OAOAST IntenseZone - 11/4/02

[Guest alfdogg]

Alfdogg appears on the screen in front of a green background, holding cigarettes in his hands.

 

Hi, this is Alfdogg, the greatest OAOAST World Champion of all time. And ever since I came into the OAOAST, I've been a winner, and a champ. So you can believe me when I tell you this: Smoking will make you a loser, and a chump. *Tears cigarettes*

 

Be a survivor...DON'T SMOKE.

 

Fade out

[Guest Zack Malibu]

(Scene opens to the aWo locker room. Some Guy and CWM are having a beer. Angle-plex is polishing his title. Sandman and Rikishi are at the buffet table. Molly is sitting on AS' lap, when there is a knock on the door.)

 

Anglesault: Now what the fuck could that be.

 

(No one moves)

 

Anglesault: No, don't worry, I'll get it. (muttering) Lazy...

 

(AS opens the door.)

 

Stagehand: Here, Mr. Sault. Mr. Watts wanted me to give you your booking for tonight.

 

(AS grabs the paper and slams the door)

 

Anglesault: My booking. For Christ sakes. Watts acts like I care who I face. I will beat everyone and anyone they put before me, because I am the OAOAST World Champion.

 

(AS begins to read)

 

Anglesault: Oh Jesus Christ. This isn't good. Everyone, meeting time.

 

(AS shoves the camera man out of the room and slams the door.)

 

Ring Announcer: First introducing, in the corner to my right, standing at 6 feet 3 inches, weighing in at 275 pounds, from Sonoma, CA, EL DANDY!

 

El Dandy does his standard "Matt Hardy's "Version 1"" gesture. The crowd cheers.

 

Ring Announcer: Next introducing, standing at 6 feet 2 inches, weighing in at 260 pounds, from Every Woman's Dreams and Every Schoolgirl's Fantasies, THUNDERKID!

 

Thunderkid raises his hands up in the air.

 

Ring Announcer: And introducing last, standing at 6 feet 1 inch, weighing in at 210 pounds, from Mexico City, Mexico, NAZ MISTERY!

 

Naz does a backflip and poses to the crowd.

 

Triple Thread

Naz Mistery vs Thunderkid vs El Dandy

 

The bell rings.All three men circle the ring, waiting for another to make the first move. Thunderkid and El Dandy tie up. Naz runs at them, but they both turn around and nail Naz with right hands. TK and Dandy for a temporary alliance to get Naz out of the match. Brainbuster by Dandy on Naz. TK hits a moonsault off the top, and covers Naz for a 2 count. Double backbreaker by TK and Dandy. Dandy puts an archilles lock onto Naz, while Thunderkid runs against the ropes and hits a dropkick to Naz's face. TK covers Naz, but Dandy pulls him off at the 2 count. TK and Dandy start pushing each other. Naz low blows TK and dropkicks him, sending him out of the ring. Dandy runs at Naz, but Naz is ready and hits a japanese armdrag. Dandy gets right back up, only to be hit with another japanese armdrag . Thunderkid gets back in the ring, but Naz runs against the ropes and hits a tilt-a-whirl flying headscissors on him. Dandy hits Naz with a few chops. He thows Naz against the ropes and hits a drop toehold. Naz rolls out of the ring.

 

Thunderkid hits a reverse DDT on Dandy. Cover for the 2 count. TK irish-whips Dandy into the ropes, following it up with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. TK picks Dandy up and hits a devastating powerbomb. He covers Dandy for a 2 count. Naz enters with a leaping hurricanranna onto TK from the ring apron. Cover for the 1 count. Dandy picks Naz off of Thunderkid and hits a lethal german suplex, and bridges for a 2 count. TK hits a series of chops on Dandy. TK puts Dandy onto the turnbuckle, setting him up for a superplex, but it's reversed into a tornado DDT. Dandy covers Thunderkid for a 2 count. Naz picks up El Dandy and hits a Gory Guerrero Special. Bulldog from TK onto Naz. Dandy is leaning against the ropes as TK clothslines him, sending them both over the top, onto the concrete. Dandy and TK are exchanging blows when Naz jumps off the top rope and hits both of them with a moonsault. Naz throws Dandy into the ring. Sunset flip from Naz onto Dandy for a 2 count. TK enters the ring and hits a Falcon Arrow onto Naz. El Dandy hits a Lygerbomb onto TK. Cover by Dandy. 1..2...Kickout! El Dandy calls for the El DANDYATOR~! He picks Naz up and he hits it! He makes the cover, but Thunderkid breaks it up at 2! TK hits the THUNDERBOLT DDT~ on El Dandy. TK is to hurt to make the cover. TK gets up after a few seconds, only to be hit with the TOP ROPE SUPER MYSTRYCANRANA! Naz covers TK, but only gets a two count due to El Dandy breaking up the cover. Naz, still hurt from the El Dandyator, hits Dandy with a dropkick. With Dandy down, Naz looks for the win by locking in an inverted mexican surfboard! Dandy is screaming in pain as TK runs off the ropes and bulldogs him out of the surfboard! Naz and Thunderkid start exchanging right hands.

 

TK picks Naz and and drives him right into the mat with a cradle piledriver. El Dandy gets up and falls out of the ring. Thunderkid picks up Naz and tries to hit a german suplex, but Naz lands on his feet! Naz jumps and dropkicks TK out of the ring. El Dandy enters only to be hits with another japanese armdrag. Naz limps over to the turnbuckle. He jumps off the top trying to hit a moonsault, but Dandy rolls out of the way. TK jumps off another turnbuckle and hits a frogsplash onto Naz. Naz kicks out at 2. Dandy jumps off the top with a frog splash of his own, onto both Thunderkid and Naz. Dandy can't stay on them to make the cover. TK goes for a leg sweep on Dandy, but Dandy jumps and leg drops TK's face into the mat! Cover for the 2 count. Naz jumps off the top and hits a 720-Splash on Thunderkid. El Dandy hits a Lygerbomb on Naz. 1...2...Naz kicks out! TK, still hurt from the leg drop, hits another THUNDERBOLT DDT on El Dandy! All three men are down in the ring. Naz slides over to El Dandy's prone body, and puts an arm on his chest as a pin attempt, but El Dandy is able to get a shoulder up at the last second! Naz gets to his feet, and pulls Dandy up, readying him for a piledriver, or maybe a powerbomb. TK pulls himself up via the ropes, and turns to see Naz about to hit a move on El Dandy. TK leaps over BOTH guys, sunset flip style, and pulls Naz to the mat...3 COUNT!

 

Winner:Thunderkid

[Guest Zack Malibu]

IZHD cuts backstage to Kevin Kelly. Kelly is stanind outside Angle-Plex's locker room.

 

Kevin Kelly: Keven Kelly reporting. I'm right outside of Angle-Plex's locker room, hoping to get some comments from him about his match later tonight.

 

Angle-Plex walks out of his locker room, wearing his red, white and blue bandanna along with his super-cool sunglassess.

 

Kevein Kelly: Can I get your thoughts on your huge title defense tonight inside of a steel cage aginst Mystery Eskimo and Zack Malibu?

 

Angle-Plex: Excuse me. In case you didn't happen to see the huge, shiny object around my waist; I'm the OAOAST Nort American Champion. I thought we treated champions with respect around here Kevin.

