Guest Zack Malibu Report post Posted May 2, 2003 Before the show tonight, a soft musical beat plays, as the OAOAST logo flashes on the screen... "For over a year, he put his heart and soul into this company..." *Clips of Superstar getting the pin on Anglesault early in his career* "He skyrocketed to the top, making many a friend..." *Supes is shown in the ring during the "Men In Crowd Black" promo with Zack, Evenflow and Alison* "And many an enemy." *Clips of some of Superstar's best efforts, including against Zack, Tony and Some Guy* "No matter what his affiliation or his opinion, he gave us his all. He was honest. He was outspoken. He truly was a Superstar" *The camera closes in on a shot of Superstar as he poses in the ring, closing in on his gleeful smirk before the frame freezes. The words Good Luck then appear on the lower half of the screen, and the shot slowly fades away* FADE OUT Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Zack Malibu Report post Posted May 2, 2003 OAOAST HeldDOWN~! for May 1st, 2003 Ladies and gentelmen, your hosts for the evening... MC:"Hello fans, and welcome to HeldDOWN~! I'm Michael Cole, alongside The Coach, and we are 4 days removed from Living Angleously!" Coach:"What a PPV that was Michael Cole. We saw a tremendous matchup between K Money and Anglesault, with AS BARELY eeking out a victory. K Money felt that he was the better man that night, and tonight, those two will hook up in a PPV REMATCH, here on HeldDOWN~!" MC:"And how about The Superstar, having his swan song so to speak, against Some Guy. The veteran has been on a roll as of late here in the OAOAST, and defeated Superstar in that brutal cage match the other night. We wish Superstar the best of luck in his future endeavors, and as for Some Guy, he doesn't seem to need luck, as he has the support of the fans this time around." Coach:"Hold on...I'm getting word a limo has pulled up at the entrance to the arena. Who could this be? Do we have a camera stationed...OK, go to it!" **Backstage, a limo has arrived at the arena. A back door opens and out comes the chauffeur holding a bottle of brandy. He stumbles to the driver door and opens it up for… THE AMAZING RANDO! The crowd seems to act a bit indifferent to the Rando’s return, but a quick close up of his face shows a smile that could burn through steel.** Rando: Thanks, man…that was the best! Chauffeur: No problem… **Rando makes a motion off screen and all of the sudden “I Ran” by Flock of Seagulls begins to blare throughout the entire building. Rando laughs wildly and begins running toward the ring area…he passes by a few jobbers and some other various techs before busting through the curtain just as the music fades into “Up Comes Down” by Thousand Foot Krutch. Rando looks up at all the fans who are sitting in awe of the maniac who is now slowly walking toward the ring** Rando: Stop your drooling! **Rando climbs into the ring as the music changes once again…this time to the slow melody of “Walking In My Shoes” by Finger Eleven…it fades down to an almost silent murmur, though still playing, as Rando grabs a mic and faces the audience** Rando: Hello. Are you feeling held down? Do you have an unnerving desire to be better than you thought you could be? Is a feeling of accomplishment missing from your life? Then look no further…your problems are about to be solved…by ME…*YOUR* Amazing Rando! **The crowd peps up for a spattering of applause** Rando: What’s that? I said I wanted two cheeseburgers and some fries! I can’t hear you people! Get on your feet and show me some freaking LOVE! **The crowd explodes so that Rando just might stop harassing them** Rando: That’s better. Now…When I arrived here a few months ago, I was hoping for one thing….to be a force to reckon with here in the OAOAST. And now…as I sat a few days ago and watched Living Angleously…I saw a spot that needed filled. And this time I am not talking about some of them fine ladies back in the locker room…if you get my drift. A man…known only as the Purist…became the X Champion. That is quite a burden to be placed on such a pure man isn’t it? Well…because I am such a caring individual…and I *am* a caring individual...I think now would be the time to do my good deed for the month and rid the Poorest of that little belt that he is carrying around. You know…free up his hands so that he isn’t juggling that belt while he becomes a bit unpure in his locker room thinking about all the lovely ladies that frequent our shows. But little does he know that the ladies aren’t looking for a pure man in the sack…they are looking for an AMAZING man…and I didn’t just get this nickname from a movie! So you can sit back in that locker room and you think any thoughts you want, you can dream about anything you want…you can hope the ladies want to be held down by such a pure soul…long to be pinned to the satin mat by the vestal virgin of the horizontal bodylock…you can hope that I am talking about some other Purist in the OAOAST… But alas…my time in hiding has ended…and soon…your time of being an X Champion will be over…and your time of being an Ex-Champion will begin. So let me ask you again… Are you feeling held down? **Crowd erupts** Rando: Thought so…….but now you may look to me to be your new guide through life. I am only here to help…and be *YOUR* Amazing Rando… because I know deep down inside each and every one of you…that you all want to be is… *Rando dramatically pauses...as they are all the rage now** …just…like…ME! **Rando drops the mic as the music begins to fade up again and changes to “Lead Me Home” by Shadows Fall as the lights dim slightly and Rando leaves the ringside area slowly and defiantly, before turning around to the explosive chorus of “Unbelievable” by Thousand Foot Krutch…pumping his fists in the air as strobe lights flash and walking back through the curtain as the music slowly fades out and the lights return to their normal radiance** Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Zack Malibu Report post Posted May 2, 2003 MC:"Well, that was...interesting, to say the least. Rando is back in the OAOAST, and it looks like Tim Moysey has signed him for HeldDOWN~!" Coach:"You want to talk interesting, look what's up next!" MC:"Folks, when HeldDOWN was first restarted about a month ago, OAOAST officials had thought they'd found a team that suited the HeldDOWN mold. The Little Big Men of King Kong Bundy Jr. and Andre The Midget. However, for whatever reason...perhaps he found a buffet he liked to much, KKB Jr. had never made it to an OAOAST show. Andre has taken that personally, and has challenged his ex-partner to a match here tonight! KKB has actually arrived, due to some bribery involving Peanut Butter Covered Shrimp, but none the less, lets take it to the ring for our opening bout!" King Kong Bundy Jr. walks to the ring with no music, lights, or crowd reaction. “Institutionalized” by Suicidal Tendencies blares as Andre the Midget and Pedro Roma walk out through the crowd to huge heel heat. Cole: It appears some fans have lost their wallets and purses. Coachman: Well they signed a waiver, so they have only themselves to blame. The two competitors lock up. Bundy Jr. swats the midget down with his large hands. Bundy with a lazy chinlock. ATM easily powers out. Cole: He may have a small body but he sure has a big heart. Andre kicks Bundy in the shins. Then he knees the fatass in the groin. Coachman: He’s equally able to use his knees as well as his feet, a true talent. Cole: Great psychology. ATM tries to Acid drop the big man, but Jr. reverses it into a press slam. He sits on ATM’s whole body. Cole: This could end it. 1…2…3 Bundy Jr. signals for the five-count. Coachman: There’s the five-count Cole! 4… Andre kicks out at the last instant. Cole: Oh my god! He kicked out! Coachman: Nobody has ever done that! The referee isn’t sure what to do. He has a conference with the other refs. ATM takes advantage by taking a hammer from Pedro Roma. He bashes Bundy’s body badly with it. Cole: Come on refs! Catch this guy! Coachman: This is a horrible display. Finally the refs end their conference as the midget performs the acid drop on KKB Jr. Referee: After much debate, we have decided that because Bundy requested a higher count, he must be held accountable. Cole: What a horrible call. Andre the Midget goes for a pin: 1…2…3 ATM signals for a five-count. Cole: The midget wants a five-count of his own. Coachman: He must want to humiliate his foe as well as defeat him. 4…5 ATM wants a six-count. Cole: I can’t believe it! A six-count! Coachman: Now he’s just rubbing it in. …6 Andre celebrates with Pedro. Your winner: Andre the Midget Andre and Pedro beatdown Bundy Jr. with hammers until emts put him on a stretcher and carry him away. Coachman: Well he'll never wrestle again. ::Cut to the locker room area:: (The Parka is shown backstage sitting in a chair with his head lowered and his mask held in his hands. He is in complete silence as he just stares at the floor and clenches the mask. The door opens and PK comes walking in) PK Hey Parka what's up? PARKA .... PK You okay man? (Parka looks up at PK) PARKA I want you to look at me and tell me what you see. PK Umm...I see a man who just needs some time on the town and all will be alright. PARKA No PK...no it won't be alright. I lost PK. I lost...it. PK Lost what? PARKA Control. Control of the match. Control of myself. Control of my temper. I'm not even worthy to wear this mask anymore. I thought it brought me luck. I thought I had it all figured out. But then he turned his back on me and everything goes to crap! And what do you know...my mind get's all messed up and I'm looking for revenge! I'M DEVOTING ALL MY TIME TO GET BACK AT HIM AND WHERE HAS IT GOT ME? (Parka stands up and rips the mask up and throws it across the room) PARKA I no longer have control of what is happening! PK You know what you need? You need anger management. PARKA What? PK It did wonders for my Uncle. In no time you can take back control and focus on your career. PARKA Are you sure about that stuff? PK Yeah. Give it a try. PARKA Alright. I will! I'll take back control of my life. I'll take back control of my career! I will become a new man! PK That's the spirit (PK looks down and notices a can of Pepsi) What's this doing in here? PARKA What do you mean? I was drinking that. PK Did you see what that assclown Calvin Frankenstein or whatever the hell his name is did to me at Living Angleously? He came up behind me and whacked me with a 2x4, with a big Pepsi sign on it, in the back of my head and stole the 24-7 Title away from me! I swear if I see another Pepsi I'll find him and break his damn neck!! PARKA (Mumbles under his breath "Geez and he says I need anger management") Don't worry about him. We'll take care of him later. (PK walks out the door as Parka grabs the Pepsi and starts drinking it again) Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Zack Malibu Report post Posted May 2, 2003 Rock Your Body by Justin Timberlake plays and to that tune, Totally Endorsed comes out, led by Calvin Szechstein. In Calvin's hand however, is an beautiful, Itallian, leather breifcase. Along with Calvin, come Terry Simmons in a flashy Nike Jordan warm-up suit, Colvid in a newly designed Versacci casual, yet formal shirt and vest combo, Slacker with a Calvin Klein t-shirt on carrying bottles of Pepsi and Mountain Dew and Candie accompanying them and