Stephen Joseph 0 Report post Posted November 24, 2003 (edited) FLASH ::Heavy Breathing:: Frame shows a man's eye, sweat dripping from atop the eyebrow, slowing curving around the eye, then down into the lower hollow of the socket before riding the cheekbone up, dribbling down onto the cheek. A hand comes into view to swipe the sweat away, running slow on the cheek bringing dirt and sweat away and into the hand. The hand comes down on a desk, as the camera turns counterclockwise. Our hand picks up a knife, small but exacting, and as we turn bullets come into the frame. Small tiny bullets, each one laying on a bare table, each one unblemished. The back of the hand comes up, wiping more sweat off the unseen, as of now, face. Back to the table A bullet is gripped by a left hand. FLASH Camera now behind the bullet as the knife carves into the bullet, with a lone blue eye consuming the full of the picture, eyeing the bullet. It finishes. and the bullet is laid down, reading Zack. AngleSlam, August 31st Calvin pries Zack up, but Malibu turns around and GOES OFF, nailing punch after punch after punch on Calvin, backing him into the ropes! Zack takes Calvin and whips him in, then takes him up and over with a back bodydrop as he comes back towards him! Calvin lay on the mat, trying to push himself up, but Zack comes running...AND NAILS HIM IN THE HEAD WITH A ZACK ATTACK~! ZACK ATTACK TO CALVIN SZECHSTEIN~! MC This is NOT the side of Zack Calvin needed to bring out in a title match! Calvin is down, and Zack goes over to the corner where the loose ropes are still attatched, and pulls one into the ring, into his grasp. Zack takes the ropes, and while standing over Calvin...STARTS WHIPPING HIM ACROSS THE BACK WITH THE LOOSE CABLE~! sniffles from the unseen man, and another bullet is picked up. A flash and the hand shows us the name on it, PRL Intensezone, November 23rd Mr. Fuji: I will say this, if PRL is as agressive and psycothic in the Elimination Chamber as he was tonight, and he was the night he injured The Mad Cappa, he has a very good chance of becoming OaOasT World Heavyweight Champion at Deadly Game. Back, he swipes more sweat off the brow, and we look down on the table where the next bullet has been carved, Jay. Dirty Deeds, September 28 JR: AFTERTHOUGHT! AFTERTHOUGHT! HE HIT THE AFTERTHOUGHT! THERE'S A COVER! HE HOOKS THE LEG! 1!!! 2!!!! ::echo:: 3!!!:: A grunt and another sniffle, the knife comes off the bullet after writing, Blur, slicing into the left pinky finger, cutting it as the blood spills on the bullet. It's held up, almost in sick fascination , leaving to to run over the curved smooth side and onto the wooden desk. Blurricane Wassup wit dis? Me, da Blurryman, da World Champion. Hizzle-Ho young ones, believe me it will happen, oh yes with da Blurripowers unite on Calvin, ohh vile Calvin. Now Hile Blurri-Rangers, Victory! Our face cackles with Hmmph-ness and puts the bullet with the rest. Then we see hesitation on the next one, writing out slowly Crystal Helddown, October 3rd COLE She'll never hit it. He's too far out! ...AND FINALLY LANDS THE DIAMOND IN THE ROUGH DOWN ACROSS RAGDOLL! COACH Hook the leg!! Crystal covers, holding the pin for all it's worth... AND GETS A THREE COUNT! :DING DING DING: P.A. ANNOUNCER YOUR winner, and the NEEEEEEEEEEEEEW #1 Contender to the OAOAST WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP... CRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYSTAL! Back, our face cracks a smile as he writes this next name on a bullet, almost as if its one he can rely on....Ragdoll. Helddown, October 16th Zack stops short, as Ragdoll starts screaming to the ref about Zack trying to cheat him out of his title, or some such nonsense. The referee tries telling Ragdoll that the match is still going on and he had better let go of him, but Ragdoll won't. Zack starts going towards them, but CWM slides in from one side and DIVES at Zack...CRACKING HIM IN THE HEAD WITH A TIRE IRON, and rolling out the other side! CWM ducks down at ringside so he's not noticed, and with Zack down, Ragdoll comes running...STANDING SHOOTING STAR PRESS ONTO ZACK! Ragdoll hooks a leg, AND THE TIGHTS, as the referee makes the count. ONE! TWO!! THREE!!! Now, sweat dripping on his hands, each bullet is picked up into the right hand and a gun, 6 chamber, is brought from the left, with each bullet slowly put into its chamber. Now, that being down, the right hand gives the chamber and whirl, and it goes round and round like a roulette wheel, stopping after thirty seconds. The gun is then cocked and loaded, and we see the hand bringing it up The camera flashes to the eyes, sweat pouring around each, both squinting, and heavy breathing. "This is it" we hear an off-camera voice, presumably his, say, and tense seconds follow with no sound. BAM Eyes squint, cheeks get tense, and the sound reverbates and pitches like none other can. We hear impact, and the sound of a casing hit the floor. We see now, that in front of the table, about 10 feet, was a target setup, now with a smoking bullet in the center. Our camera rotates clockwise around as the man now bends down to pick up the casing. Slowly his face comes into focus as he pulls the casing up with his right hand, twisting it around to see the name. Our shooter is Calvin Szechenstein. His breath stops. The camera pans quicker than light around, time slowing down. The bullet reads Zack. ------------------------------------ OAOAST Proudly Presents Deadly Games A Stephen Joseph Production November 30th, 2003 ------------------------------------ Edited November 30, 2003 by Stephen Joseph Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Stephen Joseph 0 Report post Posted November 28, 2003 (edited) JR Welcome fans to the world's most sinful city. Sitting next to me is my longtime broadcast partner, and he's dressed for a night on the town, Jesse Ventura! JESSE That's right JR. And tonight we're going to see Dan Black get what's coming to him. Especially after what that son-of-a-bitch did to me. JR We have that and a whole lot more coming tonight. Right now, I send it back up the ramp to the HeldDown crew! COLE And what a main event we have tonight. An Elimination Chamber with three HeldDown wrestlers, three IntenseZone wrestlers, and one World Champion. COACH The 24/7 title is on the line, and wait? The Mighty Damaramu has attacked Crystal backstage! COLE What? COACH That's right, I'm being told its over now and Crystal is insistent on wrestling tonight for the title, but its against the doctor's advice. She could have a broken bone! COLE Damaramu continues his dangerous actions, for the detriment of HeldDown. Keep the title here boys! COACH And after all that, please remember that tonight's show is sponsored by Unmanly Smooth Legz, for the man in your life who just have to have smooth legs, give him Unmanly Smooth Legz! COLE Deadly Games starts now! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM BOOM BOOM! A pyrotechnic extravaganza commences as the OAOAST’s November pay-per-view spectacular, Deadly Games begins! As the fireworks finally finish, the OAOAST logo in the bottom left corner of the screen is replaced by…a ‘UGW’ logo. After the camera catches the myriad signs in the arena, it heads back to ringside, with everyone’s favorite HeldDOWN announcers! COACH You know, MC, you’d think that if they can afford fancy fireworks and their own logo, they could hire their own announcers, too! You feel me? COLE I’m feelin’ ya, Coach! COACH …oh God, that’s your hand! I meant in the FIGURATIVE sense! COLE …right. Well, speaking of the Underground, it’s time to get down to business. They demanded pay-per-view time, and they’ve got it. Up next, CWM will defend his OAOAST 24/7 Championship against members of his own Underground Wrestling federation, including Chave Senate, J. Arthur Edwards, Gunner Sharps, and The Superstar. COACH And The Superstar was the one who seemed to be looking forward to this match the most. I don’t think he’s liking being in CWM’s shadow one bit. As the camera cuts away from Cole and Coach, “Defy You” by the Offspring blares over the speakers, and a shower of boos rains down. Out from the back walks the 24/7 Champion, along with his moral support at his side. RING ANNOUNCER Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a GAUNTLET match, and it is for the OAOAST TWENTY – FOUR – SEVEN CHAMPIONSHIP! Approaching the ring, being accompanied by Hoff, weighing in at 267 pounds, he is the OAOAST 24/7 Champion, Cobain Was Murdered, SEE – DOUBLE YOU – EMM!!!! The jeers continue as CWM slides under the bottom rope, into the ring, as Hoff takes his spot at ringside. CWM tosses the belt at referee Nick Soapdish as he slumps down in a corner of the ring. He remains there until Dope’s “Debonaire” hits, and his first opponent of the night walks out from behind the apron, to similar jeers. RING ANNOUNCER Introducing next, his first opponent! From Detroit, Michigan, weighing in at 330 pounds, this is GUUUUUUUNNNER SHAAAAAAAAARPS!!!!!!! Sharps charges for the ring and slides in, as he meets CWM in the middle of the ring! The two immediately begin exchanging punches as Soapdish signals for the bell! *DING DING DING* Sharps immediately lifts his knee up into CWM’s midsection, doubling the champion over. He then slams down a double axe handle onto CWM’s prone back, dropping him to the mat. Gunner quickly follows this up with stomps, before letting up to glare menacingly at the crowd. COLE Well, this Gunner Sharps is making a quick impression here tonight at Deadly Game. You can tell he wants to be 24/7 Champion just as badly as the other members of the Underground! COACH This guy is FREAKISHLY huge, Cole, and I’m a little wigged out, if I do say so myself. Sharps lifts Cobain up off of the mat and whips him into the ropes. As CWM rebounds, Gunner scoops him up and twists around, dropping him hard onto the mat with a powerslam! Sharps remains on the mat and covers CWM, hooking a leg as Soapdish makes the first count of the match! “ONE!” “T – KICKOUT!” CWM easily gets a shoulder up as Gunner glares at the ref before bringing CWM back to his feet. Sharps sends some stiff right hands into the face of the champion, as he forces him into the corner and unleashes with hard body shots. As CWM reels in the corner, Gunner slides under the bottom rope to the outside of the ring. Gunner looks under the ring…and pulls out a trash can and a stop sign! The crowd lets out a cheer at the sight of the hardcore weaponry, but Gunner takes a bit too long searching for plunder, which allows CWM to recover! Unbeknownst to the challenger, CWM runs to the opposite ropes and sails in-between the middle and top rope, catching Gunner with a plancha to the outside of the ring! COACH YO~! COLE And CWM turns the tables in this match WITH AUTHORITY! This man isn’t 24/7 Champion for nothing! The champion pops up off the ground and quickly grabs the stop sign, barraging the fallen Sharps with shots left and right! *WHACK!* *WHACK!* *WHACK!* Gunner rolls around in pain as CWM lifts him up by the head…and drives him into the steel barricade! As Sharps rebounds, CWM jumps up, bringing his knee into his opponent’s back, sending him right back into the barricade. With Gunner dazed, the champion looks under the ring for more weapons…and pulls out a Singapore Cane! CWM holds onto it as he grabs Gunner by the head, sliding him back into the ring. CWM, meanwhile, climbs up to the top rope, Singapore cane in hand, and waits for Gunner to get to his feet. When he does, CWM launches off, swinging the cane at his head… …but Gunner catches him with a GORE IN MID-AIR!! CWM collapses to the mat as Sharps wastes no time in covering the champion! “ONE!” “TWO!” “THRE – NO! KICKOUT!” COLE I can’t believe CWM just kicked out there! That was a VICIOUS mid-air Gore! COACH Damn skippy, Cole, and this match just got a lot more interesting! Sharps grabs the Singapore cane that CWM dropped and, after putting the champion in the corner, backs up to the opposite side of the ring. With a full head of steam, holding the Singapore cane sideways, Gunner charges at CWM, driving the cane right into his throat! COLE MY GOD, Gunner could’ve decapitated CWM right there! COACH Oh, so you took the ‘Over-Exaggeration 101’ course too, huh? CWM slumps back into the corner, as Gunner pulls him out and wraps his hand around his throat, signaling for a chokeslam! Sharps easily hoists CWM into the air, and drops him hard onto the mat with the chokeslam! Sharps doesn’t cover CWM, but instead brings him up to his feet again, this time placing him in a standing headscissors! Sharps hoists CWM up onto his shoulder, and begins running, going for the All Guns Blazing! …No! CWM drops down behind Gunner, and as a last desperation move, shoots his leg back, nailing Sharps with a superkick to the back of his head! As Sharps hits the mat, CWM climbs to the top rope and sails off, twisting 360 degrees before dropping his extended leg onto the back of Sharps’ neck! COLE SMELLS LIKE TEEN SPIRIT LEG DROP! What a move by CWM! COACH He came out of NOWHERE with that superkick, and that’s all he needed to take advantage! CWM drops down and rolls Gunner over, covering him as Soapdish counts the pin! “ONE!” “TWO!” “THREE!” *DING DING DING* RING ANNOUNCER The winner of the first fall, in five minutes, two seconds, COBAIN – WAS – MURDERED! COLE Well, CWM survives the first fall of this match! Now, who the hell is next? Cole’s question is quickly answered, as Primal Scream’s “Kill All Hippies” hits and Chave Senate runs out from the back! RING ANNOUNCER Introducing next, from England, weighing in at 170 pounds, this is CHAAAAAAVE SEEEEEEEEENATE!!! CWM isn’t even off the mat as Chave leaps onto the ring apron and climbs to the top turnbuckle, facing the crowd. He then flips around and sails down, dropping the Whisper Legdrop on the prone CWM’s throat! Out of instinct, the Champion rolls onto his stomach to avoid a pin. He to shake off the blow as Chave gets to his feet. CWM is up to his knees as Senate approaches him from behind, and as he reaches down to pick CWM up… *CRACK!* …CWM swings back and nails Chave over the head with the Singapore cane! The force of the blow sends Senate back into the ropes, and this gives CWM time to get up. When he does, CWM sends a stiff boot into Chave’s midsection and places him in a standing headscissors, before hoisting him up vertically. The Champion then cradles his arms and drops down, driving Senate’s head to the mat with a cradle piledriver! CWM dives on top of Chave, looking to capitalize with a quick pin as Soapdish counts. “ONE!” “TWO!” “T – NO! KICKOUT!” Chave gets a shoulder up as CWM begins to grow frustrated, despite the fact that this match has really just started. The Champion brings Chave to his feet and shoves him into the corner, where he begins to deliver fierce punches to the body of his opponent. Blow after blow, CWM drives his fists into Chave’s chest, until he finally lets up and grabs Chave in a front facelock, falling back and driving him to the mat again with a DDT! COACH Dayum, Cole, CWM is on a mission! COLE CWM knows what odds he’s up against, so he’s fighting to end every match as fast as humanly possible, and I don’t blame him! CWM retrieves the trash can from the side of the ring and waits for Chave Senate to get up. When he does, CWM tosses the trashcan at Chave. Instinctively, Chave grabs it, as CWM runs forward and brings his leg up for a big boot…that Chave ducks! As CWM quickly turns around, Chave swings the trashcan with all of his might, walloping CWM! *WHACK!* CWM staggers back into the turnbuckle, as Senate puts the trashcan at chest level and charges in, nailing the can right into the Champion’s ribs! *WHACK!* *WHACK!* Chave drops the trash can and for a final blow, leaps high into the air with his legs out, nailing CWM right in the jaw with a high dropkick that sends the Champion over the ropes and onto the ringside floor! Chave remains in the ring, as he waits for CWM to get to his feet. When he slowly but surely does, Chave pulls back on the top rope and slingshots himself over, flipping through the air and landing on CWM with a somersault plancha! COACH & COLE YO~! COLE Chave Senate is using his high flying skill to take the advantage over CWM- COACH -but c’mon, that’s just going to piss CWM off. It’s like that annoying mosquito that never goes away. COLE I get that feeling every Thursday, Coach. Chave brings CWM up and scoops him into the air, before unceremoniously dropping him down throat-first onto the guardrail. With CWM lying prone across the barrier, Chave leaps up to the ring apron and, after signaling to the fans, he dives towards the champion, rotating 360 degrees as he drops his leg down across CWM’s back! The crowd lets out a cheer for the move as both men slump down against the barricade. Once Chave recovers, he rolls CWM over and hooks his leg, demanding that Soapdish count the pin! “ONE!” “TWO!” “THR – NO!!! SHOULDER UP!” Soapdish stops the count as CWM, albeit with struggle, lifts his shoulder off the floor. Chave shows signs of frustration, but brings CWM off the floor and places him in a standing headscissors. With a slight cheer from the crowd, Chave pantomimes a Guillotine, and then grabs both of CWM’s arms in a double underhook! No, wait, CWM is able to drop to a knee, and when he does so, he raises his closed fist right in between Chave’s legs! *CHING!* The crowd groans as Chave drops to his knees, gingerly holding his wounded testicles. CWM crawls over to the apron of the ring, where he looks under…and pulls out an axe handle. CWM looks on with malice as Senate recovers, and when he does, CWM lifts the handle up and brings it down hard… …but Chave ducks, and CWM connects right with the top of referee Nick Soapdish’s head! COLE GOOD GOD ALMIGHTY! COACH CWM just broke that axe handle over the poor referee’s head! Intentional or not, that was SICK! Slightly thrown off by what happened, CWM is shocked as Chave leaps up and drives a superkick right into CWM’s jaw, knocking him to the floor! With CWM down, Chave drags him over to the ring steps, where he brings him up and once again signals for his Guillotine finishing maneuver. He underhooks CWM’s arms, but this time the Champion rises up, and as both men stand on the stairs, CWM kicks Chave in the gut and places him in a standing headscissors, before quickly and fluidly hoisting him onto his shoulders, and dropping DOWN OFF THE STAIRS ONTO THE FLOOR WITH THE CONSPIRACY BOMB!! CWM holds onto the pin as replacement referee Xander Morris runs down to count the pinfall! “ONE!” “TWO!” “THREE!” *DING DING DING* COLE And that’s it! CWM outlasts the second Underground competitor in this gauntlet match! COACH That victory was hard-fought, Cole, and whoever is up next will definitely have a better chance at knocking CWM off. RING ANNOUNCER Your winner of the second fall, in ten minutes, thirty three seconds total time, C – W – M!! CWM rolls off of Chave as Hoff cheers on from the other side of the ring. Meanwhile, the Champion gets no rest, as Pink Floyd’s “Money” echoes through the arena! RING ANNOUNCER His next opponent, from Miami, Florida, weighing in at 205 pounds, this is J – ARTHUUUUUUUUUR EEEEEEDWAAAAAAAAAAARDSSSSSSS!!!!!!!! The crowd begins jeering relentlessly as the lawyer cockily struts down to the ring, where he enters and does a few athletic jumps, demanding that CWM enter the ring. *DING DING DING* The Champion obliges, rolling under the bottom rope, only to have J meet him with stomps to the back of the head, halting his progress. Arthur brings CWM up and whips him into the ropes. As he comes back, Edwards lifts his knee right into CWM’s gut and wrenches his arm back, crossing his leg over and executing an AGONIZING abdominal stretch. CWM tries to fight out, but Edwards keeps the hold in tight. The Champion tries to send punches back on Arthur, but to counter this, he wraps his arms around CWM’s head, executing a facelock as well as the abdominal stretch! CWM’s movements get slower and slower, and J Arthur simply…lets go of the hold. He then picks him off the mat and hoists him onto his shoulders in a fireman’s carry, before running forward and flipping over, rolling through while driving CWM down to the mat. COLE And it looks like J. Arthur Edwards is taking the more technical side of this 24/7 Gauntlet. COACH And that’s a BAD thing, Cole! I want more violence! Weapons! Blood! With CWM down, Arthur heads outside the ring and looks under the apron…producing a chain! The crowd begins to buzz as J slides back into the ring and waits for CWM to get up. As CWM pulls himself up in the corner, Arthur charges at him, stretching the chain out and catching CWM right in the throat with it! The Champion slumps back into the corner, as Edwards wraps the chain around his fist and begins punching the daylights out of CWM! Blood begins gushing out from right above CWM’s right eye as Arthur continues his bloody assault. Finally, the Williams & Horn lawyer stops the punishment, but not for long. Arthur unwraps the chain from his fist and wraps it around the neck of CWM, forming almost a noose. Then, holding the long end of the chain, Edwards stands back to back with CWM and then drops down, pulling on the chain to drive CWM’s neck into his shoulder! COACH YO~! COLE Good god, a hangman’s noose neckbreaker – literally – by J. Arthur Edwards! COACH So much for the technical side…Arthur’s in it to win this thing! J Arthur quickly rolls CWM over and covers him, as Morris drops down to count the first pin of this match. “ONE!” “TWO!” “THRE – NOOOO!” The crowd gasps as CWM meagerly lifts his shoulder off the canvas, much to the shock and dismay of the lawyer. Edwards gets up and runs to the ropes, before jumping up and coming down back-first across CWM with a senton splash. From there, J slides under the bottom rope and to the outside, where he produces a table! Arthur follows the dining device back into the ring, and he sets it up. Finally, Arthur lifts CWM into a fireman’s carry and drops him on the table, before heading to the top rope! COLE Edwards is gonna fly now, Coach, and this could be the end of CWM’s 24/7 reign! COACH Lawyers flying onto tables…man, this match is just all CRAZAY and stuff, yo! Edwards stands on the top rope, surveys CWM lying prone on the table, and then vaults off, soaring through the air as he comes down onto CWM with The Litigation! …BUT CWM ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY AND J. ARTHUR EDWARDS GOES CRASHING THROUGH THE TABLE! COLE & COACH YO~! Edwards collapses in a heap of table shards as CWM slowly crawls over, draping his arm across the fallen lawyer’s body! ”ONE!” “TWO!” “THREEEE! -NO! KICKOUT!” Xander Morris waves off the three count as Edwards is barely able to escape the pinning predicament. Both men are slow to get to their feet, but when they do, they both have a weapon in their hands – Edwards with a table shard, and CWM with the Singapore cane! CWM swings the cane like a baseball bat, but Arthur ducks, and jabs the shard right into CWM’s midsection! The Champion howls with pain as he doubles over, and Edwards runs towards the ropes to capitalize. As he comes back, however, CWM, in an act of desperation, shoots his leg up between Arthur’s, catching him with a field goal-sized kick to the gonads! *CHING!