OAOAST IntenseZone - 1/13/03

[Guest Sandman9000]

The preview got deleted somehow. Ah well, on with the show.

 

Apologies all around for the delay. I mean no disrespect.

 

 

 

The pyro explodes, the crowd erupts, the…transmission fizzles and fades out? What the hell is go…wait, it’s back up, ah shit, it’s Sandman9000.

 

“I’m going to make this short, and I’m going to make this sweet. Chris, Justice Pain, I don’t give a fuck what your name is, or what XPW decides to change it to. In fact, I no longer give a shit about you. Yeah, you selling out to XPW hits a lot closer to home then it did with M-Dogg and Josh Pro. Then again, M-Dogg and Josh Pro weren’t trained in the CZW wrestling school. M-Dogg and Josh Pro didn’t headline the first-EVER CZW card. M-Dogg and Josh Pro wasn’t the person whom the entire company was based around, the person who was given the ball and ran with it, and sure as fuck wasn’t the person whom we considered to be the “franchise” of CZW. Instead, you’re just another pathetic sellout cunt. But, and I’m saying this as Sandman the CZW fan, not Sandman the character, you did help put CZW on the map, and for that, us CZW fans will be forever grateful. However, now you’ve decided to align yourself with a company that wants to take CZW off the map for good, and that is something I cannot tolerate. I’m not going to “kill” you here like I did Josh Pro and M-Dogg, because I want you to stay in XPW. I want you to see what their locker room is like. I want you to spend your time around drug addicts and VD-infected sluts and complete ego maniacs like Shane Douglas. You remember Douglas, right? That’s the guy you shot on a couple of times during 2002. You think Douglas forgets shit like that? You do know that you’re going to go nowhere in that company, right? You’re never going to be given the belt, be given the ball, or have the promotion revolve around you and your roided-up ego. You know what? During your XPW promo, you said this ::makes shape of X with his arms:: didn’t matter. You’re right. It doesn’t matter. And now you don’t matter. Turn the fucking camera off.”

 

The transmission cuts back to the crowd, stunned by what they had just seen.

[Guest Sandman9000]

::Fade into the office of Bill Watts. He looks up as SpiderPoet and El Dandy enter the room. He does not look pleased. They look indifferent::

 

Watts: Good evening Gentlemen.

 

::Poet and Dandy are silent::

 

Watts: Okay then. I see. Listen up you little snot maggots. You two boys have a bright future, I see you both give a hundred percent when you go out there. I appreciate that.

 

And we work in a company with cage matches and hardcore matches and when that crazy sonsabitch Sandman is out there, we even have death matches. I can tolerate alot of things . . .

 

::Watts stands and moves around his desk, and gets right in SP's face::

 

But I will NOT tolerate, under ANY circumstances, my employees attacking an OAOAST fan! I should send the both of you packing, and DARE you to even THINK about setting foot back into an OAOAST arena . . . but I won't.

 

::Watts looks over and steps up to Dandy's face::

 

So here's the deal. Take it or get out of my office, and then get the HELL out of my ARENA! We have a Pay-Per-View coming up pretty soon, one that I believe both of you will be a part of. One of your duties at this event --

 

::Watts steps back and regards both of them::

 

--will be to PUBLICLY apologize to this fan. In the middle of the ring, no questions asked. We'll be flying him to the event and giving him a ringside seat at OUR expense. Because of you two, we have to eat close to a thousand dollars in transportation fees and the price of his seat. I don't LIKE to lose MONEY. If I ever have to even think about that again concerning you two, I'll have JINGUS string you both up and I'll GUT YOU BOTH from crotch to jugular MYSELF. NOW, am I UNDERSTOOD?

 

::SP and Dandy nod::

 

Watts: You have nothing to say?

