Hoff 0 Report post Posted August 13, 2005 (edited) OAOAST HeldDOWN~!! La La once again accompanies our opening video. Let's go to the arena in...wherever...wherever, I can't remember. Whever we are, it's lit up by the FIREWORKS~... The cameras show off the crowd, rabid as always for more action. We then cut to Triple C, ready to go as always. COLE Folks, welcome to a big night on HeldDown. Michael Cole, alongside the Coach and Caboose, and we have a wild night. Our new GM, Calvin Szechstien, is taking charge, and we know that the GPX will take on two men of Cal's choosing! COACH And the X-Division title will be on the line, as PK takes on Crystal! CABOOSE Plus that louse, Stephen Joseph, takes on...ugh. COACH Say it, Boo-boo! CABOOSE ....Joseph takes on The Cow. COACH YEAH~! COLE Also, very important. Tonight we have learned that Axel, our WORLD CHAMPION, is in a meeting with Calvin, and we'll update you on that as the night rolls on. CABOOSE And our Heartland Champ, Alfdogg, has a HUGE announcement as well. I'm excited! Feel my nipples! COLE Maybe later! For now, let's go to the ring! Thought I heard a blackbird sing up on Bluebird Hill Call me a whining boy if you will Born where the sun don’t shine And I don’t deny my name ~”So Many Roads” by the Grateful Dead plays, and Otaku II walks out with Mike Guerriero coming out soon after. Otaku has a Steal Your Face shirt on, but Mike has his Punisher shirt on, as usual. They give out high fives as they walk down to the ring, and when they get to the ring, Otaku gets a microphone from the guys ringside, then hops up onto the apron and holds up the peace sign high. A few old GCW fans cheer, remembering that used to be an Otaku trademark, then he gets into the ring with Guerriero. The music dies down.~ Otaku: Tuesday was the tenth anniversary of Jerry Garcia’s death. Jerry, we hope you finally found your road home. ~A few Deadheads pop at the mention of Garcia.~ Otaku: But, much as I’d love to talk more about Jerry Garcia, there’s something going on in the OAOAST that I’d like to talk about. This supposed uprising against the “Originals.” Drek Stone, let me save you some trouble, I’m not interested in helping you. Where I come from, GCW, we were taught to respect tradition, respect those who have come before us. OAOAST, just like GCW, is built on tradition. To deny the legacy of Zack Malibu or whoever is to deny the credibility of the OAOAST and every single belt in the promotion. It means that when this generation takes the place of Zack Malibu’s, we ask that the next tear us down. It’s cannibalistic. You are going to bring ruin to this promotion. Chew on that, pal. ~The crowd begins to boo, and Otaku looks puzzled, but that’s because Mr. Boricua has come out of the crowd. He clubs the back of Otaku’s head, knocking him down. Puerto Rican walks onto the stage with a mike.~ Puerto Rican: Otaku, get ready to get smashed by the CUBAN WALL~! Cole: Oh my! ~Cuban Wall walks out as Puerto Rican walks into the back. Meanwhile, in the ring, Mike Guerriero has pulled Boricua off Otaku.~ Cole: And Guerriero hits the big belly to belly suplex! ~Guerriero LEAPS~! into the air, to great cheers from the crowd, and then he picks up Boricua.~ Caboose: He wants the Final Judgement! This is totally uncalled for! It’s not right! He’s nothing but a thug, just like the character he admires so much! Cole: Come on, Caboose, Boricua had no right to be involved here! ~Cuban Wall strolls down to the ring, taking his time, jawing off at the fans and flexing his muscles. Guerriero stares down at Wall, but he just gets Otaku to his feet, and rolls Boricua out of the ring before getting out himself. Otaku is shaky on his feet as Wall finally gets into the ring. On the outside, Guerriero pulls up Boricua and drags him backstage to take care of the big Mexican.~ Cole: We have referee in the ring, guess we have a match! ~Cuban Wall warms up by doing some shadowboxing to make Otaku look worse as he gets to his feet after Boricua’s attack. Then, when Otaku is standing, he grabs the guy by the mask and throws him out of the ring!~ Cole: There was no need for that! Caboose: Actually, if you think about it, Cole, he’s letting Otaku get 10 more seconds to gather himself. Cole: After getting thrown head first out of the ring? Yeah, right. ~Cuban Wall isn’t going to give him then more seconds to rest, he’s going to beat Otaku up on the outside. He gives chase, grabbing Otaku by the mask again and slamming his head on the guard rail. Otaku snaps off the rail, and walks into a kick to the midsection by Wall, who sets up a vertical suplex. He lifts up Otaku and holds him up there for several seconds as the referee tries to get them back in the ring. Wall brings him down hard on the mats!~ Cole: Those mats don’t really provide any cushioning, the Cuban Wall basically just suplexed Otaku onto concrete! ~Wall pulls up Otaku and looks to throw Otaku head first into the stairs, but Otaku blocks and Wall ends up slamming into the stairs!~ Caboose: Now why aren’t you complaining about this, Cole? Cole: He just got what he deserved there, Caboose. ~Otaku rolls into the ring, holding his back a bit. However, he climbs up to the top turnbuckle and sees Wall getting to his feet.~ Cole: What is he gonna do? ~Otaku invokes the spirit of Ricky Steamboat with a FLYING CROSSBODY~!~ Cole: WOW! ~Otaku gets up and throws up the peace sign again, and the crowd cheers. Otaku rolls back into the ring and appeals to the fans as Wall recovers on the outside. He finally gets to his feet and rolls in himself. They circle, and then Wall tries to grapple, but Otaku ducks under it and slides through Wall’s legs and hits Wall with a dropkick, which knocks Wall into the ropes, but Wall uses this to his advantage by hitting Otaku with a big boot to the head!~ Caboose: Did you see that? What power by Cuban Wall! What strategy! What a great representative of the Lightening Crew! Cole: Are you getting paid by Puerto Rican or something? Caboose: Wouldn’t you just love to know? ~Otaku holds his head as he gets up, but he sees Wall trying to attack again, and slides in with a drop toe hold! Otaku goes to Wall’s head and looks like he’s trying to set up the Bubblegum Crash, but Wall reverses into a back body drop. Wall pulls up Otaku and whips him into a corner! Wall follows and RIPS~! the Steal Your Face shirt off Otaku to deliver a STIFF CHOP~!~ Cole: That was tasteless! Otaku was wearing that shirt to honor the anniversary of Jerry Garcia’s death! Caboose: Aw, who cares about some old dead hippie? Cole: Where is Coach, anyhow? Coach: ZZZZZZ Cole: Well, that explains it. ~Otaku starts firing back with chops, the Deadheads in the crowd getting behind him, driving Cuban Wall back before whipping Wall into the ropes…~ Cole: SHINING WIZARD BY OTAKU! Caboose: Excited enough, Cole? ~Otaku throws up the peace sign one more time before applying the Sharpshooter!~ Cole: Wall taps! Wall taps out! The camera cuts to The Lightning Crew dressing room. “The Corporate Champion” Tha Puerto Rican is sitting on a couch, while Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez is pacing around the room, holding her neck. MS. LINDSAY GONZALEZ ¡Ese puta! ¡Esa perra! ¡Su y su asshole de un marido! ¡Los odio ambos! ¡Cómo el atrevimiento ellos hace esto a mí! ¡Soy la 1ra señora del equipo del relámpago! ¡Oh, son TAN muertos! ¡No puedo creer esto! ¡Otaku y Ayane! ¡cAmbos aspiran! ¡No puedo esperar hasta que usted golpea el asno de Otaku con el pie en AngleSlam! Ugh. ¡Pissed yo de uno también muchas veces! PRL Lindsay. Lindsay. Calm down. Calm down. LINDSAY I will NOT calm down! I want a match against Ayane! I want a match against Ayane at AngleSlam! PRL You want a one-on-one match against Ayane Mitsui at AngleSlam? LINDSAY Damn right! Uno en uno. I want to get my hands around that little puta’s neck, and just CHOKE the life out of her! PRL Okay. You sure you want to do this? LINDSAY Honey, you’re going to face Otaku at AngleSlam. I think it’s only fair that I face Ayane at AngleSlam. This crap has got to end! Ayane’s been bugging me for far too long! I hope she accepts my challenge. Because if she does, come AngleSlam, I’m going to show her why they call me the Latina Bitch! At AngleSlam, I’m going to take out Ayane once and for all! She is going down! THA PUERTO RICAN Ha! Ha! That’s my girl! No wonder I love you! PRL and Lindsay kiss, and then hug. PRL Don’t worry. Ayane’s going to accept your challenge. At AngleSlam, you’re going to show the whole world why you are the greatest woman wrestler in the OAOAST! LINDSAY Oh yeah. I will. PRL Definitely. And you know why? Because you are my girlfriend. And Tha Puerto Rican only has sex with the best hoes, uh, girls in the world! LINDSAY Girls? PRL I mean girl! Girl! I only have sex with you. No one else. You’re my only girlfriend. No one else. LINDSAY Oh. PRL and Lindsay hug. The camera catches PRL wiping sweat off his forehead. PRL Phew. *commercial* Edited August 13, 2005 by Hoff Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Hoff 0 Report post Posted August 13, 2005 The camera cuts to the parking lot backstage. A nice black limousine is shown arriving. The camera does a close-up of the license plate, which reads: LCREW 1 The limousine door opens, and the camera pans up to reveal…VITAMIN X! CROWD BOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! VX walks up to the limo driver. VITAMIN X Try to drive better next time. I almost spilled wine on my shirt. DRIVER Sorry, sir. VITAMIN X Well, you still deserve a tip. Vitamin X reaches into his right pocket. VITAMIN X Here you go. DRIVER A penny!? VITAMIN X Just be glad I gave you a tip, sunshine. You almost ruined my $800 shirt! The driver gets back into the limo cursing under his breath. X just smiles at him. VITAMIN X Oh snap! I almost forgot! X heads back into the limo, and comes out with the hubcap he stole from the El Camino! VITAMIN X Can’t come to the ring without this! HA! HA! HA! VX kisses the hubcap, and then starts walking with a smirk on his face. COLE Vitamin X is here in the Georgia Dome! COACH Why did he arrive by himself? The Lightning Crew is already here! CABOOSE Because Vitamin X travels in style! The Lightning Crew may have The Lightning Crew Mobile, but X would rather ride in limos, jet planes, and Its. And you can bet that limo is very expensive! COLE Vitamin X is here, and we got a lot more HeldDOWN~! to come! Stay with us! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Hoff 0 Report post Posted August 13, 2005 Backstage, Josh "J Math" Matthews is standing by with the two newest Upstarts in the OAOAST, Christian Wright and HI-YAH Heavyweight Champion Bohemoth. MATTHEWS Okay, Christian...what we saw last week on your part was shocking to say the least. You and Bohemoth joined forces with Drek Stone and The Global Party Exchange to beat down Black T. But, before we get to that, there's a question that you need to answer. Namely, the challenge made by Leon Rodez last week. He wants you at Angleslam...the question is, are you going to accept? WRIGHT I would love to accept Leon Rodez's challenge towards me. However... MATTHEWS However? WRIGHT However, meaning 'in whatever manner or degree, nevertheless, in any degree'...I unfortunately am not able to do so. For you see, last week, if you review the footage you will discover that I tragically suffered an injury that will keep me out of action for the foreseeable future. MATTHEWS You're trying to say that you got injured last week from sneak attacking Black T? WRIGHT No no. The injury occured soon afterwards. In his evident frustration, Drek Stone obtained a cup of coffee and hurled it to the ground in close proximity to myself. I slipped on the coffee, tearing my MCL. *points out kneebrace* So, unfortunate as it may be, Leon Rodez, I cannot commit to a match with you at this point. However, having spoken to doctors and physicians at length in the past week, I have been given suitable recovery times. And, if the offer were to be extended again in...3, 4...maybe 5 months, I will gladly accept. Josh doesn't know what to make of any of this...until, suddenly, GM Calvin Szechstein has arrived! CALVIN I didn't understand a word of what you just said, so forgive me if I missed anything. But, you're telling me that you've torn your ACL? WRIGHT Yes Mr Szechstein, that is unfortunately true. CALVIN Really? WRIGHT Yes. Bohemoth tries to point something out to Wright, but apparantly isn't heard. CALVIN So...you have a torn ACL...AND, a torn MCL? WRIGHT Wh...Wha...? CALVIN You said you tore your MCL, but now you're saying you tore your ACL. Call me suspicious, but something stinks around here. No note has been recieved from your doctor. No word has come from you to head office not to be booked on house shows or HeldDOWN. Hell, I swear I saw you drive out of the arena last week. With a torn MCL and a torn ACL. So, if you're gutsy enough to drive a car with such 'serious' 'injuries'...then, I'm sure you can manage to compete at Angleslam against Leon Rodez. WRIGHT I don... CALVIN Infact, let me rephrase that. I hope you can manage to compete at Angleslam, against Leon Rodez. Because as new GM, I want Angleslam to be the greatest show of the year, hands down. I want my first PPV in control to blow all others out of the water. Matches like you versus Leon Rodez can do that. So, I'm going over your head here Christian, I'm forgoing the whole 'Guy makes challenge, other guy accepts' deal. Officially, as of right now, I'm booking that match for Angleslam. Leon Rodez versus Christian Wright...is on...at Angleslam. Cal begins to walk off, but smiles and turns back around. CALVIN Oh, and...get well soon. Off walks Calvin, leaving Wright fuming. Angrily, Wright tears off his fake kneebrace and hurls it off camera. WRIGHT Fine. In that case...I'll take Leon Rodez on at Angleslam. And he will regret the day that he dared challenge me! *cut to Sofa Central~* COLE Christian Wright getting a little of what he deserves! CABOOSE Bah. Screw you, Cole. COLE Narcissistic Ned vs. Holly-Wood is coming up next. Split-screen: Tony Schiavone in the locker room with the New New Midnight Express and Jim Cornette; Josh Matthews at the backstage interview position with Holly-Wood and the Heavenly Rockers. COLE (CONT'D) But before we go to the ring, Tony Schiavone and Josh Matthews are standing by with the people involved. Let's hear some last minute comments from Narcissisitic Ned and Holly-Wood. We'll start first with Tony Schiavone, who's with Narcissistic Ned. Tony? CUT TO: Tony and Ned in the locker room. Sarcastic Simon and Jim Cornette, both men dressed to the nines in tuxedos -- a flamboyant tuxedo in Corny's case, breaking out the black and gold longtail tux -- also in the room. SCHIAVONE Along with Narcissistic Ned, I'm also joined by Sarcastic Simon and Jim Cornette. Ned, you've been waiting for this opportunity for quite some time now. For months we've seen you on OAOAST chasing Holly, and despite her many rejections you've kept hounding and hassling her and the Heavenly Rockers. Tonight it all ends one way or the other. If you win, Holly must sleep with you. If she wins, however, then you must stay out of her and the Heavenly Rockers affairs. NED It wasn't rejection, Tony, rather a classic game of hard to get. George Washington, J.F.K., and Martin Luther King all fought for man. I join them tonight in fighting for man and for the hand of the lovely Ms. Holly-Wood. You see, Holly, honey bunny, the sexual tension between has finally reached its climax. I see that twinkle in your eye when you hear my name. You want me. Who can blame you? Every woman wants a piece of the Ned-man. But only a select few have that opportunity. Of course those women didn't step inside a ring to fight for that honor, but I'll go along with your foreplay request. And that's what our match really is -- foreplay. The real funs begins after hours at the Hilton. SCHIAVONE You act like this is a foregone conclusion. NED It is. SCHIAVONE (CONT'D) Let me remind you, Holly is a former Women's Champion. She knows how to handle herself in the ring. NED I don't deny that. But I also don't deny she's in for one rough night. Don't worry, baby, I won't need your face to have fun with you when we're on that king size bed. The springs have been reinforced. The champagne is on ice. You're probably on the pill, so I'll just throw out the rubbers. After I pin you, we'll go straight to the hotel and room 469. Love conquers all. And we'll be conquering each other. See ya in the ring, then in the hotel, sweetcheeks. Ned and company exit. SCHIAVONE Let's go to Josh Matthews with Holly-Wood. CUT TO: Josh Matthews with Holly-Wood and the Heavenly Rockers at the backstage interview position (a OAOAST backdrop). Logan and Holly standing side-by-side, his arm around her. He's the nervous one. JOSH Thank you, Tony Schiavone. I'm standing here with the woman who will face Narcissistic Ned in a matter of moments, Holly-Wood. Holly, we're just seconds away from without question the biggest match of your life. If you beat Ned he promises to leave you and the Heavenly Rockers alone forever. What are your thoughts heading into this big match? HOLLY My only thought is kicking Ned's ass! That son-of-a-bitch has put me and the people I care for through hell. Why? Just because I won't sleep with him. What kind of a reason is that? When I go to bed at night, I think to myself: "What would have happened if this had occurred in the WWE?" We'd probably be feuding over spilled coffee, thus saving me 8 months of hell. SYNTH But the OAOAST knows how to bring the drama for everyone and their mama. HOLLY Cancel the hotel reservations, Neddy, because after tonight I'll never have to deal with you again. And once I'm done with you, Ned, then I'm moving on to Jim Cornette. Outside of Ned, Cornette has been a thorn in my side. Well, Jamie, if you try any funny business I got a little something just for you. The nightmare ends tonight! Then it's onto winning the World tag team championship. Count on it. SYNTH Deal with that ya'll mutha'f...! JOSH Let's go to the ring. BUFFER The following contest is set for one fall. Under the rules agreed upon by both participants, if Narcissistic Ned wins he will get Holly-Wood for the night; if Holly wins then Ned must leave her and the Heavenly Rockers alone forever. And, ladies and gentlemen, I have just been informed that the respective parties for each competitor have been BANNED from ringside! COLE Excellent call by our new General Manager. COACH Awww. What kind of a threat is Jim Cornette? COLE That tennis racket of his is. BUFFER Introducing first, from Beverly Hills, California, weighing 240 pounds, "the Handsome Hustler" Narcissistic Ned! "Chase" hits, the crowd rising to their feet and booing the appearance of a solo Narcissistic Ned. The Handsome Hustler walks to the ring with a swagger, climbing up the ring steps and swing over the top rope and landing perfectly on both feet in the ring. He walks over to a corner, making an "X" with his forearms, and removes his silver NNMX vest. He faces the entranceway, stretching his arms and legs. BUFFER And his opponent. From Hollywood, California, weighing enough to kick your ass, Arista Records publicist for the greatest rock 'n' wrestling band of all-time, the Heavenly Rockers...HOLLY-WOOOOOD! "YEEEAAAHHH!" We cut backstage, where Holly is stopped at the gorilla position by Logan Mann. LOGAN Hey, uh, Holly...I, um, wanted to do this in private, but, you know... Aw, damn, why must I suck at letting my feelings be known? I can write a song about sex, drugs and roll 'n' roll, but I can't express my feelings to you. HOLLY Then write a song and tell me. LOGAN I thought of that, but it seems too WWE. I wanted this to be a special moment just between you and me, but then I remembered how much you love watching "A Wedding Story" on TLC, and with all the camers around, it may be kinda fun to do it like that. Unlike Synth, this is my first time doing this. I've been wanting to give you this since last week, but everytime I tell myself to suck it up and just give it to you, well, you know, the butterflies get to me. (takes deep breath) Look, I don't know what's going to happen in the next 5, 10, however many minutes it takes for your match, but whatever the outcome, I want you to know I...I... HOLLY (happily) Yes? LOGAN (CONT'D) ...want to give this to you now. Here you go. Logan hands Holly a gift-wrapped heart-shaped box. Holly gasps, her eyes lighting up. She tears apart the gift-wrap and opens the box. She pulls out... ...a RING. But not the ring she was expecting. HOLLY (disappointed) Oh. LOGAN It's a friendship ring. Friends forever. HOLLY I just had a flashback to a Saved by the Bell epsiode there. LOGAN Heh. Synth's been in the back watching his VHS copies. HOLLY Didn't he buy the DVD box set? LOGAN Yeah, but he says Dustin Diamond asked to borrow it and never returned it. So, uh, do you like the ring. I couldn't help to notice you seemed a bit disappointed. HOLLY Oh, no. I love it. Love it, love it, love it. Thank you. Kiss. TERRY TAYLOR (Off-Screen) Come on, Holly, we don't have all night. HOLLY & LOGAN Shut up, rooster! HOLLY Well, I better go. LOGAN Yeah. Holly climbs up the stairs. LOGAN Holly. HOLLY Yeah? LOGAN Before you go out there I want you to know that I...I... HOLLY Got me another present? LOGAN No. I, um... Good luck out there, girl. Heh. I should really come up with some cute nickname for you. I know you hated the last one. HOLLY Calling a woman "bitch," no matter how much love it's intended to have, doesn't exactly make a girl feel warm and fuzzy on the inside. LOGAN Yeah, I know. Good luck. I'll -- We'll be watching. The two kiss and Holly leaves for the ring. We cut back to the arena and Holly walks out onstage to a huge ovation, looking focused as ever. As she nears the ring, Narcissistic Ned rushes over and holds the ropes up for her. Holly walks away and tries entering from another side of the ring, but she is once again met by Ned. COLE Ned stalking Holly. Why can't that narcissistic bastard understand she doesn't want him? Holly ingores Ned's gesture and walks over to another side of the ring. And Ned meets her there, too. Holly finally loses her cool -- flipping Ned off to a loud pop. Narcissistic Ned throws his hands up and shrugs, backing away from the ropes. CABOOSE Why did she have to do that? The guy's trying to be a gentleman, but she isn't responding like a lady. Holly removes her leather biker jacket and tosses it aside, sliding underneath the bottom rope and loosening up in the corner -- jogging in place, pulling back on the ropes, etc. With