* Now it’s Edwards’ turn to double over in pain, which gives CWM time to retrieve the Singapore cane…and bring it down across Edwards’ back! *CRACK!* The lawyer drops to his knees as CWM unloads with three more unprotected cane shots! *CRACK!* *CRACK!* *CRACK!* CWM drops the cane as Edwards drops to the mat, and spies another weapon he should use – the chain. CWM nods, a sick, bloody smile creeping across his face as he wraps the weapon around his fist, like J Arthur did minutes before. CWM stands in wait in the corner as Arthur pulls himself up to a standing position… *BOOM!* …only to have CWM drive his chain-wrapped fist right into his face, dropping him to the mat! COACH Sweet revenge, baby! COLE You’re right, Coach, CWM gains a measure of revenge by socking that pretty boy lawyer right in the face with that chain! COACH You really don’t like lawyers, do you? COLE They’re evil bastards, yes they are! CWM hooks the leg of Edwards as Morris makes another count in this match! “ONE!” “TWO!” “THREEEEENOOOOOOOO!” CWM is in shock as the Williams & Horn lawyer kicks out, but has a sadistic idea as he unwraps the chain and picks Edwards up. CWM drags him over to the corner, where he wraps the chain around both the turnbuckle and Arthur’s wrist, nice and tight! With the groggy J Arthur trapped in the corner, CWM walks over and picks up the Singapore cane, beginning right where he left off! *CRACK!* CWM sends a big overhead shot onto Arthur’s skull! *CRACK!* *CRACK!* And two more! *CRACK!* *CRACK!* *CRACK!* And finally, three more shots to the now bloody Edwards! CWM unwraps the chain from Arthur’s wrist and lets him fall to the mat, as he drops the cane and covers him! COLE My god, that was BRUTAL! COACH Mark my words, J Arthur Edwards is DEAD after that assault! “ONE!” “TWO!” “THREE!” BUT NO! EDWARDS GETS HIS SHOULDER OFF THE CANVAS! The entire crowd is in shock as Edwards kicks out, but CWM doesn’t hesitate, as he yanks Edwards up, kicks him in the gut, and then hooks in a ¾ facelock, jumping forward and driving the lawyer to the mat with the Pollycutter! CWM turns him over and hooks both legs in a tight cradle as Morris counts! “ONE!” “TWO!” “THREE!!!!” *DING DING DING* COLE Good lord…give it up to J Arthur Edwards! He showed outstanding toughness out there to withstand that much of a beating. COACH Hats off to the lawyer, indeed. But I think we all know who’s up next. RING ANNOUNCER The winner of the third fall, in eighteen minutes, fifteen seconds total time, C - W – M!!!!!! As CWM rolls off of Edwards, the familiar riff of Dream Theater’s “Dance of Eternity” strikes and the jeers fill the arena yet again. The Superstar charges out of the curtain and immediately darts to the ringside area, where he grabs a steel chair from the timekeeper’s table! RING ANNOUNCER Introducing next, from Tucson, Arizona, weighing in at 246 pounds, THEEEEE SUUUUUUUUUUUUPERSTAAAAAAAAAARRRR!!!!!!! As CWM climbs to his feet, Superstar slides into the ring and swings the chair with all of his might! *CRAAAAACK!* *DING DING DING* Superstar seems possessed as he immediately picks CWM up from the chairshot and barrages him with stiff palm strikes, focusing on the busted-open eyebrow. Finally, with CWM dazed, SS backs up and then runs forward, swinging his elbow right into CWM’s temple, dropping him to the mat! Superstar follows this with a flurry of stomps, before picking CWM up again. COACH Bo-jeezus, Cole, Superstar is on a MISSION here! COLE He’s like a shark that senses blood, Coach, to use an old cliché. He knows that CWM has been engaged in 20 minutes worth of bloody battles, and he’s going to exploit that. Superstar grabs CWM from behind in a double chickenwing, and then arches back, sending him flying over with a Tiger Suplex…right into the turnbuckles! CWM hits with hard impact, and following this, Superstar backs up and then runs forward, jumping up and twisting his leg around, smacking CWM in the face with a gamengiri! CWM remains hurt in the corner as Superstar grabs the steel chair and backs up to the opposite turnbuckle. He then charges forward, chair above his head, and as he brings it down on CWM’s head… …CWM moves! The chair clangs against the turnbuckle as Superstar turns around…RIGHT INTO A POLLYCUTTER! COACH BOOM! POLLYCUTTER! OUT OF NOWHERE! COLE THIS IS IT! SUPERSTAR WAS CAUGHT OFF GUARD! CWM scrambles on top of Superstar as Xander Morris counts the surprise pin! “ONE!” “TWO!” “THREEEE-NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!” Superstar shoots his shoulder off the mat as CWM rolls off in frustration. COACH Well, quite frankly, Superstar has been in this match for about 15 minutes LESS than CWM, so kicking out of the Pollycutter isn’t as shocking as it normally would’ve been. Superstar slowly pries himself off the mat with the help of the ropes, and as he holds onto them facing towards the crowd, CWM recovers and comes up behind him, holding the chain! CWM places Superstar’s neck between the middle and top rope and then places the chain under his throat, before yanking up, choking the life out of him! The crowd buzzes at this sick display of choking as Superstar struggles to break free. CWM finally releases the hold, and then coils the chain back… *SMACK!* …and whipping it across Superstar’s back! *SMACK!* ...and a second time! As Superstar tries to beg off any more shots, CWM wraps the chain around his fist as he had before, and winds up- *BOOM!* -socking Superstar square in the face! Superstar collapses back against the middle rope, and seeing this positioning, CWM drops the chain and runs to the opposite ropes, picking up steam as he vaults into the air and swings his knee around, connecting square with Superstar’s temple! COLE SHINING WIZAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!! COACH Oh, come on, Cole, don’t even try to pretend you know Puro, yo! COLE *ahem* well, I thought it was neat. CWM rolls Superstar onto his shoulders and covers him again as Morris counts: “ONE!” “TWO!” “NO! SHOULDER UP!” CWM, frustrated, picks up the chain again and drags Superstar up. Taking a page from J Arthur, CWM wraps the chain around Superstar’s neck and stands back to back with him, for a hangman’s noose neckbreaker! However, Superstar shoots his leg backwards, nailing CWM right in the testicles! *CHING!* Superstar remains back-to-back with CWM, however, and hooks his arms, dropping quickly to his knees and snapping CWM over with the Battleflag, a spike backslide, as Morris drops down to count! “ONE!” “TWO!” “THR- NO! KICKOUT!” Superstar now shows signs of frustration as he unwraps the chain from around his neck and whips CWM in the midsection with it! *SMACK!* *SMACK!* *SMACK!* Superstar brings CWM up and whips him into the ropes. As CWM comes back, Superstar shoots his leg around, and catches CWM right in the head with the Thai Roundhouse Kick! The impact of the strike causes CWM to go flying into the turnbuckle, where he stays. Superstar then grabs CWM by the wrist and whips him towards the opposite turnbuckle. However, showing one last burst of adrenaline, CWM is able to spin around, reversing the momentum and sending Superstar into the turnbuckle! CWM grabs the steel chair from the mat and, with malice in his eyes, aligns himself with Superstar from the opposite turnbuckle. From there, CWM charges, chair over his head, much like Superstar was earlier… …but this time Superstar moves, and the chair clangs into the turnbuckle yet again! CWM turns around, only to have Superstar scoop him up off the mat and hold him in a cradle, before dropping to his knees and driving CWM’s head square into the mat! COACH THE STAR POWER! THE STAR POWER! COLE Just like we saw earlier, one man’s mistake in the turnbuckle turns into another man’s opportunity to hit his finishing maneuver! Will this be enough?! Superstar covers CWM as Morris counts the inevitable pinfall! “ONE!” “TWO!” “THREE!!!!” …NO! CWM shoots his shoulder up at the LAST possible tenth of a second! Outraged but determined, Superstar grabs the steel chair and plants it on the mat, before picking CWM up and placing him in a standing headscissors. From there he hoists CWM onto his shoulders, but then lets him hang down. He then cradles CWM’s leg, positioning him in almost an Inverted Star Power! With a twisted look on his face, Superstar points to the steel chair before charging forward and jumping up, dropping to his knees and PLANTING CWM’S HEAD ONTO THE STEEL CHAIR WITH THE INVERTED STAR POWER! COLE & COACH YO~! Superstar tightly hooks CWM’s leg as he pins him to the mat, demanding that the referee count the fall immediately. “ONE!” “TWO!” “THREE!!!!!” COLE We have a new OAOAST 24/7 Champion! *DING DING DING* RING ANNOUNCER Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the gauntlet in twenty five minutes, forty seconds total time, and NEEEEEEEWWWW O – A – O – A – S – T TWENTY – FOUR SEVEN CHAMPION, THEEEEEEEEEEEE SUUUUUUUUUPERSTAAAAAARRRRRRRR!!!!! COACH I can’t believe it! CWM lasted for 25 minutes of a brutal, bloody, unbelievable hardcore brawl with four different opponents. It took a Cradle Hangman’s DDT onto a CHAIR to pin him down! COLE And, like him or not, The Superstar took advantage of this to the fullest. He was a man possessed out there tonight, and knew exactly what it took to beat the Champion. “The Dance of Eternity” fires up again as The Superstar rolls off of CWM, satisfied in victory. Xander Morris hands him the 24/7 Championship as Hoff rolls into the ring, checking up on CWM. Superstar looks down on the two of them and laughs…before stomping down on CWM! Hoff tries to stop him but gets shoved away as Superstar picks CWM up and latches on a ¾ facelock, jumping forward and giving CWM his own Pollycutter! The jeers overflow through the arena as Superstar rolls out of the ring just to avoid a charging Hoff. Superstar laughs as he fastens the Championship around his waist on the outside of the ring and backs up to the entryway. COACH What the hell is going on, Cole? Superstar just attacked his Underground stable mate! COLE You’ve got me, Coach. I think the power is already getting to Superstar’s head…but that’s not surprising! Folks, we’ll be right back after this coffee-and-tootsie-roll break. Edited November 30, 2003 by Stephen Joseph Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Stephen Joseph 0 Report post Posted November 30, 2003 (edited) Meanwhile, as they clean up the ring... (Backstage we see a door guarded by the Blurri-Rangers. Slowly they step aside and let the cameraman into the locker room. Inside the room Blurricane sits in a chair with his arms folded, looking deep in thought. Suddenly the Yellow Ranger comes in.) YELLOW Judas is here. Should I let him in? BLURRICANE Yes. (Judas walks in with his head lowered and Blurricane does not move a muscle.) JUDAS I hope you know that I had no choice. J. Arthur said that he could find ways of ruining my life...and I believed him. BLURRICANE Did he even say what those ways were? Did you even fully think this through? JUDAS I...I was afraid. He said I could end up in prison with Father...and I don't want to go there. I was just as much a part of Father's schemes and if you had not have convinced the authorities that I was duped into going along with it then I would have been in prison too. If you hadn't decided not to press charges against me then I would have been in prison. I didn't know that you were really Father's son. I thought that you were wrong and we were right! J. Arthur says he can prove that I was in on it all along and that I wasn't oblivious. BLURRICANE So you agreed to help J. Arthur contrive some technicality to get Father out? All to save yourself from going to prison? In some ways I am glad you didn't go to prison because I don't want you there either, but what you've done could prove disastrous. JUDAS There's another thing...J. Arthur gave this OAOAST Contract to me. He says that I was unjustly released before and he can be persuasive, but I don't want the contract. BLURRICANE Take it. JUDAS What? BLURRICANE Take the contract. (Blurricane gives Judas a stern look as if assuring him he has a plan.) JUDAS Fine...but you realize Father will pit me against you? BLURRICANE Don't worry. Now I have to get ready for the Elimination Chamber match. Stay back here and the Blurri-Rangers will guard you. Don’t leave this locker room! (Fade out) Edited December 1, 2003 by LaParkaYourCar Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Stephen Joseph 0 Report post Posted November 30, 2003 (edited) MC: Coming up here at Deadly Games, the X Title will be defended in a three-way dance inside that monstrousity of a cage that’s being set up around the ring right now. COACH: That’s right, but that’s not the only disadvantage that Mad Matt will be facing tonight. Just seventeen days ago, on our HeldDOWN~! program, you saw Sly Sommers battle Matt in a non-title match. Sly won the match due to crooked officiating, but that’s not all. (Clips of the match play while Coach talks) As you can see here, during the match, Sly targeted the right leg of Mad Matt’s, totally taking him out of his high-flying element. But, watch the Argentian Lock here at the end of the match. Sly had that hold locked in for well over a minute, and that move’s deadly enough when locked in for seconds. We found out later in the week that Matt basically had every ligament from his waist down torn in some way, and he was kept in the hospital until just earlier this week, (clips of this past Thursday’s Sly/??? finish start airing) when both he and AJ Flaire, who himself is suffering from a back injury, came back, with the same motive, but from different areas, to run Sly off. But, watch this....Matt and AJ, two athletes with the upmost professional respect for each other, almost came to blows because of the tension and frustration that has been building up to this moment. MC: Coming into this match, I honestly think Sly has both the psychological and mental advantages, as I think is obviously seen from that piece of film. Both Matt and Flaire still look pretty hurt from what I saw, and they’re apparantly so tense about the past few weeks’ action that it’s almost turned into a form of paranoia, where if anyone or anything comes at them, they think it’s Sly, and are ready to pound its head off. COACH: With that in mind, let’s take you to pre-recorded comments from earlier today from both the champion, Mad Matt, and one of the challengers, “The Phenomonal” AJ Flaire, followed by a live interview in the back with the tormentor and other challenger tonight, representing Totally Endorsed, Sly Sommers. Roll the tape! (We cut to earlier today, where Mad Matt is sitting inside the cage, mid-ring, on a folding chair, with the house lights off, and a spotlight lighting the center of the ring.) MATT: Three weeks ago....three weeks ago...three damn weeks ago, I nearly had my leg ripped off of me because some arrogant, (bleep)ing punk decided that he wanted to make his name here in this company by not only beating me, but injuring me. Sure, Sly, you brought your crooked referee. Sure, Sly, you got the technical win. Sure, Sly, you destroyed my right leg. But look at me....(Matt stands up, but limps around to catch his balance)...I’m still (bleep)in’ standing! This just proves that, no matter how much crap you throw at me, I’ll catch it, and shove it down your damn throat! Tonight, Sly, you will die. Tonight, as I scalp you using the fencing on this cage, and as the blood drops down from your forehead onto my hands, I’ll make sure you remember every second I had to lay there in the hospital bed, waiting to hear if I would be able to come back to defend what is rightfully mine, and that’s my X Title! Tonight, Sly, every time you wince and moan in excrusiating pain, I will make sure to live out every violent thought I had going through my head, as I laid in the hospital, with my leg elevated in a cast, knowing that, at least for the short-term, I was unable to do what I do best, and do probably the only thing in life that I have fun doing, and that is kicking the asses of the HeldDOWN~! brand! Tonight, Sly, I am coming to get my receipt. Nothing personal, AJ, but if you get in my way of not only getting rid of this parasite once and for all, but get in the way of me retaining my title, I will go right through you. That is a damn promise. I respect you, AJ, but tonight, it’s every man for himself, and if I’ve got to take you out, so be it. But tonight, not only am I leaving here as still the X Division Champion, but Sly, I am coming for my receipt. You took my leg...I’M TAKING YOUR LIFE! (Matt throws his chair into one of the cage walls angrily, and limps out of the cage.) (We fade to another scene about an hour later....the crew is setting up the rest of the arena for the show, and the cage is still constructed on the ring. The camera pans over to one of the upper sections of the crowd, as we see Jonathan Coachman sitting down in the seating area, next to AJ Flaire, who’s noticeably just staring at the cage.) COACH: Tonight, AJ Flaire, you get to go for a prize that you almost tasted in only your third match in HeldDOWN~!, if Sly Sommers hadn’t come in and ruined your match that night. Tonight, you get to go after the X Title. But it won’t be any ordinary match, AJ, it’ll be a three-way cage match with the current X Champion, Mad Matt, and a man who you’ve beaten twice already in two show-stealers that cemented your name in this company, yet has stayed a thorn in your side, Sly Sommers. Your thoughts? AJ: Yeah, you’re right, this isn’t just any ordinary match. Look at that thing, Coach. That’s twenty feet high, with a ten-by-fifteen diameter. That’s not just fencing, Coach, that’s horror. The same horror that so many of this sport’s forefathers fought their way through in classic, brutal, bloody bouts. But why did they do it? They went through that hell because they had so much hatred for the man standing across the ring from them that they were willing to put themselves through that hell; that torture, just to win the final battle in their epic wars. Tonight, I get to do what so many men that I grew up looking up to did when they had to settle a score once and for all. The reason why I asked that this interview be here was so that I could get to see a cage erected for the last time from a fan’s point of view, in person, before I experience the pain and agony that comes from being involved in a cage match. But, not only do I get to almost become just like my idols growing up tonight, but I get to hold championship gold in this company, something that I set my heart on since the day I first laced my boots at the school in which I was trained to wrestle. Every week, I’d watch OAOAST television, knowing that, someday, I’d get out of the hand-and-mouth hellish existance that was independent wrestling. Sure, I loved perfecting my craft. But the fact is, all the money, all the fame was with being not only a member of the OAOAST company, not only a member of the HeldDOWN~! roster, but holding gold in this company. Tonight, I’m going after that brass ring. I’m going after the fame, and the glory that I’ve lusted after since the first time I set eyes on a wrestling match, and told myself that I was one day going to be a wrestler. Tonight, this isn’t just about going after the throat of the man who’s taking claim to destroying my back. This isn’t just about destroying the pain in my ass since the day I set foot in this company. This isn’t just about making Sly Sommers feel the pain and the punishment that he’s handed me since the ink dried on my contract with this company. Tonight, Jonathan, this is about achieving my number one goal in life, and that’s becoming not just any champion in this company, but the X Champion. (looks into camera) Matt, you know I respect you, and I know that you respect me. But, just like I’m sure you said when they gave you your interview time inside the cage earlier, if you get in my path of rage of winning this match, getting my revenge, and becoming the X Champion, I’ll be more than happy to take you out. Nothing, and I mean nothing, will be a roadblock on my road to fame, glory, and revenge. Sly, Matt, I hope you both have trained and thought long and hard for this match, because if either one of you want to win tonight, you’re going to have to win over my dead body. You’ll have to make sure my heart never beats again; that I never breathe again, before you even THINK about winning this match tonight. Tonight, Jonathan....