 

Kevin Kelly: I didn't say anything disrespectful.

 

Angle-Plex: Sure, Kevin. But you need to learn a simple phrase; treat other as you would like to be treated.

 

Kevin Kelly: What are you talking about?

 

Angle-Plex: The first step is to admit your fault Kevin. Now as for my match. This is a tragedy. I just won my belt, and now I have to defend without even getting a vacation? What the hell is that? I know for a fact that after Big Poppa Popick won his title - now MY title - that he was living it up in the bahamas. Me? No. I have to defend my belt against not one, but two men. Inside of a steel cage too.

 

Kevin Kelly: What about your opponents; Mystery Eskimo and Zack Malibu?

 

Angle-Plex: Let me tell you something: Mystery Eskimo just doesn't know when to quit does he? I mean, I beat him for the OAOMEF World Championship inside of a cell, then I carry him to OAOMEF Tag Team gold, then I single-handedly destroy his entire federation. Wouldn't you think that he would give it up by now? All he is doing is wasting my time, making me beat him time and time again in all types of matches. Mystery Eskimo, stop kidding yourself, all you're doing is humiliating yourself.

 

As for Zack Malibu, well I want a piece of his teen pop-star wannbe ass! You see, I want to prove to the world that I can beat anyone at anytime in any type of match. Well a few months ago on Heldown, Zack Malibu beat me for the most popular superstar contest. Well Zack, that was months ago, and I'm a changed man. Sure, we are both popular. In fact, we have a lot in common. But the biggest difference between Zack and I is that when I win a belt, I hold onto it for more than just a day. Hell, his World Title reign was so short, they don't even recognize it in the record books. Me? Well, nobody, and I mean NOBODY, ever beat me for the OAOMEF World Title when I had it. I retired that belt when I retired that federation.

 

Kevin Kelly: But you never even defend it.....

 

Angle-Plex: Shut up Kevin! I'd normally tell you to go back to your gay hookers and your "man-lovin'" as you like to call it, but I just know you want to stick around to see me succesfully defend my title later tonight. See ya around, kiddo.

 

Angle-Plex walks back into his locker room as IZHD cuts to a commercial.

Camera cuts to the back with Reject getting some coffee. He begins to walk away with the cup when he bumps into Jingus and spills it on him. Reject laughs.

 

Reject: Hope it didn't "burn you up".

 

Jingus takes the cup and eats it whole, remaining coffee and all.

 

Reject: Y'know, I know you like to push people around because you're all big, but I'm not some punk pushover and I don't take that from anyone.

 

Jingus: Oh yeah? So, what're you going to do about it?

Reject: Kick your ass-anytime, any place.

Jingus: How about right now?

 

Reject kicks Jingus in the lower extremities, which only serves to piss off the big man. Jingus grabs Reject and tosses him into a wall and begins pounding on him. A ref appears on the scene and a falls-count-anywhere is underway. Jingus throws another punch at Reject, which is ducked causing Jingus to hit the wall and leave a huge hole. Reject scampers off and looks for an equalizer. He finds a conveniently placed cake on a table and grabs it. He tosses it at Jingus who swats it away. Reject takes advantage of the split-second delay to land a stick kick to Jingus's ribs and follows up with a series of shots that manages to unbalance the devilman. Reject hits a roundhouse kick to the side of the head and covers for a 2-count. Reject gets up and scurries out of view of the camera. After a few moments, Jingus recovers and chases after him. We cut to another part of the backstage area where Reject is ascending a scaffolding-type setup. As he reaches the top, Jingus appears below. Reject jumps off and aims for Jingus, but he turns just in time to catch Reject and slam him hard to the floor. Reject writhes in pain as Jingus pulls him to his feet. Jingus grabs him by the throat and tosses him into a row of folded chairs resulting in a big mess. He pulls Reject back up and rams him into the wall repeatedly. Jingus goes to the farside of the area and grabs a chair before returning to Reject, who managed to make a recovery enough in that time to land a low blow on Jingus, temporarily dazing him. Reject leaves and makes his way to ringside. Jingus-chair in hand-follows after a few moments. They both make their way down the aisle towards the ring. Reject reaches the ring and climbs in. Jingus tosses the chair at him but misses. Jingus is about to enter the ring when the lights dim and the Titantron comes on. Both men turn their attention to the screen as Triple H slowly makes his way out to the entranceway to massive boos.

 

Triple H: Hey, Jingus....how's it going buddy? You seem to be pretty happy lately. Well, I know some people who are not so happy. That's right Jingus.... does GIRL IN AN ANGEL COSTUME RING A BELL, JINGUS?!

 

At this point, a picture of a girl in an angel costume has appeared on the Titantron.

 

Triple H: That's right, Jingus. YOU ARE A MURDERER!!!!!

 

Crowd gives no heat, but Jingus sells it as though he's been shot. He begins holding his head and shaking. Triple H disappears behind the curtains as Reject comes flying out of the ring with a chairshot to the back of Jingus's head, knocking him out. He covers....1....2.....3!!!!! Reject jumps up and dances around for his victory, until he notices Jingus stirring at which point he quickly disappears down the aisle. Jingus has trouble standing up, maybe moreso because of the accusation than the chairshot. He refuses assistance from the official and slowly staggers to the back.

 

Our cameras shift to the backstage locker-room area, where the aWo has yet again kidnapped one of the OaOasT cameramen. With the unsteady hand of a very frightened worker, the aWo congregate across a big oval table.

 

ANGLESAULT

Well fellas, what a great week wasn't it? Too bad we didn't get to run out the OaOMEF the way we wanted to.

 

ANGLEPLEX

Heh, still though, I can't believe they bought into my ploy to kick out SuperShit. Now CWM and SomeGuy can pick up the tag team titles when Jingus and Eskimo aren't looking

 

CWM

Yup.

 

ANGLESAULT

We still have the matter of the OaOasT to be concerned about. And that's why you're here Sandman.

 

SANDMAN

Well, better to be a part of a winning team than the losing one. This way, there's more blood to be spilt.

 

ANGLPLEX

And you're going to spill some tonight.

 

SANDMAN

Whose? Popick's? I'd love to mess that pretty little face of his...

 

ANGLESAULT

In time, in time. No, we have a better assignment for you tonight.

 

SANDMAN

I'm giddy with excitement.

 

ANGLESAULT

Tony. Tony the freaking Body. You know he is and will always be a thorn in our side as long as he is walking.

 

SANDMAN

But Popick's got some pull..

 

ANGLESAULT

Popick? Please. He's gone off the deep end thinking he's some sort of savior figure. He ain't no Jesus, Mary, or Joseph..

 

ANGLEPLEX

Actually, Joseph is his middle...

 

ANGLESAULT

Shutup Agnes. Say one more useless thing and I swear I'll make you job your title to Derek the Fish.

 

ANGLEPLEX

...

 

ANGLESAULT

Popick will be dealt later. Right now he's buddy buddy with Zack, leaving Tony all alone. Hell, we know Popick or Zack won't even bother helping Tony tonight.

 

SANDMAN

Blood...

 

ANGLESAULT

Tony's blood.