 

::SP Thinks before stepping in close to Watts and lifting his chin with his finger::

 

SP: Buck up, boss. You're looking at your new Tag Team Champions. Maybe not tonight but . . . well, we're going to make sure it happens soon. ::SP offers a sly smile as Dandy nods::

 

::They both turn and leave the office as Watts looks on in anger and concern::

 

 

 

 

("War Esemble" by Slayer begins to start up as "The Current Big Thing" Brock Ausstin walks out onto the stage with his manager behind him, "Good Ol' ECDub" Jim Heyross! Brock hops around before making his way down to the ring. Brock jumps onto the ring apron...FROM THE FLOOR~~~~~~! and enters the ring, as Jim Heyross enters behind him, pulling a mic from his jacket. Brock begins to hop around and stretch as Jim Heyross begins to speak.)

 

Jim Heyross: Look at this monster! This monster behind me! His name is Brock Ausstin! And what Brock Ausstin does, is he likes to hurt people. No, not hurt people like scraping your knee or getting a papercut. He likes to put people in hospital beds. He likes to watch people get stretchered out of buildings, into ambulances, and taken away. And you know what? That is all fine and dandy with me. Because I am the one that brought Brock Ausstin here. I unleashed the monster Brock Ausstin here in the OAOAST for one reason. Because I like money. And Brock Ausstin brings me money. When Brock Ausstin hurts people, I make a lot of money. Now that I got that out of the way, there is a little matter to be dealt with, by the name of Y2Jailbait. This little punk from Brooklyn went up to Brock Ausstin last week, and threw his cookie on the ground! That is unacceptable. So, as Brock Ausstin's agent, I would like to announce, that Brock Ausstin will make his in ring OAOAST debut at The Royal Rumble. But not only that, Brock Ausstin will not enter the OAOAST Royal Rumble! Not only will Brock Ausstin destroy Y2Jailbait, but he will also defeat the other men in the Royal Rumble. Now, it is feeding time for Brock. Come on Brock, I got some cookies in the back!

 

Brock: AHHHHHHHHHHH

[Guest Sandman9000]

::The following is an announcement from the Commissioner of the OaOasT::

 

::Camera fills in to the OaOasT IC/Commissioner's office. BPP sits at his desk. ::

 

BPP: In light of the recent events surrounding the tg team title situation, I'd like to clarify what's going on. It was sprecifically stated in the rumble that the last two men left would get the title shot. However, in the event one of the two finalists could not participate in the tag team title match, that spot would go to the next person last eliminated.

 

::Footage rolls showing BPP to be the last man eliminated in the rumble.::

 

BPP: Therefore, I've little choice but to award the other tag team title into the position of myself and the OaO...

 

::Sounds of a door crashing down are heard off camera::

 

Sandman: Oh like fuck you're doing that Popick. You self-righteous self-serving egomaniacal control freak...

 

BPP: Umm, that's you Sandie.

 

Sandman: Don't fucking call me that! Here's the deal. You, me, falls count anywhere, tonight. I win, I'm CWM's partner. You win, you get both belts and can name your partner, probably your daddy Tony, we all know what really happened after B3.

 

BPP: You're a sick freak

 

Sandman: And that's a compliment ::Smiles::

 

BPP: Fine. Deal. And Sandie?

 

Sandman: ::grimaces:: I hate that name?

 

BPP: You don't know what hell is yet. I've got something special in mind. ::Chuckles:: NOW GET OUT!!!

 

Sandman turns to leave, but stops in his tracks.

 

Sandman: You know something? You kinda look like Justice Pain. In the right light, you do.

 

Sandman stares at BPP, his face consumed with pure, unadulterated hatred, but for whom?

 

 

 

::The view is a door that says, "Locker Room C". Naz enters the frame and pushes the door open, beckoning the camera to follow him in.::

 

Naz: I have some things I want to say.

 

::Inside the room, Green Mist looks up at the entering cameraman and Naz from where he's sitting on a bench by locker spaces.::

 

Naz: There's some important shi--

 

::The sound feed goes out suddenly with an electric blurb of static before complete silence. Naz is apparently still talking, but we can't hear him. Suddenly, the LIGHTS GO OUT! In the darkness, we can see a struggle going on, and the cameraman moving around, trying to do something. Finally he gets the lamp on his camera switched on, and we are met with an eerie sight. The lamplight plays across the room to find GreenMist nursing his knee in agony, sprawled across the bench he was sitting on . . .