(AJ slouches back in his seat, staring at the cage in a hypnotic stare)...tonight.... (Cut back to the backstage area, where Sly Sommers is standing in the interview area with a mic in his hand) SLY: You know, I just watched both of those interviews, and to tell you the truth, I totally expected those reactions out of them. Hell, that was my mission the entire time. By making both of these buffoons as mad as they are, guess what? They’re concentrated on taking my head off, as opposed to winning the match. And when you’re mad, usually, by human nature, you make tons of mistakes. Add to that that both Matt and AJ are injured, yet...surprise, surprise, I’m not! Why? I outthought both of you guys. When you were both too worried about fighting to keep your spots on top of the X Division, I used my mental prowless to my advantage; you both were just pawns in my game of human chess. Even though it didn’t look like I didn’t, I knew that Axel would snap like that after the tag match almost a month ago. That’s why I picked him; I knew he was at his most dangerous, and could hurt at least one of you very seriously. I was willing to take pain in order to ensure that one of you was taken out of the picture. Then, Matt, even though I have no clue what people talk about when they say that I employed my own referee for that match, I knew that, if I just targeted your legs, that you’d be thrown off of your game, and that if I worked over them enough, that the wear and tear of your flips and flops would have weakened your legs enough so that it’d be ripe for the picking. That mockery of you two I made the week after, that was just to mess with your heads some more. But, little did I know that, the next week, I’d have gotten under your guys’ skin so much that you’d be dumb enough to almost go after each other! I mean, you’re just making it easier for me. Tonight, I’ve got you where I want you. The chess board’s set up just perfectly, and, once I leave that cage tonight, and hold what is rightfully mine over my head, that being the X Title belt, you will have suffered the ultimate checkmate! (Cut to the ring, and Howard Finkle.) FINK: The following contest is a steel cage match, for the OAOAST X-Division Championship! The rules are as follow: all three competitors will start off inside the ring, within the confines of this twenty-foot-high steel cage. The only ways they can win the match are by pinfall, submission, climbing over the top of the cage and touching the floor with both feet, or exiting through the door. Introducing participant number one.... (Sly Sommers comes out, looking cockier than ever until he comes face-to-face with the cage, which he then feigns fear before climbing up it, and posing while sitting on top of the cage. He then carefully climbs down, as the lights dim for the next entrance. AJ Flaire then comes back. His entire mid-section is taped, and he walks to the ring, as opposed to his usual jog. He slaps a few fans’ hands before he inspects the cage, including shaking the fencing for sturdiness.) COACH: Like AJ’s showing, you can never be too careful in a cage match, especially one of this magnitiude. MC: Exactly, Coach. You can even tell with Sly, who seems to be goofing off to hide the fact that he, too is intimidated by this match. (The X-Division Champion Mad Matt then makes his entrance. He’s walking with a pretty large brace on his right leg, wrapped in giant gauze in order to keep it in place.) COACH: As much as I’m sure he has to wear that in order to keep his leg in one piece for this match, the leg protective equiptment is sure to become a gigantic target in this contest. After Matt slowly limps his way through the door of the cage, each man takes a corner, and the referee assigned to this match locks the cage door. The bell rings, and we are off...the three competitors walk around in a circle, all staring each other down, before Sly turns away, and starts trying to climb out as fast as he can. However, within five seconds, both Matt and AJ grab him, and pull him off of the cage. Sly pops up, and tries climbing away again. He gets pulled down hard by both of his opponents again. Sly tries climbing again, and gets pulled down even harder again. Sly then tries crawling to the cage, but AJ and Matt step on his fingers, before he crawls away from them, into a corner. AJ and Matt then walk over to him, and start repeatedly stomping into Sly’s chest area. Matt pulls Sly up, and both men whip him to the ropes. They connect with a double superkick to the jaw of Sly’s. Sly sits up, most likely off of the impact of the bounce of his head onto the mat. So, AJ dropkicks him in the face. Matt follows up as soon as Sly hits the mat with a fistdrop. COACH: So far, this is more like a handicap match, with Sly not putting much of a fight up for his life! MC: For all of the crappy things that Sly’s done to these two, I’m really enjoying this! AJ pulls Sly to his feet, and whips him into a corner. Matt then goes down on all fours, right in front of Sly, and AJ nails a Poetry in Motion-like flying forearm to the face of Sly’s. Matt follows up while Sly’s stumbling around with a Flatliner. Matt pulls Sly to his feet, and Irish whips him into a clothesline from AJ. AJ pulls Sly to his feet, and Irish whips him into a clothesline from Matt. Matt pulls Sly up, and whips him into a jumping leg lariat from AJ. AJ pulls Sly up, and Matt yells at him, “If you think I’m gonna do that, you’re stupid!”, then points at his bad leg. So, AJ whips Sly to the ropes, and Sly gets picked up by both AJ and Matt in a slam-like position, so that they could throw him like a dart into the cage! Sly bounces off the cage, and falls flat on his face. Matt locks in a camel clutch on Sly, and AJ kicks Sly in the face, field goal-style. Matt tells AJ to go for one more, but when AJ goes to deliver the kick, Sly slips out of the clutch, and AJ accidentally kicks Matt in the jaw! COACH: I think that Sly slipping out of Matt’s hands might have been the hypothetical first slipping of the X belt out of his hands! MC: That might have turned the way this match was going! AJ gets a confused, yet angered look on his face, and then turns around to work over Sly again. But, when he bends down to grab Sly, Sly clutches AJ by the front of his pants, and pulls him face-first into the cage. Sly pulls himself up, and grabs AJ’s head while he’s still in between the top and middle ropes with his face on the cage. Sly then locks in an unorthodox version of the camel clutch, with AJ’s hurt back bent around the top rope. Matt stumbles up, and limps fastly at Sly, who moves out of the way RIGHT before Matt comes into play. Matt accidentally connects with a left knee to the back of AJ. As AJ goes down in immediate pain, Matt turns around, and is met by a superkick to the jaw from Sly. Sly then falls back, and uses the ropes to hold himself up. After he gives himself a few seconds to rest, he locks in a spinning toe hold on Matt’s bad right leg. But, after the second spin, Matt pushes Sly off with his left leg. However, that push enabled Sly to hit an accidental shoulder charge into AJ, who was just getting up; right into his bad lower back. Matt pulls himself over to Sly, while still on the mat, and grabs Sly’s face. Matt then pulls Sly over to the lower section of the cage, and starts to grind Sly’s face into the fencing, causing a giant gash on Sly’s forehead. But, while Matt’s doing that, AJ gets up on the other side of the ring, and nails a brutal running kneescrape, sending both Matt and Sly face-first into not only the side of his boot, but the steel as well! COACH: AJ Flaire’s right boot might have just decided the winner in this match here! MC: Man, that was brutal! AJ pulls Sly up, and Sly’s face is already covered in blood. AJ, just like Sly did to him in his debut, starts punching Sly directly in his gaping wound! AJ’s right hand gets covered in blood, so he, for whatever demented reason, rubs Sly’s blood all over himself. Matt limps over to AJ, and shoves him. AJ turns around, and they get right up in each other’s faces, arguing the whole time. COACH: Matt is obviously upset by the amount of what looks to be miscommunication between himself and AJ! MC: Yeah, looks like this three-way is finally turning into every man for himself! Matt and AJ argue some more, but right before they come to blows, Sly gets up, so they both punch him and send him down to the mat, hard. Then, they start arguing again. Both look to turn around, but they both get the same idea of faking the other out, so they connect with punches on each other simulantiously. They start punching each other repeatedly in the face so fast that it looks like the punches are coming in stereo. Sly pops up again, and they stall so that they can both hiptoss him into the cage, where Sly comes down slowly, in between the cage and ropes, but lands square on his skull. AJ and Matt go back to repeatedly punching each other very hard in the skull, before Matt starts stiffly chopping AJ in the chest. Matt gets four repeated chops to AJ’s chest, the last sending AJ backwards into the ropes. Matt then whips AJ to the other side of the ring, and tries to catch him with a high dropkick on the way back. The problem is, Matt’s leg gave out on him during the launch, causing him to fall down, and AJ to trip over him, falling throat-first onto the middle rope. COACH: Obviously, due to the severely injured right leg of Mad Matt’s, he didn’t get anything on that move. MC: Sometimes, in the heat of the battle, you get so intensely pumped up that you try and do stuff that you know your body just cannot perform. Sly pulls himself up, sees AJ laid out on the ropes, and tries for a Bossman-like throat straddle, but AJ moves, and Sly bounces, crotch-first off of the middle rope. AJ then pulls himself up, looks at his surroundings, and starts heading up the cage. By the time his entire body is above the top, Matt limps to his feet, and over to AJ. Matt tries pulling AJ down by the ankles, but he gets kicked away. Sly gets up, climbs up the ropes, and nails a devastating Russian leg sweep, from about eight feet in the air, on AJ! COACH: One of the many dangers of this match....the fall, and subsequent impact! Matt then limps over to the cage, sort of slaps his right leg in a macho, adreneline rush type-of-way, and tries to climb the cage. It literally looks like he’s just dragging his right leg up the cage. Matt climbs so slowly that Sly is able to get up while Matt’s on the cage. Sly climbs the cage until he’s at equal level with Matt. Matt and Sly then start trading punches. Matt gets in four punches in a row, and Sly loses his grip on the cage, crotching himself on the top rope as he fell. AJ then gets up, and starts climbing after Matt. Matt and AJ are literally almost at the top of the cage when AJ catches Matt. They start fighting at around nineteen feet in the air. AJ gets in five punches in a row, and leaves Matt hanging about three feet lower, by his hands. AJ then starts kicking at Matt’s head, until, about fifteen seconds later, when he loses grip, and falls from fifteen feet in the air, onto Sly’s prone body! COACH: Holy crap! MC: I think AJ Flaire just killed both of his opponents! COACH: No matter how you put it, a fall from that height is going to result in some major damage! AJ gets to the top of the cage, and just sort of sits there for a while, noticeably hurt and tired. AJ looks down at his fallen opponents, then looks down at the floor on the other side. But then, he looks out at the crowd, who are cheering him on to do something from the top of the cage. AJ stands up on the top of the cage....Sly and Matt sort of use each other to get up....and AJ nails a suicidal 450 flip press onto both Matt and Sly! The crowd breaks out in a “Holy Sh-t!” chant! COACH: Oh....my....oh my, oh my, oh my! MC: AJ said he wanted to almost, in a way, become like his idols before him who battled in many cage matches. I think he just evolutionized any cage dives his childhood heroes EVER DID! All three men are laid out on the mat, almost lifeless. The entire crowd is in awe of the incredibly suicidal risk that AJ Flaire has taken in order to win this match. A minute exactly after Flaire came off of the top of the cage, he starts slowly crawling to the door. The referee opens the door for him, and AJ gets his right arm out the door. Just then, Sly uses his second wind to pop forward, and grab AJ’s ankle. He pulls AJ into the ring, and then tries diving out the door himself. Sly gets most of his upper torso out of the door.... COACH: Look! Sly Sommers, as I say this, is HALF A CHAMPION! MC: Been studying your 1970’s WWWF tapes, Coach? ...but then AJ pulls him back inside. While all of this is going on, neither Sly nor AJ notice that Mad Matt, using the drive and determination of a champion, is inching his way toward the fencing, and, even on a bad wheel, is using the motivation of keeping his title to climb his way out of the cage. AJ then attempts to hop out, but Sly catches his ankle on his way down, stands up on his feet, and pulls AJ back into the ring with all of his might. Sly then tries leaving the cage. He’s crawled three-fourths of his torso out of the cage, but AJ reaches out and grabs his ankle. AJ pulls with all of his might, but Sly grabs onto the ring apron covering. AJ stands up pulling, but Sly reaches further out, and grabs onto the referee. However, seconds later, the referee loosens Sly’s grip on him, and Sly goes flying back into the ring. But, all of a sudden, the referee who worked the Sly/Matt match from two weeks ago comes running from the backstage area, and throws the assigned referee of this match into the guardrail! MC: What in the hell is this?!?!?! COACH: I think it’s obvious what’s going on here....Sly had a grand that he needed to get rid of, and this skunk was ready to accept it! AJ crawls towards the door, but when he gets his head and arms outside the cage, the scab referee grabs the door, and slams it shut on AJ’s head! AJ goes down in an unconcious heap, and is sporting a large, bloody cut on his forehead! The camera scrolls up to Mad Matt, as the scab ref is cheering Sly on to get up and escape the cage...and Matt’s nearly up to the top of the cage, despite his obvious handicap. Sly sits up, and has to use every source of energy in his body to crawl towards the cage door. When he gets close, his scab referee grabs his arms, and starts pulling him out the door. But, Matt’s made it to the top of the cage! Sly’s nearly out of the cage, and Matt starts to climb downward...... COACH: Who will make it first??!?!? MC: All this excitement and tension building towards an amazing climax..... All of a sudden, though, the lights go out! COACH: WHAT IN THE HELL?!?!?!? MC: Wait a goddamn second! After a bunch of flashbulbs go off, and nothing’s still able to be seen, a cross shows up on the video wall. It then expands and expands until total darkness again fills the screen. Then, in flaming letters, the phrase, “Your Savior....” shows up. Then, pyro goes off, and the screen makes a burning effect, until the words, “IS HERE!” show up. A spotlight starts shining from the top of the arena, showing two men in altar boy robes quickly coming down the rope that held the cage to the top of the building before the show. They then climb across the top of the cage, over to Mad Matt, and pull him back on top of the cage. They follow up by tossing him off of the cage, back into the ring! COACH: What on Earth is the meaning of this?!?! Then, the two men look straight-forward, and cross themselves, in Catholic traditional style. A spotlight shines on the entrance, and then a voice booms from over the PA system, “St. Andrew...IS HERE!” This man, who’s apparantly named St. Andrew, suddenly appears in the spotlight, in a priest’s robe, signaling for the men, who are apparantly his followers, to climb down, into the ring. The lights go out again, and when they come back up, both referees, and all three of the men involved in the match are knocked out. But, St. Andrew and his followers are standing above all of the prone bodies. St. Andrew tells his followers to grab Matt. They then hold him up in an STO position, and, as they slam him down in the double STO, St. Andrew superkicks him, square in the jaw! Andrew then drags AJ Flaire to the center of the ring, and pulls a chair out from underneath his robe, probably strapped to himself under the robe. Andrew places it on AJ’s face, and signals for his followers to go up top. COACH: Whatever this man’s having his cronies go for, it sure isn’t with good intentions! The followers go to different turnbuckles. One follower then nails a legdrop onto the chair, crushing AJ’s face! The second then nails a frogsplash, sacrificing his own ribs to follow his leader’s orders of crushing AJ Flaire’s face! MC: My god! They could have just broken every bone in that man’s face! COACH: The sad thing is, this man doesn’t care! Flaire then starts practically convulsing, with blood squirtting from his forehead like a fountain. Sly then stumbles onto his feet, basically unconcious still, oblivious to what has happened. The followers then walk over to him, and pop him with a devastating double-superkick, which sends Sly flying so hard backwards, that he flies over the top rope, and out of the opened door of the cage! Just then, the official referee wakes up....and sees that Sly’s escaped! COACH: Oh, no....oh, damn no! MC: What in the name of all that is decent has happened? COACH: Sly Sommers, with the accidental help of this priestly-looking man and his minions, has SOMEHOW survived this unholy battle, and won the X Title! Just then, the lights go out, and, when they come back up, St. Andrew and his followers are gone. COACH: As mysteriously as they appeared, they’re gone! Sly gets handed the X Title belt, but then passes out. As the cage gets taken down, all three men get assisted to the backstage area by security, referees, and EMT’s. Both Matt and AJ are absolutely drenched in blood. The entire crowd rises to their feet to applaud the spectacle that they saw. COACH: A very-well deserved show of respect for three excellent athletes. Sure, the winner might not be my personal favorite, or even yours, and that ending was very shady. However, the risks that these three men took to their own bodies for that X Title shows not only their love for the business, not only their love for the crowd, but their respect and lust for the X Division Championship! For that, I, and all of these fans here live, give these three men all of the respect in the world! Edited November 30, 2003 by LaParkaYourCar Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Stephen Joseph 0 Report post Posted November 30, 2003 (edited) JR: We can't waste anytime, IntenseZone competitors TNT get a shot at the OAOAST Tag Team Titles. How's about that Jesse? JESSE: Sounds good JR, but I've got an appointment to keep. I'll be back, Corporate stuff. JR: Allright then! By myself, I say only one word is needed to describe this next match: slobberknocker. Dammit... I’d also *like* to welcome HD color commentator Jonathan Coachman to the booth. Believe me folks, this wasn’t my idea. COACH: Says you. Since the Dream Machines are officially a HD team, they wanted someone from HD to make sure this match is called by one broadcaster from each show. JR: Then why isn’t Michael Cole out here? COACH: I told him about all the free food in the back. JR: *Sigh* Let’s go to the ring *DING DING* GARY CAPPETTA: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the OaOast World Tag Team titles!! In this match, falls will count ANYWHERE in this arena!! BOOM!!! Red, green, and gold pyro shoot into the air as AC/DC’s “TNT” blares over the loudspeakers. The fans rise to their feet and boo as the challengers step through the curtain and make the long walk to the ring, with both men holding circular objects. GARY CAPPETTA: Introducing first, the challengers. They hail from The United Kingdom, and weigh in at a total combined weight of 389 pounds. Ladies and Gentlemen, Tyler Bridges, TJ Burns, together, they are known as the most explosive tag team in the OaOast: TEEEEEEEE ENNNNNNNNN TEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!! COACH: Looks like TNT is armed and ready for this one. JR: Is Tyler holding a steering wheel? And is that a hubcap in TJ’s hands? COACH: Well, looks like we know what happened to the Camino. I gotta ask them later where they sold it; I liked those rims…… JR: Will you focus?! Now I know why Cole gets drunk after every HD! Both men slide into the ring and raise their arms, coldly looking out into the crowd. They jog in place and talk strategy as their music fades out. “California Love!!” The crowd cheers wildly as the reigning champions step through the curtain, Eddy trailing behind. GARY CAPPETTA: And their opponents, at a total combined…… Gary sees the Machines charging down the ramp and decides to cut the intro short for his own safety. TNT is waiting and delivers the first shots, but the Machines strike back, triggering a brawl in the center of the ring as the ref calls for the opening bell. JR: This feud is already past the boiling point. This one will be under tornado tag rules, and the first team to score the pinfall or submission will be the champions. The brawling continues and the Machines whip TNT into the ropes. TJ and Tyler springboard off and go for a headscissors, but Parka and Knight hold onto their legs, shoving them over the top rope and onto the floor. The Machines hop out to the floor and grab TNT, tossing them over the barrier and into the crowd. COACH: I had 2 minutes in the staff pool JR. You owe me a beer. All four men begin brawling through the crowd, the cameras having a hard time keeping track of them as the fans converge on the area. As they get to the hockey boards deep in the ringside area, Parka goes for a whip, but TJ reverses it and Parka goes front first into them, smacking his knee on them pretty good. TJ stomps on it before Knight blindsides him and whips him into a popcorn cart. Knight goes for a cover. 1…..Tyler quickly breaks the count and grabs Knight, shoving him into the hockey boards and stomping away. JR: From everything I’ve seen of TNT I thought they were too technical and small a team to do well in a brawl. I guess I was wrong. TJ pulls Parka’s arms behind him as Tyler winds up for a kick, but Knight trips him up and Parka backs TJ into the boards. Both men grab TNT by the hair and lead them further to the back, towards a curtain. The view switches to the backstage area as the four men walk through the curtain. Tyler elbows Knight in the ribs and slams his head into a storage box as Parka grabs a shovel and whacks TJ over the back with the handle. The teams seem to split up as TJ and Parka begin brawling towards one part of the backstage area near a set of double doors and Knight and Tyler brawl towards a hallway marked “locker room”. The ref stops and quickly snaps his head back and forth at the pairs, not knowing what to do. Suddenly, another official runs onto the scene and points towards Knight and Tyler, running in their direction. The original ref runs to join Parka and TJ JR: Wow, we got TWO referees in this match now. You don’t see that often. The scene switches to a room with a bunch of tables, some with people seated and either eating or just shooting the breeze. All attention suddenly turns to Parka and TJ as they burst in through the double doors. COACH: Looks like a catering area. HA! There’s Cole, stuffing his face. Michael Cole has to dive out of his chair as the brawling pair topples over his table, sending food and water bottles flying. They battle to the catering table, where Parka picks up a half full water jug and rams it into TJ’s face. He covers as the ref joins them. 1….. 2….. TJ kicks out. TJ blocks getting his head rammed into some potato salad and shoves Parka over the table. Parka swings, but TJ ducks and suplexes him through the catering table. He covers. 1…. 2….. Parka kicks out. TJ grabs him by the mask and they both head back out the double doors. Meanwhile, Knight and Tyler have battled into the men’s room. Knight rams Tyler’s head into the paper towel dispenser. Tyler gets some soap from the sink dispenser and rubs it into Knight’s eyes. He takes the trashcan and rams it over Knight’s back. Tyler whips Knight into a stall, almost breaking the door off its hinges. Tyler kneels down and shoves Knight’s face into the water. JR: Remind you of high school, Coach? COACH: ……..no. Tyler lets up and Knight comes up for air, only to have the toilet seat come crashing down onto his head! Tyler drags him out of the stall and goes for a cover.’ 1…… 2…… Knight barely kicks out. Tyler comes to get himself more, but Knight manages to trip him up, sending him onto the overturned trash can. Knight reaches up and pulls the handle on the condom machine, grabbing the one that falls out. COACH (noticing that Tyler is lying on the floor with his BUTT sticking in the air): Uh, JR, aren’t kids watching this? JR: I really don’t think Knight is like that……not that there’s anything wrong with that. Knight tears open the package and stretches the rubber out. He sneaks behind Tyler as he gets up and chokes him with the Trojan. JR: BAH GAWD, he’s choking him with the contraceptive!!! COACH: WHAT!? JR: Hey, Tony had “Face first into the commode”, so why can’t I have a ridiculous call? Knight tosses the condom into the toilet and yanks Tyler to his feet, throwing him through the men’s room door. As Knight exits, Tyler gets a low blow to take control. Tyler pulls him towards a door and picks him up, falling backwards, sending Knight face first into the door. Meanwhile, Parka and TJ are fighting in a hallway full of equipment. Parka grabs a 2x4 and charges, but TJ backdrops Parka onto some wooden pallets. TJ drags a ladder over and rams Parka’s face into it. TJ hooks Parka’s head and climbs a few rungs, but Parka punches him in the gut and manages to suplex TJ down onto the pallets. He clutches his knee a bit before he covers. 