 

SANDMAN

I've never beaten up a helpless old man before. This should be fun and exhilerating.

 

CWM

Good, it's next.

 

SANDMAN

Oh my brothers...Tony shall feel all my pain!

::Leaves::

 

ANGLESAULT

Now onto our super-secret return of BigM....

 

::Camera fades out::

[Guest Zack Malibu]

"Simply Ravishing" is heard by the rabid OaOasT fans as Tony the Body comes out, feather boas and everything to the deafening roar of the crowd. His smug smiles gives away a false confidence, for he knows the aWo has sent Sandman tonight to not beat him with a clean pinfall, but leave him lying a bloody mess. His strategy is obvious. Win as quickly as possible, and leave fast. With little fuss, he climbs into the ring and checks the ropes, getting ready for a grueling match, his first singles match in many years.

 

"aWo Porno" blares and the crowd lets out a collective groan of disapproval as Sandman walks out, dragging with him a baseball bat of barb-wired and thumbtacks. It's obvious that bat is not meant to hit any baseball player, but rather our very own Tony. Sandman's sick look and menacing yet faraway grin is definitely frightening.

 

Suprisingly, Sandman places the bat down in front of the ring and slides in, squaring up to face Tony in the middle. We have the bell rung, and the match is on

 

SINGLES MATCH

Tony the Body vs. Sandman

 

Tony straight avoids a Sandman lunge, slapping a frontal facehold and grounding the man. Sandman shocks Tony by rolling through and locking in a hammerlock. Both men up to their feet, Tony rocks Sandman's jaw with two hard elbow strikes to get out of the hammerlock. Tony spins around for a hard left, but gets leveled with a Sandman clothesline!

 

Sandman crouches to a gasping Tony, taunting the man who is half his age. Tony instinctively grabs Sandman's neck rolling over into a mount position, and unleahes a furry of rights and lefts that harken back to Tony's glory days! The last punch lands a bit high on Sandman's nose, and its impact Tony notices immediately, scrambling back and away from Sandman.

 

Sandman is bleeding. Sandman is pissed. Very pissed.

 

Tony charges for the legs, but Sandman jumps up, over, and then down with an elbow to the back of Tony's head. Sandman introduces Tony to his own version of a mount, and pounds away at Tony's forehead, trying to cut him open hardway. The referee finishes his five count and pulls Sandman off Tony, who lies there rolling around in the pain. His face already shows bruises from the non-pulled punches.

 

Sandman crawls over and hooks a far leg, which earns him a two-count before Tony gets the shoulder up. He wasn't really looking for a pin there, but really wanted to gauge how far gone Tony actually was.

 

Sandman walks over to the turnbuckle and sits down a la Raven, waiting for Tony to revive himself. Slowly, Tony staggers to his feet, only to turn around into a Sandman running neckbreaker. Sandman immediately slaps on a Rings of Saturn submission maneuver

 

Tony, painfully and slowly, makes his way to the closest ropes, mangaging to touch the ring ropes. Sandman breaks the hold and again sits down next to the turnbuckle, waiting for Tony to get up.

 

Tony takes his time, and is really having a hard time using his shoulders and arms to pull himself up. Tony staggers backward to the middle of the ring as Sandman runs in for a tackle. Tony remembers what happened just a few minutes ago, and sidesteps the rushing Sandman, hitting a drop toe hold.

 

Sandman's face splats the canvas and Tony lunges down with a hard elbow to the spine of the deathcore legend. Tony rolls over and stands up. Sandman spins around with a scowl on his face, and ducks through the bottom rope. He returns with the baseball bat he brought earlier.

 

Tony tries to run out of the ring, but Sandman grabs him from behind, and hits a barb-wire and thumbtack bat assited Russian Legsweep, earning him a DQ from the referee.

 

Your winner, as a result of a disqualification, Tony the Body!

 

After the match, Sandman dumps the referee and pulls Tony up. Squaring away, oblivious to the crowd's increasing pitch of cheers, Sandman goes to hit Tony. His arm's natural motion is stopped right before he connects by Big Poppa Popick's right hand! BPP grabs the bat away from Sandman while nailing Sandman with a hard left to the cheek! BPP, enraged, swings for the bleachers, but Sandman ducks at the last second. BPP hits Tony square in the face, leaving thumbtacks and barb-wired meshed into Tony's face. Sandman slaps BPP off the ring apron and runs away through the crowd, with BPP giving chase.

 

Tony, meanwhile, lies with a crimson mask watching the two run off. He pulls the wire and tacks out himself, obviously very, very upset. It's obvious someone is going to pay, and pay dearly.

 

It's very interesting to note that the last thing Tony saw before the bat connected was BPP wearing his old Deadly Alliance shirt. Interesting indeed.

[Guest Zack Malibu]

The Superstar vs. Mike Van Siclen

 

The lights in the OAOAST Arena go dark, when all of a sudden…

 

“I shut ‘em down”

 

The crowd pops big as MVS makes his way down to the ring, illuminated by a single blue spotlight. He slides into the ring and holds one hand up, and like MAGIC, the lights come back on.

 

“Downfall” hits and out comes The Superstar to deafening boos. He has Evenflow’s OAOAST X Championship around his waist and a cocky sneer on his face. He calmly makes his way into the ring, while staring a hole in MVS. The two circle each other before the official calls for the bell and WE ARE UNDERWAY!

 

Superstar starts out by talking trash to Mike…who responds with a flurry of right hands! Superstar backs into a corner to avoid MVS, but instead falls victim to a mudhole stomping! The referee tries to pull Mike away, which only gives Superstar time to launch out of the corner with a lariat. A quick cover gets 1.5. Superstar whips Mike into the ropes, but MVS lands on his feet after an attempted back body drop and dropkicks Superstar down. Superstar scrambles to the outside to catch his breath, as the crowd works a “Supershit” chant. As Superstar is jawing with a fan, MVS climbs to the top rope and leaps off to the outside with a flying press on Superstar!

 

MVS whips Superstar into the ring steps, but it’s reversed as Mike goes crashing into the metal. Superstar follows this up with a vertical suplex on the cold, hard concrete before entering the ring. He waits for Mike to get up, runs off the ropes, and launches off, but the SOMERSAULT PLANCHA MISSES AND SUPERSTAR LANDS BACK-FIRST ON THE COLD, HARD CONCRETE! What a shock. MVS rolls Superstar into the ring, and a cover gets two. He brings Superstar into the corner and signals for more mudhole stomping, but the ref pulls him away (?), which allows Superstar to hit an undetected WELL PLACED KICK TO THE NUTS to take over. Superstar climbs to the second rope to deliver a GHETTO BLASTER to the back of Mike’s head. Lateral press gets two. MVS reverses a cross-corner whip, however, but misses a charge and goes shoulder first into the turnbuckle pole! Superstar immediately takes advantage of this by striking the arm, and hitting an over-the-shoulder judo throw. He immediately locks in an armbar, and the crowd works an “MVS” chant. Mike fights out and hits Superstar with the lift and dropkick, injuring his arm even further in the process. They both get up at the same time, and Mike ducks a Superstar clothesline and sets him up for the Russian Roulette…which Superstar reverses into a high-angle back suplex. Cover: 1…2.NO. Superstar stomps at Mike’s injured arm, before trying a cross-arm breaker…which Mike reverses into a cradle: 1…2…NO!

