Intense Zone~!

[Guest Sandman9000]

In black and white, a wrestling ring is shown.

 

One man is in the ring wrestling with a student while the other students look on.

 

Man has a headlock on the student.

 

MAN: This is how its done.

 

STUDENTS: Awww...

 

MAN: Hello you bunch of short-attention span fools. I'm the Purist, and I'm coming to the OaOast to bring the wrestling back to wrestling. I'm going to re-educate you high spot loving boys into the mat wrasslin' men of yester-year.

 

VOICE-OVER: The Purrrrrist.

 

THE PURIST: The OaOast is one giant disgrace to professional wrestling. Gangs, wannbe high school kids and Hollywood stars. A man who likes "deathkore." Just what in the world is deathkore?

 

VOICE-OVER: The Purrrrrist.

 

THE PURIST: It's time for this business to go back into the 1960s. It's time to rid the world of sex, drugs, rock 'n roll and violence. But most importanly, it's time to rid the world of sports entertainment.

 

VOICE-OVER: The Purrrrist.

 

THE PURIST: So all you "smarts" who like any element of sports enertainment, you're all going to wrestling hell, and you're not wrestling fans. For those who want to enter wrestling heaven: listen to Dave Meltzer & Jim Cornette. Vince Russo is an evil evil man. And be sure to watch your puro. The history is coming back for your sins.

 

VOICE-OVER: The Purrrrrist.

 

COMING SOON

 

THE PURIST

 

HISTORY HAS COME BACK...WITH A VENGEANCE!

[Guest Sandman9000]

The pryo explodes as thousands of Mormons cheer, Intensely Zone is live from Salt Lake City!

 

JR: “Hello fans, and welcome to another action-packed edition of Intense Zone!”

Jesse: “I’m thirsty.”

JR: “Don’t start this crap now Jess.”

Jesse: “What? I just want something to drink!”

JR: “Well Jess, I hate to tell you this, but we’re in Salt Lake City, and serving alcohol in public is against the law.”

Jesse: “WHAT? What kind of demon hell spawn are these people? No alcohol in public? How can they live?”

JR: “Off great wrestling, that’s how!”

Jesse: “Dear Lord, who fart thou in heaven, please, save these poor, foolish souls and bless us all with your magical booze.”

JR: “Stop that. It’s time for a match!”

 

 

 

"How I Could Just Kill A Man" hits the speakers of Angle Arena as Jailbait runs out to mostly boos from the partisan crowd. The cruiser-maniac begins warming up by running the ropes, awaiting his opponent

 

"My Hero" begins slowly, white sparks crescendoing down upon Big Poppa Popick, the OaOasT embattled commissioner makes his way to the cheers of the crowd. BPP wears a slight smile, but his face really betrays the hardships the OaOasT has been facing over the recent weeks.

 

As Jailbait stops running the ropes, BPP enters the ring and the official rings the bell

 

Special 1on1 Contest: Jailbait vs. Big Poppa Popick

 

The two immediately lock up, BPP going behind with a waistlock, and jailbait struggles to overcome it, dropping down to two knees and then scurrying to the ropes. BPP breaks cleanly, but jailbait gets in a poke to the eyes, following it up with a flying sidekick. He takes a break to taunt some poor fan in the crowd, leaving time for BPP to recover and get a rollup...1...2..KICKOUT!

 

BPP and Jailbait get back up to a vertical base. BPP immediately goes for a vertical suplex, which connects with Authority~! BPP with a floatover, 2 count again!

 

Jailbait squiggles away into a turnbuckle, and the ref forces BPP to wait. Jailbait and BPP start back at it again...this time BPP hunkered lower, again back to a mixed martial arts stance. Jailbait also sees this, and he gets in the same stance. Hard kick to BPP's midsection, caught by BPP, spinnin floatover kick~!. Jailbait gets knocked down...BPP with a handspring cartwheel kick~! OMG! Jailbait flys into the turnbuckle, and the crowd comes alive. BPP charges in, goes for a spear...but gets caught, flipped...SITDOWN POWERBOMB~! 1...2....NO~! Almost a 3 count there for Jailbait.