 

. . . and Naz lying on the cement floor, his nose bleeding, nursing his elbow and his knee as well.::

 

::Fade out::

 

 

 

 

SUPERSTAR vs. MYSTERY ESKIMO

Special Guest Referee:OAOAST World Champion ANGLESAULT

 

"a...W...o" echoes through the arena, just before Aerosmith's "Dream On" begins to play. Clad in a red and white striped referee shirt, with a blue star in the middle, is the OAOAST World Champion Anglesault. AS makes his way down to the ring amidst many boos and heckles. AS stops to confront several ringside fans who aren't afraid to show their true feelings, then enters the ring.

 

"Ice Ice Baby" plays loud and clear, and one half of the former World Tag Team Champions, the one and only Mystery Eskimo, makes his way to the ring. Eskimo can not be happy with the way things went down as far as losing the World Tag Titles, and gives AS a glare as he enters the ring.

 

"Ice Ice Baby" fades out, and the thunderous sound of "Downfall" blares through the speakers, igniting a large pop from the crowd. Coming into view at the top of the ramp, and making his way to the ring, it's The Superstar! SS powerwalks down to the ring, stepping through the ropes and saluting the fans that he's once again won over. As the lights come back on, the camera focuses on Superstar and AS staring each other down. SS switches his attention to ME, and they begin to circle the ring as the bell rings.

 

Lockup, and SS grabs a headlock, and IMMEDIATELY AS starts examining the hold as if SS is doing something wrong. ME tries to counter with a back suplex, but SS holds on and shifts his weight so that he doesn't go. Anglesault comes over and shoves SS off of ME, then makes a "choking" gesture, and says "None of that!" SS looks increduously at AS, only to be schoolboyed by ME...AS with a FAST count...2 Count only! SS gets up, and takes over a charging ME with an arm drag. He dodges another charge by sidestepping ME and sending him into the ropes. SS tries for a hiptoss, but it's blocked by ME...counter by ME, as he tries one of his own...SS counters that by kicking ME in the gut and carrying him over with a butterfly suplex! As Eskimo gets up, SS jumps up on his shoulders, as if to take him down with a huracanrana, but Eskimo throws him back to the mat, only to have Superstar land on his feet...Eskimo takes him out of his boots with a stiff lariat! Stomps follow, as ME is taking it to the fallen Superstar, all to the approval of the official, Anglesault.

 

Eskimo stands Superstar up, and unleashes a chop that makes the whole arena shake. Superstar staggers back, and again takes a chop that everyone must have felt. Eskimo kicks SS, and quickly snaps him over with a snap suplex. Eskimo taunts SS a bit, then goes to pick him back up...SMALL PACKAGE BY SUPERSTAR...ANGLESAULT IS CHECKING HIS WATCH??!?!?! AS gets into position...1 count only!

 

JR:"Unbiased officiating my ass!"

Jesse:"He was checking the time, Ross. Common mistake?"

JR:"Right, just like the new aWo official, Angle-Won Olympics? I suppose he and Anglesault went to the same referee school, right?"

Jesse:"They have referee school?"

JR:"Ah, forget it."

 

Superstar is staggering Eskimo with punches, and as he goes for the final shot, Anglesault steps in front of him to block the shot for Mystery Eskimo! AS makes the "closed fist" gesture, and warns Superstar, who has got to be nearing the boiling point already. Superstar threatens to hit Anglesault, who smugly points to his chin and dares Superstar to hit him. SS instead runs past AS, charging ME who is leaning on the ropes...ME ducks, and SS gets backdropped over the top rope to the floor!

 

AS starts the count, and is counting rather quickly. As he gets to the count of 5 (in about 2 seconds "real time"), he notices Eskimo's partner, the monster JINGUS, heading down the aisle. Anglesault IMMEDIATELY turns to Eskimo and appears to be "occupied" with him, and decides to frisk him for weapons at that point! While AS is supposedly troubleshooting, JINGUS comes to ringside and picks Superstar up, bearhugging him and then ramming his lower back into the apron! Superstar yells in pain, only for JINGUS to repeat the move! With AS still not looking, JINGUS rolls Superstar into the ring, leaving him easy prey for Eskimo.

