X jaws with the fans as he continues his walk to the ring. COLE Vitamin X has had it in for Otaku II ever since World Without End where Otaku defeated him fair and square. He acts as though he holds a victory over Otaku, when in real life, there was never a match, instead Vitamin X forced the referee to count Otaku out and give him the win! CABOOSE Do we have to go through this again, Michael? Vitamin X DID beat Otaku II four weeks ago on HeldDOWN~! He really did. COLE Anyway, this past Thursday on HeldDOWN~!, Vitamin X sent a message to Otaku II, and he did it the only way he could. The OAOAST HeldDOWN~! logo flashes by on the screen. Cut to the November 24th edition of HeldDOWN~! after Vitamin X and Cuban Wall interrupt Otaku’s interview: Cuban Wall kicks Otaku II in the stomach. Vitamin X goes off screen for a second, but then comes back with a steel chair. VITAMIN X Pick him up! Cuban Wall picks up the groggy and hurt Otaku II. He holds him up. Vitamin X has a sick smile on his face as he WALLOPS Otaku II over the head with the chair! CABOOSE There was only so much of Otaku’s bullcrap that Vitamin X could take. Talking about how there was no second match between the two of them. Vitamin X had to punish him for making those remarks. Vitamin X gets on top of Otaku and punches him in the forehead. Blood starts pouring from Otaku’s forehead. He grinds the point of his left elbow on the cut. He goes back to punching Otaku in the face while Cuban Wall cheers him on. COLE And then we saw an almost sadistic side of Vitamin X as he stood over the bleeding Otaku. VITAMIN X Yeah! Yeah! You like that? You like that? Huh? You like that? BOO-YAH~!!! YOU GOT NOTHIN’ PUNK! OTAKU! YOU ARE MINE, THIS SUNDAY! You are mine! I’ll see you Sunday! The OAOAST HeldDOWN~! logo flashes across the screen. Vitamin X hops onto a turnbuckle, and crosses his arms in an X a’la HHH’s poses/spits water. The crowd is still booing. VX looks at the crowd in disgust and then gets off the turnbuckle. COLE There are no titles on the line in this match. This is all about respect. Vitamin X does not respect Otaku II, and he believes Otaku II does not respect him. Vitamin X bounces off the ropes and does the Shane-O-Mac Shuffle. “Bling-Bling” by The Big Tymers featuring B.G. and Hot Boys dies down. CABOOSE Well, Otaku II is going to respect Vitamin X tonight, after X beats him that is. “Ashburn” by Hikari starts playing. The crowd pops. Sky blue lights around the arena turn on and off. Otaku II comes out by himself as the singer finishes the first verse. Otaku has a smile on his face as he raises his hands in the air acknowledging the fans’ cheers. He jogs down the ramp and to the ring, high fiving fans along the way. BUFFER And his opponent. From Boston, Massachusetts. Weighing in at 215 lbs. He is the leader of Mad Machine. OTAKUUUUUUU TWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! COLE Listen to the fans! They have a developed quite the admiration towards Otaku ever since he debuted in the OAOAST! CABOOSE Bah! These fans don’t have good taste then. Otaku II is nothing compared to Tha Puerto Rican, or Vitamin X. COLE Otaku suffered a mild concussion due to the chairshot from Vitamin X last Thursday. He’s been a little groggy all day, so you have to wonder if he’s 100% for this matchup. Otaku enters the ring. He gets on a turnbuckle and raises his arms in the air as “Ashburn” continues playing. The crowd cheers. Otaku II gets on another turnbuckle and raises his arms in the air to more cheers. Vitamin X leaves the ring during this. CABOOSE I doubt Otaku II will be 100% Michael. You saw that chairshot. It looked like it got Otaku HARD! It’s a miracle Otaku is still standing following that chairshot, let alone wrestling. Otaku takes off his Eddie Guerrero Cheat 2 Win T-shirt and throws it to the crowd. He stares at Vitamin X, and then decides to head out of the ring to get him. A short chase follows, but then Vitamin X enters the ring. Otaku is about to charge towards X, but X throws referee Jimmy Korderas in front of him to remind him that the bell hasn’t rung yet. The lights go back in the arena as “Ashburn” by Hikari dies down. COLE Otaku isn’t wasting anytime. He wants a piece of Vitamin X now. Referee Jimmy Korderas calls for the bell. *DING DING DING* VITAMIN X vs. OTAKU II Otaku and Vitamin X stare at each other from opposite corners. X leaves the ring. He tells Otaku he isn’t ready to fight yet. COLE He isn’t ready to fight? What does he mean by that? CABOOSE Maybe he hasn’t warmed up yet. You know, do some stretching, some jumping jacks. Stuff like that. Vitamin X walks around the ringside area. Otaku II goes to the outside, but is stopped by Jimmy Korderas. Otaku argues with Korderas. Meanwhile, Vitamin X gets back into the ring. While Otaku is arguing with the ref, X sneaks up behind Otaku and grabs his tights, rolling him up for a two count! COLE A kickout! Vitamin X wants to end this match quickly. VX quickly leaves the ring. Otaku II chases him around ringside. X gets into the ring, followed by Otaku. Since X entered the ring first, he is able to kick Otaku as he enters the ring. VX does this for a while. VX picks him up and takes him over to a turnbuckle, slamming his head against the turnbuckle pad. VX whips Otaku into the ropes. Otaku reverses, and gives him a BAAACK BODY DROP! X gets back up, so Otaku gives him a flapjack, followed by three forearms, which knock X down. The crowd chants “O-TAK-U! O-TAK-U!” Otaku II picks up Vitamin X and whips him into a turnbuckle. Otaku charges, but X moves out of the way and Otaku hits the turnbuckle! Vitamin X takes control, beating on Otaku with lefts and rights. He starts doing the Shane-O-Mac Shuffle. Punch. Punch. Shane-O-Mac Shuffle. Punch! Otaku goes down! VITAMIN X Yeah! That’s right! You ain’t nothing! Nothing! X heads to the top turnbuckle. He leaps off…doing the Leap Of Faith onto Otaku! He covers. 1… 2… OTAKU PUTS HIS SHOULDER UP!!! COLE Close call! Vitamin X is frustrated. “X’S A PU-SSY! *Clap Clap Clapclapclap* X’S A PU-SSY! *Clap Clap Clapclapclap* X’S A PU-SSY! *Clap Clap Clapclapclap* X’S A PU-SSY! *Clap Clap Clapclapclap*” CABOOSE Here we go again. HE IS NOT! Otaku gets up, but suddenly stumbles. He appears to be dizzy, which causes Jimmy Korderas to check on him. COLE It appears as though Otaku’s concussion is affecting him big time. CABOOOSE (Emotionless) Oh that is so terrible. While the referee checks on Otaku, Vitamin X notices a turnbuckle. He walks over to it and quickly unties the top turnbuckle pad. Once the turnbuckle pad is taken off, VX walks over to Otaku who was still being checked by the referee. COLE What’s X planning now? COACH Whatever it is, it isn’t good for Otaku! Vitamin X grabs Otaku and whips him into the turnbuckle with the exposed top turnbuckle. HOWEVER, Otaku reverses, and it is Vitamin X who hits the exposed top turnbuckle! VX hits the turnbuckle HARD! Otaku follows that by giving X a HARD clothesline on the turnbuckle! COACH Looks like X’s plan backfired on him! The crowd is hot! Otaku grabs Vitamin X in a facelock. He places VX on the top turnbuckle. Otaku gets on the second rope. COLE What’s he doing? COACH It looks like he’s going for the superplex! Otaku grabs Vitamin X by his hair. Suddenly, Vitamin X grabs Otaku’s head with his hands and SMASHES Otaku’s head on the exposed top turnbuckle! Otaku is dazed for a few seconds. Vitamin X stands up on the top turnbuckle. The crowd stands up also. With Otaku II hunched over on the second rope, and Vitamin X standing over him on the top turnbuckle, VX decides there’s no better time than now… TO DO A SUNSET FLIP POWERBOMB~!!! Otaku landed on top of his head. Vitamin X covers Otaku II while grabbing Otaku’s tights! Referee Jimmy Korderas counts. 1… 2… 3!!! *DING DING DING* (4:35) COLE Vitamin X defeats Otaku II! CABOOSE X is now 2-1 against Otaku! “Bling-Bling” by The Big Tymers featuring B.G. and Hot Boys starts playing. Vitamin X runs out of the ring and raises his hands in victory while the crowd boos. BUFFER Here is your winner…VITAMINNNNN XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX!!!! Referee Jimmy Korderas raises X’s hands in victory. COACH I can’t believe the match ended so quickly! COLE I can’t believe it either, but I believe if it weren’t for Otaku’s concussion, this match would have gone on much longer and would have had a different winner. Otaku’s concussion played a key role in X’s win tonight. CABOOSE Now come on! Concussion or not, Vitamin X would have won this match! He just proved to the world that he really is better than Otaku. You saw that sunset flip powerbomb? It was incredible. Only a man like Vitamin X could do something like that! COLE Well, I got to give credit to Vitamin X. He had a great counter. The OAOAST November Reign logo flashes by on the screen. The replay of the ending to the match is shown. COLE (CONT’D) Otaku’s head hit the steel. CABOOSE Then look at that. BOO-YAH~! Sunset Flip Powerbomb! Incredible move, and look, Otaku’s head hit the mat. COLE Otaku was already feeling the effects of that concussion. I don’t think that sunset flip powerbomb helped him feel better. CABOOSE No duh. COLE But why did he have to pull the tights? What was the reason for that? CABOOSE Just for good measure. He wanted to make sure this was the end of the match. The OAOAST November Reign logo flashes by across the screen again. Vitamin X is walking up the ramp with a cocky smirk on his face. “Bling-Bling” continues playing. Otaku is still on the mat, holding his head in pain. COLE Well, like it or not, Vitamin X has picked up the victory against Otaku II. He and Otaku are now tied at 1-1 in their rivalry. CABOOSE Uh-uh, uh-uh. Vitamin X is now 2-1 in his matches against Otaku! COLE *Sighs*. Not this again! CABOOSE It’s the truth, Ruth! COLE Otaku really tried to fight despite the concussion, but in the end, Vitamin X picked up the deuce in this surprisingly short matchup. Is this is a sign of things to come? Will Vitamin X be the only member of The Lightning Crew to leave November Reign victorious tonight? Or will X’s boss, Tha Puerto Rican, dethrone Stephen Joseph Popick to become the OAOAST World Heavyweight Champion? We’ll find out later tonight in the main event of November Reign! Vitamin X smiles evilly, and then leaves through the Upstarts entrance, a little tired. The crowd is still booing. “Bling-Bling” by The Big Tymers featuring B.G. and Hot Boys continues playing. (FADE OUT) December 18 LIVE ONLY ON PAY-PER-VIEW! Call Your Cable or Satellite Provider and BOOK NOW!

COLE Well, Coach, we're getting ready to see The Deadly Alliance reunited, for one night only, arguably the greatest organization of all time, to take on the S.H.I. COACH That's right, and if you look on the OAOAST website, the Deadly Alliance T-shirts were put back on sale, once this match was announced three weeks ago. You see a lot of them in the crowd tonight, but I had no idea how well they were actually doing. The top selling shirt in wrestling, since they went back on sale the first week of the month. It's amazing the following that these guys have, Cole. COLE It certainly is, Coach! Now, let's take a look at how this entire thing unfolded! Jay Richards rolls into the ring and grabs a chair, as Stevens makes it to his knees. Richards has a sadistic smile on his face. COACH Uh-oh... COLE Jay Richards never left ringside! This spells BIG trouble for Chris Stevens! Alf slides back into the ring...and as he does, Richards turns around and BLASTS HIM WITH THE CHAIR!!!!! COLE WAIT A MINUTE!!! The crowd showers Richards with boos, who turns and looks at Stevens again, keeping the smile the whole time. Stevens then rises up and joins in on the smile, then embraces Richards with a big hug! COACH Oh, MAN! I love it!!! COLE There was never any dissention! This was all a big RUSE by the CSI!!! Stevens gets down and covers Alf... 1........................ COLE DAMN IT!!! NO!!! 2................................................ COLE NOT THIS WAY!!!!!! NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1 Alf gets a shoulder up! COLE YES!!! Alf able to kick out! Richards gets down and holds the arms of Alf, motioning Jumbo into the ring for the XL SPLASH~!!! Jumbo rolls in and runs to the ropes, but Alf pulls Richards forward, causing him to get splashed by his own cohort! Alf then delivers a LOW BLOW to Stevens!!! Just then, TEAM HEYROSS makes its way down to the ring! COLE And help is on the way for Alf! Alf has Stevens positioned for a powerbomb, when Quentin Benjamin slides in and hits Alf with a superkick!!!!! COLE WHAT THE HELL!!!!! This has turned into a five-on-one affair here! Moss sets up Alf on the ropes, and Benjamin jumps over the back with a guillotine!!! They then take Alf down with a DOUBLE GOOZLE, and Stevens covers again... COLE DAMMIT, THIS IS NOT RIGHT!!! 1................. 2................................. 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1 Alf gets a shoulder up yet again! COLE UNBELIEVABLE~!!! Alf STILL refuses to quit! Stevens lets Alf rise to all fours, and suddenly, Heyross runs back through the curtains, and through one side of the ring to the other! Brock Ausstin follows, and the CSI and Team Heyross quickly clear the ring! Brock stops at the ropes and stares down Heyross, as Alf struggles to his feet...and suddenly, BROCK TURNS AND DELIVERS AN F-STUNNER-5 TO ALF!!!!! COLE ... COACH OHHHHH, BABY!!! The CSI is BACK, SON! Brock gives an evil grin to Alf on the mat, and Stevens slides in and covers... 1....................... 2................................................ 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! COLE I'll be DAMNED!!! *DING DING DING* BUFFER The winner of the contest...and NEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW OAOAST Heartland champion...CHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSTEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEVENNNNNNNSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!! COLE I don't believe this! This was all a premeditated plan by the Heyross conglomerate and the CSI, which seemingly, once again now, includes Brock Ausstin! And as a result, we have a new OAOAST Heartland champion, and his name is Chris Stevens! *screen fades to black, then returns* *as Heyross speaks, the S.H.I. is shown walking to the ring together for the first time.