 

Jailbait signals for El Proscrito, rolling BPP up, but BPP rolls out at the last second...kick to the gut, hanging inverted FALLENANGEL~! Both men are down, but BPP drapes an arm over...1...2..JAILBAIT KICKS OUT.

 

BPP looks at the ref like he's insane and begins arguing. Jailbait notices the distraction and rolls up BPP, the ref comes down...1...2...Jailbait puts his feet on the ropes...3!

 

Winner: Jailbait, in 5:12, via pinfall with feet on ropes.

 

Jailbait jumps up and down as BPP admonishes the ref...The ref tries to wave BPP off, but this is the last straw...Jailbait feels a full nelson pull...BPP Deliverance~! leaves Jailbait lying.

 

BPP stares at the body, then goes to the announce position. He pulls a bottle of tequila out from under.

 

JESSE: That's mine!

 

BPP returns to the ring, downs the bottle of tequila, spits, and poses over the prone body of Jailbait. He does not tear his quad.

 

 

 

JR: “How about that Jess? BPP looks ready for War Games, despite that sudden loss, he sure made Jailbait pay for his victory!”

Jesse: “That can’t be the only alcohol in this building, can it?”

JR: “’Fraid so Jess. Looks like you’ll just have to stick with calling the matches with me tonight.”

Jesse: “To hell with that.”

Jesse takes off his headphones, jumps the guardrail, and takes off through the crowd.

JR: “Where the hell are you going?”

[Guest Sandman9000]

Zack Malibu and Alison have pulled up to the arena in the customized In Crowd SUV. As Zack is getting his bags from the back, Bill Watts walks up with two police officers.

 

ZM:"Personal escorts?"

 

BW:"Don't be flattered, Zack. I can understand your feelings as of late, but you can't just take it out on people when you damn well please. Keep yourself in check while you're under my watch."

 

ZM:"Your watch? What the hell, am I a lab experiment or something? Watts, you know I deserve that belt. Actually, maybe you DON'T, since you've had it taken from me before..."

 

ZM:"But I'll tell you this. I don't care if you like me. I don't care about the politics, I'm not about that. I know what I deserve. I know what's best for this company. You've got a band of savages running roughshod. They've wiped us all out at one time or another. They drove Caboose from the damn federation! I'm taking this one all the way. Anglesault's World Title is just the spoils of war."

 

BW:"Then save it for war. Save it for War Games."

 

ZM:"Bill, pay attention. War has been declared. War has been ongoing. War Games...that's when the war ends."

 

Zack throws his bag over his shoulder, and walks inside with Alison. Watts tells the officers to watch them, and lets out a sigh as we cut to break.

[Guest Sandman9000]

JR: Now, we’ll here from enigmatic newcomer, ZsasZ. I’ll tell you Tony frankly… this guy scares me.

 

(Cut to the parking lot. ZsasZ watches as cars pass by.)

 

ZsasZ: Look at them: mindless, brutish, selfish. They’re too busy scurrying from one meaningless errand to another. They’re so easy to persuade, it’s so easy to make them think… that they matter. (Mock sadness) That the other 10 Billion human lives on this planet…just wouldn’t be the same without them. (Sinister grin) Aaaaagneesssss, I’m –

 

(ZsasZ suddenly stops, and then looks with a mixture of disgust, and amusement. The camera pans to BPP, pissed off from losing earlier, and the crowd POPS. BPP has an uneasy smile.)

 

BPP: Hey, what’s happening ZsasZ? I heard what you said last week, and I must say… I’m glad to see such vigor to fight the aWo. It really makes me proud.

 

ZsasZ: Yes…I’m really glad to help out. So you’re giving me a match with that coward at ZERO HOUR? (JR: Now available on INDEMAND!)

 

BPP: No…you see, we have Agnes previously booked in the main event of ZERO HOUR. (A look of contempt passes over BPP’s face) But even if we didn’t, what makes you think you’ve EARNED a shot at Agnes?

 

ZsasZ: Big… I really wish I gave a damn about your PPV. But the bottom line is quite simple: I will eliminate Angle-Plex, I will destroy those who stand in my way, and I will do it all…for the glory of THE PLAN. Now, I have to ask you to leave…

 

(Before ZsasZ can finish, BPP cuts him off. He is enraged!)