 

Eskimo goes for the cover on Superstar, and AS again slaps the mat as fast as humanly possible, but SS keeps his senses about him and sticks his foot up on the bottom rope. Eskimo stands up and starts stomping away at Superstar, kicking him out of the ring and to the floor, right in front of JINGUS again. JINGUS stares down at the fallen body of SS, and picks him up, then pulls him in and nails him with a short arm clothesline. JINGUS grabs Superstar and sets him up in powerbomb position, when Anglesault turns around and catches JINGUS in the act!

 

JR:"FINALLY! No AS has no reason not to disqualify Eskimo!"

 

Anglesault slides out of the ring, and calmy questions JINGUS' intentions. AS is heard saying "You want him that badly?", only to have the huge monster nod "yes". AS walks over to the timekeepers table, and takes the mic from the announcer.

 

AS:"In the interest of fairness, since JINGUS seems to want to be involved, I, as an upstanding official, am now declaring this to be a handicap match!"

 

JR:"WHAT?"

Jesse:"You can't be satisfied, can you Ross?"

 

JINGUS smiles a wicked smile, then picks Superstar back up, this time by the head. JINGUS wraps his huge hand around Superstar's forehead, and prepares for a CLAWSLAM on the floor, when all of a sudden...IT'S ZACK! ZACK MALIBU IS HERE!

 

Zack sprints down the ramp and LEAPS at JINGUS, his scheduled opponent for later on! Zack unloads a flurry of punches on the big man, but as he prepares to deliver the final blow, he turns and nails an oncoming Eskimo! Anglesault looks on in disgust, then rolls out under the bottom rope and storms back over to the announcer.

 

AS:"Malibu! You can't wait until later on to take on JINGUS, and you know what, he shouldn't have to do double duty just for your sorry ass anyhow! This is a tag match, starting NOW!"

 

JR:"Well I'll be, a good call, finally!"

 

What started as The Superstar vs. Mystery Eskimo has now evolved into a tag team contest, pitting the former World Tag Team Champions against the Leader of The In Crowd and his former stablemate! Superstar rolls Eskimo in, while a dazed JINGUS and a hyped up Zack Malibu take their spots on the apron.

 

Superstar has a headlock locked on Eskimo, then switches to a hammerlock and finally grabs Eskimo by both legs and takes him down to the mat face first. Superstar looks to grab an armbar, but Eskimo slips free, then he looks to try a Frostbite Facelock, but Superstar slips out. Superstar grabs the right leg of Eskimo and drags him more towards the center of the ring, but then Eskimo rolls onto his back and kicks Superstar away with his left leg. Eskimo uses his arm to sweep Superstar's legs out from under him, then he tries an elbow as SS lands, but SS rolls out of the way, then pops up and tries an elbow of his own, only to have Eskimo dodge that. Eskimo gets to his feet, and kicks Superstar in the side of the head as he's getting up. Eskimo goes for an Irish Whip, then puts his head down to set up for a back bodydrop...Superstar leapfrogs over him, then tries for a rollup...Anglesault is AGAIN slow in making the count...Eskimo kicks out, and as Superstar heads towards the ropes, JINGUS pulls down the top rope, causing Superstar to spill to the floor!

 

Anglesault goes over to Zack and starts mouthing at him for no reason, telling him not to dare go and get inolved while he's not legal. Of course, this is the perfect set-up for JINGUS and Eskimo to do some double-teaming, as JINGUS rams SS' head into the apron, leaving him prone to a baseball slide by Eskimo. JINGUS rolls Superstar back in, then takes him and starts choking him on the bottom ropes. Eskimo pulls Superstar away from the ropes and goes for a pin, convieniently just as AS turns away from Zack...2 COUNT ONLY! SUPERSTAR KICKS OUT!

 

Eskimo slaps the mat, frustrated that Superstar won't give in that easily. He pulls him up to his feet, and sets him up for the Blizzard Bomb...NO! Superstar elbows Eskimo to free himself, then kicks him in the gut...desperation DDT! Superstar and Eskimo both lay on the mat.