both competitors in netural corners, Nick Patrick calls for the bell. * DING DING * They both walk up to the center of the ring. Narcissistic Ned acting like his usual arrogant self. The two exchange words, with Ned playfully squeezing Holly's left cheek. She sarcastically smiles, then grits her teeth and decks Ned with a forearm smash! Holly floats back to the corner after having stung like a bee. Ned, eyes wide, uses the ropes to pull himself up to a knee, massaging his jaw. "YOU GOT SERVED!" "YOU GOT SERVED!" "YOU GOT SERVED!" COLE It's been awhile since we've heard that chant. CABOOSE I could've waited awhile longer. Blanchard rises to his feet, shaking off the cobwebs. Embarrssed, Narcissistic Ned leaps to the center of the ring, stomping the mat with both feet, telling Holly to come over and lockup. COLE Ned very eager to lockup. CABOOSE I'd be eager, too, if Holly were my opponent. COACH We're gonna see how rough Holly likes it now. Collar-and-elbow tie-up, Narcissistic Ned going behind and riding Holly like a mechanical bull, smiling as he blows in her ear. Holly stuns Blanchard with a reverse elbow to the right temple and countering the waistlock into a hammerlock. It doesn't take Narcissistic Ned long to counter into a hammerlock of his own. Twisting the arm, Blanchard makes sure to keep his head pressed against Holly's back, making sure she wouldn't be able to connect with any more back elbows. Holly sticks her right leg between Ned's and takes him down to the mat with a drop toehold, then floats over the top into a front facelock. Blanchard pops back to his feet, backing Holly-Wood in the corner, pressing all his weight against her. Nick Patrick asking for a clean break. Ned lowers his head, placing his forarms on Holly's chest. He slowly raises his head up and then JIGGLES Holly's breasts. "OOOOOOOOOOO!" Ned backs away, smirking. COACH I guess we're still in the "feeling out" period, fellas. Holly scowls. She SPITS her wad of GUM in Ned's face and SLAPS him. That's only the beginning of her onslaught. She SPEARS Ned to the mat and buries the knee into the groin, hammering the Handsome Hustler with hard forearm smashes to the face. Ned grabs Holly by the throat and SLAPS her. COACH Ha! That gets her off. COLE Would you stop! You've spent the past two weeks spouting off one-liners with double meanings. Call the damn match. CABOOSE Looks who's talking. Narcissistic Ned measures up and viciously kicks Holly in the ribs, stomping her on the back of the head as she rolls away. Ned drops down and CHOKES Holly, using his free hand to SLAP her. "You want him over me, bitch?" Ned says, shaking uncontrollably as he continues choking Holly. Nick Patrick physically pulls Ned off Holly. Blanchard gets up and shoves Patrick, who immediately warns of a DQ if Ned gets too physical. Holly picks herself up in the corner. Blanchard nailing her from behind with a running knee to the spine of the back that sends the Arista Records publicst crashing sternum-first into the corner. Holly rests her head on the top turnbuckle, moaning. Ned grabs Holly's hand, locating the index finger and... COLE Ned BITING Holly's finger! COACH Uh, Mikey, he's not biting her finger. COLE Then what is that bastard doing? COACH He's... ...SUCKING HOLLY'S FINGER! COLE How disgusting! Not only has Narcissistic Ned fondled Holly in this match, he's getting...pardon me...kinky. Holly GOUGES the eyes, Ned quickly responding with a shot to the gut. He pulls Holly out of the corner just to throw her back in. Ned steps back and goes all Karate Kid on us, getting in his karate stance and kicking Holly in her temples with both feet. J.R. Van Dam-- I mean, Narcissistic Ned punishing Holly-Wood with those edcuated feet. Pointing in the air, Blanchard takes a giant step back. Sidekick-- No, Holly catches Ned's foot coming in! The crowd -- and Ned, for that matter -- waiting for Holly to make her move. Ned putting his hands together, begging the crowd to reason with Holly. The crowd full of sinners roar in approval as Holly-Wood takes Ned over with a DRAGON SCREW LEGWHIP! Blanchard getting up holding his knee. Holly off the ropes with a dropkick to that very knee. Holly tries whipping Ned to the ropes, but his knee gives out. Narcissistic Ned waistlocked, Holly lifting him up in the air and dropping the Handsome Hustler on his tailbone on her knee. Inverted atomic drop. Ned freezes, wincing in pain. Another inverted atmoic drop. Holly takes Ned up for a third. Ned jumping in place from the pain, then grabs his knee. COACH Poor Handsome Hustler. First the knee, then the family jewels, and back to the knee again. COLE Somehow I doubt you'll find a lot of concern folks for Narcissistic Ned. Holly hits the ropes and levels Ned with a clothesline. She picks him up by the hair and successively rams him into the top turnbuckle. ONE... TWO... THREE... FOUR... FIVE... SIX... SEVEN... EIGHT... NINE... Holly puts her BOOT up on the top turnbuckle... ...TEN! Ned stumbles out of the corner, groggy, and drops on all-fours, placing his forehead on the mat due to exhaustion. Holly gives the Handsome Hustler a taste of his own medicine, kicking him in the ribs. Narcissistic Ned rolls to the corner, clutching his ribs. Holly brings him to his feet and shoves him into the corner. She rubs her hands seductively on Ned's chest. HOLLY Do you like that, baby? NED (smiling) Oh, yeah. Give it to me all, honey bunny. Holly stops rubbing Ned's chest, his eyes widening as he sees Holly bring her hand back and then forward. * CHOP * "WHOOOOOOOOOO!" Ned grabbing his chest, crying out. Holly punches him in the gut, causing Ned to lower his guard. * CHOP * "WHOOOOOOOOOO!" * CHOP * "WHOOOOOOOOOO!" Blanchard whipped across the ring. He bounces hard out of the corner and straight into a bodydrop! He crawls to the ropes and pulls himself up. He turns around and... ...Holly CLOTHESLINES him over the top to the floor! Holly-Wood powerwalks around the ring, slapping the ropes with enthusiasm. She steps out on the apron, placing her finger across her mouth, asking the fans to stay quiet as attempts to catch Ned by surprise. The only person caught by surprise is Holly, herself, as the Handsome Hustler catches her diving off the apron and RAMS her back-first into the RINGPOST! COLE Oh, my God! Holly may be hurt. She may be seriously hurt. She tried coming off the apron with a diving clothesline, but Ned caught her mid-air and drove her into the ringpost. I'm not sure if she can recover from this. This may be too much for her to overcome. CABOOSE High-risk, high reward. If she would've hit the move chances are she could have thrown Ned back into the ring and finish him off. Heh, I sounded like Coachman there for a minute. But now it's gonna be Narcissistic Ned who finishes Holly. COLE I understand we have footage from the back of Holly's boyfriend, Logan Mann, reacting from what we just saw. MOMENTS AGO A small box appears in the left-hand corner of the screen. Logan and Synth watching from the monitor in their dressing room. Logan lowers his head into both hands as Holly is drilled into the ringpost. Synth tries keeping him upbeat by patting him on the back. COLE This has gotta be tough on Logan, only being able to watch from the sidelines. COACH Oh, man, this is great. Not only will he finish her off now, but he'll be finishing off on her -- or in her, because we know how Holly likes it -- later tonight. You think the Ned-man would let me watch. We're close, you know. COLE What the hell is wrong with you?! Are you sexually repressed or something? If you keep acting like this pretty soon it'll be Jerry Lawler sitting in your chair. COACH No, no. Not Lawler. I'll be good. I'll be good. COLE Holly tossed back in. She tries buying herself some time by rolling across the ring and falling to the floor. Narcissistic Ned just getting back in himself. Now he has to walk all the way to the other side and stepping back out. Holly picked up by her hair, Ned copping a feel as he places her on the apron. Narcissistic Ned slides back in and pulls Holly up on the apron. COLE Don't tell me he's gonna... COACH Yes! DOUBLE UNDERHOOK SUPLEX from the ring apron back inside the ring! Narcissistic Ned rolls through and puts Holly in a sitting double underhook. Nick Patrick asking Holly if she wants to quit, prompting a "HELL, NO!" "YEEEAAAHHH!" "Oh, she wants me," Ned tells Nick Patrick, who looks back at him with a whatever-type of expression on his face. Nick wipes the sweat off his brow and asks Holly again. He gets the same reply and now just waits and see along with the rest of us. Holly turns the other cheek, grimacing, as Ned KISSES her on her neck. COLE What arrogance from Narcissistic Ned. COACH Come on, Mikey. Look at Tommy Lee. That dude has banged Heather-freaking-Locklear and Pamala Anderson. Chicks dig bad boys. COLE Both of those marriages ended in divorce. CABOOSE And a case of Hepatitis C for Pam. The fans clap and stomp their feet in support of Holly. "HOLLY!" "HOLLY!" "HOLLY!" The crowd support and Ned's taking liberties fires Holly up. She rises up to a knee. Then a second. Sensing he's in danger Narcissistic Ned throws KNEES to Holly's face. She switching putting her knees up to lessen the impact of the blow. Unfortunately for Ned, the knee that got worked over earlier in the match collides with Holly's, allowing her to take him up and over -- all of Holly's weight crashing down on top of him. CABOOSE That's the move Larry Zbyszko used to beat Lord Steven Regal with at Slamboree 1994. I remember this vividly because England went into a brief depression after that and when his Lordship lost the World Television Title. COLE It's a test of strength now. Can Holly hold on? ONE... TWO... TH-- NO! COLE Oh, my! Blanchard just managed to break free. Narcissistic Ned is the first to get back to his feet. He charges Holly with his arm outstretched, but Holly ducks under and hits the ropes, taking Blanchard off his feet with a SPINNING HEEL KICK! Narcissistic Ned quickly rises to his feet -- but Holly rolls him up in a SMALL PACKAGE. ONE... TWO... TH-- KICKOUT! COLE The crowd gasps again, as Holly was half-a-count away from riding herself and the Heavenly Rockers of Narcissistic Ned endless overtures forever. Ned taken off his feet again, this time courtest of a shoulderblock. Holly dives on top, but Blanchard kicks out at two. Holly-Wood hits the far side of the ring, picking up a full head of steam and connecting perfectly with CROSS BODYBLOCK! ONE... TWO... TH-- NO, KICKOUT! Side headlock takeover, Ned scissoring the head, keeping Holly's head stuff down near his crotch. Holly rolls over and loosens the tight grip the Handsome Hustler has on her, getting to a vertical base and spinning around. She floats on top of Blanchard. The crowd "oohing" and "aahing" as Narcissistic Ned BRIDGES UP and goes for a BACKSLIDE -- but Holly flips back over, grabs a front facelock and hits PERCUSSION (DDT)! Ned's head bouncing off the mat, but more importantly, his body landing near the ropes. Holly crawls over and covers Ned, hooking the near leg. ONE... TWO... TH-- NO, FOOT ON THE ROPES! COACH (deep breathe) I don't know how much longer the crowd has before they pass out. I don't know how much longer I have. COLE Oh! Holly was just ONE FOOT away from having her 8 month long nightmare come to