* HEYROSS LAST NIGHT, when Jay Richards said that the CSI was dead...well, guess what? It IS DEAD!!! COLE What? HEYROSS Because what you see in the ring right now, is THE MOST POWERFUL force in the HISTORY of the OAOAST! JAY RICHARDS!!! *crowd boos, as Richards smacks his chest and holds his arms out* BROCK AUSSTIN!!! *crowd boos as Brock does the Happy Happy Hoss Dance~!* The big man, JUMBO!!! *crowd boos as Jumbo raises his hands and his tongue hangs from his mouth* CHARLIE MOSS, QUENTIN BENJAMIN, TEAM HEYROSS!!! *crowd boos as Team Heyross poses in opposite corners* CHRIS STEVENS, and yours truly, RICK HEYROSS, we give to you, STEVENS! HEYROSS! INCORPORATED! *crowd boos* *screen fades to black, then returns* *Team Heyross, then Thunderkid & Reject are shown making there entrances as Michael Cole speaks.* COLE The winner of this tag match will receive a World Tag Team title match next week! COLE CATEGORY SIX~!!!!!11111 THEY HIT IT!!! TK covers, but the referee is distracted by Rick Heyross, who has come back to ringside! Behind the referee's back, the remaining S.H.I. members run to ringside, including Brock Ausstin, who delivers an F-STUNNER-5~!!!!!11111 to TK!!! COLE Wait a minute, it's the damn S.H.I.! Brock Ausstin interfering in the match with an F-STUNNER-5 to TK! Stevens pulls Reject from the ring, and delivers a DIAMOND CUTTER on the floor!!! COACH And the champ with a Diamond Cutter to Reject on the outside! COLE NO, not this way! Benjamin slides back in and covers TK... 1................. 2......................................... 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *DING DING DING* COLE DAMN IT!!! Team Heyross steals one thanks to the S.H.I.! BUFFER The winners of the match...TEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAM HEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!! The S.H.I. continues its assault... COACH Hold on, we're being told to cut to the back... The crowd goes CRAZY as they see Alfdogg, with a black eye his forehead bandaged, burst through the doors with baseball bat in hand! COACH Oh my GOD. Alf finally emerges through the curtain as the crowd hits a fever pitch, and jogs to the ring, delivering a MASSIVE swing to the gut of Jumbo! COLE ALFDOGG IS HERE! And the S.H.I. better head for the hills! Alf slides into the ring, driving the top of the bat into the head of Charlie Moss, as the rest of the S.H.I. high-tails it to the front of the aisleway! Alf then starts to choke Moss out with the bat, but Quentin Benjamin drags his partner from the ring as Alf stares them down. Alf then sees TK & Reject headed towards the aisleway, and hops out of the ring, and the three give chase to the S.H.I., who hightail it for a waiting limo backstage! Alf busts out the back of the windshield with the bat as the car's driving off, and TK tosses a trash can at it. *screen fades to black, then returns* JOSH Josh Matthews backstage, I'm waiting on Stevens/Heyross Incorporated... Suddenly, Josh is grabbed by the jacket by Brock Ausstin and forced to follow him down the hall. STEVENS Have we got a job for YOU, Josh! We just came out of the office of Mr. Szechstein, and he wants us to ensure that Alf doesn't show up tonight. So we're on our way to Alf's place right now, to PERSONALLY give him the night off, and you're going to get the scoop. Brock throws Josh into a limo, where Jay Richards and Jumbo are sitting. Brock and Chris get inside and the limo speeds off, with a destination of Indiana. SCHOOL'S OUT~!!!!!11111 for Heyross, who got up on the apron! COLE SCHOOL'S OUT~!!!!!11111 Heyross had no business on the apron, serves him right! Benjamin has reached into his tights, and pulled out a set of brass knuckles! Zack walks over to Benjamin, and gets CLOCKED with the knucks as the ref attempts to get Heyross off of the apron! COACH But you see what Heyross did, he sacrificed himself so his team could win the tag team titles! Benjamin covers, and the crowd boos LOUDLY as the referee drops to count... 1................ 2............................................ 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NO!!! ZACK KICKS OUT!!!!! COLE ONLY TWO!!! COACH SO, SO CLOSE for Team Heyross! Suddenly, Benjamin looks up at the big screen, which shows the rest of S.H.I. getting out of the limo earlier in the day, accompanied by guards, presumably having found the residence of Alfdogg. RICHARDS According to Calvin, this is the place. STEVENS Here we are, 100 South Capitol Avenue... The crowd busts out in laughter as the camera goes to the wide shot. JOSH ...you guys, this is the RCA Dome. STEVENS What...are you sure you got the right address? RICHARDS This is what Calvin gave me! 100 South Capitol Avenue! JOSH If you don't mind my saying, I think you guys have been duped. S.H.I. throws a tantrum on the sidewalk. STEVENS Come on, we've got to get back to the arena! Team Heyross stares at the screen, then go back to work on Zack, setting him up on Moss's shoulders. Suddenly, the crowd ERUPTS as Alfdogg runs out, with Reject and Thunderkid in tow! Alf has a kendo stick, and takes a home run swing at Moss, hitting him in the midsection! The ref spots the shot and calls for the bell! *DING DING DING* Alf catches Benjamin coming in with a shot to the midsection, then one to the back! Thunderkid drops Moss with the THUNDERBOLT DDT~!!!!!11111 Reject then pushes him out of the ring, and TK lifts Benjamin, and Reject joins in for the THUNDEROUS REJECTION~!!!!!11111 Alf goes up to the top...FIVE-STAR ALF SPLASH~!!!!!11111 At this point, the remainder of S.H.I. runs to the ring, as Alf, TK and Reject depart and move to the aisleway. Alf has a mic, as does Stevens. STEVENS All right Alf. I BEAT you at World Without End, and took your Heartland title. Why can't you just accept that? *crowd boos* I mean, last week, you already put Jumbo on the shelf, what do you want from us? ALF I'll tell you what I want. I want the five of you guys at November Reign, in an Elimination Rules match. You'll be facing myself, Thunderkid, Reject, and there's one other person. *crowd cheers, as S.H.I. laughs in the ring.* STEVENS Who could you POSSIBLY have acquired that would delude you into thinking you could defeat Stevens/Heyross Incorporated a man down? ALF Well, this is all I have to say. You know, they say two is company...THREE is a crowd...but FOUR, can be a very DEADLY number. *the crowd starts to get excited, as Alf points to the big screen.* The lights in the arena dim, then begin going crazy, as does the crowd! The lights act as if a virus has infected them, randomly jerking around the arena, frantically changing colors and turning off and on. It’s as if a bad anime scene has come to life. COACH Oh my GOD. Loud scratching fills the airwave, as if a DJ has lost their mind and is attempting to break their equipment. In-between the rips, legitimate music kicks on, of a Southern, heavy metal nature. “I ask you please just give us/ Five Minutes Alone.” The lights continue to dart and flash as the music leaves and the scratching continues, only to come back again, now of a hip-hop nature. “White America/ I could be one of your kids.” The rap fades out and the scratching continues, at an even greater pace, until music comes back, now of a hardcore variety. “Final Prayer/ Final prayer for the human race.” The lights come back on, and the crowd is at a fever pitch as the S.H.I. has collectively shit a brick in the ring. *screen fades to black, then returns* COLE And here comes Brock Ausstin, attempting to qualify for a shot at the World championship next week on Thanksgiving HeldDOWN~! But it'll be no easy task getting there, Coach! COACH Brock with a steel chair now, no referee! ALF Brock's doing what he's got to do to get into that match next week, I gotta respect... Alf is cut off as he's BLASTED in the head with the chair! COLE HEY! What the hell are you doing? Alf lays on the floor and removes his headset as Brock goes back into the ring and lays the chair down on the mat. He then sets Zack up for the F-STUNNER-5~!!!!!11111 But as he lines Zack up with the chair on the mat... The lights in the arena dim, and the crowd ERUPTS. The lights then begin going crazy, as if a virus has infected them, randomly jerking around the arena, frantically changing colors and turning off and on. It’s as if a bad anime scene has come to life. COACH Oh my GOD, there's that music again! Brock drops Zack to the mat and stares at the entryway as oud scratching fills the airwave, as if a DJ has lost their mind and is attempting to break their equipment. In-between the rips, legitimate music kicks on, of a Southern, heavy metal nature. “I ask you please just give us/ Five Minutes Alone.” COLE Could it be??? The lights continue to dart and flash as Brock grabs the chair back off the mat and goes over to the ropes. The music leaves and the scratching continues, only to come back again, now of a hip-hop nature. “White America/ I could be one of your kids.” The rap fades out and the scratching continues, at an even greater pace, until music comes back, now of a hardcore variety. “Final Prayer/ Final prayer for the human race.” The lights come back on, and the crowd is going nuts as Brock continues to stand at the ropes. COLE Look at the look on Brock's face! This is the first time I've ever seen him...he appears to be scared, Coach! COACH ...I can't believe I'm saying this, but I think you're right, Cole! Brock steps back with the chair in both hands, then turns around...right into SCHOOL'S OUT~!!!!!11111 from Zack, sending the chair right back into his face! COLE SCHOOL'S OUT! SCHOOL'S OUT! ZACK HIT IT!!! Alf delivers a right hand to Rick Heyross outside the ring, then gives him a vertical suplex on the floor, as the referee comes to and Zack covers... 1............... 2................................... 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *DING DING DING* COLE ZACK WINS!!! Zack's going to Thanksgiving HeldDOWN~! for a shot at the World title! *Brock stares at Alf from the ring angrily.* *screen fades to black, then returns.* *Alf, then Zack, then SJ are show making their entrances.* COLE And it's time for the World championship to be on the line, in a triple threat match! COLE WAIT A MINUTE!!! That's Chris Stevens, the Heartland champion! Stevens waits for Alf to gets to his feet, then dashes at him with his belt! However, Alf ducks, and Zack takes the shot instead! Alf clotheslines Stevens to the floor! Leon Rodez, upset about the miscarriage of justice towards his partner, runs out and attacks Stevens on the floor! COACH Alf's going to the top again, as it's chaos on the floor now! Alf hits Zack with the FIVE-STAR ALF SPLASH~!!!!!11111 1... 2................. ..... Brock Ausstin is at ringside, and pulls Alf to the outside! COLE Brock Ausstin is out! The S.H.I. is here! I think Alf had the pin right there! TK and Reject come to Alf's aid as SJ crawls over and lays across the shoulders of Zack! COLE Oh no, not this way! 1..... 2............ Stephen Joseph groggily hooks the leg! 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! COLE DAMN IT!!! STEPHEN JOSEPH STEALS IT! COLE This is MASS CHAOS on the outside! The Sadist and Jumbo get up on the apron and grab JINGUS, and toss him off the top onto the huge crowd of bodies on the outside! COLE UNBELIEVABLE!!!!! EVERYONE is down in the aisle, when suddenly... The lights in the arena dim, and the crowd pops MASSIVELY. The caps don't properly emphasize the magnitude of the pop, but I don't feel like using the size code. The lights begin going crazy, as if a virus has infected them, randomly jerking around the arena, frantically changing colors and turning off and on. It’s as if a bad anime scene has come to life. COLE Is it him??? IS HE REALLY HERE THIS TIME??? Loud scratching fills the airwave, as if a DJ has lost their mind and is attempting to break their equipment. In-between the rips, legitimate music kicks on, of a Southern, heavy metal nature. “I ask you please just give us/ Five Minutes Alone.” The lights continue to dart and flash as the music leaves and the scratching continues, only to come back again, now of a hip-hop nature. “White America/ I could be one of your kids.” The rap fades out and the scratching continues, at an even greater pace, until music comes back, now of a hardcore variety. “Final Prayer/ Final prayer for the human race.” A single spotlight appears on the stage, the only light in the darkened arena. People look towards the light, but see nothing. Until the music, “People = Shit” by Slipknot, hits. “HERE WE GO AGAIN MOTHERFUCKER!” fills the arena, the music reached its peak of anger and rage, but still no one appears on the stage. The music continues, with still only a single spotlight for light. The music builds up again, this time with no lyrics, until, finally, a figure punches through the curtains. Wearing torn jean shorts, a torn sleeveless black t-shirt, and two bandanas, one over his face and the other over his head. The hands are taped up with a red “X” on the back. COACH HOLY SHIT!!!!! COLE YES!!! HE'S ACTUALLY HERE!!! Sandman slowly walks down the aisleway, as everyone is brawling again. Alf rolls out of the ring, and grabs a plastic tub of lighttubes from underneath it! He grabs one, and tosses one to Sandman, who proceeds to BLAST Scotty Static of the GPX right in the back of the head! PR takes a shot from Alf, and goes flying over the top rope! TK and Reject each grab one, and each deliver shots to the back of Jumbo! Sandman is in the ring! He grabs Jay Richards, and hits the ARCHANGEL'S WINGS~!!!!!11111 Alf and Sandman then surround Chris Stevens, both holding lighttubes in each of their hands! Alf gets a huge smirk on his face. COLE Uh oh...Stevens really caught between a rock and a hard place here! TK and Reject drag Rick Heyross back to the ring, and toss him inside! This allows Stevens to roll out, but now Heyross is caught! As Heyross begs off of Sandman, Alf trips him from behind with a lighttube, then takes a lighttube shot RIGHT TO THE NUTS~!!! from Sandman!!! Alf goes up top, as Sandman sticks the second lighttube in the face of a just recovering SJ, whose eyes bug out and he quickly drops and rolls out of the ring and jumps into the crowd with his title belt! Alf hits Heyross with the FIVE-STAR ALF SPLASH~!!!!!11111 Heels stand, or lay in some cases, in the aisle. Stephen Joseph stands on a fan's chair and glares at The Deadly Alliance, belt over his shoulder. TK and Reject help Zack up in the corner, and Leon checks on him as Alf grabs a mic. ALF You better batten down the hatches up there, Nova Scotia! *crowd cheers* Because November Reign...