Chuck Woolery 0 Report post Posted November 21, 2003 OAOAST HeldDOWN~! November 20, 2003. The Underground has embarrassed heldDown. Calvin Szechstein has six men to defend his title against, with the pride of his brand on his, Ragdoll, Zack Malibu, and Crystal’s shoulders. Everyone is after heldDown, it seems… and so, we come to tonight. How will another chapter in the “Everyone Hates HeldDown” drama play out? We shall see, with our party hosts… MICHAEL COLE AND JONATHAN COACHMAN~! COLE Nice to see you, Coach! COACH You too, Mike! I love you man! "Smells Like Teen Spirit" comes blaring through the speakers unexpectedly, drawing out the self-appointed Underground leader, CWM, and his charges. COLE And here’s a guy with no love! The 24/7 Champion is followed by associates The Superstar, J. Arthur Edwards, Chave Senate, Gunner Sharps and a familiar, yet still unknown man. The same man who allowed Zack Malibu to be eliminated in last week's main event. COACH Black Eyed Peas would have some words for dese foo’s! The group all enter the ring en masse, as the fans loudly proclaim their dislike for this rebel faction. CWM Normally, I'd tell you to shut up, but it's not as if what you think matters to me anymore. As expected, a louder slew of jeers erupts. CWM Now, I'm out here not because I've got a question that needs to be answered. A question that only one man can answer. So Northstar, instead of sitting on your ass in your cozy little office, why not drag it out here, because there's something that's been overlooked by you and your hack staff. More boos, then there are actually some cheers, as Stacie Orrico's "More To Life" aka the oddest theme choice in wrestling, hits. General Manager Northstar comes out to the mixed reaction, a mic in hand. NORTHSTAR First off, my office isn't that cozy. I've got to talk to the corporate staff about that. You'd think a hot tub and a flat screen TV were small potatoes, but nooooo... CWM Cut it, Northstar. What I wanna know is, what's your deal? You said you'd give us a forum to air our grievances, but it seems like you're going back on your word a bit? NORTHSTAR No, no I'm not. I stand by what I told you...except...who the hell is that guy, anyways? The man Northstar refers to, the same one who ran in from the crowd last week, steps forward. CWM offers him the mic, which he accepts. MYSTERY MAN You gonna let me talk, or cut off my feed if it gets "too hot for TV". NORTHSTAR Too hot equals ratings baby. Don't keep the world waiting. MYSTERY MAN All right then. Everybody wants to know, just who the hell is this guy, and what does he have to do with this invasion? Well let me fill you all in. You see, for a long time now, I've been sitting at home, or in these seats, and I've been watching the fine superstars of the OAOAST. And you know what I've seen? I've seen one big joke. From that pretty boy Malibu, to that paper champion Calvin Szechstein, all the way down to all the nobodies jerking the curtain. OAOAST is the lowest, most vulgar excuse for a wrestling promotion I have ever seen, and trust me, I've been around. So two weeks ago, I happened to be in the stands, and bless my heart, what do I see but the emergence of the Underground. Finally, finally, there's a group of guys around here that aren't a joke. People that see what they want and take it, and they know how to get it, too. I saw that and I said to myself, brother, you want to be a part of this. So after the Superstar laid waste to that disgusting set, I headed to the back entrance, because I knew damn well that the OAOAST brass was gonna kick these men out like dogs. I went back there and I caught the Underground crew coming out, and I offered them my services. And let's all be honest here...*points to self* who wouldn't want this on their team? So you see, it goes like this. I might know a few holds, but I'm not here to wrestle. You see, these guys, they know that there's a big bullseye on every one of their backs. So I'm here to watch those backs. Last week was just a taste. If anyone wants to get to these men, they're gonna have to go through me, and let me assure you, you don't want any part of this. So you fans, and you boys in the back...like it or not, the Underground is here, and we are here to stay. The fans boo after the man, apparently the bodyguard for The Underground, finishes. Northstar seems perplexed. NORTHSTAR Ah, so you're Underground security. Sorta like HeldDOWN~! security, only...not? CWM swipes the mic back from the newest member. CWM Cut the crap, Northstar. We don't imitate, we innovate. We've dominated this show the last few weeks, and helped YOU dominate the ratings. Now, it's your turn to pay the piper. NORTHSTAR Excuse moi? Last time I looked at my social calendar, we weren't friends. I might let you on this show, but it's for one reason and one reason only...ratings. CWM It's fear. NORTHSTAR No, it's ratings. Trust me on that. Now, unless you want them to go into the toilet, and make me very unhappy, I'm going to go back now... CWM You're not going anywhere. You see, you want ratings, that's fine. You want to do what's best for your little show here. But when I say you're afraid, it's obvious. Otherwise, you'd have given us a spot on the PPV next week. Northstar chuckles. NORTHSTAR The PPV? THAT'S what this is about? CWM No, it's about the recognition that we bring. We're on the way to making The Underground a household name. See that little bastard in the front row with a Zack shirt on? Soon he'll be wearing Underground gear, since these kids are nothing but posers, going with the flavor of the week. Kids, don't worry. Once you have an Underground shit, I can guarantee it won't ever go out of style. NORTHSTAR So, it's about merchandising? CWM NO! It's about equal opportunity, Northstar. I'm a champion. I wear the 24/7 Title that guys like yourself, or Peter Knight, or Zack Malibu couldn't do anything with. Hell, I beat Zack in his first defense? Now, I haven't even had a match since everyone is too afraid to face me, and that is why you won't put me in the Elimination Chamber, isn't it? NORTHSTAR No, it's because "Unlucky Eight" just doesn't have a good ring to it. CWM Shut up, pillow biter. You know damn well that as an established champion, I should take part in that match. NORTHSTAR Wait. Go back a page. You've just given me a great idea. CWM What's that? NORTHSTAR It's...oh...I don't know. Maybe I've overlooked you, CWM. Maybe you do deserve a title match at the PPV. In fact, I'd like to apologize to all of you Underground people. To make it up to you, you're all getting a title match at the PPV! The crowd boos loudly. Cole and Coach speculate on this development. CWM OK, wait. I'm getting a shot at the World Title, so what are you planning on for... NORTHSTAR I never said you were getting a World Title shot. CWM What? You just... NORTHSTAR No, I said you would have a Title MATCH at the PPV. As in, you'll be defending that belt...that OAOAST belt that you wear around your waist? CWM And you've found someone to fight me? NORTHSTAR Oh, there's actually more than one person who's going to fight you, CWM. CWM Really? Hell, bring it on, we can handle it. NORTHSTAR I hope so, since you're all in the match. CWM and The Underground stop in their tracks, and look confused. CWM What did you just say? NORTHSTAR Let me clarify. At the Deadly Game PPV, we will see you, CWM, the OAOAST 24/7 Champion, put that belt on the line in a special match. A Gauntlet match, where your opponents will be the very men you're sharing the ring with right now! The crowd pops HUGE. CWM kicks the ropes, and then he and the rest of The Underground start talking. CWM No way! No... Suddenly, The Superstar cuts CWM off and talks into the mic. SUPERSTAR I'm in. CWM looks at SS in shock at his defiance. SUPERSTAR What? Don't give me that look. I'd have to be an idiot not to take this opportunity. Hell, you all would too. I hate what this company did to me, they made a mockery out of my career, and the best way to get them back is to hit close to home, and take something of theirs. CWM We already have it. SUPERSTAR No, WE don't. YOU do. CWM You son of a... SUPERSTAR Ease up. Look, he wants us in a match, fine. We just can't let it break down into what he wants, which is us to get all pissy with each other an implode. Look at the bright side, it's a match for a title, and the only ones in it are us! It's a chance to establish The Underground name, and after all, that's what YOU want, right, CWM? CWM scowls. Superstar looks at him, when the mic is pulled away by Chave Senate. CHAVE I'm in. CWM mouths off at Chave, before Gunner steps in the way. CWM What, you too? Now J. Arthur Edwards comes forward. J. ARTHUR CWM, Superstar is right. This is a golden chance. Northstar, you don't know what you've just done to your company! NORTHSTAR Maybe, maybe not. It's like life at the craps table, baby! Speaking of crap, I'm tired of standing around watching your circle jerk, so I'm out like the gout. I look forward to seeing you all at the PPV, and hopefully not sooner! Northstar exits to a much more positive reaction than before, as The Underground remains in the ring. Tension is building, as the men who are trying to break down the HeldDOWN~! roster are now heading into battle...with each other! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Chuck Woolery 0 Report post Posted November 21, 2003 Holly-wood's seen outside, leaning against one the arena's walls. She's in a relaxed mood smoking a cigarette. An activity that will drive HD!'s anti smoking sponsors crazy. Alix Spezia wearily approaches Hollywood. A dejected look is on her face as she sticks out her hand ALIX Holly, can I bum a smoke? HOLLY-WOOD Since when do you smoke? ALIX Since your step brother became an insensitive prick. HOLLY-WOOD You've been smoking for twenty years? ALIX Ha. Very funny. Gimmie the damn smoke. Holly hands her a Virginia Slims. She uses her cigarette to light Alix's. Alix takes a long puff and then exhales the problems of the day HOLLY-WOOD All right, time for a little girl talk. What'd my baby bro do this time? ALIX Nothing. It's nothing....Well, maybe it's something. But, I don't know what. Maybe, it's a combination of things. I don't know. He just seems so distant. I might be just imagining things, but it feels like he's ignoring me. He never wants to get high and he sure doesn't wanna go low. He doesn't wanna hang out or go to mall like we used to. It's like I've become some sort burden on him HOLLY-WOOD Alix... ALIX I remember when we first got together, he used to tell me how beautiful and how special I was. And, I just sort of shrugged it off and made it seem so meaningless. But now, I wish I had made it meaningful because I don't think he'll ever say those things again. HOLLY-WOOD Awwww, poor baby (Holly drops her cigarette and wraps her arms around Alix). I understand what you're going through. Believe me. You just gotta understand that all this is new for Northstar. He's spent most of his life on the beach or going to famous people's parties with his big shot agent dad. He's lived most of life without a care in the world and now he's taken the responsibility of managing half of the most powerful federation on the planet. It's a little overwhelming for guy who barely manages to wipe his BUTT. He's got people coming from every corner of the earth, asking for favors and looking for jobs. This is a really big adjustment for you. I know it's tough for you and I'm not trying to make excuses or justify how he's treated you, but he feels like he's got the weight of the world on his shoulders. That's a really tough feeling, Alley cat. ALIX I know. But, I didn't expect to be dating a general manager. When, I started dating him I thought I was going out with a wrestler who didn't want to get a real job. All of sudden, he one day wakes up and BOOM! He wants to be GM of HeldDOWN. He wants to lead wrestling into it's next boom period. He wants to be on Fortune 500. But, I just wanted him to tell me he loves me. HOLLY-WOOD That's your problem. You don't love guys like Northstar. You endure them. You endure them because they're famous. Or they have money. Or they have good genes. That's why my mom endures Northstar's abusive dad and that's why you'll endure Northstar. Don't fall in love him. You'll just wind up cold and alone. Don't fall in love with him Holly-wood walks away ALIX Too late. We cut to a shot of the back door of the arena swings open, and Zack Malibu and Candie enter. With this scene visible on the AngleTron out in the arena, you can hear the fans cheers as Zack storms down the hallway, looking none too happy. He turns the corner, and comes face to face with the man in charge, Northstar. NORTHSTAR Well, if it isn't HeldDOWN~!'s poster boy. ZACK What's up with not returning my calls? I had something I wanted to do tonight. NORTHSTAR Zack, you know better than to call me during Newlyweds. Have you seen Jessica Simpson on that show? She's hot, but man what a tart! ZACK Northstar, cut it. I wanted a match tonight, and you blew me