1…… 2……. NO. COACH: It definitely seems like there is something wrong with Parka’s right knee, the one he seemed to injure earlier. Both men continue to brawl out of sight of the camera. The scene changes back to the entrance area. Struggling is heard and the camera pans right to find Parka and TJ fighting towards the entrance. More fighting is heard to the left, so the camera pans that way to see Knight and Tyler fighting their way. TNT shoves the Machines into each other as both teams finally meet. The backup ref nods at his comrade and heads back to the locker room. JR: Finally, the teams are back together again. Tyler breaks a broomstick over Knight’s back as TJ and Parka brawl to the gorilla position, Parka clearly trying to put less weight on his right leg. COACH: Looks like they’re heading back out here, JR. And I think that right knee of Parka’s is getting worse as we go along. TJ tries to ram Parka’s head into a production table, but Parka elbows him in the gut and drives TJ’s head into it instead. And again. Parka delivers a stiff right hand, knocking TJ through the curtain and onto the stage. Knight and Tyler follow close behind. As Parka and Tyler brawl on the stage, trading elbows and kicks, Knight grabs TJ by the hair and pulls him down the ramp, stopping every so often to ram TJ’s face into the rail. Knight whips TJ into the ringpost and slides him into the ring. Knight walks over to the timekeeper’s area and roughly shoves Cappetta out of his chair, folding it up and sliding into the ring with it. TJ is ready for him, however, and meets Knight with a superkick to the jaw as Knight raises the chair. TJ picks the chair up and waits for Knight to sit up. When he does, TJ tosses the chair at him and quickly follows up with a Shining Wizard, kicking the chair into Knight’s face!! COACH: Holy damn. TJ slides over for the cover. 1…… 2…… Parka comes sliding in and dives on top of TJ to break the count. Tyler rushes to ringside and grabs Parka’s leg, yanking him out to the floor, with Parka landing hard on his knee. He closes his eyes and clutches it as Tyler stomps him a few times. Back in the ring, TJ goes for a whip, but Knight holds on to his arm and yanks TJ towards him, pulling him up into position for the Knightmare!! JR: Look out; Knight’s going for the kill here. Knight parades TJ around a little as Tyler comes in the ring and grabs the chair. Knight sees him as he goes to turn TJ, and boots him in the face, causing Tyler to drop the chair and roll out of the ring. TJ struggles a bit, but Knight gets him in position and begins to turn TJ, but TJ uses the momentum to get out of Knight’s grasp and grabbing his head, spiking Knight’s head into the chair with a tornado DDT!! Coach: Fuck the censors, HOLY SHIT!!! The crowd echoes Coach’s words as TJ flops backwards, draping his arms on Knight. 1……….. 2……….. 3!!!!!!! JR: BAH GAWD, TNT has ended the reign of the Dream Machines!!! GARY CAPPETTA: Ladies and gentlemen, here are your winners, and NEWWWWWWW OaOast World Tag Team champions, TEEEEEEEEEEEEE ENNNNNNNN TEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!! TJ and Tyler snatch the belts away from the referee and hug, holding each other up while they raise the tag belts and the fans boo. TNT exits the ring, giving a quick look at Parka as he lays on the floor, holding his knee and grimacing in pain as Eddy checks on him. Edited November 30, 2003 by Stephen Joseph Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Stephen Joseph 0 Report post Posted November 30, 2003 (edited) *we cut to the arena as the ring announcer is standing in the ring while the fans grow restless* Announcer: Ladies and Gentleman it is now time for the BACK ALLEY BRAWL! *the fans all cheer in unison as we cut to the titantron and see quite a scene on the titantron. Damaramu is standing at the outside entrance ramp where the wrestlers enter the building at. He is wearing a Crystal T-Shirt and a pair of jeans. He is dressed for combat with his knee and elbow pads on as well as his gloves. He is surrounded by a crowd of officials and fans that have gotten backstage passes to witness this match in person.* Coach: There he is Cole! The man that gave Crystal a severe concussion. I hope Pyro hurts him bad.... Cole: He's even wearing a Crystal t-shirt Coach....no respect for anything! *The fans all move as tires are heard screeching. Damaramu turns and manages to just get out of the way as a beat up 74' Chevy speeds down the ramp and into the combat area. It screeches to a halt as Damaramu head towards it yelling for Pyro. The front door opens and Crack Hitler jumps out of the front seat.* Damaramu: What the hell? Oh well.... *Crack Hitler tries to run but Dama is on him. Dama grabs him and slams his face into the car hood and then spins him around unloading with lefts and rights. Crack Hitler begs for mercy as Dama continues to pound on him. Dama finally pulls him back and then lifts him up and bodyslams him on the hood of the car!* Hitler: My back...oh my back! It's broken! *Dama smiles and puts his forearm into Crack Hitlers throat and begins to choke him as he thrashes wildly. Blood streams down Hitlers face while the fans surrounding Damaramu boo him.* Random Fan: He's not that big! Leave him alone! Cole: The fans obviously not liking the fact that Damaramu is beating up on poor Crack Hitler. You know Coach...Pyro was not a fan favorite going into this...but the fans hate Damaramu so much he could just be the next beloved star. Coach: Yeah...if he ever shows up. Where the hell is he? Crack Hitler pulls up in this car and tries to fight Damaramu! *While Dama is choking Hitler he turns to the rear of the car to see the trunk pop open and a figure pop out. He is wearing a football helmet, a chest protector, elbow pads, football shoulder pads, a groin protector, shinguards, and knee pads.* Pyro: Catch me if you can! *Damaramu smiles as safety man's gear reveals him as Pyro. Pyro begins to run into the arena with Dama in hot pursuit. Dama finally catches up to him in a parking garage area. They are up against the wall with a garage door beside them and another level just right above them. The fans catch up as Pyro tries to climb the ladder to the next level* Coach: There he is Cole! Cole: What's he wearing? And where's he going? *Damaramu grabs Pyro by the seat of his pants as he's climbing and yanks him to the ground. Pyro however headbutts Dama with the football helmet as Dama staggers backward with blood trickling from in between his eyes. Pyro charges in and slams Dama into the metal garage door and begins to wildly throw punches. Dama slumps to the ground as Pyro goes nuts all over him.* Coach: GO TO TOWN PYRO! YOU TAKE HIM OUT! *Pyro turns and yells for a weapon to the crowd of onlookers. One fan runs to the side and returns with a 2x4. Pyro takes it and turns to Dama. Pyro charges in with it while Dama is standing with his back flat against the garage door. Dama ducks and flips Pyro straight into the garage door. Pyro hangs for a second and then falls straight onto his head. Dama turns and yanks the football helmet off of Pyro's head and then cracks him in the face with it. Pyro falls onto his back as blood begins to stream out of his nose. Dama pulls him back to his feet by the hair and begins to slam the back of his head into the metal garage door. Pyro screams in pain as Dama continues the unmerciful beating.* Cole: Jesus Coach! He's going to give him a concussion doing that! Coach: Well that seems to be his specialty! *Dama finally stops after about 8 bangs with Pyro falling flat on his face. Pyro regains his bearings and begins to crawl away from Damaramu as Dama just laughs and slowly walks behind him. Dama stands there laughing as a figure appears on the next level. It's Hollywood! She leaps down from the next level straight onto Damaramu's back and begins to choke him!* Cole: It's Hollywood! What's she doing here!? Coach: It's GM Northstar! He said he'd take care of Damaramu! *Damaramu thrashes wildly as the fans standing backstage and in the arena all cheer wildly at the sight of Hollywood choking Damaramu. Dama however gains his senses back and runs backwards into the metal garage door. Hollywood releases her grip as all 245 pounds of Damaramu slams smashes her. Dama turns and grabs her by the throat lifting her off of the ground* Coach: Oh god what's he going to do? *Dama slams Hollywood into the garage door a few times and then releases her. She falls to the ground and looks up at him. He smiles and then snaps a martial arts kick right to the side of her head! Hollywood slumps over knocked out but Dama is not done there. He uses the chain to lift the garage door then he sets Hollywood under it.* Cole: NO DAMA! DON'T DO IT! YOU'LL KILL HER! *Dama brings the garage door slamming down into Hollywood's stomach as she howls in pain. The fans all begin to boo Dama again but he just laughs and heads off looking for Pyro who has fled the scene. We get a close up of Hollywood as she begins to cough up copious amounts of blood everywhere.* Official: We need EMT's here now! *We cut back to find Damaramu walking through the parking garage looking for Pyro. Dama walks slowly like the terminator as the fans all follow keeping a safe distance. Finally Pyro appears from behind a pillar jumping Damaramu from behind. He clubs Dama in the back of the head with a fire extinguisher. Dama hits the ground and Pyro pulls him back up and sets him up for a suplex! Pyro snaps back with a hard suplex onto the concrete! Dama howls in pain and grabs his lower back as Pyro stands back up and begins stomping on Damaramu. The fans go wild at Pyro's comeback as he lifts Dama to his feet and then irish whips him into a concrete pillar. Dama hits it and falls onto his back as the blood continues to stream down his face. Pyro smiles looking quite deranged with his broken nose. Pyro heads back over to Dama and lifts him to his feet again. Pyro sets him in position for a DDT!* Cole: Oh no Coach! He can't seriously be thinking about doing this can he? Coach: Why not!? Dama deserves everything that his thrown at him! *Pyro begins lifts one hand in the air but Dama fights back dropping to his knees and delivering a low blow. However Pyro is unaffecte because of his groin protector. Dama looks up and elbows Pyro in the stomach..but once again his safety gear protects him. Pyro bends low and laughs as Damaramu finally sticks his thumb in Pyro's eye! Pyro turns around holding his eye as Dama stands up and rips the shoulder pads off of Pyro! Then he grabs the chest protector and tears it off. Pyro regains his bearings as Dama steps back and delivers a hard kick to Pyro's unprotected stomach. Pyro doubles over in pain as Dama pulls a wooden pallet off of a pillar and lays it out. Dama puts Pyro's head in between his legs.....* Coach: What's he going to do!? Cole: I have no clue Coach....uh-oh......Tiger Driver.... *Dama hooks Pyro's arms and lifts him high bringing him down onto the wooden pallet. Pyro screams as the pallet shatters under the force of Pyro. Dama drops onto Pyro going for the cover.* 1! 2! 3!NO SOMEONE BREAKS IT UP! *Dama rolls off of Pyro as a boot comes down into the back of his head.* Coach: Cole! It's Flameout! One of GM Northstar's Acolytes! Cole: Man...he must've put a hit out on Dama or something! *Once again the fans cheer for someone else attack Dama hoping that maybe he can help to knock Damaramu off. Flameout smiles standing there in in his baby blue OAOAST track suit. Dama starts to come to his feet but Flameout begins to punch him in the face causing Dama to stagger back falling through a doorway. They are now in a hallway in the back of the arena as Flameout grabs Dama and begins to slam him back and forth into the walls of the hallway. The fans roar as Flameout continues following Dama down the hallway punching him everytime he turns around. Finally they spill out into the backstage area around where the interviews take place and people enter through the stage into the arena.* Coach: They're getting close to us Cole! Cole: Let's hope they don't get to close....... *Flame out grabs Dama and throws him into a pile of boxes. He smiles as Pyro staggers up to him and goes and pulls Dama out of the boxes and holds him with his hands behind his back. Pyro runs up and begins to unload with punches into Dama's stomach. Now not only are the fans and officials watching it appears that a host of OAOAST stars have gathered and one of them is Northstar who is laughing gleefully as Dama is taken out. The fans of course approve of the beating Dama is recieving.* Cole: You know...normally when the odds are stacked against one man the fans get behind him...but I think they're enjoying seeing Dama beat on. *Finally Pyro grabs a pipe and runs smashing it across Dama's bloody face sending him onto his back. Pyro goes for the cover!* 1!!!!!!!! 2!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 3!!! 3!!!! 3!!! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!!!!!!!! DAMA KICKS OUT AT THE LAST SECOND! THE FANS ARE NEARLY RIOTING! Cole(almost drowned out by boo's): WHAT!? HOW COULD HE KICK OUT!? *Flameout gets a look of disgust as he shoves Pyro out of the way and pulls Dama up putting his head in between his legs. Flameout gives the universal sign for the piledriver but Dama backdrops him out! He rushes forward....YAKUZA KICK ON PYRO! Pyro flies backwards and rolls into the crowd as Dama turns towards Flameout. Flame starts to stand but Dama is on him delievering elbow strikes....5 Elbow strikes! ROLLING ELBOW! Dama then grabs Flameout and begins punching him backwards. They keep fighting until they come to a small office off next to the doors leading to the hallways. Dama grabs Flameout by the hair and throws him through the office window! The crowd all stand in stunned silence as the bloody beaten Dama stands triumphant over one of his adversaries. Dama turns and heads back to the area where Pyro was. However as he's heading for Pyro he turns and sees Northstar. Dama begins to head Northstar's way as Northstar backs up.* Northstar: Darling...touch me and I sue! *Dama however doesn't get the chance to touch Northstar as SilverStar leaps out of the crowd and breaks a beer bottle over Dama's head! Dama goes down as Silver Star smiles and drops and elbow onto Dama's chest. Dama comes to his knees with blood streaming out of the top of his head. Silver Star gets a running start and hits a shining black on Dama! Dama falls over as SilverStar smiles...still wearing his silver shades. Pyro once again shows up holding a ladder! He climbs midway up! The fans watching all begin cheering as he comes off with a big splash! Cover! 1!!!! 2!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 3NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DAMA KICKS OUT YET AGAIN. Cole: What's it going to take!? Hollywood, Pyro, Flameout, and Silverstar have all attacked Dama and seem to not be able to keep him down! *Pyro rolls off of Dama with a frustrated look on his face. His nose is still gushing blood as he rolls over pressing his head into the ground and pounding his fist onto the concrete. Silverstar pulls Dama to his feet and goes up for a hurricarana! NO! DAMA HOLDS ON! Dama turns with Silverstar up in Powerbomb position and runs him into the wall! Silverstar slumps halfway down bracing himself on the walls as Dama knees him in the stomach. Dama grabs his hair and slams him face first into the wall...finally breaking his silver shades. Silverstar falls backwards screaming that he has glass in his eye before Dama pulls him back up* Dama: QUIT BITCHING! *Dama delivers a Uranage on the concrete! SilverStar is out. Dama turns and grabs Northstar by the collar!* Northstar: Don't touch me! I'll sue you honey! *Dama smiles and then just backhands Northstar across the face. Northstar falls to his knees and gives Dama an angry look.* Northstar: If I wasn't the GM...I'd take care of you myself. Dama: I look forward to it..... *Dama turns and leaves the pouting Northstar heading off looking for Pyro. Dama begins screaming as the fans in fear tell him that Pyro went through the curtain. Dama goes through the curtain and then ducks immediately as Pyro tries to blindside him with a baseball bat! Dama grabs Pyro and hits a hard DDT dropping him on his head! Dama pulls him back up and suplexes him with one of his legs banging hard onto a light by the entrance way. Pyro screams in pain and grabs his left knee.* Coach: It looks like his knee was banged into that light during the suplex Cole! He may be out of this match! Cole: Dammit..... *Dama lifts Pyro's leg and begins to kick him in the back of the knee as the fans boo. Dama then starts dragging him towards the ring by the leg but suddenly a mountain of a man comes out of nowhere and clotheslines Dama sending him into the air flipping onto his head!* Cole: IT'S CHARLIE HOSS! *The fans go nuts as they see Charlie Hoss standing over the fallen Damaramu. Charlie screams and pulls Dama up by his neck choking him over his head. Then Charlie turns and throws Dama into the entrance way! Dama bounces off of the steel around the top of the entrance coming down onto his face!* Charlie: THAT'S FOR CRYSTAL! THIS IS FOR RYAN SMITH AND EVERYONE ELSE! TAKE THAT SHIRT OFF! *Charlie rips Dama's shirt off and begins choking him with it. Dama thrashes wildly before Hoss turns and throws Dama down the aisle using the shirt! Dama rolls towards the ring as Charlie follows in hot pursuit. Charlie once again grabs Dama by the neck and then throws him straight into the ring post! Dama bounces off again and holds his back as Charlie throws him into the ring. Charlie follows him in and sends him off the ropes, lariat! Dama is turned inside out! Charlie grabs him and CHOKESLAM! Dama ain't moving. Charlie pulls him back up and puts his head in between his legs...Charlie lifts him high....HELICOPTER SITOUT POWERBOMB!* Cole: OH MY GOD! DAMA'S HEAD BOUNCED OFF OF THE MAT WITH THAT ONE! HE'S OUT! *Indeed Damaramu is out cold as Charlie hoss begins screaming for Pyro to make the cover. The spotlight shines on Pyro as he limps up the aisle still favoring his left knee. Pyro slides into the ring and makes the cover on the bloody and beaten Damaramu* 1!!!! 2!!!! 3!!!!YES! NOOOOOOOOOOOOO! DAMA KICKS OUT BARELY! THE FANS ARE GOING NUTS! GARBAGE IS HITTING THE RING! COLE: OH MY GOD! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT! COACH(standing up on his chair unbuttoning the top of his shirt): GET HIM GUYS! FINISH HIM OFF! BEAT HIM! BEAT HIM! IT'S HOT OUT HERE! YOU MORON! GET ME A DRINK OF WATER! *Charlie hoss kicks the ropes in frustration as the fatigued Pyro begins motioning for something. The fans cheer as the beat up 74' Chevy begins to drive down the entrance way into the arena! The bloody Crack Hilter pulls it right up to the ring and pops the trunk! Pyro leaps out and begins digging in the trunk as Charlie Hoss pulls Dama up again and goes for another powerbomb!!!! DAMA BEGINS TO FIGHT OUT OF IT! PUNCH! PUNCH! PUNCH! POWERBOMB! Dama's punches were not enough to stop Charlie from following through with the powerbomb! He motions to Pyro who now has a tire iron! He's going up top!* Charlie: YES! DRIVE IT INTO HIS THROAT! THIS IS FOR CRYSTAL AND EVERYONE ELSE HE'S PUT OUT OF ACTION! Coach: GO PYRO! Cole: Dear god Coach try to remain partial! AH HELL! (standing up and throwing his notes over his shoulder) CRUSH HIS THROAT! *Pyro comes flying off the top rope looking almost like Randy Savage as he beautifully flies through the hair with the tire iron braced across his forearm. He comes straight down onto NOTHING! DAMA ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY! Pyro clutches his arm as he appears to have injured it against the tire iron!* Cole: What!? Where did he find the strength to roll out of the way!? Coach: He's not a human! He's the terminator! *The fans are once again booing as Dama seems to have once again avoided certain defeat. But Charlie is still there and he pulls Dama up and prepares to deliever a chokeslam! Dama steps back! LOW KICK! Charlie grabs his balls as Dama delivers a crushing kick right there! Dama bends over and grabs the tire iron smiling as he stands straight up. Dama is bleeding everywhere and looking like he was hit by a car but he laughs at the doubled over Charlie Hoss before his face becomes twisted with rage as he brings the tire iron down onto Charlie's head!* Cole: He's like a serial killer! Good god! *Charlie hits the ground and is motionless as a stream of blood begins to slowly trickle out of the back of his head. Dama throws the tire iron out of the ring and turns to Pyro who is standing up next to the ropes. Dama charges in and clotheslines him over the top rope onto the hood of the car! Dama follows him out....Dama sets up a suplex.....SUPLEX ONTO THE ROOF! Crack Hitler jumps up and grabs Dama's leg but Dama just kicks him sending him flying back into the steel steps. Pyro slides off the car and tries to head for the hills again but he is to slow as he limps up the aisle Dama is right there on him! Dama clotheslines him from behind sending him flying forwards onto the ground. Dama drops down beside him and begins to twist Pyro's broken nose as Pyro cries out in pain. The referee is right there but Dama keeps yelling "NO SUMBISSION" so that the referee can't hear if Pyro does submit. Dama finally quits wrenching his nose and stands pulling Pyro up with him. Dama pulls him back towards the car and then irish whips him into the back of it. Pyro falls into the open trunk as Dama slides him out until only his left leg is in...then....DAMA SLAMS THE TRUNK ON IT! OH GOD!* Cole: That's just sick! He had to have broken his leg! *Pyro screams holding his leg as Dama drags him beside the car and sets him on the hood. Dama follows him up onto the hood and......PICKS HIM UP IN POSITION FOR THE DAMA HAMMER!* Cole: NO! GOD NO! *Dama screams and then drops Pyro with the Dama Hammer...PUTTING HIM COMPLETELY THROUGH THE CARS WINDSHIELD! PYRO IS CUT ALL OVER HIS BODY!* Cole: STOP THE MATCH REF! PYRO IS LAYING ON THE DASH OF THAT CAR! HE WENT THROUGH THE WINDSHIELD! Coach: Oh my...I'm going to be sick....Pyro is cut all up his back, arms, and face....and Dama's cut on his arm! *Dama seems not to notice the glass that is sticking into his arm as he drags Pyro far enough out of the inside of the car so that his upper body is on the hood...then he goes for the cover!* 1!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 2!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 3!!!!!!!!!!!! It's over! *the bell sounds and Dama's ominous music creeps through the arena as the fans go nuts...booing and yelling at Dama! Dama climbs onto the roof of the car and holds his hands up in victory!* Announcer: LADIES AND GENTLEMAN! YOUR WINNER! DAMARAMU!!!!!!!!!!!! *the fans go nuts and begin to pelt Damaramu with garbage as he stands on the roof of the car laughing at everyone that he has taken out tonight.