promoting the newest Sony DVD releases Darkness Falls, Atlantis and Lockdown. Calvin first speaks with his breifcase in hand. Calvin: “Tonight is a special night. Not only is tonight's heldDOWN once again brought to you by Totally Endorsed, but it is also a night of appreciation. Thats right folks, Totally Endorsed, along with our new sponser 1-800-Call-ATT, where dial down the center to save on collect calls, bring to you Terry Simmons' appreciation night, tonight!” Terry, with a shocked look on his face had no idea that this would happen! The crowd mildly pops for Simmons, hopefully, along with Totally Endorsed and this Terry Simmon's appreciation night, Terry most certainly can get over. Calvin: “Terry, seeing as how you have a shot at the title with Zack Malibu tonight that could make Totally Endorsed dual-branded…” The crowd boos Szechstein as the young leader continues… “…and despite you only being here for a few weeks or so, you so deserve this Terry Simmons appreciation night tonight. Firstly though, I want to show you something. The people at Sony pictures have kindly put together a package highlighting your elustrious career... A video package plays with the background song of "Wing Beneath my Wings". Highlights include Simmons' pin over Kotzenjunge last heldDOWN to Simmons' handing out Pepsi samples to homeless people on his spare time. After the emotionally video package, the members of TE show there appreciation to Simmons. Candie: “You know Terry, never since I tasted the new Mountain Dew Livewire, I haven't see anything so sweet as you. You Terry, are truly an inspiration to us all. Without you, Totally Endorsed would be Totally Not Endorsed by anything.” Colvid: “Just wanted to let everyone know that the following promo has been paid for by the following: - Met-Rx - ESPN's World Strongest Man Coverage - Bally's Total Fitness What do these great sponsors of Totally Endorsed have in common? They were all associated with Olympian Ken Patera and his success in the WWF. Wanna hear more?” The crowd begins booing Colvid as he continues. ”Well, you're gonna have to go into The Smark Krew folder at the forums at thesmartmarks.com and read MY review of Coliseum Video's Ken Patera Story. For those of you who were getting a pen and paper to write that down, that's Coliseum Video's Ken Patera Story up NOW at The Smark Krew folder. And as if it could get BIGGER and BETTER than that,” Colvid turns to Simmons, “Mr. Simmons, I would like to wish you Good Luck in your match tonight against that Screech-lovin', Slater-hatin' cheese chump champ, Jack Malibu. So, I wanted to present you with a gift.” Colvid takes out a box of cereal, handing it to the giant of TE. “It's your own box of General Mills' Lucky Charms. They're Magically Delicious! Think about this, with Mr. Simmons being the Heavyweight Champion, with your work-ethic, your desire and your sheer ability to do whatever it is you do in the ring is gives my Versacci outfit, that I am wearing right now, goosebumps. Simmons, you are truly a hero to us all, no better man deserves this title shot than you do. Then there is our illustrious leader Calvin with the 24/7 Title, Slacker with his . . . HEY! Wake Up!!! We're cutting a promo here! Oh man, where was I. Oh, myself with the largest video library known to mankind and Candie with the gorgeous . . . Oh My, where was I again? There will be NOBODY that can stop Totally Endorsed!” Slacker: “I would like to point out that if I were a child right now, you would be the reason that I got into the wrestling business. But, since I am not a child and already grown up, it was actually the energy drink Gatorade that helped my wrestling career. But enough about that and more about you Terry.” Slacker then passes the mic to Terry for some words from the man getting appreciated tonight. Terry: “Wow guys, I am truly inspired by you guys tonight. I can't believe you guys did this for me tonight. My gratitude cannot be expressed in words. It was just a month ago when I first debuted in here and already, I being appreciated! My mom's gotta be proud of me now! But guys, to thank you for your support of me, I will not let Totally Endorsed down tonight. Tonight, I will bring gold home to our sponsers at Pepsi who truly want the exposure. Zack Malibu, if you are watching this, I want to give you a message of waringing... Terry Simmons' is coming for you and Terry Simmons is more angry than Adam Sandler and Jack Nicholson in the comedic movie, Anger Management.” "Rock Your Body" starts up again, and the five men leave, Calvin with the 24/7 belt slung over his shoulder, giving Terry some advice as they disappear behind the curtain. Coach:"Wow, just wow." MC:"Appalled at the TE promo, Coach?" Coach:"No, it's not that." MC:"Stricken by Candie's beauty?" Coach:"Close, but no." MC:"Then...uh, why did your jaw drop?" Coach:"That was a damn nice track suit Simmons had on! Maybe Calvin can hook me up?" Cole: “Oh boy...Now let’s go to the back where Macho is with tonight’s X Title challenger, Peter Knight.” Macho OOOOOOOHHHH, YEEEAAAAHHHH Macho Man here with the dude who will challenge the Purist tonight for his newly won X-Title, Peter Knight. Why did you want to mix it up with the new champ tonight? PK Last night, when I briefly had the 24/7 title on my shoulder, I found out the feeling of being a champ and I liked it. After Calvin attacked me…from behind, mind you…and took it back, I brushed it off at first. It was a fairly meaningless title and I’d be able to get it back any time I wanted. But as the night wore on, I missed looking at that gold belt and seeing my handsome face looking back at me. I missed hearing people say “How’s it going, champ?” Macho DIG IT! But you only had that thing for about 15 minutes. PK *Glares* That’s longer than you’ll ever hold something other than your c*beep*k. Anyway, when I woke up this morning, I had a craving for more gold, like a junkie itching for another fix. So this afternoon when I got to the arena, I went straight to Commissioner Moysey’s office and asked for a shot at a belt, any belt in the OaOast. I thought about facing Malibu, but *scoffs* he’s got bigger things to deal with now; I wouldn’t want to make him feel worse by taking his prized possession away. So I got a match for the X Title instead with the Purist. Yeah, he’s beaten some of the best here, but it doesn’t matter WHO holds the belt, because I will walk out of this arena tonight with some gold. Macho What about Parka? Will he be with you as your tower of power, too sweet to be sour, funky like a monkey OOOOOOOOHHHH YEAH? PK What? Parka........isn’t in a great mood tonight and, anyway, he’s got a match, so he’s busy with his own thing. Besides, and no offense to my compadre, but I want to do this the same way he TRIED to beat Shattered Dreams last night: alone. Purist may have that fat little jaw flapper Cornette with him, but I’ll just toss some Munchkins his way and there goes that problem. Now excuse me, I’ve got an ass to kick. Macho DIG IT!! PK Stop saying that. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Zack Malibu Report post Posted May 2, 2003 *The first bars of Oh Hell Yeah begin and the arena goes dark. Blue lights flash to the sound of the opening guitar beats, and then strobe as the main beat begins. As the vocals start, Peter Knight appears through the curtain and walks down the aisle. People think they know me Say I’m wound a little tight Tell me I go lookin’ for trouble That I’m always ready for a fight But I’m just an easy goin’ guy Not crossin’ any line I’m a caring individual, most of the time Most of the time? Try a lot of the time It’s just that...It’s just that....It’s just that...OH HELL YEAH! Sometimes I drink a little beer Sometimes I make a little mess Sometimes I get a little angry Sometimes I kick a little ass! Well, you know, sometimes, I kick a LOT of ass, Oh Hell Yeah. *Knight hits the corner and stares into the crowd, looking unusually focused.* Coach: “Knight is ready for this match, fresh from not competing at all last night. I wouldn’t take this challenge lightly if I were the champ.” *The screen goes to black and white as Jim Cornette leads the new X champion to the ring. Cornette partakes in his favorite pastime: yelling at the fans at ringside. He points to the Purist after they enter the ring and Purist raises the X title belt for all to see. Cornette takes the mic.* Cornette I hope you all realize now that the Purist is the greatest wrestler ever to grace an OaOast ring. Last night, he dismantled everyone’s favorite loser Angle-Plex and now he’s sitting in some hospital room seeing if all his vertebrae are still there. As for you, Knight, you say you want some gold? That you crave the feeling of being a champion? Well, winning the X title won’t be as easy or cheap as putting someone through a table, you have to pin this man’s shoulders to the mat for the 1-2-3 or make him say “I quit.” The question is, can you do it? Or will you join your buddy Parka in the Land of the Losers? Cornette laughs and Knight starts after him, but the Purist stands in his way. He points to himself as if saying “it’s ME you should worry about, not him.” The bell rings and both men circle each other and lock up. Knight grabs a headlock but Purist backs him into the ropes and pushes him off. Knight goes off the ropes and shoulders him down and goes for a quick pin. 1... Purist kicks out and takes Knight down with a clothesline. He pulls Knight back up and delivers an elbow to the back of the head. He drives another and throws Knight into the corner. He lays the boots in and chokes Knight with his foot. The ref admonishes Purists which allows Knight to recover and stun him with a forearm shot. Knight delivers a few right hands and whips Purist into the ropes and DRIVES him to the mat with a powerslam. He bounces off the ropes and leaps HIGH into the air with a legdrop across Purist’s throat. He goes for another pin. 1… 2… Purist kicks out again. He takes control with a Greco-Roman thumb to the eye and hits an armbreaker. He puts on an armbar as Cornette yells encouragement to his man. Purist breaks it and drives an elbow onto the arm, and then another. He twists it around and pulls Knight towards him, giving him a belly to back suplex. He pulls Knight back up by the hair, but Knight gets a quick low blow and hooks in a backslide. 