an end. CABOOSE When your adreanline mixes with emotion it leads to mental mistakes. And that's what we just saw. Instead of hooking the the far leg, the one closest to the ropes, she hooked the near. It allowed Ned to put the foot on the rope. I think she took Percussion for granted. Every wrestler has their go-to move, the one that once you hit you know it's over. Percussion is more of a luxery to Holly considering she prefers the Hollywood Groove or Rodeo Driver, but when you take into consideration that she trains with the Heavenly Rockers, who may have the best DDT in the sport, you know she knows how to use it. Holly scoopes Ned up and slams him in the center of the ring. She points to the top, taking a moment to soak in the cheers from the fans, and mocks Narcissistic Ned by STUTTER-STRUTING to the corner. From the inside of the ring and her back facing Ned, Holly starts climbing up to the top. Narcissistic Ned gets up holding the top of his head, and catches Holly going up, pounding the back of her neck with forearms. Blanchard positions himself on the middle rope and BACK SUPLEXES Holly to the mat! ONE... TWO... TH-- NO! Holly just gets the shoulder up. Ned now zooming in on the back, wearing it down for his Slingshot Suplex. Blanchard driving the knee repeatedly in the spine of the back, wrenching on the neck. In pain, Holly refuses to quit. There's too much riding on this to quit. She summons for the crowd, stomping the heel of her boot on the mat. The cheers get Holly going. She fights back to her feet, throwing a couple of elbows in the ribs of Ned. She tries whipping him to the ropes, but Ned stays in control by reeling Holly back in by her hair. Ned drops Holly with an elbow to the back. Blanchard calls for the SLINGSHOT SUPLEX. He hits it! But instead of covering Holly, he picks her up and places her in a BEARHUG. He stuffs his head between Holly's breasts, shaking her wildly, THRUSTING UP, smiling. COLE Ah, this guy is a world-class ass-- I'm sorry, fans. I shouldn't be talking like that, but Ned -- the man's a class-A jerk. He had her beat, but instead of getting the 1-2-3 he wants to dish out some more pain. COACH I've never seen a more exciting bearhug in my life. I saw it right there! COLE She didn't quit. COACH I know. I saw her say, "Take me here, Ned. Take me right now. I want you, Neddy Bear." COLE The hell she did! "HOLLY!" "HOLLY!" "HOLLY!" COLE The fans won't let Holly give up. But she's beginning to go down. COACH ... COLE Don't. COACH Nick Patrick raises Holly's arm up once. It goes down. Twice. It goes down again. COLE If it falls here, it's over. NO! Holly keeps the arm up. She fights out of the bearhug with forearms to the face. She hits the ropes for some steam, ducking under a leapfrog. Ned caught coming off the ropes with a hip toss. Lateral press. ONE... KICKOUT! COLE It was nearly over there. Ned takes Holly to the canvas with a double-leg takedown. Ned sliding down Holly, pinning her in a very compromising position! COACH I've seen guys be pinned like that before. Get your head out of the gutter, Michael Cole. ONE... SHOULDER UP! Holly got the shoulder up. Still in that compromising position, Ned then holds down Holly's left hand. ONE... SHOULDER UP AGAIN! Now Ned holds both hands down. ONE... TWO... NO! COLE Oh, what great strength. Holly BRIDGING UP ON HER NECK with all of Ned's weight down on top of her. COACH Later tonight, not only will Ned be on top of her, he'll be in her! COLE COACH I'm sorry. I had to say. Ned jumps up and crashes all his weight down on Holly. ONE... TWO... NO! Holly bridges out. Ned jumps back up...and lands on Holly's SHINS! Holly rolls back and front facelocks Ned. RODEO DRIVER, twisting fisherman's suplex! COLE THIS IS IT! ONE... COLE No, I take that back. Competitiors are jixed when the announcer says that. COACH No, you're right, Mikey. It's over. TWO... TH-- NO, KICKOUT! COACH Holly scoopes him up and slams Ned in the center of the ring. She goes up to the top, her back facing Ned. COLE I sure hope she knows what she's doing here. It didn't work out for her last time. As Holly balances herself on the top, Ned gets up and waits for here to come off. Holly leaps backwards, and Ned catches her in mid-air and has her set for a TOMBSTONE PILDRIVER. But instead of spiking her in the mat, he wastes his time making sexual gestures -- sticking his tongue out, etc. COLE What an ass! COACH It sure is. I wonder if its tan or pale. A couple of the boys and I were wondering about that. COLE You're an ass too. Still showboating, Holly HEADBUTTS Ned upside down in the GROIN! She keeps doing so until she's able to roll Ned over in a modified victory roll, and gets back to her feet, the crowd cheering wildly as she puts Ned in the HOLLYWOOD GROOVE, a/k/a the Liontamer! COLE SHE HAS IT LOCKED IN! SHE HAS IT ON! Ned's gonna quit. Sarcastic Simon and Jim Cornette rush out from the back to aid Ned. COLE Wait a minute. They're supposed to be banned from ringside. What the hell are they doing out here? We need security out here, damnit! "YEEEEEEAAAAAHHHHH!" COLE Oh, yeah! We got some heavy security coming out here with the permission of our esteem General Manager. COACH This is a disgrace! THE HEAVENLY ROCKERS catch up with Singleton and Cornette. Synth and Logan bring Simon and James E. together. DOUBLE COCONUT! Seeing what has happened on the AngleTron, Narcissistic Ned can no longer hold on and GIVES UP! * DING DING DING DING * "YEEEEEEAAAAAHHHHHHH!" Holly lets go. Narcissistic Ned rolls out of the ring, holding his back. A group of women jumping out of their ringside seats, crying in joy. COLE SHE DID IT! SHE DID IT! SHE DID IT! Holly has freed herself and the Heavenly Rockers from that jerk Narcissistic Ned! The Heavenly Rockers embrace Holly mid-ring. The 3 sharing a group hug. Synth leaves Holly and Logan alone, the two taking a much deserved moment to kiss. They hug. The crowd continuing to cheer like crazy in the background. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the winner...HOLLY-WOOOOOD! Narcissistic Ned must now stay out of Holly's and the Heavenly Rockers' affairs FOR...EVER! "YEEEEEAAAAAHHHHH!" The New New Midnight Express and Jim Cornette strike from behind. Holly going down from a Jim Cornette TENNIS RACKET shot. Synth thrown over the top. The Midnights working over Logan. Blanchard picks Mann up and holds him for Cornette. Cornette taps the racket on the mat and cocks it back and... * BOOM * ...nails NARCISSISTIC NED! Logan ducked! Synth slides back into the ring catches a shock Sarcastic Simon by surprise with a kick to the gut and places him in a front facelock. Logan reels Ned in. A double case of PERCUSSION (DDT)! They then turn their attention to Jim Cornette. James E. putting both hands up, begging for mercy. He doesn't know Holly-Wood is standing behind him. He keeps backing away. Still backing...backing... * BUMP * He turns around -- knee to the gut. Cornette doubles over, Holly locking him in a front facelock. She twirls his finger in the air, signaling for... ...PERCUSSION! "YEEEEEAAAAAHHHHH!" But she isn't done yet. She asks the fans if she should do it again. COACH Don't these people have any compassion? PERCUSSION! One more? "YEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" PERCUSSION! COACH James E. might be hurt. COLE Oh, that's too bad. I'll be sure to say a prayer for him tonight. COACH (sarcastically) How kind of you, M.C. The crowd pops loudly one more time, as "G's & Soliders" hits. Synth and Logan stand beside Holly, raising her hand in the air. The trio exit, slapping hands with their fans. They look over at the AngleTron and see the Midnights and Cornette laid out in the ring. COLE The nightmare is over. Holly-Wood and the Heavenly Rockers are free. I'm sure they're gonna have a big bash later tonight. HeldDOWN continutes after these words from our sponsers. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Hoff 0 Report post Posted August 13, 2005 We cut backstage to the locker room, Jesse Ventura ducking out of the way of various objects -- luggage, chairs, etc. -- being thrown by Narcissistic Ned. Ned slams a chair to the floor, growling. VENTURA Ned, what happened out there? It seemed like you had everything in control. You gotta be upset with the result? NED Upset?! I'm not upset, Jesse. As a matter of fact, I'm thrilled! VENTURA Thrilled? NED The Ned-man doesn't deserve sloppy seconds. Why buy a used car when you can get one just out of the assembly line? While Holly and the Heavenly Rockers are off celebrating, they opened up a whole new can of worms when they attacked a defensiveless man in Jim Cornette. You've once again showed your pettiness in causing pain to those you want, Holly. It isn't sexual this time, but rather intellectual. You wish you had the mind for business like Jimmy does. Because of you he's in the trainer's room being looked over by a team of doctors, possibily having suffered a serious neck injury. The OAOAST isn't big enough for the both of us. So how 'bout we raise the stakes a little, huh? VENTURA Wait a minute, Ned. I gotta remind you, because of your loss you're no longer allowed to get involved in the Heavenly Rockers' affairs. NED Oh, but I think this is one affair they'll be very interested in getting involved in, Jess. Last week Holly said she was willing to risk it all to put an end to her so-called "nightmare." I know how much they hate our guts, that's why we come to them this week willing to risk it all. If you accept our tag team match for next week, Synth and Logan, and our able to beat us 1-2-3, then myself, Simon and Jimmy will leave the OAOAST for life! "YEEEEAAAAAHHHHH!" VENTURA That's a helluva lot you all would be risking, Ned. Are you sure about that? NED We're going all in. If they can hold us down for those 3 seconds it takes to win, we'll leave for life. There's a catch, however. We want this done inside a...STEEL CAGE. Men's manhoods are at stake now. If we're going to lose, we're going to do so as men. Enough of the woman. Enough of the soap opera B.S. It's a man's fight now. Narcissistic Ned exits. VENTURA Unbelieveable! The New New Midnight Express have challenged to the Heavenly Rockers to a match, where if the Midnights lose, they say they'll leave the OAOAST for life. And they want it inside a STEEL CAGE! I'm being told through my earpiece that pretty boy Matthews is with the Heavenly Rockers in their dressing room. Joshie? CUT TO: Heavenly Rockers and Holly-Wood celebrating in the dressing room with a bottle of champagne. Loud rock 'n' roll music playing in the background. JOSH I can barely hear you, Jesse, but thank you. Holly, congratulations on the big win. HOLLY A girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do. LOGAN And all Ned's gonna be doin' tonight is his right hand. SYNTH (slurred speech) A jack-off jacking off! LOGAN Excuse the Synthmeister, Josh, he gets drunk easily. JOSH I'm sure the party has just begun. But I was with you guys as you heard the challenged issued by the New New Midnight Express. They want you two inside a steel cage next week. LOGAN Did they say they'd leave for life, J-Math? JOSH For life. LOGAN There's nothing more I'd like in the world -- besides having Holly by my side, of course -- than seeing the New New Midnight Express and their con-artist manager Jim Cornette out of the OAOAST. I don't know about you guys, but something sounds fishy here, don't you think? SYNTH Yeah, yeah, yeah. 