* Cole: Coach...in all of my years I have never...ever seen anything like that. Damaramu came in here so hated by everyone. He injured Crystal on HD~! this past week and made a powerful enemy in GM Northstar. This was a back alley brawl...it should have been a wrestler like Pyro's forte. But what we got was Dama snatching the hopes out of each and every one of these fans here tonight. Coach.... Coach: You know Cole I joke a lot but I am going to say this seriously...dead serious. We were sitting out here and everytime someone would begin to take the better of Dama the fans went crazy. I saw children's faces light up as they saw that maybe...just maybe that monster that there mom told them wasn't real was going to get what was coming to him. And then every single time he made a comeback I saw each and every person in this arena die just a little bit. They all seemed to lose just a little bit as Dama continued to fight on. And then whenever he brought that Tire Iron down on Hoss's head....well I nearly lost my lunch. That was sick. And then what he did to Pyro with that windshield.....he's lucky he didn't kill him. The man is a monster Cole...and he needs help. Cole: Fans you see now as the EMT's are out here loading Charlie Hoss and Pyromaniac onto stretchers...we understand that Flameout, Hollywood, and SilverStar are all a little banged up but will be ok with some rest time. But Hoss and Pyro...I don't know. And Dama is still standing on the car as if he's the king of the hill! Folks we're going to cut to something else while the clean up happens! *Damaramu squats low on the car looking straight into the camera..his blood dripping onto the lens...there is no compassion in his eyes...just cold seriousness......we look into the eyes of the devil here....* COLE Back over to JR, because we have another match right now! Edited December 1, 2003 by Stephen Joseph Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Stephen Joseph 0 Report post Posted November 30, 2003 (edited) Scramble Match Triple Threat Elimination Rules Dan Black & Blackheart Security vs The Deadly Alliance vs Steven Joseph’s Corporation Team JR Well Ladies and Gentlemen, we’re coming to a match which could prove crucial in the battle for power and prestige on IntenseZone. Since becoming IZ General Manager two months ago, Dan Black has been battling it out with new Corporate boss Stephen Joseph. Meanwhile, Alfdogg has returned with a new incarnation of the Deadly Alliance, targeting Stephen Joseph and in the process irritating Dan Black into setting his own troops against them! In response to the Deadly Alliance, Dan brought in a team of young rookies to form his security. They back him up tonight, while Stephen has recruited up and comers Shuffle and D-Nice, but suffered a huge blow as JINGUS was the victim of that attack earlier tonight. JESSE That was quite the monologue Jim Ross! JR Well, there’s a lot of history and a great deal of the future on the line in this match! JESSE Let’s just say none of these guys exactly get on, shall we? JR And of course, Jess, you were due to line up on Stephen’s team before that sick beating you took last week. JESSE That’s right JR. And although those cowards have put me out, I’m still backing SJ to get the job done. JR Let’s get to it! GARY MICHAEL CAPPETTA Ladies and Gentleman, the following contest is the SCRAMBLE MATCH! The rules- two men in the ring at one time as usual, but no tags are needed. A wrestler may enter immediately another exits. We are under elimination rules, by pinfall, submission or disqualification, and the team with members still standing when the other two teams are eliminated will be the winner! JESSE Hey, he’s performing monologues too! JR Things could get complicated Jess! GMC Introducing first?br> The Smashing Pumpkin’s “Quiet?buzzes into the arena, and a huge flood of black smoke pours out of the entranceway. Five shapes appear in the swirling dark mist, as white bursts of pyro erupt in a circle around them. As the pyro fades, the figures walk out, revealing Dan Black leading Blackheart Security. GMC The Team of Blackheart Security, accompanied by Angel Steel- Jake Karma, Steve Scott and Hades…and the captain of their team, the IntenseZone General Manager?Ice Heart?Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan BLLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK! Dan gestures his team on behind him as the crowd get on their backs, jeering the young athletes to the ring. Black pauses beside a particularly vocal fan and just SLAPS the man around the face! The fan is shocked into silence, and Dan walks on to the ring, a smirk on his face. JR That’s just wrong…he can’t do that! JESSE Unfortunately he can…he is the IZ GM Jim Ross, and he has the power to do what he wants! The only way we’ll get a fair boss on IZ is for Dan to lose matches like this! Dan slides into the ring and walks to each corner of the squared circle in turn, pausing and giving a single finger salute to every part of the arena. Blackheart Security stand nervously in the middle of the ring. JR Dan’s troops have talent, but they’re just rookies, barely out of training! We saw Stephen Joseph run through them in the Gauntlet Dan Black set, and they have to be considered the weakest team in this match! JESSE True, but don’t forget what an athlete Dan Black is. He’s vicious, evil and cowardly- but he can damn sure wrestle. Black’s music cuts out to be replaced by Kansas?“The Wall? as the lights drop and red, orange and green strobes cut through the air. GMC Aaaaaaaaaand team number two…Plushy Al Logan, G Money, Dangerous A and their captain, ALFDOOOOOOOOOGG, this is the DEADLY ALLLLLLIAAAAAAAAAAAANCE! With Alf leading the way, a determined look on his face, the four DA members stalk to the ring, ignoring the still booing fans. Plushy Al, a bottle of baby lotion in his hand, laughs maniacally. The four men climb into the ring, with Alfdogg and Dangerous A making straight for Dan Black, who meets them with a frown and a few words that set the Alliance members jawing in his face. JR Well, Dan Black and Alfdogg initially looked to be forming a hugely powerful partnership- but neither man’s ego could stand to share the power and they were soon set against each other. Dangerous A, a man Dan recruited for his team, turned away from Black to join Alf, and since then DA and Black have been increasingly bitter enemies, culminating in that brutal First Blood match we saw on IZ from Japan. Our referee gives up trying to keep the men apart and just steps away, as the music changes once again…as “Aww Naww?breaks out and the arena ROARS in approval! GMC And team number three…they are the Corporation Team…D-Nice, The Shuffle and their captain STEPHEN JOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSEPH~! The four men pause for a moment, soaking up the crowds applause, before walking quickly down to the ring. Dan Black and Alfdogg stop arguing to stare with evil intent at SJ’s team. JR This is a very impressive team Stephen has put together. Number 3 ranked IZ superstar SHUFFLE and newcomer D-Nice, who has made a solid start to his time in the OAOAST. But can they cope without JINGUS? JESSE Yeah, these guys can bring the fight! If I was out there, they’d win for sure, but now we’ll have to see! The four crowd favourites climb into the ring as well, giving us a pack of large, angry men. Dan starts to shout and swear at SJ from the other side of the ring, only to be pushed aside as Dangerous A tries to get at Stephen! Shuffle and G Money are nose to nose, eyeball to eyeball, the hate of their recent series of matches clearly still burning. Alfdogg is pushing the huge D-Nice in the chest, daring him to hit him, while Plushy Al merely stands in a corner, still laughing scarily. JR This could all just erupt here! It’s getting tense out in the ring! Our referee scuttles around, and succeeds in removing Dan Black and his team to one corner. Stephen Joseph remains in the ring and indicates his team to exit. Alfdogg and DA, seeing SJ standing ready, argue over who is to start for their team, but eventually Dangerous A is nominated as the man, and the rest of the Deadly Alliance leave. JR Well, DA has had some bitter words for Stephen over the past months, but this is the first time they’ve matched up in the ring! JESSE I feel sorry for Stephen. Everyone wants to get at him! JR And he’s only just back from an enforced break…we’ll see if there’s any ring rust. DING DING DING The crowd heats up still further as we’re officially underway. DA stands, scowling at SJ, who merely smiles back, shakes his head in amusement and starts to circle. DA follows suit, and the two men stand ready to snap into action. DA jumps forwards and we go into a lock up. DA has a slight weight advantage and appears slightly stronger as he begins to get the advantage, but SJ quickly breaks out and nips around DA into a hammerlock. DA tries to counter to his own version of the hold, but SJ counters that to keep the hammerlock in place! JR SJ as smooth in the ring as ever! Don’t forget what a technical master this man is! DA scowls in irritation and thrusts an elbow back hard that half connects with SJ’s jaw. The impact is enough to loosen SJ’s grip, and DA breaks out, getting behind Stephen and applying a waistlock. Before SJ can counter, DA just lifts him off the mat and down onto his front with an amateur style take down. From there, DA spins round SJ’s body and clamps on a side headlock on the mat. The rest of the Deadly Alliance applaud as DA wrenches on the hold, but SJ has his arms free and grabs DA around the waist before starting to get to his knees. DA holds on as SJ rises and tries to push him away. SJ tries another tactic and just punches DA in the back of the leg with his right arm! The blow knocks DA to one knee and weakens his hold enough for SJ to slip out and quick as a flash slaps on a Dragon Sleeper to the half kneeling DA! JR Great escape and counter from Stephen! He’s clearly still been working out and practising in his time away from the ring. DA shouts in pain, and Alfdogg comes into the ring and stings SJ with a shot to the back of his head. The referee pushes Alf out as SJ picks himself up again and DA shakes his head clear. JR This is a scramble match, but that doesn’t mean you can come into the ring whenever you want! There must be either a tag or someone leaving the ring first. JESSE That’s right Jim Ross. And this is quite an surprising opening. I was expecting a train wreck of action, but SJ and DA are actually WRESTLING, and that’s good to see! SJ moves over to DA and tries to re-apply the Dragon sleeper, but DA elbows him off and clubs him with a flurry of punches. A whip to the ropes, and DA sends SJ up and down with a knee lift to the gut. Holding his neck slightly, DA grabs SJ by the scruff of the neck and draws him into a front facelock. A grab of the tights, and DA tries to execute a vertical suplex, but SJ flips out in mid air, landing behind the half Japanese legend. SJ grabs a waistlock and tries to snap DA over with a German suplex, but DA also flips out near the ropes. DA is dizzy however, and SJ turns and charges, knocking his opponent out over the top rope with a lariat! The crowd pops for SJ’s attack, but quickly fall quiet as Plushy Al Logan flattens him from behind! JR It’s a Scramble match, and Plushy Al was the first man to take DA’s place! You need to keep your wits about you in this environment. JESSE That’s right, Jim Ross. But none of these men are familiar with these matches- remember this is the first time this match concept has been used in the OAOAST. JR And thanks to our friends at Ring of Honor for their permission to use the Scramble match! The former Mario pounds on SJ on the mat, hitting him with hard shots to the back. Al brings SJ up and whips him to the ropes. As Stephen comes back Al explodes his arm around at SJ with his Clothesline from Hell, but SJ ducks under it, and bounces back from the other side of the ring. Logan turns as SJ jumps through the air and applies a crucifix, dragging Al down into a pinning predicament! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Both men are up, and Al drives a superkick that SJ again ducks! Frustrated, Plushy Al swings hard at SJ, who easily avoids the blows and cuts Al short with a hard chop to the chest that doubles up the mad man. SJ whips Al into the corner and is about to charge after him with Dan Black ducks into the ring and, attacking from behind, just shoves SJ out of the ring through the middle of the ropes! The crowd boo the unpopular move, but Dan is now the legal man. JR Well, that’s not how its supposed to work, but Dan is in the match now! Black smiles thinly at SJ on the outside, but turns straight into a superkick from Al Logan to a big pop! Plushy covers! ONE! TWO! TWO AND A HALF! KICKOUT! JR MAH GAWD! Dan almost got eliminated straight away! He needs to keep his concentration on the match, not Stephen Joseph! JESSE Easier said then done, JR. Dan Black and Stephen have so much history, so much emotion between them! Al picks Dan up and knocks him straight back down again with a headbutt. The resident OAOAST freak walks to the ropes, bouncing off slowly and leaping up to deliver a huge stinky legdrop of DOOM!- but Dan roles aside and Al lands painfully on his behind! Dan, shaking his bruised head clear, rolls around on the mat, waving his hand for a tag to someone, and winds up tagging THE SHUFFLE~! Mario picks himself up in the Deadly Alliance corner, and G Money slaps his shoulder to tag himself in! The crowd roars the clash on as the two men leap into the ring and tear into each other with a flurry of punches! JR BAH GAWD! These men have been at each other’s throats since the day they both came to the OAOAST! They’ve been trading wins, and they STILL haven’t settled this grudge! Shuffle gains the advantage on G Money and whips him to the ropes. As GM returns, Shuffle jumps up and cracks him in the face with a beautifully executed drop kick. Shuffle covers, but only gets a one count before Money shrugs him off. Shuffy picks GM up and signals for the SHUFFLE BOMB, but G Money suddenly lashes him with a low blow! As Shuffle groans, Money gets to his feet and underhooks both arms, hoisting Shuffle up and then planting him with a hard backbreaker that leaves Shuffle lying clutching his spine on the mat. Money picks Shuffle up and whips him to the ropes, catching Shuffle as he comes back with a tilta whirl ?but Shuffle lands on his feet! Money lunges at Shuffle and they go into another frantic tussle that winds up sending both men out over the top rope! They continue to scuffle until SJ pulls Shuffle away as Alfdogg does the same for G Money. With the ring free, Blackheart Security’s Steve Scott and OAOAST newcomer D-Nice both spring into the ring! Scott, at 5?0 190lbs easily out matched by the heavy D-Nice, bounces off the ropes and tries a flying body press ?but Nice catches the young cruiserweight, flips him onto his shoulder and CRUSHES him into the mat with the “Nice and Smooth?(dominator). Cover- ONE! TWO! THREE! GMC Steve Scott is eliminated! A huge roar from the crowd for the first elimination by the powerful D-Nice! Dan Black slams his hand on the turnbuckle in frustration. The vacancy in the ring is quickly filled by the masked man, Hades, who is half thrown in by Dan himself. D-Nice stands, looking at the mysterious athlete, and just beckons him on. Hades shrugs, and goes into a martial arts pose. Nice follows suit, and swings a roundhouse kick at Hades, who ducks and responds with a sweep kick that Nice jumps over. Pump kick from Nice, but Hades evades it and gives him a jab kick to the chest. With Nice winded, Hades whips him to the ropes, but Nice hangs onto the ropes. Hades runs in, but Nice explodes with a vicious clothesline that nearly decapitates him! Cover! ONE! TWO! TWO AND A HALF! Dan Black breaks it up! Ignoring the protests of the referee, Dan throws D Nice out of the ring! JR Aww c’mon, this is a load of crap! Dan is too chicken to either fight himself or let his lackeys face a danger like D-Nice! JESSE He can’t protect them forever, Jim! Into the ring steps Alfdogg to a big BOO! Alf grins at D Nice and quickly moves in, as they go into a lock up. Alf breaks it into an arm bar and gives it a couple of stiff snaps, before leading D Nice into his teams corner. Alf tags in Al Logan, who jumps in with relish with a headbutt to Nice’s exposed arm. JR Alf quickly gets out too! JESSE He and Dan Black both want to be there at the end, they’re letting their foot soldiers do the dirty work! Mario tries to suplex D Nice, but the newcomer reverses it into a Brainbuster! Nice tags in Shuffle, and the two men quickly double team Al, whipping him to the ropes, springing him up and MASHING Logan with a double team spinebuster! Nice steps out and Shuffle pulls Plushy up and hits him with the Shuffle Bomb! Cover! ONE! TWO! TWO AND A HALF! THREE! GMC Plushy Al Logan has been eliminated! Before the crowd has time to react, and as Shuffle is still getting to his feet, G Money has run in with a steel chair and SLAMS Shuffle over the head with it! Another shot! Another! Another! Shuffle is busted open as the referee signals to GMC! GMC G Money has been disqualified, he is ELIMINATED! JR MAH GAWD! G Money’s hatred for Shuffle just got him thrown out of the match! The Deadly Alliance just lost two members in under a minute! Money throws the chair down and leaves, with Alfdogg looking stunned. Into the ring steps Dan Black, who covers Shuffle! ONE! TWO! THREE! GMC Shuffle has been eliminated! JR Bullshit! JESSE Easy, Jim Ross! Stephen Joseph steps into the ring to replace Shuffle! Dan zips up and quickly tags in Hades to BOOS. Hades charges at SJ, who rolls down to one side and drop toe holds him down. SJ drops a knee to the back of Hades?neck on the mat and follows with a basement dropkick that snaps the head of the masked man back hard. SJ scrapes Hades up off the mat and lifts him with a suplex, setting up for the Fallen Angel! Dan Black jumps into the ring to attack SJ, but gets tackled down and out of the ring by D Nice! SJ flips the suplex into the Rock Bottom to complete the move! Cover! ONE! TWO! TWO AND A HALF! THREEEE! GMC Hades has been eliminated! JR Each team down to two men! This could go any way now! Dangerous A and Jake Karma both jump into the ring at the same time! They look at each other and shrug, before charging at Stephen! The referee steps aside as 500lbs of muscle storm through and half kill SJ with a double clothesline that floors the OAOAST legend. Jake Karma grins, the huge 6? Blackheart Security man posing over SJ, but he turns straight into an STO from Dangerous A! DA goes to cover Karma, but Dan Black is in the ring and legsweeps DA down. With three men on the mat, Dan climbs up to the top rope! JR What the hell is he going for! Dan poses, but takes to long as SJ is up and cuts him down with a knock to the ropes! Stephen climbs up and grabs Dan for a superplex, but DA is up and slams a forearm into SJ’s back! DA climbs to the second rope and grabs SJ around the waist! JR Oh, this doesn’t look good! DA pulls at SJ and brings him off the second rope, as SJ pulls Dan off with the superplex! All three men CRASH onto the mat, with Karma rolling out of the way at the last minute! JR MAH GAWD! What IMPACT! The referee shrugs frantically as he tries to restore order, but things get worse as Alfdogg and D Nice enter the ring! Alf picks up SJ and hits him with a twisting neckbreaker, but as he gets up D Nice SPEARS him down again! Nice rains blows on Alf until he’s pulled off by a half recovered Dangerous A. DA cracks a elbow into the jaw of Nice and flings him into the opposite corner. DA picks up Alf and points at Nice hanging on the ropes. Alf nods and both men run at the Corporate team member, extending their legs out and SMASHING Nice with a double Yakuza kick! Nice crumples to the floor and DA and Alf turn- right into a double lariat from Stephen Joseph that takes both down! SJ flexes and roars with the adrenaline rush, but Dan Black is up behind him and grabs him into a full nelson, hitting a release Dragon suplex that leaves SJ folded up on the mat! JR It’s getting crazy out there! So much talent, and they’re just ripping each other to pieces! Dan Black gestures to his remaining team member, the 350lb giant Jake Karma, who picks up SJ and immediately plants him back down with a shoulder breaker. Black has Alfdogg up and chops him into the corner. Another gesture to Karma, and the rookie drags SJ up and whips him hard into the body of Alf! Karma charges in after them with a splash- but Alf and SJ both leap aside and Jake just clatters into the turnbuckles! Karma slides out of the ring clutching his ribs as Black shakes his head in disappointment and grabs Alfdogg, throwing him out of the ring to the floor. Dan moves over to D Nice and starts to pound on him in the corner. Stephen Joseph sees Alf getting up and approaching the ring apron on the outside, and runs across with a baseball slide! Alf steps aside however and SJ is left lying helplessly under the bottom rope! Alfdogg grabs SJ around the waist and pulls him out of the ring, swinging him around and flinging Stephen into the guard rail head first! JR MAH GAWD! That’s brutal! What impact! JESSE Some of our newer viewers may be surprised to learn that Stephen Joseph was an early member of the Deadly Alliance! These men have been through a lot together! Alf leaves SJ lying, clutching his skull, and steps back onto the apron. Dan Black has picked D Nice up and gives him a snap mare, leaving him sitting on the mat. Black rocks back on his heel and smashes a kick into the shoulders of Nice. Dan steps back again and delivers another stiff kick. Black moves back a third time, but DA runs over and bulldogs Dan from behind! DA sees Stephen Joseph getting up on the outside, and, running, throws Dan out over the top rope directly onto SJ! The two enemies crash in a heap as Alf applauds! DA turns his attention to D Nice and grabs him in, slapping on a waistlock and hitting a German suplex that’s held for the bridge: ONE! TWO! TWO AND A HALF! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEE-KICKOUT! JR I wouldn’t have been surprised if that was it for D Nice! The punishment being handed out must be exhausting these men. JESSE But they all want to win the match for their team. There’s a lot of pride on the line here, and that’s driving them on. DA makes a cut throat gesture, and brings D Nice up. JR This could be his Kiss of The Dragon- that gutwrench driver that has eliminated so many opponents! DA indeed goes for the gutwrench, but D Nice flips up and out of the wrench and lands on his feet. DA goes for a Yakuza kick again, but Nice somehow catches the boot! DA shrugs and before Nice can move further jumps up and smacks his free boot directly into the face of Nice! JR MAH GAWD! Gamengiri! What a kick! What A HOSS, MAH GAWD! JESSE Easy Jim! There’ll be plenty of hosses for you back in your other job! DA gathers the now groggy Nice up, as Black and Joseph reassemble in their respective corners, glowering at each other. Dangerous A underhooks both D Nice’s arms and picks him up for a Tiger Bomb- but Nice again flips out and nails DA with a lariat! Both men are down, and Nice starts to try and crawl over to tag SJ. JR He doesn’t need to do that! He can just roll out of the ring! JESSE He’s taken a hell of a beating, you can’t blame him for not knowing what’s going on! Stephen, playing fair, waits for Nice rather then leaping in. Dan Black is seen laughing at this sportsmanship, and when Nice reaches the Corporate corner, Dan jumps into the ring and pulls Nice back into the centre of the ring! As our referee pushes Black out, DA moves over to Nice- but gets rolled up out of nowhere! ONE, TWO, THREE! ?but it’s only the crowd counting as the ref is still focused on Dan! Black at last sees the cover and shoves the ref to count it! ONE! TWO! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! NO! KICKOUT! Both men are up and DA charges- straight into Nice’s grasp, and he’s pulled up for a “Nice n Smooth?#33; JR That Dominator version again! DA in trouble! Before Nice can execute the move however, Alfdogg is in the ring and clips Nice’s legs. Nice falls to the mat with DA rolling away and out the ring. SJ comes in to even the score, but Jake Karma cuts him off, knocking Stephen to the mat from the side. SJ rolls out of the ring and Karma follows him, picking up SJ into a massive bearhug. Alf vaults to the top rope and leaps off- FIVE STAR ALF SPLASH! Karma flips SJ out of the bearhug onto his shoulders and gives him a Samoan driver onto the hard concrete floor! Cries of shock from the crowd, but there’s no time to concentrate on Stephen, as Alf covers D Nice! ONE! TWO! TWO AND A HALF! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! JR That frog splash was just too much for the rookie! GMC D Nice has been eliminated! JR And the corporate team is down to Stephen Joseph! JESSE And Stephen is out cold on the floor! I’ve a good mind to- JR NO! You can’t go out there Jess. You’ll get hurt! JESSE I know, Jim Ross. But this isn’t fair! They only had 3 men after JINGUS was taken out! In the ring, Alf pushes D Nice out of the ring with his boots, and beckons on Dan Black. Dan shrugs and makes to enter, but then pushes Jake Karma into the ring instead. Alf nods and beckons Jake on. Karma and Alf go into a lockup, which the smaller Alf quickly breaks out of, looking for an arm bar- but Karma overpowers him and sends him into the corner. Karma runs in but Alf raises his boots to stop the charge. As Karma staggers away, Alf jumps to the top rope. Jake turns to him, and Alfdogg jumps off, wrapping his legs around Karma’s head and flipping him around with an amazing flying hurricanrana! JR So acrobatic from Alf! He’s improved even more since his last OAOAST spell! Alf poses and grins arrogantly, posing over the body of Karma before executing a beautiful standing moonsault! As Alf’s ribs crunch into Jake’s, the former OAOAST champ bounces back up, clutching his chest, before going for the cover. ONE! TWO! TWO AND A HALF! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! NO! Dan Black breaks it up! Black kicks Alf in the gut and goes for the Blackout stunner- but Alf pushes him off! Dan turns and ducks Alf’s punch, hooking him up for a Cut Throat Driver- but Alf elbows out and spins behind Black, locking on a full nelson for a Dragon suplex attempt. But Dan is alert and drops down to his behind, blocking the suplex. Alf releases the nelson and just hammers at the top of Black’s head. Stephen Joseph is just stirring on the outside of the ring, and slowly picks himself up. Black spins around and tries to fight Alf off- but as SJ climbs onto the apron both men stop and look at him. Alf moves away from Dan, who gets up, and both assume a ready position, eyes locked on SJ, waiting for him to re-enter! JR Aww c’mon! Alf and Dan are going to double team Stephen! They could seriously hurt him! Take a walk SJ, this isn’t worth your health! Joseph limps back and stands! Alf and Dan charge in- but suddenly stop as Nas?“Hate Me Now?starts up! The two villains look a little confused, and SJ smiles. JR What? But that’s- that’s- JESSE That’s REJECT’S music! And to a shocked roar from the crowd, Reject comes running down to the ring! The long time OAOAST superstar slides in- and knocks down Alf with a forearm shot! Dan Black attacks, but eats a swinging dropkick! JR MAH GAWD! This is the “Insurance?Stephen alluded to! The last we saw of Reject he was battling Shooter Jay Darring- but he’s back, and back fighting for what’s right! Alf and Dan both bail, as Jake Karma runs in! Reject ducks under his thunderous lariat and hits him with a spinning heel kick to the chest! As Karma staggers, Reject whips him to the ropes. As Jake flies back Reject flies with a shoulder block that downs the big man. Reject hits a spinning leg drop and jumps to the top rope! The crowd is really getting behind Reject, and POP massively as he leaps off onto Karma, twisting with a Corkscrew Moonsault! Reject drives his body into Karma’s and covers! ONE! TWO! TWO AND A HALF! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! GMC Jake Karma has been eliminated! JR He did it! Immediate impression made by Reject! SJ on the apron claps and cheers Reject on, as Dangerous A rushes in. Reject moves in, throwing kicks at DA that the Deadly Alliance member manages to evade. DA is backed up to near the ropes, and as Reject runs in, DA ducks down and sends Reject spilling over the top rope. Reject falls on the apron and lies with his upperbody and head hanging off the apron. Alfdogg runs along from his corner, jumps and delivers a legdrop to the exposed neck of Reject that acts like a guillotine! The crowd draws in their breath as Reject clutches his throat! JR MAH GAWD, that was heinous! JESSE Well, it sure cut of Reject’s momentum! DA grabs Reject back into the ring and signals for the Kiss of the Dragon- but Reject LOW BLOWS DA and grabs him around the waist, pulling him up and leaving DA hanging down his body! Reject hooks back the arms and hits the PITCH BLACK! JR MAH GAWD! Reject’s Styles Clash! Reject rolls DA over for the cover! ONE! TWO! Alfdogg dives for the save! TWO AND HALF! Stephen grabs Alf’s ankle! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! GMC Dangerous A has been eliminated! JR MAH GAWD! Reject has turned this whole thing around! It’s now the corporation team with the numbers advantage! Alf is kicking at SJ at the edge of the ring, and Reject pushes DA away- but turns into a kick in the gut from Dan Black. Black hooks Reject’s right leg and pulls him up before dropping him head first with a Fisherman’s DDT! Reject takes the impact full on his neck and lies dazed. Alf swings and misses at SJ, who wraps his arms around Alf’s head and drops him with a Sleeper Slam! Dan is climbing up top, intending to launch himself at Reject, but SJ spots him! As Dan steadies himself on the top rope, SJ runs over and leaps up with a dropkick to Dan’s left leg! The leg is propelled away and Dan collapses onto the turnbuckle to a big pop! Stephen climbs up after Dan, and, standing on the middle rope, underhooks both the GM’s arms! JR MAH GAWD! A Tiger Driver off the top?! That’s insane! SJ pulls- and drags Dan into the air! Both men plummet and Dan’s face is MASHED into the canvas with the Tiger Driver! JR Well- JESSE I know, MAH GAWD! Black seems to be out cold, and SJ takes a few seconds to pick himself up from the impact before rolling Black onto his front and going for the cover! ONE! TWO! TWO AND A HALF! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! NO! Foot on the ropes! JR SJ should really have pulled Dan out of the corner! JESSE But energy levels are running low- SJ just wanted to eliminate Dan as quickly as he could. Alf and Reject are picking themselves up, and SJ joins Reject in an attack on Alf. SJ whips Alf to the ropes, but Alf clutches the top cable and hangs on! Reject runs in, and jumps with his left foot on the middle rope, cracking his right knee into Alf’s face! JR Reject used the rope to deliver a SHINING WIZARD! Great move from the returning Reject! Alf is stunned on the ropes, and Reject pulls him away, flinging him into SJ’s grasp! SJ sets Alf for the Synchronicity Bomb to a big pop- but Dan Black has somehow pulled himself up, and weakly clutches at SJ from the side. SJ releases Alf to concentrate on Dan. JR Dan trying to save Alf- he’s that desperate! He knows if Alf is gone he’ll have no chance against SJ and Reject alone! JESSE That’s right Jim Ross! Dan and Alfdogg don’t have any respect for each other at all, but they have to team up now if either wants to win this thing! Reject and SJ grab Dan around the head and take a grip on either side of his waist. The two men hoist Dan up for a double team suplex, but Alfdogg is up and pulls Black back towards the mat, so his body snaps around and Dan manages to counter the suplex to a double DDT on both Reject and SJ! Alf picks up Joseph and, running, throws him into the corner head first! SJ’s shoulder crashes into the ring post and he lies on the second rope, motionless once more. Dan struggles to his feet, and he and Alf go after Reject, putting the boots to him on the mat. Black picks Reject up, and is about to go for the Blackout when Alfdogg pushes him away, and tries to pick Reject up for the BURNING HAMMER! Black, furious, shoves Alfdogg, and Reject falls to his feet on the mat! Alf makes to strike Black, but Reject rolls him up from behind! ONE! TWO! TWO AND A HALF! Dan rolls the cradle over so that Alf is pinning Reject! ONE! TWO! Huge handful of trunks from Alf! THRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! GMC Reject has been eliminated! JR Reject fought hard out there, but Dan and Alfdogg both wanted him out of there, and they got what they wanted! JESSE It’s down to the three leaders! From here anyone can win this thing. Dan and Alf drag Stephen out of the corner. Our referee tries to throw one of them out, but Alf shoves the official away. The ref earns a pop as he gets in Alf’s face, threatening a DQ! Black comes over, and the match comes to a standstill as we here him telling the ref ”Look sunshine, you’re an IntenseZone referee, and in case you didn’t know I AM IntenseZone! Now shut your fat mouth!?br> The referee still stands his ground however, and Dan gets further into his face. Alfdogg pushes Black aside and starts putting his own view to the referee- but both turn and spin round as they see Stephen up! Dan and Alf go for a double lariat, but SJ ducks under! As the three men spin back round, SJ nails Dan with a superkick! Alf swings at Joseph, but SJ grabs the arm and turns it into a single arm DDT! SJ gets Alf up and signals for the Fallen Angel- but Alf jackhammers his arm into Stephen’s groin! The low blow rocks SJ, and Alf flips him onto his shoulders for a Burning Hammer! Alf jumps into the air and DETONATES Joseph’s head into the mat! Alf picks himself up- and walks into a Blackout from Dan! Black collapses with the effort, still feeling the effect of the superkick, and all 3 are down! After a moment, Dan rolls over and drapes an arm over Stephen! ONE! TWO! TWO AND A HALF! THRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! NO! KICKOUT! Dan rolls the other way and covers Alf! ONE! TWO! TWO AND A HALF! THRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E! NO!!!! KICKOUT! JR Both Alf and Stephen took some big moves there, but Dan couldn’t cover quickly enough! And- what does he have planned here? Black picks SJ up puts him in the pumphandle position. Dan pulls the arm, dragging SJ up with the pumphandle and then drives SJ down head first with a piledriver! Dan ignores the cover and heads to the top rope. Black is poised to jump off at SJ, when Alf, who has been slowly rolling up, sprints over and just shoves Dan off the top to the floor! Dan crashes to the mat and lies, clutching his back! Alf vaults up to the top and looks at SJ on the mat- but suddenly changes his mind and leaps out of the ring with a FIVE STAR ALF SPLASH to Dan Black on the floor! JR MAH GAWD! Alf is insane! Alf bounces off Dan’s body and clutches his midsection, while Black goes into convulsions! Alfdogg takes a moment to regain his breath, before starting to pick Dan up and throw him back into the ring. Stephen Joseph stirs however, and before Alf can get Dan in, SJ runs over and uses the top rope to propel himself out and over, falling hard onto Alf and Dan! JR Well Stephen isn’t known for moves like that, but everyone is just doing whatever it takes to win now! All three men are down once more, but SJ is the most aware, and he picks Alf up, throwing him into the ring. Dan isn’t moving, still feeling the effects of the huge Alf splash. Stephen drags Alf into the middle of the ring and covers: ONE! TWO! THREE-KICKOUT! SJ picks Alf up and whips him into the corner, following him in with a big back elbow to the jaw. Alfdogg is stunned, and SJ tries for a belly to belly suplex, but Alf gets his left leg behind SJ’s to block it. Alf resorts to basic tactics and just headbutts SJ! Joseph’s grips loosens, and Alf turns the suplex attempt into one of his, hooking up SJ’s leg for a T-bone suplex! As Alf tries to drag SJ up however, Stephen returns the headbutt straight to the nose of Alf, and pulls him down into a cradle! ONE! TWO! Stephen grasps the ropes with a hand! TWO AND HALF! The ref doesn’t see it! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-E-E-E-E-E! JR He pinned him! MAH GAWD! GMC Alfdogg has been eliminated! JESSE YES! Stephen did what had to be done! JR We just saw some of the old ruthless nature of Stephen Joseph! He’s been very honest lately, but he just put one over on Alfdogg! Alf gets to his feet, furious, and shoves SJ down! SJ grins up at Alf, as the referee tries to push the former OAOAST champ out. Alf reluctantly leaves the ring, and we’re down to two men! SJ takes a moment to breath, as Dan starts to slowly get up on the outside. Black grasps the apron and pulls himself into the ring. The crowd heats up for this final confrontation, and SJ goes over to Black, only to get elbowed in the gut. Dan gets to his feet and hammers Stephen with a European uppercut. Another, and Black whips SJ to the ropes. Stephen bounces back and Dan tries to hiptoss him, but SJ lands on his feet and swings a superkick at Black, but the IZ GM ducks. The kick sends SJ past Dan, and Black slaps on a waistlock from behind, pulling back and rolling over with SJ in his clutches, coming back up and hitting a HARD German suplex with bridge! JR Roll through German suplex! Doug Williams?Chaos Theory, or as Dan likes to call it, Nightshade! The referee counts it! ONE! TWO! TWO AND A HALF! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! KICKOUT! Dan looks drained by the kickout, and holds his ribs as he brings SJ up. Black goes behind SJ for another suplex attempt, but Stephen elbows out. SJ swings, misses- KICK WHAM BLACKOUT! NO! SJ counters and pushes Dan off! SJ runs after Dan but gets caught and dragged down into the Heart of Ice! JR It’s that crossface that Dan has used so often in OAOAST! He’s made Stephen give up to it in the past! He’s beaten Alfdogg with it! Can SJ survive now? Black wrenches back on the hold, tearing at Stephen’s head, but Joseph won’t tap, and instead inches forward until he can grab the bottom rope! HUGE cheers from the crowd! Black gets up, furious, and stands behind SJ as he uses the ropes to pull himself up. Dan stomps his foot, signalling for the Blackout, begging SJ to turn round! Stephen turns- but gets his boot into Dan’s gut first! FALLEN ANGEL! JR He did it! He hit the suplex to Rock Bottom! This is it! It’s over! SJ collapses next to Black, but rolls over for the cover! ONE! TWO! TWO AND HALF! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! NO! JR BAH GAWD! Someone just pulled the referee out! JESSE It’s ALFDOGG! That bastard! The official looks at Alf, stunned! Alf shrugs- and lays out the official with a single punch! Alf brings out his famous kendo stick to huge BOOOS! Stephen is still slumped over the body of Dan, but gets up as Alf enters the ring- too late however, as Alf SMASHES him over the head with the stick! JR What the hell is this? Alf has no business being out here! Another CRACK with the stick! Another! Stephen Joseph is busted open! Alf pushes Dan Black on top of Stephen, before rolling out of the ring to throw the ref back in! JR AWW MAH GAWD! What is he doing? This isn’t right! Alf slaps the referee around the face to revive him, and zips out of the ring as the official groggily looks up. The assaulted referee sees the cover and blindly counts it, slowly! ONE! TWO! THREE! DING DING DING GMC The winners of the match, the team of the Blackhearts, the sole survivor DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN BLACK! JR Alf just helped Dan get the win! But they’ve been at each other’s throats! This is insane! The crowd is BOOING heavily as Alf slides back into the ring, and picks Dan up. Black smiles thinly?and he and Alf SHAKE! JR Oh no…whats this? Alf signals for a mic and is quickly passed one from ringside. ALF WOOOOO! Well, who would have thought it? Stephen Joseph LOSES! Alf laughs heartily! ALF Because Dan and I- we don’t see eye to eye, sure. But there’s one thing we both agree on. Stephen Joseph and his Corporate drones are the most hypocritical, feeble minded, down right DIRTY BASTARDS in this business! And before this match, Dan and I agreed- we’d be trying for the win for our teams, but if it came down to it, Stephen would be stopped! Crowd BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOS! Dan Black takes the mic, breathing heavily. He looks down at the bleeding SJ. DAN Stephen…oh my poor innocent Stevie. You really bought all the crap Alfie and I went through the past month, didn’t you? All the “Oh, I don’t like you because you stole my thunder??it was all for your benefit, Stevie! You thought Alf and I hated each other as much as we hated you. Well, that’s not possible, Susan. ALF Dan, I actually have a little victory momento for you here?br> Alf pulls out a shirt?Dan Black pulls it on. JR OH GAWD! A Deadly Alliance shirt! What does this mean! DAN Jim Ross, I bet you’re asking right now, “GAWD, what does this mean!?It’s simple- I’m acting as Executive Consultant for the DA. That means they now have my protection and support on IntenseZone. Dan sees SJ struggling up, takes the kendo stick from Alf, and SMASHES it over his head! DAN Night night, Stevie. When you wake up, you can start thinking about how you’re going to BEG Alfdogg and I for you career. Crowd BOOOOOOOOOOS! Alf and Dan exchange EVIL~! grins, and head out of the ring! Medical attention runs in for Stephen. JR I should have expected it! We ALL should have expected it! JESSE Dan and Alf plotted this all along! They never had any intention of letting SJ get a fair fight! JR And now Dan is lending his support to the Deadly Alliance! This doesn’t bode well for any of us, Jess! JESSE You’re damn right, Jim Ross. What we need is for Jay Darring or Blurricane to bring their A game in the Elimination Chamber and capture the World Title for IZ! That will re-address the balance of power! JR I’ll be rooting for them, that’s for sure! We’re not far from that HUGE match, don’t go anywhere?BAH GAWD! Elsewhere... Tony the body is on the phone back at his corporate office...talking on the line with an unidentified stranger. JINGUS and Jesse sit on a couch and chair across the room, silently staring with despair. TONY THE BODY Yeah, I saw that. VOICE Stephen won't be much help anymore TONY Listen. JINGUS and Jesse... VOICE JINGUS?! TONY Yes JINGUS. VOICE We've had problems in the past TONY Yes you and he had problems in the past. Common enemy this time around though VOICE So? TONY So...Your promotion is being run to hell on one side by Dan Black and on the other by the Underground. Remember them? VOICE All too well... TONY Then show up on Tuesday night. Meet us. Hear us. VOICE What do I get eh? TONY Your promotion back. VOICE I'll think about it. ::click:: ::Fade:: JR: By Gawd, who was that Tony was talking to? I can only think of two men...But who? Will we find out Tuesday night? Will he show up...and who could it be? Edited December 1, 2003 by Stephen Joseph Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Stephen Joseph 0 Report post Posted November 30, 2003 (edited) [Ominous "steel cage music" plays as we fade in to the imposing structure of the Elimination Chamber. The camera pans around to close-up views of the unforgiving steel mesh, the rock-hard panes of glass, and the vertigo-inducing height of the massive contraption.] JR: I am now going to be joined by Michael Cole, who's back from the lunch buffet. Cole,the Chamber has now completely been erected, and the hour is upon us for one of the most anticipated matches in OAOAST history. For the first time ever, the OAOAST World Champion will defend his title against ALL SIX of his top contenders, in one of the most totally wacked matches ever devised- the Elimination Chamber. COLE: The odds are certainly stacked against Calvin Szechstein in this contest. If he were ever to somehow survive this match and retain his title, whether you like him or not, you would definitely count him among the greatest champions in OAOAST history! JR: The wait is now over-it's go time fans! Let's head to the ring! GARY MICHAEL CAPPETTA: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL, and is an ELIMINATION CHAMBER MATCH for the OAOAST WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!!! [The crowd POPS WILDLY, awaiting the carnage!] GMC: Introducing first.... [The crowd goes CRAZY after hearing the opening chords of "Just a Girl" by No Doubt!" GMC: From Coquitlam, British Columbia Canada, THIS...IS...CRYSTAL!! [The Female Phenom walks out confidently, her gaze steely, as she purposefully makes her way to the ring, slapping hands with the fans.] COLE: The young lady who came oh so close to becoming the first ever female World Champion, gets her second shot tonight at making history! JR: Crystal showing no fear of the Elimination Chamber, which bodes well for her chances tonight. GMC: Introducing participant number 2... "VIVAAA LAS VEGAS" ["Decapitation" by Le Tigre blares over the loud speakers as Ragdoll enters the arena, looking somewhat twitchy, eyes hidden under his Oakley sunglasses.] GMC: From Las Vegas Nevada, weighing in at 174 pounds, the former OAOAST X Champion, RAGDOLL! JR: Ladies and gentlemen, you're looking at a madman. COLE: Ragdoll has definitely lost it in recent weeks, since losing his X title to Mad Matt. He doesn't care about anyone else, he doesn't even care about himself. And it's those psychotic tendencies that could bring him his first World title tonight. [Ragdoll enters the cage and rolls into the ring, sitting in the corner as the 3rd participant is announced.] GMC: And their opponent... [PYRO blasts off. and so does the Blurricane from the stage, as "Rock You Like a Hurricane" by the Scorpions fires up!] GMC: From Parts Unknown, weighing in at 191 pounds, he is THE BLURRICANE!! JR: Now here's a guy just waiting to break out to the top! Tonight could be his night! COLE: Blurricane has overcome tremendous adversity in the past few months, regaining his job from his evil twin. Those experiences have given him amazing strength, but is it enough strength to survive the Elimination Chamber? [blurricane charges through the door and jumps over the top rope into the ring.] GMC: Introducing participant number four... [The beginning chords of "Know Your Role 2k3" begin to play, immediately followed by a chorus of boos.] GMC: From San Juan Puerto Rico, weighing in at 223 pounds, he is the PUERTO RICAN CHAMPION AND THE OAOAST NORTH AMERICAN CHAMPION, PUERTO RICAN LIGHTNING! [PRL slides out from the curtain, his trademark sneer on his face, holding his gleaming title belts on each shoulder, chest puffed out confidently] JR: Now here's a vile human being. COLE: He may be vile, but he's used to brutality. Like him or not, he EARNED that North American championship in that Last Man Standing match with K-NESS, and tonight it looks like he could another another piece of gold to his wardrobe! [PRL slowly opens the door and hangs back, assessing his opponents]. GMC: And his opponent... [The lights darken, the blue spotlights shine, and Lost Prophets' "The Fake Sound of Progress" hits over the PA to a LOUD pop from the crowd!] GMC: From Boston Massachusetts, weighing in a 173 pounds, this is "THE SHOOTER" JAY DARRING!! [Jay emerges from behind the curtain, an intense but confident look on his face. Jay looks at his hands, then curls then up into a fist, saying a silent "yes!" to himself. Looking straight ahead, he slaps hands with the fans as he walks down the aisle way] JR: Out of all the competitors in this match, Jay Darring may be the most comfortable in this environment. A well-traveled veteran of some of the most bloody and brutal matches this sport has ever seen, Jay knows exactly what he's getting into He claims to be "Unbreakable," will he be proven wrong tonight? COLE: Jay Darring has won every championship IntenseZone has to offer, except the big one. This is his 3rd shot at the World title, will it be the charm tonight? [Jay also enters the ring, kneeling down in a crouched position waiting to strike.] GMC: Introducing participant NUMBER 6! "THREE, TWO, ONE.... I'M THE BOMB!" ["I'm the Bomb" by Electric Six hits, heralding the arrival of a very angry-looking World Champion.] GMC: From Milwaukee Wisconsin, weighing in at 197 pounds, representing Totally Endorsed, he is the OAOAST WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION, CALVIN, SZECHSTEIN! [Calvin stalks out of the back, World Title belt around his waist, very clearly unhappy.] JR: This is certainly unusual, isn't the champion introduced LAST in matches like this? COLE: Apparently Corporate's playing mind games with Calvin, they're saying someone's more important than he is, and I think we know who! [Calvin, eyes burning with rage, enters the ring, not acknowledging any of his other opponents.] GMC: And the FINAL PARTICIPANT! "WAKE ME UP INSIDE!" ["Bring me to Life" by Evanescence elicits a MONSTER POP~! as the former champion, Zack Malibu, sprints down the aisle, high-fiving every hand he sees.] GMC: From Johnston Rhode Island, weighing in at 195 pounds, ZACK MALIBU!!! COLE: Oh man, does Calvin look pissed off, Zack's getting the star treatment instead of him! JR: This is only going to fuel Calvin even further to do whatever it takes to hang onto that gold! All seven athletes are in the ring now, staring holes through each other. The referee separates each of them and herds them back to their chamber. JR: The chambers are locked, and in mere moments this sucker's gonna be ready to go. COLE: The question is: Who's gonna start it off? *DING DING DING!