Hoff 0 Report post Posted July 8, 2005 (edited) Hey, champ, I just had this idea, so I went with it. If it doesn't work, if you had something else planned, then we'll scrap it and run it another week. No big deal. ****************************************************************** [b][color=silver]*BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM~!*[/color][/b] "Black" hits and the arena explodes as out steps HOFF! Clad in blue jeans, sunglasses, and -- interestingly -- a "Silky Smooth" Leon Rodez T-shirt, Hoff beams out at the fans, HIS fans, before throwing a fist in the air and letting out a triumphant scream. COLE WHAT A REACTION for the #1 contender!! Hoff heads down the aisle, stopping near the top as he sees a sign a few rows in. Hoff calls for the sign to be passed his way and the fans oblige. The big man holds the posterboard overhead, the sign reading "[b][color=red]AXEL[/color] [color=blue]HOFF[/color] [color=green]LEON[/color] [color=orange]ZACK[/color]: THE REAL FANTASTIC 4!![/b] COACH I know those guys are my superheroes! CABOOSE Ugh. The big man hands the sign back to its owner and heads down the ramp as his music blares. Once he hits the ring, Hoff hops onto the ropes in the near corner and throws his fist in the air, shouting "YEAH!" as the crowd throws it right back. COLE Well folks, if you missed Battlebowl on Monday night, you missed one hell of an event. Thirty-two of the top superstars in this industry battled it out for the right to face Axel at Angleslam, and when it was all over, it was Hoff on top. CABOOSE He fought hard all night, Cole. I think after me, he was the odds-on favorite, but Leon Rodez and my man, Drek Stone, gave him a run for his money. Hoff climbs off the ropes and grabs a mic from ringside. COACH What about your "main man" Chris Stevens, 'Boozy? How was that? CABOOSE Phew. Excellent. We kicked those crippled guys' asses. COLE Right. Hoff moves the microphone to speak, but the crowd, still cheering, begins to chant his name and the big superstar just laughs and shakes his head. Hoff looks out at the crowd, waiting for them to finally quiet down. HOFF Now.....the first thing I'd like is for everyone to get up, get on your feet....everyone get up, and let's have a round of applause for Leon Rodez. The crowd pops pretty big for the sentiment, and soon the cheers turn into a full-fledged standing ovation for the New Age Love Machine. CABOOSE This is nauseating. It goes against everything I stand for. COLE (clapping) Hoff and Leon Rodez were the final two men in Monday's Battlebowl battle royal, and it could have gone either way at a moment's notice! The applause dies down as Hoff speaks. HOFF Leon....boy, you gave me a run for my money on Monday, and I gotta admit for a second there...just a second...I almost thought you had me. (laughs) But, seriously, Leon -- here's to you, and once I get my title back, you've got a shot anytime you want it. The crowd cheers for the offer, even breaking into a small "LE-ON!" chant. HOFF But Leon, now you know, and everyone knows...the future...has arrived. "YEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!" HOFF Now. On to Angleslam....on to AXEL. The crowd goes WILD at the name of the OAOAST Champion! HOFF Axel...for three months, you and I have been going back and forth about getting it on. About what would happen if we locked horns, if we threw down, one-on-one, mano a mano, for the Heavyweight Championship of the World. And now, the dream is a reality. The match that these people-- "YEEEEEEEEAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!" --these people have been DYING for is going to be a reality. Hoff and Axel, one-on-one, title on the line. And Axel...are you ready? "HOFF! HOFF! HOFF! HOFF! HOFF! HOFF!" HOFF I mean, Axel, are you [i]really[/i] ready? Because I'm not here to play, Axel. I'm not some comedy act, some half-baked giant with magic thumbs. I'm the real thing, just like Coca-Cola, but it ain't gonna be sweet when I get my hands on you, [i]champ.[/i] Oh no, Axel, the friendship is out the window. At Angleslam, I am gonna kick your ass, take your title, and I promise you, you will know that the FUTURE...HAS... [b][color=red]*BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!*[/color][/b] "Death Blooms" hits, and Hoff looks on in surprise as AXEL steps from behind the curtain! The OAOAST Heavyweight Champion looks at Hoff with FIRE~ in his eyes, the title belt gleaming proudly over the shoulder of his trenchcoat. Axel, with dark eyes, looks left, looks right, then... [b][color=red]*FWOOSH~!