'Em pussies gonna be gone fishin' next week! LOGAN I like the sound of that. What about you, Holly? HOLLY If it means bye-bye Neddy, then... Na, na, na, na, na, na... a-hey, hey... GOODBYE! LOGAN That settles it. You boys wanna fight like men? Let's fight like men. For the final time ever, the Heavenly Rockers vs. New New Midnight Express. SYNTH CAAAAAAAGE MATCH! JOSH What an announcement, fans. Next week on HeldDOWN, for the last time ever -- the New New Midnight Express vs. the Heavenly Rockers inside a STEEL CAGE! If the Heavenly Rockers win, then the New New Midnight Express will LEAVE the OAOAST. Next week will be rockin', guys. Back to you at Sofa Central. COLE What a blockbuster! A steel cage match next week -- for the New New Midnight's CAREERS! CABOOSE This isn't right, but it won't matter, because the MX will beat that boy band, anyway. COACH Hold on, playas. You know the Coach loves the ladies... CABOOSE Or so you claim. COACH ...anyway, we've got a camera on Floggin' Molly in the back! HOLLA~! (“Floggin” Molly Matthews is strolling down the hallways with two bottles of a sports drink in which the label has been blurred (looking suspiciously like the non-OAOAST endorsed Gatorade). She’s obviously looking for someone in particular, as looking in random rooms would be weird otherwise, even for the ever strange Molly. Her face brightens up as she looks in one of the women’s change room. The cameraman peeks in, hoping he doesn’t get his ass kicked my a bunch of half dressed females, but breathes a sigh of relief when he just sees a dressed Jade Rodez!) MOLLY Jade! There you are! I’ve been looking everywhere for you! JADE Um, hey Molly. You’ve been looking everywhere? Where else would I be? MOLLY Oh, I dunno. Catering? Calvin’s office? The production truck? How was I supposed to know you’d be in a random room like this? JADE Random room? This is the women’s change room Molly… MOLLY We have our own change room? Wow! Guess I can take my stuff out of the janitor’s closest…want a drink? (Though a bit surprised at the sudden change of conversation, Jade gladly accepts the water bottle) MOLLY So…I hear you have a match against Valerie and Constance tonight. I was thinking, since those two valley girls interfered in my match last week, we could team up and wreak havoc. I hear you’re doing awesome in your training from the grapevine. JADE Thanks Molly, but I have a partner already. I know how much you want to get your hands on them… MOLLY (sighing) Oh well. Guess I’ll have to wait in line and get my hands on them next week. Anywho, good luck in your match tonight! That punch of vodka should sure get your blood flowing! JADE (spitting out the Gatorad-erm, I mean, generic sports drink) VODKA? I knew it tasted familiar! You spiked this with vodka?!? MOLLY Well duh. I put vodka in everything. Doesn’t everyone? Geez, what a weirdo… (As Molly exits the room, Jade just shakes her head) JADE And I thought I would be the weirdest girl here! Hm, on second thought, this actually tastes pretty good… Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Hoff 0 Report post Posted August 13, 2005 Meanwhile... Backstage... Stephen Joseph (back turned to camera, on cellphone). Yeah. I gotcha. Totally understand. It is crazy around here, but I smell an opportunity you know? Like DJay says 'Everybody's gotta have a dream.' Sure. We'll talk later. Word to your mother. SJ turns around, facing the cameraman, who shows The Cuban Wall against the other side of the hallway. Cuban Wall Boss, he's here...with the cow. Stephen Joseph (to Wall, then to the camera) Okay. ::turns:: Hey, OAOAST people. Tonight I'm ending this little sideshow freak act. Big Poppa's got more important matters to attend to, mainly, dealing with these Upstarts and these Originals. It's about time ole SJ made a stand, took his game up another level. Since coming back to active duty, I am 2 and 0. Tonight, it'll be three times over. Who likes their burgers rare? Burgers for the fans! Cuban Wall What about Ketchup, Mustard, and all the fixins? Stephen Joseph They can get their own damn condiments. Wall and Stephen Joseph walk away, the Cameraman pans around to the other end of the hallway. Farmer Jim Don't worry there Bessie. The only grilling tonight is going to be Prime Grade Jerk-E! Haha heee ha Bessie the Cow Mooooooooooorrrrrrrrwwwwrrrr... *CUE RECAP-A-PA-LOO-ZA~!* -LAST WEEK, HELDDOWN- The Angels look about ready to pounce on the outnumbered Jade, when suddenly, Leon Rodez walks over, standing beside her sister. Val and Constance recoil slightly, not looking quite so anxious to attack anymore. LEON Problem? CONSTANCE What a surprise. As soon as there's trouble, little Jadey hides behind her brother. Word of advice, Jade. If you ever graduate from the academy and some how get your wrestling license...learn to stand on your own two feet. Because you won't have 'Big Bro' to fight your battles for you. JADE I can fight my own battles just fine. Infact, if you two aren't busy next week, maybe I can fight them then. The Minnesota Angels versus me and a partner. How does that sound? CONSTANCE A FEMALE partner...you can't pick your brother. We're not going intergender... Leon wipes his hand across his chin, looking The Angels up and down. LEON Pity. Flustered, The Angels think about attacked again...but think better of it again. VALERIE Alright, bitch. We'll see you and whoever you can find in the ring next week! CONSTANCE You'd better hope you can find a good partner, because you're in WAY over your head. WAY over! As The Minnesota Angels storm off, Jade watches on with a snarling look on her face. Beside her, Leon smiles, wrapping an arm around his little sister's shoulders. LEON First match, eh? Aw, my little sis is growing up. JADE *laughs* Shut up! BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall. First, team number one. Both hailing from St. Paul, Minnesota. At a total combined weight of two hundred and ninety five pounds...VALERIE and CONSTANCE...THE MINNESOTA AAAAAAANNGGEEEELLLLLLSSSSSS!!!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" "Seether" by Veruca Salt hits as Valerie and Constance strut out onto the stage, smug as can be. The duo stop, raising their arms and soaking up the boos of the crowd, before they make their way down the aisle. Valerie stops midway, checking her hair is in place in the lens of a nearby camera, Constance seeing it and deciding she should do the same. COLE You saw the recap moments ago, of what led to this match tonight. These Minnesota Angels had a busy night last Thursday, not only sticking their nose in the business of Molly Matthews and Pantera Combiatenta but also insulting Jade Rodez, again with no reason or provokation. But Jade stood up to them and good for her, says I. Because these youngsters, brash as they are, are great tag team wrestlers. It takes a lot of guts for a trainee like Jade Rodez to be challenging them to a match, her first professional match no less. CABOOSE Either it's guts, or she's as dumb as her brother. COLE Well, Jade mentioned she has previous training...and, talking to Leon, it seems that's true. She took up a wrestling course in Michigan. Which, according to Leon, ended after a month and a half because 'Jade discovered yo-yos and took that up for two weeks instead'. Whether he was actually serious or not, who knows. But we're told this isn't a fad this time and Jade is serious about becoming a wrestler, she knows the basics already and has apparantly been coming along well in the past couple of months. COACH She's been training with the good folks down at the OAOAST Wrestling Academy. I hear Pantera Combiatenta has been working with her the past couple of weeks, as she has a lot of the girls in the Women's Division. But as well as that, Jade has been having 'not so secret' lessons from her brother too. So, she might surprise us tonight. The Minnesota Angels gather in the ring, currently making fun of Michael Buffer's tuxedo, Valerie holding her nose and indicating that his dress sense stinks, while Constance gives him a big thumbs down. Buffer doesn't seem to notice though, as he steps back centre ring. BUFFER And, their opponents! Introducing first, accompanied to the ring by "Silky Smooth" LEON RODEZ! From Grand Rapids, Michigan...she weighs in at "probably about 20 pounds too much". Making her OAOAST debut tonight. JAAADDEEE... RRRROOOOOODDEEEEZZZZZZZ!!!! "YYYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!" *GOOOOONG!* "GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN!" The crowd pop as "Jungle Boogie" by Kool and the Gang hits, in absence for actual theme music as Jade is still a trainee of course, playing The Rodez Family to the ring. Leon leads the way, his sister trailing behind looking mighty nervous about her big first match. And thankfully, not too drunk, thank you Molly Matthews. The Rodezes reach the ring, Jade getting a good luck pat on the back from her brother, who makes his way over to Sofa Central, whilst she begins to enter the ring. Quickly The Angels advance on her, so she backs down the steps and retreats into the aisle, not wanting to be out-numbered. CABOOSE (mumbling) Here, have this one, I'm gonna grab some tea. LEON Heh. You wacky Brit you. Hey, what's up guys! COACH HOLLA~1 COLE Leon Rodez, thanks for joining us. Tag team action here... LEON I love tag teaming. COLE ...Women's Division. LEON I love women. Jade continues to watch on from the aisleway, waiting for her partner to make herself known. The Minnesota Angels watch on intently, leaning on the ropes and trying to look relaxed... "OLE, OLEOLEOLE, OLE, OLE!" "OLE, OLEOLEOLE, OLE, OLE!" "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLLLEEEEEEEE!!! OLEOLEOLE, OLE, OLE!" As the crowd sing along to "Ole!" by The Bouncing Souls, Valerie and Constance begin to become even more confident in the ring. Confident to the point of laughing hysterically away to themselves and clearly not being intimidated by El Chica Genérico as she bounds through the curtains, shooting a single finger to the heavens. COACH Wait, you turned down Molly Matthews for this? LEON Hey, don't look at me Coach...Leon Rodez hasn't turned a woman down in his life. Genérico jogs down the rampway, tagging hands with the fans...and tagging hands with Jade Rodez as she reaches the bottom of the aisle. BUFFER And, her tag team partner. Hailing from Tijuana, Mexico...she weighs in at one hundred and twenty one pounds. She is the "Generic Lady Luchador"... EL CHICAAAAA... GGEEEEENNÉÉÉÉRRRIIIICCCCOOOOOOOO!!! "YYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!" Genérico is clearly a popular choice with the fans. She also seems a popular choice with the Minnesota Angels, mockingly applauding Genérico as she is announced to the crowd. Genérico removes her spangly gold cape, throwing it behind her and giving Jade a thumbs up, returned by Jade with a smile. The duo then begin to make their way around to their corner of the ring. The Angels meanwhile huddle in their's, discussing strategy. COLE So, what do you think about these Minnesota Angels then Leon? LEON They're no Charlie's Angels. Both TV series and blockbuster movie versions. Team conference over, Constance leaves the ring and allows Valerie to start the match. Perhaps unsurprisingly, on the other side of the ring, Jade ducks out and allows Genérico to step into the ring. A mighty "OLE~!" gets a cheer from the crowd and sneers from The Angels. COLE I was thinking more advic... LEON That's not to say I'd kick them out of bed. Far from it. Not that I'd ever kick a woman anywhere, but I wouldn't ask them politely to leave my bedroom. Infact, if I were making a comeback in my previous career, then, as far as the Women's Division goes, you're probably looking at my leading ladies. I could call it "Leon and the Minnesota Ana... COLE ...ANYWAY! We're set to go here. With wrestling. LEON Oh yeah. That stuff. Good good. *DING DING DING!