*crowd chants along* JUST... GOT... DEADLIER!!! Alf slams the mike down, and Kick Some Ass by Stroke 9, the Deadly Alliance theme, plays the show out. COLE OH MY GOD!!! If that's the carnage that's in store for November Reign, we're in for one hell of a shitstorm! GOOD NIGHT, everybody, and we'll see you in three days for November Reign! *dun dun* *dun dun* *dun dun* *dun dun* WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ARRRRRRRRRRRE YOU? WHO WHO, WHO WHO! WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ARRRRRRRRRRRE YOU? WHO WHO, WHO WHO! COLE And a lot of people have been waiting for this one, Coach! COACH You're not kidding, Cole! The reunion of the Deadly Alliance, for one night only, taking on the S.H.I., and here they come down the aisle! BUFFER The following contest is a Survivor-Series style match! Introducing the first team, being led to the ring by RICK HEYROSS, and JUMBO...the team members include CHARLIE MOSS and QUENTIN BENJAMIN, TEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAMMMMM HEYROSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!! *crowd boos* JAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRICHARRRRRRRRRRDSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!! *crowd boos* BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRROCK AUSSSSSSSSSSSSSSTINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!! *crowd boos* and the OAOAST Heartland champion, CHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS SSSSSSSSSSSSSTEVENNNNNNNNSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!! Collectively, they are known as STEVENS/HEYROSS INNNNNNNNNNNNNNCORPORATED!!!!! The team gets ready in the ring. Kick Some Ass[/b] by Stroke 9 hits, and the crowd pops MASSIVELY as the Deadly Alliance comes through the curtains. COLE And this is a sight I thought I'd never see again, Coach! BUFFER Their opponents...introducing first...THHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHUNDERKIIIIIIIIIIIIIIID!!!!! *crowd cheers* RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREJECT!!!!! *crowd cheers* former Heavyweight champion of the WORLD, ALFDOGG!!!!! *crowd cheers* and the most sadistic, masochistic, motherfucker ever to set foot in a wrestling ring... SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNDMMMMMMAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNN NNNNNNNNNNNNNNN NNNNNNNNNNIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNE THHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUSSSSSSSSSSANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNND!!!!! (that's even funnier when you imagine Buffer actually saying it) Collectively known, for ONE NIGHT ONLY, as the DEADLYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY AAAAAAAAAAAAALIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIANCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCEEEEEEE!!!!! COACH Well, Alf said he'd make everyone regret what happened at World Without End, and he's got the guy! The one person with a mind more SICK, more TWISTED, more DEMENTED, more PERVERTED than his own, the Sandman 9000! *DING DING DING* COLE And here we go! Reject and Charlie Moss start things off. A tieup, and Moss takes Reject over with an armdrag, then does the "wipe the sweat from his brow and fling it on the opponent" taunt. Reject chases Moss back into a neutral corner, and Charlie sticks his head through the ropes to keep him off as the referee holds him back. COACH I see Alf's got everyone aggressive for this match, but that could work against them if they lose their focus, Cole! As the two approach each other again, Reject hits Moss with a straight kick to the gut, then follows with a Japanese arm drag! Reject backs Moss into the ropes, but Moss reverses a whip. Moss leapfrogs Reject, then drops to his back for a reverse monkey flip, but Reject sees it coming, stops and drops a fist! Moss gets up holding his face, and walks into a spin kick! Benjamin and Richards jump into the ring and meet the same fate! TK joins his partner in the ring, and sets him up for a suplex! COLE What's this move? TK lifts Reject up in a vertical suplex as Brock Ausstin comes into the ring, then brings him back down so that Reject's ankles are around Brock's neck! TK then spins Reject around, and Reject is able to grab the ropes and take Brock over them with a headscissors! TK then catches Chris Stevens coming in with a superkick, sending him over the top to the floor! COACH WOW! I've never seen anything like that! COLE Very innovative in double-team maneuvers are Thunderkid and Reject, no doubt about it. S.H.I. regroups on the floor as Alf gets into the ring. He then calls Sandman into the ring, as well, causing the fans to become giddy. COLE Oh my God, what is the DA planning right here? Alf picks up Sandman in a fallaway slam position...then TK and Reject pick Alf up on their shoulders! COACH ...you've got to be kidding me!!! Alf, sitting atop TK and Reject's shoulders, tosses Sandman OVERHEAD ONTO THE S.H.I. ON THE FLOOR!!!!! COLE UNBELIEVABLE!!! Sandman then calmly gets up, as the crowd does dueling chants of "SAND-MAN!" "HO-LY SHIT!", and walks back over to his corner. Alf then runs to the ropes, and TK and Reject backdrop him over onto the S.H.I. once again! Brock gets up quickly, and he and Alf begin slugging it out. The rest of the S.H.I. begin to come to, and Alf is outnumbered on the floor... ...until Reject takes out the entire crowd with a HANDS-FREE SOMERSAULT PLANCHA~! COACH They're breaking out the heavy artilery early on in this one, Cole! COLE And speaking of heavy artilery... TK goes up to the top turnbuckle, and waits on the crowd of people to get up. Jay Richards and Quentin Benjamin slowly climb into the ring. When everyone else finally makes it to their feet, TK hits a SHOOTING STAR PRESS into the crowd of people! COACH AMAZING show of athleticism by the 250-pound Thunderkid! Jay Richards walks to the other side of the ring, and waits on the crowd of people to get up once again. He then runs to the ropes, and somersaults over them to the apron, faking everyone out! He then points to Quentin Benjamin, who springs to the top rope, and executes a 450 SPLASH onto the pile of wrestlers! COACH GREAT teamwork by Jay Richards and Quentin Benjamin of S.H.I.! Richards caps it all off by climbing backwards to the top rope, and diving off with a MOONSAULT!!!!! The crowd is going absolutely BALLISTIC at the show being put on! COLE And LISTEN to these people! They're loving this! COACH Who are the legal men? COLE As far as I know, there have been no tags made, so it's still Reject and Charlie Moss! Everyone VERY slowly gets up and goes back to their places, and Moss tags in Jay Richards. Richards has somehow gotten brass knucks, and takes a wild swing at Reject...who ducks, and hits the EULOGY~!!!!!11111 COLE THE EULOGY~!!! HE HIT IT!!! Reject rolls over and tags Alf, who goes to the top rope...and hits the FIVE-STAR ALF SPLASH~!!!!!11111 Reject raises his finger in the air to count along with the crowd and the referee... 1..... 2..................... 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! COLE And we've got our first elimination, it's down to 4-on-4, an even contest! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 1st elimination: Jay Richards (4:57) eliminated by: Alfdogg (pinfall) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ However, Team Heyross jumps into the ring and hits Alf with a DOUBLE SUPERKICK~! COACH Team Heyross quick to get back to work, and now their side has the advantage! COLE And it's Quentin Benjamin, from the University of Oregon, in there with the former World champion, Alfdogg! COACH And what a feather in the cap it would be for this kid if he were to score a victory here against Alf! Benjamin gives Alf a snap suplex! He then tries a kick to the midsection, but Alf catches the foot! Alf spins Benjamin around, but Benjamin catches him with a windmill kick! Benjamin then picks up Alf, and executes a SITOUT POWERBOMB~! COLE And it could happen right here! 1... 2........... NO! Alf gets a shoulder up! COACH WOW, beautifully executed move from Quentin Benjamin, and he almost DID get it right there! Benjamin gives Alf an overhead belly-to-belly, then tags Moss in. Moss backs Alf into the ropes, and TK tags himself in, unbeknownst to Moss. Moss pulls Alf away from the ropes, and gives him a back suplex, then sets up the MOSSY KNOLL~!!! TK makes his way to the top rope undetected, and comes off, catching Moss with a SUNSET FLIP! 1........ 2............. NO! Moss slides out! However, he walks right into a BIG clothesline from TK! TK then picks up Moss, and DRIVES him with a fallaway slam! TK sits on the mat for a second, and tags Reject back in. TK picks up Moss in a hangman's hold, and Reject measures him...then hits a MASSIVE buzzsaw kick to the midsection! COACH And THERE'S another one of those innovative double team moves from TK and Reject, and that could break a rib VERY easily! Moss holds his midsection and rolls around on the mat as TK leaves the ring. Reject drops a quick legdrop, then runs to the other side of the ring and comes back with ROLLING THUNDER~! Reject covers... 1.... 2........... Moss kicks out! COACH And I should also point out, this has basically been a three-on-three match so far, as far as inside the ring goes...Sandman, Chris Stevens and Brock Ausstin have yet to legally enter this match! S.H.I. failed to utilize their one-man advantage, and as a result, they no longer have it! Reject runs to the ropes, and Quentin Benjamin gives him a kick to the back of the head! Moss catches Reject with a STO-backbreaker, then locks in the MOSSY KNOLL~!!! COACH The MOSSY KNOLL~! is locked in! Where's the referee? COLE Referee tied up with Quentin Benjamin, Coach! Alf hops off the apron, and grabs a lighttube from under the apron, tossing it to Sandman! COACH Wait a minute, this isn't right! Sandman enters the ring, and BLASTS Moss from behind in the head with the lighttube! TK then climbs into the ring, and he and Reject hit the THUNDEROUS REJECTION~!!!!!11111 Reject covers as the referee turns around... 1...... 2................ 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! COACH THEY CHEATED! THAT'S NOT FAIR!!! COLE Down to 4-on-3!!! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 2nd elimination: Charlie Moss (8:23) eliminated by: Reject (pinfall) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Reject gets up, and runs over to dropkick Quentin Benjamin, who is up on the top rope, sending him down crotch-first on the top! Reject then tags Alf back in, and Alf runs to the corner with Benjamin, getting on the second rope, and taking him off the buckles with a T-BONE SUPLEX~!!! COACH WHOA! A second-rope T-Bone from Alf right there on Quentin, and now it looks like he's going to be finished off! Alf goes around to Benjamin's feet, and locks in the SHARPSHOOTER~!!! COLE Sharpshooter is locked in! Will we go down to 4-2 here? Benjamin is right by the ropes, but Alf pulls him right back to the middle! Benjamin screams out in pain, but tries one last time to reach the ropes, before Alf REALLY sits back on the hold, and BENJAMIN TAPS~!!! COLE And Quentin Benjamin taps out! Nice showing by the young guy while he was in there, but now it's down to 4-on-2! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 3rd elimination: Quentin Benjamin (9:17) eliminated by: Alfdogg (submission) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Brock Ausstin slowly climbs into the ring and waits on Alf, giving him a kick to the midsection, then lifting him up...for an F-STUNNER-5~!!!!!11111 Cover... COLE OH MY! Could this be it for Alf? 1...... 2..................... 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! COACH WHOA!!!!! First elimination on the DA side, and look who it is! COLE HUGE elimination for Brock and Chris Stevens, who applauds on the apron and has STILL not legally entered this match yet! This is Brock's first time himself! COACH Yeah, but look at TK and Reject, they're pretty worn out, Cole! Brock came in fresh as a daisy, he bided his time, swarmed on Alf, and now he's history! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 4th elimination: Alfdogg (9:50) eliminated by: Brock Ausstin (pinfall) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ COLE Speaking of fresh, Sandman ALSO has yet to enter this match. COACH Well, I think he realizes the fate that awaits him should he get in there with Brock Ausstin! Brock said he's NOT afraid of the Sandman, and he's going to show it tonight, Cole! COLE Well, we'll find out, right now it's Brock Ausstin and Thunderkid. Brock pounds on the back of TK with forearms, then whips him hard into the corner. TK walks out slowly, and Brock gives him a BIG backdrop! COLE WHAT ELEVATION on that backdrop! Thunderkid is *250 POUNDS!* AMAZING strength from Brock Ausstin! Brock then tags in Chris Stevens. COLE And NOW Chris Stevens tags in, now that Alf has been eliminated! COACH Wait a minute, Cole, what are you implying? Stevens picks up TK and hits a Northern Lights suplex with a bridge! 1.... 2....... TK kicks out! Chris drops a knee to the sternum, then whips TK into the ropes and hits a high knee. He then picks up TK and hits a DDT, then tags Brock back in. Brock picks up TK in a PRESS SLAM, and slams him hard down to the mat. Brock plants a foot on TK's chest, getting a two-count. COLE Not gonna get a pin like that in this match. COACH Well I think he knows that, Cole, I think he's just trying to show him who the boss is in this ring right now! Brock grabs TK in a rear waistlock, then powers him over backwards with a release German suplex, in such fashion that TK flips over all the way onto his stomach! COLE Such awesome power, I mean TK is 250 pounds and a very powerful man in his own right, and he's being absolutely manhandled by Brock Ausstin right now! Brock turns TK over onto his back, and tags Stevens back in. Stevens goes to the top rope, and comes off with a big elbowdrop! Cover... 1.... 