 

Eskimo starts sliding towards his corner, as SS is doing his best to make the tag to Zack. AS is keeping an eye on both guys...SUPERSTAR TAGS ZACK! Zack goes running for Eskimo, but Anglesault gets in the way! Zack tries shoving AS aside, but AS gets in his face about how he can DQ Zack...JINGUS gets tagged! He runs in with a big boot to Zack as Anglesault jaws with him, then pulls him up and wraps his hands around Zack's throat, choking him and forcing him back into the corner. As he releases the hold to slam a forearm down into Zack's chest, Zack ducks out of the way at the last second, leaving JINGUS to slam down on the top turnbuckle! JINGUS turns, right into a flurry of punches from Zack that leave him dazed in the corner, as Zack backs up...RUNNING KNEELIFT IN THE CORNER! JINGUS slumps down a bit, and Zack pulls him up, then tries for a Tornado DDT, only to get thrown off! Zack lands on his feet, and JINGUS moves towards him, not seeing Superstar perched on the turnbuckle behind him...MISSLE DROPKICK TO THE BACK OF JINGUS' HEAD...RIGHT INTO A MAIN EVENT SPINEBUSTER BY ZACK! Malibu goes for the cover, but rather than count, AS starts ushering Superstar out of the ring and chastising him! As they argue, Eskimo runs in and pulls Zack up off JINGUS and nails the Iceberg Drop, his very own version of Zack's POP Drop! JINGUS covers Zack, and Anglesault turns to make the count, only to have Superstar run back in and grab JINGUS' leg, breaking up the pinfall!

 

Anglesault and his rival Superstar start jawjacking, and it's only a matter of seconds before they come to blows. Just as tensions are about to boil over, AS gets nailed from behind by Zack, and bumps into Superstar! JINGUS had tried tossing Zack into the ropes, but AS stepped in the way! Zack falls back, as AS rolls under the bottom rope and to the floor, while SS lay dazed in the corner.

 

JINGUS grabs the weary Malibu, and prepares him for his finisher, The Clawslam. As JINGUS' signals for it, Zack tries to pry his hand free, but to no avail...but SS is getting up in the background...GHETTO BLASTER~! to JINGUS! The enzugiri kick dazes the big man, and he lets go of Zack, stumbling around...JINGUS walks into School's Out by Zack! The big man falls to one knee via Zack's signature move, and both Superstar and Zack look at each other, then each grabs JINGUS...DOUBLE SUPLEX TAKES HIM OVER! THE RING SHOOK ON THAT ONE! The crowd pops huge, as the big man is flat on his back!

 

Eskimo comes charging in, but Zack sidesteps him and tosses him right back out, over the top rope and to the floor! With Eskimo dazed on the outside, Zack heads up top, and waits on him...FLYING BODYPRESS TO THE FLOOR!!! Zack wipes out Eskimo!

 

Meanwhile, Superstar has JINGUS pinned, but Anglesault is nowhere to be found. Superstar sees him laying on the outside, and yells at him to get off his ass and come make the count. As Superstar is yelling, JINGUS slowly recovers in the background, like a horror movie villain rising again. Angelsault rolls into the ring, but it looks like he's holding something...it's his SLEDGE! AS stands up, his back to Superstar, but then he turns and swings...AND HITS JINGUS! THE BIG MAN FALLS LIKE A TON OF BRICKS! SUPERSTAR WAS READY FOR HIM! AS and SS have a staredown, and AS GETS SPEARED BY MALIBU! Zack rushes in to save SS from a sledge shot, then grabs the sledge himself! Zack holds it up for all to see, and takes a shot...AS DUCKS, and SUPERSTAR GETS HIT! SS rolls under the bottom rope, holding his forehead, which is now dripping blood. Angelsault hits a lowblow on Zack, then blasts HIM in the forehead with a sledge shot, sending Zack staggering back and falling through the ropes. Eskimo, Superstar and Zack all lay on the floor, wounded during the course of this battle, as the monster JINGUS lay on the mat in the center of the ring.

 

Anglesault surveys the damage around him, and walks around the ring, clutching the sledge in one hand and making a count with the other hand. Not one of the three men on the floor are able to answer the 10 count, however, and AS calls for the bell. He requests the mic from the announcer to make the official decision, then pushes the poor guy off the apron after he hands it to him.