* Genérico and Val inch forward, circling each other for a moment before initiating a collar and elbow tie-up. With the slight weight advantage, Valerie is able to pull Genérico down into a side headlock. Genérico uses some forearms to loosen Valerie up, before backing her off the ropes and shooting her across the ring. Coming back, Val braces herself and knocks down Genérico with a shoulder block. Rapturous applause from Constance greets Valerie as she poses momentarily, before hitting the ropes. Over rolls Genérico, Valerie vaulting over the top. Genérico quickly scrambles back up, bracing herself for Valerie coming back and countering her relaxed shoulder block by taking her over, japanese armdrag style. Flustered, Valerie scrambles back up, taken over with a traditional armdrag. Valerie scrambles up again and charges. Genérico is waiting, sidestepping Valerie with a bi paso. GENÉRICO OLE~! Valerie crashes back off the ropes. Over goes Genérico with a leapfrog, turning to meet Valerie on the second rebound with a hiptoss. Valerie manages to block though, pulling Genérico's arm back into a British courting hold. With her free arm, Genérico pushes Valerie's head down and throws her legs up, wrapping them around the head of Valerie. Confused, the Angel releases the arm of Genérico and is sent tumbling to the mat with a headscissors, right into a victory roll style pinning combination... 1... 2... Kickout. Both Valerie and Genérico scramble up, with Valerie too anxious to attack and running straight into a drop toe hold. Val holds his face in pain on the mat, as Genérico vaults over her and hits the ropes in front, diving in with a basement dropkick to the face! Valerie again tends to her face, getting rolled onto her back for another pin... 1... 2... Kickout. Genérico quickly applies a side headlock as Valerie kicks out this time, trying to gain some control over her opponent. Pulling herself up, Valerie uses a tug of hair and mask to lever Genérico back into the ropes. She then pushes El Chica Genérico off, across the ring and drives a knee into the gut, Genérico sent somersaulting over the knee from the momentum and force. That allows Valerie to quickly tag in Constance, who hurries into the ring and applies a quick rear chinlock to stop Genérico from reaching her corner and tagging in Jade Rodez. COLE There's the added advantage of tag team experience. As soon as Valerie had the chance, she rushed over to tag, while Genérico seemed to take longer to realise the situation. LEON Probably because she's foreign. COLE ... Bringing Genérico up in the chinlock, Constance levers her lighter opponent easily down into a side headlock, wrenching on the move. Constance begins to turn, until her back is to the referee, allowing to to sneakily jam a closed fist into Genérico's face. Down to her knees goes Genérico, Constance briefly pleading innocence before clubbing Genérico in the spine with a forearm. And a second. Turning to Jade, Constance sneers before then hitting a third, hard forearm strike that leaves Genérico writhing. Constance then pulls Genérico up, sliding behind her opponent and executing a quick, high angle back suplex. Ending up folded on her neck and shoulders, Genérico rides the imaginary bicycle from the growing pain in her upper back, while Constance taunts Jade. Jade thinks about coming in, but for some reason stops short. Constance turns back to Genérico, throwing her back by the legs and rolling her to her feet, before whipping The Generic Lady Luchador forward into the ropes. Ducking under a back elbow, Genérico suddenly finds a burst of speed. But as she rebounds off the ropes, Constance charges right at her, catching Genérico high with a Harley Race knee to the chest! Down drops Constance, attempting a pin... 1... 2... Kickout. COLE Smart pin attempt, keeping the pressure on El Chica Genérico at all times. Bringing Genérico to her feet, Constance keeps her opponent close at hand while tagging in Valerie. The two discuss strategy as they make the switch, both grabbing an arm of Genérico and whipping her to arms length, before dragging her back spine first into the turnbuckles! Constance then leaves, as Valerie snapmares Genérico out of the corner to a seated position. Climbing to the middle rope, Valerie then drops the short distance to Genérico, driving her knee down into the Mexican's spine in simple but effective fashion! COACH These Angels seem to be working on grounding Genérico, rather than focusing on a particular area of the body. Neck, chest, back, it's all hurting now for Genérico. RODEZ To be honest, I think they're just toying with her more than anything. COLE It may be. They certainly looked very confident when Genérico came out as the partner. Jade can only watch on frustration, as Valerie pulls up the aching Genérico and scoop slams her to the canvas. A loud, Mexican groan can be heard as Genérico writhes on the canvas, while Valerie plays with her hair a little, trying to fix it up to her liking. Valerie then goes back over to Genérico, grabbing her behind the head and pulling her back up. Casual as can be, Valerie scoops up Genérico and plants her with a second scoop slam. A smile creeps over her face as she then turns to the crowd, showing off TEH GUNZ~! for all to see. RODEZ Wow, would you look at those! COLE Pretty good muscles, I'll admit. RODEZ I wasn't talking about her muscles... COLE Oh. Finishing up her flexing, Valerie helps Genérico to her feet before firing off a forearm, snapping Genérico's head back violently. Genérico stumbles back a few steps, as Valerie strides in with a second forearm. Confidently, Valeria then wastes a moment to confer with Constance, before going for another forearm. Genérico is waiting though, beating her to the strike by snapping off a quick standing dropkick! Away crashes Valerie, as Genérico lumbers back up, trying to get towards her corner. Valerie gains her bearings quickly enough to stop Genérico though, clinging onto her ankle to prevent the tag being made. Hopping on one foot, Genérico is so desperatly close, Jade reaching as far as physically possible, her small stature forcing her to climb onto the bottom rope and lean in. Valerie enventually manages pull Genérico away though, hooking her down with a clothesline on the way. COACH Aw, man, so close! Valerie quickly scrambles to her corner, tagging in Constance, who wastes no time in rushing into the ring and grabbing Genérico. Coming to her feet, Genérico wrings the arm to get behind Constance, before leapfrogging over the bemused Constance. As Genérico lands however, Constance catches her quickly, applying a waistlock. Genérico frantically reaches for the ropes close beside her, but Constance deadlifts Genérico, dragging her away from the ropes. Before then setting, arching back and sending Genérico tumbling over her head with a quick German suplex!! Genérico tumbles through, to her knees before slumping onto her back. Constance sees it, but is far too casual in crawling on her knees to make the cover... 1... 2... BROKEN UP BY JADE! "YYYYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!" Jade scampers back to her corner, grabbing her tagrope before the referee can give her a hard time. The look of fury on Constance's face is clear though as she stands up, looking down at the motionless Genérico...before spinning on her heels and SLAPPING the taste out of Jade's mouth!! "OOOOOOOOHHHHHH!" Constance jigs away, already warning the referee that she's about to be attacked, as the inexperienced Rodez rushes into the ring to try and gain some retribution, only to be held at bay by the referee. LEON Aw yeah, you done gone done did it now! COLE Well, Jade Rodez has been fired up...and she's making a mistake here, distracting the referee...and, look at this, Valerie in as well now! The Minnesota Angels are double teaming El Chica Genérico! Indeed, both Valerie and Constance are in the ring now and putting the boots to Genérico, taking advantage of the fiesty Jade (as I'm sure many men well in the coming years, lolz0rs!) and the referee's distraction. Eventually, Jade is forced back to the apron by the referee. Valerie and Constance, veteran tag team wrestlers, are well aware and make their switch in comfortable time, complete with fake tag which the referee hears but obviously does not see. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Valerie is back in now and pulls Genérico to her feet, stepping behind The Generic Lady Luchador in back suplex position. Instead of dropping back, Val turns Genérico towards the corner and sits her on the top turnbuckle, holding Genérico up so she doesn't fall back just yet. With Genérico up top, Valerie turns her back to Genérico, holding her in hang(wo)man's neckbreaker position. Desperately Genérico fires off side elbows in an attempt to escape the move, doing so eventually and causing Valerie to stumble away. Grabbing the top rope, Genérico is able to sit up, sitting herself on the top turnbuckle. Suddenly, Valerie shakes off the cobwebs and charges with a double axehandle into the spine of Genérico to leave her winded up top again. Valerie flicks her hair from her eyes before then climbing to the middle rope, running a thumb across her throat. Again, Genérico begins to throw the right elbows, dazing Valerie...and eventually, causing her to crash back off the ropes and to the canvas! Valerie falls beside the buckles, allowing Genérico to stand on the top rope...before suddenly dropping, using the top rope to vault off with her thighs, landing on Val with a Split Legged Moonsault... 1... 2... Kickout. Damaged by the move, Genérico holds her ribs, again searching for the tag. Valerie searches for the tag too, further from her corner than Genérico's. So she changes plan, clutching Genérico by the ankle and preventing her progress. Valerie then grabs the hair too, using it to pull her up. Applying a front facelock, Valerie looks to buy herself some time before wheeling around towards her corner. Genérico grabs the legs to stop Valerie though, eventually tripping the legs from out underneath. Valerie falls flat on her back, as Genérico floats over with a jacknife pinfall... 1... 2... Valerie shows greats strength, bridging up and twisting Genérico around into a backslide... 1... 