2......... NO! TK kicks out again! COLE But TK refusing to quit in this matchup! Stevens picks up TK, and gives him a backbreaker, then tags Brock back in again. Brock whips TK hard into the corner, but eats feet on a charge! Brock is groggy, but comes at him again, with the same result! TK then runs at Brock, and attempts a hurricanrana, but Brock catches him and gives him a SITOUT POWERBOMB~! COACH Well, TK with some momentum going, but Brock Austin just TOO good on this night. COLE Look at this, now BROCK'S going upstairs! Brock goes to the top rope, but comes down again right into the raised feet of TK! Brock slouches down in the corner, as TK struggles over to his! Right as TK gets to his corner, Stevens jumps into the ring and distracts the referee as TK tags Reject! However, before Reject can do any damage, the referee forces him out, as he didn't see the tag! Brock picks up TK and holds him for a superkick...but TK moves out of the way, and Stevens kicks Brock! COACH ...oh no. TK crawls over to the corner, and TAGS SANDMAN!!! The crowd goes NUTS~!!! COLE HERE WE GO!!! SANDMAN'S FIRST LEGAL ACTION! Stevens gets a wide-eyed look on his face, as Sandman delivers blows to the midsection! Sandman bounces off the ropes, and takes down Stevens with a YAKUZA KICK~!!! COLE THERE'S A YAKUZA KICK~! That's always been a trademark move of Sandman's! Sandman turns slowly, and makes a "come here" signal to Reject, who responds by throwing him a lighttube! Sandman slams the lighttube over the head of Stevens, in clear view of the referee! The ref goes to signal for the bell, but Brock stops his hand. COACH What??? COLE What is Brock Ausstin telling this referee? Brock talks to the ref for a bit, then gets across the ring from Sandman, who grabs another lighttube. Brock waves at him, as if to say "bring it on!" COACH Oh, here we go! Brock didn't want a disqualification! Brock wants to prove that he's not afraid of the Sandman or of anybody! Sandman finally walks over to Brock, and NAILS him over the head with the lighttube...which doesn't break! Brock falls to the outside, unconscious! COACH What the hell??? Sandman starts peeling the lightbulb remnants off, to reveal a billy club in disguise! The referee counts Brock, who isn't so much as budging! ONE!!! TWO!!!! THREE!!!!!! FOUR!!!!!!!!!!!!!! FIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SIX!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SEVEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! EIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1 NINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! COLE Brock Ausstin is GONE!!!!! COACH That's not fair, Cole! Sandman had to use a weapon to get it done! COLE Hey, it's Brock's fault for having the disqualification rule waived, which is obviously what was going on in that conversation! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 5th elimination: Brock Ausstin (14:03) eliminated by: countout ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ COLE And now...it's THREE on ONE, Coach. All three men have lighttubes, and are surrounding Stevens. They continue to circle Stevens until he finds an opening and slides out into the aisleway. Stevens taunts them as he backs up, not knowing Alfdogg is on his way back to the ring, and he grabs Stevens by the trunks and tosses him back inside! Sandman blasts him from behind with a lighttube! TK and Reject then wait for him to get to his feet, and perform a CONCHAIRTO with their lighttubes! Sandman then picks him up off the canvas, delivers a foot to the gut, and plants him with the ARCHANGEL'S WINGS~!!!!!11111 COLE And that should do it for this one! 1.. 2............ 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *DING DING DING* ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 6th elimination: Chris Stevens (15:02) eliminated by: Sandman9000 (pinfall) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ BUFFER The winners of this contest...the DEADLYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNCCCCCCCCCCCCCEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!! Kick Some Ass by Stroke 9 hits as the DA, including Alf, walks back down the aisle victorious. COLE Arguably the greatest faction in the history of wrestling, The Deadly Alliance, back for one night only, stand victorious. The four DA members all raise each other's hands at the entryway as the crowd showers them with cheers. ************* COLE Folks, I'm very pleased to announce that starting this Thursday on HeldDOWN~!, GM Calvin Szechstein has ruled an 8-team tournament to start, which will crown the first-ever OAOAST SIX-MAN tag team champions! The finals will be held at Climax, Coach! *the brackets are shown on the big screen.* COACH That's exactly right, Cole, and look at the matchups set for this Thursday! COLE In one matchup, the Spanish Fly forms a unique partnership with the Sooner Bruisers, and they'll be taking on three guys we just saw in there, Brock Ausstin and Team Heyross from the S.H.I.! COACH And look at this one Cole! Zack Malibu, Leon Rodez, and Peter Knight join forces to take on the trio of Jamie O'Hara, and the Global Party Exchange! COLE Be sure to tune in to HeldDOWN~! to catch every minute of the action!

"In a world full of posers, phonies, and pure wannabees, there finally emerges a group which has come to set the record straight. so, all you suckers better recognize, ya heard can you say uhhh na na na na..." "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Emerging through The Upstarts' seperate entrance way on the stage, the two-time World Tag Team Champions The Global Party Exchange stop side by side, smirking at the negative Nova Scotia reaction. Fellow Upstart Jamie O'Hara follows The GPX out, as they begin to stride confidently down the aisle. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is your Thirty Minute IronTag Match for the OAOAST World Tag Team Championships! In this match, the team that scores the most falls in the thirty minute time period, be they by pinfall, submission, countout or disqualification, will be crowned the World Tag Team Champions! Introducing first, the challengers. Being accompanied to the ring by JAMIE O'HARA! At a combined weight of four hundred, seven pounds...the former, two-time, OAOAST Tag Team Champions... JOHNNY JAX... SCOTTY STATIC... THE GLLOOOOOBBAAAALLL PPAAAARRRRTTYYY EEEEXXXCCHHAAAAANNGGEEEEEEEE!!!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Entering the ring, the trio of Jax, Static and O'Hara congregate on one side of the ring. Jax and Static climb up adjacent turnbuckles and raise their arms in the air, as O'Hara points a finger up to both GPXers. COACH (jumping out of his seat) YEAH! DA'S RIGHT~! CABOOSE For the love of God calm yourself down and shut yourself up. Now. COLE The Global Party Exchange know what it's like to be the Tag Team Champions, but they haven't tasted that gold for some time now. They're still searching for their third reign as Tag Champs and have been doing their best to make the Champions' lives hell ever since they lost at World Without End, in order to goad them into a second title match tonight. They have cost Leon Rodez the World and X-Division Titles in the past two weeks alone. So they may just have something coming to them, tonight. CABOOSE Oh, believe me, I'm counting on it. BUFFER And, the opponents... Cue the drumroll, as "Beverly Hills" by Weezer starts up bringing the crowd to their feet. The fans clap along with the song as Leon Rodez is first to emerge from The Originals' entrance, closely followed by Zack Malibu and of course, Candie bringing up the rear. And what a rear LOL2005. Rodez does a quick 360 on the ramp with a beaming smile on his face, showing off his glistening canary yellow robe to all. Behind him, Zack wraps an arm around Candie, who pats his World Tag Title belt. "BEVERLY HILLS, THAT WHERE I WANT TO BE! LIVIN' IN BEVERLY HILLS BEVERLY HILLS, ROLLIN' LIKE A CELEBRITY! LIVIN' IN BEVERLY HILLS" BUFFER Accompanied to the ring by CANDIE! Hailing from Grand Rapids, Michigan and Providence, Rhode Island respectively...they weigh in at a total combined weight of four hundred, twenty eight pounds. The reigning, defending, OAOAST WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS... "SILKY SMOOTH" LEON RODEZ... ZACK MALIBU... THE UUSSSSSUUUUAAAAAAALLL SSSSUUUUUSSSSSPPEEEEECCTTSSSSSSS!! "YYEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!" Reaching the ring, Rodez does a quick Candido strut™ down the length of the ring. Zack and Candie stroll a few strides behind, while Leon leaps into the ring and squares up to the challengers w/associate. The three on one odds don't phase Rodez, as Zack enters the ring behind him and the assigned referee Brian Hebner keeps the two teams apart. COLE A lot of combustable elements in that ring tonight. No love lost between these two teams, that's for sure. Trying to gain order as soon as possible, Hebner quickly orders Candie and O'Hara to leave the ring. Rodez and Zack meanwhile go into conference as they remove their Tag Titles, talking over last minute strategy. The GPX briefly do the same across the ring. As all this is happening meanwhile, a timer appears in the bottom right of the screen signalling the 30:00 limit on the match. All seems to be sorted now and both teams are ready, with Rodez elected to start for the champions, while Johnny Jax kicks things off for The GPX. *DINGDINGDING!* The bell rings and immediately, the timer begins to tick down. 29:59. 29:58. 29:57. You get the idea. It's like a clock, see. While the timer on the big screen has started meanwhile, Leon Rodez's watch hasn't. Possibly because it's actually wristtape...who knows? But his attempt to start it fails though, so he shrugs and decides to get on with the match. *SLAP!* Jax is already a step ahead though, slapping the taste out of Rodez's mouth as he steps forward! On the floor, O'Hara is in hysterics, as Jax is all like 'whassup now, dawg'. So Rodez responds by...locking Jax in a side headlock and taking him over to the canvas. COACH The hell is that? COLE Well, this match will go 30 minutes Coach. No point in coming out in top gear and wasting your energy right at the start. Keeping the headlock applied, Rodez rolls through and over Jax, then pulls Jax back up. Jax quickly fires off a shot to the gut of Rodez though. And another. But Rodez responds with another quick side headlock takedown, again rolling through and again dragging up Jax from the mat and with the headlock still applied. To his feet, Jax goes to the gut. And again. And a third time, finally breaking the headlock. Free at last, Jax takes advantage of it, hitting the ropes and firing off a clotheli...NO! Rodez ducks...and takes Jax over with another side headlock! Static fumes on the apron while Jax fumes on the canvas, slamming his fists into the canvas in frustration. Which Rodez cheekily tells Hebner is a tapout, but unfortunately Hebner isn't blind or stupid. Rodez settles for just wrenching on the headlock then. Pushing himself to his knees, Jax begins to fight back to his feet and pulls Rodez back with him into the ropes, right beside Static who slaps his partner on the back as he sends Rodez off across the ring. COLE Blind tag from The GPX! Great tag team wrestling from the challengers... As Rodez hits the opposite ropes and rebounds, Jax leapfrogs him sending him right into Scotty Static's path. But Rodez skids to a halt and boots Static in the gut before he can do a thing! Turning around, Rodez then boots Jax as well, before applying the headlock again. Standing in front of this, Brian Hebner quickly informs Rodez that Static is now the legal man. So, Rodez grabs a headlock on Static too! Both GPXers are under control as Rodez jumps up...with a headlock on both men though, Rodez can't take either other. That allows The GPX to catch Rodez in mid-leap and set him for a double back suple... ...NO, Rodez floats over, just as Zack enters the ring and charges through The GPX with a double clothesline! Both of the challengers quickly roll the hell out of the ring to regain their bearings, as Zack and Rodez exchange a high-five...and a hug, which Zack is a little taken aback by. COLE ...and great tag team wrestling from the Champions also! For a team originally thrown together by chance, Zack and Leon have developed into a great tag team combination. CABOOSE Although it pains me to admit it, you're right. I'm surprised Zack is getting along with this oddball as well as he is. On the outside, The GPX regroup with O'Hara... "UP - STARTS SUCK!" "UP - STARTS SUCK!" "UP - STARTS SUCK!" "UP - STARTS SUCK!" ...and the fans let them know exactly what they think of them. That doesn't bother the challengers too much though and after a quick group huddle and a rousing cry of "TEAM!", Static rolls back into the ring. Striding forwards, Static then sizes up to Rodez and encourages him on. Rodez holds up a hand telling him to pause though, before backtracking and holding out a hand, which Zack promptly tags. "YYEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!" The crowd pop for the OAOAST's one and only Franchise, as he enters the ring with a wry smile on his face. Static scowls at the reaction Zack gets enviously. But he soon shrugs that off and we're ready to go again as Zack and Static square off, before locking up in the centre of the ring. A brief struggle ends with Zack applying a side headlock. Rodez applauds the move, trying to convince the first two rows that "I taught him that". Meanwhile, Zack wrenches on the headlock until Static begins to show some resistance, taking another page out of Rodez's book and going for the takedown...but Static blocks. The Franchise ends up on hands and knees, pausing in confusion momentarily, long enough for Static to tumble over with an Oklahoma Roll... 1... 