Tony149 0 Report post Posted June 30, 2005 (edited) CUT TO: Michael Cole at Sofa Central with an agitated Jim Cornette and New New Midnight Express. COLE Ladies and gentlemen, it was two weeks ago that my next guests were involved in a tag team match against the Sooner Bruisers. It was during that match when the Heavenly Rockers made their return to the OAOAST following a leave of absence, hitting the ring and attacking the New New Midnight Express. During the melee, as we're about to see here, Sarcastic Simon was injured. He suffered a broken rib doctors would not allow him to compete on, scraping the scheduled World Tag Team Title match at the Great Angle Bash. Narcissistic Ned rips the microphone out of Cole's hand. NED Like a true liberal, Simon couldn't suck it up and fight for what's right. That's cool, though, because we're tight. It was suggested I go at it alone or find a sub. The problem with that is -- subs don't work, as Steve Austin knows all too well. While I'd be able to beat the Sk8ter Boiz all by my narcissistic and handsome self...EVERYBODY knows fanboys are crazy. Gods knows what they'd do to a collector's item like the Handsome Hustler, Ned Blanchard. Ned looks over at Simon and sees a man burning a hole through him. Blanchard pats Simon on the chest. COLE Are you done? NED For now, yeah. COLE Let's take a look at the footage. ROLL TAPE [b]Courtesy: HeldDOWN~! June 16, 2005[/b] [i]Sarcastic Simon... sends Frankie tumbling over the body of Narcissistic Ned with a diving clothesline. A modified Double Goolze. As Frank rises up, Sarcastic Simon nails him with a SWINGING NECKBREAKER! He runs over to the corner and climbs to the top... The crowd ERUPTS. They all rise to their feet as 3 figures make their way through the crowd. The sea of heads preventing us from getting a good look. It's, it's... ...THE HEAVENLY ROCKERS AND HOLLY-WOOD! "YEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHH!" COLE They're back! The Heavenly Rockers are back! We haven't seen them or Holly-Wood since School's Out. Jim Cornette goes nuclear when he sees who has arrived. Holly goes right after James E., sending him waddling backstage. Logan hits the ring, with a NIGHTSTICK, just as Sarcastic Simon leaps off the top with a FLYING ELBOW. Nightstick shot to the exposed ribs of Sarcastic Simon as he comes down![/i] END TAPE Sarcastic Simon grabs his ribs as we come back live, while Narcissistic Ned mugs for the camera, caressing his chest and flexing. COLE With more on the situation I welcome to Sofa Central the New New Midnight Express and their manager Jim Cornette. CORNETTE Can you tell me when a nightstick, a weapon used to tame thugs like that Rodney King, become part of a professional wrestling match, Michael Cole? COLE About the same time a tennis racket did. Cornette is none to please about that smart-ass remark. Cole takes a step back as the Midnights lean forward. CORNETTE I see your in the mood for jokes, Cole. But we aren't. You see, we spent the week of the Great Angle Bash trying to get medical clearance from OAOAST doctors to allow Sarcastic Simon to compete in the World Tag Team Title match, but these so-called "doctors," a bunch of grad students that look like they wandered off the set of "Animal House," wouldn't give the OK because the OAOAST didn't want to be liable for any career or life-threatening injuries Sarcastic Simon might face if he competed that night. I get a call from the office later that night telling me tickets are on their way for me and the Midnights to attend the Great Angle Bash and conduct an interview explaining our situation. Guess what? We never got our tickets! But that's life in Josie Baker's OAOAST. I know Josie's been having a hard time lately, like we care, and it would be easy to place blame on her, but the fact of the matter is, this is entirely the fault of the Heavenly Rockers! "YEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!" CORNETTE Here's a team I took under my wing and made something out of, then they leave because their egos got too big and they started to believe the hype, just like all these morons in the stands. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" CORNETTE Tell me, Michael, how were Synth and Logan faring before I got my hands on them, hmm? COLE Well, in our honestly, they were--they were floundering. CORNETTE Exactly. I did what I do best, and that's mold teams into winners. I've done it everywhere I've gone. A lot of people want to look down on the New New Midnight Express, saying the "Midnight Express" franchise is dead. Saying I don't have it anymore. It's about pride, respect and ego. Seeing as though we all just can't get along, let me tell you something, Heavenly Rockers: don't believe the hype. You guys wanna run out from the crowd and thug? Well, brother, I know two guys who'd love to thug right back with you. You may have broken one of Sarcastic Simon's ribs, Heavenly Rockers, but a broken rib is something that'll heal, something you can't say about a broken heart. Isn't that right, Ned? NED You got it, Jimmy. It's no secret the Handsome Hustler's got a sweet tooth for the ladies, and it's no secret my eye tends to wander now and again. But there's something big going down in my life right now, something so big it might tame the Ned Man. Dirtbag -- I mean, Logan, if I were you -- and I wouldn't want to be you because that'd mean I wouldn't be me and who wouldn't want to be me -- I'd watch your girl closely. It seems like she still has feelings for me. Hey, I wouldn't blame her, I have feelings for me too. Ever since her ordeal at School's Out Holly has been making eyes and overtures at me every chance she gets. There was a period when things got rough between us, but we both like it tough. Besides, love hurts. Holly nearly got away from you once, Mann, next time it'll be forever! CORNETTE We've talked about the Heavenly Rockers enough. Now let's talk about the biggest beneficiaries of Simon's injury, the OAOAST version of the Wonder Twins -- the Sk8ter Boiz. You guys won't be able to pound your fists together and turn yourself into any shape or form you want, because once my New New Midnight Express are ready to go, they're gonna break your bones and most of all, Sk8ter Boiz, they're gonna take back what's rightfully theirs and become the first team in OAOAST history to win the World Tag Team Title three-times! NED Hell, we'll even win the HI-YAH International tag team championship just for the hell out it. The Midnights and Corny laugh, Simon grabbing his ribs afterwards. COLE Gentlemen, I'm being told through my headset that OAOAST officials are having to physically restain the Heavenly Rockers from coming out here and confronting you. SIMON Yeah, right. That's just a ploy. They want none of us. Just look at me, I'm living proof they can't fight us one on one. They need a weapon or have to jump us from behind. CORNETTE (glances at his watch) Well, looks like our time is running out. So let me leave you with this, Heavenly Rockers: don't believe the hype. Don't believe those saying we're through. Don't believe those saying you're bound to become World tag team champions. And most of all, keep an eye on that cute little girlfriend of yours, Logan. NED Don't. SIMON Don't. CORNETTE Don't believe the hype. Hahaha! The crowd murmers as Cornette and the Midnights exit...throught the crowd! The murmering is due to the arrival of the SOONER BRUISERS at Sofa Central. COLE I'm sorry gentlemen, you aren't scheduled tooooooo-- Frankie grabs Cole by the collar and shakes him like a ragdoll before throwing him down to the floor. FRANK Shut the hell up, Cole. I do as I please and please who I do. A bunch of pansies come out here bitchin' and moanin' like a woman in bed with the Man of Tomorrow about this and that. I got news for you: if anybody deserves a shot at the tag titles, it's the Sooner Bruisers. We beat the New New Midnight Express. We made the Heavenly Rockers are bitches at School's Out. And... The arena EXPLODES when the HEAVENLY ROCKERS AND HOLLY-WOOD join the Bruisers at Sofa Central. SYNTH Not to breakup the par-tay, but speaking of shutting the hell up, the Mesmerizer gots a bitchin' idea for you: Shut the hell up! FRANK You call yourself the mesmerizer. The only thing mesmerizing about you is... (BEEEEEEEEEEP)! LOGAN HACK JOB! SYNTH BITCHES AND HO'S! COACH HOLLA~! COLE OH, MY! COACH Because 'Boosey doesn't have a catchphrase... DAYUM~! The two teams begin brawling. Frankie and Logan following suit. OAOAST storm out from the back to break it up. THE MARV (Off Screen) You know what? Orgy of wrestling...RIGHT NOW! The camera pans to the staging arena. THE SK8TER BOIZ! "YEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!" HELL MEL Uh-oh. The Marv's feeling froggy, and