 

BPP: How dare you speak to me this way! If you’re not with the OAOAST, and you’re not with the aWo…what the hell do you want?

 

ZsasZ: World peace? I don’t know, I guess I have to THINK about it.

 

BPP: Think about this, you’ll face Reject tonight in a non-title match. If you win, I’ll see you in my office next week. If you don’t…then you’re first match in the OAOAST will be your last.

 

(Storms off)

 

ZsasZ: Ta-Ta, love!

 

 

 

::Mystery Eskimo sits backstage, waiting in line behind two crew members to get a cup of coffee. A loud bang in the background draws Eskimo's attention as a man in all black attacks him with a lead pipe, dumping him over a table and onto the ground. Before anyone starts paying attention, the mysterious man has vanished. They rush to Eskimo and only find a little card that says "you have been Rejected"::

[Guest Sandman9000]

Jesse has snuck into the skybox section of the Delta Center, figuring some bigwig would have managed to order alcohol here. Jesse suddenly stops and begins to sniff, his sense of smell enhanced by his years of Navy S.E.A.L. training. Jesse starts to sprint down the hallway, makes a sharp stop, and kicks down a door. Jesse is practically drooling at the thought of alcohol, until he sees that he has barged into the skybox of basketball star Karl Malone!

 

Jesse: “Ah jeez, I’m sorry Mr. Malone. I’m terribly sorry.”

 

Karl: “No, that ok there. Come, sit, have drink. And call me Karl Malone.”

 

Jesse: “Really? I can have a drink!”

 

Karl: “Sure. Sit here and talk with Karl Malone and have drink with Karl Malone and watch wrasslin’ with Karl Malone.”

 

Jesse sits down and Karl hands him a beer. Jesse is all excited, until he sees that Karl has been drinking Pabst’s Blue Ribbon. Jesse gags a little, and puts the beer to the side.

 

Jesse: “So, Karl, shouldn’t you be at the All-Star game?”

 

Karl: “No, no, Karl Malone wasn’t invited to no All-Star game. That okay, Karl Malone don’t wanna go to no go to All-Star game anyway. All-Star Game is all Star and no All.”

 

Jesse looks confused as his fingers the beer can, wondering exactly what in the world Karl is talking about, and still debating whether or not he wants to drink Pabst’s Blue Ribbon.

 

Karl: “See, Karl Malone know he been disrespected. Karl Malone greatest basketball player in history. Karl Malone got ten million point, five million rebound, 2 million assist. Karl Malone ain’t got no ring, though, but that don’t stop Karl Malone. Karl Malone keep playin’ and Karl Malone keep scorin’ and Karl Malone fight fire-breathing dragons for ring. Karl Malone don’t need no All-Star game to win ring. Karl Malone just sit here and visit Karl Malone wife and Karl Malone children and bench press Karl Malone cow.”

 

Jesse: “Uh, Karl,”

 

Karl: “Karl Malone used to wrassle too. Karl Malone went and fought off Hulk Hogan when Hulk went bad and hung around that dirtbag Dennis Rodman. Dennis Rodman was a weirdo. All dem holes in funny places and his dirty tattoos and dirty girlfriend and dirty hair. Karl Malone don’t got no dirty hair. Mostly because Karl Malone ain’t got no hair!”

 

Karl chuckles as Jesse looks incredibly uncomfortable.

 

Karl: Yes sit, Karl Malone was the greatest wrassler ever. Karl Malone not only bodyslam Andre The Giant, Karl Malone pick up big ol’ stinky giant and press him over Karl Malone head with one hand. Karl Malone made that evil turncoat Sgt. Slaughter tell Karl Malone where Saddam Hussein was, and Karl Malone beat up Saddam and ended the Gulk War. Karl Malone beat up Hulk Hogan when Hulk went bad and hung out with Dennis Rodman. Dennis Rodman was a weirdo. All dem holes..”

 

Jesse: “Yeah Karl, you said that already.”

 

Karl: “Karl Malone greatest athlete to win World belt. Karl Malone better then that Mongo and that Kevin Greene and that David Arquette, though David Arquette wife make Karl Malone hard. And that Master P. Man, that Mr. Perfect guy was right, rap is crap. Karl Malone and Mr. Perfect say that rap is crap.”