2... Zack kicks out and away, rolling to his feet in the corner. COLE Notice, Zack very cautious to begin with. This first fall is always such a crucial fall in Iron Man Matches. Static gleefully tells Zack just how close he came to getting pinned, as the OAOAST's favourite father to be gets his head straight in the corner. Zack and Static then lock up again. Strongest of the two, Zack pushes Static back into the corner and holds his head back, while Hebner orders a break. Giving the break on 4, Zack slowls backs away, but Static tries to catch him with a cheapshot. Zack blocks though, swatting away the arm and hitting Static with a Corner Dropsault! Landing on his feet, Zack then charges with the shoulder...but Static moves and Zack clatters shoulder first into the ringpost! "OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE Nobody home! And Zack could have dislocated his shoulder very easily on that charge! CABOOSE Which'd make the next 27 or so minutes rather uncomfortable, to say the least. A concerned Candie rushes over to check on Zack, who remains slumped over the middle turnbuckle. Meanwhile, Static tags in Johnny Jax. Running down the apron, Jax wastes no time in grabbing Zack's arm and wrapping in back around the ring post! And a second time! Zack howls in pain, as Jax then takes the arm and leaps off the apron, snapping the arm across the middle rope! Zack rolls away clutching his arm, as O'Hara and Jax exchange a high-five on the floor. But in the meantime, Zack is desperately trying to get over to his corner and make the tag. Luckily, one of The GPX is alert, Johnny Jax quickly running into the ring and booting Zack in the back of the head before leaving the ring again just as quickly. Leon protests, but Hebner just asks him to calm down. "LET'S GO ZACK!" "LET'S GO ZACK!" "LET'S GO ZACK!" "LET'S GO ZACK!" Static rolls back into the ring and sneers at the crowd, as he boots Zack. Another boot connects before Static goes back to the arm, pulling The Franchise up to his knees before slamming him arm-first back down to the mat. Static follows that up with another quick boot, as Rodez can only watch on in despair. COLE The GPX are playing this well, capitalizing on the weakened state of Zack's shoulder, and persistence like that is what leads to a payoff...in this case the World Tag Team Titles! Static leads Zack to his feet, then quickly takes the wrist and wrenches the arm, yanking on it to tear it from it's socket and further injure Zack's bruised shoulder. Scotty wrenches a second time, but this time Malibu fights through, quickly countering by twisting Scotty's arm and then snapping him to the canvas with a Russian Legsweep! Zack quickly rolls to his corner and tags in Rodez, then turns to Static, who starts to sit up...and delivers a running soccer kick to the back! A sharp pain races up his spine, and Scotty cringes as he gets to his feet, only to be rocked with an inverted atomic drop by Zack just as the five seconds allowed for a double team expires. Static reels, and Zack drops and rolls out of the ring, leaving the stunned Upstart to get caught with a diving huracanrana from the Silky Smooth One, as he leaps from the top rope and takes Scotty over! Static rolls near the ropes, and Rodez readies himself for action...until Jamie O'Hara reaches in and drags Scotty out by the ankle, sparing him from the momentum that the champions have gained in the past several moments! CABOOSE In a match where every second counts, the GPX are doing their best to halt the efforts of the Usual...LOOK OUT BELOW~! "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" The crowd explodes, as Rodez, undaunted by O'Hara's "save", dives over the ropes with a corkscrew bodypress onto both his legal opponent as well as the cornerman, O'Hara! Scotty is quickly put back between the ropes, but after Leon sends him in, he's yanked off the apron by Jax! Static keeps Hebner busy by feigning grogginess, and using the ref as an aid in getting to his feet, but when Jax doubles Leon over and sets him in a standing headscissors, he finds himself backdropped onto the ringside floor! The fans applaud the escape, and Leon takes a breath before turning around...only to get BLASTED by a running flip senton by newcomer O'Hara! The cocky youngster pounds his chest and stares into the sea of fans with a smug look across his face before tossing Leon back into the ring, where a rested Static awaits. COLE The three on two situation has already become a factor here in the early going, and normally even Candie would be of some assistance, but I'm shocked to even see her out here in her pregnant state. CABOOSE As am I. I know she loves her man and supports the champions, but knowing what the Upstarts are capable of, it's a greater risk than usual. Leon comes up to his feet, but when he does he's caught off guard with a European uppercut that knocks him against the ropes. He's then shot across the ring by Static and pulled up into a tilt-a-whirl, but Leon manages to spin out of Static's planned offense and pull him to the canvas with a crucifix! UNO! DOS! DOS! Two is all it is, as Static escapes the crucifix, and grabs Leon and cracks his head over his shoulder with a hangman's neckbreaker as they're both coming to! Scotty starts stomping Leon down, drawing a large amount of boos from the crowd, and then follows up by leaping into the air and dropping a knee across his throat! As Leon gasps and gags, Scotty moves towards his corner and makes the tag to Jax before returning to his opponent and shooting him into the ropes, catching him on the rebound with a backbreaker, but he leaves him draped across his knee, allowing Jax to enter the ring via flying elbowdrop that folds Leon's body over! COACH Double trouble on the real! CABOOSE What!? COLE I think that was ebonic praise. CABOOSE Oh. Static exits the ring without any argument, while Jax bounces off the ropes and falls forward, dropping an elbow across the back of Leon's neck. He rolls Rodez over and covers, but then quickly pushes up off the canvas and turns to the corner of the Suspects. Glaring at Malibu, Jax brings Rodez up to his feet, but then lets go and rushes the corner, nailing Malibu with a cheap shot! Zack reels as Jax cowardly backs away, and then takes full advantage of the situation when Malibu tries enter the ring. Hebner gets caught up with Malibu's attempted entry, and this allows Static to aid his partner, as Jax catapults Leon towards the corner, only for Scotty to run in and blast him with a lariat, sending him falling backwards onto Jax's exposed knees! COLE Another double-team tactic by the GPX drains Rodez of his energy, and leads the challengers closer to gaining the first fall of this contest! Jax gets up and stands over Rodez, but as he and Scotty loom over the fallen champion, Hebner turns around and catches them in the act! He goes to usher Scotty out of the ring, but Jax claims that he made a tag, and that Scotty is the one who belongs in the ring. Hebner doesn't believe him, but ushers him out of the ring anyways, leaving Static to deal with Rodez. He brings Leon up and drives two forearms across his face, then leads him to the GPX corner and tags Jax back in. Together they send Rodez into the ropes, pressing him up into the air on the rebound...AND THEN THEY HURL HIM OVER THE ROPES OUT ONTO THE RAMP! *THUD!* COLE My God! Leon Rodez was just slammed hard on the raised rampway! Zack looks on in concern for his partner, watching him reel on the rampway. He goes to check on him, only to notice Jax racing across the ring and leaping onto the top rope...but Zack pushes him off before he can complete the springboard! Jax lands on his feet and takes a shot at Zack over the ropes, but Malibu ducks it and nails him with a shoulderblock through the ropes. He then slingshots himself into the ring, scissoring Jax's head as he lands, and brings Johnny up onto his shoulders, racing across the ring with him in his arms before planting him with a running sitout powerbomb! COACH That's not legal, Hebner! I watch enough Law & Order to know that! CABOOSE OK, Coach, you really need to know something about your sense of humor. It might help you in the long run. COACH What's that? CABOOSE YOU TRY TOO HARD. Coach, for once in his life, is right about Hebner not being cool with Zack's intrusion, as he orders the Preppy One back out onto the apron. Zack obliges, having bought his team enough time that Rodez could recover. COLE Zack's emotions are getting the better of him in this feud, and that's apparent. You can't blame him after everything the GPX has put him through in the last six months. CABOOSE He should just be thankful that Hebner didn't DQ the team for not adhering to the five second rule. COACH Hebner would have DQ'd them for eating food off the floor? CABOOSE What did I just say? Rodez lingers into the ring, his back still sore from the throw. A weary Jax is just coming to after being drilled with the powerbomb from Malibu, and as he does Rodez brings the match back to a slow pace, grabbing a side headlock! He wrenches Johnny's head, but Jax manages to slip his head out, and then spins Leon around, driving his boot into Rodez's stomach. He lifts him off the mat for a powerbomb, but Leon slips out, landing on his feet, and then blasts Johnny with a chop! And another! And another! He backs Johnny to the ropes and then fires him into the far side with an Irish whip, but Jax reverses the momentum and sends Leon in, catching him on his way back with a sleeperhold! COLE Good move by Jax here to slow the pace down. CABOOSE I've got to agree. The whole purpose of an Iron Man, or in this case an Iron Tag match is to see who can endure it the most, not who can gain the most falls. If the GPX can keep the Suspects at bay long enough to let time dwindle down and get just one pin, submission, or what have you in, that's all they need. Jax keeps the hold locked on tight, and with Rodez caught in the middle of the ring, he's got no mean to break. Hebner keeps an eye on them both, watching as Leon struggles to free himself, to no avail. COLE We might see the first fall of the match take place right here, because it looks like Leon is fading fast! Rodez continues to struggle, but he's forced down to one knee by Jax, who snickers as he keeps the pressure on. Referee Hebner looks on, and noticing that Rodez's eyelids are getting heavy, he takes Rodez by the wrist and raises his arm up once...only to watch it fall right back down! CABOOSE You're right Cole, Rodez is going out! Hebner raises the arm a second time, and it falls...but not all the way down, as Rodez quickly stops his arm from dropping. He pushes up, getting to his feet, and then spins to the side, ramming his elbow into Jax's ribcage repeatedly until the cocky Upstart is forced to break! With Jax stunned, Leon shoots him to the ropes, and catches him on the rebound with...A SLEEPERHOLD! COLE Turnabout is fair play! The crowd roars as Leon locks on the same hold that almost did him in, and Jax squirms around in panic, trying to free himself! CABOOSE Going by my watch, we've just closed in on twelve minutes, so the halfway point is almost here. Whatever team can get the first fall, if they can keep the other team at bay and slow the pace, they could walk out of here with a one fall win. It could be all that's needed! Jax tries to get free, and copies Leon's earlier tactic, twisting to his side and ramming his elbow into the stomach of Rodez. Leon doubles over, and the more powerful of the two GPX members then lifts him up across his shoulders and jumps backwards, crushing the Silky Smooth Superstar with a Samoan Drop! With his foe down, Jax tags in the fresh man, and Static enters by running towards Leon's fallen body and dropping a leg across his throat! He then brings Leon to his feet and drives a knee into his gut, then a second one, and then fires himself into the ropes again, bouncing back and grabbing Leon's head, twisting around in the air before spiking him with a DD...NO! Leon shoves Scotty away, and then charges with a lariat...BUT GETS BACKDROPPED OVER THE ROPES! Leon lands on his feet and reaches in, yanking Scotty down to the canvas before springboarding off the top rope and into the ring with a springboard version of his patented 450 Splash...but Scotty gets the knees up...SO LEON LANDS ON HIS FEET! COLE He countered the counter! Leon runs the ropes, hopping over Static, who rolls onto his stomach and stay low. Leon rebounds again, and this time Scotty springs up and leapfrogs over him, but after the leap Leon stops short and spins Scotty around and hiptosses him to the canvas! Scotty gets up and steps back, but Leon is in pursuit, grabbing him by the wrist and sending him across the ring to the corner! Leon follows right behind, and when Scotty uses the momentum to jump up onto the second rope, Leon yanks him down by the waistband, rams his head into the turnbuckle, and then holds him in a front facelock. Leon then hops up onto the ropes and twirls his finger in the air, and the crowd goes wild as he kicks off the turnbuckles and swings around, spiking Static with a Tornado...NO! Scotty puts on the brakes, and then hurls Leon over his head, UPSIDE DOWN INTO THE TURNBUCKLES with a release Northern Lights Suplex! COACH Yeee-ouch! That sucka got tossed and mighta cracked his hat rack! CABOOSE Do you realize you take the Civil Rights movement back several steps every time you speak? Malibu and Candie look on in concern, as Static gets up and wraps Leon's legs around the top turnbuckle, trapping him in a Tree of Woe! He then moves across the ring to the opposite corner and charges, sliding towards Leon's face with a baseball slide, and drilling his feet into his cheek! Leon falls off the ropes and lands with his face smacking the canvas, and Static rolls him over, hooking a leg in an effort to secure the first victory of the IronTag match for his team! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! CABOOSE We're coming up on the halfway point right now guys. These two teams have gone through a lot in the last fifteen minutes. COLE We started with a slow pace, but that has picked up tenfold, especially in the last several minutes. The time has flown, and we're slowly easing into crunch time. Static picks Leon up, but as he does Leon takes him down and cradles him in a small package, stunning him with his own pin attempt! COLE THIS COULD BE IT! ONE! TWO! NO! Static kicks out, and as the two get up they both deliver clotheslines, and wipe each other out! CABOOSE The GPX have done a wonderful job in keeping Leon Rodez busy, and distracting him from making a tag to Zack. One of the main points in this match is that in a tag team situation, you always have the fresh man on the apron...however it's that elusive tag that needs to be made. Static and Jax have done a hell of a job wearing the youngster out, and unless he can get Malibu in the ring sometime soon, he's going to succumb to the two Upstarts. Leon rolls onto his stomach and looks up, seeing his partner leaning in and calling for the tag. Rodez starts towards him, moving slowly, but as he inches towards the corner, Static rolls over and pushes himself up onto both knees...and he lunges forward, grabbing Leon by the ankle! COLE C'mon Leon, fight him off! Rodez tries to kick off, but Static keeps a firm clutch around the ankle, preventing him from tagging in The Franchise of the OAOAST. Rodez hops up onto his free foot, hoping to hop out of Static's grip, but Static voluntarily lets go, and quickly hooks a rear waistlock, then tosses Rodez overhead with a release Ger...NO! Rodez counters again, landing on his feet, but when he spins Static around he catches a kick to the stomach and is lifted up for a powerb...NO! He blocks that by slipping out, but as he catches his fall, Static catches him off guard, and butterflies his arms before lifting him up vertically and sending him headfirst into the canvas with his patented Spiked Punch brainbuster! COLE Ooooooooooooooooooh! CABOOSE Butterfly Brainbuster, known as the Spiked Punch, and I hate to say it, but I think the GPX have just gotten the first pinfall in this contest! ONE! TWO! THREE! DING! DING! DING! BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the winners of the first fall, The GLOBAL PARTY EXCHANGE! The score is now 1-0 in the favor of the GPX! -------------------------------------------------------------------------- First Fall:GPX Scotty Static pins Leon Rodez with Spiked Punch at 16:49 GPX-1, Suspects-0 Time remaining: 13:11 --------------------------------------------------------------------------- The crowd boos loudly, as Jax snickers on the apron and O'Hara bounces up and down like Tigger on speed at ringside. Static sits up and rolls to his corner, tagging in Jax, who comes in and quickly starts putting the boots to Rodez before dropping to his knees and wrapping his hands around Leon's throat, choking him out! COLE Oh yeah, now that's a smart move...get disqualified as soon as you get the advantage! That doesn't happen, as Jax releases the choke when Hebner protests it, however he does stretch across Rodez and hook a leg, going for the GPX's second fall! ONE! TWO! THR-NO! KICKOUT! COACH Well, I didn't expect that! Malibu breathes a sigh of relief, but Jax is angered by Leon's kickout. Thinking the count may have been too slow, he covers again, and both watches and counts along with Hebner as he pins Leon's shoulders to the canvas. ONE! TWO! T-KICKOUT! Jax's eyes widen, and he gets up off Rodez and looks around, then points a finger at Hebner, complaining about the count! Hebner tells him that he just counted along with him, so how can there be anything wrong with it? Jax says to forget it and turns his attention back to the worn and wounded co-champion, blasting him with a right hand that staggers him during his recovery. Johnny fires off another one, and this one drops Leon to one knee. Jax then hits the ropes and comes off, charging fast towards Leon...but Rodez leaps up into the air and nails him with a desperation dropsault out of nowhere! CABOOSE Jax just took one on the chin, albeit differently than how our man Coach is used to! COACH Ye...HEY! Jax rubs his jaw as he comes up off the mat, and notices Rodez struggling to reach his corner. He gets to his feet and charges, blasting Leon across the back of the neck with a forearm, and then carries him over for a back suplex...but Leon floats through, and then drops to all fours and crawls through Johnny's legs, lunging towards his corner and tagging in Malibu! COLE THE TAG HAS BEEN MADE! Malibu wastes no time, slingshotting in over Johnny's head and rolling him up in a sunset flip, looking to tie things up! ONE! TW-NO! Johnny rolls backwards to escape the pinning predicament, and as he gets to his feet he hooks both of Zack's legs, yanking him up off the canvas and catapulting him over the top rope...BUT ZACK SKINS THE CAT~!, and as he floats back into the ring, he traps Johnny's head between his legs and pushes off the top rope, sending himself into rotation, going around and around Johnny's head like a human helicopter blade before snapping Jackson to the canvas! COLE Multiple revolution headscissor by the popular prep has Jax reeling! Johnny gets up quickly, but he's dazed, and Zack rushes to him and scoops him up across his shoulders, walking towards center ring where he begins spinning himself around again...and again...AND AGAIN...AND AGAIN~! CABOOSE Airplane spin! The crowd roars as Zack keeps going and going and going, dizzying himself and his opponent in the process! Having seen enough, Static rushes into the ring to save his partner...but Malibu sees it coming and times the next spin just right, cracking Static across the face with Jax's boots, and then he ceases the airplane spin, dumping Jax on top of Static for good measure before collapsing himself! COACH What an idiot! He took as much out of himself as he did the Jax-man! CABOOSE Wait, since when do YOU get off calling Zack Malibu an idiot? COACH Hey, you guys love him, maybe I just gotta shake things up a bit. Malibu shakes the cobwebs loose and comes to, just as the GPX is getting to their feet...and he blasts them with a double clothesline to put them back on their backs! Static rolls out of the ring to avoid any more damage, but when Malibu hits the ropes, he's tripped by Jamie O'Hara, who quickly spins around to face the crowd and feign innocence! COLE There's that numbers advantage they have, while time is ticking away here tonight! CABOOSE We're just past the 22 minute mark, and if the Suspects don't at least tie it up in the next few minutes, the GPX are walking out of the arena tonight sixteen pounds heavier, and it'll be because of the gold around their waist! Hebner shouts over the ropes at O'Hara, who turns around and acts like he has no idea what's going on. A frustrated Malibu gets up and moves towards the ropes, but Jax attacks from behind, and then sets Malibu up in a pumphandle position, pulling him onto his shoulders for the BEAT DROP...but Zack slips out and lands behind him! He takes Johnny's head in a rear inverted facelock, but before he can do anything besides hold Johnny still, Static comes running in...right into a kick to the stomach! Malibu uses his free arm to take him by the head, and now that he's got both GPX trapped, he drops to the mat, spiking each of their heads with a standard DDT and inverted DDT respectively~!~! COLE Double DDT to both Static and Jax! CABOOSE Now's the perfect time to cover! C'mon Zack! Malibu quickly hooks Jax's leg, and Static is in no shape to help his partner out! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! "Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" COLE Johnny Jax got his shoulder up at the last possible second! Malibu is going to have to keep the momentum going in his favor, he can't let the kickout take him off his game. Zack pulls Johnny up, allowing the cocky youngster to hobble on spaghetti legs as he's blasted with blistering chops from Zack! He takes Johnny and sends him in, but Johnny reverses, sending Malibu into the ropes...AND ZACK REBOUNDS WITH A YAKUZA KICK TO JOHNNY JAX~! Jax takes a flip bump off the move, landing hard face-first on the canvas, and Malibu senses that it could be enough to put him away! ONE! TWO! THREE...NO! ELBOW TO THE BACK OF ZACK'S HEAD BY STATIC BREAKS UP THE PIN! CABOOSE Dammit, get him out of there Hebner! Hebner chastises Scotty, ordering him out of the ring, but the official soon finds himself tossed aside, as Leon Rodez enters and starts pummelling Scotty with lefts and rights, trading hands as he connects with each jab before the series culminates in Static getting blasted with a discus clothesline! Leon then takes Static by the waistband and hurls him over the ropes, out onto the ramp, and now this leaves Jax all by his lonesome against both of the World Tag Team Champions! COLE The numbers are now, for once, in the favor of the Suspects! Together, Leon and Zack launch Johnny towards their corner, and the man known as "Jam" hits hard and slouches against the turnbuckles. Leon then takes his own partner and starts to whip him in, but Malibu swings around and it's Leon who is sent to the corner, crashing into Johnny with a diving corner splash! Leon then takes Johnny and crotches him on the top rope, and then motions for Malibu to charge him. Zack gets a full head of steam and races across the ring, right towards his partner, who cups his hands and elevates Zack up into the air, onto the shoulders of Johnny Jax so that he can be snapped back to the canvas with a SUPER HURACANRANA~! COACH DAYUM~! Malibu gets up, and quickly rushes the corner, tagging Leon in legally. Rodez then races across the apron to the opposite corner and climbs quickly, disregarding his normal play-to-the-crowd routine as he hits his patented 450 SPLASH with mere minutes left in the contest! CABOOSE Because The Lady Loves, and EVERYONE loves it here tonight, because the Usual Suspects are just three seconds away from tying this up! Leon covers Johnny, who has no wind left in him, making even something as simple as kicking out a major process! ONE! TWO! THREE! DING! DING! DING! BUFFER Ladies and gentlmen, scoring their first pinfall of the contest, THE USUAL SUSPECTS! -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Second Fall:The Usual Suspects Leon Rodez pins Johnny Jax with Becase The Lady Loves at 25:21 GPX-1, Suspects-1 Match is tied at one fall each. Time remaining: 4:39 --------------------------------------------------------------------------- COLE They did it! They have tied it up with just over four minutes left in this contest! CABOOSE If both of these teams can hang on, we're going to be going into Sudden Death, folks! COLE Four minutes left, with the teams tied at one fall apiece! It's going to come down to the wire! With Jax still gasping for air after being struck with the splash, Rodez moves out to the apron, and sets himself up to launch onto Jax yet again...but when he springboard up, he's yanked down to the apron by O'Hara, who has jumped up onto the apron with him! An eye rake follows, and Jamie quickly pulls Rodez into a standing headscissors despite the protests of referee Hebner...BUT HE'S THWARTED BY A RUNNING YAKUZA KICK BY ZACK THAT KNOCKS HIM TO THE FLOOR~! CABOOSE Good night, Jamie O'Hara! The newcomer rolls around in agony at ringside, as Zack exits the ring before Hebner needs to ask, allowing the referee to keep his attention on Rodez and Jax so that no pinfall attempts go unnoticed. Rodez rubs his eyes and regains 20/20 vision, and then proceeds to do what he does best, and that is fly into the ring with a springboard version of the 450, although this time he's unable to counter the block when Johnny Jax gets his knees up, and Rodez takes them both in the ribcage! COLE Leon Rodez could have finished Jax off right there, but Johnny did what he needed to do to prevent getting struck with another fatal move! As Rodez reels, Static starts climbing the corner, as he's not returned to his corner since getting tossed out to the ramp. He climbs up and turns to face the crowd, nodding his head before shouting "STATIC SHOCK" out to the crowd, who respond with jeers aplenty. Seeing this, Malibu shakes the ropes, looking to knock Scotty off balance, but when that doesn't work he races over and starts climbing the ropes, trading punches with Scotty Static! COLE Static's not even the legal man! Just let Hebner get him out of there! CABOOSE No, let Hebner do his job and keep an eye on Rodez and Jax! There's no time to waste, which is exactly what the GPX are trying to do! Malibu and Static brawl on the ropes, and Scotty keeps knocking Zack down, not letting him up on the ropes with him. Malibu reels from a punch that knocks him down to the ramp, then turns and races up the ropes again, this time grabbing Scotty by the legs and putting him across his shoulders, while sitting and facing the rampway. COLE What is he doing? CABOOSE He's...he's not going to do what I think he's going to do. With Scotty Static up on his shoulders, Malibu kicks off the turnbuckles, floating over through the air and crashing onto the raised rampway with Scotty Static now under him, crushing him with the HONOR ROLL~! CABOOSE YES HE IS GONNA DO WHAT I THINK HE IS~! HONOR ROLL ON THE RAMP~! "HOLY SHIT!" "HOLY SHIT!" "HOLY SHIT!" The crowd is electric, watching as the small timer on the corner of the AngleTron has ticked down to just about two minutes now. In the ring, Rodez and Jax are both up on their feet trading chops. Leon stuns Johnny with a headbutt and then hits the ropes, but when he comes off Jax grabs him and spins over quickly, drilling Rodez with a brutal powerslam, staying atop him for the cover! ONE! TWO! THR-NO! KICKOUT! Jax pounds the mat in frustation, but as he looks up the ramp, not only does he see his partner in no shape to help out, but he sees the time ticking down. 1:58 1:57 1:56 COLE We're under two minutes, but all either one of these teams need are three seconds! Jax brings Leon up, but then sweeps his legs out from under him, driving the back of his head into the canvas with a quick STO takedown! Johnny then starts stomping away, making sure that Leon stays down. After putting the boots to Leon, Jax turns away and moves towards the ropes, where both Static and Malibu are laid out on the rampway. Johnny calls out to his partner, but neither one of them are moving, so he decides to forget it, and then heads for the corner, and starts climbing the ropes! COLE Johnny Jax is looking to go high risk here, and we are just under 90 seconds! CABOOSE If he connects with this...moonsault, splash, whatever, then this will spell the end for The Usual Suspects title reign. COACH Good. CABOOSE What? COACH Nothing. Johnny starts climbing, albeit very gingerly, as he's still worn from the previous 28+ minutes. As he climbs though Leon rolls to his feet and pushes up, running under him...and pulls Johnny off the ropes, onto his shoulders! COLE He's got him! CABOOSE But what is he doing with him!? Leon staggers around the ring, trying to hold Jax on his shoulders, but Johnny isn't making it easy, as he's peppering his forehead with blows, and frees himself from the electric chair position! He falls behind Leon and goes for the Beat Drop once again, but once again Leon Rodez manages to avoid it, floating over his shoulders and going low, raising Jax onto his shoulders, and throws him foward off his shoulders...AS MALIBU RUSHES IN AND CATCHES JOHNNY'S HEAD IN AN ACE CRUSHER ON THE WAY DOWN~! CABOOSE THE PARTY CRASHER! COLE, THAT WAS THE PARTY CRASHER~! COLE The old In Crowd double team finisher has just laid out Johnny Jax! COVER HIM, Leon! :52 :51 :50 Leon covers quickly, and Malibu keeps watch, making sure that neither O'Hara or Static are able to get in the ring to break this up, as time ticks away. ONE! TWO! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! DING! DING! DING! BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the winners of the fall, THE USUAL SUSPECTS. They are now up TWO TO ONE in this IronTag contest! -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Third Fall:The Usual Suspects Leon Rodez pins Johnny Jax after The Party Crasher in 29:47 GPX-1, Suspects-2 The Usual Suspects are ahead by one fall. Time remaining:47 seconds --------------------------------------------------------------------------- COLE There's less than a minute left! COACH Never say never, playa's! Leon gets up off Jax, and rushes to embrace Zack, happy that they've taken the lead. All of a sudden, Zack pushes Leon out of the way, and no, it's not because Leon goosed his ass...it's because Jamie O'Hara is launching himself in with a springboard... ...RIGHT INTO A SCHOOL'S OUT~! "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!" CABOOSE He kicked him OUT OF THE AIR, Cole! COLE This is what that punk gets for trying to stick his nose in where it doesn't belong! Zack and Leon then look down at the fallen youngster, and both get a smile on their face. They reach down and each take an end, Leon grabbing the arms and Zack grabbing the legs. They pull O'Hara up off the canvas and start rocking him back and forth, swinging him through the air...and then send him flying over the top rope, across the recovering Scotty Static with an involuntary bodypress! COLE They killed two birds with one stone, and we have twelve seconds left! Watch what you do guys! With all three of their foes down, Candie leads the crowd in counting down the final ten seconds, as Malibu and Rodez each climb up the ropes and work the crowd. TEN NINE EIGHT SEVEN SIX FIVE FOUR THREE TWO ONE DING! DING! DING! COLE The time limit has expired! The Suspects retain! BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, at the end of the thirty minutes your winners, by a score of 2 falls to 1...and STILL OAOAST WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS...THE USUAL SUSSSSSSSSSPECCCTSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! The crowd roars as "Beverly Hills" is cued up, and the two exhausted superstars are handed their titles just before having their arms raised by Brian Hebner. Ecstatic with his victory, Rodez clutches the title belt against his chest before lunging for his partner and embracing him in a big hug, patting him on the back and the whole nine yards. COLE Leon is pleased, I'm sure Zack is pleased, and these fans are definitely pleased that The Upstart contingent is not heading into the holiday season with the OAOAST World Tag Team Titles in their possession! A dazed Static and O'Hara enter the ring and help Jax to his feet, throwing his arms over their shoulders and carrying him up the ramp, ignoring the crowds catcalls. Meanwhile Candie enters the ring and gives Zack a big hug, but when the two part ways Leon is left standing there, looking at them both with open arms. Candie rolls her eyes and looks at Zack, who just throws his shoulders up and shrugs, so Candie opens her arms and accepts a hug from Leon, who squeezes quick and then backs away, hoping he didn't squeeze too tight, not wanting to hurt the "bun in the oven". CABOOSE This Rodez is quite a character, but he and Zack have made a hell of a tag team! COLE Completely agreed, 'boose. The Usual Suspects win big here at November Reign, and Stephen Joseph and the rest of The Upstarts cannot be happy about that. CABOOSE I think ol' SJ has enough on his plate. Let him be concerned with what's coming his way later tonight. COACH Oh he's got everything under control, trust me. CABOOSE And you would know this how? COACH I got my sources. You don't know who I know! CABOOSE Something tells me I should be thankful for that.

"He's simply ravishing...OWWWW!" The crowd give a mixed reaction to the cueing of "Simply Ravishing" and the entrance of Tony Brannigan, clad in all green tonight, strolling out of the Originals' entranceway. COLE And we are now ready for an Original/Upstart, battle of the bigmen! The Upstarts' bodyguard and former HI-YAH Heavyweight Champion Bohemoth faces the single biggest challenge of his career to date, as he takes on the former OAOAST World Heavyweight Champion, Tony "The Body" Brannigan! CABOOSE And you wanna talk Originals...Tony's one of the true originals. Love him or hate him, which I've done plenty of myself, Tony lives and breathes this company. COACH Jeez, why don't you just MARRY him already. CABOOSE Hey, I could do worse than marrying the Best Body in the Business! ... CABOOSE ...I was kidding, obviously. COLE 'Obviously'. Strolling confidently down the aisle, Brannigan has the classic Rick Rude pout on his face, not looking concerned at all as he climbs the steps and enters the ring. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first at this time...hailing from Hollywood, UUU ESS AYY! Weighing in tonight at two hundred, seventy two pounds. A member of Black T and the former OAOAST Heavyweight Champion of the WOORRLLDD... TTOOOOOOOOOOONNYYYYYYY "THE BODY"... BBRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAANNIIIIIIGGGGAAAAAAAAAANN!!!!!! Another loud but mixed reaction goes up, as Brannigan removes his rhinestone encrusted robe and hits the HIP SWIVEL~! Cue camera shot of two young ladies in the fourth row screaming. Carefully, Brannigan passes his robe to an attendant out at ringside. Tony then begins to limber up, while the awesomely cool strains of "Back In Black" by AC/DC cut through the P.A System. Still Tony doesn't look bothered. Even as the frame of Bohemoth appears in the Upstart entranceway. COACH AW YUH, SON~! Stopping on the ramp, Bohemoth looks down into the ring and growls. BUFFER And, his opponent. Hailing from Greensboro, South Carolina and weighing in at two hundred, eighty four and three quarter pounds! Representing The Upstarts! He is a former HI-YAH World Heavyweight Champion...ladies and gentlemen, this IS... BBOOOOOOOOOOHHHH - EEEEEEEMMOOOOOOOTTHHHHHHH!!!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Bohemoth brushes past the fans at the corner of the aisle, jogging determinedly up the steel steps and quickly entering the ring. Lounged in a neutral corner, Tony smirks. Bohemoth glares over at the Black T veteran from the centre of the ring, prompting Buffer to get the hell out of the ring while his legs are still attached to the rest of his body. COLE Man, I wouldn't want to be Charles Robinson right now. CABOOSE Look at him, compared to Tony and Bohemoth. It's almost like you compared to me! Looking nervously to both men, Robinson checks they're ready... *DINGDINGDING!* And we are underway. Neither man reacts to the bell though, Bohemoth remaining in the centre of the ring, Tony still relaxed in the corner. Stand-off. Tony eventually leaves the corner, eyeing up his opposition as he breaks into a mini-jog to get the blood flowing. As he comes to a stop ready to lock-up though, Tony halts, as Bohemoth shows off TEH GUNZ~! COACH YEAH-UH~! CABOOSE Gimme a break! Bohemoth's nothing but a wannabe bodybuilder. He should realise now he's up close and personal, T-Bod is the real deal! Wiping away a smile, Tony gives Robinson a look as if to say "is he for real?" COACH Since when did you like Brannigan so much anyways? CABOOSE Well, when did you start liking Bohemoth so much? COACH Couple'months back. CABOOSE Then that's when I started liking Tony. Give or take a few seconds. Holding his hands up, a little time is bought by Tony. Going to the ropes, he does a quick series of stretches, loosening up the arms before turning back to Bohemoth...DOUBLE BICEP POSE~! Bohemoth begins to scoff, but Tony isn't done. Brushing his hands across his forehead, Tony wipes the sweat from his brow (hey, arena lights are hot man) and flicks the sweat into Bohemoth's face! "YYEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!" COLE Oh boy! Tony isn't intimidated by Bohemoth! The disrespect from T-Bod gets a huge pop from the crowd. It also works Bohemoth up into a rage, the bigman almost foaming at the mouth as he turns away and wipes his face. Still in a rage, Bohemoth then turns around with fists clenched...but Tony cuts him off with a jab! And another! Another! Tony backs Bohemoth into the ropes with the right hands and looks for an irish whip. Reversing, Bohemoth sends Tony into the ropes though. Building some steam, Tony charges back with a shoulder block and nobody moves! Tony stops in his tracks, as Bohemoth dares him to try again. So he does, hitting the ropes and barging into The Upstart. But again, nobody moves! Except Tony that is, who stumbles back a couple of steps as he struggles to keep his footing. Noticeably gaining in confidence, Bohemoth dares Tony on once more, setting himself as Tony rebounds off the ropes. But this time, Tony skids to a halt in front of Bohemoth and rocks him with a right hand! Bohemoth is caught off guard by the blow and stumbles backwards, far enough for Tony to get a run-up on a big clothesline that knocks Bohemoth down! COLE Down goes Bohemoth! The first knockdown of the match is scored by Tony! CABOOSE What is this, Brawl For All? Shut up and watch the damn match! As Bohemoth pulls himself back up, Tony meets him at his knees with a clubbing forearm to the back. And a second. Grabbing hold of ears and mouth, gruesomly, Tony brings Bohemoth back up to a vertical base and nails another right hand. Bohemoth shakes it off though, stunning Tony with a knee. Bohemoth then grabs Tony around the back of the head and flings him face-first into the top turnbuckle in the corner! Recoiling, Tony falls right back into Bohemoth, who sends him in again. This time Brannigan slumps face-down in the corner, giving Bohemoth time to clear the cobwebs. COLE This'll give Bohemoth time to clear the cobwebs! CABOOSE *groans* Clear the cobwebs he does, before pulling Tony out of the corner. An arm wrench sets Tony up, the former World Champion getting pulled into a Short Arm Clothesli...NO! Tony ducks, switching behind Bohemoth and attempting a back suplex. The bigman blocks though. Blocking again. Sensing he can't get Bo up quite yet, Tony quickly changes tactics and shoves Bohemoth forwards into the turnbuckles. And as he staggers out, Tony follows up with a forearm to the kidneys of Bohemoth! Holding onto the tights, Tony then pushes Bohemoth forward a step with one arm, pulling him back with the other...and into the forearm again! This time, Bohemoth falls to his knees. Brannigan isn't done though, pushing Bohemoth forward again... ...but Bohemoth grabs the top rope and hangs on for dear life! Bohemoth's tights are at the verge of being ripped right off now. So, it's thankful that Tony lets go and instead charges with the forearm this time. As Tony connects though, Bohemoth swings back with an elbow which also finds it's target, leaving Bohemoth clutching his back while Tony staggers back towards the centre of the ring. Bohemoth is first to recover, charging through Tony with a clothesline! Immediately he favours his spine, but shrugs it off long enough to make a cover... 1... 2... Barely even two! CABOOSE No way are you going to beat a former World Champion like that. Pulling Tony back up, Bohemoth returns the earlier favour with a couple of quick right hands. Grabbing the arm, Bohemoth then sets Tony up and irish whips him at full power, sending Tony CRASHING into the turnbuckles! Tony bounces out hard and collapses. Bohemoth smiles, mocking Tony with a hip swivel! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Bohemoth catches Tony getting back to his feet and sends him the other way, hard spine first into the opposite turnbuckle than before. The result is the same, as Tony falls to the mat in agony. COLE Tony's a powerful man, no doubt. But the strength that Bohemoth possesses is downright frightening! He's throwing 272 pounds around like it's nothing! As the aching former World Champion clambers up, he's suddenly trapped in a Bearhug. Tony knows all about this hold and tries to escape quickly, with a double ear clap. But he gets hoisted up seconds later! Carrying Tony around like nobody's business, Bohemoth peaks over his opponent's shoulder and finds the corner...charging and driving Tony into the turnbuckles! Tony slumps to his knees momentarily. But Bohemoth picks him straight back up into the Bearhug and sets about crushing Tony into a second corner! And the damage isn't done yet, as Bohemoth picks Tony up again. This time, Bo milks the Bearhug for a few seconds, before sending Tony's lower back into a third turnbuckle! Setting Tony on the buckles, Bohemoth then takes a moment to catch his breath, before reaching up and hauling Tony off the middle rope with an ALMIGHTY Hiptoss!! "OOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE Good lord, what a beil off the buckles! That's two hundred, seventy two pounds! COACH Now THAT'S impressive! Forget shaking your hips and flexing your biceps, that's how the new generation get the job done! Tony writhes in agony as a result of the tremendous throw, as Bohemoth finally decides to attempt the cover... 1... 