* It's CRYSTAL! The crowd goes NUTS! JR: This is gonna be interesting, Crystal, the smallest competitor in this match, will have to last the longest in order to win! COLE: If Crystal pulls this off, she'll replace Babe Didrikson as the toughest female athlete ever! Now who is next? It's Puerto Rican Lightning, and the cheers are replaced with a chorus of boos. JR: Well this is certainly a unique matchup, I don't believe these two have ever hooked up in the ring. COLE: And as we've seen, PRL is ruthless no matter what the gender, Crystal better watch out! Neither athlete wastes as any time as they immediately go to the lockup. The smaller Crystal is backed against the ropes by PRL, who takes advantage with a HARD kick to the stomach, knocking the wind out of Crystal. Irish whip by the North American champion, Crystal hits the ropes as PRL ducks for a back body drop, Crystal backflips over! PRL turns around, and eats a spinning heel kick from the Female Phenom! PRL scrambles back to his feet- and Crystal jumps up, wrapping her legs around his head for a standing rana! PRL quickly gets to his feet a third time- big high-elevation dropkick by Crystal! JR Crystal starting off hot in the early going! COLE She is hot! Oh man, I'm turning into the Coach. Crystal backs PRL into the corner, HARD chop by the Female Phenom! ANOTHER ONE! Crystal whips PRL into the opposite buckle, reversed by the NA champion. Crystal tries to vault over behind PRL- but PRL catches her! He's got her in a powerslam position, but he FLINGS HER HEADFIRST INTO THE CAGE! JR CRYSTAL IS THE FIRST TO TASTE THE STEEL! COLE This isn't good JR, she already has a concussion courtesy of the Mighty Damaramu, this is only going to make it worse! PRL isn't dillying around, as he IMMEDIATELY goes to work on the vulnerable head of Crystal with stomps! He picks up Crystal, has her hooked for a DDT...AND DOES ONE BETTER, SPIKING HER RIGHT ON HER HEAD WITH AN IMPLANT DDT! JR BY GAWD THAT WAS HEINOUS! CRYSTAL HAS TO BE BLACKED OUT! COLE This could be an early night for the Phenom, there's a cover! 1!! 2!! SHOULDER UP! JR What resiliency by this young woman! COLE Crystal basically kicked out on instinct at this point. She better hope a friendly face is out next. PRL is undeterred, and hooks Crystal's head again for a bulldog. It connects! PRL opts out of the cover though, and goes to the mount, raining forearms across Crystal's temple! JR Typical Puerto Rican Lightning amorality, and it always disgusts me! He's killing her. COLE The countdown is coming...who it is may determine how much longer Crystal's in this match. Cappetta announces the seconds ticking down as PRL continues to pound Crystal's head into the mat: "FIVE!" "FOUR!" "THREE!" "TWO!" "ONE!" *BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!* JR It's... oh Jesus, this isn't good. The crowd rains down a hailstorm of boos as the chamber containing our reigning World champion, Calvin Szechstein, opens. Calvin looks around, making sure that it is indeed his chamber that's opening... and then grins as he exits, stepping into the ring and shooting a wink at Puerto Rican Lightning. COLE Of all the people, the one that's LEAST likely to help Crystal is the one to come in next! JR It's a classic case of bad luck, bah gawd! PRL nods at Calvin, lifting the female phenom to her feet. Viciously, the North American champ knees her in the stomach, doubling her over! The crowd feels Crystal's pain but can do nothing about it, as PRL shoves Crystal's head between his legs (scandal!), putting her into a standing headscissors. PRL hefts Crystal up, sitting her on his shoulders (scandal squared!) in obvious preparation for a powerbomb! The crowd roars as Crystal manages to take over, smacking PRL in the head a couple of times... COLE That's what the dirty pervert gets! ... and she leans back, looking to Hurricanrana the Puerto Rican.. only to have the World champ get in the way! Calvin grabs Crystal, putting her into neckbreaker position as her legs dangle on PRL's shoulders! Calvin lets out a loud "FUUUUUUUUUUUUUBUUUUUUUUU!", obviously trying to create the new "WHOOOOOOOOOO!", as he drags Crystal down into a neckbreaker! Behind him, PRL falls forward, turning the move into an elevated spinebuster/neckbreaker combination! The crowd roars out in boos, denying the cool visage as Crystal lay on the mat. Calvin, smarmy as always, gets on top, looking for the pin! 1! 2! 3 -- NO! PRL grabs Calvin by the singlet, pulling him back and off of Crystal! Calvin gets to his feet, staring at the Puerto Rican incredulously... as he turns to him and whacks him a good one in the jaw! Calvin goes down, and PRL, cocky, poses for a few moments. "FIVE!" "FOUR!" "THREE!" "TWO!" As if an afterthought, PRL gets on top of Crystal, looking for the pin! 1! "ONE!" *BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!* A chamber opens... 2! JR IT'S THE BLURRICANE! HELL YEAH!!! Blurricane CHARGES into the ring, pulling PRL off of Crystal! Boot to the gut by Blurricane, followed by a rapid-fire series of punches, the crowd volume increasing with each shot! Irish whip by the superhero, PRL bounces off the ropes, and takes a BIG jumping clothesline from the Blurricane! Blurricane gives the "thumbs up!" as the crowd goes BALLISTIC! JR BLURRICANE IS CLEANING HOUSE, THIS PLACE IS COMING UNGLUED! COLE When you need a heroic rescue, call the Blurricane! PRL sneaks up from behind the Blurricane as he plays to the crowd, with a HARD slap to the face! Blurricane comes back with a roundhouse kick to PRL's knee, dropping him to one knee- Blurricane immediately capitalizes with A SHINING BLACK, DROPPING THE NORTH AMERICAN CHAMPION! JR Blurricane getting revenge for being screwed out of the North American title last month! Calvin is back up though, Blurricane doesn't see him, Blurricane turns around, and gets CRACKED in the face with a standing enziguiri! Blurricane goes down, but quickly staggers back to his feet, shoving the champ! Crystal, now, gets back to her feet, and seeing Blurricane posing shoves him in the back! Blurricane stumbles a bit, then turns around, knocking Crystal down with a hard right! COLE Crystal not exactly showing a lot of appreciation for Blurricane saving her from PRL's assault! JR It's a World title match Cole, every man for himself! Or woman for herself. Crystal and Blurricane start exchanging right hands, but PRL charges!!!!! They see him, and BACKDROP HIM INTO THE STEEL! The steel mesh rips at PRL's flesh as he slides down to the mat. JR Everybody's been restrained so far, but this is gonna get real ugly real fast! All the competitors remaining in their chambers look on eagerly as the wrestlers in the ring fight on, the countdown to the next entrant beginning! “FIVE!” “FOUR!” “THREE!” “TWO!” “ONE!” *BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!* COLE It's time for another entrant! JR It's... it's... it’s RAGDOLL!! The fans boo loudly as Ragdoll comes in, full of energy! Upon entrance, Ragdoll charges Blurricane, lariating him down. Full of fire, Ragdoll charges PRL, punching away at the North American champ! Ragdoll tosses PRL to the metal walkway outside the ring, following him to the outside, where he grabs PRL, slamming him face first into the metal chains that make up the walls! PRL hits hard, but he grabs the chains to keep from falling. As PRL dangles there Ragdoll kicks his legs out from under him and PRL flops down to the walkway, landing hard on the back of his head. Ragdoll turns around just in time to see Blurricane coming off the top rope for a crossbody!… But Ragdoll moves at the last second! Blurricane slams hard into the mesh, bouncing off of it and dropping limp onto the metal walkway, bouncing once before laying there, nearly lifeless! JR Bah gawd Blurricane may have broken every bone in his body!! COLE He could have got his finger caught in the chain wall too!! Ragdoll wipes the sweaty hair out of his eyes as Calvin comes out, presumably to join Ragdoll in beating down on Blurricane, heldDown style! The two of them grab Blurricane and whip him hard into the glass of one of the chambers. The glass doesn't break, but Blurricane bounces off hard and lands on the metal flooring. Ragdoll looks up to see PRL and Crystal fighting away in the ring and both he and Calvin enter the ring to help. Crystal whips PRL to the ropes, but he reverses the whip, looking for a Spinning Heel Kick… but Crystal holds onto the ropes on the other side and doesn't come back! As PRL is recovering Crystal quickly runs in and hits a Bulldog on him and then goes for a cover. “ONE!” “TWO!” No!! As PRL slowly gets up, he gets blasted out of nowhere with a Devil Doll from Ragdoll!! COLE Wow! Ragdoll just blasted PRL! JR It seems that the HD stars are still working together! COLE HD solidarity baby!! Ragdoll then looks up to see Blurricane coming off the top rope and he Dropkicks Blurricane out of the air!! Ragdoll backs off as Calvin climbs up top and waves everyone out of the way before going for the FUBU 450 Splash, but Blurricane manages to get his knees up! Blurricane slowly crawls to the ropes to pull himself up, but Crystal grabs him from behind and hits a Release German Suplex...that Blurricane flips out of! Blurricane gains his balance and runs forward, bouncing off the back of the rising Crystal and hitting a Neckbreaker Takedown on Ragdoll! Cover. “ONE!” “TWO!” No!!! Blurricane stands up, but Calvin grabs him and hits the New Line Cinema Neckbreaker on him. He then yells at Crystal to go up top, but she just gives him a dirty look. While the two of them argue a little Ragdoll comes off the top rope with a Diving Headbutt to Blurricane! Cover. “ONE!” “TWO!” “THREE!” No!!! Blurricane kicks out!! Calvin then shoves Ragdoll aside and pulls Blurricane up, nailing him with the Code Red Clash!! JR The HD competitors are triple teaming Blurricane!! COLE They're determined to get him out! Calvin then stands back as Crystal comes off with the Diamond in the Rough and then goes for a cover. Calvin then grabs her and tosses her over the top rope and to the metal walkway before making the cover himself. “ONE!” “TWO!” 2.99999999999999999999… “THREE!” ****************************************** THE BLURRICANE ENTERED: 4th ELIMINATED: 1st ELIMINATED BY: Calvin Szechstein WRESTLERS ELIMINATED: None ****************************************** GARY MICHAEL CAPPETTA Ladies and gentlemen, THE BLURRICANE has just been eliminated! JR Good gawd Blurricane has been eliminated!!! COLE It took all of the HD wrestlers to do it! Calvin stands up with his arms out to gloat over what he did, but PRL nails him with a forearm to the back that sends him forward so that he catches himself on the middle rope. PRL then goes for the 787, but as he runs forward Ragdoll lays him out with a Clothesline! “FIVE!” “FOUR!” “THREE!” “TWO!” “ONE!” *BEEEEEEEEEEEP!* JR Here comes another competitor!! COLE Let's see who it is! It's..... “SHOOTER” JAY DARRING!! Jay is released from his chamber and he runs in, looking to hit a Roaring Elbow on Ragdoll, but Ragdoll blocks it and hits a Shuffle Kick that knocks Jay down and to the mat! Ragdoll and Calvin then pull him up, whipping him to the ropes before hitting a Double Back Elbow. Both men see PRL begin to stand, but Crystal runs back in and Spears him down. Ragdoll and Calvin look at each other, exchanging a grin before turning to Crystal and applauding her mockingly! The female phenom scowls at her immature hD brethren as she drops down, making the cover! “ONE!” “TWO!” “THREE!” No!!! Calvin turns from watching the pinfall to check on the fallen Jay Darring… only to get leveled with a Yakuza Kick that sends him to the mat. Ragdoll, staring daggers at the IZer, looking for a lariat… but it’s ducked, and Jay hotshots him across the top rope! This just leaves Jay and Crystal, who eye each other before locking up. JR The respect between Jay and Crystal shows here. Instead of attacking they lock up! COLE It’s good to see that some people like each other in this match! Crystal shoves Jay off to the ropes, but Jay quickly comes out with a Leg Lariat to Crystal! As Jay stands he gets kicked in the gut by both Calvin and Ragdoll who then grab him and hit a double team Hip Toss over the top rope and to the metal walkway!! Both men exit the ring and Ragdoll pulls Jay to his feet as Calvin scales the side of the chain wall. Ragdoll holds Jay up from the side as Calvin steadies himself and jumps off with a Flying Clothesline to Jay. Ragdoll moves as Calvin comes down and the clothesline takes Jay out! Ragdoll then gets an idea and tells Calvin to lean Jay against the glass of one of the chambers. Calvin leans him against the glass and then backs up before both men come running in with a Double Superkick…but Jay moves and their kicks hit the glass hard, causing the fragile structure to implode, snapping in half and falling to the metal walkway! JR Good gawd!! They could have seriously cut themselves!! COLE That’s all you’re worried about? You’re beginning to sound like me! The fans cheer as Jay makes his way back into the ring and rests in the corner. Crystal comes running in and leaps up onto Jay’s shoulders before bringing him down with a Hurricanrana! Cover. “ONE!” “TWO!” “THREE!” No!! Jay kicks out!! Calvin comes in and picks up Jay, asking Crystal to help him. They whip Jay to the ropes and out of nowhere Ragdoll nails Jay in the head with a piece of the hard glass they broke! The glass doesn’t break, but it does make a loud WHUMPH! on Jay’s head, causing the Shooter to go down. Calvin then puts his hand on Crystal’s shoulder, very much resembling a condescending father. Crystal looks at her, obviously none too amused at Calvin’s antics… but obviously the World champ is amused by his antics, as he lets out a long laugh. Crystal stares at him, not knowing quite what to do as Calvin’s face becomes calm… and his boot lashes out, catching her in the stomach! Crystal doubles over, and the World champ grabs her, lifting her high into the air before driving her into the mat with the Code Red Clash! JR What the hell??? COLE That just dropped her on her head, JR! Her head that suffered a concussion on HeldDown! Cover. “ONE!” “TWO!” “THREE!” ****************************************** CRYSTAL ENTERED: 1st ELIMINATED: 2nd ELIMINATED BY: Calvin Szechstein WRESTLERS ELIMINATED: None ****************************************** GARY MICHAEL CAPPETTA Ladies and gentlemen, CRYSTAL has just been eliminated! COLE No dammit!! Calvin just double crossed her!! Calvin stands up with his arms in the air and laughing uncontrollably almost. Ragdoll looks on half shocked and half confused as Calvin continues gloating. In the corner PRL applauds the move because he thinks it was funny himself. PRL then runs out and Superkicks Calvin down in the middle of his laughing. Cover! “ONE!” “TWO!” “THREE!” No!!! Calvin kicks out!! Ragdoll then comes in and grabs PRL for a Snap Suplex, but PRL blocks it and hits one of his own. “FIVE!” “FOUR!” “THREE!” “TWO!” “ONE!” COLE We know who this is!! JR Business is about to pick up…again!! The crowd absolutely ROARS as the former World champion, the stealer of hearts, the most Pissed Off Prep the OAOAST has to offer… ZACK MALIBU steps out of his chamber, and the crowd’s roaring intensifies! Puerto Rican Lightning, having gotten to his feet, charges at Malibu, looking to take him out with a huge spear – but Malibu sidesteps the Puerto Rican, and PRL goes headfirst into the steel mesh! “OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!” JR The crowd didn’t like the sound of that one, Michael! COLE I didn’t either! That was absolutely VICIOUS! PRL crumples to a heap inside Zack’s chamber, and Malibu turns around, looking to pin the Latin American… only to get clubbed in the back by Calvin Szechstein! Angrily, the World champ turns Zack around, bashing him in the face with clubbing blow after clubbing blow! Malibu throws his hands up, looking to defend himself, but Szechstein is unrelentless, kicking Malibu square in the stomach! Szechstein stuffs Malibu into a standing headscissors, grabbing him around the waist and signaling for the Code Red Clash… Only to get caught in the back by a clubbing blow from Jay Darring! Calvin stumbles a bit, allowing Malibu enough time to grab Szechstein’s legs, whipping him forward into the steel walkway! Calvin’s back makes a loud impact, and the crowd begins to cheer, their hatred for Szechstein showing through! JR Calvin may have suffered whiplash right there! COLE And these fans hate him so much that they hope he did! Malibu gets onto one knee, Jay Darring standing over him. Zack and Jay stare at each other for a moment, before Jay offers a hand to help Zack stand up. The crowd roars as Zack grabs it, looking to stand… but Jay gets shoved out of the picture by Ragdoll! Zack quickly gets to his feet, trying to avoid being hit with a Devil Doll, and Ragdoll, obviously highly upset, grabs Zack around the neck, looking to swing him down with a DDT! But Jay Darring, furious, grabs RAGDOLL around the neck, setting him up for an inverted DDT! The crowd roars as Jay falls back, driving the back of Ragdoll’s head into the steel walkway with the inverted DDT – and as Ragdoll falls backwards he drags Zack’s head with him, mashing Zack’s FACE into the steel walkway with a DDT of his own! JR INVERTED DDT ON RAGDOLL, WHO DELIVERS A DDT TO ZACK MALIBU! COLE It is absolutely CHAOS in the Chamber! Malibu pushes himself up onto all fours, and the camera gets a close up of his face, the imprint of the steel walkway on his face, with hundreds of tiny cuts beginning to ooze blood on his face! Ragdoll, meanwhile, gets to his feet, as does Jay Darring. The two lock up, Jay’s back to Zack’s kneeling form, and Ragdoll uses a technique honed by schoolyard bullies everywhere, shoving Jay back and into Zack’s kneeling form! Jay falls backwards over Malibu, landing flat on his back on the steel walkway, and Ragdoll grins at Jay, raising both arms in the air. “RAG-DOLL SUCKS! RAG-DOLL SUCKS!” JR Ragdoll is absolutely in control of this match right now, Michael! COLE And these fans don’t like it one bit! Puerto Rican Lightning, down inside Zack’s chamber, slowly raises himself onto one knee – and Ragdoll, seeing his setup, charges, LEAPING over the downed Calvin Szechstein as he hustles over to the North American Champ, springboarding off of PRL’s leg with his left foot and looking to swing his right knee into his MOTHER FUCKING FACE with the Devil Doll… BUT PRL FOLDS HIMSELF IN HALF! Ragdoll’s knee goes SOARING over PRL’s head, and swings itself RIGHT INTO THE STEEL MESH! A sickening *CRACK!* echoes throughout the arena, and fans all over cringe as Ragdoll yelps out in pain, grabbing his right knee in what has got to be searing pain! JR That right knee of Ragdoll’s may have just shattered, and IntenseZone fans all over America are cheering! COLE IntenseZone can go (expletive deleted) itself, James! This is SERIOUS! Puerto Rican Lightning looks up, looking around in a half-“Where am I” expression. He looks behind him, at Ragdoll clutching his knee in pain… and mockingly claps for the hD superstar. The heldDown fans boo PRL, and boo him mercilessly, but this just causes PRL’s sadistic grin to grow wider. COLE (doing his best Puerto Rican Lightning impression) No, I’m not trying to be the Rock, what are you talking about? Malibu raises himself to his feet, as does Jay Darring, and the two of them look at each other, nodding as they stalk over to PRL and Ragdoll, looking to take out the two HATED~ men. Jay stalks towards Ragdoll’s downed form as Zack heads towards PRL, looking to break something (preferably PRL’s face…) as he steps over the World champ’s downed body… But his hand reaches up, and Calvin Szechstein grabs Zack Malibu’s ankle! The crowd lashes out at Szechstein in boos as Calvin uses his free hand to raise himself to a sitting position, then grabbing Zack’s left ankle with both hands! Malibu hops around to look down at the champ, disgust in Malibu’s eyes as he tries to shake Szechstein’s grip, but the champ grins at Malibu, falling backwards and whipping Zack Malibu down onto the steel walkway with a harsh Dragon screw! COLE Dragon screw from Calvin Szechstein, again showcasing his lack of love for Zack Malibu! JR And his wormlike tendencies. You realize that this is the man that represents heldDown, right? COLE Stuff it, Jamie. The World champ gets to his feet as we cut to a shot of Jay Darring, grabbing Ragdoll by the hair and lifting him to his feet. The former X champ stumbles quite a bit as Jay leads him over to the ring, stepping in himself before leading Ragdoll through the ropes like a sheep. Obviously a bit out of it, the pain making his mind hazy, Ragdoll stands, wobbly, putting up no defense as Jay grabs him around the neck with the left arm, hooking Rags’ right leg with his right arm and hefting him up, UP and over with a Fisherman’s suplex! The crowd pops for the move as Jay bridges it into a pinfall attempt! “ONE!” “TWO!” “THREE!” NO! Ragdoll ekes a shoulder up! JR We were OH so close to seeing Ragdoll eliminated there! COLE We didn’t, though! What luck for heldDown! Meanwhile, Calvin grabs Zack by the neck, lifting Malibu to his feet and looking to inflict more damage, only to get shut down by Puerto Rican Lightning, grabbing Szechstein by his short brown hair! Calvin whirls around, looking to level PRL with a quick roundhouse kick!