1… 2… Purist kicks out. Cornette Who do you think you are, Kerry Von Erich? Knight boots Purist and gets a vertical suplex and holds onto the head, pulling him back up and hitting another. Knight pulls him back up and picks Purist up for another one, but he holds him vertically for a few seconds, then dropping him FORWARD into a Falcon Arrow! He hooks the leg! 1… 2… Thr…FOOT ON THE ROPE! Cornette, while Knight had one leg hooked, put Purist’s free leg on the bottom rope. Knight whips Purist into the corner and charges, but he moves and Knight’s head goes crashing into the buckle. Purist dropkicks him down and heads up. Purist perches on the top waiting for Knight to get up like a vulture eyeing his prey. Knight staggers to his feet and turns towards him. Purist leaps with a cross body attempt….but Knight catches him and hoists him onto his shoulders!! Cole: “WAITAMINUTE!!! Could it be!!?” Knight takes a deep breath, spins Purist and hits the Knightmare (TKO)!! Coach: “Knightmare!! Knightmare!! The Purist’s reign as champ may end here as quick as it began!!” Knight crawls over for the cover, but Cornette leaps onto the apron to get the ref’s attention. Knight sees this and goes after him, allowing Cornette to slide the tennis racket through the ref’s legs to the Purist. Knight gives Cornette a right hand, sending him to the floor, but turns around into an Agasse-esque overhand smash to the temple. Purist tosses the racket out and covers. The ref, busy dealing with Cornette, turns around and drops to the mat to make the count: 1… 2… 3! *DING DING* Winner, and STILL X Champion: The Purist. Cornette, rubbing his jaw, retrieves the belt and hands it to his man, raising his arm in triumph. Knight stirs and sits up, letting out a very audible obscenity as he realizes what just happened. Suddenly, the lights go out, plunging the arena into darkness. The fans yell and scream because…well…it’s dark. The lights come back up and the AMAZING RANDO is standing behind the Purist and holding a chair, ready to strike. Unfortunately, Cornette sees him and alerts Purist, who turns and glares at Rando. Rando chuckles and drops the chair, holding his hands up to show he is unarmed. He backs away and exits the ring, still chuckling. The Purist and Cornette look puzzled at what just happened. Rando walks backwards up the ramp, still laughing to himself and shaking his head. Cole: “Well that was…unusual.” Backstage, Anglesault and Brock Ausstin are engaged in conversation. As they continue to talk, they suddenly feel the presence of a third party...SOME GUY is standing in front of them, staring them down. AS:"What, you taking notes or something?" SG:"Yeah, been thinking about a writing a book. 101 Ways To Suck, The Anglesault Way." AS scowls at SG. Brock Ausstin inches a bit closer to SG. SG:"You trying to intimidate me, or you just trying to figure out what type of cologne I have on?" BA:"Neither. I was gonna say how honoring it would be for me to do battle with an OAOAST Legend tonight, then I realized you're just a chumpstain living off a fabricated reputation!" SG nods at AS, seemingly approving of his cohorts attitude. SG then turns around and slaps the taste out of Ausstin's mouth! Anglesault lunges forward, but Some Guy just stares him down. SG:"Tell your bitch that tonight, he's gonna be MY bitch in that ring!" Some Guy walks off, down the hall, and bumps into Stephen Joseph, who is coming out of a locker room. The two engage in a cold stare. Some Guy looks to be fuming. SJ:"Good to see you back on your feet so soon, SG. Guess I'll just have to try a bit harder next ti..." Before Stephen Joseph can even finish, Some Guy grabs him by the head, and tosses him facefirst into the wall! SJ holds his head, as Some Guy stands over him. SG:"Kinda fitting you found religion. You always seemed to enjoy being on your knees." Some Guy walks off, as an enraged SJ sits against the wall, his head cut open from the impact. The camera closes in on SJ, wild eyed and bleeding, as we cut to commercial. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Zack Malibu Report post Posted May 2, 2003 We return to HeldDOWN to see Stephen Joseph, fallen in his own blood from what happened before the break. Slowly, as the camera moves clockwise around his body, he stretches out his right arm, lifting his head out of the pool of blood flowing from his forehead. His eyes lock to the camera. SJ Oh I see. You have to have the HeldDown Camera here just when I get plastered by some cowardly heathen. Oh wait, I'm the bad guy right? I see that's right. When you're a part of the problem, you don't see the problem. But I'm not talking about myself. I'm talking about this...this show. It smells, it smells of exploitation. THIS SHOW WAS BUILT ON BETRAYAL. Superstar Betrayed me, AnglePlex betrayed me, Caboose and his Un-Confidential ad betrayed me, and most of you...ZACK MALIBU betrayed me. Not only are you Cain to me Zack, you're Judas too. Superstar...Oh I think I've said enough...And I stopped, and yet you still continue. Haven't you gone to that other hell...that SJL. Jesus that's worse than here...And they made you a champ. That just shows how low the level of true talent there is there. I know, if I went there...I'd be their heavyweight champ on the first show, just because...if their politics weren't worse than Washington's. I'll save the horse shit for those who look like horses. AnglePlex...Eh, you did what you said, you left. You did betray me though, but my wrath is steadied. You, dear sir, were a man of your word. And ohh Caboose, hand-picked to air Confidential. Just had to blast ole Popick again. Guess you don't remember, but last year, you and I threw those AngleSluts off the top of a really large cage. We were deadly, aligned, and had purpose. Remember those days. You and Alfdogg...both world champs, I created those opportunities for you. And this...this is a crock, a crying shame. Don't think I know what this is about. Each of you around here wants me gone. Heck, you got rid of Tony, the man who gave this place a shot in the arm. Bravo job, its like the first saint...coincidentially named Stephen...who was Stoned to death by a mob of angry Romans for preaching the good word. Tony...Tony and I preached the good word...and this...this is our stoning? Betrayer of words, betrayer of friendships, betrayer of MY trust. And this blood..this blood flowing from my head, this blood is on your hands. This is blood of a Savior. A true, in the flesh, cot damn savior of this wretched and filthy wrestling organization. ::Stephen Joseph begins to get up, kneeling now before the pool of blood.:: Yes, just continue to film this. Bravo Job you guys. Bravo, you think you've saved yourselves, sent a message to the old crazy guy on IntenseZone... I think not. Remember history you people, history had the Christians consistently oppressed, crucified, stoned...oh they were un-welcome guests. But through the pain of their sacrifice, through the pain of their deaths, they won. You don't understand that do you? You people here are so bent on your show, your titles, your sayings, your feuds, and how great you are. You'll how great you are lying on your back soon enough. Greatness...HA! You wish you had the greatness of the prophets. What has happened when people believe they are great? THEY FALL. Oh Zack why couldn't you see...Evenflow was telling the truth. You're so far obsessed with that title, you can't live without it...maybe that's what's eating you now Zack. Is that why I was attacked, because I took your precious title. Like Golem Zack, you think it makes you better, wholer, holier, but it only serves to corrupt you. Look around you. They're your friends? Then why don't they get upset. Friends get upset Zack, liars continue smiling. But then again Zack, what would you know? You lied to me...lied to everyone in corporate. Oh there's no problems. Then why all the hate? Why even continue to allow those who quit to keep coming back to take potshots...Hasn't there been enough pain? Pain. Purity comes with Pain, at least, my purity does. So will yours Zack. There's never enough Pain for you. Your trite life filled with quests for the peak of pleasure only means that you'll soon be in the valley of despair. You will lose your title Zack...physically, mentally, you will lose it. And what then...What saves you then? Nothing. You have nothing then. No faith, no hope, nothing but once again the blind pursuit of a golden calf...of maybe a golden title. I'm looking forward to School's Out Zack. You, me, and a match. When I win Zack, I'll never wear the title. I won't even shine it. I'll destroy it. I need no such object valuations of my existence. I KNOW what I have done. I know I am the great, the destiny. They'll cheer me then Zack...When they're saved. You should be on IntenseZone next week Zack, I'll purify a few of your fans for you. ::Stephen Joseph wipes his forehead, solemnly kneeling, then kissing the blood.:: This is the blood of Christ, who died on the Cross for our Salvation. I drink from it to become Holy. This is my blood of the covenant, which is poured out for many for the forgiveness of sins ::Stephen Joseph stands up slowly and wipes the blood off his forehead again. He stalks into the camera. :: The land of the enemy. What a beautiful and marvelous place. Like Babylon, it whores itself out. We all know what happened there. But The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want; He makes me lie down in green pastures. He leads me beside still waters; He restores my soul. He leads me in paths of righteousness for His name's sake. Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil; for You are with me; Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life; and I shall dwell in the house of the Lord forever. ::Stephen smiles.:: "Shantih, Shantih, Shantih...You hollow men in the wasteland of filth can go ahead and continue living your wretched lives dedicated to the pursuit of tht which brings pain. You cannot even see the Pain of salvatory grace. I was blind once, but now I see. His Pain has lifted me. Win, lose. It doesn't matter. My message of Salvation will be heard...and it will be obeyed. Hear its call." ::And with that, a small grin on his face and a dabble of blood on his forehead, Stephen Joseph heads back down the hallway, obviously with a newfound purpose. :: Elsewhere backstage at the interview position, Jim Cornette shoves "Mean" Gene and grabs the mic. Cornette: What just happened out there is the worst display of sportsmenship I've ever seen. After a hard-fought victory against Peter Knight, some punk wanting to make a name for himself has the gull to appear BEHIND our backs with a steel chair, then smile like some sick child molester, and leave. The Purist begins tearing the interview position down. Cornette: Then, you go into sex talk. Pal, neither The Purist or I is Sue Johnson. This isn't the Oxygen network; this is HeldDown, and the man standing next to me is the holder of the OAOAST X-Title. But for your information, The Purist likes the ladies and has gotten it on. The difference between you two: The Purist doesn't think with his you know what. But let me tell you somethin' Amazing Rando, if you want a title shot -- The Purist isn't like the OAOAST champion, we accept all challenges. Man, woman, child -- whomever! You pick a time, a date, and you better sure not be late. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Zack Malibu Report post Posted May 2, 2003 "War Ensemble" by Slayer hits, and Brock Ausstin storms out, unhappy with the events of earlier tonight. Already a man who's typically unhappy, Ausstin looks pissed tonight. He leaps up on the apron, and looks to either side of him, glaring at the crowd. Ausstin then enters the ring, and stands facing out to the ramp. "Oh...oooh...oooooh" "Sexy Boy" comes up, and Some Guy comes dancing out from the back to a huge pop from the crowd! SG slaps a few hands, then charges the ring, causing Ausstin to back out of it. Some Guy eyes Ausstin, then poses in center ring, throwing his fist up in the air as the pyro explodes behind him, showering the ring in the colors of our country! SG throws off his Red Sox cap, and calls Ausstin on. The big man slides in under the bottom rope and charges at Some Guy, who eggs him on. The two powerhouses meet in the center of the ring, trading punches, neither man letting up. Ausstin reaches back, and comes at him with a lariat, but Some Guy ducks it. He spins Brock around and tries a kick, but Brock catches it...followup enzugiri by Some Guy! Ausstin is sent reeling up against the ropes, and Some Guy comes forward, clotheslining him over the top rope, and carrying himself over to the floor as well! MC:"It didn't take long for this one to break down, eh Coach?" Coach:"Not at all. Brock Ausstin is on a mission to establish himself here, while Some Guy is out to disprove his critics. Namely Anglesault." Some Guy props himself right back up, and gets up on the apron. He takes the time to pose for the crowd, all while waiting for Ausstin to get up. When he reaches his feet, he looks around for SG, not noticing he's on the apron behind him. SG jogs across the apron and leaps off, grabbing Ausstin's head and slamming it to the floor, facebuster style! Again, SG flaunts for the crowd, who eat it up. Some Guy pulls Ausstin up off the ground, and rolls him back in. With Ausstin laying on the canvas, SG points to the top rope, and begins climbing. Ausstin pushes himself to his knees, then up to his feet. Again, he's unaware of SG's whereabout. When he turns around, Some Guy jumps off the top with a sunset flip! Ausstin won't go over! He reaches down, grabbing SG by the throat and pulling him up...DROPPING HIM WITH A BALDO BOMB! MC:"WHAT IMPACT!" Coach:"GREAT reversal by Brock Ausstin!" The wind has been knocked out of Some Guy's body, as Ausstin DRILLED him into the mat! Brock covers, but makes the mistake of not hooking the leg...only a two! Ausstin seems displeased that he wasn't able to get the pin on that attempt. He grabs Some Guy, dragging him to his feet, and picking him up across his shoulders. Brock shouts out to the crowd "F-Stunner-5, motherf*cker!", but just as he's done spouting out the words, Some Guy slips out, and grabs Brock by the legs...ROLLING WHEELBARROW SUPLEXES~! Some Guy SNAPS Brock back on the third one, causing the Un-Stable member to hold his head in pain! Some Guy comes over to pull him up, but as he does, Brock hits a low blow out of desperation! Some Guy hunches over, clutching his special area, allowing Brock the time to recover. He does, and with Some Guy weakened, he again picks him up across his shoulders, for another F-Stunner-5! MC:"Oh no, now if he hits this, it's over!" Ausstin tosses SG outwards, but Some Guy lands on his feet! Without hesitation, Some Guy grabs Brock under his arms, throwing him up in the air...SOMEBOMB! SOMEBOMB! Coach:"He PLANTED him, Michael!" Brock got spiked! Some Guy hooks the leg...THREE COUNT! Winner:Some Guy in 6:22 MC:"Brock Ausstin let his ego get the better of him here tonight. He tried to hard to do Some Guy in, and it backfired." Coach:"Props to Some Guy though. He's been on a roll since returning to the OAOAST, and Anglesault can not be happy about this." Backstage... ::Scene opens on the board backstage where the night's card has been written out. A finger points to one particular match that reads, "BLACK WIDOW VS CRYSTAL (LIVING ANGLEOUSLY REMATCH)". We zoom out a bit to see Stephen Joseph, now bandaged, and Spider Poet staring at the board:: SJ: Do you see this? SP: (Quietly) Yes . . . SJ: It hurts, doesn't it? Knowing that she has willingly given you up. That she knowingly entered a match last Sunday that could have taken her away from you. SP: (Coldly) . . . yes. It does hurt. SJ: Betrayal . . . such a shame. We are surrounded with it, my friend. It is everywhere. She has to pay for this terrible emotional atrocity. And how do we pay for our sins, Spidey? SP: ( a thin, sadistic smile crosses his face) With the shedding of blood. SJ: Yes. You know what you must do now? SP: (with a stare that seems to be burrowing through the board in front of him) Yes . . . SJ: Then go. ::SP looks at him and nods before walking out of frame. Joseph watches him go, a strange smile tugging at his lips. Before anything can come of it, he backs out of the shot himself:: Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Zack Malibu Report post Posted May 2, 2003 The lights dim and smoke fills the entranceway while red strobe lights throb to the opening guitar of “I’M JUST A GIRL” by No Doubt. The crowd pops as Crystal appears on the stage, making her way to the ring. Ring Announcer: The following match is scheduled for ONE FALL. Making her way to the ring, from Coquitlam, Canada, CRYSTAL~! Crystal hits the ring and plays to the crowd. Soon the lights go completely out and the orchestrated opening of IMAGINARY by Evanescence brings purple swirls of light back to life. The crowd pops again as Black Widow walks out. She smiles, getting a much warmer reception than she’s used to. Ring Announcer: Making her debut as a permanent member of the HELDDOWN~! Roster, from Charleston, South Carolina, AMANDA “BLACK WIDOW” CRIMSON~! Widow hits the ring and then the turnbuckles, playing to the crowd. The music dies down and the lights come up and the two ladies square off as the bell rings. DING, DING! Crystal charges in for an early advantage but Widow scouts it and dodges, twirls around and gets a waistlock on Crystal. Crystal elbows her way out and fires Widow off to the ropes. On the return, Crystal drops, Widow leaps, off the other side and Crystal lands a DROPKICK! Widow bumps and shakes it off, quickly rolling back to her feet. Lockup in the middle but neither can power the other one around very much, transition to a headlock from Widow. She tightens it up but Crystal finds her wind and pushes Widow off to the ropes. Widow rebounds with a FLYING FOREARM! Crystal bumps but rolls through. Widow is there with a quick right hand and a try for a whip but Crystal reverses and yanks Widow in for a knee to the gut. Crystal hooks her in - SUPLEX and she goes for a quick cover. 1 KICKOUT, and both ladies are on their feet, circling the ring. Widow is on it with right hands, three in a row and she catches a stunned Crystal with a quick JAWBREAKER! Crystal flails back and Widow goes for the cover. 1 KICKOUT. Widow is on her feet quicker than Crystal and she picks Crystal the rest of the way up. Looks like she’s going for a suplex of her own but CRYSTAL REVERSES and lands on her feet behind Widow. Locks the arms in - GERMAN SUPLEX to Widow! Widow is the sluggish one now, and Crystal thinks fast. She runs to the corner, leaps to the second rope and springboards back out with a Back Kick to Widow! Crystal is there in a flash, picking Widow’s legs up, she’s going for the CRYSTALLING but Widow scrambles to the ropes before it can get locked in good. Crystal paces back as Widow pulls herself up by the ropes and comes charging but Widow thinks fast and drops her shoulder to roll Crystal back over the rope to the outside! Crystal lands with a thud and seems dazed. Widow runs the ropes, leaps to the top rope for a SPLASH to CRYSTAL on the OUTSIDE -NO! CRYSTAL GETS HER KNEES UP! Widow hits hard and rolls away, clutching her abdomen. Crystal gets to her feet and picks Widow up, gently sliding her back under the ropes to the ring. Crystal then climbs to the top rope from the outside, but Widow scrambles to her feet, still clutching her sides, and meets Crystal there. Struggle, and Widow slaps Crystal hard and hooks her up - FISHERMAN’S SUPLEX OFF THE TOP! The two women come crashing to the mat, big moves and hard impacts taking their toll. Neither moves for a moment, but Widow crawls over and slings an arm over Crystal. 1 2 3NONONO! SPIDERPOET is at ringisde, and he yanks the ref out before he can make the count! SP slides in the ring now and drags Widow off of Crystal and begins stomping away at her already hurting ribs. Poet’s face is twisted in a sneer of contempt and finally he leaves the ring and heads towards the timekeeper. He pushes him out of his chair and takes it, snapping it shut and heading back towards the ring. Poet slides in as Widow is on her hands and knees, her sides obviously giving her a fight on getting to her feet. Poet walks up to him and she looks up with pleading eyes as he raises the chair high. . . . and he freezes. He’s poised to ring her bell good, probably do some serious damage with one good shot. But he seems unable to do it. CRYSTAL yanks the chair from behind him! SP whirls around - VANDAMINATOR TO SP! SP is DOWN~! Crystal slides under the ropes and drags Widow with her and the two make for the ramp as quickly as they can, Crystal supporting Widow as they go. Crystal looks back over her shoulder at the ring, where SP is trying to get to his feet, but the new wound in his head is pouring blood into his eyes and he’s having some trouble. He looks up, a look of confused anger on his features, while the two ladies make their way back behind the curtain. (Parka is seen walking the hallways when he passes a familiar looking man dressed in KISS makeup) PAUL STANLEY Hey Parka wait up PARKA Huh? You wanna talk to me? STANLEY Yeah. I've got an offer for you. PARKA Offer? What the... STANLEY Come on inside and we'll talk it over. PARKA Listen man, I got big PK. The Dream Machines are the hottest tag team going, and after what Shattered Dreams did, I'm not sure we're ready for a third guy again. STANLEY No no no no! That's not what I'm talking about! I'm offering you a partnership...a deal! For one night only! I've seen you in the ring and I think you could help us out. PARKA Us? Who's "us"? STANLEY Well Gene Simmons and I that's who "us" is. (Parka spits out the drink he was drinking as Paul mentions Gene) STANLEY Careful that's gimmick infringement. PARKA Huh? Did you say Gene Simmons!? THE Gene Simmons? (Stanley opens the door a little further so Parka can see Gene sitting in a chair. Gene waves at him) PARKA What the hell could I do for you guys? STANLEY You could be our hired gun! We could even call you.....The Love Gun! (Parka gives Stanley a funny look) PARKA How much are you offering? (Gene shows Parka an envelope full of money. Parka looks at it and his eyes grow big) PARKA Can I hold it? STANLEY "..." PARKA I meant the money!!! STANLEY Oh! I knew that... (Gene hands Parka the money) PARKA You know...I already have a partner. Thanks, but no thanks......well gotta run! (Parka walks away) STANLEY Damn...he would have been good....wait a minute...HE LEFT WITH THE MONEY!! GENE That's okay...I have plenty. Did I ever tell you I own the rights to the Monopoly guy? STANLEY You own the rights to Vince? (Gene shakes his head and walks back into the room) Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Zack Malibu Report post Posted May 2, 2003 Coach:"Well, Parka is a bit richer these days..." MC:"Forget that...we just had Gene Simmons hanging out on HeldDOWN~! This IS where the star power is at!" "Sure Know Something" hits as tag team action is set to begin. The crowd boos as the Starbearer makes his way to ringside. Announcer: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first from Detroit, Michigan, weighing in at 240 lbs: The Starbearer Paul Stanley! Stanley slides in the ring and waits as his music dies down. "California Love" starts up. Announcer: And his partner from San Diego, California, weighing in at 235 lbs: The Parka! The crowd boos unmercifully as Parka makes his way down the aisle. He slides in the ring and glances over at Stanley before waiting at a separate end of the ring. The music dies down. "Working Man" hits. Announcer: And their opponets.... first from Japan, weighing in at 208 lbs: Mongoose Foshi! Mongoose