off. What gives? NORTHSTAR Zack, it all comes down to my motto. Protect your investments. Now, I got your messages. You rambled on and on about wanting to kick Underground ass, find out who assaulted you last week, you hate Calvin...man you said so much it just became cluttered together... ZACK You know what, forget this. I'll do it myself. NORTHSTAR No, no you won't. You're staying back here tonight. You too, Candie. CANDIE What? ZACK Yeah, what's with that? NORTHSTAR Zack, darling, you've got a World Title shot coming up in one week. Now, since you boys couldn't play ball during the tag match last week, I'm giving Calvin the chance to make up for your mistake last week. He and Ragdoll will be in action against The Underground tonight. ZACK Are you kidding me! You're blaming me for what happened? I don't believe this. NORTHSTAR I'm not blaming you. We all make mistakes. It's just that some prove to be more fatal than others. So do yourself, and my stress level a favor Zack. Stay back here tonight. Enjoy the night off. Have a coffee, relax with friends. Just stay out of the ring tonight, got it? The General Manager heads off, as Zack Malibu shakes his head in disgust. Candie tries to comfort him, as we cut to a shot of Cole and Coach COLE Ladies and gentleman! It looks as if Randy Savage has caught up with Damaramu entering the building! We cut backstage as Damaramu is entering the building in his street clothes with a backpack slung over one shoulder. RANDY SAVAGE OOOOOO YEAH! Damaramu I guess I just caught you showing up! DAMARAMU Yeah how long did it take you to figure that out? God...hurry this up Randy...I have a little girl to hurt..... SAVAGE No doubt you are referring to Crystal! DAMARAMU Of course I'm talking about Crystal....she commented about the wrong man last week. And if she doesn't watch herself and what she says then she's not even going to make it to the Elimination Chamber. I can't make it anymore clear than that. SAVAGE Well then what about your confrontation with Pyromaniac? DAMARAMU Basically that punk talked about the wrong man at the wrong time. I don't care if the fans boo him or cheer him....I'm just here to hurt people and win the World Championship....and I don't care who I have to run through to do it! SAVAGE Don't you fear retribution from Pyromaniac? DAMARAMU Weren't you listening last week Savage? I FEAR NO MAN OR WOMAN. I FEAR NOTHING. I BREAK PEOPLE! Damaramu grabs Savage by the collar. DAMARAMU Now if you want to continue to sit here and ask me stupid questions and delay me from getting ready for my match with Union Jack Winthrop then by all means do it....so I can hurt you. Just as Savage is about to respond a baseball bat comes from off screen and hits him in the back of the head. Dama hits the ground hard as the camera pans out to reveal Pyromaniac holding the bat. COLE Coach! It's Pyro! COACH I'm not blind Cole...honestly give me and the viewer some credit. PYRO You shouldn't have done what you did Damaramu! You should have messed with me! You shouldn't have destroyed my set! You want to break me? Well I want to torch you! Pyro pulls Dama up to his knees and begins to choke him with the bat. Dama struggles a bit before Pyro lets go. Pyro grabs Dama by the hair and throws him into a metal garage door. COLE Looks like Dama's finally getting the ass kicking he deserves. Pyro goes for Dama again with the bat but Dama manages to crawl under the garage door and out of the arena.* PYRO Don't run from me! Pyro pulls the garage door all the way up to see Damaramu standing there. Dama ducks as Pyro swings the bat and steps forwards and then back quickly with a superkick! Pyro hits the ground hard dropping the bat! COACH You spoke too soon Cole! Dama grabs Pyro and throws him forward out into the alley way. Pyro starts to stand but Dama spears him into a brick wall and begins to punch him as Pyro begins to punch back. The two men go at it for a while with Dama finally winning the fist fight. Pyro starts to stagger away as Damaramu grabs the bat. DAMARAMU Where do you think you're going! Pyro takes off with Dama in hot pursuit. Dama chases him back into the building and into the parking garage. Pyro sees a waiting car and leaps into it as the camera reveals Crack Hitler as the driver! Dama runs up to the car screaming as Crack Hitler hits the gas taking off! Dama manages to take out his side mirror though with the baseball bat! DAMARAMU YOU SON OF A BITCH! Dama throws the baseball bat and then turns back towards the arena cursing under his breath. Suddenly we hear footsteps as Dama looks up and smiles at the man walking up. NORTHSTAR Holy hell! What on earth is wrong you ignorant connards? Do you have any idea what you're doing? Last time I checked, HD! was in there (points to arena) not in a bloody parking lot. So, why may I ask, are you going at each other out here?! I'm freezing my ass off because you two can't fight like civilized barbarians! Honestly! Is the ring not good enough for you? Are ya'll to bad ass to fight inside like normal people? In that case, why don't you fight outside at Deadly Games? Oh yeah! Yeah! Why don't you have a Back Alley brawl? That would be really fucking great, ya know. Because, you could kill each other and you wouldn't get any blood on the arena floor! Arghhhh! Dama leans in really close to Northstars face...sneering at him. DAMARAMU That's fine with me. I'd love to hurt him in such a bad way. And being in an alley will do just the trick. You have served his head up on a silver platter. NORTHSTAR Yeah well concentrate on that match big shot...and leave Crystal alone. DAMARAMU You don't tell me what to do! I don't care if you are the GM! I do what I want...when I want! If Crystal wants to mouth off.....then I'm going to break her jaw! TRY AND STOP ME! Dama leaves Northstar standing with a stunned look on his face. Northstar then begins to chuckle a bit. NORTHSTAR Oh I'll stop you alright. You have no idea. You'll get yours....you'll get yours. Northstar chuckles to himself as we fade to black. 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Chuck Woolery 0 Report post Posted November 21, 2003 COACH Well, now that we’ve completed this week’s chapter of the Damaramu saga… COLE I hope. COACH …let’s look ahead now to what you will see at our tremendous upcoming Pay-Per-View extrava..... All of a sudden, Sly Sommers comes down to the ring, and he has a mic. He starts his spiel while coming to the ring, and enters the ring during his opening piece... SLY Excuse me, excu...wait, this is ME I’m talking about. I don’t need an excuse to come out here and jibber my jabber. See, tonight, I wanted to come out here, relax, and have a good time. And, of course, like always, since my buddy’s the World Champ, I can. You see, I wanted to have a good old-fashioned interview segment, just like Brother Love, Paul Bearer, and Adrien Adonis before me. No fancy titles though; I just want my forum to interview my two most hated rivals as of late: the one that I, not that spanky monkey Axel, put out of action forever and ever, amen: AJ “I’m Not Good Enough to Have a First Name, So My Parents Just Gave Me Two Letters, Since I’m Just a BUTT Biker Who Enjoys the Company of Dudes” Flaire, and the man who, last week, I not only embarrassed, I also injured, and I made him tap and cry like the little be....YOTCH!...that he is, the so-called champion of the X Division, Mad Matt. Let’s bring them on out here, shall we! Down the ramp comes a seven-year old with a back brace over his bright orange shirt (which has a ironed-on picture of AJ Flaire, and AJ’s name in pink letters underneath it), and light-up sneakers; and a man whose face is beat-purple, almost constipated-looking, being pushed down the ramp by a nurse in his wheelchair, with the words “I’M MAD!” on his t-shirt, a X title belt replica made out of notebook paper, and wearing a full cast from his waist down. SLY Don’t worry, I can interview you from there...you don’t have to bring the walking morgue into the ring. (Sly walks to them on the ramp) Now, for fans that don’t recognize you in your current state, little kid, state your name and shizzle, you young ‘un. (Sly hands the mic off) IMPOSTER #1 Hi, I’m AJ Flaire. Aw shucks, I’m just this young rookie with all the potential in the world. Why, you ask? Because everyone in the OAOAST PR department says so! SLY Now, buddy (pats “AJ”’s “injured” back; the kid sort of sells it), how’d you do this to yourself? “AJ” I fell off of my big wheel....(Sly nudges him) I mean, when you beat me up real good a couple of weeks ago. SLY Indeed. You’re a fine young man. Do you promise not to mess with the “Demon of Semen”, me? “AJ” Yes, sir. SLY Good boy (pats “AJ”’s head). Here’s a toy that I found at the store for you, for being such a good boy today! (hands the kid a shiny ball) Now, onto my next guest. He is the current X....tremely Gross Champion, and the man who’ll lose his belt to me come Deadly Game, please give a cold, icy welcome to Mad Matt! “MATT” I’m MATT! I’m MAD! SLY Settle down, big fellow! Listen, I just wanna know why you’re so mad, dude? “MATT” I’m MAD! I’m ANGRY! I’m....uh, MAD! SLY I got it! Your name is Matt....the dude from “Joe Schmoe” is Matt....you’re mad because....it’s all a work! “MATT” ....(starts laughing/crying) WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME? SLY Trust me; we’re not actors here. But, you’re not getting a hundred thousand dollars from me either. “MATT” ......uh...(whispers to Sly) what’s my line? (Sly whispers back)...oh, yeah! I’m MATT! I’M MAD! SLY Uh...okay...let me ask you a question, dude: since you won’t answer me as to why you’re so darned angry, will you answer to me who exactly you think is the true X Champion? “MATT” That’s you, sir. SLY Correctamundo. Another question: who’s the best wrestler in the X Division, going today? “MATT” That’d be you, sir. SLY One more: Who’s the sexiest man alive? “MATT” That’d be you again, sir. SLY I always knew you wanted some of my “Special Sauce”. But, at least you’ve come to terms with the fact that, you, Mad Matt, or you (points at “AJ”), AJ Flaire, will ever be better than the “King of the Crop, More Bling-Bling Than An Artist of Hip-Hop; Try and Fight Me if You Dare, But I Will Always Destroy Mad Matt and AJ Flaire”, Sly Sommers! All of a sudden, the HeldDOWN~! GM, Northstar, with a mic in his hand, appears on the ramp. NORTHSTAR Hey, man, funny stuff; I must say. However, I have a little problem here. See, this segment was supposed to be hyping how the HeldDOWN~! matches on Deadly Game will blow away anything that Intense Zone could possibly put together. But, due to your little interview segment, we just lost an opportunity to gain more buyrates! SLY But I’m Mr. Buyrate! When I’m on the screen, every person alive, with a television set in their home, is watching me. And this (points to his actors), THIS is buyrate city, baby! NORTHSTAR Whatever you say, Sly. However, I do feel as if I need to sort of punish you for ruining my show. (Sly looks shocked and mad) However, I can’t take away your title shot inside a steel cage at Mad Matt at Deadly Game, even though I have all of the power to stop the match and award you the title since Matt is injured, since not only has this match built the fans’ interests due to your antics, and because Matt wants this match so damn bad, that he signed a waiver in which, if he hurts his leg more than it already is, he cannot sue this company, me, or you, for putting him in such a dangerous situation.... SLY ...Exactly, more balls than brains..... NORTHSTAR Anyway, I can, however, make some modifications to this match. First off, I heard you last week, bragging about how Matt has absolutely no hope in a cage match environment because of the fact that he has a bad leg. SLY Yeah, baby! If you can’t walk, you sure as hell can’t climb your way out! NORTHSTAR Well, Sly, don’t get too cocky yet. You see, for your little powerplay tonight where you messed up the flow of my show, I’m changing the rules just a little bit. You see, at Deadly Game, inside the twenty-foot tall steel cage, you can not only win by climbing out of the cage, but, now, you can win via pinfall or submission! SLY WHAT?!?!?!? You can’t do that! That breaks the time-honored tradition of the Cage Match Secret Society! NORTHSTAR I’m usually finding your stuff funny, but what in the hell are you talking about? SLY You know, we have those meetings....Bruno brings the drinks, Tully’s the treasuer, but Magnum never shows up...he always has car problems. NORTHSTAR Well, whatever you do at those meetings, I bet it won’t prepare you for this. You see, I had a meeting with the HeldDOWN~! Championship Committee, and we had a vote about a certain matter going into the X Title match at Deadly Game. I was outvoted, and the doctors called up and said that he’ll be cleared on the night of the show, so.... SLY No..... NORTHSTAR At Deadly Game, for the X Title, in a twenty-foot high steel cage, it will be you, Sly, versus the champion, Mad Matt.....VERSUS AJ FLAIRE! SLY No, no, sweet leapin’ Jesus NO! This is a load of crap! NORTHSTAR I tried, man. But you’re stuck with two guys inside a huge cage who I’m sure want to kill you after tonight. Sorry. Northstar walks backstage, as Sly throws a fit inside the ring. But, all of a sudden, the lights go out. On the video screen, a shot of a blue, bright sky comes up. But then, a drum starts beating, and it switches roughly to a pit of flames, with the phrase, “Your Savior Is Coming” on the screen. The lights come up, and both of the actors that Sly employed are laid out, with the Matt impersonator bleeding from the forehead. SLY What the....what in the....that’s it, I’m out of here! You’re lucky I’m not suing, with all the unsafe working enviroments around here.... Sly throws down the mic, and we scan back over to Coach & Cole. COACH What in the world.....? COLE For the second week in a row, we’ve supposedly been warned that our savior is coming. We still have no clue what that means, but already, two innocent by-standers have felt the wrath of whoever is behind this! COACH I haven’t the slightest idea what’s going on there, but we now know that, at Deadly Game, it will now be Sly Sommers versus Mad Matt versus, now, “The Phenomonal” AJ Flaire, inside a twenty-foot high steel cage, for the X Title! COLE Not only are they fighting over the X Title, but now AJ and Matt get their revenge when they’re locked inside a cage with their number one tormentor over the past month! COACH That should be huge, my friend. We cut to a shot backstage, where Zack Malibu and Candie are standing with Crystal and chatting. HeldDOWN~!'s Female Phenom is in the middle of saying something when she stops and turns. The camera pans back and shows what brought a halt to the talking...OAOAST World Champion Calvin Szechstein. CALVIN Ladies. Zachary. How are we all? ZACK What do you want, Cal? CALVIN Now Zack, what makes you think I want anything, especially from you? Zack inches forward, but Candie stands between he and Calvin, hoping to quell any fights. CALVIN Poor Zack, having a woman stand up for him. Suddenly, Crystal gets in Calvin's face. CRYSTAL You have something against women? CALVIN Not at all. Though I'd like to have something against you, Crys. CRYSTAL The only time you'll ever come close is when I'm on top of you, pinning you for that belt at Deadly Game. CALVIN Oooh, you almost had me with the "on top" part, then you lost it. Kudos to your determination. However, I just figured I'd come by and tell you kids to pay close attention to my match tonight. ZACK Oh, and why's that? CALVIN Who knows, you might learn a thing or two, Zack. Because Ragdoll and I are setting out to do something that you've failed to do thus far, and that is get rid of this plague they call The Underground. ZACK Since when did you decide to play hero? CALVIN Play hero? Zack, sorry, but I don't fill myself with false bravado like yourself. The way I see it, if they continue to run amuck, it could cost me sponsors. Have you SEEN some of those guys? Plus, if all they're doing is talking about how much our show sucks, who's going to want to advertise! ZACK Oh, of course. Silly me, I thought you might not act selfish for once. CALVIN Ah, Malibu, always trying to drudge up the past. People change. ZACK In your case, it's never for the better. CALVIN Time will tell. In any case, I'm going to go get warmed up. You kids take care, enjoy your little group meeting. Calvin struts off proudly, leaving Zack, Candie and Crystal to themselves, no doubt to talk about the demeanor of the World Champion. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Chuck Woolery 0 Report post Posted November 21, 2003 We fade in on Randy Savage, backstage with OAOAST World Champion Calvin Szechstein. The cruiser grins, polishing his belt as Savage speaks. SAVAGE Calvin, you’ve got a lot of issues, OOOOH YEAH! Tomorrow, you defend THAT OAOAST WORLD TITLE… OOOOOOH YEAH!….. against IntenseZone’s Teddy OOOOOOH YEAH! Weddy! And tonight, you and RAGDOLL… OOOH YEAH! Are going two on two with SUPERSTAR AND A MYSTERY PARTNER. OOOOOOH YEAH! Calvin stares at Savage. CALVIN You sound like a retarded mule, but I’ll ignore that. I’m sick of people ignoring results, when that’s what I’ve given them nothing but. I’ve toppled Malibu. I’ve defeated Darring. I’ve cleanly defeated Crystal. Week after week I do the job. Last week I would have usurped the Underground, had Zack Malibu not gotten in my way. Tonight, there’s no Malibu to stop me, only Superstar and some guy who probably sucks. Tonight, Ragdoll and myself… we will show the entire world what heldDown is about – glory, victory, and camaraderie. And hopefully, Malibu will learn a lesson from our example. Calvin walks away, as we cut to a shot of Cole and Coach. COLE Well Coach, are you ready for some Underground Ass-kicking? COACH Dizzydamn right I am, MC! Calvin and Rags are going to show The New Me and Superstar EXACTLY what they’re dealing with! COLE If Superstar doesn’t pull any strings, that is. You know how manipulative and conniving he is. *FWOOSH* The opening chord of Dream Theater’s “Dance of Eternity” echoes through the arena, and as the music continues, THE SUPERSTAR~ walks out from the curtain to deafening jeers. He mouths off to some fans as he walks down to ringside, heading to the timekeeper’s table, where he grabs a microphone. SUPERSTAR I hate to disappoint you LOVELY OAOAST fans, but there’s been a slight change of plans tonight. When I arrived at the arena, I got a call from The New Me. He said that he couldn’t make it tonight; something about ‘being banned’ or whatever. So, without further ado, ladies and gentlemen, MY PARTNER! “EVERY - BODY DANCE NOW~!” The pulsating beats of the C & C Music Factory hit and the crowd begins crying with hatred as none other than MISTER WARRIOR sprints out from ringside! Superstar applauds as WARRIOR slides into the ring and begins shaking the ropes like a FURIOUS MADMAN~! His pink tights shine as his tassels fwip-fwap everywhere. While the crowd soaks in the ALDOSTERONE, “Deceptacon” hits and the crowd gives a STRONG mixed reaction for one of the Unlucky Seven, Ragdoll, with Melanie! Rags smokes a trademark cigarette as he stops at ringside, waiting for his partner. “Hey girl…when I’m fuckin you…it’s like nothin’ else matters. So reach down, between my legs…and EEEEASE THE SEAT BACK!” As the song continues, the fans sit, confused, but when the chorus hits, they leap out of their seats… “THREE TWO ONE, I’M THE BOMB! AND I’M READY TO GO OFF IN YOUR SHIT!” The fans ROAR as the OAOAST Champion himself, Calvin Szechstein, walks out of the curtain! The reaction is strongly mixed as Calvin meets up with Ragdoll, nods to him, and both men slide into the ring to begin the match! *DING DING DING* Calvin and Superstar meet in the center of the ring, while Ragdoll commits suicide by running at Mister Warrior! Warrior easily drops Rags with a running forearm shot, and then summons the power of his left foot to attack him with stomps! Meanwhile, Superstar whips Calvin across the ring and charges with a clothesline, but Calvin ducks, and puts Supes on the mat with a perfectly-executed dropkick! COLE It’s breakin’ loose in Tulsa in the early stages of this match! COACH And the almighty Mister Warrior…good god, that man ISN’T a man. He is a WARRIOR! COLE Well, we kind of already knew that. Calvin and, reluctantly, Mister Warrior exit the ring and wait by the corner as Ragdoll and Superstar prepare to hook it up. They meet with a collar-elbow tieup, and Superstar easily pushes Rags into the corner, before sending two stiff elbow strikes into his temple! As Ragdoll holds his head, Superstar drags him out of the corner and grabs a front facelock, quickly bringing Ragdoll over with a snap suplex. Superstar floats into a pin, but Doll easily kicks out before two. Superstar brings him up and whips him into the ropes, and then pushes off the opposite ropes and charges at the charging Ragdoll, leaping up aiming for a flying forearm…but Ragdoll sidesteps it! As Superstar crashes to the mat, Rags lands on top of him and begins laying in stiff punches to his head! COLE This is just wild and crazy action, Coach! COACH Get ‘im, Rags! Yeah, kick his ass! However, Superstar is able to push Doll off of him, as he scampers…and TAGS IN MISTER WARRIOR. The crowd…DEFLATES~ as Warrior rushes in, meeting Ragdoll with a running clothesline! As Ragdoll gets up, ANOTHER clothesline! He gets up a third time and Warrior charges, AND HITS THE SHOULDERBLOCK! The gunshot-like force sends Ragdoll into his corner, as Calvin tags himself in, unbeknownst to Mister WARRIOR! Warrior charges at Ragdoll and SHOULDERBLOCKS him all the way over the ropes, to the outside! Superstar begs for a tag, and Warrior gives it to him, as he pursues Ragdoll again on the outside. COLE That man is a MONSTER! COACH Tell me about it! This match has been ALL about the Warrior! It isn’t anymore, however, as Superstar and Szechstein commence battle! SS hits Calvin with a stiff palm strike, and then ducks behind him, hoisting him into the air for a backdrop driver…but Calvin wriggles out! Before Superstar even realizes what happened, Calvin grabs him by the head and drives him to the mat with the New Line Cinema Neckbreaker! Szechstein pops up and poses to the cheering crowd, before stomping the fallen Superstar. COACH Calvin is showing EXACTLY why he’s the OAOAST Champion. COLE And you’re correct, Coach. But wait – Warrior and Ragdoll are continuing their brawl on the outside! WARRIOR has Rags above his head in an amazing display of strength, but before he can drop him with a press slam, Melanie waltzes over and sends his foot right into Mister Warrior’s testicles! As the (almost) immortal one groans in pain, Ragdoll slips free and shoots HIS leg out, nailing Warrior in the chin with the Red Label superkick! Warrior stumbles, into a sitting position on the barricade! Seeing the ring steps nearby, Ragdoll uses this to his advantage. He charges at Warrior, leaps onto the ring steps, and vaults off, flying through the air and sending his knee right into Warrior’s head with a DEVIL DOLL!! COLE DEVIL DOLL OFF THE RING STEPS! UNBELIEVABLE! COACH I’ve never seen anything like that! They’re in the crowd! While this is going on, Calvin lifts Superstar off the mat…but is met with another palm strike! As he staggers back, Superstar jumps into the air and sends his boot into the back of Calvin’s head with a jumping enzuiguri! Szechstein falls back like TIMBER~, but Superstar is relentless as he follows this up, bringing the Champion to his feet. He sizes the groggy Szechstein up, and then spins his leg around, cracking him across the skull with a Thai Roundhouse Kick! Calvin falls into the corner, wounded, but Superstar doesn’t let up. He grabs him and scoops him onto his shoulder, locking his hands together in a cradle! COACH Oh man, Cole, he’s going for the Star Power! This doesn’t look good for our Champion. Superstar nods to a spot on the mat, his intended landing spot, and then runs forward, preparing to plant Calvin’s head into the mat… …but Calvin wriggles out! The Champion slips behind Superstar’s back, and as he turns around, Calvin kicks him in the gut and hoists him up into a piledriver position, stepping over his arms, and then sitting out, driving him HEAD FIRST into the canvas with the CODE RED CLASH~! COLE And there’s the Code Red Clash! Calvin comes through in a pinch! The crowd roars as Szechstein covers the fallen Superstar, and referee Teddy Wong counts the pin! “ONE!” “TWO!” “THREE!” *DING DING DING* “Three-two-one, I’m the bomb!” The crowd cheers as Electric Six rocks the house, and Calvin earns a clean pinfall victory over an Underground Wrestling invader! RING ANNOUNCER Your winners, in four minutes, twenty-three seconds, Ragdoll and CALVIN SZECH – STEIN! COACH AWW YEAH, BAYBEEEE! THE OAOAST IS REPRESENTIN’ TO THE FULLEST! COLE DAMN SKIPPY! WE ARE AS GODS! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Chuck Woolery 0 Report post Posted November 21, 2003 COLE Welcome back to HeldDown. Let’s take you back viewers, in case you missed the show. Two weeks ago, after losing a tag match to the X Division champion Mad Matt and AJ Flaire, Axel went completely insane. (clips play of the tag match while Michael talks). Axel gave AJ Flaire a Powerbomb right on the concrete floor, putting AJ Flaire in hospital. Axel then turned on his partner Sly Sommers, and locked him in the Axel Grinder! Colvid made his return to HeldDown, but Axel attacked him, giving Colvid a vicious Axel Slam on a chair! But that’s not all, because then Bill Watts, the President of the OAOAST made an unscheduled appearance on HeldDown, and suspended Axel from competition for one month! Axel then accepted the suspension, but then attacked the President with a Spinebuster! Well, just this past week, I conducted a sit down interview with The Dark One, to see just what is going on inside his head. I have to say, even now, I’m not so sure. This interview is in two parts, the next part will be shown next week. This is one of the more interesting interviews that I have done, because it gives me a chance to really see what The Dark One is thinking. The HeldDown logo flashes over the screen, and we cut to a room where Michael Cole is on one chair, and Axel on the other, across from him COLE Axel, The Dark One, thanks for your time today. AXEL Welcome to my world, Michael. COLE Axel, I’d like to start with a few questions about your past. You were introduced to viewers just 5 months ago, when you made your debut helping Crystal. Viewers knew nothing about you, only that you were a mysterious figure that, at first, enjoyed the cheers of the fans. You went on to win the Revolution Tournament in August, beating such stars on your way to that win as Teddy Weddy, Amazing Rando, The Mad Cappa, and even CWM. Tell us about your life before HeldDown. AXEL Michael, before I entered the OAOAST I was yet to find my place in life. I was a smart kid, did well at school, went to college, and did well there. But I always had an interest in the Dark side of things. Then I made the decision that wrestling was what I wanted to do. My family was not sold on the idea, so I moved to a place where I could train and not have to worry about them anymore. I was one hell of a popular guy in school, getting on the student council, having a heap of friends, and being generally liked around my home town of Hobart. But I left it all for wrestling, and I became a stronger person for it. I sacrificed a whole fucking lot for this profession, and that made me strong. Back in Australia there was hardly any wrestling, only small federations, so I trained and joined them. It was there that I became Axel. I had a lot of success in Australia, winning the Australian Heavyweight Championship, and headlining every week. But I always wanted more. I knew that I deserved more Michael, and when I got a call from an old friend for some backup, I jumped at the chance, and went from being a big fish in a small pond, to a little fish in a big pond. I had always wanted to join the OAOAST, but I was never given the opportunity. I was, and will forever be, the single greatest wrestler that my country has ever produced. COLE Axel, you really only have to compete with Nathan Jones and the Bushwackers. AXEL Michael, if you continue to be a smartass with me, I will take great pleasure in injuring you just like I did to AJ Flaire and the rest two weeks ago. COLE Ok, I apologise. We move on. What got you interested in being such a dark character? Your signature is the crucifix pose, made famous by Raven. You seem to enjoy the dark arts. AXEL Yes Michael, I do. I enjoy making people fear me. It gives me power. As Amy Tan, the famous novelist said, “You see what power is - holding someone else's fear in your hand and showing it to them!” It gives me an edge, people fearing me. And they do have much to fear. I am one of the most dangerous individuals in the OAOAST, and I can snap at any time. I’ve snapped before, and I will snap again. I have injured people that have been around when I have snapped. You do not want to be around when I snap Michael, no one does. COLE OK then. You came into the OAOAST and feuded with Brock Ausstin, in a feud that we won’t mention for contractual reasons. You helped Crystal when she was being attacked by Ausstin. What is the history between you and Crystal? AXEL Michael, I will say this once and once only. If you ever ask another question about my previous relationship with Crystal, I will leave you lying in a pool of your own blood. You get me? COLE (after a big ‘gulp’) Y-Yes Axel, I get you. Once again, I apologise. AXEL I forgive you… for now. COLE (after breathing a sigh of relief) ok then. Axel, you won the Revolution Tournament. As I said earlier, you beat not only Ted Weddy and Amazing Rando in a Triple Threat match, but also CWM in the first round and The Mad Cappa in the finals! Before that period, you had a period of success with Mad Matt, teaming with him to beat Black Label, Toy Machine and the current OAOAST Tag Team Champions, the Dream Machines. Tell us about that period, how was that for you. AXEL It was very successful for me Michael. I felt like I was finally going to the place that I wanted to go. Matt was a great partner, for a time. We had a whole lot of success. But that success was limited. He was focused on the X Title, and I had my own goals. COLE Like the Revolution Tournament? AXEL Yeah, like the Revolution Tournament. That was my best opportunity to make a name for myself. The performances that I put on in the semi final and final of that tournament were up there with my very best. I tasted success, and I wanted more of it. That revolution trophy sits proudly on my mantelpiece, and now I want more gold to go with it. My aim is to be at the top of this business, at the top of this company. You may smirk Michael, but don’t forget the feathers in my cap. The Champion, Malibu, CWM, Weddy. COLE I do not doubt your ability at all Axel. You have shown time and time again that, if focused, you can be a dominant force. I was there for the semi final and final of the Revolution tournament, and that was the most focused that I have seen you, since you arrived in the OAOAST. There is no doubt you could go places in this business. But then things kind of went down after that, didn’t they? AXEL Well Michael, as the saying goes, it was the best of times, it was the worst of times. HeldDown logo flashes over again and we cut back to Cole and Coach at the announce table COACH Damn Michael, you pushed Axel with a few of those. It looked like he was about ready to kick your ass. COLE I know Coach. He sure was pissed when I asked him about his future with Crystal. I don’t know what’s going on there. COACH Scary. COLE In any event, next week will be the second part of Axel’s interview, where he reveals what his plans are, who he’s going after when he comes back! The camera cuts away into the back halls of the arena. There, we see numerous road crew-members and assorted faces laughing and having a good time. Suddenly, from a nearby doorway, walks Ragdoll. The fans boo as they see the Las Vegas Phenomenon walk sullenly through the halls, the hood of his black "FliP" sweatshirt over his head, his hands in the front pockets of the sweatshirt, and a lit cigarette lying limply from his mouth. He is shirtless underneath his sweatshirt, and his new "BAKER" tattoo is clearly visible in Old English on his six-pack stomach. He walks still, his eyes never leaving their gaze right ahead of him. Ragdoll has something on his mind. Suddenly, Jose Cerezino, the new interviewer for HeldDown, comes running up to him. Ragdoll continues to walk JOSE RAGDOLL! Ragdoll, I just have a couple of questions! RAGDOLL …… JOSE …uh…what about how your girlfriend, Melanie, was defeated by the girlfriend of "Shooter" Jay Darring, Lauren Gellar? RAGDOLL …… JOSE …What about the return of a man that you forced to retire, your brother, K-Money? The fans erupt as Ragdoll suddenly stops walking, his gaze still locked on the floor. Jose looks around, a frightened look on his face. There's no-one around to help him. Ragdoll slowly turns and looks at Jose, who starts to back up slightly. RAGDOLL ……Who do you think you are? Jose suddenly starts to sweat bullets as Ragdoll lowers his hood, his eyes locked on Jose's. RAGDOLL …I just asked you a question, you jackass!! WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?! Jose starts to tremble as he looks down at the ground. Ragdoll, with lightning quick speed, grabs him by the throat and pushes him into the nearest wall. The impact causes Jose to let out a gigantic huff as all the wind is knocked out of his body. RAGDOLL …Why do you reporters always try to make us wrestlers angry by bringing up people and subjects that we despise?! When I don't respond to you the first FUCKING TIME, I don't want to be interviewed! GOT IT!?! Jose lets out a slight whimper and nod. RAGDOLL K-Money…Ken Baker…is a piece of SHIT! MY Parents worked hard every day of their lives to put food on our table, and Ken walked all over them! He showed them NO RESPECT…HE SHOWS NO-ONE ANY FUCKING RESPECT!..and he expected people to show it to him?! As his brother, I once felt obligated to love him and support him, but after seeing what he did to poor Josie…you know what he did to her, Jose? Jose shakes his head. RAGDOLL …THE FUCKER RAPED HER, THAT'S WHAT HE DID!! I WAS IN LOVE WITH HER SINCE THE MOMENT I SAW HER AT SCHOOL! HE DIDN'T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT HER! THEY WENT OUT, SHE WOULDN'T GO ALL THE WAY, SO HE RAPED HER!! WHILE HE WAS GONE, SHE SOBBINGLY CONFESSED TO ME AND TOLD ME THE ONLY REASON SHE STAYED WITH HIM FOR AS LONG AS SHE DID WAS SO THAT HE WOULDN'T KILL HER!! IS THAT THE KIND OF PERSON THESE PEOPLE WANT TO CHEER?! IS IT?!!?! …I ASKED YOU A QUESTION, YOU SON OF A BITCH!! Ragdoll suddenly slams Jose against the wall, causing the young announcer to struggle to get free. VOICE Let him go, Austin… Ragdoll slowly lets go as he turns. Jose sees his opportunity and runs in the opposite direction as the camera pans over to reveal….SPANKY!! The fans erupt as the Spankster is shown, staring a hole through Ragdoll. He wears black board shorts, a black and red "WWE" hoodie, and a teal Mariners baseball cap. Ragdoll slowly puts a cigarette into his mouth as he chuckles and shakes his head. RAGDOLL It's been a long time, Brian… SPANKY It sure has, Austin… Ragdoll slowly lights the cigarette, takes a small drag, and just stares at Spanky for a few moments. Without removing the cigarette from his mouth, Ragdoll speaks. RAGDOLL So what do you want? Your face shows that you didn't come here to chit-chat… SPANKY I got a call from Melanie, Austin. RAGDOLL Is that right? SPANKY It is…she said she's worried about you…she said that you weren't eating, you weren't sleeping…she said all you were doing was smoking and watching the end of your match with Mad Matt… RAGDOLL …So? SPANKY Christ, Baker…your fiancée was in fucking tears over how you've been acting lately…you actually moved that poor girl to tears! I saw her break her neck when I was training her and not a damned tear was shed! For someone who claims nobody cares about him, you have got one DAMN loving girlfriend there, man… RAGDOLL …is that all? Were you just going to come here, tell me about that, and leave? Is that what you big-shot jobbers do nowadays? The fans erupt in "Oooooooooooooo's" as Spanky chuckles slightly. He slowly takes off his hat and runs his hand through his hair. SPANKY Jobber? RAGDOLL That's right… SPANKY Well, at least I didn't lose my title to a jobber, Baker… RAGDOLL What the fuck are you talking about, Kendrick? You've never even HELD a title, you meat-headed shit sack! SPANKY NWA/UPW/Zero-One Junior Title, I held that one for one long ass time. RAGDOLL You mean the title I beat you for and brought to the US? Is that it? Look, Kendrick…at first I was annoyed by you being here, now I'm downright fucking pissed off…so why don't you do what you do best and fuck off. SPANKY Make me, Barbie Ragdoll's eyes grow wide as Spanky backs up a bit, getting ready for a fight. Suddenly, Ragdoll rushes Spanky and takes him down with a vicious spear into the nearby trash cans. The two start exchanging punches, but it's Spanky who gets the upper hand. He quickly pushes Ragdoll off of him and grabs his protégé by the hair before tossing him into the nearby catering table, sending food and drink splattering all over the place. Ragdoll, however, quickly shoots up, holding a serving plate in his hand…CRASH!!! The fans groan as the plate gets dented by Spanky's skull, causing the young man to stagger. Ragdoll, seeing his opportunity, shoots forward, grabbing a chair in the process. Spanky shakes the cobwebs loose…WHACK!! Spanky falls to the ground, clutching his arm at the elbow. Ragdoll quickly places the arm inside the chair, ala a Pillmanizer. He then grabs another chair…WHACK!! Spanky screams again as his arm gets crushed between two chairs…WHACK!! Another brutal hit, and another blood curdling scream from Spanky! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!! RAGDOLL YOU SACK OF SHIT!! NEVER EVER FUCKING INSULT ME, KENDRICK!!! FUCK YOU!! FUCK YOU!! Exhausted, Ragdoll throws down the chair, looking at his former friend roll around on the concrete floor, clutching his shattered arm. Ragdoll slowly pulls out another cigarette and puts it in his mouth, a psychotic smile crossing his face. He slowly lights it as a small, maniacal chuckle creeps out of his mouth, just as the camera fades to black. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Chuck Woolery 0 Report post Posted November 21, 2003 HD! GM Northstar is seen in a dark room. He's standing underneath a raised platform. On the platform are three shadowy figures VOICE ONE Ah yes. Northstar, how are you? NORTHSTAR I'm fine. VOICE TWO We haven't heard from you in so long. We were begging to think you forget about us. Us, your bosses. NORTHSTAR Uh....I've been really busy lately. VOICE THREE Yes, we've seen you on the Today show. VOICE ONE You're an excellent ambassador for the OAOAST. VOICE TWO However, your performance as GM has been suspect. VOICE THREE Agreed. NORTHSTAR Huh? Hey, what's that s'posed to mean? VOICE ONE You're reports on your predecessors poor job performance are quite detailed. VOICE TWO However, we always found Moysey to be satisfactory as a general manger. Perhaps even a bit uncreative when it came to handling talent. Be that as it may, he listened to orders and he was easy to control. VOICE THREE You on the other hand are proving to be problematic. We've yet to receive a single weekly report from you. Whereas Moysey would provide us with as many as three a week. NORTHSTAR I told you, I've been.. VOICE ONE Busy. Yes, busy running our company out of business. NORTHSTAR That ain't fair! Have you seen our ratings? Their phenomenal! VOICE TWO True. It would seem that millions of Americans are enjoying watching the Underground send this company into a tailspin. VOICE THREE The Underground's continued presence on an OAOAST show is your fault and yours alone. VOICE ONE You have not taken proper security measures to keep them out of heldDOWN. VOICE TWO Why is that? NORTHSTAR I....I....inva...invasions are, uh...ratings gold. VOICE THREE Yes. But, what good is gold on a sinking ship? VOICE ONE What would happen if the Underground was successful in destroying HeldDOWN? VOICE TWO Do you think two hours of dead air is "ratings gold" as you call it? NORTHSTAR No. No, I don't. VOICE ONE Neither do we. VOICE ONE Which is why we believe that this 24/7 gauntlet you've scheduled for Deadly Games is far stupider than anything Timothy Moysey could've come up with. NORTHSTAR ..... VOICE TWO For you performance evaluation you shall get a D+. We'll review your position at a later date. VOICE THREE Know this, Northstar. If the Underground is indeed successful in their war of attrition against HeldDOWN, you'll be the one who's hand is caught in the cookie jar. We cut to the arena, where the British National Anthem plays through the arena as the fans stand wondering who is coming out now. COACH Cole....the Damaramu destruction tour apparently continues. COLE Yep.....but don't count out Union Jack Winthrop. The guy is a great mat technician! So far we've seen Damaramu fly and overpower his opponent but we haven't seen him get to the mat and go at it! COACH Actually in his match with Ryan Smith..... COLE Yeah well he quit the wrestling once he realized he was outmatched and went for his usual brutish tactics. Union Jack Winthrop enters the ring and begins warming up on the ropes as his music continues to play. RING ANNOUNCER Ladies and Gentleman! Currently in the ring! From London, England! Weighing in at 248 pounds.......UNION JACK WINTHROP! The fans cheer in recognition but quickly begin to boo as Damaramu's chilling music feels the arena. The lights go out and a spotlight appears on a man standing on the stage pointing at the ring. That man is Damaramu. He begins to walk to the ring with a purpose sliding in under the bottom rope and slowly rising to his feet never taking his cold stare off of Jack. RING ANNOUNCER Ladies and Gentleman currently in the ring.....from Moore, Ok...... The announcer is cut off as Dama rushes at Union Jack and nails a beautiful elbow smash right to his face sending him back into his corner. The referee begins to admonish Damaramu as he steps back and the ref calls for the bell. As soon as the bell ring Damaramu shoves the referee out of the corner and rushes at Jack again. Jack is waiting and rolls behind Damaramu grabbing his leg and bringing him down. Both men jockey for position on the mat with Jack ending up on Damaramu's back. Jack slides off and catches Dama with an armbar. Dama winces as Jack applies pressure while both men come to there feet. Dama tries to show off some Lucha skills and roll out of it but Jack is able to catch him into a grounded armbar as he tries to roll. COLE Damaramu looks like he is in a little trouble Coach. COACH He tried to escape the hold but Jack was able to use his weight to force Dama flat on his face. Damaramu lays on the match with Jack wrenching on his arm before swinging his legs out and spinning himself in front of Jack. Jack still holds the arm but Dama begins to elbow smash him in the face as he is now up to one knee while Jack is flat on his back. COLE Looks like we spoke to soon. Dama is coming back. Dama stands and steps back graciously allowing Jack onto his feet. COACH What's he thinking here Cole? COLE I have no clue but I'm sure it's not good. Dama and shoots in low on Jack catching him by the legs and lifting him into the air, spinning around and coming down. Both men hit the mat with Dama on top. Jack however is able to catch Dama's arm in between his legs and wrench on it as Dama stands to his feet still bent over with Jack holding the arm. COLE This has broken down into a PRIDE fight Coach! COACH Does that mean Antonio Inoki is going to be here!? COLE What!? Dama tries to punch at Jack but can't get a good enough position as Jack keeps moving while still holding his arm forcing Dama to move with him. Finally Dama attempts to lift Jack off of the ground and gets him about 4 feet before bringing him back down onto his back. Jack releases the hold and rolls onto his back as Dama leaps down onto his back wrapping one arm around his neck. COLE That's an illegal rear choke ref! The referee notices this and forces Dama to break the hold. Dama is back off by the ref and Jack is allowed a small breather. The ref steps back and Jack turns and rushes Damaramu going for a surprise lariat! Damaramu however sticks his arms up in an X position in front of his face blocking the lariat. Jack steps back as his arm bounces back and Damaramu kicks him low in the left knee. Jack grabs his knee as Dama goes for another kick but Jack catches his leg and takes him down! Jack now ends up in between Dama's legs with a lock applied to Dama's right leg! Dama however rolls to his side bringing his left leg in front of Jack's face and then snapping it back with a deadly kick to Jack's face! The fans all say "OOOHH" in unison as Jack slumps backwards onto the mat nearly out cold. COACH HOLY DAMN COLE! COLE I have never seen a kick like that in my life! Damaramu was able to roll out to his side and bring his leg back right into Jack's face! It's over! COACH Or just beginning..... Damaramu stands smiling as if confirming that it is just beginning. He pulls Jack to his feet by the hair and begins unloading with elbow smashes backing Jack up to the ropes. Dama sends Jack running the ropes and is waiting for him with an overhead belly to belly throw. Dama is right back on him as Jack is trying to get to his knees. Dama lifts him from his knees and drops him on his head with a sick German Suplex! COLE Oh my god! I'm surprised he didn't break his neck with that one! Dama pulls Jack up again and wraps him up in the Million Dollar dream position but decides instead to fling Jack backwards over his head onto his head! Dama rolls over for the pin.... 1! 2! 3! NO! Jack manages to kick out and the fans cheer as he escapes Dama's deadly suplex succession! Dama stands back to his feet and stares as Jack begins to crawl to his feet. Jack tries to use Dama as a climbing aid but opts to drop his knees and catch Dama offguard with a fireman's carry! Dama is flung onto his back as Jack flips around onto him and sticks him in a deadly front facelock while sitting on his stomach! COLE Coach! These fans are going crazy! Dama's neck is being wrenched in the sickest way possible! COACH The fans are going nuts! The fans are going nuts thinking that Dama is finally getting his. Dama is flailing like mad as Jack keeps the hold applied hard! The fan's are screaming "TAP! TAP!" as the referee is down in Dama's face screaming for an answer. Dama keeps flailing and screaming no as the ref repeatedly asks him. Jack however makes one mistake of coming up off of Dama's stomach. This allows Dama to swing his legs back out behind himself allowing him to stand to a vertical position! COLE Big mistake by Union Jack there! COACH Look at the strength Damaramu has here! He just came straight up with Union Jack still attached to his head! Dama goes to the ropes and sets Union Jack on the top rope. Jack tries to punch Dama as the hold is released but Dama steps back and delivers a high kick right to Jack's stomach! Jack holds his stomach as Dama follows him up to the top rope! Dama reaches around his waist as the flashbulbs start going off! Dama flies back flipping Jack around delivering a top rope gutwrench suplex! COLE Oh man! Jack is out cold! Dama rolls onto him for the cover.... 1! 2! 3........NO!!!! COLE I CAN'T BELIEVE IT! COACH And neither can Dama! The fans go crazy as Dama backs the referee into the corner yelling in his face that the match should be over. Union Jack slowly makes his way to his feet as Dama turns and runs at him going for a clothesline but Jack ducks! GERMAN SUPLEX WITH A BRIDGE! 1! 2! 3! NO! NO! NO! DAMA KICKS OUT! COLE DAMMIT! DAMMIT! I THOUGHT HE HAD IT! COACH I did to! Sorry Dama...don't hurt me! Jack stands and pulls Dama up with him! Jack grabs Dama's hand spinning his arm around his neck going for a neck breaker! Dama however is ducks out still holding Jack's hand and delivers a short arm clothesline! The fans all collectively sigh and then boo as Dama takes control back, dashing there hopes of a Dama defeat! Dama pulls Jack up by the hair and sticks his head between his legs and hooks his arms! TIGER DRIVAAAH! COLE He came straight down on his head with that one! Jack holds his neck as Dama once again yanks him to his feet and pulls him up backwards onto his shoulders....in position for the Dama Hammer! Dama screams and flips Jack straight over bringing him down neck first onto Dama's shoulders jarring his head! COLE There's the Dama Hammer! Nobody gets up from that! Dama rolls over for the cover laying on Jack giving the camera a "This was to easy" look. 1! 2! 3! It's over! COLE Yeah you can act like it was a cake walk Dama! But you know damn good and well you were almost beaten with that German Suplex! COACH Cole....he's not done..... Dama goes to the outside of the ring and grabs a chair. He slides the chair into the ring and turns to the fans flipping them off as they boo him. However the crowd erupts into a chorus of cheers and Dama slides back into the ring and picks up the chair! He however finally notices what the fans are cheering at! Crystal is on her way to the ring! Dama stares with a look of shock as she stands right over Union Jack Winthrop! COACH Crystal are you crazy!? He has a chair! CRYSTAL COME ON DAMARAMU! I DARE YOU TO HIT ME WITH THAT CHAIR! Damaramu stands as Crystal stands with her arms outstretched to her sides waiting for Damaramu to deliver the blow. Dama lifts the chair high over his head and then drops it. Crystal gets a puzzled look on her face as Dama drops to the mat and rolls out under the bottom rope. The fans boo Dama's display of cowardice! COLE What the hell!? Coach he's begging off! COACH THAT'S MY GIRL! PUT THE FEAR INTO HIM! Dama slowly backs up the ramp never taking his eyes off of Crystal while she never takes her eyes off of him. Finally he makes it to the top of the ramp and then stops. Both stare a hole through the other as the arena grows silent....the tension making everyone uncomfortable. Finally the arena begins to boo again as Dama never changing his stoic expression points straight at Crystal and then slowly backs through the curtain. COLE I don't like that Coach........ COACH It was a little unsettling...but fact is. Crystal has saved someone from another Damaramu breaking...and has run him off! COLE Did she Coach? That man is demented and I just know he has some sort of plan.... Crystal bends over and begins checking on Union Jack as we cut to the backstage area, where Sly’s sitting around in the Totally Endorsed locker room, pouting over Northstar’s announcement, when the door knocks. So, Sly goes to answer it. It’s Jeremy Red, Mad Matt’s buddy, but Sly, who’s been crying the entire night and not watching the monitors, has no clue who it is. RED Hey, man! Listen, I am a huge fan of yours! SLY Thanks, man. But listen, I got these other matters to attend to, so if you can just cut to the chase, I’d appreciate it. RED Sure thing. I was just wondering if you’d autograph this....