 

Jesse: “Hey, Karl, thanks for the drink buddy. I gotta get going. I’m actually supposed to be on TV right now. I’ll, uh, catch you later.”

 

Jesse gets up and practically sprints out of the skybox, forgetting his beer behind him. Karl Malone doesn’t even seem to notice.

 

Karl: Karl Malone been on that there TV before. Karl Malone was the greatest TV person ever. Karl Malone been with that Jerry Seinfeld guy. That Jerry Seinfeld guy was weird. Always whining and bitching about crap. Karl Malone don’t bitch about crap. Karl Malone don’t like bitchers. Karl Malone like doers. Karl Malone a doer…”

 

 

 

:: Cut to a shot of Salt Lake City. The voiceover guy begins ::

 

Salt Lake City. The home to the last winter olympics, and Mormonism's center. Yet for all it's accomplishments, much like the OAOAST it lacks one thing. Well, other than a real religion..

 

A HERO

 

::The same unknown man from last week appears on the screen, cockily stroking his chin, with the words "Andrew 'Your Hero' Hyland-coming soon to the OAOAST beneath ::

 

VOICEOVER

Andrew 'Your Hero' Hyland..coming soon

[Guest Sandman9000]

Jesse comes running back through the crowd, hops the guardrail, and sits down, putting his headphones back on.

 

JR: “Jesse? Where the hell have you been?”

Jesse: “I don’t want to talk about it.”

JR: “Well, thank goodness you’re here. The match is already underway!”

 

Six-Man Tag

Mystery Weirdness Connection vs. Los Infernales & Brock Ausstin

 

MME and Dandy are in the ring. Dandy floors MME with a big forearm. Dandy goes and takes a cheapshot at Jingus, drawing the big man into the ring. This gives SP the opportunity to comes in and double-team MME, until THE SOLE SURVIVOR comes sprinting down the ramp and slides into the ring!

 

JR: “What the? The Sole Survivor? But he’s been gone for months?!”

 

TSS drills Los Infernales with a massive double clothesline. Brock climbs into the ring, growls, and goes for a clothesline, but TSS ducks and catches Brock, drilling Brock with an earth-shaking spinebuster! TSS has destroyed one team, but suddenly grabs MME off of the ground, picks him up to his feet, and throws MME over the top rope, out of the ring! Jingus goes to get into the ring, but TSS charges and knocks Jingus over, to the floor. Jailbait comes off the top rope looking for a hurricarana, but TSS catches him and lays him out with a powerbomb! Jailbait rolls out of the ring as TSS stands tall in the ring!

 

Winner: No Contest @ 0:21, TSS interference

 

JR: “TSS just took out six men! He’s back, bah gawd, he’s back!”

 

TSS stands on the second ropes and salutes the roaring crowd. He’s back, and better then ever!

[Guest Sandman9000]

Non-Title

Reject (X-Title ©) vs. Mr. Zsasz

 

(“Muzik” by Knocturnal hits, and out from the curtain pops Reject.)

 

JR: “Well, that music can only mean one thing… REJECT has arrived!”

 

Jesse: “Yeah, he seems pretty confident. But you gotta wonder. How can one prepare for a guy who he’s never seen wrestle?”

 

JR: “That’s a good point, Jesse. And I’ve managed to talk to ZsasZ earlier, and believe me… that’s all he does, PLAN.”

 

Jesse: “Are you kidding? His contingency plans have contingency plans.”

 

(“Muzik” abruptly stops. A sign bearing the words “Five Miles to Cobo” comes up on the AngleTron. ZsasZ comes out, expressionless.)

 

JR: “Speak of the devil…”

 

Jesse: “Shhh, JR. He’s thinking.”

 

(ZsasZ enters the ring and gives a wide smile to Reject. Reject is noticeably disturbed. The bell rings and both men walk out to the center of the ring. Brief stare-down. ZsasZ slaps Reject on the face before locking up. ZsasZ runs him back into a corner before deftly pulling out.)

 

JR: “Look at that! What a cheap-shot, by God!”