makes his way down the aisle to a nice pop. Stanley comes near the ropes as Mongoose gets near ringside. Parka unenthusiastically stands next to Stanley. Mongoose waits on the outside. His music dies down. "Fighter" starts up. Announcer: And his partner from Beverly Hills, California weighing in at 190 lbs: Shattered Dreams! The crowd erupts in a huge pop as SD dances his way to ringside. He stops next to Foshi. Foshi tosses his jacket off. They glance at one another, nod, and charge the ring. Foshi takes Stanley as SD takes Parka. Each pair exchanges shots. SD tosses Parka to the outside. Stanley throws a punch at Foshi which is ducked as Foshi hits a kick to the face sending Stanley to the outside as well. SD stands on the second rope posing for the fans to a huge pop as Foshi motions for Stanley to come back in the ring. Order is restored by the ref as each team takes its corner. SD and Stanley start things off. They lock up in the center. SD with the advantage whips Stanley off the ropes but gets taken down with a shoulder block. Stanley runs off the ropes, hops over SD and comes off the ropes as SD kips up, but Stanley takes him down with another shoulder block. Stanley arrogantly kicks SD and then waits for him to get up before running off the ropes once more. He looks for another shoulder block, but SD avoids it and takes him down with a drop toe hold. He holds the knee locked for a while before smacking Stanley in the back of the head ala Scott Hall. Stanley stands up looking pissed. He throws a punch, but SD avoids and gets him in a waistlock. Stanley reverses. SD is able to grab out Stanley's leg through his own legs and gets him in an odd roll-up. 1 2 Kick out. Stanley gets to his feet first and takes SD down with a vicious clothesline. He grabs the knee of SD and drops an elbow before going into a leglock applying pressure to the knee. Before holding it for too long, he gets up and drops another elbow and then once more and then locks the knee once more. SD is struggling to escape, but Stanley won't let up the pressure. SD manages to position himself to get a few shots in. Stanley throws an elbow at him and SD rolls him up once more... 1 2 Kick out. SD struggles to his feet as Stanley charges from behind and clips the injured knee. He drags SD over to the heels' corner and tags in Parka who enters with a slingshot senton onto the injured knee/leg area. Parka drags SD to the middle of the ring and stomps the knee. Parka sets up and locks in the figure four in the center of the ring. SD has no chance for the ropes. His shoulders go down and the ref counts. 1 SD gets back up. Parka holds it for a while. The fans get behind SD and cheer for his comeback. SD begins to overturn the hold. Just as he's about to get the full pressure reversed, Stanley quickly enters and hits a dropkick to the head of SD breaking the hold. Foshi protests Stanley's interference giving the heels a chance to double team. They work the knee until the ref returns his attention to them and Stanley retreats to his corner. Parka drags SD to the corner and tags in Stanley. Stanley whips SD into the far corner and comes at him with a stiff dropkick to the midsection. He picks SD up again and whips him into the corner once more and charges at him. SD jumps up out of the way and gets a Booker T-esque roll up. 1 2 Kick out. Stanley looks for a clothesline, but SD ducks and hits a few shots. He whips Stanley into the corner. He tries to make his way over to tag in Foshi, but Stanley spears him from the side. He covers. 1 2 Kick out. Stanley whips him into the corner again, but SD puts on the breaks and quickly ascends to the top looking for a corkscrew but his knee gives out and he gets crotched on the top and falls into a tree of woe. Stanley looks for the baseball slide, but SD manages to free himself and get out of the way. SD gets back to his feet as Stanley approaches from behind. SD throws a kick, but Stanley catches the leg. SD hits an enzugiri and both men are down. The ref starts his count. 1 2 3 4 SD begins to crawl over to his corner. Stanley follows him and grabs his leg once more. SD kicks at him to no avail and then focuses on making the tag. He stretches out as far as he can and finally tags in Foshi. Mongoose comes in with a barrage of chops and kicks to Stanley. He sends takes him down with a sweeping kick. Parka comes in and is taken down with an armdrag. Foshi dropkicks them both to the outside and then waits. As they get up he runs and hits a sommersault plancha onto both. Back in the ring, SD takes his time ascending to the top rope. He waits for the three to get up. Foshi notices him and gets out of the way as SD comes off with a corkscrew onto Stanley and Parka. Not the brightest idea as SD contributed to his injured knee. Foshi rolls Stanley back into the ring. He enters with a springboard moonsault and covers. 1 2 Parka breaks up the count and quickly goes back to his corner. Foshi goes after him and receives a bulldog from Stanley. He tags Parka back in. Parka hits a scoopslam and a standing moonsault for the cover. 1 2 Kick out. Parka sets up Foshi and hits three successive German suplexes, pinning on the third. 1 2 Kick out. Parka gets up and signals for the end. He sets up for the Day of the Dead, but as he has him up, Foshi battles out and gets down. He hits a roundhouse kick to the head knocking Parka down. Stanley comes in with a shot to the back. SD makes the save with a clothesline to Stanley. Stanley rolls to the outside as Foshi follows him. They battle on the outside while SD goes after Parka on the inside. SD waits on Parka and hits the Rodeo Driver. He turns his attention to Stanley and Foshi on the outside and hits a pescado on Stanley taking him down. Foshi returns to the ring. He picks up Parka and hits La Villa Strangiato. He covers. 1 2 3!! DING DING DING Announcer: Here are your winners: Shattered Dreams and Mongoose Foshi! Foshi goes to the outside to SD. They slap fives to one another and then make their way down the aisle away from ringside. SD is still favoring the knee but doesn't seem to be too affected by it overall. MC:"What an excellent match! Foshi got the pin, but...hey look, what's this?" Starbearer grabs the mic from the announcer. SB:"Foshi, you and Shattered Dreams may have emerged victorious, but you didn't get what you wanted, baby! You didn't pin the Starbearer, ooooh no!" Starbearer tosses the mic back to the announcer, prancing up the aisle as FOSHI stares him down from within the ring. MC:"And now, from actual musicians, to the King of Karaoke lately..." Cut to the backstage area, where former World Champion ANGLESAULT is standing. ANGLESAULT: Ya know, Money, some people just don't give up. I beat you at Living Angleously. It's over! You should just fucking give up! You might be pissed, but I think you should just say... (The crowd boos, as "Aint that a Bitch" instrumental plays in the background) ANGLESAULT: UP IN SMOKE YOU LOST ANOTHER LOVER AS YOU TAKE A HIT OFF YOUR LAST CIGARETTE yeah STRUNG OUT BURN OUT YEAH YOU'RE DOWN ON YOUR LUCK AND YOU DON'T GIVE A HUH 'TIL THE BEST PART OF YOU STARTS TO...TWITCH AIN'T DAT A BITCH (Anglesault sneers at K-Money as the crowd boos heavily) ANGLESAULT: FREAK OUT I'M ALONE NOW I FEEL JUST LIKE I'M LOSIN' MY MIND 'CAUSE LOVE IS LIKE A RIGHT DRESS ON A WRONG GIRL YOU NEVER KNOW WHAT YOU'RE GONNA FIND (Anglesault makes it to the ring, but not in. He turns his back to the ring) ANGLESAULT: YA THINK YOU'RE HIGH AND FINE AS WINE THEN YOU WIND UP LIKE A DOG IN A DITCH 'COZ LOVE IS LIKE A WRONG TURN ON A COLD NIGHT YEAH AIN'T THAT A BITCH-AUH WELL AIN'T THAT A BITCH yeah yeah yeah yeah that ain't love girl SPEAR~! K MONEY IS ON THE SCENE! Money starts firing off lefts and rights on AS! AS yells "get him off of me!", and security comes running. Coach:"Oh man, what a grudge these two have. They'll attempt to settle it, NEXT!" Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Zack Malibu Report post Posted May 2, 2003 ::April 15th, 2002... ::*Sirens Blare* Da Big Poppa comes out, surveys the massive amount of carnage and blood. Comes down to the ring and stares at the aWo while Treble Charged gets up. The two shake hands and taunt the aWo!!! JR: Oh MY GAWD..>There's HOPE!...:: Narrator: Thats how BPP arrived, like a true hero, he gave hope to those who needed it most when the aWo were getting out of control. So how did BPP end the most hated member of the OAOAST? How did he go from such a freedom fighter to a 'power hungry prick' as The SuperStar once said? Maybe the answer can be drawn from the very same night of BPP's debut... ::Full Nelson's Treble Charged, places feet on 2nd rop on turnbuckle, jumps and pulls Treble Up and over and into Finality (2nd rope, floating Diamond Cutter) Pulls of the Mesh Jacket to reveal an aWo Shirt Grabs Mic: "Every Man has a Price!" JR: My GAWD, what did the aWo Promise to get Big Poppa on their side...We've got no hope left! aWo poses with arms outstretched in the middle of the ring... ...Big Poppa Pick approaches the aWo and Caboose extends a hand BPP reaches but Caboose pulls BPP into a EndOfTheLine and BPP gets spraypainted for trying to get himself into the aWo! SWERVE BAYBEE! BPP does not join the aWo!:: Did Caboose's actions on that fateful night over a year ago set a off a trigger reaction that is still being felt today in the OAOAST? What did BPP have to do with Caboose leaving? What did BPP have to do with CWM leaving? What did BPP have to do with Sandman leaving? What did BPP have to do with SuperStar leaving? What did BPP have to do with AnglePlex's losing streak and subsequent departure? What is the real reason history the Trinity Angle? What is BPP's real agenda? Have I asked too many questions yet?... OAOAST Confidential: Behind The Violence... ...Because some truths are TOO great to remain secret:: Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Zack Malibu Report post Posted May 2, 2003 COLE Fans, tonight we have a match that will be guaranteed to entertain... COACH That's right...tonight, we have the main man in this federation, Anglesault, facing the biggest prospect here in the OAOAST, K-Money. COLE Let's take you back to last Sunday, at Living Angleously...there, we saw the first one-on-one match up between these two men... (Scence fade to Living Angleously. A still of K-Money locking Anglesault in the Screams of No Reply is shown before the actual motion clip plays with a Micheal Cole voice-over) COLE V-O Here, we see K-Money, locking ANGLESAULT into his own finishing maneuver, the Screams of No Reply... (another still is shown of K-Money running up the turnbuckle, going for the Sliced Bread #3. This time the voice over is Coach) COACH V-O and here we see K-Money hit his pet finishing maneuver, the Sliced Bread #3... (the clip plays is full motion, the crowds cheers almost drowning out Coach's comments) COACH V-O but STILL, that wasn't enough to keep Anglesault down, his shoulder BARELY getting up. (the final clip shown is K-Money getting rolled up with the Oklahoma Roll...1...2...3. Anglesault wins. The scene then cuts back to Cole and Coach) COACH However, tonight, as you said, K-Money gets another shot at the man that stole the win from him...Anglesault "KISS YOUR ASS GOODBYE!" CUE: "Dream On" by Aerosmith (The fans erupt in a chorus of boos as red, white, and blue lights suddenly flash all around the arena. The curtain