2... Genérico rolls through, coming her feet in front of Valerie. With an angry growl, Valerie throws a running forearm. But she telegraphs it, Genérico vaulting over top with a leapfrog, tumbling forwards as she lands and diving into a tag to Jade Rodez!! "YYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!" COLE TAG! HERE COMES JADE! LEON Here we go! C'mon sis!! Climbing into the ring, Rodez makes a beeline for the stunned Valerie, just charging through her with a clothesline! Valerie staggers straight back up, right into another clothesline! Sensing trouble for the Minnesota Angels, Constance scrambles in. She too takes a clothesline from Jade though, who is ON FIYAH~! Up stagger The Angels. Jade snaps a boot into Valerie's gut, then a boot into Constance's. Both double over, as Jade grabs two handsfuls of hair...messing up the precious, Minnesota locks...before sending the Minnesota heads together with the almighty Double Noggin Knocker~! LEON Hey, she did watch that Hogan tape I gave her! COACH You gave her a Hogan tape? LEON Yeah man! Where'd you think I learnt the 450 from? C'mon Jade, start Rodezing Up! Valerie and Constance stumble around, from both the collission of the heads and the fact Jade's offense is coming so unexpectedly for the overly confident duo. Quickly, Jade grabs Constance and pitches her out of the ring. Jade then grabs Valerie behind the head, slamming a forearm into the side of the head. Two more quick forearms follow, enough to leave Valerie dazed at least. Jutting out her chin, Jade dares Valerie to take a shot. Valerie groggily obliges, but Jade ducks the forearm and *SLAPS* Valerie with an Asschop!! Jade then grabs an arm, pitching Valerie into the ropes with an irish whip. Again, Jade swings out with a clothesline. This time Valerie sees it coming and ducks, all ready to point to her cranium and brag of how smart she is. Until that is El Chica Genérico dives into picture, connecting with a flying leg lariat that causes Valerie to land folded up on her head and her right shoulder!! "YYYEEEEEEAAAAHHHHHH!!" GENÉRICO OLE~! Genérico fires up the crowd. Jade taps her on the shoulder though, pointing out to the recovering Constance on the floor and encouraging her opponent to "do the flippy thing". COACH OH NOZ, NOT TEH FLIPPY THING!! Nodding hurriedly and with a couple of "Si"s, Genérico rushes over to where Constance stands, exiting to the apron. Constance looks dazed, staring up with some apparant vision problems, as Genérico leaps to the top rope and tumbles back with the Arabian Press Suicidá (Split Legged Moonsault to the floor), wiping out Constance!! COLE Beautiful move! And that leaves Jade alone with Valerie for the moment. Still lying in an awkward position, Valerie is pulled to her feet. Jade throws a couple more forearm strikes, before attempting another irish whip. Valerie spins through, coming face to face with Jade momentarily and dragging her forward. She then ducks her head, ready to attempt a Northern Lights Suplex. Jade instinctively grabs the rope behind her to block, firing up knees into the chest of Valerie until she relents. As Valerie comes up Jade then pulls Valerie into a side headlock, pointing to the far turnbuckle as she breaks into a run. Diving forward, Jade attempts a bulldog as she approaches the middle of the ring. Somehow Valerie puts on the brakes and shows great strength though, able to lean back and eventually take Jade back and into a back suplex position, before turning to the side and planting Jade with a Blue Thunder Bomb!! Jade automatically rolls off her shoulder from the impact, but Valerie pulls her back and hooks in the sunset pin... 1... 2... KICKOUT! "YYYYEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!" Frustrated, Valerie collapses backwards and slaps the mat with her hands. Jade is hurting, still without a naturally built immunity to hitting the canvas properly built up, meaning she feels the effects of the Blue Thunder more than most. LEON Okay, that wasn't in the gameplan. COLE And Jade looks hurt. Jade is going to have to show some of the heart that you regularly have in your illustrious career, Leon. LEON If I wasn't so nervous and so straight, I'd kiss you Michael. Valerie drags Jade up, noticing that she's holding the back of her neck and slamming a couple of elbows down across the body part. Jade drops to all fours, a smile emerging on Valerie's face as she looks down on her opponent with destain. She then pulls Jade back up. Cranking on the neck, Valerie slowly twists herself back to back with Jade, falling back with a Rude Awakening! Jade again holds her neck, as Valerie lounges back on Jade... 1... 2... KICKOUT! "YYYYYYEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!" This time, Valerie takes issue with the count, refusing to believe that a mere trainee would kickout at 2 on a fair count. Valerie then climbs back to her feet, bringing Jade slowly up. "LET'S GO JADE!" "LET'S GO JADE!" "LET'S GO JADE!" "LET'S GO JADE!" Valerie reacts violatily to the chants, taking her frustrations out on Jade with another elbow to the back of the cranium. Falling to her knees, Jade shoots for a leg, but too weakly to trouble Val. She kicks Jade off, brushing her boot across the face of Jade before pulling her back up again. A hard forearm leaves Jade reeling. A second forearm has her staggered, allowing Valerie to take a step back, measuring a harder third forearm that knocks Jade off her feet. The lack of in-ring time is showing for J-Ro right now, as she's a sitting duck. Valerie backs off the ropes, leaping high with a legdrop across the throat. Cradling a leg, Valerie keeps her leg across the throat and packages Jade up... 1... 2... KICKOUT AGAIN! "YYYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!" LEON There we go sis! COLE Valerie is looking more and more frustrated by the second as Jade Rodez clings desperately on in this match. Hugely frustrated, as she rips off her right elbowpad, tossing it to the canvas and screaming at Jade to get up. Out on the floor, Genérico and Constance continue to brawl around ringside, leaving Jade and Val to it. Jade grits her teeth and pulls herself up, bad neck and all. As she reaches her feet, Valerie meets her, reaching around with a knee to the gut. Over doubles Jade, as Val grabs the arm, reaching through and lacing it through Jade's legs into a pumphandle position. Smiling, Valerie gives the signal for the end. Valerie reaches back, hooking up the second arm before lifting. And finding the not too slender Jade Rodez a tough person to lift. Jade kicks her feet just to make it that bit harder. From nowhere, Jade then counters, hiptossing Valerie over the back. Valerie clings onto the holds on the arms though, pulling Jade down into a Pumphandle style Oklahoma Roll... 1... 2... Jade shoots her free shoulder up at 2 and 3/4s! Both women scramble up, Val already prepared with her padless arm, throwing an elbow strike. Jade beats her to it with a knee to the gut though, before taking the arm and pulling it into a cobra clutch! LEON She must have watched that Sgt Slaughter tape I gave her! COACH You gave her a Sgt Slaughter tape? LEON Yeah, where'd you think I learnt my 450 from? COLE I thought it was Hulk Hogan? LEON Hulk Hogan? What the hell are you smoking, Mickey? Yeesh! Flailing around in the cobra clutch, Valerie tries to grab whatever ropes she can get to. Valerie is unable to get there though. Jade pulls Val into the centre of the ring, cobra clutch still applied. Leaning her opponent forward, Valerie leaves Jade hanging with the blood rushing to her head to add to he sapping effects of the hold. Suddenly, Jade then yanks Valerie back, dropping to one knee and bringing Valerie across the knee with a Cobra Clutch Backbreaker!! "YYYYEEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!" LEON ... COLE What a move! LEON ...okay, I sure didn't teach her that. Jade seems too busy worrying about her neck as Valerie lies motionless beside her, the crowd screaming at J-Ro to get on her. Which eventually she does, making a desperate lateral press, presence of mind to hook a leg... 1... 2... KICKOUT! "OOOOHHHHHHHH!!" Groans fill the crowd, despite Valerie being out pretty comfortably. COLE Only 2. Jade is showing us something here though. Remember, this is her first actual wrestling match and she's sticking in there with Valerie and Constance, albeit it by the skin of her teeth at times. "LET'S GO JADE!" "LET'S GO JADE!" "LET'S GO JADE!" "LET'S GO JADE!" As Valerie gets to her feet, Jade ignores the pain and scoops her up, with a women's style scoop slam. I.e, very basic. Still, it keeps Valerie down, as Jade stands clutching her neck again. Jade then hits the ropes, looking to capitalise on her grounded opponent. She suddenly clatters face-first to the canvas though, as Constance trips her leg from the outside out of view of the referee! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" The crowd get on Constance's case, as she tries to look as innocent as possible when questions from the referee come her way. Constance rolls into the ring as Jade pulls herself up, clotheslining her from behind. Down goes Jade, holding her neck, as Constance checks on Valerie. Once she's sure her partner is okay, she then turns around... ...to find El Chica Genérico hurtling through the air, catching Constance's head between her legs as she flashes past, bringing her around and down with a Flying Hurricanrana!! COLE Magnifico! RODEZ Si. COACH ...uhm...err...HOLLA~! Genérico hops back to her feet. But before she gain her bearings, Valerie is back up and charging. Hooking her arm around Genérico's throat, Valerie lunges, bringing her down across her knee with an STO into a Backbreaker! Rolling around in agony, Genérico seems to be taken care of, so Valerie drags Jade up from the canvas. On is slapped a front facelock, Valerie shakes, rattles and rooolllss...but her momentum takes the move too far, Jade rolling all the way through the neckbreaker and pushing Valerie off. Stumbling backwards, Val puts on the brakes and tries for her STO/Backbreaker move again. Jade ducks under the arm though, waiting for Valerie to turn around before firing off a quick, sudden and totally unexpected Gamengiri (Front Enziguri to the face)!!! Valerie is knocked loopy, the crowd going nuts as the hurting Rodez drops on top with a pinfall... 1... 2... LEGDROP TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD FROM CONSTANCE!! "OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" LEON Damnit! COLE The referee has lost complete control of this match here! Jade remains slumped over Valerie. But Constance grabs her by the hair and pulls Jade off of her partner, bringing her to her knees and placing her in a standing headscissors. The crowd know what's coming and will El Chica Genérico to get up and make a save. But she's under the bottom rope, writhing in agony. Allowing Constance to butterly the arms, lifting Jade up with some noticeable effort before placing her hands over the thighs of Jade... *WHAM!* ...and SPIKING her with the Package Piledriver!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Jade jumps off the canvas, not through her own accord of course, crumpling onto her back motionless. From there, it's academic... 1... 2.. 3! *DINGDINGDING* The bell rings as Constance pushes herself to her knee, a wry smile disguising her obvious surprise at the fight this young trainee has put up tonight, a slight shake of the head visible as she rolls away. Constance takes Valerie by the arm and drags her from the ring, the duo making their exit, before El Chica Genérico can get near them to make a belated save. BUFFER Your winner of this contest...THE MINNESOTA... AAAANNGGEEELLLSSSSSSS!!