 

Jesse: “They’re locking up! Wow, ZsasZ just backed him into the corner.”

 

(ZsasZ keeps on him. Reject hits a drop-toehold. He goes for the Rolling Thunder, but ZsasZ rolls out to the outside before beating a 1 count back in.)

 

JR: “Reject almost had him there.”

 

Jesse: “Yeah, but it looks like ZsasZ had that move scouted.”

 

(ZsasZ rolls back in. Reject goes for a high kick. ZsasZ catches it and hits a Dragon screw. He then drives his elbow into Reject’s prone leg and puts in a standard Leg Lock.)

 

JR: “This move seems as if it’s done more to frustrate reject than hurt him.”

 

Jesse: “Exactly, JR. ZsasZ knows that Reject is quick, but is no technician.”

 

(Reject makes the ropes. ZsasZ lets the hold go without complaint. Reject gives a quick punch in the gut and follows with a Vertical Suplex. He misses a Spinning Legdrop. ZsasZ capitalizes by executing a Spinning Toehold.)

 

JR: “It looks like Reject is getting frustrated. ZsasZ is forcing him to wrestle close quarters, and he just can’t do it that well.”

 

Jesse: “I agree. He’s also taking out Reject’s primary weapon: His legs. It’s only a matter of time before Reject makes a big mistake.”

 

(ZsasZ breaks the hold of his own accord. He picks up Reject and gives him a Shin Breaker. He then attempts a running Knee Drop that misses. Reject hits two straight Dropkicks, and begins to sense victory is near. He whips ZsasZ into the ropes, but ZsasZ slides out.)

 

JR: “Reject is furious! He looked like he was in control.”

 

Jesse: “Shut up, JR! Reject’s gonna fly!”

 

(Reject nails ZsasZ with a Senton Plancha. He jaw-jacks with the fans before throwing ZsasZ back in. He heads for the top rope.)

 

JR: “It looks like its time for the Frog Splash! C’mon Reject, do it for the OAOAST! Do it for BPP!”

 

(ZsasZ moves out of the way of the splash. Reject looks up at him, he smiles at makes a “Come here” gesture with his hand. Reject runs at him, furious. ZsasZ scoops him up into Tombstone Piledriver position, and gives a sit-out Tombstone to reject. Reject is DEAD.)

 

JR: “That’s the FEARFUL SYMMETRY! 1…2…3! It’s over.”

 

Jesse: “YES! He played him like a violin! He got him mad, and Reject lost his cool!”

[Guest Sandman9000]

Zack Malibu is drinking a Fruit Punch Powerade, chatting with Alison in the In Crowd dressing room.

 

A:"It's really getting to you, isn't it."

 

ZM:"What is?"

 

A:"C'mon Zack, you can't play me. I know you better than anybody."

 

ZM:"I'd have to say you're right, although someone else knows his fair share."

 

A:"Evenflow."

 

ZM:"Yep."

 

A:"Zack, I know what he's doing is wrong. And yes, he hurt me. I appreciate the knight in shining armor gesture, but..."

 

ZM:"Wait, wait...Ally, don't take this the wrong way, but it's not about you. Let me rephrase that...it's not ALL about you."

 

A:"I know what you mean, Zack, you don't have to explain it to me. I just...let's see if things work themselves out, OK?"

 

ZM:"OK Ally, for YOU. It would kill me to have to face off with him. Right now, I've gotta concentrate on the aWo."

 

A:"Thank you Zack. Now, stop stressing, and flash me a grin!"

 

ZM:"Only if you flash me."

 

A:"HEY!"

 

Alison lightly pushes Zack, all in good fun.

 

ZM:"I've gotta take care of some business. Hang here, I'll be back."

 

Zack jokingly taps Alison on the side of the head as he exits. Camera focuses in on Alison, who is all smiles, as Zack leaves the room.

 

 

Voices" by Distubed hits. The crowd stands to see Angle-Plex, decked out in a black "ban agnes" shirt, and jean shorts walk out from backstage. He gives a few fans the DOUBLE MIDDLE FINGERS OF DOOM~ and enters the ring. He poses on the turnbuckle, while the fans in attendence take pictures. He gets a mic.

 

Angle-Plex: Now I'm just a little pissed off today.