spreads, and out steps Anglesault, a huge cocky grin across his face. The fans boos grow louder as AS slowly puts his hands up to just above his elbows and twirls slowly, just as red, white, and blue pyro shoots out. AS slowly climbs the stairs and steps into the ring as Finkel makes the introduction) FINKEL: Ladies and Gentlemen! This match! Is scheduled for ONE Fall! and has a thirty minute time limit! Entering first, from New York City, New York...weighing in at Two hundred...and 27 pounds...ANGLESAULT! (the fans boos grow louder as AS takes off his robe slowly, nodding in extreme arrogance to the fans...he looks across at Finkel and asks for his microphone, which he recieves) ANGLESAULT Thank you, Fink...I would like to start off by saying... (Before AS can finish, the arena goes completely black) "THE SHOWSTOPPER!" CUE: "Kickstart My Heart" by Motley Crue (Green lights flash with the opening guitar chords, while gold lights flash along with the drum beat, right before...BOOM! Purple, Gold, and Green pyro explode as Nikki Sixx starts to sing. The curtain flies open, and out steps K-Money, causing the fans to rise to their feet and applause) FINKEL: And his opponent! From Hollywood, California! Weighing in at One hundred and 95 pounds...the current NWA/UPW/Zero-One Jr. Heavyweight Champion...THE SHOWSTOPPER!...K...MONEY!! (K-Money glares at Anglesault for a few seconds before a cocky smile crosses his face. Money starts dancing slightly, then begins his incredibly cocky strut down the entrance ramp, causing all the girls in the audience to scream. A sign reading "MARRY ME, K-MONEY" is shown, a beautiful blonde girl shown holding it up. The scene switches back to K-Money, who is slapping hands with the fans at ringside. A girl suddenly shoots out and wraps her arms around his neck, pulling him into a huge hug. Money smiles and kisses her on the cheek before pulling himself away and climbing onto the apron. Money tells the ref to hold the ropes open. The ref moves to them and holds them open, watching as Money puts his leg through...then takes it out and walks over to the turnbuckle, which he climbs. Money spreads his arms in a crucifix pose, then jumps off, putting his feet into a rockstar like position before landing. He slowly takes off his purple button up shirt, then moves to center of the ring, causing Anglesault to slide to the outside. Money hands the shirt to the ref, before twirling around and stopping in the HBK pose. The fans pop grows louder as Money suddenly stands and twirls again) COLE: This K-Money is such a great performer. He really knows how to get the fans attention. COACH He's certaintly got your attention, doesn't he, Mike? COLE What? COACH Nothing...*chuckle* (K-Money slowly backs into his corner and pushes his hair out of his eyes) FANS LET'S GO MO-NEY *clap clap clapclapclap* LET'S GO MO-NEY *clap clap clapclapclap* (Money looks out at the crowd, raising a brow. He then puts his cupped hand up to his ear and leans toward the crowd, causing the chant to grow louder. Money smiles, then stands on the bottom rope, leaning into the crowd more. The chant is now deafening) FANS LET'S GO MO-NEY! *CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* LET'S GO MO-NEY! *CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* (K-Money's smile goes wider as he gets off the bottom rope and looks over at Anglesault, who is now pacing in his corner like a caged animal; his eyes focused on Money the entire time) DING DING DING! COLE And Anglesault/Money II is underway! (Money slowly moves towards the middle of the ring. His eyes locked on AS, whose arrogant grin has returned. AS starts talking trash, shaking his head at K-Money, who is growing angrier and angrier the entire time. AS slowly makes his way out to Money...and extends his hand?!) COLE A sign of respect by the former World Champ, maybe? COACH HA! Right...that's a good one... (Money looks out at the crowd, then back at Anglesault. Anglesault slowly raises his hand and spits into it, rubs his palms together, then extends his hand again, his grin now wider. Money slowly puts his hand out, slightly bracing for an attack. Money's hand is almost there...and AS pulls his hand away, before spitting in Money's face. Anglesault let out a huge belly laugh as Money wipes the spit off of his eye) COLE What an asshole... COACH Fo shizzy...he's a straight up jackass (AS laughs and looks out at the fans before turning back to Money...who spits back in AS's face...SMACK! Anglesault falls to the mat and scurries to the ropes, holding his face, courtesy of a K-Money slap. The fans erupt as Money extends his hand, a cocky grin on his face) COLE A measure of retaliation by K-Money! COACH This kid has guts, Cole...he has got GUTS for spitting in AND slapping Anglesault's face... (AS has a look of sheer anger and hatred on his face. He suddenly leaps up, and the two are in a collar-and-elbow tie-up. AS seems to get the upperhand, forcing Money to drop to a knee, but Money pops right back. AS quickly pushes Money into the nearby turnbuckle. The ref quickly squeezes his way between the two, forcing them to make a break, but AS grabs Money by the chin, squeezing his face. AS swifty pushes Money's head back and leans forward, yelling obscenities, the final one being crystal clear: "YOU LITTLE BITCH!" AS finally breaks it, but not before delivering a huge slap to Money's face. The fans groan as Money keeps his head in the position the slap pushed it into, his eyes flaring with hatred. Meanwhile, AS is arguing with the ref for not making a clean break) COLE Good GOD, that slap was hellacious! COACH That's right, girlfriend! COLE Hell ye...Wait, what? (K-Money slowly focuses his gaze on AS, who is now making his way back to him. Suddenly, Money explodes out of the corner, turning AS and pushing him into the turnbuckle...WHOO! A vicious chop by Money causes AS to grimace in pain...WHOO!! Another chop has AS clutching at his chest in pain...WHOO!!! The third one is the hardest, and AS' chest is now beet red. Money looks at the ref then back at AS. Money quickly grabs him by the cheeks and squeezes, pushing his head back. Money's one insult is heard loud and clear: "WHO'S THE BITCH NOW, HUH?!" The front row fans all say in unison "ANGLESAULT IS!" Money slowly moves to the center of the ring as AS looks at him, shocked) COLE And Money is letting his agression out! COACH His...RUTHLESS agression?! COLE ....No... (Anglesault slowly makes his way towards Money, and the two lock-up again, this time Money gets the advantage with a side headlock. Anglesault attempts to power out of it, but Money has it locked in too tight...SMACK! Money delivers another slap to AS' head before locking the headlock on tighter. AS is obviously angry at this, which is made clear when he delivers three blistering elbows to the gut of K-Money, who lets go of the headlock. Anglesault, the seasoned veteran, quickly takes advantage and locks Money into a hammerlock. Money screams in pain as AS wrenches on it. WHACK! AS delivers a vile smack to the back of Money's head. Money's eyes once again go angry, right before he grabs AS' head in a 2/3 face lock position and runs towards the turnbuckle!) COLE SLICED BREAD #3!! (Cole jumped the gun. Anglesault sees it coming and pushes Money into the turnbuckle, where he jumps onto the second turnbuckle, all while AS is turning, tapping his head and smiling a wide grin. AS turns back towards Money...who is already in the air with a moonsault! 'Sault sees this, however, and catches Money mid-move and runs towards theturnbuckle! Money, however, slips out and locks on a sleeper, before dropping forward...FLASH BACK! The fans erupt as Money gets to his feet, spitting on AS as he rolls to the outside. Money slowly walks to the ropes and sits on the middl rope, inviting AS back into the ring. The crowd goes crazy as Money yells "Get in the ring, Assh***...") COLE WOW! Strong words by K-Money! COACH This kid has NO fear...none... COLE and the scary thing is: He can back them up! COACH He shouldn't sell Anglesault short, though...'Sault has got many many many MANY more years experience than Money... (Money slowly backs up to the middle of the ring, watching AS slowly roll back in. Anglesault, oddly enough, is acting more cautious as he stands slowly, raising his arms to get ready for a collar-and-elbow tie up. The two meet in the ring and lock up again. Money delivers a quick boot to the gut of AS and grabs his wrist, attempting to whip him towards the ropes, but AS reverses it, sending Money rebounding off the ropes...and STRAIGHT INTO A OVERHEAD BELLY-TO-BELLY SUPLEX!! The fans all shout in unison as Money bounces from his back onto his stomach from the impact) COLE K-MONEY IS DEAD! COACH All AS needs to do is cover him! (Anglesault quickly stands and walks over to Money, grabbing him by the hair and bringing him to a reverse standing position. AS hooks Money's arms in a Dragon Suplex position! AS lifts...and drops Money throat first across the top rope!) COLE Anglesault with some Innovation! COACH That was really cool...I'm sorry...that was really cool... (Money grabs his throat and starts breathing heavily as AS picks him back up, reverse standing position. This time, AS wraps his arms around Money's waist...he lifts...CRASH!! GERMAN SUPLEX PIN! The ref drops! 1! 2!! ThNO! K-Money kicked out! AS shakes his head and stands as Money holds the back of his head, tapping his foot against the mat in pain) COLE My...god...that was HUGE! COACH NOW K-Money is dead... (AS slowly picks Money up off the mat, once again in a reverse standing position. AS puts Money into a Katahajime...AS lifts!...CRASH!! The fans groan along with K-Money, who quickly rolls to the outside, clutching his neck, thanks to an absolutely devastating Katahajime Suplex) COACH I change my mind...NOW...NOW he's dead... (AS smiles arrogantly at the booing fans as he sits down on the middle rope, inviting the lifeless K-Money back into the ring. The boos grow louder as AS laughs at his opponent and points) COLE Anglesault...Anglesault is SICK! He probably broke K-Money's neck, and there he is laughing! (the boos suddenly turn to cheers as the curtain opens again, revealing Josie, who is being held back by a member of the Indy Faction, Paul London. Josie's eyes are filled with tears, quite obviously because of how her boyfriend is getting massacred. AS looks over at her and laughs, then looks back at Money, who is somehow resting on the apron. AS looks back over at Josie and smiles a wicked grin. "WHAT'S THAT? YOU WANNA SEE HIM DIE?!" Josie screams a no, her eyes now two big tears, but this only causes AS to laugh louder. "O-OK!" he chuckles, before reaching over and grabbing K-Money by the hair. AS slowly pulls Money onto the apron and gets him standing in a reverse standing position) COLE Oh god...What's Anglesault going to do here?! (Anglesault slowly positions Money in a Dragon Suplex position. Josie's screams turn louder, and it is becoming harder and harder for London to hold her back) COACH Oh good god no... COLE He wouldn't...Anglesault wouldn't dare...This could break K-Money's neck! COACH Dragon Suplex into the ring?! He wouldn't!...He can't! (Anglesault smiles evily at the fans, then lifts...) COLE MY GOD! HE'S GOING TO DO IT! COACH NO! JOSIE NOOO! PAUL, HELP HIM! (Anglesault lifts...and K-Money lands on his feet! The crowd goes crazy as Money leaps and dropkicks AS out of the ring!) COLE MONEY WITH A DROPKICK! (Anglesault slowly staggers to his feet as Money runs across the ring towards the opposite ropes. He rebounds and runs back towards AS!) COACH WATCH K-MONEY! (Money leaps to the top rope...but Anglesault jumps and hits the rope, causing Money to land crotch first. The fans groan in unison as AS hops back onto the apron, clotheslining Money off the rope and back into the ring) COLE Dammit! Anglesault had that move scouted! Dammit! Dammit! (AS quickly moves back into the ring and does a slow throat cut...signaling for the Screams of No Reply. AS drops to one knee and grabs Money's ankle...but Money quickly flips over onto his back and kips up, AS still holding his ankle. Money hops three times before jumping up...WHAM!! ENZIGURI CONNECTS!! Anglesault clutches the back of his head as the fans erupt) COLE Desperation move by K-Money! Can he capitalize?! (Anglesault slowly pulls himself up in the corner nearest to where the two landed, while Money pulls himself up in the corner farthest from him...Money looks up and sees AS..."F*** IT UUUUP!" he yells, signaling for the Dr. Smooths Secret Recipe. Money, now with a full head of steam, rushes toward AS...who quickly moves out of the way, causing Money to hit the turnbuckle hard. Josie and Paul London are now down by the ring, shouting encouragement to Money...who gets rolled up in a Small Package! The ref counts! 