… COLE I didn’t even know Calvin Szechstein knew what a roundhouse kick was! …but PRL ducks it! Calvin lands, standing directly in front of PRL, and the Puerto Rican grabs him around the neck, throwing Szechstein’s arm over his shoulder and hefting the World champ high into the air, slamming him forward with the Latin Slam, right onto the steel walkway! Calvin crumples into a ball as PRL bounces back up, Batista-style. Angrily, the IZ superstar stalks Zack, firing off a left – but Malibu catches it, pulling PRL in and looking for a shortarm clothesline! It misses! PRL dances around the shortarm, pulling Zack in close to him and wrapping his strong arms around Malibu before throwing him over his body with a VICIOUS belly-to-belly suplex into the steel mesh! Zack hits the mesh hard, sticking there for a few seconds before falling down it, crumpling, much like Szechstein before him, on the steel walkway! JR BAH GAWD, Puerto Rican Lightning just tore through 2/3 of HeldDown’s remaining entrants, and Jay Darring is tearing the other one’s leg off! COLE But HeldDown will prevail, James, whether you like it or not! Darring, meanwhile, continues to work the leg of one Austin Baker, having the Ragdoll cinched into a Figure Four leglock! The crowd roars, begging for the ballsy Ragdoll to tap, as PRL climbs the turnbuckle, eyes gleaming as he sits on the top rope. He takes off his left elbow pad, tossing it behind him and into one of the empty chambers before standing up on the top rope, flipping the crowd off! “Shooter” Jay Darring looks up at his nemesis, flipping the crowd off, and suddenly his emotion is not directed at Ragdoll but at the brash Puerto Rican sitting on the turnbuckle. Who does he think he is? What kind of champion would he be? And as PRL leaps off the top rope, catching huge air on the jump, his left elbow extended, Jay Darring makes a choice. Not for his benefit, but for what is right. JR WHAT IS JAY DARRING DOING!? He is messing up IntenseZone’s chances here! Indeed, Darring gets up on his hands, dragging Ragdoll back by his injured right leg, putting Rags in even more pain but taking him out of PRL’s line of fire, causing the North American champion to catch nothing but cold, hard canvas! Silently, Ragdoll thanks Jay, as PRL clutches his elbow, obviously in immense pain. COLE Jay Darring didn’t do that because he likes Ragdoll, he did it because he HATES Puerto Rican Lightning! Darring, apparently wanting to capitalize on PRL’s injury, releases Ragdoll from the Figure 4, and Ragdoll clutches his right knee in pain, unable to do much else at the moment. With absolute viciousness in his steps, Jay stalks over to PRL, grabbing him by the hair and lifting him to his feet. Darring whips PRL into the ropes, looking to catch the dual champ on the way back with a drop toe hold… but PRL hops over Jay’s gambit, hitting the other ropes and coming back with a baseball slide dropkick to the ribs of Jay! The crowd lashes out in boos as PRL poses over Jay’s downed body, before taking a look at Ragdoll. JR Puerto Rican Lightning just turned the table on Jay Darring! I have to question Jay’s move there! COLE I don’t! That was truly beautiful – heldDown doesn’t have to hurt IntenseZone, IntenseZone hurts IntenseZone! As PRL inspects Ragdoll’s body (read: kicks him in the shins until he screams like a bitch), Zack and Calvin stand on the outside, staring at the dirty IZer taking out his frustration on their hD companion. Calvin turns to Zack. “We should go kick his ass.” “I should kick your ass. I’m in here after your belt, after all.” “Ah ah ah. We’re in here to preserve heldDown’s dignity, remember? My belt is second to our beloved show.” “Don’t toy, Calvin. We all know the only thing your belt is second to is your desire to keep it.” “You know what, Zack…” BAM! The vicious and delicious OAOAST Champ absolutely LEVELS Malibu with a superkick! The crowd pops for the huge move out of nowhere, as Calvin dusts off his singlet, grinning down at Malibu, who clutches his head as Calvin speaks. “School’s out.” Szechstein grins, turning back to the ring to see PRL, climbing the turnbuckle. He hits the top and turns around, pointing at Calvin and grinning widely as he points back to himself, making a finger-over-finger rotation. JR Calvin Szechstein just used Zack Malibu’s finisher – and now PRL is threatening to use the World champ’s! The North American champ grins widely as he bounces up and down on the top rope, daring the World champ to come do something about it – and Calvin does, leaping over the top rope! The crowd pops slightly as Calvin dashes over to the corner where PRL stands, placing his hands on the second rope and flipping up, into hurricanrana position! PRL tries to shove the World champ’s legs away, but Szechstein will not be denied as he wraps his muscular legs around PRL’s neck, flipping the North American champ over and off the top turnbuckle! AND PRL LANDS ON RAGDOLL’S LEGS! COLE Some people would call that a double team move! I’d call that good fortune for Puerto Rican Lightning! Ragdoll cries out in pain as Puerto Rican rolls over onto his stomach, pulling himself on top of Ragdoll. He hooks the injured right leg of the Raggedy one, pulling it way back and almost DARING Ragdoll to try to kick out, though he obviously cannot! “ONE!” “TWO!” “THREE!” ****************************************** RAGDOLL ENTERED: 5th ELIMINATED: 3rd ELIMINATED BY: Puerto Rican Lightning WRESTLERS ELIMINATED: None ****************************************** GARY MICHAEL CAPPETTA Ladies and gentlemen, RAGDOLL has just been eliminated! JR We’re down to the final four – Calvin Szechstein, Zack Malibu, Puerto Rican Lightning, and Jay Darring! COLE Two heldDown men who hate each other and two IntenseZone men, who also hate each other. James, it doesn’t get more tense than this! Calvin picks himself up in the corner, gathering his composure as a referee enters the chamber, helping Ragdoll to his feet and assisting his exit from the cage. The door shuts once more as Zack Malibu gets to his feet, shaking the kinks out of his head. Jay Darring, too, gets to his feet, his ribs still smarting from the baseball slide from PRL. And the Puerto Rican, having just eliminated his first wrestler of the evening, gets to his feet, obviously grinning. Zack Malibu steps into the ring, staring daggers at PRL. Next to him steps… Calvin Szechstein, also glaring hard at PRL. Jay Darring steps in, on PRL’s side for once, staring at Szechstein. The four men stare down in the center of the ring for a second… until PRL and Calvin both turn to their left, lashing out with lariats at the other two! Darring and Malibu both hit the mat, but Zack gets to his feet quickly, climbing up to the top rope and leaping off of it with a crossbody that takes both Calvin and PRL to the mat! Jay stands tall with Zack, the two of them posing for a few moments as PRL and Calvin get to their feet. Jay and Zack nod at each other, and Darring goes after his old foe PRL, while Zack settles for Calvin. Malibu reaches down to pull the champion up, but catches a thumb to his eyes for his trouble, and is then shoved through the ropes, out onto the steel platform that surrounds the ring. Calvin steps through the ropes to follow, and kicks Zack in the ribs and he tries to get up, then locks him in a front facelock. Calvin hooks his tights and tries to suplex Zack, but Malibu blocks the maneuver. Calvin tries again, but it’s continually blocked, and Zack reaches down, pulling Calvin’s legs out from under him, and then catapulting him into the chamber wall! Calvin staggers around, and Zack grabs him by the head, sending him crashing into the chamber wall yet again! In the ring, Jay and PRL are squaring off, trading blows left and right, until PRL hits a knee to Jay’s open ribs. He lifts him for a sideslam, but Darring flips over back onto his feet, then hooks a waistlock. PRL fires an elbow back, then switches off, countering with his own waistlock, but unable to German Suplex Jay. PRL tries, and doesn’t notice Zack climbing up the turnbuckles… SUNSET FLIP FROM THE TOP TO PRL, WHO GERMAN SUPLEXES JAY AT THE SAME TIME! COLE JR, did you see that! JR Of course I did, I’ve got the ring and a monitor in front of me. And you call yourself a better commentator. COLE Stop being bitter. Zack holds onto PRL, who due to his own being pinned, cannot hold a bridge on the German. The referee makes the count…but PRL kicks out of the pin at two! Zack rolls to his feet, and waits on PRL to get up, before running the ropes to get momentum for his next attack…and catches an enzugiri to the back of his head by a recovered Calvin, who is still on the outside! Zack stumbles forward, right into a quick DDT by PRL, who hooks a leg and begs for the ref to count… ONE! TWO!! NO! JAY DARRING DROPS A LEGDROP ACROSS THE BACK OF PRL’S HEAD! JR What a stupid move! Darring saved Zack, when he should have let him get taken out. COLE Do your research, JR. Darring knows he’s at a disadvantage if Zack gets taken out. Plus, I think Zack and Jay being in there at the end gives us a better hope for a new, worthwhile champion. Jay picks PRL up, but is grabbed in a full nelson by Calvin before he can do anything. Jay then spins out of it, grabbing a waistlock on Calvin, before shoving him forward, into PRL, knocking him back down as they BUTT heads! Calvin spins back towards Jay, and gets lifted up on his shoulders…DEATH VALLEY DRIVER ON CALVIN SZECHSTEIN! JAY GOES FOR THE COVER! JR This is it! He’s got him! ONE! TWO!! THR…NO! NO! SHOULDER UP! JR So close, SO CLOSE, bah Gawd! Jay pounds the mat, in disbelief that he wasn’t able to wear the champ out enough. Jay pulls him up and takes him to the corner, stepping up onto the middle ropes and raining punches down upon his temple, all while the fans count along. Meanwhile, Zack takes PRL and tosses him into the corner, unleashing some WHOO~!...CHOPS~! to the chest of the IZ evildoer. Jay calls out to Zack, and both men take their opponents, Irish Whipping them out of the corner and into the middle of the ring, where they collide with each other! The World Champion and the Puerto Rican representative stay hobbled in the middle of the ring, as Zack Malibu and Jay Darring charge them, with Zack skidding to the mat with a sweep kick while Jay jumps up in the air with a flying wheel kick… DOUBLE TOTAL ELIMINATION ON BOTH CALVIN AND PUERTO RICAN LIGHTNING! COLE INCREDIBLE! What a maneuver! The fans go NUTS, as Jay and Zack both scurry for pinfalls! Jay covers PRL, while Zack pins Calvin, and the referee uses both arms to count the simultaneous pinfall… ONE! TWO!! THR…NO! NO! BOTH PRL AND CAL KICK OUT! JR Puerto Rican Lightning, like him or not… COLE …OK, I don’t. JR Shut up, teenybopper. As I was saying, Puerto Rican Lightning, like him or not, is such a fighter in this contest! The man has been brawling since the very start, and still will not give! Jay and Zack get up, but as they do they lock eyes, and smirks come across both their faces. Zack reaches down and takes Calvin, tossing him through the middle ropes to the floor, while Jay dumps PRL over the top rope. The two then begin circling the ring, still keeping an eye on each other. COLE Oh, I have a feeling this is gonna be good! In an instant, the two men meet in the center of the ring, hitting punches and chops but neither man letting up. Zack chops Jay, who reels back but then delievers a right hand! Zack hits his own right, but then gets stopped in his tracks by a vicious chop from Jay. Zack wins the duel, forcing Jay back near the ropes, and then goes to send him to the other side, but Jay counters the whip, and looks for a back bodydrop…NO~! Zack kicks his head up…ROARING ELBOW~! NO~! Darring ducks, and goes behind Zack, hitting two elbows to the back of his neck, then hooking his arms in a Tomakaze (Christian’s finisher), but Zack slips out of it, shoving Jay into the corner, hitting sternum first. Jay then staggers back, as Zack ducks down and lift him up on his shoulders, Electric Chair style…then throws him off, with Jay landing sternum first on the top rope, hotshot style! Jay does a Rock-style flip bump off the move, gasping for air, and now Zack signals for his School’s Out kick! He taps the mat, a la Shawn Michaels, while waiting to finish Darring off. Jay hobbles to his feet…SCHOOL’S OU…NO! PRL SNEAKS IN WITH A DROPKICK TO THE BACK OF ZACK’S LEG! JR I don’t believe it! PRL just saved the day for Jay Darring. IZ unity! IZ unity! PRL puts the boots to Zack, then grabs his leg, looking to lock on a figure four, but Zack kicks off as he tries, and PRL gets sent right into a desperation clothesline from a weary Jay Darring! Three men are now out in the middle of the ring, while Calvin Szechstein takes his sweet time recovering on the outer platform. Zack gets to his feet, his knee a bit sore but nothing serious, as he can still walk just fine. He pulls PRL up and drags him to the corner, ramming his head into the turnbuckle, and then propping him up on the top rope, his back to the crowd. Zack climbs the ropes to follow, and hits PRL with several punches to daze him, but gets shoved back to the mat, as PRL still has good prescence of mind. Zack, undaunted, hits an open handed chop to the chest of PRL, causing a loud “SMACK” sound to echo throughout the arena. Zack then climbs up again, only this time something is causing him to lose balance… IT’S CAVIN~! CALVIN IS PUTTING ZACK ON HIS SHOULDERS! Zack, thinking quickly, keeps his grip locked on PRL, while Calvin is elevating him even further. Now recovered, Jay sees this scene and charges over, hammering Calvin in the back in an effort to get him to drop Zack. Calvin won’t budge, so Jay hooks him… And then… SUPER SUPLEX COMBO~! JAY GERMANS CALVIN, WHO DROPS BACK WITH ZACK, WHO SUPERPLEXES PRL~! COLE OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD, JR! WHAT A SCENE! JR WHAT A SIGHT! MY EYES WEREN’T READY FOR THAT ONE! The fans go NUTS as all four men are laid out in the middle of the ring. Even the referee is at a loss, not knowing who he should be counting out! Jay, perhaps the least weary of them all, rolls onto his stomach and crawls forward, draping an arm across Calvin’s prone body, and the referee dives in for the count! ONE! TWO!! THRE…NO! NO! KICKOUT BY THE WORLD CHAMPION! COLE These men having taken so much punishment. I’m afraid to see what they’re going to have to do to eliminate each other! Zack and PRL both now start to stir, and when they finally make it to their feet, then start hauling off on one another, until PRL takes another cheap shot, hitting a throat thrust to stun the former World Champion. PRL sends Zack in, NO…countered, into an inverted atomic drop…SCHOOL’S OUT…NO~! PRL DUCKS, AND ZACK HITS DARRING~! Zack is shocked, and then stunned by a low blow by PRL, who pulls Zack into a standing legscissors, and hooks both of his arms…THE ANNEXATION OF PUERTO RICO~! HE JUST DRILLED ZACK HEADFIRST INTO THE MAT~! COVER!! ONE! TWO!! THREE!!! ****************************************** ZACK MALIBU ENTERED: 7th ELIMINATED: 4th ELIMINATED BY: Puerto Rican Lightning WRESTLERS ELIMINATED: None ****************************************** GARY MICHAEL CAPPETTA Ladies and gentlemen, ZACK MALIBU has just been eliminated! COLE God damn! We’re down to two IZ guys… and the World champ! JR Biased, much? The fans boo heavily, as the chamber door opens and Zack is ushered out, his neck no doubt needing to be looked at after being spiked into the mat like that. We are now down to our final three-Jay Darring, Puerto Rican Lightning, and the World Champion, Calvin Szechstein. Jay, still knocked for a loop by the School’s Out, is down. Calvin is still attempting recovery from the suplex bump in the corner. PRL gets up, celebrating the pinfall of Zack He goes and pulls Jay up, hooking his arms the very same way, but Jay’s body goes limp, having taken so much pain during this Chamber match. PRL, mouthing obscenities to his nemesis, reaches down to pick him up again, but Jay COMES TO LIFE, lifting PRL up, cradle style… KT DRILLER! KT DRILLER ON PUERTO RICAN LIGHTNING~! JR That moves has put him away before! Jay quickly covers, and the referee is right on top of things, hitting the mat ONCE…TWICE…THREE TIMES~! PRL IS GONE~! ****************************************** PUERTO RICAN LIGHTNING ENTERED: 1st ELIMINATED: 5th ELIMINATED BY: “Shooter” Jay Darring WRESTLERS ELIMINATED: Zack Malibu, Ragdoll ****************************************** GARY MICHAEL CAPPETTA Ladies and gentlemen, PUERTO RICAN LIGHTNING HAS NOW BEEN ELIMINATED! The fans cheer wildy, as we are now down to TWO MEN…Jay Darring and the World Champion. Jay, fired up after that last elimination, sees Calvin in the corner, and points him out. Calvin begs off, but Jay comes charging at him, dazing him with a flurry of punches, then sending him into the other corner, Calvin crashing back first before staggering out, right into a high flipping dropkick from Darring! Jay pulls him up, and hooks a facelock, then uses a SLINGSHOT SUPLEX~! (old school, baby!) to drop Cal on the mat once again! Jay paces the ring now, working the crowd up into a riotous frenzy, as Calvin tries to scurry away again. Jay reaches down and grabs him by the leg, but Calvin turns over and boots him right above the eye, opening a cut. Darring rears back, briefly blinded. Calvin charges him, but Jay is able to see it coming somehow, and drops down, backdropping Calvin over the top rope and down HARD onto the unforgiving steel! COLE He’s gonna need a good massage after that crash landing! Calvin hollers out in pain, the shock of impact going through his spine. Jay, who’s left side of his face is now very bloody due to the cut, comes out to the surrounding platform and pulls Calvin up, then takes him by the hair and smashes him face first into one of the glass chambers, which does not break, making Calvin’s face rebound off the shot. Jay takes him by the hair again and smashes him into the mesh, and Calvin goes limp, his face grating down the side of the cage and soon becoming a crimson mask. JR Jay Darring is running on instinct, here. He’s worn out, he’s bloody, but he’s not beaten. For him, it’s all about doing what he has to do to win the big prize! Jay turns Calvin over, and starts working over his cut now. The two men are like two boxers, targeting their facial wounds. They’re like sharks that smell blood, and at the moment there is more than enough of it to go around. Jay goes to pick Calvin up, but Cal, getting desperate, grabs Jay’s tights and sends him flying forward, crashing into the glass chamber with a sick thud. Jay falls to all fours, while Calvin is trying to pull himself up. Both men get to their feet, and Calvin takes a wild shot, but Darring ducks…BACK SUPLEX ON THE CHAMBER FLOOR…NO! Calvin flips out of it, but barely keeps his balance upon landing, and shoves Darring forward, into the glass again! Jay’s face goes sliding down the glass, when all of a sudden… IT’S KICKED RIGHT THROUGH THE GLASS! YAKUZA KICK TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD PUTS JAY THROUGH THE GLASS DOOR! JR BAH GAWD! THIS IS JUST SICK! His entire face now caked in blood, Jay Darring lay amidst the shrapnel, his body half in the chamber portion, half out of it. Even the referee is in shock, and the fans sit in awe at the sight of a bloody Calvin Szechstein looking down incredulously at what he’s just done. Calvin reaches down, pulling Jay across the steel floor and over the shrapnel, which creates dozens of little cuts in his back, and back into the ring, before collapsing himself onto Darring’s lifeless form. ONE. TWO. THREE! ****************************************** “SHOOTER” JAY DARRING ENTERED: 6th ELIMINATED: 6th ELIMINATED BY: Calvin Szechstein WRESTLERS ELIMINATED: Puerto Rican Lightning ****************************************** DING DING DING! ****************************************** CALVIN SZECHSTEIN ENTERED: 3rd SOLE SURVIVOR WRESTLERS ELIMINATED: Crystal, the Blurricane, “Shooter” Jay Darring ****************************************** GMC Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the Elimination Chamber matchup, and STILL OAOAST WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION…CALVIN SZECHSTEIN~! “I’m The Bomb” cues up, but Calvin is most certainly NOT the bomb right now. The referee raises his arm, and helps him stand on his own two feet, as his belt is handed back to him. The fans boo loudly as Calvin leans against the ropes, his wild eyes visible through the blood dripping from his face. He clutches the title proudly, having survived one of the most brutal matches in OAOAST history in the name of retaining his title. JR His eliminations consisted of stealing pinfalls from other people and capitalizing off of other people’s huge maneuvers, hiding behind other people and using and abusing alliances, but no matter the practices he used to do it, Calvin Szechstein is STILL the OAOAST Heavyweight Champion! COLE I’ll give your IZ boy credit, JR. Jay Darring was so close so many times, but he fell into the glass and Calvin, as he always does, took advantage. JR And that was one lethal kick, Michael. I don’t know how long it’ll be before we see Jay Darring in an OAOAST ring again. COLE Folks, what a night it has been, and one that none of us will soon forget. For Jim Ross, JR I can sign off myself, thank you. COLE OK then, for the rest of the HeldDOWN~! Brand, I’m Michael Cole… JR …and for IZ, I’m Good Ol’ JR… COLE Fans, thank you for tuning in, and we will see you next month, with more OAOAST action, only on PPV Edited November 30, 2003 by LaParkaYourCar Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Stephen Joseph 0 Report post Posted November 30, 2003 Credits PimpMaster Extraordianaire (Producer) Stephen Joseph PimpMasters (Assistant Producers) Tony the Body AngleSault Made Man Zack Malibu Casino Design La Parka Your Car Floor Jockeys (Writers) Jay Darring Zack Malibu Calvin Szechenstein Blurricane Phoenix Fury Legdrop Superstar Dan Black Stephen Joseph LaParkaYourCar Original Concept By Tony the Body AngleSault © OAOAST Productions, 2003 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