 

Superstar pops up and sets up MVS for a tiger driver, but Mike reverses into a small package: 1…2…NO! Superstar is visibly pissed off, and he immediately takes Mike down with an STO. Superstar brings MVS into the corner and hits some knife-edge chops, before putting Mike into an arm-wringer, climbs to the top rope, and OMG IT’S THE OLD SKEWL UNDERTAKER ROPEWALK THINGY, right on Mike’s injured arm! Superstar with an Irish whip, and catches MVS with a snap powerslam! Cover gets two. He grabs Mike’s injured arm in preparation for a short-arm clothesline, but Mike reverses it into a crucifix pin: 1…2…NO! Mike ducks another clothesline and uses his good arm to hoist Superstar up into the stalling powerslam! Cover: 1…2…NO! Mike groggily climbs to the top rope for the Guillotine Legdrop, but Superstar is up and pushes Mike off the top rope, and he tumbles to the cold, hard concrete below! Superstar heads outside with him, and gives Mike a front suplex onto the announce table. He goes back into the ring and climbs to the top rope…he signals…FROG SPLASH FROM THE TURNBUCKLE TO THE ANNOUNCE TABLE…BUT MIKE MOVES AND SUPERSTAR GOES CRASHING THROUGH THE TABLE!

 

After Mike recovers, he brings Superstar into the ring and sets him up…CODE RED! Cover: 1…2…SUPERSTAR GETS HIS FOOT ON THE ROPE! As Mike argues with the referee, Superstar groggily gets up and gives a forearm shot to Mike’s back, followed by a GERMAN SUPLEX! Superstar slowly climbs to the top rope, and once again comes off with the Frog Splash, but he nails it! Cover: 1…2…NO! Superstar is in shock. A Superstar Irish whip is reversed, but Superstar grabs Mike’s arm after a clothesline attempt and brings it down with a single-arm DDT! Superstar locks in a cross-arm breaker on Mike’s injured arm as another “MVS” chant starts up. However, it looks like Mike is slowly fading from the pain…until he gets a burst of adrenaline and grabs the bottom rope! Superstar finally breaks the hold after the ref reaches 4, and whips Mike into the ropes. Mike ducks a shoulder block and goes for a leg lariat, which Superstar evades and gets a rollup with the tights: 1…2…NO! Both men are at opposite corners, and charge, hitting a double clothesline, which takes both down.

 

The ref starts the count: 1…2…3…4…5…6…Superstar starts to get up…7…Mike is getting up…8…9…finally both men are up, and Mike catches Superstar in the Crossface Halo, but Superstar gives Mike a mule kick! He hoists him up for the Anglesault-killer Tombstone, but Mike rolls out, and lifts Superstar up for the Van Slaminator! But wait…Mike’s arm gives out on him, and he collapses to the mat! Superstar quickly climbs up top…SUPERSPLASH~! Cover: 1…2…3!!!!

 

Winner: The Superstar in 13:47, via the SuperSplash

 

MVS receives a standing ovation as he refuses medical attention and walks to the back on his own. Superstar, however, remains in the ring, holding Evenflow’s X Title with a smirk on his face. He grabs a microphone.

 

Superstar: Oh, Evenflow. You thought you could take this belt away from me. You thought that by bloodying me and beating me into unconsciousness, you could avoid the inevitable. You thought you would be able to avoid being beaten within an inch of your life and pinned by whom you once considered a lackey…THE SUPERSTAR. But you see, I don’t go down that easily. That’s why I made the match last week. Breakdown isn’t too far away. You see Evenflow, last week I challenged you to a triple cage match for *MY* X-Title. But as the week went on, I got to thinking…a triple cage isn’t good enough. A triple cage isn’t STRONG ENOUGH to hold all the HATRED I have for you! That’s when I started thinking about classic matches of the past. And then it hit me harder than the ill-advised SuperSplash I took in my empty-arena match with Chris Jericho on Breakout: 3…Stages…of HELL. Evenflow, at Breakdown we are going to fight to the death in three grueling matches. That is, if you make it that far. I plan on physically dissecting you in the first ‘wrestling match’ fall, and then beating you to a bloody pulp in the street fight. There’s not a chance in HELL of you forcing the cage match. But if by some miracle of God you pin me, it’ll just be worse. Cage match. No escape. No way out. Just me kicking your ass and claiming what is rightfully mine: The OAOAST X Championship. I know that you’re back at home nursing your injuries. You’re physically and mentally destroyed from your match last week, so there’s no way of accepting my challenge. But seeing as I am the *TRUE* OAOAST X Champion, I’ll be accepting the match FOR you. Tonight, MVS was just an example of what I can do to people I don’t like. And Evenflow, I *HATE* you. Prepare for hell. It’s not too far away.

 

Superstar drops the mic as “Downfall” plays and he heads up the ramp.

 

 

 

*Zack and BPP are talking in Zack's locker room, when suddenly the door opens, and Alfdogg comes in. He gets right in Zack's face, not even acknowledging the presence of BPP.

ZM:"Someone failed etiquette class..."

 

Alf: "Let's get one thing straight, Malibu. You SCREWED me out of that title at Excessive Force. If it wasn't for your shabby officiating job, I would have kicked Anglesault's ass and I'd be holding the belt right now as we speak...either that, or I'd be having Evenflow's BITCH over there shining it."

 

(Zack starts to jump at Alf, but BPP stops him.)

ZM:"You're three minutes are just about up, Alf."

 

Alf: "Oooh...looks like I hit a nerve. Let me get to my point. Well, actually, I have two of them. First off, the least you owe me is the No. 1 contendership for my belt, should you win it at Breakdown. As for my second point...after I was screwed out of my belt, CWM went on to hand that belt to AS, after having it handed to him himself by you at Excessive Force. Now...knowing the type of guy you are, I think there is a *high* possibility that this is in fact NOT a coincidence.

 

(Alf sees Popick finally)

 

Alf: "Oh hey, Popick. A little advice...if I were you, this would be the LAST guy I'd be trusting right now. See ya!"

 

(Alf blows a kiss to Alison before he leaves, which enrages Zack again. The crowd is left stunned)*

[Guest Zack Malibu]

*"The Wall" blares over the PA as Alfdogg approaches the ring, getting a mixed reaction.

 

Alf: The first thing I want to touch on tonight, is last Monday, when Sandman finally got his win over Evenflow. Now Evenflow, I gotta say, you should have stopped while you were ahead. You knew it was bound to come to this. After all, last time me and Sandie met in this ring...he kicked *my* ass, fair and square. How may people can say they've done that? Beat me...the greatest OAOAST champion of all time, the backbone of the Deadly Alliance, a guy who beat the ENTIRE aWo all by himself...clean, in the middle of the ring? Not very many. In fact, you could count them on one hand. So all I can say, pal, is you brought this on yourself.

 

Now, on to the REAL reason I'm out here...to talk about this six-pack challenge coming up at Breakdown. I'm sure a lot of people are wondering "how can you keep control of BPP, Zack, Tony, and 3 aWo'ers?" Well, I think the answer is simple. Seeing as how I BEAT Zack Malibu...seeing as how I BEAT Big Poppa Popick...seeing as how I BEAT the entire aWo at the same damn time...I think that makes me perfectly capable of maintaining order in a match liike this.