1!... 2!!... 3!!!NO!! Money kicked out at the last second! AS gets up quickly and starts hopping up and down in a tantrum form. Money slowly gets up, his back facing AS...AS grabs Money in an Angle Slam position! Anglesault lifts...but Money floats over...and grabs AS' head in a 2/3 Neck Lock position! Money runs towards the nearest turnbuckle, but AS pushes him into it! Money hits hard, the impact causing him to turn in towards AS, who is now charging!...) PAUL LONDON MOVE, KEN! (just like that, Money obliges, grabbing the top rope and hopping over it! Anglesault rams shoulder-first into the ringpost! He staggers back as Money slingshots...INTO A SLINGSHOT OKLAHOMA ROLL! The ref drops! 1!!... 2!!!... 3!!!! DING DING DING!! The fans go insane as Money quickly rolls to the outside, "Kickstart my Heart" blaring over the PA system! Money rolls right into Josie's waiting arms, and the two kiss. London helps K-Money get to a standing position as a ring crew member hands him his NWA/UPW/Zero-One Jr. Title. Finkel stands as K-Money raises the belt high over his head) FINKEL YOUR WINNER...AT 20:37...THE SHOW STOPPER...K...MONEY!! (Anglesault slowly gets to his knees, his eyes and mouth open wide. He looks angrily at the ref and raises three fingers questionly, and when he gets a nod, AS glares at Josie, London, and K-Money before slapping the mat) COLE K-MONEY DID IT! K-MONEY JUST PINNED ANGLESAULT! COACH DON'T JUDGE THE SIZE OF THE DOG IN THE FIGHT, JUDGE THE SIZE OF THE FIGHT IN THE DOG! THAT HAS NEVER BEEN MORE TRUE, MC! COLE DAMN RIGHT, COACH! LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, WHAT A MATCH WE'VE JUST SEEN! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Zack Malibu Report post Posted May 2, 2003 Camera cuts to an empty gym. Well empty except for one person. A man about 5'6, 5'7" just a little over 200 lbs. Voiceover:(Almost in a whisper)He is coming. Man:This is my destiny to be a wrestler. I can win anything if I set my mind to it. Voiceover:Not the biggest dog in the fight however, but keeps on coming no matter what. Man:It doesn't matter how many times you get knocked down, it matters how many times you get up. Voiceover:Coming soon to OAOAST, Mad Matt. The gym slowly fades out. We see a graphic that says the same thing that the voiceover guy just said. MC:"How about that, another new star on their way to hD!" Coach:"This roster just keeps getting bigger and better, Michael." As the lighting fades throughout the arena, the tune of "Rock Your Body" fills the air, welcoming Totally Endorsed into the arena. Tonight, Terry Simmons has a shot at the World Title, held by Zack Malibu, due to events that took place last week during the 8 Man Elimination Tag Match. MC:"Let's take you back to last week folks, and show you just why Terry Simmons is getting a shot at the World Champion tonight on HeldDOWN~!" *Quick cut to a replay of the tag match last week, showing Simmons stalking Alison, and Zack responding with continuous chairshots on the big man.* Coach:"Zack did what he felt was right. He was on edge as he had that PPV match coming up with Evenflow, and when he saw Simmons going after Alison, he just lost it." MC:"What in...Coach, why do all of TE have mics in their hands?" A close-up shot of the group shows that everyone, save for Simmons, is weilding a microphone for some reason. Coach:"I have no idea!" "Rock Your Body" fades out, and evolves into the tune of a piano. The slow beat of the World Champion's theme song begins, as the crowd goes hush in anticipation... BOOM! *Wake me up* Wake me up inside *I can't wake up* Wake me up inside *Save me* Call my name and save me from the dark Zack and Alison come rushing out, doing their ritual of winding up the crowd while on the ramp. The two then make it through the shower of pyro, stepping into full view on the rampway, as the fans in the arena tonight rise to their feet while cheering the champion. Coach:"You've got to wonder Michael Cole, what happens if Terry Simmons is able to win tonight? You think Stephen Joseph would give the belt to him without incident?" MC:"Please, don't even get me started. This whole Trinity thing, and Popick's betrayal...they can point the fingers all they want. All I know is that standing in that ring is a guy who's done more for this company than perhaps anyone else. He's put his heart and soul into everything he's done. Zack Malibu is not about to let Los Infernales, Popick, Stephen Joseph...whatever he likes to be called now...no one is going to ruin Zack Malibu's reign." After posing for the fans, "Bring Me To Life" fades into silence. Totally Endorsed scatter out of the ring, leaving only the big hoss, Terry Simmons. Alison gives Zack a quick kiss on the cheek, as always, just before the bell rings. Collar and elbow tie up in the center, and Zack gets shoved to the mat by Simmons, who shows off his power! MC:"This guy is a brute!" Zack quickly brushes off, and comes in again, attempting a lockup. Yet again, Simmons simply shoves him off, then pounds on his own chest, taunting the champ. Malibu gets up, going in a third time for a lockup, but quickly breaks it, spinning on the mat and using a sweep kick to take Terry Simmons off his feet! MC:"Great move by Zack!" Zack bounces off the ropes, and drops an elbow, but Simmons easily rolls out of the way. He gets to his feet, and tries to drop his own elbow on Zack, but Zack dodges that shot. Zack jumps to his feet, and runs the ropes again, heading towards Simmons at full speed and then launching forward, taking him out with a flying forearm shot! Coach:"Great strategy by the champion! Stick n' move, Zack!" Simmons backs into a corner, and Zack runs up on him, hopping to the second rope and looking out to the crowd, signalling for them to count along as he punches on him! 1... 2... 3... 4... "And speaking of punch, everyone in the arena should try the delicious Fruit Juicy Red flavor of Hawiian Punch, available at any and all supermarkets, convienience stores, as well as most vending machines!" Zack looks down on the floor, distracted by Calvin Szechstein plugging products at ringside! MC:"Now we know what the live mics were for!" The distraction proves to be enough for Simmons to throw Zack off him, the champion landing flat on his back. As he recovers, Simmons charges, wiping out the champion with a stiff lariat that caught him more along the forehead than his neck area, and knocks him for a loop. Coach:"There you see it, the raw power of Terry Simmons." Simmons picks Zack up off the mat, and locks his arms around his ribcage, squeezing him in a bearhug. Zack is stunned from the lariat, but not completely weakened, so he fires off two elbows to the side of Simmons' head, breaking the hold. Zack hooks Simmons, and goes for a Russian Legsweep, but Simmons blocks that by elbowing Zack right on the chin. Simmons takes Zack by the arm and sends him towards the ropes with an Irish Whip, but makes the mistake of putting his head down. Zack comes forward, then drops to the mat in front of Simmons, and plants a right hand on his jaw, sending him staggering up to his feet! Zack KIPS UP~!, and sees Simmons rushing forward, so he leaps up, rotating in the air towards Simmons, and nails him with a spinning roundhouse kick! Zack poses, but just as he goes to pick up Simmons... "What you just saw was a roundhouse, but we highly recommend Outback Steakhouse, home of the Bloomin' Onion! If you'd like a taste of Down Under, then try Outback Steakhouse!" Zack looks incredulously at Colvid, who is all smiles after that endorsement. MC:"Who's on commentary tonight, us or them?" Again, the distraction proves to get to Zack, as Simmons comes up behind him, clenching him in a waistlock, then taking him over with a release German Suplex that folds him up like an accordion! Simmons immediately covers Zack, hooking the leg...2 Count! Simmons seems displeased, but pulls Zack to his feet, continuing on offense. He picks Zack up over his shoulder, and charges the corner, ramming Zack into it hard...OKLAHOMA STAMPEDE, SHADE OF DOCTOR DEATH...COUNTERED~!? Zack grabs the right arm of Simmons, sliding out of his grip and twisting around, into an armbar, forcing the big man to the mat! MC:"Nice counter manuever by Zack Malibu!" The referee asks Simmons' what he wants to do, and Simmons says he's not quitting. The Totally Endorsed hoss powers up to his feet, Zack still with a vice grip on his arm. Simmons hesitates for a moment, then fires an elbow to Zack's face, causing him to stumble back and release the hold. Simmons shakes his arm, working out the kinks, but rests for too long. Malibu spins around and fires off a ROARING ELBOW~! that knocks the hoss on his ass! Simmons is completely dazed by the blow, and as he gets up, Zack sprints forward and dives at his leg, taking him out with a chop block! Simmons clutches at his knee, and slowly tries to get up, only to be met with a dropkick to the same knee by Zack! Coach:"This is what Zack needs to do. He can't match him power move for power move. Keeping him grounded is a sound strategy!" Simmons slowly gets up, and Zack capitalizes right away, grabbing his bad wheel and calling for a Dragon Screw, however Simmons reaches forward and grabs Zack by the throat! Zack lets go of his grip on Simmons' leg, while Terry holds him by the throat. Simmons signals for the chokeslam, but Zack spins out of it, again trying to lock on an armbar! Simmons immediately reaches forward, grabbing the top rope with his free hand, causing Zack to have to back off. Slacker, who has put his head down on the apron for a brief rest, is nudged by Calvin... Slacker:"Zzzz....OH, yes, and speaking of breaks, why don't you give yourselves a break. Break off a piece of a delicious Kit Kat bar, available wherever fine candy is sold!" Calvin nods approvingly, as Zack comes over to their side of the ring. Zack looks down at them, and trades words with Calvin, not noticing Simmons coming up behind him...SCHOOLBOY! 