you won't like him when he's froggy. COLE Aren't you concerned about losing the titles in an impromptu match? MARV From your lips to God's ears. HELL MEL We can only dream of losing the tag titles. That way we'll no longer have sleepless nights thinking about the pain we'll suffer in our next title defense. Oh, the pain. The pain! The Sk8ter Boiz run into the ring, sliding underneath the bottom rope and leap onto the turnbuckles where they start a chant of "LET THEM FIGHT!" A chant the crowd quickly picks up on. CABOOSE Wait a minute. Do I have this right, they actually WANT to fight? COACH Whacky Canadians. COLE Good thing everybody came out in their ring gear. All we need now is a referee. And right on cue, here comes Nick Patrick sprinting out from the back. A huge ROAR goes up as Nick calls for the bell. COACH Oh, yeah, baby boy. We got ourselves a World Tag Team Title match, and it doesn't involve Rosey and the Hurricane. * DING DING DING * The Marv, Logan and Frank waste no time locking up in a three way collar-and-elbow tie-up, all jocking for position. Marv and Logan break and clobber the self-proclaimed "Man of Tomorrow" with rights and left respectively. Frank backed into the corner, where he continues to get pummeled. The Marv and Logan whip him to the corner across the ring. Logan fires Marv off to the corner. Frank moves out, forcing Marv to improvise in mid-air and leap onto the second turnbuckle. As Frank comes out of the corner, he sees Logan waiting with his left hand cocked. He turns around -- The Marv waving and smiling at him from the turnbuckle. COLE The Man of Tomorrow trapped in the ring. Which poison will he choose? Frank turns back around and is rocked by a stinging left hook from Logan Mann. He goes staggering back towards the corner, and The Marv drives him into the mat with a TORNADO DDT from the second turnbuckle! Logan pumps his fists, telling Marv what a great job he did and extends his hand. The Marv gladly accepts and is THROWN over the top rope. Logan makes the cover. COACH Whacky Canadians. ONE... TWO... TH-- NO! The Marv springboards to the top rope from the apron and backflips into the ring, dropkicking Mann in the face and breaking up the pin. SPRINGBOARD BACKFLIP DROPKICK! Marv makes the quick cover on Logan. ONE... TWO... Frank pulls Marv off by the foot, brings him back to his feet and stiffs the hell out of him with a Soonerline (clothesline) that just about rips the head off its shoulders. Nick Patrick, Frankie, Synth and Hell Mel all grimacing after that one. Logan with a double axehandle to the lower back of Frank, followed by a reverse DDT. Sensing his partner may be in trouble "The Psycho Gremlin" Frankie Frankensteiner steps into the ring and grabs Logan from behind. Synth comes to his partner's aid and goes after Frankie, all while Hell Mel stands idle on the apron until realizing he should probably do something to. He isn't sure what, but he knows it should be something. As he ponders what to do, the Sooner Bruisers and Heavenly Rockers engage in a brawl in the ring. On the apron, Hell Mel snaps his fingers and leaps to the top rope. SPRINGBOARD CLOTHESLINE on both the Bruisers and Rockers! CABOOSE Spot monkeys! COACH Only in a zoo, 'Boosey. Or a jungle. COLE Hell Mel helps his brother up and pats him on the back, as if he's saying it's time to go to work. CABOOSE Then what the bloody hell were they doing earlier? The Sk8ter Boiz nail Synth and Frankie with a pair of dropkicks, knocking the Synthmeisters to the outside. He's soon joined by Frankie, who gets clotheslined over the top rope. The Man of Tomorrow and "Usher" Mann then take a crack at the Boiz, and they backdropped over the top for their troubles. For the second time tonight, the Boiz take out both the Bruisers and Heavenly Rockers, this time with stereo TOPES (swing over the top rope and crash onto opponents with cross bodyblock). Frank, the legal man, tossed back inside the ring. The Marv climbs on the apron and comes off the top with a BIG SPLASH onto Frank. ONE... TWO... TH-- NO, Frank BENCH PRESSES The Marv before throwing him over the referee! The master of the 69 catches Marv getting up with a kick to the midsection. Irish whip. The Marv ducks underneath an attempted Soonerline, only for he and Frank to bombed with a MISSLE DROPKICK from Logan Mann! Logan covers Frank. ONE... TWO... KICKOUT! Logan throws Marv back