 

(removes his shirt to reveal a referee's shirt underneath, which draws a huge reaction)

 

And besides...I don't have a match anywey. So if I don't get this assignment, that's a pretty big chunk of buyrates that go down the drain.

 

Just something for you to think on, Billy Boy.

 

"The Wall" hits as Alfdogg departs the ring*

 

Backstage, BPP is seen leaving his commissioner's office, now located inside the auspices of the In-Crowd locker room. Zack bids him farewell as we see Alison inside as well. BPP nods to them both and heads off, still wearing the old Deadly Alliance shirt. Michael Cole is standing nearby, and catches BPP for some comments

 

COLE

Popick, any reason for the DA shirt tonight? Are you trying to say something, hint at something perhaps?

 

POPICK

No, Cole, its laundry day. I'm cleaning out my closet. Everything else is in the wash, becoming new and clean again.

 

COLE

So this has no signficance?

 

POPICK

It's only significance is that I spent three months in a stable with a raving lunatic, a bloodthirsty savage, a deaf-mute, and two jobbers. How's that for significance?

 

Popick shrugs his shoulders and walks away as Cole, as always, looks clueless

 

"aWo Porno" once again hits the soundstage as CobainWasMurdered trots out to the ring, with gnomes in tow. This gnome army has become somewhat of a running joke to many in the OaOasT, as CWM actually thinks the miniscule figurines are alive and "following" him. Of course, the crowd boos the former commissioner

 

The arena darkens as "Aww Naww" slowly starts up, putting the crowd on its feet. Many wonder who the most popular OaOaster is, and BPP is definitely making a case tonight. Zack Malibu might show him up though later on in the main event. No wonder how the two became friends, perhaps out of respect, perhaps out of convience, or perhaps because the fans simply wanted to cheer both of them.

 

It is also interesting to note that BPP is now the sole commissioner, but rumor backstage says Zack Malibu helped produce this show and may be groomed to serve as an additional commissioner.

 

SINGLES MATCH

CobainWasMurdered vs. Big Poppa Popick

 

CWM and BPP hit the basic collarbone and elbow tie-up. BPP turns that into a hammerlock, which CWM reverses into a back-side sleeper. BPP drops down with what amounts to a modified stunner! Innovation! BPP goes for a quick cover, but CWM kicks out.

 

Dragging him up by the hair, BPP brings CWM to the ropes. BPP yells "Wooo!" and hits a hard chop to CWM's chest. Two more follow as the crowd follows along. CWM clutches his chest in pain. BPP double-underhooks and goes for a ddt. CWM blocks it by dropping to his knees, catching BPP across his back, then jumping up and dumping BPP out of the ring.

 

BPP lands hard on his back, and barely moves when CWM slides under the ring ropes and to the floor. CWM grabs BPP by the hair and throws him into the STEEEEEEL steps. BPP's left shoulder connects with a terrible thud, and the commissioner clutches it in pain.

 

CWM senses his opportunity and rolls BPP back into the ring. As BPP lies prone, CWM hits an elbow drop to the injured shoulder, following it up with a version of the Crossface, wrenching BPP's neck and shoulder.

 

The crowd senses that BPP is in danger, so they start chanting his name. The chants wake the man up, and BPP slowly crawls to the ropes. Minutes later of being in the same hold, BPP grabs ahold of the bottom rope for dear life, and CWM is forced to break it.

 

CWM gloats in the middle of the ring, and signals for the PollyCutter! The crowd boos at this, and then the boos grow louder. CWM soaks this up and begs BPP to get himself up. BPP struggles to pull himself up on the ring ropes, and turns to face CWM. BPP smiles, and points to CWM, mouthing "behind you!"

 

CWM turns around, suprised, as Tony the Body himself crashes the barb-wire bat used earlier tonite into CWM's shoulder, knocking the former commissioner out of the ring.

 

Your winner, by disqualification, CobainWasMurdered!

 

BPP straigtens up and lumbers over to Tony, obviously to thank him for saving him from a loss. Tony's face turns from one of happiness to rage, and he swings the bat right into BPP's damaged left shoulder! The bat sticks in as BPP falls down clutching it! Tony pulls the bat, some shirt, and some skin off of BPP. Cackling gleefully, Tony removes BPP's shirt and swings away again, this time like a professional golfer, hitting a hole-in-one shot again on BPP's left shoulder. This time, Tony leaves the bat entwined with BPP's flesh. He grabs a mic and gets down on one knee.

 

TONY

Popick, I've got a proposal for you. These altercations we're having. They aren't good for the OaOasT. Personally, I don't think you're good for the OaOasT. And I for one second don't believe that you brought out the old DA shirt just because it's "laundry day". I remember those days BPP. I remember who you were. You're full of it BPP, and it's time that your little borne again high and mighty self get sent to hell.

 

Next week, on IntenseZone! I've booked the main event. You, and me, and a 15 foot high steel cage. What's on the line? How about who gets to pick the new Commissioner? If you win, you get to pick. If I win, I pick.

 

And BPP, the contract will be...above the cage. You're going down son. You're going straight to hell next week. Enjoy your fall from grace son.

 

Tony leaves to boos as BPP convulses in the ring, obviously needing medical attention.

[Guest Zack Malibu]

(AS is pacing in the back, World title over his shoulder. He is talking on the phone.)

 

Anglesault: I don't give a fuck how busy you are. You know who I'm facing tonight. You cab get your ass up and help me deal with it. Fuck You. I'll remember this.

 

(AS slams the phone shut and storms off)

 

(The crowd is cheering, waiting for the next match. Suddenly, the entire arena goes black. The crowd is hushed, not totally sure of what to expect. But the telltale sign starts appearing, when One letter at a time, a red "a," a white "W," and a blue "o" appear on the ramp. The fans know what is coming, but are still not too sure of who it is. The booing starts anyway. The aWo porno starts, then stops. The fans cheer at the prospect of no aWo. After a few seconds, "How You Remind Me" By Nickelback starts playing, and Anglesault's trademark pyro shoots off. The fans are livid as OAOAST Champion Anglesault storms out to the ring.)

 

Anglesault: You know, one of the things that I value in life is respect. I give respect to everyone, and I DEMAND it in return. But recently, I've been getting anything BUT respect! Tony, that old burnt out commentator has the nerve to challenge ME to a match and expect to WIN? Is he out of his mind? I'm Anglesault, the only TWO TIME OAOAST Champion, the first King of OAOAST, and the best damn wrestler here! And Tony thinks he can beat me? Who the hell are you, Tony? What exactly have you done since the Carter Administration? Why don't you just go back to the home and play Bingo, and leave the fighting to those of us who can't give a first hand account of Vietnam?

 

Anglesault: But he isn't the only one who has disrespected me. Big Poppa Popick, that Bible thumbing identity crisis loony toon, and Zack Malibu that California Valley Girl wannabe think that their little two person supreme fighting force is enough to topple the mighty aWo? Yeah. Nice try boys. The aWo is bigger and better than the Deadly Allowance or the Prep Squad ever was. You two, just like everyone else, will ultimately fall to the aWo. It's a forgone conclusion, and quite frankly, I'm offended that you even bother anymore.