1... 2... NO! KICKOUT! Zack gets to his feet, and rushes forward, but is grabbed and snapped to the mat with a spinebuster! Coach:"Simmons nearly put Zack through the canvas!" MC:"TE is proving to be a distraction, whether it's intentional or not!" Simmons stomps on Zack, adding insult to injury. He picks him up off the mat, holding him by the throat again, but launching him backwards, into the corner! Simmons then comes to the corner, and slams down two huge forearms across Zack's sternum, causing the champion to slump. Simmons pulls Zack up, and props him up on the top rope. Terry does the cutthroat gesture to the rest of TE, signalling that he wants to put Zack away. Simmons goes to climb up the ropes, but Zack fires off several shots to his ribs, stunning him. Simmons staggers, but brings a forearm down across Zack's shoulder blades, before climbing up onto the third rope. He hooks Zack in a facelock, and tries to carry him over for a super...NO! ZACK SHOVES SIMMONS OFF! Terry makes the mistake of trying to land on his feet, and further injures his knee! As he struggles to stand, Zack perches himself on the top, then flies off...MISSLE DROPKICK! Terry rolls under the bottom rope and out to the floor, needing time to recover. Zack looks out to the crowd, who are cheering happily for his comeback. Zack crouches down, eyeing all of TE gathering around Simmons and helping him up to his feet. Zack runs across the ring, jumping right up to the top rope, and springboarding off it with a flying bodypress! TE scatters out of the way, but Simmons is not so lucky, as Zack comes crashing down on him! MC:"Wipeout!" Zack lay on his back, trying to get some wind in his system after exerting his energy on that move. While the referee begins to count both guys out, Candie and Calvin enter the ring!? Candie:"While the referee is counting these boys out, I'd just like to remind you all about Rolex brand watches. Whether it's business or pleasure, those of you with a Rolex would surely no longer need help counting down the minutes of the day!" Candie smiles, and waves to the crowd as if she's just done them a great service. Calvin applauds her, only to fall backward...what in the...ANDRE THE MIDGET HAS CALVIN ROLLED UP! 1...2...NO!?! MC:"What is this!?" Coach:"It's 24/7 rules! Andre's taking full advantage of it!" Calvin rolls out of the ring and starts to run up the aisle, with Andre The Midget giving chase. Calvin backs up a few steps, only to back up into a rollup by THE AMAZING RANDO! MC:"Now RANDO? Oh man!" Calvin immediately scurries out of the pin attempt, and hops the railing! The rest of TE run up the aisle, with Slacker doing battle with Rando and Colvid scampering after Andre The Midget. Coach:"Only on HeldDOWN!" With TE occupied with both Rando and Andre, Calvin starts making his way through the crowd. As he jogs up the stairs to an exit, we see that about 4 fans have left their seats and are chasing after him! MC:"What in the...now the fans are trying to capture the 24/7 Title!" Coach:"That's one way to become an OAOAST star. It's better than Tough Enough!" With all the chaos settled down, Zack and Simmons have reentered the ring. Simmons seems disoriented, unaware of what has transpired these last few moments. He looks up the aisle, and sees Colvid chasing the midget, and seems perplexed. He turns around, and Zack tries for a School's Out...CAUGHT BY THE BIG MAN! He slams Zack's leg back to the mat, and follows up with a knee to the gut...POWERBOMB! NO, YOU CAN'T POWERBOMB MALIBU! Zack slips out, landing on his feet, and then hitting a low dropkick to the knee of Simmons! Terry is on one knee, and Zack hits the ropes...ZACK ATTACK~! Simmons collapses on the mat! 1... 2... 3...NO! KICKOUT! The big man still has some fight left in him! Zack pulls him up, and grabs him for the POP DROP~!, but Simmons pushes forward, sending Zack crashing back first into the corner! Simmons is hobbling now, and he turns back to Zack, moving towards the corner and MISSING THE SHOULDERBLOCK! TERRY HITS STEEL! Zack got out of the way in the nick of time! Terry pushes himself out of the corner, grunting in pain from the impact...SCHOOL'S OUT! COVER! 1! 2!! 3!!! Winner:Zack Malibu in 8:49 MC:"What a match! Good effort by the powerhouse, Terry Simmons as well!" Coach:"Indeed. The Totally Endorsed crew, man have they made an impact in the last few weeks. But you can't deny Zack Malibu's heart. He's been a fighting champion, despite all of what..." Coach hasn't even finished his sentence, when a bandaged Stephen Joseph emerges from the back, coming up the aisle. Coach:"This is what I was talking about. HeldDOWN's newest 'manager', Stephen Joseph!" MC:"This whole management thing is nothing but a sham to get under Zack's skin. And look, he's holding the belt he stole, Zack's belt!" Yes, Stephen Joseph is clutching the World Title, the title that was just defended by Zack Malibu, in his grasp. He raises the mic to his mouth, and attempts to utter words over the humongous jeers that are all aimed at him. SJ:"Zack, did you really think you could escape us? Did you really think you could escape fate? We are destined to wage war, continuously. I cannot allow you to run from the path you have chosen for yourself." Zack just stares at SJ, as he makes his way to the ring... Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Zack Malibu Report post Posted May 2, 2003 Zack asks for the mic. ZM:"I hope you're coming down here to return that belt, Popick. Quite frankly the Repo Man gimmick sucked, and you copying it won't help matters." SJ enters the ring, his head bandaged from earlier, with specks of blood visible on it. SJ-'Well Possession is 9/10ths of the law, and I just so happen to be holding this here belt. So I guess it's MINE!' Zack looks up, looks back down at his shoes and grabs BPP by the collar! Zack is threatening SJ but SpiderPoet and El Dandy~! sneak in from behind and attack Zack! Cole-'Dammit! Los Infernales snuck in through the crowd!' Poet and Dandy drag Zack into the corner and Stephen thrusts World Heavyweight belt in Zack's face. BPP 'It's mine now, all mine!' Cole-'Who does BPP think he is?!' Poet and Dandy continue to stomp away on Zack in the corner as Stephen Joseph taunts the crowd with the Heavyweight Championship. The Lights go out. The Crowd gets to it's feet. Coach-'What the hell?!' A repeating drum beat with distorted guitars plays over the sound system. Another distorted guitar starts up as strobe lights are flashed all around the arena. Cole-'What the hell is going on?!' A Guitar riff kicks in and a single strobe shines into the rafters. The Crowd roars. Cole-'Who the hell?' Coach-'It can't be!' Cole-'It can only be!' Coach-'I thought he was dead?!' Cole-'Apparently not!' A figure lowers from the rafters and lands on the entrance stage as the single strobe light goes out, and the crowd gets louder and louder. "Well I been watchin', while you been coughing, I've been drinking life, while you been nausous, And so I drink to health, while you kill yourself, And I just got one thing that I can offer, Go and save yourself, take it out on me, Go save yourself, take it out on me!" 'CABOOSE' flashes on the AngleTron as Ausioslave's 'Cochise' blasts out over the speakers. The Crowd erupts in unison as the lights come back on and Caboose stands atop the entrance stage dressed in all black. Cole-'OH MY GOD! Caboose! It's Caboose! Caboose is back! ' Coach-'Listen to this crowd!' Stephen Jospeh drops the belt, and stands frozen, his eyes widening and mouth wide open. Coach-'BPP looks like he's seen a ghost!' Cole-'He might as well have. Only four short months ago Caboose was actually legally dead for almost ten minutes, following a BPP endorsed attack by Sandman!' Los Infernales look in similar shock as the crowd starts jumping up and down in fits of excitement. Caboose lifts his right arm, holding his cricket bat and pointing it squarely at SJ! Stephen anxiously screams at El Dandy~!, who exits the ring and runs up the entrance ramp towards Caboose, as Poet continues to work over Zack in the corner. Caboose takes three purposeful steps down the ramp before Dandy meets him. Dandy throws a right which Caboose doesn't react to. Dandy throws a second right. Caboose doesn't sell it again. Dandy throws a third right but Caboose simply catches Dandy's fist in his hand! Caboose's eyes intensify as he glares at Dandy and twists his arm outward. Dandy grimaces in pain as the crowd cheers. Finally Caboose pulls Dandy into a EndOfTheLine on the steel ramp! The Crowd erupts yet again. Caboose and Stephen Joseph lock eyes, and Caboose continues his slow walk to the ring as the crowd gets louder and louder! Caboose climbs into the ring and stands face to face with SJ. SJ stands trembling as he holds his hands up in surrender and takes a step back, before throwing a right hand of his own! Caboose no sells it and the crowd roars. Caboose just glares at Stephen, who backs off the ropes and attempts a clothesline. Caboose ducks and as BPP bounces of the ropes, Caboose clotheslines SJ out of his boots! Zack kicks low on Poet and uses the ropes to pull himself up. BPP goes down and Caboose stands over him. Caboose picks up SJ and throws him over his shoulder, as he signals for the Emerald Fusion! The crowd roars it's approval! Zack rips into Poet with vicious haymakers, which eventually send Poet over the top rope and out of the ring! Cole-'Caboose has set this pace alight! And is going to take the man formerly known as BPP out!' But a recovered Dandy slides into the ring and dives at Caboose... ...However Dandy's chin is met with a School's Out from Zack Malibu! Caboose looks at Zack, looks around the arena, and drops Stephen Joseph with an Emerald Fusion! Coach-'Emerald Fusion! Emerald Fusion! Emerald Mother-Fucking Fuison to SJ!' Zacks pumps the air with his fist and salutes the crowd, who have gone absolutely delirious! Caboose picks up the OAOAST World Heavyweight Championship Belt off of the floor. Zacks climbs off the turnbuckle and turns to face Caboose staring straight back at him. SpiderPoet drags BPP and Dandy out from the ring, as Caboose stares at the Championship Belt. Cole-'Uh Oh, whats going to go down here? We all know Caboose once lived for that belt.' Coach-'And don't forget he and Zack fought over it in several brutal encounters.' Caboose looks at the crowd, folds the belt up and hands it to Zack. Caboose grabs Zack's left arm and raises it in the air, as Zack holds aloft the Champoinship with his right arm. And the crowd goes insane! The trinity stand limply on the stage staring back at a triumphant Zack and Caboose in the ring Cole-'Oh My Word what a moment! Caboose is back and it looks like Zack's got some back up against the Trinity!' Coach-'I can't wait for next week's HeldDown! Caboose is back! The Trinity and everyone who said shit about Caboose are gonna have hell to pay!' The Credits roll and picture fades as Caboose and Zack stand on the second ropes, with Caboose pointing his Cricket Bat at the Trinity and Zack holding his title in the direction of the Trinity:: Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Zack Malibu Report post Posted May 2, 2003 (edited) CREDITS: K Money Anglesault SP Mad Matt BPP Myself MVS LPYC FOSHI RevEvil PK Tony RANDO and... CABOOSE~! Edited May 2, 2003 by Zack Malibu Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