down, and covers him. ONE... TWO... TH-- NO! Logan sprints over to his corner and makes the tag to Synth. The Synthmeister comes in a house afire. Taking Frank and Marv out with clotheslines and dropkicks. He catches the Man of Tomorrow sneaking up from behind with a back kick, then a bodyslam. He runs over to the corner and jumps onto the second turnbuckle. Unbeknownst to him, The Marv tails him and takes the drummer of the Heavenly Rockers down with a second rope ARMDRAG TAKEDOWN. The Marv tags out. Hell Mel stands giddy in the center of the ring apron, waiting for Synth to get up. SPRINGBOARD HURRICARANA! COLE Will this be enough? ONE... TWO... NO! Synth counters into a sunset flip following a stiff KICK to the forehead by Frankie. ONE... TWO... NO, count broken up. Frankie hammers Synth with right hands. Synth fighting back with rights of his own, but they don't have the same impact coming from down on his knees as they would standing up. Frankie whips Synth across the ring, clotheslining him in the corner. He pulls him out and plants him into the canvas with a belly-to-belly suplex. Getting a nearfall. Irish whip reversed. Frank puts the brakes on and kicks a prone Synth in the shoulder with a kick, the bubble gum the Synthmeister was chewing sent flying into the crowd after a Soonerline. Frankie BARKS around Synth, only to be knocked off his feet by a spin heel kick from Hell Mel! In the background, Synth uses the bottom rope to pull himself towards his corner. In the foreground, the Boiz with a double-team suplex. Marv exits. STANDING MOONSAULT by Hell Mel. ONE... TWO... TH-- NO, save made by Logan. Things starting to become heated now, as Logan and Hell Mel trade blows. Frankie tags out, a grinning Frank coming back in. As Logan and Mel continue trading blows, Frank drops to the mat and starts doing pushups. Logan and Mel stop fighting and stare at Frank. The Man of Tomorrow looks up... * WHAM, BAM * ...Hell Mel with a right, Logan with a left! Logan and Mel pummel Frank in the corner. They bring him out, double kneelift, and then shoot him to the ropes. They each grab one of Frank's tree trunk-like arms and take him up for a DOUBLE HIP TOSS -- but he lands on his feet and flips backwards, taking both men down with a pair of Soonerlines! Frank scoopes Logan up, waistlock into an overhead belly-to-belly suplex. Frank tries the same on Mel, but Hell Mel lands on his feet and hits the ropes. He slides through Frank's legs and stuns him with a standing dropkick, spinning Frank around and straight into a SMALL PACKAGE. The crowd rise to their feet in excitement. COLE This is how the Sk8ter Boiz have been winning their matches -- with luck! ONE... TWO... TH-- NO! Hell Mel tags The Marv. The Marv comes in and immediately makes an impact...on the ring...missing a spinning heel kick. Front facelock by Frank, clubbering The Marv in the back with a hard forearm shot, then double underhooking the arms. From the apron, Hell Mel swings over the top rope and onto the second rope in the ring and dives onto Frank with a CROSS BODYBLOCK! He rolls off. The Marv grabs both of Frank's legs and floats over. ONE... TWO... THREE! Logan breaks up the pin a second too late. * DING DING DING DING * COLE BOIZ WIN! BOIZ WIN! BOIZ WIN! CABOOSE Unbelieveable. They did it again! Another win out of nowhere. COACH I ought to take these guys to Vegas with me while their luck is still hot. The Boiz slide out of the ring and grab the belts from Michael Buffer at ringside. Partly disappointed about having to endure more pain in title defenses, but happy they keep going to the pay window. The Sooner Bruisers and Heavenly Rockers look on in shock in the ring. The Marv and Hell Mel run up the aisle slapping hands with the fans and hugging each other, clutching the tag titles tightly. They raise the belts on the rampway and are then attacked by the NEW NEW MIDNIGHT EXPRESS! COLE Damn them! Sarcastic Simon and Narcissistic Ned beating the Sk8ter Boiz with their own tag team titles, damnit. The Heavenly Rockers and Holly rush to the Boiz' aid, running off the NNMX and Cornette, but the damage has been done. The New New Midnight Express have sent a message to the World Tag Team champions. CABOOSE And everybody else who is leaving them for dead. And they've received it loud and clear. Edited June 30, 2005 by Tony149 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