 

::Crowd Boos::

 

Angle-Plex: You see, last week, I was sitting backstage minding my own business when all of a sudden I hear a piece of trash, and....well, just roll the damn footage.

 

[LAST WEEK: Evenflow DDT: I guess if that's what you want, roll the red carpet, it's time for a real spectacle, for a real winner - someone who can actually PIN A JOBBER. C'mon man, I bet on you going all the way... and you lose to Angle-Plex? Of all people, ANGLE-PLEX, who had to hide under the ring because anyone else could beat him]

 

Angle-Plex: Evenflow, I know you were just trying to get under Zack's skin, but you managed to piss me off in the process. You want a jobber? Why don't you come out here and fight me right here, right NOW!

 

The crowd goes wild. "I'm Only Shooting Love" is heard behind the crowd's noise. Evenflow walks out in his flashy pants, with a blank look on his face. He enters the ring and gets the mic.

 

evenflowDDT: Whoa whoa whoa, AP, I got nothing against you man, hell, but I guess since YOU beat Zack you are somewhat to blame as well for my... how shall I put it... LOSS OF EVERYTHING?!?! Actually, you're right, you're not a jobber, you're the #1 CONTENDER FOR THE WORLD TITLE! Which is why I've got to try and regain some footing, by beating you. Shouldn't be TOO difficult... you beat Zack, but you're still just Angle-Plex.

 

Plex smirks, and the two immediatly start exchanging punches. Plex get the better of the exchange, and irish whips Flow into the ropes. He ducks, but Flow kicks him in the face. AP stumbles back, letting Evenflow clothesline him out of the ring~! Wait! Here come Bill Watts!

 

Mr. Watts: Hold on! Angle-plex! Evenflow! If you want to fight, you'll be doing it in a match! Ring the damn bell!

 

These two aren't even in wrestling attire! AP gets back into the ring and tackles Flow down. EF covers up while Plex starts punching away at his head. Flow manages to get Agnes off of him. He goes for a right hand, but AP ducks. Plex hits a devastating series of right hands of Flow. The last punch makes Evenflow stumble backwards, and fall over the middle rope, out of the ring! AP chases after him. Plex picks Flow up and irish whips him into the STEEL guardrail. Evenflow lets out a painful scream while AP gets a chair. Angle-Plex holds the chair above his head.....no! Evenflow kicked him in the stomach. Plex falls to the mat surrounding the ring in pain. Flow uses this opportunity to lift up a part of the mat, exposing the cement floor! This is hideous! Evenflow puts AP in position to piledrive him into the exposed floor. AP hits a low blow on EF just in time. Evenflow bends over in pain. Plex slams Flow's head into the ring apron, and rolls him back into the ring.

 

Angle-Plex picks Flow up and irish whips him into the corner. No! Evenflow reverses the irish whip attempt! AP hits the turnbuckle hard, as Evenflow charges at him. Baw god! Plex put his foot up, and Evenflow just ran into it! EF holds his head, as AP charges out of the corner. Reversed~! Evenflow just clotheslined Agnes to the mat! These two are giving it their all! Flow walks over to Plex and give the fans a reason to take pictures with, the ARROGANT COVER~! 1...2...kickout!

 

Evenflow bring AP to his feet, and hits a jawbreaker, sending Plex right back down to the mat. AP tries to get up quickly, but Evenflow catches him, and hits a Pedigree! No! He's going for the bogus journey! Armbar! Plex quickly gets to the ropes. Flow is forced to break the hold. EF is arguing with the ref, when AP pulls him down for a school boy~! 1...2....kickout! Flow flips back to get AP in position for a Walls of Jericho~! Flow can't seem to turn Plex over, so he goes with a simple, but effective, KICK TO THE GROIN~ instead. Plex screams in pain. Flow picks him up for the EVENFLOW DDT~! Plex reverses it, and hits the AGNES DDT~! Baw gawd what an exchange! Angle-Plex goes for the cover, but as he does, the fans rise to their feet. ZACK MALIBU is powerwalking down to the ring!