 

AS:"Ladies and gentlemen, as a result of a countout...I always knew this guy was a winner..."

 

AS grabs JINGUS by the arm, raising it in victory while at the same time pulling the big guy to his knees. AS then drops the mic, and CRACKS JINGUS in the head with the sledge!! Anglesault looks down at the fallen bodies around him, then simply shrugs and walks off, clutching his trusty sledge in his right hand.

[Guest Sandman9000]

::Jailbait walks to the ring, to boos and mixture of cheers, almost Billy Gunn-like~!::

 

"I know most of you don't know who I am. I know that most you in the audience dont really care who i am either. Sometimes, i dont seem to care myself, but I come out here to say something to all you OaOast fans out there. I've wanted this for so long, I've yearned for the chance to provide the type of life and wealth that only the lucrative world of Pro Wrestling can provide and whether I have to cheat, steal, break or......."

 

::"War Ensemble" hit as Brock Ausstin makes his way out to the ring and grabs a mic::

 

"Ya know, i can relate to you in a way Jailbait. I really can. Im not well known around OaOast and I've wanted this probably more than anybody. But ya know what I can't stand about this place, what just kills me everyday i walk into this arena?"

 

::Walks up to Jailbaits face::

 

"Its the sight of some dirty street thug walking around OaOast trying to compete for time that should be devoted to me! Look at me, i'm a HOSS BAH GAWD~! I deserve recognition, and I couldnt imagine a better way to get it than destroying a parasite like yourself."

 

::Right then, Jailbait punches Brock in the face and runs to the ropes and nails the monster with a forearm. Then another, then another! Nothing phases him! Finally on the fourth attempt Brock catches Jailbait and delivers a belly to belly suplex::

 

::Brock than applies several german suplexes to the lifeless body of Jailbait. He then goes for a chair and slams it into the body of Jailbait. OaOast officials come to ringside, but are pushed out of the ring by this monster! He then picks up Jailbait and carries him to the back. We cut to Brock throwing Jailbait in the back of his pick-up truck and speeding off to dispose of his seemingly knocked out rival::

 

 

 

::Masked Mystery Eskimo is WALKING back towards the locker room with a PLATE of MEXICAN food from the snack table. He doesn't notice a masked figure beside a stack of equipment chests. As MME walks by , the figures kicks his foot out, knocking the plate of HOT FOOD up into MME's FACE! MME claws at his face to get some of the more goo-like cheeses and such off of him, and the Masked Assailant emerges fully from his hiding spot with a CROWBAR!

 

He winds up and THWACKS the back of MME's knee, forcing MME to crumble down in agony. The Masked Assailant kneels down over MME and rolls him over, non-chalantly using his gloves hands to spread some of the burning food over the other man's face.::

 

Masked Man: Feel the burning, my friend. For it will mark the end of your days.

 

::The Masked Man hears footsteps coming behind him, and quickly bolts away::

[Guest Sandman9000]

OAOAST Tag Team Championship Match

Falls Count Anywhere

Sandman9000 vs. Big Poppa Popick

 

AMERICA!

“White America” hits as Sandman9000 strolls down to the ring. Sandman and BPP have never liked each other, even when they were part of the Deadly Alliance. This is the first time these two have ever been put up against each other in actual combat.

 

“My Hero” hits as Big Poppa Popick calmly makes his way out. BPP drops the tie and the dress shirt on the ramp, before sprinting down to the ring. Sandman, however, is running the ropes, and comes after BPP with a no-hands somersault plancha, nailing the sprinting BPP! Sandman fires away at BPP’s face as the official rings the bell and this match is underway!

 

Sandman drags BPP to his feet and whips BPP towards the ring stairs, only for BPP to reverse and send Sandman crashing back first into the stairs! The steel steps go flying as Sandman writhes in pain. BPP rushes over and dropkicks Sandman in the face, driving Sandman’s head back into the bottom half of the stairs with a sickening thud.