 

Anglesault: But my big problem is with Bill Watts. What the FUCK is your problem? Did those bats hit you a little too hard? Or are you just going senile? I am your WORLD CHAMPION and you put me in this match tonight? Are you out of your fucking mind? What the hell could have possibly caused you to book this? You know what? Fuck this. I've got to go back and prepare for this fucking match. So you can all thank Watts for losing my insight.

 

("How You remind Me" hits again as AS throws the mic down and heads to the back.)

 

 

Backstage, Zack Malibu and Alison come over to check on BPP, who is getting cleaned up.

 

ZACK

You gonna be all right?

 

BPP

I've been hit worse by better people.

 

ZACK

Look, we've got the aWo to worry about. I really don't know if you and Tony should take this squabble as far as the cage match.

 

BPP

Zack, it's too late. I've already decided what needs to be taken.

 

ZACK

What, the commisionership?

 

BPP

No, his soul.

 

(Zack and Alison, stunned, look at each other.)

 

ZACK

I've gotta get ready. We'll touch on this later.

 

(BPP slightly nods in agreement, as Zack and Alison walk off.)

[Guest Zack Malibu]

"How You Remind Me" plays yet again tonight, and it only serves to remind the people how much they HATE this guy. Anglesault strolls down the ramp, wearing his prized possession, the World Title that he feels was custom made for him. A look of concern is on AS' face, as we're about to find out who the opponent is that has him weary.

 

AS requests the mic...actually, he demands it, as only he can.

 

ANGLESAULT

So, it all comes down to this. The politics of this company are making me SICK! They're so afraid of the aWo, that they've sanctioned a match that I should not have to partake in! A match with an individual who could...ah hell, just introduce the SOB.

 

AS whispers in the announcers ear, and the announcer has a look of puzzled shock on his face. AS tells him to do it, so he obliges.

 

ANNOUNCER

And the opponent...EVENFLOWDDT!!!

 

The crowd ERUPTS, as Evenflow's Angle-Tron video begins playing, however, he never comes out.

 

ANGLESAULT

OK, we must have busted his eardrum last week, so I'll say it a little louder...EVENFLOWDDT, come on down!

 

Again, nothing.

 

ANGLESAULT

No Evenflow? Aw, what a shame. You know what, it's probably better that way, because he would have probably died walking to the ring. So, Mr. Official, earn your paycheck, count to 10, and announce me the winner via countout!

 

The referee looks unimpressed, but begins counting anyways. At the count of 10, the bell sounds.

 

ANNOUNCER

Your winner, via countout, and still...

 

(Suddenly, the lights go out. Fans everywhere scream, and flashbulbs go off throughout the arena. Just when the crowd reaction starts dying out, a loud voice comes over the PA...)

 

VOICE

Truth or death, the choice is yours.

 

(Fans start popping again, and over the PA a chant is heard, getting louder and louder with each repetition. The words can't be distinguished right away, but as it gets louder, we hear "Emet...met...Emet...me". The lights come back on, and AS is standing in the ring, looking around him, as if he expects to be attacked. Both the announcer and referee shrug, so AS rolls under the bottom rope, and powerwalks up the ramp, getting the hell out of the ring before something happens.)

[Guest Zack Malibu]

THE MAIN EVENT:

 

Triple Threat Cage Match, OAOAST N.A. Title

 

Angle-Plex (Champion) vs. Mystery Eskimo vs. Zack Malibu

 

Pinfall, Submission or Escape Rules in effect

 

"Ice Ice Baby" starts up, and a mixed response from the crowd welcomes Mystery Eskimo. ME, who has a vendetta against the newly reformed aWo, sleds down the ramp. ME stands at ringside, looking around at the crowd for a moment before entering the cage.

 

"Die Another Day" begins playing, and the fans don't make too much noise, until Zack Malibu rushes out to his new theme. The crowd pop loudly for the Preppy One, as he jogs by his pyro and down to the ring. Zack stands at the bottom of the ramp, looking through the cage wall at ME, then climbs the steps and enters the structure.

 

Finally, Angle-Plex makes his way down to "Slap My Bitch Up", and gets drowned in boos and jeers from the crowd. Visibly uncaring of fan reaction, AP strolls slowly down the ramp, the N.A. Title draped over his shoulder proudly. AP hands the belt to the timekeeper, and then s-l-o-w-l-y makes his way to the cage door, only to be grabbed by both ME and Zack and dragged into the ring!

 

The cage door is locked, and all three men are within the confines of the cage. AP backs into the corner, pleading for mercy because he's got not one, but two people that hate his guts coming after him. Zack and ME grab him and deliver a double team hiptoss to AP, throwing him to center ring. He gets up, but gets floored by an ME punch. Back up, and the same thing happens, only this time Zack nailed him. AP rolls under the ropes and into the area between the ropes and the cage wall, and calls for a time out. Zack will have none of it, and comes and grabs him, pulling him back into the ring. Zack turns and gets nailed by an ME punch, then whipped to the ropes by Eskimo, who lands a back bodydrop on Malibu. ME grabs a headlock, but Zack shoves him off into AP, then grabs ME and plants him on the mat with a back suplex. Zack gets to his feet and gets grabbed in a waistlock by AP, but Zack elbows out, reverses to his own waistlock, then gets snapmared over by AP! AP locks on a chinlock, but gets pulled off by ME, who sets him up for a suplex, only to have AP fall behind him, and then stun him with a release German Suplex! Zack locks up with AP and wrenches the arm, but AP counters, but Zack counters that by rolling through, kipping up, and tossing AP with an arm drag! All three men make it to their feet after that little "feeling out" process to get started, and shoot glares at each other.

 