(pulls a piece of paper out from his back pocket)? SLY Sure, anything for a Sly Fly. (Sly signs his name on it) RED Thanks, man. Oh, and (rips piece of paper from the back of the stapled pack) here’s your copy of the contract. Good day! (Jeremy Red walks off) SLY WHAT?!!?!?!?!? (Sly looks over the contract) I’ve been duped! First the....the crap that Northstar’s giving me, and now this! I wanted to freaking rest next week! Now I’ve gotta wrestle some chump named...Jeremy Red?!?! Where’s his brothers, Yellow, Green, and Aqua? Geez...at least it’ll only go five minutes, and he’ll be gone from here forever after I finish with him. Fade to Black… Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Chuck Woolery 0 Report post Posted November 21, 2003 Crystal is walking backstage towards her locker room when a small child and his father walk up in front of her door. MAN Hi Crystal! Wow it's great to meet you! This is Josh! He's my son and it's his 10th birthday! He said the only thing he wants for his birthday is a Crystal autograph! CRYSTAL Well Josh I can do that for you! Here let me sign that picture! Crystal bends over and signs the boys picture putting a 10 mile smile on his face. Then she reaches over and puts one arm around him as his father snaps a picture increasing the smile to 20 miles! JOSH THANK YOU! CRYSTAL No problem! You guys take care! Josh and his father walk off as Crystal stands smiling in there direction and then turns and opens her locker room door. Her face immediately turns to a look of horror as she sees what awaits her in her locker room. CRYSTAL (in a low voice) Damaramu....you god damn sick bastard...... Union Jack Winthrop is handcuffed with both hands above his head hanging from the ceiling. His face is sliced open and blood is everywhere. Written on his chest in blood are the words "BREAK YOU" CRYSTAL I'm going to be sick.....CAN WE GET SOME HELP IN HERE? Crystal just stares at the hanging Jack as officials rush in all the while she mutters curses at Damaramu under her breath Fade to the ring, where a cold, dark voice begins to speak an ungodly hymn over the loud speakers, as smoke begins to cover the entrance way. "Come on God, Answer Me. For Years, I've Been Asking You Why? Why are the Innocent Dead and the Guilty Alive? Where is Justice? Where is Punishment? . . . . . . . . . . . Or Have You Already Answered? Have You Already Said to the World, Here is Justice. Here is Punishment. Here.... In Me." "Punishment" by BIOHAZARD starts up, and the crowd boos wildly as "Good Ol EC'Dub" Rick Heyross, walks out first, clad in a black baseball cap and a blue track suit, followed by "The Current Big Thing" Brock Ausstin, who’s wearing his usual ring attire of black leather pants and black boots. The pair stops at the top of the ramp, as Brock starts doing his dreaded "Happy Happy Hoss Dance~!" before continuing down the ramp towards ringside. ANNOUNCER The following Tag Team contest is your MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIN EVENT, and it is scheduled for one fall. Currently entering the ring, the team of “Good Ol EC’Dub” Rick Heyross, and “The Current Big Thing” Brock Ausstin!!! COLE Ladies and gentlemen, we’re getting set for this mixed tag of sorts. It’s Brock Ausstin and his manager Rick Heyross doing battle with Panther and his manager Tina, and this whole situation stemmed from a brutal, brutal assault perpetrated by Brock Ausstin against Panther a couple of weeks ago here on HeldDOWN~!, during which Brock gorilla pressed Panther into the ringpost not once, but twice! As a result, Panther suffered rib injuries that would keep him from competing in a 4-Way Dance here last week with Brock, the awesome Sturgis, and newcomer Jacob Lyne. But that’s not all, Coach, because last week, that leach, that no good, disgusting Rick Heyross actually had the gall to not only berate Panther here in the ring, but he also made a pass at Tina. COACH Hey, don’t hate the playa, Michael Cole. See, whether you wanna admit it or not, Heyross wasn’t the problem last week. Don’t blame him because Tina couldn’t resist his animal magnetism! COLE Oh please! COACH You know it. Last week, Tina was eating up everything Rick tossed at her. The problem was when that jealous coward…that spineless Panther actually had the nerve to come down and sneak attack Brock Ausstin with a lead pipe! COLE Will you be serious?! COACH Oh, I’m serious as a heart attack, Michael, and so is The Current Big Thing, and I guarantee you that tonight, right here in this ring, Brock is gonna make Panther pay big time! COLE That remains to be seen. By now, Brock and Rick Heyross have made it to the ring, and Brock is eying the entrance intensely, breathing heavily as he awaits Panther’s arrival. Heyross pats his protégé on the back, as “Punishment” begins to fade out, and “State Prop (You Know Us)” by State Property hits the PA system. The crowd cheers in the background as the arena slowly fades to black. When, after a brief moment… *BOOOOOOOOOOOOOM* …the arena is rocked by a HUGE pyro blast, and flashing red and white spotlights swarm the arena, roaming the crowd for a few short moments before converging on the entrance, where Tina appears through a thick cloud of smoke, followed by the “Champion of Champions” himself, Panther. Panther looks intense as well as both he and Tina walk towards the edge of the stage, soaking up the cheers from the crowd. Panther points to a sign in the crowd that reads “I’ve got Panther Fever”, before raising his arms high into the air, holding the pose for a moment as bright white spotlights illuminate the hD~! set. Then, suddenly, he snaps his arms down, the spotlights disperse throughout the arena, and he and Tina begin walking towards the ring WITH PURPOSE~! ANNOUNCER And their opponents, at a total combined weight of 373 pounds, the team of Panther and Tina!!!!!!! The crowd gives a good-sized pop as the pair continues down the ramp towards ringside, where Panther looks around the arena for a moment before taking a vertical leap onto the ring apron, where he eyes Brock and Heyross intensely. Without taking his eyes off of Ausstin, he reaches back, takes Tina’s hand, pulls her up onto the apron beside him, and opens up the ropes, allowing her to step through. Brock advances on Tina as soon as she enters the ring, but is held back by the referee, and eventually ushered back into a corner by Heyross as Panther enters the ring behind her. The pair walks towards the center of the ring, where Tina drops down to one knee, and Panther takes stance behind her, where, after a brief moment of gazing into the camera, both Panther and Tina snap their right fists into the air, and pyro blasts explode from all four ringposts. The lights return to normal as Panther turns to Brock and begins talking trash. Again, Brock tries to advance, but is stopped by the official. The music slowly fades out, and slight chants of “Panther, Panther” can in the crowd as the two teams prepare to hook up. COLE Panther’s getting a pretty good reaction from these fans here tonight. COACH Yeah, but all the fans in the world won’t help him with the kind of mood that Ausstin’s in. Did you see the look in his eye? COLE Yeah, I saw it, but I saw the look in Panther’s as well. Panther isn’t backing down from Ausstin in any way, shape or form. COACH That’s because the man’s a fool. He’s got more guts than brains… COLE Hey wait a minute…what’s going on? Panther and Tina appear to be arguing about something in their corner. Suddenly, Tina shoves Panther aside, and points in Heyross’ direction in a “you and me” fashion. The crowd pops. COLE Wait a minute…is she saying what I think she’s saying? COACH Probably that she wants Heyross for a night of wild, passionate sex. COLE What...no! What’s the matter with you? COACH Oh c’mon. Can't you sense the sexual tension between Tina and Heyross? COLE Hell no. Tina…I think she’s saying she wants to start this match off with Heyross! COACH Oh yeah. She’d do anything she could just to get her hands on Rick. She just can't resist the Heyross charm! COLE Stop it! Panther and Tina continue to discuss the decision in the corner. Panther shrugs, glares across the ring at Ausstin, then pats Tina on her right shoulder before stepping through the ropes and out towards the center of the ring, motioning for Heyross yet again. Heyross looks into the crowd for a moment, as if to as “Is this what you really want?” Then, much to the crowd’s delight, he reluctantly makes his way out towards the center of the ring to meet her. Heyross and Tina lock eyes in the center of the ring, and begin trash-talking to one another. Heyross makes a few smooching gestures at Tina, who seems ready to strike at any moment, when… COLE HEY!!!!!!!!! WAIT A MINUTE!!!!!!!! …BROCK AUSSTIN, who had positioned himself behind Tina, blindsides her with a vicious forearm to the back of the head, knocking the Superwoman to her knees. *Ding Ding Ding* The match begins, and Heyross quickly scrambles out to the ring apron as Brock hammers away upon Tina with huge forearm shots to the back of the head. Panther immediately rushes the ring in an effort to help Tina, but is held back by the official. COLE What the hell is this all about?! COACH He’s not the legal, Cole! Brock and Tina are! COLE What?! You’ve gotta be kidding me! This isn’t fair!!!!!!! As Panther struggles with the official, Brock turns around and smiles in his direction, and a roar of boos echoes throughout the crowd. Frustrated, Panther steps back out to the ring apron, and Brock turns back to Tina, who’s using the ropes to pull herself back to her feet. Brock rears back to strike Tina once again, but gets caught with a right hand to the gut, drawing a slight pop from the crowd. Tina fires off a second, sending Brock back a few steps. Back to a standing position, Tina comes at Brock with a HARD forearm shot to the nose! A second, and the crowd is coming alive! COLE TINA’S FIGHTING BACK, COACH! SHE’S GOT THE CURRENT BIG THING REELING! Indeed, Tina has the big man staggered, and a boot to the midsection doubles Brock over. Brock is in trouble, and Tina, looking to capitalize, hits off the ropes, and charges at Ausstin… …only to be FLOORED by a BRUTAL Clothesline of Mass Destruction. The crowd again voices its disapproval and Panther attempts to come in and help out, but once again, he’s blocked by the official. From his corner on the other side of the ring, Rick Heyross laughs at Tina, who’s rolling around on the mat clutching her head. COLE This is sick, Coach. Absolutely sick. Brock reaches down, grabs Tina by her blood red hair and yanks her back to her feet. He flashes another smile at Panther before scooping Tina up on his shoulder and walking around the ring with her, showing her off for the crowd before stopping in directly front of Panther. He laughs sinisterly at Panther then turns away from him, preparing to powerslam Tina. At this point, Panther climbs onto the turnbuckles, reaches into the ring and slaps the back of Tina’s right ankle to tag himself in… COLE Oh…we’ve got a blind tag here, folks! …and Tina’s able to wiggle free from Brock’s grasp, dropping down behind him, and shoving the huge monster into the ropes. Coming off, Brock tries a clothesline, but Tina ducks, and Brock runs to the other side. At this point, Panther enters the ring and runs to the ropes opposite Brock Ausstin, and when Brock’s coming back the second time around, Tina catches him with a drop toehold… *WHAM* …RIGHT INTO A DROPKICK TO THE FACE FROM PANTHER! COLE Dear God!!!!!!! COACH Did you see that?! COLE What a tandem move by Panther and Tina! Brock is down! Panther with the cover… 1… 2… NO!!!!!!!! KICKOUT…WITH AUTHORITY~! sends Panther up over the head of the referee as Tina steps back out to the ring apron. Dazed, Brock quickly scrambles back to his feet and staggers into the ropes. The official walks over to check on him, but just manages to avoid a wild right hand from Ausstin. Brock’s momentum takes him out to the center of the ring, and another wild swing spins him around, allowing Panther to catch him in the face with a hard right hand. A second one staggers Ausstin, and Panther unleashes a flurry. Lefts and rights! Rights and lefts…sending Ausstin staggering into the ropes yet again. Then Panther signals to the crowd before hitting off the ropes, charging at Ausstin. Ausstin attempts to catch Panther with a clothesline of Mass Destruction, but Panther ducks, and when Ausstin turns around, he’s met with a tremendous superkick to the jaw that sends him staggering to other side of the ring and into the ropes. The crowd cheers wildly once again as Panther points in Ausstin’s direction before running at his foe, catching him with a front dropkick that sends Brock tumbling to the ropes and out to the arena floor. Panther springs back to his feet and raises his right fist into the air as the crowd goes wild. On the floor, Brock pulls himself back to his feet, and immediately begins to flip out. He slams down against the barricade, kicking and screaming wildly as Heyross scurries around the ringside area to calm his client down. COLE Panther and Tina have taken control of this match, and it looks like Brock Ausstin has gone off the deep end, Coach. COACH Yeah, and he may be celebrating now, but let me tell ya, that’s not good for Panther. Brock was pissed enough coming into this thing. COLE Heyross over by Brock, attempting to calm down his client, as Panther…well…he and Tina have got the crowd behind them here tonight. Fans are chanting “Panther, Panther” as he eyes Ausstin intensely from the ring. Brock attempts to re-enter the ring, but Heyross holds him back, insisting that he calm down. Frustrated, Brock turns around and slams the