 

AP breaks his pin attempt, and heads over to the ropes, staring Zack down. AP taunts Zack, making the belt motion with his hands, and then spits down on the P.O.P.! Furious, Zack grabs AP by the feet and pulls him down, out of the ring, and uleashes a flurry of punches! The referee slides out to break it up, but gets shoved aside! Zack and AP brawl, and the referee motions for the bell.

 

OFFICIAL DECISION:Winner by DQ: Angle-Plex

 

Evenflow is FUMING in the ring, as AP and Zack brawl around ringside. Zack grabs AP by the head and introduces him to the stairs. Done with AP, Zack rolls into the ring as officials come to check on AP. As he looks on at the carnage he caused, a certain former partner of his slowly creeps up behind him. EvenflowDDT spins Zack around, and now the former best friends are face to face!

 

Evenflow starts ragging on Zack, blaming him for "ruining everything". Zack questions Evenflow's motives as of late, and the words become stronger and voices grow louder. Because of the arguing, Zack doesn't see Angle-Plex shove several refs aside and slide into the ring with a chair...CRACK! Zack takes a shot across his back, falling forward into Evenflow. EfDDT rolls off to the side, as AP starts wailing hard on Zack. Attempting to absorb the blows, Zack pushes himself up off the mat, but AP has an open shot and SMASHES Zack across the head! Zack flops like a fish and falls to the mat, his forehead now dripping with blood. Angle-Plex stands over Zack, and raises the chair up high, drawing boos from the crowd. AP lightly kicks Zack as he walks away, leaving Preppy to struggle for himself. Just as Zack is about to get up again, AP changes his mind, turns around, and brings the steel chair down AGAIN, hard on the back of Zack Malibu! AP tosses the chair aside, and exits the ring. As he does, we cut to a shot of EvenflowDDT, still at ringside, with a cocky, smug look on his face, as he watches Malibu suffer. Officials come out to check on him, as does Alison. She yells down at Evenflow for not helping him, but EfDDT replies "I don't help those who help themselves." and walks away, as we cut to commercial.

[Guest Sandman9000]

::Reject walks the halls, heading towards his locker room, when from behind comes a giant fish thrown over his head. Reject turns only to be speared to the ground by another man in all black. The man stands and runs away, leaving Reject alone with his fish and in a world of hurt::

 

 

Main Event (ugh)

The Superstar vs. Sandman9000

 

“Downfall” hits and the crowd erupts as Team OAOAST’s The Superstar power walks to the ring. Tonight, he faces one of his old rivals, from In Crowd vs. Deadly Alliance wars, now to OAOAST vs. aWo. We’re only 13 days away from Wargames…will this match have any implications on that?

 

“White America” hits and the crowd goes crazy with sheer HATRED as Sandman enters the arena, sporting his Tag Team Title belt. As he gets into the ring, Superstar IMMEDIATELY rushes him with punches, and this match is on!

 

In the corner, Superstar continues to work on Sandman, now hitting chops in the corner. However, Sandman counters with a good ol’ fashioned thumb to the eye, and hits some punches of his own in the corner. Sandman brings Superstar into the center of the ring, and sets him up for what looks like the Edgecrusher, but Superstar escapes and gives Sandman a snap suplex. Cover gets one. Superstar whips Sandman into the ropes, Sandman ducks a clothesline, but Superstar catches him coming the other way with a back body drop. He waits for SM to get up, and gives him a flying forearm to the face. Superstar charges again at Sandman, but gets backdropped over the top rope!

 

Sandman waits for Superstar to get up on the outside, and runs across the ring, and hits the No hands Somersault senton to the outside!!! No, SUPERSTAR MOVES! Sandman takes a SICK bump on the outside! Superstar takes advantage, by hitting a back suplex on the concrete, and whipping Sandman into the steps before sending him back into the ring. Superstar picks up Sandman for a belly-to-belly suplex, but Sandman headbutts to escape. Superstar charges off the ropes with a clothesline, but Sandman catches the arm…GODSMACK! Out of NOWHERE!! Cover: 1…2..NO! Sandman sets up Superstar for a neckbreaker, but Superstar reverses into a front facelock…and hits the Transformation! Cover: 1…2..NO. Superstar whips Sandman HARD into the corner, and as he staggers out, gives him a gutshot and a TIGER DRIVER! Superstar goes up to the top rope, and signals for a Frog Splash…but Sandman moves!! Sandman immediately grabs Superstar from behind, and nails a NASTY release German Suplex! Superstar landed RIGHT on his head!