All three come to center ring...three way lockup! No one is letting up, and they all break it up. Zack and ME lock up, each man trying to gain the advantage, as AP back up and looks on. Zack grabs a headlock, but notices AP just standing there, smirking like a bastard. Zack lets his guard down, and gets back suplexed by ME, who then gets up and goes over to AP. The two men start jawjacking, and ME doesn't notice Zack coming from behind...ME moves out of the way, and AP gets nailed by a charging Zack! ME grabs the stunned prep and takes him to the other side, tossing him headfirst into the cage! ME gets a few stomps in as well, then goes to turn his attention back to AP, who goes to the eyes, then backs ME into the corner, where he climbs to the second rope and starts hammering away at Eskimo. On the fifth punch, ME grabs AP and throws him down, but AP lands on his feet, only to be dropkicked in the back by Zack, and AP stumbles forward into ME, who charges with a lariat! ME picks up AP and whips him towards Zack, who ducks and throws him down with a back bodydrop! AP scurries for the corner, and Zack turns to go after him, only to be grabbed in reverse DDT position by ME. Zack is able to switch position before ME can get the move off, and Zack takes him over with a Northern Lights Suplex...2 Count! ME gets to his feet and gets arm dragged over. AP charges and Zack hip tosses him over as well. Both ME and AP start to get up at the same time, so Zack follows up with a double clothesline, taking both men down! Zack taunts a bit, then goes to the side of the cage and starts climbing. ME is the first to get up, and he goes after Zack, grabbing his foot to prevent him from climbing. Zack tries kicking away, but ME is able to pull him off the cage wall, and Zack goes falling to the canvas! As soon as he hits, AP bounces off the ropes and hits a legdrop! AP covers, but ME breaks it up with a kick to AP's head. He grabs AP and tries a whip to the ropes, but AP reverses, and sends ME in. AP catches him coming off, and presses him up above his head, then TOSSES HIM INTO THE CAGE! ME slumps down between the ropes and the cage, and AP goes over and stomps on him like a madman, then using his boot to choke ME out. Zack recovers, and spins AP around, dazing him with a flurry of punches, then sending him into the corner. Zack comes running and monkey flips AP out of the corner, sending him across the ring. Zack follows up by grabbing AP as he's getting up and ramming his head into the turnbuckles, then propping him up on the top rope. Zack goes up for a superplex, but AP fights to block it. ME makes his way over and climbs up the ropes as well, and he and Zack combine for a double superplex, but AP manages to push them BOTH off the top rope, and sends them crashing to the mat! AP catches his breath, then stands on the top rope, leaping off and taking both men out with a flip dive! All three men are sprawled on the canvas, as the referee looks on. AP grabs Zack and picks him up, locking him in a front facelock, then lifting him up...BRAINBUSTER! AP goes for a cover, but sees ME crawling for the door. The outside referee has it opened, but Angle-Plex broke up his own pin, and grabs ME by the foot, pulling him back into the ring, and clamping on the Angle-Lock! ME starts squirming, and is able to stand on his free foot, and cracks AP in the head with an enzugiri! ME staggers a bit, his ankle only slightly affected by the Angle-Lock. Zack comes at ME, but ME grabs his arm and takes him to the mat...FROSTBITE FACELOCK! ME tries wrenching it on, but Zack slips out of it, coming from behind and locking on THE CALIFORNIA DREAM! Zack's version of the Dragon Sleeper is locked on tight, but AP is up and sneaking behind Zack. He pulls Zack off ME by the leg...ANGLE-LOCK ON ZACK! AP starts wrenching the hold, but Zack rolls over and kicks AP off. Zack attempts to get up, but AP kicks him hard in the ribs, then bounces off the ropes and dropkicks Zack right in the face! AP grabs Zack in the gutwrench position, and plants him on the mat with a Doctor Bomb! AP holds on for the cover, but ME comes over and nails AP to break up that attempt! ME and AP get into a slugfest, brawling over close to the corner nearest to the door. As they duke it out, Zack shakes the cobwebs loose, and charges, diving through the air and splashing both guys in the corner! Zack lays on the mat, holding his ribs, while ME lay slumped against the ropes, and AP lay on the mat face down. Zack struggles to his feet and signals for the referee to open the door, and he obliges. Zack steps through the ropes, inches from making it out the door, but ME kicks the middle rope so that it crotches Zack! It serves as the perfect diversion, because it halts Zack's attempted exit in time from ME to come and break it up, as he pulls Zack off the ropes and plants him with a DDT. ME gets up, and now he signals for the door to be opened, but as he walks towards it, Angle-Plex catches him with a schoolboy...2 Count only! AP stands up, and waits for ME to get up, then takes him to the mat with a double-leg takedown, and turns it into a Boston Crab! AP arches back, putting more pressure on ME, but Zack comes out of nowhere and cracks AP with School's Out! Zack collapses in exhaustion, and once again, all three men lay spent on the mat.

 

Zack is the first one up, and he grabs ME and sets him up for a piledriver, but ME grabs Zack by the legs and lifts him in the air, allowing Angle-Plex to bounce off the ropes, and clothesline Zack, taking him out with a modern variation of the Hart Attack! ME kicks AP in the gut and sets him up...PILEDRIVER ON ANGLE-PLEX! Mystery Eskimo sees both his opponents down, and starts ascending the cage wall, hoping to make it out.

 

Zack gets to his knees, wiping the sweat from his brow, and sees ME about halfway up the cage wall. Zack heads over and jumps up, trying to grab ME's leg, but is unable to get a grip. Zack starts climbing as well, but ME kicks at Zack, not letting him get a hold of him. Zack hangs on, but one kick to the forehead too many sends him falling down, and landing crotch first on the top rope! Zack straddles the top rope, in tremendous pain, then AP goes to the top rope and hits a flying clothesline, taking Zack down the hard way! AP then stands on the top rope, holding onto the cage with one hand to keep his balance, and reaches for ME, grasping his ankle. ME tries kicking at him like he did to Zack, but AP violently tugs at it, and ME loses his grip, getting pulled down, his body scraping up against the cage wall! AP grabs him and drapes his neck across the top rope, choking him out, then flipping him over the top so that he lands in the ring. AP drops an elbow, and goes for a cover, but ME is able to kick out at 2.

 

AP slams a few shots across ME's shoulder blades, then goes over to Zack and kicks him just as he's starting to stir. AP grabs Zack up on his shoulders and readies him for a Death Valley Driver, but Zack wriggles free, landing behind AP, then spins him around and sets him up for the IDOL DRIVER...NO, AP blocks, then grabs Zack's leg...THE ANGLE-PLEX! AP has Zack hooked...ME KICKS AP RIGHT IN THE CAJONES! AP was open to the move as he bridged for the pin, and ME kicked him low! ME picks AP up, and drops him with the ICEBERG DROP! As ME is pushing himself off the mat, Zack charges, and CRACKS him in the head with a Zack Attack! Zack grabs ME, and readies him a la AP...IDOL DRIVER ON ME! ALL THREE MEN ARE DOWN ONCE AGAIN!

 

The crowd starts a rally, clapping and stomping for somebody to get up. Zack is the first one up, and he signals to the crowd that he's ready to get out of there. Zack starts climbing the wall slowly, but it's giving AP time to recover. AP climbs up the wall after Zack and rams Zack's head into the steel mesh several times, drawing blood from Preppy's forehead. Zack kicks at AP, trying to drive him away, but the N.A. Champion is determined to keep his belt. He rams Zack's head into the mesh a few more times, and Zack responds by doing the same to AP. As they trade head-rams, ME sees them, and follows suit, climbing up behind AP and back suplexing him off the wall of the cage! Zack is woozy, as he struggles to climb the cage, and makes it to the top, seating himsef on the very top of the cage. Fans are popping like mad, telling him to climb down, as he looks back in the ring and sees the limp bodies of AP and ME laying in the ring. Zack turns his attention back to the climb, as he starts climbing down the wall of the cage, then STARTS CLIMBING BACK UP!?

 

Zack Malibu, dazed and confused, is now standing on the top of the cage, looking down at the prone bodies of Angle-Plex and Mystery Eskimo. Zack simply shrugs his shoulders as if to say "Why not?" and LEAPS OFF...FLYING SPLASH FROM THE TOP OF THE CAGE ONTO ANGLE-PLEX!!! Zack BOUNCES off of AP's body, and rolls over to the side of the ring, as the move has taken as much out of him as it has AP. Plex is NOT moving, but neither is ME for that matter, as he's still spent from the back suplex from the cage wall.