barricade once again. Suddenly, Panther walks over toward the near corner and perches himself on the top rope with a cat-like leap. The crowd comes to its feet as Panther measures Brock… COACH Panther’s up on top! Ausstin and Heyross on the outside… COACH Look out, Brock! Look out! …Heyross gets out of dodge as Panther leaps into the air and takes out Brock Ausstin with a beautifully executed corkscrew plancha!! Tina claps from the apron as Panther opens up on Ausstin on the outside, raining piston-like right hands down onto the head of the Current Big Thing, much to the delight of the capacity crowd. Panther gets back to his feet, spots Heyross peering at him from behind the ringpost, and decides to go after him, chasing Heyross around the ringside area and back to his corner, where Heyross hops upon the apron and clutches the tag rope tightly. COACH What a bully Panther is, Michael! Meanwhile, on the other side of the ring, Ausstin is using the ring apron to pull himself back to his feet, at which point Panther slides back into the ring, charges at Brock and catches him in the forehead with a baseball slide. Brock is knocked back towards the entrance ramp, and Panther steps out onto the ring apron beside Tina, and begins to measure Brock once again. He gain raises his fist into the air as Brock climbs back to his feet. Panther then leaps at Brock from the apron with an attempted cross body, but alas… COLE HE’S CAUGHT!!!!!!!! PANTHER GOT CAUGHT BY AUSSTIN! There’s a collective gasp from the crowd as Brock catches Panther in powerslam position, then turns toward the ringpost with evil intentions. COACH Uh oh! COLE This is eerily similar to what we saw here last week! Indeed. As a worried Tina looks on from the apron, Brock charges the post a full speed…DRIVING Panther’s ribs and back into the unforgiving steel! But Brock isn’t done. He backs up, still with Panther in powerslam position, and once again drives him hard into the post. Brock then backs up again, til he’s almost at the base of the entrance ramp, where he muscles Panther above his head and into a gorilla press position. COLE Oh dear God! Don’t do that, Brock! COACH I told ya, Cole, I told ya! COLE Don’t tell me he’s gonna press Panther into that post again?! At this point, Tina hops down from the apron and places herself in between Brock and the post, pleading with Brock to not to send Panther into it again. Brock takes a couple of steps towards Tina and the post...and suddenly turns and presses Panther over the top rope and into the ring. Panther clutches his ribs in the ring, as Tina breathes a sigh of relief on the arena floor. Suddenly, Brock pie-faces Tina and shoves her to the floor, drawing loud boos from the crowd! COLE Hey! Now what the hell did he do that for?! COACH Tina had no business getting in his face. When you put yourself in harm's way, you suffer the consequences. Simple as that. Brock slides back into the ring, and as he's getting back to his feet, Panther comes at him with a spear, but is unable to take the big man off his feet. Brock knocks Panther to his knees with an axehandle blow to the small of the back. Then, he tucks Panther's head between his legs, wraps his arms around Panther's waist, lifts him high onto his shoulders, then drives him to the mat with a tremendous sitout powerbomb!!!!!! COACH I'M GOING TO EAT YOUR SOUL!!!! COLE Panther's shoulders are down...the referee's down for the count... 1... 2... COLE TINA!! At the last split second, Tina hits the ring and kicks Brock in the back of the head to break up the fall. The referee attempts to send Tina walk back to her corner, but Brock gets up and goes after her, having to be restrained by the official as Tina steps out to the ring apron. Meanwhile, Panther, still clutching at his ribs, pulls himself to a standing position. Brock turns towards Panther and eyes him sinisterly, and after unleashing a wild battle cry, Brock charges in at Panther and viciously spears him back into a neutral corner, with Brock's shoulder catching Panther squarely in his ribs. Brock continues his assault, repeatedly driving his shoulder into Panther's ribs as Rick Heyross looks on with glee. Panther's breathing deep, labored breaths as Brock backs off of him...then comes in with an elbow to the side of the head of Panther! A second! He then hooks his arm underneath Panther's left armpit, and after using his left arm to position Panther, Brock yanks Panther out of the buckle and LAUNCHES HIM CLEAR ACROSS THE RING with an incredible hip toss! Panther hits the mat hard, as Brock once again unleashes his HAPPY HAPPY HOSS DANCE~! (to a slight pop from the crowd). Then, as Panther begins to pull himself back up, Brock approaches him cautiously, contemplating his next move. Panther reaches his feet with his back turned to Brock, trying to shake off the effects of the Current Big Thing's onslaught, but as soon as he turns around, Brock grabs Panther by the waist, and grips him up in the dreaded KILLING HULKAMANIACS bearhug!!! COLE The bearhug! Brock's got it locked in tight on Panther! COACH And that won't do Panther's ribs any good, Michael! COLE Will you look at the strength of this monster?! Brock lifts Panther off his feet and swings him wildly in the bearhug as Panther screams in pain. The camera focuses on Tina for a moment, who once again looks concerned for Panther, before cutting back to the ring, where Brock grips up on the bearhug. Panther, in a desperate attempt to escape the hold, nails Brock with a clubbing shot to the back, followed by three more. The shots have no effect on Brock, however, who simply tightens his grip, causing Panther to scream in pain. COLE Panther's in a real bad way here, Coach. COACH And he's got no one to blame but himself. COLE Panther's got a lot of heart, but right now he appears to be no match for Brock Ausstin, as this bearhug begins to take its toll. Panther looks to be fading here, Coach! Indeed, Panther's tiring out, with his arms dropping down to his side, as Brock cinches up tighter on the bearhug. From the ring apron, Rick Heyross begins screaming at Panther, "GIVE UP!!!!! GIVE UP YOU COWARD!!!!! JUST GIVE UP!!" as Panther's body goes completly limp, much to the crowd's dismay. The official approaches Panther to see if he can continue...raising his right arm high into the air once... ...IT DROPS! The ref raises Panther's arm a second time... ...IT DROPS AGAIN! By now, Heyross is grinning from ear to ear, and sweat is pouring from the head of Brock Ausstin as he struggles to maintain the hold. Then, the referee grabs Panther's right arm, and raises it into the air for the third and final time... ...it... ...it... ...IT DRRRRR--NO!!!!!!!!! COLE THE ARM STAYS UP!!! Panther's still in this thing, Coach! Yes!!! Tina begins slapping the top turnbuckle in an attempt to rally the crowd behind Panther, who seems to be getting a surge of energy. Then, as the crowd begins to clap and stomp in unison, Panther stands upright, looks Brock in the eye, and fires off a HARD right hand to the face of the monster. Brock again grips up on the bearhug, causing Panther to grimace in pain, but Panther comes right back with another right to the face of Brock!!! And a third! A fourth!!! Panther's repeatedly firing right hands to the forehead of Brock Ausstin, but he still won't break his grip. Finally, Panther rears back and catches Brock with a well-placed elbow to the top of the head, and Brock's grip begins to loosen! COLE HE'S OUT!!!! Panther's broken the hold, Coach! Panther staggers back into the ropes, clutching his ribs and breathing heavily as Brock attempts to clear the cobwebs. Suddenly, Panther charges in at Brock, but Brock catches him, taking the Champ of Champs up and over with HOSSLY GOODNESS~! The crowd deflates as Brock springs back to his feet with a smile on his face. COLE Panther just can't seem to catch a break here against Ausstin, Coach. COACH He's overmatched! He's out of his league. There's no way that Panther can compete with Brock Ausstin! Face it Cole! Brock grabs Panther by his jersey and yanks him back to his feet, and, after flashing a smile to Tina, he buries a knee right into the gut of Panther, causing him to crumble to the canvas. Brock lifts Panther again, and this time he flashes a smile to the crowd before catching Panther with another knee to the gut. Again, Panther crumbles to the mat in pain, clutching at his ribs and breathing heavily, with a look of anger...and possibly frustration in his eyes. Brock backs off of Panther for a moment, and motions for him to get up. Panther obliges, slowly rising to a standing position, where a Brock Ausstin shoulderblock sends Panther flying into the ropes...but Panther rebounds with a HARD forearm to the jaw of Brock!!! Another!!! And another! The crowd once again comes alive, but Brock quiets them once more as he nails Panther with another hard knee to the gut!!! Panther grits his teeth and bangs the mat in frustration as the Current Big Thing towers above him, once again motioning for Panther to get up and fight. Again, Panther obliges, staggering back to his feet as Brock takes a couple of steps back. He then points at Tina, as if to say "This one's for you", before charging at Panther with a Clothesline of Mass Destruction--NO!!!!!! Panther ducks, slips behind Brock, and somehow...SOMEHOW manages to take the larger wrestler over with a German Suplex...no bridge, all impact! COACH Are you kidding me?!?! COLE Panther...I dunno if it was adrenaline, leverage or a combination of both, but he's managed to take Brock Ausstin up and over with a german suplex!!!! Brock is down!!!!! Brock is down!!! But so is Panther, who seemed to have put every ounce of his energy into that last move. From the apron, Rick Heyross and Tina cheer on their respective clients. The referee begins to count down the fallen wrestlers... 1... 2... 3... 4... Brock starts to stir... 5... 6... Panther begins stirring as well... 7... Panther pulls himself back to his knees, and the ref stops the count as Panther begins crawling over to the ropes. On the other side of the ring, Brock begins to do the same, and both men begin using the ropes to pull themselves back to their feet, as the fans once again start clapping and stomping in unison. COLE This thing could all come down to which one of these men can reach their feet first! COACH It's Brock! Brock's up first! Indeed, Brock beats Panther back to his feet, and Heyross urges his client to "Get on him!" from the apron. But when Brock approaches Panther from behind with an attempted double axehandle, Panther turns and catches him on the jaw with a wild right hand, staggering the big man! Panther then measures the big man with a stinging jab to the nose, followed by a boot to the midsection. Panther then hits off the ropes, manages to duck another Ausstin clothesline, bounces off the other side, and this time manages to catch Brock coming off with a swinging DDT!!! Panther with the cover... 1... 2... COLE 3--NO!!!! Brock got the shoulder up!!! Frustrated, Panther mounts Ausstin and begins hammering away upon him with right hands to the face. He then grabs Ausstin by the throat, and begins repeatedly banging the big man's head against the canvas, to the delight of the capacity crowd. Panther springs back to his feet, shooting an intense glare into the camera before clinching his teeth, turning towards Ausstin and motioning for him to get up. Brock slowly gets back to his feet...he's on rubber legs, struggling to regain his equilibrium as Panther nails him on the jaw with a second superkick...this one sending him staggering back into a neutral corner. At this point, Tina rushes into the ring, running to the corner opposite Brock, then comes at Brock with a beautifully executed running handspring elbow! Heyross flips out on the apron as the referee reprimands Tina. COACH Can you believe this flagrant cheating, Cole?! COLE Tina...not the legal participant in the match, but she just nailed Brock Ausstin with that handspring elbow... COACH Get her outta there, ref! Panther eyes the ref suspiciously as he attempts to send Tina back to the apron, and when he's sure his back is turned to the action, Panther turns to Brock with a sinister smile. Then, as Brock lies in the buckle, Panther sprints across the ring and catches him with a swift kick right to the groin...and another, and another, AND ANOTHER, and...MY GOD ANOTHER!!!!! COLE RAPID-FIRE LOW BLOWS!!!! Panther with rapid-fire low blows to Brock Ausstin! COACH No fair!!! DQ him, ref!!!! COLE But Tina's got the official! He hasn't seen a damn thing! COACH What a cheater! The crowd is cheering in the background, as Panther catches Brock with 9 swift kicks to the groin, followed by a HARD upper cut to the groin, as Rick Heyross damn near has a heart attack on the apron. Tina finally exits the ring, and the ref turns around just in time to see Brock stagger out of the buckle...right into a boot to the midsection by Panther, which is immediately followed by a... COLE PANTHER CUTTER!!!!!! COACH DAMN IT! Brock lies flat on his back in the center of the ring as the crowd pops in the background. Panther then climbs out to the ring apron, and ascends the turnbuckles with Tina cheering him on. Suddenly, Rick Heyross runs across the apron to stop Panther, but is immediately knocked to the floor with a hard kick to the face. Panther then stands upright on the top rope, and, after taking a moment to soak up the crowd's reaction, Panther leaps through the air and onto the prone body of Brock Ausstin with a big... COLE FROG SPLASH!!!! Panther connects with the frog splash!!! That could be all... Panther rolls around on the mat for a moment, clutching his injured ribs before rolling into a cover. Panther hooks the near leg... 1... 