*[/color][/b] Axel hits the crucifix pose, lighting the ringposts and causing Hoff to jump back! The big man composes himself as the man who's been his best friend and his top rival hits the ring, stepping through the ropes and standing face to face with Hoff. Fortunately for our viewers at home, Axel has brought his own mic. AXEL So. That's how it is, huh, mate? Friendship out the window? You want me that bad? Then take your shot, Hoff. Take your shot right now. Axel sticks his chin out, offering up a nice target for Hoff. The fans buzz, but Hoff takes a step back. The big man takes off his sunglasses and tosses them to the side, pacing as Axel stares him down. HOFF Axel...for the past three months, you've been wearing the title I never should have lost, and through it all, I've had your back. Now, you and I go way back, back to the days of the Thrillogy, of the Bleeding Souls. And we've gone down that road, from bitter enemies to professional rivals...to friends. But through it all, I haven't lied to you once. Not one time. You know, and you have always known, that for me, nothing else means as much as that World Title. NOTHING. So when it comes time to lay it on the line, don't expect me to hold back, [i]mate.[/i] Because I'm bringing it the only way I know how: full speed ahead. Hoff looks Axel hard in the eyes as Axel digests what Hoff has just said. After a brief moment, Axel smirks at Hoff, his eyes unreadable. AXEL So you've had my back, huh, Hoff? Is that right? Then where the hell were you when CWM screwed me out of my title, huh? Where were you when six different people stuck their nose in my business? You weren't looking out for me, or your precious integrity...you were busy christening the evening "The Hoff Show." Hoff chuckles-- AXEL Don't you laugh, mate. Look at me. I asked you a question. Axel steps toward Hoff, getting right in his face, looking more than slightly pissed. Hoff stares at him, then steps back and raises the mic. HOFF You wanna question my integrity, you want to question my loyalty....let me ask YOU a question, Axel. When Drek Stone handed you the World Title on a silver platter, did you give him a phone call, or did you have the courtesy to thank him personally? "OOOOOOOOOOOHHH!!!" Axel's eyes go wide, flashing with anger. He tenses, balling his hands into fists. AXEL IF YOU THINK-- HOFF Here's what I think, CHAMP! I think for a guy who wants nothing to do with Drek Stone, you owe him an awful lot. I think for a guy who claims to be such a bad-ass, you've had an awful lot of help along the way. And I think that if it wasn't for this new youth movement, I'd be out here talking to Tony Brannigan. That's what I think. Axel's eyes narrow, dark and cold, as he fires back. AXEL You wanna know what I think, [i]future?[/i] I think you're the last one to talk. You've had a career because of the Underground. Title reigns bought and paid for by the Thrillogy. Your whole professional life has been on the backs of others, Hoff. And *I* think that if you weren't the luckiest man on Earth, I'd be out here talking to Leon Rodez. That's what *I* think, pal. But I tell you what. You want to question me? Fine. You'd be the last in a long list of people to stab me in the back. Axel, still talking, turns around, facing the aisleway, his back to Hoff. AXEL Go ahead, Hoff. If you really think I'm the big, bad, wolf, here's your chance. If you can't trust me, then take me out. Axel holds his arms out to the sides, his guard nonexistant. The fans are going CRAZY as Hoff eyes his Angleslam opponent with confusion. COLE This is UNREAL!! COACH Is Hoff going to do it? CABOOSE He's a fool not to! This is your Angleslam opponent, guy! TAKE HIM OUT! The audience ROARS as Hoff balls his fist, looking down at it. Hoff looks back at Axel, then back at his fist..... ...and lets it go. HOFF No. "YEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!" Axel turns around, looking genuinely surprised that Hoff didn't just lay into him. CABOOSE What a wimp. Hoff shakes his head, causing Axel to smile. HOFF It ain't gonna be like that. "HOFF! HOFF! HOFF! HOFF! HOFF! HOFF! HOFF! HOFF!" "AX-EL!! AX-EL!! AX-EL!! AX-EL!! AX-EL!! AX-EL!! " HOFF If you say you're not with Drek Stone...that's good enough for me. The crowd ERUPTS as Axel nods!! HOFF But it doesn't change the facts, Axel. At Angleslam, you and I are gonna meet for the Heavyweight Championship of the World. I won't hold back. I know you won't, either. You and me, Hoff and Axel, just like it was meant to be. One for the ages. Hoff steps back...and extends his hand...and Axel accepts to a MONSTROUS ovation!! HOFF And when it's over, Axel? When the dust has settled....when the smoke has cleared...when I have my title back. I promise you...you will know. Axel chuckles. AXEL I'll see you there...friend. "Death Blooms" hits the arena speakers as Axel lets go of Hoff's hand, stepping through the ropes and walking backwards up the ramp. Both men smile half-smiles, but neither one takes his eyes off each other. COLE You can FEEL the electricity in the air!! AXEL!! HOFF!! The OAOAST Title will be decided at Angleslam!! Edited July 8, 2005 by Hoff Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