 

BPP hauls Sandman to his feet and bashes him face-first into the guardrail. BPP hooks Sandman up for a suplex, and drops him stomach-first onto the guardrail. BPP climbs onto the ring apron, with Sandman still strung-out over the guardrail, and comes off with a dropkick to the back of Sandman’s head, driving Sandman’s face into the guardrail! Sandman collapses down to the ringside area as BPP covers, 1…2…Sandman kicks out.

 

BPP goes over to the timekeepers table and grabs the ringbell. As Sandman struggles to his to his feet, BPP throws the ringbell, scoring a grazing blow on Sandman’s head, but it is enough to send Sandman back down to the mats on the outside. BPP follows that with a kneedrop to the back of Sandman’s head and a cover, 1…2…Sandman kicks out.

 

BPP again bring Sandman back up to his feet, and whips Sandman into the guardrail hard. Sandman slumps down to the ringside area, as BPP casually strolls back to the timekeepers table and grabs a chair. Sandman is bent over, trying to get up, until BPP bring the chair down hard across Sandman’s spine. Sandman drops to his knees in pain, until BPP swats Sandman over the back of the head with the chair, sending Sandman back to the ground, with BPP in complete control.

 

BPP pulls Sandman back up, and shoves Sandman chest-first into the announcers table. Sandman slumps against the table as BPP hits another wicked chair shot to Sandman’s back. BPP opens up the chair as Sandman recoils from the shot, staggering backwards. BPP positions himself perfectly, hooks the staggering Sandman up, and delivers a belly-to-back suplex THROUGH THE OPEN CHAIR! The chair is crushed as Sandman convulses in pain. BPP covers, 1…2….Sandman kicks out.

 

BPP starts digging around under the ring, and pulls out an eight-foot ladder! BPP carries the ladder over to where Sandman is still on the ground, and slams the ladder down across Sandman’s chest and stomach! Sandman curls up in pain, as BPP is absolutely dominating Sandman at this point of the match.

 

BPP leans the ladder up against the guardrail, and causally picks the battered Sandman up to his feet. BPP whips Sandman towards the ladder, but Sandman reverses and BPP crashes into the ladder, tipping the ladder over and sending both BPP and the ladder over the guardrail, into the crowd!

 

Sandman is slowed by the beating he has been taking throughout the match, as Sandman is on all fours, trying to catch his breath. BPP is stunned in the crowd, as he took a nasty spill over the guardrail. Sandman finally approaches BPP and pulls the ladder back into the ringside area. BPP slowly stands up when Sandman throws BPP the ladder. BPP catches the ladder, Sandman springboards up onto the guardrail, and hits a springboard dropkick with the ladder going into BPP’s face! BPP and the ladder go flying, as Sandman is finally starting to get in some offense!

 

BPP is around the sixth or seventh row, as Sandman stalks his prey. Sandman follows with some boots to the back of BPP’s head, as BPP appears to have been busted open from having the ladder driven into his face. Sandman is pulling BPP through the crowd by his hair, before tossing BPP into the hockey barriers. Sandman follows with a boot to the stomach, and suplex onto the concrete floor! Sandman covers, 1…2…BPP kicks out.

 

Sandman stomps on BPP’s stomach before looking for something to use as a weapon. Sandman grabs a plastic trash can full of trash, but BPP is up too quickly and shoves it back into Sandman’s face. As Sandman reels back, stunned, BPP follows it up with a running knee strike to Sandman’s jaw! Sandman is down on the ground as BPP grabs a fan’s bottle of water, spitting out the water and posing over Sandman!

 

BPP pulls Sandman back up to his feet and drags him through a door, into a hallway. Sandman bashes Sandman’s head into the cement wall, while dragging Sandman down the hallway. BPP throws Sandman through a door, into the locker room!

 

Sandman collapses over a table, as BPP follows and pounds on Sandman’s back. BPP wipes the blood from his eyes and grabs a chair, swings at Sandman, who moves as BPP hits nothing but table. BPP simply waits for Sandman to turn around, and blasts Sandman between the eyes with the chair, knocking him to the ground. BPP covers, 1…2…Sandman kicks out.