2... 2.99999999~! COLE My God! How close was that, Coach?! COACH Not close enough! If Panther can't beat Brock after that display of cheating, he'll never beat him, Michael. Frustrated, Panther buries his face in his hands, then bangs against the mat before climbing back to his feet with a look of determination on his face. He points down at Brock Ausstin's fallen body, and signals for the end. COLE It looks like Panther's gonna try and finish Brock off, Coach! Panther grabs Brock by the head and muscles him back to his feet. A swift knee lift to the head knocks Brock back a couple of steps, and a boot to the midsection doubles the big man over. Suddenly, he shoves Brock's head between his legs, and glares into the crowd with a sick smile. COLE Oh wait a minute! Don't tell me...he's not gonna try and give Brock Ausstin Da Bomb, is he?! COACH No way, Cole! He's not that stupid! He can't be! COLE Panther...we saw the German suplex from him earlier on... COACH That was a fluke! There is absolutely no way that he can powerbomb Brock Ausstin! COLE We're getting ready to find out! Panther raises his right fist into the air before reaching around Brock's waist and attempting to lift him...HE CAN'T DO IT! COACH I told you, Cole! I told you! COLE Watch Brock! Suddenly, Brock lifts Panther up over his head, and, as the crowd clamors in the background, he DRIVES Panther down with an Alabamaslama, dropping Panther right on the back of his head. Panther immediately springs back to his feet, completely out of it after the Alabamaslama. Brock then lifts Panther up into fireman's carry position, and after walking around the ring with him, Brock turns towards the main camera, spins Panther off his shoulders, and drops him with the... COLE F-STUNNER-5!!!!! F-STUNNER-5!!!!!!! COACH IT'S OVER! COLE But can Brock capitalize?! Panther is laid out in the center of the ring as Brock leans back into the ropes to catch his breath. The crowd boos wildly, and chants of "You suck" break out across the arena. Finally, Brock prepares to cover Panther, but... "WAAAAAIT!!!!" Rick Heyross climbs back onto the ring apron to stop Brock. Perplexed, Brock turns to look at Rick, who slowly extends his hand to Ausstin. COLE You've gotta be kidding me! Brock Ausstin has Panther beat! Brock Ausstin does all the dirty work, and now Heyross...this no good leech wants the tag! Panther hasn't moved a muscle since the F-Stunner-5, and Brock again starts to pin him, but Heyross again stops him, begging to be tagged in instead. Brock stops and thinks about if for a moment...then walks over towards his corner and makes a tag to "Good Ol EC'Dub". COLE Oh dear God! Heyross has been tagged in! COACH Can you imagine how embarrassing this is gonna be for Panther?! Rick grabs Panther's right arm and leg and drags him over towards his corner, making sure that his body is parallel to the turnbuckles. Then, Heyross walks over to the corner, and begins ascending the buckles...climbing onto the second rope and as the crowd boos wildly. COLE Panther has not moved an inch sinc the F-Stunner-5, and he may be just seconds away from the most embarrassing loss of his career. Heyross is on the middle rope! Heyross scours the arena, soaking up the crowd reaction before extending his arms into the air, and leaping off the ropes with a big splash... BUT PANTHER ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY! Heyross hits facefirst off the canvas, allowing Panther to roll over to his corner and make a quick tag to an eager Tina! COACH Uh oh! COLE Yeah! Uh oh is right. Tina just got the tag! Tina's legal, and look at the face of Rick Heyross! He wants no part of the Superwoman! Heyross has a look of shock on his face as Tina walks out towards the center of the ring. He outstretches his arms, begging and pleading for Tina not to hurt him. Tina shrugs her shoulders, and nonchalantly RIPS THROUGH HEYROSS with a vicious clothesline!!!! Heyross immediately pops back to his feet, allowing Tina to rip through Heyross a second time! Heyross again pops back to his feet, and walks into a hard forearm from Tina! A second sends forearm sends Heyross flying into the corner. Out of the corner of her eye, Tina spots Brock entering the ring, and yanks on the middle rope as he's stepping through, crotching Brock in the process, and sending him out to the arena floor. Tina then turns the Heyross, and goes for another running handspring elbow, catching him right on the jaw! Then, a handful of hair brings Heyross out towards the center of the ring, and as Tina looks into the crowd with fury in her eyes, she hooks Heyross up and puts him flat on his back with a Side Russian Leg Sweep. With Heyross down in the center of the ring, Tina walks back over to her corner, climbs out to the ring apron beside Panther, and then up to the top rope. Tina looks around the arena for a moment, as she stands upright on the top rope with her index fingers pointed towards heavens, then takes off with a HUGE elbow drop...right into the heart of Rick Heyross! The crowd cheers wildly as Tina pops back to her feet. COLE Can you believe this, Coach! COACH Hell no! All that pent up sexual frustration must have driven Tina out of her mind! This woman is nuts! COLE She's on fire! And it looks as if she's just about ready to finish off Rick Heyross! At this point, Tina's motioning for Rick to get back to his feet, when, again, out of the corner of her eye, she spots Brock headed back into the ring. Again, she springs into action, this time charging at Brock and knocking him from the apron with a hard forearm to the jaw. Then as Rick Heyross climbs back to his feet, Tina doubles him over with a boot to the midsection, tucks his head under her right arm and DRIVES him to the mat with the... COLE DDTINA!!!!!!! She got it, Coach! She got it! Brock slides back into the ring, but Panther trips him up from the outside, holding onto his ankle long enough for Tina to cover Rick Heyross. She hooks the leg... 1... 2... 3!!!!!!!!!! *Ding Ding Ding* *Cue "State Prop (You Know Us)"* ANNOUNCER Here are your winners, the team of Panther and Tina!!!!!! As soon as the result is announced, Brock kicks Panther in the face, knocking him back into the guardrail. He then slides back out to the floor, grabs Panther by the hair and sends him facefirst into the ringpost. Then, as the referee raises Tina's arm in the ring, Brock slides under the bottom rope, comes up from behind, and knocks her down with a hard clothesline! COLE Wait a damn minute! Brock Ausstin...that lowlife just attacked Tina from behind! The music stops abruptly, and the crowd boos wildly in the background as Brock stands over Tina and kicks her twice in the head and in the ribs. On the floor, Panther pulls himself back to his feet, and spots the situation in the ring. He then runs over to the timekeeper's table, shoves the ring announcer aside, grabs a steel chair and rushes the ring. Panther slides under the bottom rope with the chair, but when he stands, Brock charges at him with a big boot, knocking the chair back into Panther's face, which sends Panther back into the ropes. As Rick Heyross attempts to get his wits about him on the other side of the ring, Brock approaches Panther, then buries another knee into his ribs! A second knee lift causes Panther to cry out in pain. Brock then shoves Panther back into the ropes, causing Panther's arms to become tied up in top and middle ropes. Panther struggles to free himself from the ropes, kicking and flailing his legs wildly, but it's no use. COLE Damn it, Coach! Brock has Panther tied up in the ropes. Panther's helpless in there! COACH Yeah...I told you that Panther made a big mistake by pissing Brock off last week, and now he's about to pay! Brock walks over towards the steel chair that Panther brought into the ring. He reaches down, picks it up, then turns back towards the incapacitated Panther with a sick look in his eyes. COLE Oh c'mon, Brock! He's helpless! Don't do this! COACH No, Michael! Panther's been asking for this. COLE Panther can't defend himself and now Brock Ausstin has the chair. Don't tell me he's gonna...don't tell me he's gonna hit Panther with that--HEY!!!! Suddenly, Brock turns towards Tina, who's just getting up from his Brock's sneak attack, and bashes her in the head with the chair!!!! Panther starts screaming obscenities at Brock Ausstin, who walks over to Tina's fallen body, raises the chair high into the air and bashes her once more with a second chairshot to the head. Then, Brock seemingly snaps, and begins hitting Tina repeatedly in the head and shoulder with the steel chair, as Panther watches on in horror. The crowd litters the ring with trash as Rick Heyross gets back to his feet, signalling to Brock to pick Tina up. COLE This is one of the most dispicable things I've ever seen. Brock Ausstin has just assaulted this woman... COACH She's busted open, Michael. COLE Yes she is, unfortunately. And this damn Rick Heyross...leave her alone, damn it! You've done enough already, Brock! Brock reaches down and grabs the bloody Tina by the hair, and yanks her limp body back to her feet. Rick Heyross walks over to Panther and begins to him, making faces and badmouthing Panther, who vainly throws kicks in Heyross' direction. Suddenly, Brock drops Tina, as a group of referees rush the ring, attempting to stop the carnage. But as they enter the ring, Brock takes them out one by one with a series of clotheslines and right hands, and once again turns his attention to Tina, whom he picks up once more by the hair, and flings through the ropes, and out onto the arena floor. Both Brock and Heyross follow Tina out to the floor, and Panther desperately attempts to free himself before any more damage can be done to her. Brock once again lifts Tina to her feet, and, after eyeing the ringpost intensely, he turns towards the ring and flashes a smile in Panther's direction. COLE No he isn't! He is not gonna do what I think he's gonna do! Not to Tina! The crowd clamors as Brock lifts Tina up over his head in press slam position, and Panther, sensing what's about to happen, begins struggling harder than ever to break free. More officials rush the ringside area, standing in between Brock and the ringpost, but they all scramble as Brock charges in their direction, and, just as he did to Panther two weeks earlier... COLE NO!!! ...Brock LAUNCHES Tina rib-first into the post. Tina hits hard off the post, and drops down onto the floor's padding clutching her ribs. Heyross then leans down towards the injured Tina, gets in her face, and kisses her on the cheek, as "Punishment" by BIOHAZARD hits the PA system once again. COLE I cannot believe what we've just witnessed here. Brock Ausstin...this animal! This worthless... COACH Hey, watch yourself Michael. He can come over here and do that to you, ya know. COLE This man is an animal, and Tina...she is hurt and hurt badly on the outside, and Panther...he's finally been freed from the ropes...my God! Indeed, the officials have released Panther from the ropes, but it's too late, as Brock and Heyross are already headed back towards the locker room, being pelted with trash by ringside fans along the way. Panther quickly slides out to the floor to attend to Tina, who's crying and coughing up blood on the outside. EMTs are on their way to ringside, as Panther holds the injured Tina in his arms, and glares back towards the locker room with a look of fury in his eyes. COLE Coach...I really don't know what to say about what we've just seen, but I do know one thing: this rivalry between Brock and Panther is FAR from over! For the Coach, Northstar, and all the superstars here at OAOAST HELDDOWN… GOOOOOOOOODNIGHT! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Chuck Woolery 0 Report post Posted November 21, 2003 Comments From The Producer A bit of a promo-heavy show, but very nice. Heyross/Brock v. Tina/Panther is an excellent match, very high quality, so MAD kudos to Papacita for pumping that out. A lot of very nice promos on this show, tying together some storylines, and a couple of short but good matches to complement the superb main event. Definitely one of the top heldDowns of the past couple months. The Props List Papacita The Mighty Damaramu Nice Guy Adam Zack Malibu Chuck Woolery What? Northstar Sly "The Sly" Summers The Superstar Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