 

Sandman stays on Superstar with punches and kicks, and chokes him in the corner. He then proceeds to get in some boot scrapes. Sandman is just toying with Superstar right now. As Sandman jaws with the referee, Superstar charges out of the corner, grabs a waistlock…GERMAN SUPLEX! A SECOND ONE! He’s looking for the All-Star…but Sandman goes low with a mule kick…followed by the EDGECRUSHER!! 1…2…NO!! Sandman gets a chinlock to continue to wear down The Superstar. Superstar is fading…but after about 30 seconds he’s starting to revive. He hits some elbows to the gut of Sandman, and with Sandman still holding on, climbs the ropes and hits THE SUPERNOVA!!! Superstar hooks both legs: 1…2…NO! Sandman looks down and out, so Superstar climbs to the top. However, Sandman was playing possum, so he runs into the ropes, crotching Superstar on the top. Instead of climbing up with him, Sandman stays in the ring, turns around and grabs Superstars arms…MESSIAH BOMB OFF THE TOP ROPE!!!!!! Sandman covers, with his feet on the ropes: 1…2…3NO!! The referee caught Sandman using the ropes and stopped the count!! Pissed off, Sandman shoves the referee down in the corner!

 

What he didn’t count on, though, was that this gave Superstar time to recover. Still, Sandman picks up Superstar for the PSYCHO DRIVAH~!, but Superstar fights out of it, and sets up Sandman for the STAR POWER!! But wait…CWM comes running from the back, and attacks Superstar from behind! He turns him around…POLLYCUTTER!!! Sandman grabs Superstar’s legs and brings them over into a bridging pin. The ref wakes up: 1…2…3!!! Sandman wins it!

 

Winner: Sandman9000 in 8:40 via a CWM Pollycutter.

 

The match is over, but the beating doesn’t stop. The Tag Team Champions continue to pound on The Superstar, and Sandman gives Superstar a PSYCHO DRIVAH~! CWM goes for the Insecticide Lock…but TONY THE BODY RUSHES OUT FROM THE BACK!! He attacks Sandman and CWM with clotheslines, whips Sandman into the ropes, and gives him the OUT OF BODY EXPERIENCE!! CWM tries to stop Tony, but gets an Atomic Drop and a Piledriver for his troubles! Tony helps Superstar up and raises his hand. But Superstar asks for a mic.

 

Superstar: Sandman…CWM…you want to try and kill me before Wargames in 2 weeks? It’s not going to work. But NEXT WEEK…Team OAOAST is going to take a part of you. You and CWM looked like you enjoyed kicking the shit out of me. How about next week, you two defend those Tag Team Titles against The Superstar…and TONY THE BODY?!

 

In the aisle, Sandman and CWM are shown nodding, and making various threats.

 

 

BPP is pouring over notes in the Commissioner's office. Papers are strewn everywhere. Aside from a desk lamp, all the lights are out until the door opens and Zack, holding an ice pack to his head, flips on a switch, Allison is tow.

 

Zack: BPP! Buddy, so this is where you've been hiding all day?

 

BPP: Zack, sit down, I've got some bad news.

 

Zack: What? I know its been a rough week for you, don't tell me you're giving up.

 

BPP: It's not about me. It's about you.

 

Zack: ...

 

BPP: CWM sent me a fax. It's a signed OaOasT Commissioner's document

 

Zack: What does it say?

 

BPP: CWM has the option to force you to run the aWo gauntlet at any time.

 

Zack: And?

 

BPP: You're doing that next week. Against Sandman, then Cobain, then Angle-Plex.

 

Zack: Right before.

 

BPP: Zero Hour. They want to take you out Zack, they're afraid.

 

Allison: I'm afraid for you Zack

 

Zack: Me too baby, me too.

 

End Show

[Guest Sandman9000]

Props to, geez friggin everyone, Agnes, Zack, SS, BPP, Tony, ZsasZ, Shocker, Rando, Andrew, Karl Malone, and anyone I forgot.