 

BPP is frustrated at how he has been unable to put Sandman away, so he lifts Sandman back up to his feet, hooks Sandman up, and powerbombs him through the table! BPP covers in the wreckage of the table, 1…2…Sandman still kicks out!

 

BPP pulls Sandman out of the wreckage, throws him back out of the locker room, and continues dragging him all around the arena. BPP throws Sandman into a bunch of metal pipes leaning against the wall, sending the pipes scattering all around. BPP drops a few of the pipes onto Sandman before dragging him back up to his feet.

 

BPP takes Sandman’s shirt off and starts choking him with it, before dragging Sandman around even more by the shirt around Sandman’s throat. BPP grabs a steel trash can and places it over Sandman’s head, jabbing at the can a few times. BPP looks around while Sandman stumbles around with the trash can over his head. BPP grabs a hockey stick, winds up, and swings the stick like a baseball bat, cracking the trash can and sending Sandman down to the ground. BPP pulls the trash can off of Sandman, who is now bleeding from the side of the head, covers, 1…2…Sandman kicks out.

 

BPP grabs the trash can and slams it across Sandman’s stomach before dragging Sandman back up to his feet. BPP is literally dragging Sandman across the arena, usually carrying Sandman’s beaten body around. BPP carries Sandman up a flight of stairs, before throwing Sandman through another door, which leads back to the crowd, and a balcony!

 

Sandman is slow to get up, so BPP kicks Sandman in the stomach, dangerously close to the edge of the balcony. BPP lifts Sandman up, and has him hooked for a Tiger Driver off the balcony! BPP changes his mind, and lets go of Sandman, tossing him away from the edge. BPP disappears into the back, and after a moment, appears at the bottom of the balcony, 15 feet below.

 

BPP sets up a table, then rushes back, heading back up to the balcony. BPP lifts Sandman back up to his feet, but Sandman surprises BPP with a clothesline. Sandman lifts BPP back up, hooks BPP up, and delivers an Edgecrusher on top of the balcony. Sandman, fueled by the sudden adrenaline rush and the boos of the crowd, rushes into the back, to appear below the balcony. There, Sandman sets up another table, on top of the one already set up!

 

Sandman rushes back upstairs, where BPP blasts Sandman over the head with a chair. BPP drags Sandman towards the edge, where he has Sandman hooked in a suplex position, possible looking for a Fallen Angel off the balcony, through the double stacked tables! BPP lifts Sandman, but after holding him in the air for a moment, drops Sandman back with a suplex. Sandman writhes on the ground, but BPP rushes back down the stairs, to the bottom of the balcony. There, BPP places two open chairs on top of the two stacked tables, looking for an even more dangerous fall!

 

BPP returns to the top, and again sets Sandman up for the Fallen Angel. Once again, BPP lifts Sandman up, but simply drops him with a normal suplex. The crowd is starting to get a little agitated by BPP, but BPP rushes back down the stairs once again, and produces another eight-foot ladder! BPP places the ladder across the two open chairs, on top of the two stacked tables! An already hazardous landing has just gotten worse!

 

BPP goes back up, and once more looks for the Fallen Angel. BPP lifts, but Sandman is suddenly pulled behind BPP. It’s CobainWasMurdered, the other half of the OAOAST Tag Team Champions! CWM nails BPP with his tag belt! BPP is reeling, when Sandman drills BPP with a Yakuza Kick, sending BPP OFF THE BALCONY, THROUGH THE LADDER, THE CHAIRS, AND THE TWO TABLES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

Both tables and the ladder are just a mess, as BPP lies at the bottom of the wreckage, twitching and spasming in pain. CWM helps Sandman down the stairs and throws Sandman on top of BPP’s body, 1…2…3!

 

Winner: Sandman9000 @ 15:54 (New OAOAST Tag Team Champions, CobainWasMurdered & Sandman9000)

Via: pinfall, BPP off a balcony through a ladder bridged on top of two chairs on top of two tables.

 

CWM helps Sandman to his feet as the official gives Sandman his own OAOAST tag belt. The aWo celebrate, as they have now captured the OAOAST Tag Team Championship! Medics attend BPP, who appears to be coughing up blood after that insane fall!

[Guest Sandman9000]

End show.

 

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