2... Kickout. Glaring at Robinson briefly, Bohemoth sets Tony up in a seated position and applies a Full Nelson. COLE Submission hold applied. This is really going to wear down Tony here, with the damage that his back has already taken in this match. The seated position Tony is in allows Bohemoth to really lean forward with the move, bending Tony as much over himself as he physically can. Tony's neck is almost at right angles to his shoulders as Bohemoth puts the squeeze on some more. But Tony isn't done yet. Drawing energy from somewhere, Tony rolls to the side and begins to fight back up. Some of the crowd are now rallying behind Tony. Reaching his feet, the next step for Tony is seemingly to reach the ropes. Bohemoth pulls Tony out into the centre of the ring immediately though, showing surprising ring positioning for a 'musclehead'. "TO - NEE!" "TO - NEE!" "TO - NEE!" "TO - NEE!" Suddenly, up go the chants. Something which Tony isn't too accustomed to and even less accustomed to drawing strength from. Bohemoth powers down on the neck again. But Tony won't surrender and backs up, sending Bohemoth back into the turnbuckles. That hurts Tony as much as Bohemoth though and the Full Nelson stays on. COLE Tony's gonna have to use all his veteran instincts to get out of this hold... CABOOSE Yeah, I bet he goes for the nutshot too. Tony clings on in, Charles Robinson asking him if he gives up. He doesn't. Fighting on, Tony begins to inch forwards, feeling out in front of him with his foot for the ropes. He's still a few feet away but he continues to shuffle himself and the hold forwards. Inch. By inch. Until finally, Tony kicks out a foot...and it lands on the middle rope! Robinson springs into life and lays the count on! 1! 2! 3! 4! ...BUT BOHEMOTH PULLS TONY AWAY! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" COLE Damnit, make him break the hold ref! COACH Why? He's not in the ropes... COLE He WAS! The crowd are livid with Robinson, who dares not risk life and limb to force a break. Meanwhile, Bohemoth pulls Tony all the out from the ropes and drills him with a Full Nelson Slam! Falling to his knees with the move, Bohemoth makes an instant hook of the leg... 1... 2... Kickout! COLE Man, that would have been some controversy there if Tony hadn't kicked out. COACH Ah, phfooey! Tony was in the ropes, Bohemoth dragged him out of the ropes...no big deal. CABOOSE Gimme a break...if you were any more biased, Coach, you'd be Michael Cole. COLE Hey! I resent that! Both men are back to their feet now, but Tony is only so by force. Bohemoth whips Tony into the corner. This time, Tony slumps into the turnbuckles, so Bohemoth sprints in and lands a big clothesline in the corner! Tony is thrown up by the force and crashes straight down to the canvas. Bohemoth picks him right back up though, pulling Tony out and into a quick Sidewalk Slam... 1... 2... Shoulder up! Bohemoth climbs straight back up, backing into a corner and encouraging Tony to get back up. Slowly, T-Bod begins to do so and slowly he reaches his feet. Lost for a moment, he turns around looking for Bohemoth...who just happens to be sprinting headlong towards him... ...YAKUZA KICK... ...DUCKED! Bohemoth skids to a halt and quickly turns around, charging again. Tony is waiting on him with a boot to the gut though. And a split second later, Tony follows up with a Million $ Kneelift, snapping Bohemoth's head towards the lights and causing him to stumble back a few steps, falling through the middle rope and landing on the apron. COLE Desperation move from T-Bod, but he's clearly hurting still. CABOOSE No kidding. I'm surprised Bohemoth has done as well as he has so far and it's certainly had an effect. Falling to one knee, Tony clutches at his back while Bohemoth pulls himself up on the apron. Bohemoth is dis-orientated and takes a moment to figure out where he is. Allowing Tony to catch him with a right hand. Another. Bohemoth hangs onto the top rope for dear life, teetering over the edge of the ring. Another right hand. A fourth. Bohemoth is almost gone. Ano...NO, BLOCKED...but Tony blocks as well and knees Bohemoth in the gut! The bigman doubles over on the outside as Tony grabs him by the arm and tries to whip him down the apron. At arms length though, Bohemoth puts on the brakes. And he manages to change the direction of the whip, sending Tony dashing forward and hard, sideways into the turnbuckles in the corner! Tony stumbles out clutching at his ribs, while Bohemoth enters the ring behind him and scurries across, creating a run-up for himself. Some of the crowd are up on their feet, urging Tony not to turn around. But he does so anyway... *SMACK!* ...AND TAKES A FACEFUL OF YAKUZA KICK FOR HIS TROUBLE!! COACH BOOYAH! Out like a light! Tony collapses in a heap, Bohemoth confidently cradling the leg for the pin... 1... 2... SHOULDER UP! "YYYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!" Bohemoth can't believe it, bearing down on Charles Robinson who fearfully backs away into a corner. All the while, followed by Bohemoth Getting his cool, Bohemoth eventually finishing stalking Robinson with a growl before going back for Tony. COLE Bohemoth needs to keep his temper in check here. Beating up the referee won't get you a victory over a former World Champion. COACH No, but it'll sure make you fee... COLE SMALL PACKAGE! SMALL PACKAGE! 1... 2... BOHEMOTH KICKS OUT! Scrambling to his feet, Bohemoth beats Tony up and knees him in the ribs! A second time! And again, just for good luck! Writhing around, Tony groans under his breath, as Bohemoth is thankful not to fall victim to a sneaky pin from T-Bod. CABOOSE That's some veteran cunning there. COACH That's cheating, was what it was! Bohemoth pulls Tony up again, lifting him off his feet and carrying him over into the corner. A forearm from Tony sends Bohemoth staggering back though, caught completely by surprise. Gaining his bearings, Bohemoth charges. Right into a couple of raised boots from Brannigan! Bohemoth staggers backwards, but charges again undettered...into raised boots again! Away staggers Bohemoth again as this time, Tony scales the ropes and comes off the middle with a double axehandle. Bohemoth sees him coming though, CATCHING Tony over his shoulder and DRIVING him back into the corner! The groan from the crowd just about masks the groan from T-Bod, as Bohemoth shakes away the cobwebs. Reaching out, he then grabs Tony by the wrist and yanks him out of the corner...INTO A FRONT SPINEBUSTER! 1... 2... ONLYTWO! "YYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!" COACH NO! Unable to believe his luck, Bohemoth stomps up to his feet and again begins to pursue referee Charles Robinson. Charles wisely leaves the ring this time, leaving Bohemoth to fume on his own. And fume he does, turning to the crowd with eyes like thunder. Thumbs Up. THUMBS DOWN~! COLE Uh-oh, this is it! That's the signal for the Erotic Awakening Of B, which puts everyone down once it connects! Tony Brannigan may be no exception here tonight! COACH He won't be, don't worry! Bohemoth, having given the signal, now looks for the end. Turning back, he stalks Tony, who is pulling himself up on the ropes and looks in a pretty bad way. Just as Bohemoth wants. Grabbing Tony's arm, Bohemoth wheels him around...but Tony stuns him with a thumb to the eye, much to the pleasure of the crowd! Bohemoth stops and clasps a hand over his eye, as Tony stoops low and manages to heave Bohemoth up, just far enough to fall back and drop the bigman throat first across the top rope! COLE Stun Gun! Head and neck snapping back, Bohemoth stumbles backwards, as Tony has found some energy from somewhere. A right hand! Another. And a third. The blows are having their effect but they're not putting down the trained bodyguard, so Tony has to try another tactic. Namely, going to the knee. A quick kick lurches Bohemoth's right leg from underneath him and he sprawls forwards, right into Tony's arms. Lift...and an Inverted Atomic Drop! Bohemoth hops about on the spot, as Tony hits the ropes, running right through Bohemoth with a forearm and knocking him off his feet! "YYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!" Feeling it now, Tony has the adrenaline flowing. Bohemoth is quickly back up, but Tony is waiting on him. Catching Bohemoth with a quick toe kick to the gut, Tony pulls the doubled over Upstart in and sets for the Attitude Adjustment Piledri... ...NO! Tony's back gives way on him and he drops Bohemoth back down. COACH HAHA! Looks like old man Brannigan needs his walker! COLE Oh, come on Coach, be serious! COACH Hey, I know it's serious. Considering his age, that might have been a hernia, right there! HAHA! Left clutching at his back, the injured T-Bod stops and tried to tend to himself. As meanwhile, Bohemoth is back up and grabs Tony, planting him with another Front Spinebuster...BUT TONY HOOKS THE HEAD ON THE WAY DOWN, COUNTERING WITH A DDT!! Both men take the moves! And both men are down, leaving Charles Robinson left standing in the ring to make the count! 1! 2! 3! COLE A superb counter by Tony! But I think he took as much of that move as Bohemoth did! 4! 5! Beginning to stir, Brannigan hears the count and starts to drag himself over to where Bohemoth lays. 6! Bohemoth is out cold, looking up at the lights. All Tony needs to do is crawl a few more feet and he's got Bohemoth KOed, but that's easier said than done with the punishment his back has taken. 7! Over crawls Tony... 8! ...and he drops an arm over Bohemoth! 1... 2... KICKOUT!! COLE Gah! So close to three for Tony! CABOOSE He just couldn't get over in time, with that bad back. Now it's Tony's turn to despair at the close count. But, being a veteran, he doesn't let it affect him. Pulling himself up on the ropes, Tony waits for Bohemoth to get back up. Bohemoth does so and swings wildly for Brannigan, who ducks his head narrowly in time and catches Bohemoth on the way around with a boot to the gut. Applying a front facelock, Tony then sets Bohemoth up for a suplex. No chance. Tony's back isn't strong enough for him to muscle Bohemoth up. So Tony goes to the gut with one, two, three hard knees. Adjusting the facelock, Tony then pulls Bohemoth in and slowly wrenches him around by the neck, until he's back to back with the bigman. "YYEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHH!" CABOOSE Here comes a Rude Awakening! But Bohemoth wants none of the Rude Awakening and starts to throw back elbows. Once the third elbow connects, Tony can hang on no more and crashes forwards. He soon picks himself up. But Bohemoth is waiting, scooping Tony up into his arms with ease! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" COLE Oh no, he caught Tony! COACH YEAH! Erotic Awakening Of B! Carrying Tony quickly into the centre of the ring, Bohemoth sets himself. It's late in the match and Tony is pretty heavy. But that doesn't stop Bohemoth, as he sets and swings T-Bod around... ...out... ...NO! TONY LANDS ON HIS FEET! A couple of quick elbows rock Bohemoth, before Tony goes to the abdomen with a knee. Grabbing the front facelock, Tony then twists Bohemoth into position, swivels the hips...and DROPS BOHEMOTH DOWN! RUDE AWAKENING!! "YYEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!" COLE TONY GOT IT! AT THE SECOND TIME OF ASKING!! The crowd come unglued as Tony holds his ribs, but blocks out the pain and rolls over on top of Bohemoth. 1... 2... 3... NOOOOOOO!! "ooooohhhhhhhhhhhhHHHHHHHH!!" Robinson is up immediately, signalling wildly. Only two. Bohemoth JUST got the shoulder up. Tony holds his head in his hands, teeth gritted in pain as the adrenaline from what he thought was a win washes away, leaving just the pain in his back again. COLE I don't know how, but Bohemoth is still in this match! COACH Heart! Guts! Determination! A whole lotta other crap! But most importantly, YOUTH! CABOOSE That and intimidating the pussy referee to make a slow count! Tony pulls himself up and begins to gingerly pull Bohemoth up too. A forearm to the side of the head sends Bohemoth reeling. Tony grabs him before he can get out of arms' reach though, pulling him into another forearm. But Bohemoth fights back, with a jab! And a more measured right hand! It's a slugfest now, as Tony clubs Bohemoth with another forearm, only to get knocked back with a right hand! And as he stumbles back, Tony is measured by Bohemoth for a clothesline...DUCKED! But Bohemoth is quick on his heels and turns...another clothesline, DUCKED! Again they turn and Brannigan instinctively ducks again. But this time, there's no clothesline. Instead, Bohemoth stops, catching Tony and applying a waistlock. BOHEMOTH IT'S..OVER!! COACH I think it's over guys! Summoning some last energy, Bohemoth heaves up Tony's 272 pounds one last time and hauls him over the shoulder. A powerbomb is clearly intended. But Tony manages to slide out of Bohemoth's grip and over his shoulder. Landing back to back with Bohemoth, Tony quickly lands an elbow. Before reaching back and grabbing the head. The crowd know what's coming, rising to their feet. RUDE AWAKENING!! COLE HE GOT HIM AGAIN!! COACH DAMNIT! Bohemoth's head snaps off of Tony's shoulders and he lurches away, as Tony remains seated. His energy is sapped now. So he simply falls back, draping himself wearily across Bohemoth's chest... 1... 2.... 3!!!! And this time, it's over! *DINGDINGDING!* Relieved, Tony rolls away as Robinson calls for the bell, to a perhaps surprising amounts of cheers from the crowd towards the usually hated T-Bod. BUFFER Your winner of this contest... TTOOOOOOONNYYYYYY BBRRRRRRRAAAAAAANNIIIIGGAAAAAAANN!!!!! Another cheer goes up. Right now, Tony could care less though, clutching his back as he gingerly rolls from the ring and to the arena floor. Cheers or boos...he won. And that's all that matters. COLE What a battle, between two of the OAOAST's bigger superstars! It took TWO Rude Awakenings, but in the end, Tony Brannigan made sure this one went to the form book and the former World Heavyweight Champion picked up the pinfall victory! CABOOSE No surprise in the end, Mickey. It's impressive to survive one Rude Awakening. Nobody could survive two. COLE And Tony scores a victory that will no doubt have our esteemed World Champion fuming. The Upstarts, picking up one in the 'L' column. Which has to be nothing but encouraging for Tony's tag team partner Dan Black later tonight, when he takes on Christian Wright for the HI-YAH Heavyweight Title! COACH ...Bah! What's next? GOLDBERG YOUR NEXT! *snarl* COACH Shouldn't that be 'you're'? GOLDBERG ....I like motorbikes. COACH ... COLE IronTag is next, but Josh Matthews is standing by at ringside! J-MATH Thank you Michael, I'm here with OAOAST November Reign contest winner Emily Sharp of Minneapolis, Minnesota. Emily won a lottery draw to sit ringside here at this OAOAST spectacular, Emily, hows the show been so far? EMILY que? J-MATH (talking in his headset) Wha.. what? WHY DIDN'T ANYONE TELL ME SHE WAS PORTUGUESE? COLE Okay... time for our next contest.