 

Mystery Eskimo sees the result of the carnage, and crawl over to Zack, draping an arm across him. The referee slides into positon, and slaps the mat once...twice...ZACK GETS A FOOT ON THE ROPES!!! Eskimo rolls over, holding his head in disbelief. He gets to his feet, and pulls Zack away from the ropes. He picks Malibu up, and sets him up for the Iceberg Drop...NO, Zack counters with a small package...ESKIMO KICKS OUT AT 2!!!

 

Eskimo gets up, frustrated, and begins jabbing at Zack's cut, opening the wound even more and drawing more blood. He backs Zack into the corner, and starts shoulderblocking the ribs, which have taken a tremendous amount of punishment in this match. ME puts Zack up on the top rope, and climbs up to the top rope as well, but Angle-Plex is now up, and he comes over and gets under ME, getting him on his shoulders and then simply falling backwards, sending ME crashing down to the mat. AP gets to his feet, and turns back to Zack, who is standing on the top perhaps for a missle dropkick, and swipes Zack's feet out, crotching him HARD on the top turnbuckle. AP climbs up and grabs Zack for a superplex, but Zack keeps his legs locked around the turnbuckles. AP climbs up to the very top, but Zack still hangs on, and shoves AP off so that he lands on the top rope, much like what happened to Zack earlier. Zack then leaps off with a missle dropkick to AP, and when AP falls to the side, he smacks his head on the cage wall!

 

Zack gets up, but finds himself locked in a full nelson by Eskimo...KILLER WHALE PLEX...NO, ESKIMO HANGS ON...ROLLING KILLER WHALE PLEXES!! ME drops Zack twice, but on the third one Zack won't go, he kicks his leg back, catching ME low, then turns around and grabs him...OVERHEAD BELLY TO BELLY!

 

Angle-Plex, who is on the side of the ring with the door, begins crawling slowly while the other two combatants face off. Zack notices him crawling across the apron towards where the door is, so he runs for AP and nails him with a baseball slide to the side of the head! Grabbing AP by the arm, Zack takes him back into the ring. Zack gets him in a standing leg scissors, but Eskimo comes from behind with a forearm. Zack turns around and catches a right hand, but responds with a STIFF chop! ME fires back with a right, so Zack fires back with another chop. The duel goes on for a bit until ME takes advantage and sends Zack to the ropes...NO, Zack reverses the whip, and sidesteps ME, who goes crashing into AP! ME staggers backwards, into THE TRENDSETTER! Zack drilled his head into the mat! Zack goes for the pin, but AP drops an elbow on the back of his head to break it up. He takes Zack and sets him up for a suplex, but Zack falls behind...TRENDSETTER...NO, AP drops down and cracks Zack with a jawbreaker! Zack is hunched over, checking his jaw, when AP comes over and drops Zack jaw-first across his knee! Angle-Plex decides he's had enough of Zack, and goes to leave, but as he's stepping over Eskimo, Eskimo grabs his leg and takes him down...ANGLE-LOCK, ESKIMO STYLE! Eskimo wrenches on the hold, wanting Angle-Plex to give in to his own signature move. Angle-Plex tries crawling for the ropes, the door, ANYTHING so that he doesn't have to give, but ME is really wrenching on the pressure! He drags AP more towards the center of the ring, and now AP is trying to stand. ME stands up, still with the hold hooked on, and AP is standing on his free leg, just like Eskimo did earlier. Zack starts to stir, and sees AP caught in the hold, so he stands up and delivers School's Out...AP DROPS DOWN, AND ESKIMO TAKES THE KICK! Angle-Plex was able to dodge Zack's trademark, and it helped him get free of the submission attempt!

 

Angle-Plex hops up one his one good foot, and starts limping around, but Zack comes at him, hitting him with several elbow strikes to the face to daze him, then delivers a Roaring Elbow, nailing Angle-Plex right on the forehead! ME gets to his feet, and Zack tries for a Roaring Elbow, but Eskimo ducks, and clutches Zack...BLIZZARD BOMB ON ZACK MALIBU! For what seems like the 100th time in this contest, all three men have overexetered themselves, and are out of it!

 

AP makes it to one of the corners,and starts climbing the turnbuckles, but ME knocks his feet out from under him, posting him on the top rope. ME grabs AP by the head as if he's pulling him down into Tree Of Woe position, but instead snaps AP's neck down on his shoulder, using a modified neckbreaker as AP was caught on the turnbuckles! AP slides off the corner and down to the mat.

 

ME turns to escape through the door, but walks into a punch from Zack! Zack is a house of fire, not holding anything back as he slugs away at ME. Zack backs ME to the ropes and Irish whips him to the other side, and catches ME coming off with a flying forearm! Zack has come alive again, and signals to the crowd...ME staggers to his feet...SCHOOL'S OUT...NO, ME CATCHES IT! He spins Zack around...KILLER WHALE PLEX...NO, ZACK ESCAPES! Zack goes behind...TRENDSETTER...NO! ME slides out of the grip and sends Zack to the ropes...ME puts his head down...Zack kicks him in the chest to send him back to a standing position...SCHOOL'S OUT ON MYSTERY ESKIMO! The crowd is ELECTRIC, but something's got to give very soon!

 

Zack starts heading for the door, but winds up getting blindsided by Angle-Plex. AP rams Zack's head into the top turnbuckle, then kicks him down in the corner. AP stands Zack up, leaving him dangling in the corner, and backs up a bit, then charges, CRUSHING Zack with a corner splash! Zack slumps down, but AP stands him back up. Angle-Plex rushes the corner with a spear, but Zack moves! AP hits post! Angle-Plex clutches his shoulder in tremendous pain, and Mystery Eskimo grabs him...FROSTBITE FACELOCK! AP HAS NOWHERE TO GO! ME is using all the force he has, and Zack sees ME trying for the submission. Zack is too close to the door to pass up the opportunity! Will AP tap, or will Zack make it? Zack is crawling slowly, and AP can't hang on much longer...THE DOOR IS OPEN! Zack keeps crawling, trying to make it out, then looks over and sees AP on the verge of tapping. Zack, with a quick burst of energy, gets to his feet and leaps at ME, breaking up the submission! He couldn't risk AP tapping before he escaped!

 

This war has gone on for quite some time, and all three men are showing the effects. Blood and sweat stain the mat, as all three are virtually motionless. Zack and ME are the first to their feet, as AP is just drained from being the target of the two of them. Another slugfest ensues, and Zack ducks a punch from ME, and with all the fight left in his body, hits ANOTHER School's Out, sending ME wailing backwards...ME FALLS OVER AP! AP INSTINCTIVELY GOES FOR THE COVER...ZACK DIVES TO BREAK IT UP...3 COUNT!!! ANGLE-PLEX WINS IT!

 

Winner, and STILL North American Champion:Angle-Plex

 

All three men lay still, their brawl finally over. AP slides to the door, and the outside referee pulls him out by his arms. AP props himself up against the safety rail, as the official hands him the North American Title. AP clutches the belt close, as the camera pans to the two men laying in the ring that AP has just defeated.

 

(FADE OUT)

[Guest Zack Malibu]

This deserves it's own post, so I'd like to thank BPP and Tony for letting me work on this week's show, and also to BPP, Superstar, Greenmist, Alf, Agnes and AS for helping with the writing.