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" COLE Well, a brave fight put up by Jade Rodez but in the end, experience told. LEON That's cool. I'll tell you what Michael, she might not have won, but right now I'm proud as punch with my little sis. Two months and change of training, on top of a couple of months a couple of years ago...and she gave one hell of a performance. She didn't give up, she showed real fight, she used a cobra frikking clutch which was pure awesomeness. It's all about paying dues and learning lessons...and tonight, she did both. COLE Well, Leon, we'll let you go and check on your sister, but thanks for joining us tonight. LEON Aw, no problem Mickey. Coach...peace out, a-town down, YAY-UH~! COACH WORD~! Leon leaves Sofa Central, rolling into the ring and checking on his sister with Genérico. The Minnesota Angels have their win and are back to looking smug and cocky as ever. But they know they've been in a fight tonight and they don't boast too much as they leave. Well...okay, maybe they do. But they were in a fight. As The Angels leave meanwhile, Jade is helped to her feet by Genérico and Leon, held up as she grabs her neck with a big grimace on her face... ...to applause from the fans. COLE These OAOAST fans showing their appreciation for a gutsy effort. And in 2 or 3 months, with a little more training and some in-ring seasoning, there's no reason why Jade Rodez can't be a major player in the Women's Division. COACH Word, playa. And speaking of women in action, we've got that Crystal vs. Peter Knight match, plus the Axel/Calvin meeting and a whole lot more! Stay tuned! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Hoff 0 Report post Posted August 13, 2005 The cameras cut to the back, where Josh Matthews is standing by with CSI member Jay Richards. MATTHEWS Jay. Richards smiles, a wide, toothy grin, and the fans pop just a little bit for the rookie before booing their hearts out. MATTHEWS For the past two weeks, CSI has been silent. After Chris Stevens superkicked Brock Ausstin in the face at License to Pin, costing Brock his match with Hoff, we haven't heard from either man, nor from you or your compatriot, Jumbo. Can you shed a little light on the situation? Jay rubs his hands together, looking excited. JAY First of all, please welcome Jay Cool to the building! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" JAY Ha ha, yeah. Anyway, listen up. So everybody wants to know what's the deal with CSI. Well let me tell you something, Josh. I...have NO IDEA what the deal is! I mean, no one calls me, no one drops me a line, Jumbo even missed our Street Fighter tournament this weekend. And I woulda ROCKED HIS WORLD! But, seriously. CSI has been through worse, and I promise you, when Chris gets back, when Brock comes around, we will be on top. MATTHEWS But what about-- JAY Listen, Matthews. Tonight isn't about CSI. I mean, CSI is great, but tonight is all about one man: ME! Jay Cool in the house, the man who lit the world on fire in the Ultimate X match, the hottest rookie sensation in wrestling history! Jay's remarks get a very mixed reaction from the crowd. MATTHEWS Okay....but, Jay, you don't have a match tonight! I mean, why are you here? JAY OH! Right...check this out! The camera pans down as Jay reaches into a bag at his feet and pulls out....the JAY RICHARDS FOAM FINGER~! The fans pop as Jay slips the crude piece of foam rubber over his hand. JAY Hell yeah! Check it out, Matthews! It's called marketing. I've got a meeting with our new general manager, and tonight I'm gonna get these babies on market. Speaking of which, I gotta jet. I'll put one on hold for you, Matthews. Jay walks off, leaving Matthews alone. MATTHEWS Guys, back to you. *The Wall hits and Alfdogg makes his way to the ring.* COLE And here comes Alf down to the ring, we're about to find out the fate of the Heartland title for AngleSlam! ALF That's right, A-Town, it's time for my major announcement. The hype has been building for a week, after I...well, announced this announcement last week after HeldDOWN. And Atlanta is the lucky city. *crowd cheers* Because, you see, the Hawks might not be getting Joe Johnson... *crowd boos* ...but the city of Atlanta is getting something much better, that being the unveiling of my brand new match, which will be taking place at AngleSlam on August 28. This is so ground-breaking, it has to be seen to be believed. So I made this tape, shot on location from the site of AngleSlam. You guys in the truck, roll the footage. The tape starts playing as Alf walks through the curtains of an empty arena. ALF Well, this is it, people...you're about to feast your eyes on the battleground of the Heartland title match at AngleSlam. *Alf turns around and starts walking backward towards a massive steel structure that appears to be entirely wrapped in barbed wire.* ALF I told you people you'd have to see it to believe it, and now you see the structure, the Chamber of Hell, in which five OAOAST competitors will attempt to take my OAOAST Heartland title at AngleSlam. *Alf walks in the door at the corner of the Chamber.* ALF As you can obviously see, the walls of this chamber is comprised of approximately three miles of steel chains, which means it ain't gonna give like those crappy mesh deals. And you can also see, I've added a twist to this chamber that only I can add, as every inch of chain is wrapped in barbed-wire. *Alf walks over to the middle of the cage, where there is a cell parallel to the aisleway.* ALF Two competitors, drawn at random, will start the match in the ring. And the other four competitors will be placed in these cells, eight feet in height... *Alf walks into the cell.* ...five feet in diameter. *Suddenly the chamber starts rising into the air via a conveyer belt attaching it to the chamber. The camera zooms in on Alf from inside the ring* The cell will then be risen to the very top of this structure, the roof of which stands 24 feet from the floor. They'll be suspended at the top of the chamber until it's time for them to enter the match, which will come in five-minute intervals... *Alf looks up at the top of the cell, and finds his pair of nunchucks.* ...Hey, look what I found! *the cell lowers, and Alf twirls the nunchucks as he speaks* Each cell will contain a different weapon, so choose your cell carefully. Of course, if the choice of weapons isn't for you... *Alf lifts up the apron for the camera to reveal a mass of weaponry* ...I'm sure you can find something to your liking. I think I've pretty much covered everything there is to cover, so I'll see five of you unlucky bastards here at AngleSlam! *cut back to the ring* *the crowd cheers as Alf smiles in the ring* ALF Actually, there is one more thing we don't know about this match, and that is, of course, who my five challengers will be. But I'm not going to spoil everything tonight! You see, as is always the case with me, if you want a shot, you know where to find me. So these five guys have got to step up to the plate. But that'll start next week, because I'm taking the rest of the night off. Much like the Braves in the first round of the playoffs...I'm out! *crowd boos as Alf drops the mic and The Wall plays him out.* COLE What a big announcement from Alfdogg! That match should be amazing! Stephen Joseph (backstage, with Cuban Wall and The Puerto RICAN~!) Wall Good luck with your match. You sure you don't want... Stephen Joseph Naw, I got this one. Oh Puerto baby, I need to talk to you. Tha Puerto Rican Sup Pops? Stephen Joseph This whole Upstarts/Originals thing. It's pretty much our enemies fighting each other right? But we're screwed either way, I think. Tha Puerto Rican I don't like either of em Stephen Joseph Yeah, me too. But...an opportunity's coming up, and I'm taking it, a way of gaining you, me, and the whole Lightning Crew some leverage. I can't... publicly explain my actions, and they won't take this damn camera away... Tha Puerto Rican Stephen, you and me man, we've been thick as thieves for what, 2 years? Look, I know you have my back, the Lightning Crew's back, you got everyone that's worth their salt in the OAOAST's back. Do what you gotta do man. Stephen Joseph Thanks Puerto. I'll need your help soon, but really, your trust means a hell of alot. I gotta go BBQ a damn cow now. Josepg walks off as we go to.... *commercial* Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Hoff 0 Report post Posted August 13, 2005 A door opens in the back, and out steps Jay Richards...followed by the new HeldDown GM, Calvin Szechstein. "YEEEEEAAAAHHHH!!" JAY So you get what I'm saying though, right? I mean, everyone has a #1 foam finger, but for me it's true, you get it? Calvin rolls his eyes a little bit as the two men shake hands. CALVIN Right, I got it. Listen, good talking, Jay. I think Josie was wrong about you. JAY You're damn right she was. CALVIN Heh. Oh, and Jay....give some though to what I told you, huh? Calvin raises an eyebrow as Jay nods. JAY ....Right. I'll think it over. Hey, take it easy, boss. Jay walks off as Calvin nods....and turns....to face AXEL. AXEL Calvin. Calvin nods. CALVIN Champ. I've been waiting for you. Calvin and Axel step into the GM's office, and the door closes.... *cut to the ring!* DING DING DING~! COLE It's what we've been waiting for! CABOOSE Two women naked? Frolicing! COLE NO! Stephen Joseph takes on a COW! CABOOSE Gimme a C! Gimme an O Gimme a W! COACH C! O! W! CABOOSE KICK HIS ASS COW! Cue: "I'm a Cow" COLE And here comes the COW~! with Farmer Bill COACH I heard the Cow was two guys in a COW SUIT! CABOOSE OAOAST, ridiculous gimmicks, never! I mean, c'mon NAZ MISTRY was totally REAL! CUE: WAIT, NOTHING PLAYS!!! Stephen Joseph walks out Sans Music, but with a MicroPhone Stephen Joseph When I came back from the OAOAST, I asked to be placed in a midcard feud. You'd think, someone of my stature, who was SCREWED out of being World Champion by Zack Malibu, you remember him purposefully disqualifying himself right? I do. You'd think SOMEONE would step up. No One did. They'd forgotten about me. Well, contrary to the ASShats like Superstar, Caboose, and whoever the FUCK this guy named Frigid had to say, I'm still around. I've been around since the OAOAST started. And they had the GALL to parody me? What sick shit was that. Well, let's just say I haven't forgotten who was around in those days, and that score will be settled. But as for this? Getting a DAMN COW to wrestle. Man FUCK THAT. ::In the Ring:: So, I figured since we're in the home of We Can't Wrestle at all and done went Belly Up wrestling promotions, I'd give a former wrestler from those guys a chance. I told him there was this FAT COW giving me problems, and well, ladies a gentleman, the one, the ONLY~!!! FAT COW THRILLA, MIIIIIKKEEE AWWWWEEESOMEEE!!! YEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH! Awesome runs down to the ring with LOVE in his eyes. The Cow looks over at Farmer Jim, and splits in two! Two guys pile out of the cow suit! COACH It WAS two guys in a COWSUIT CABOOSE Okay. THIS is WrestleCrap. COLE Still not as bad as Shockmaster. In the ring, Mike Awesome lumbers in, but the two guys in the COW SUIT have rolled out of the ring, very audibly saying "We ain't getting raped by no Redneck." Awesome looks dejected, and Stephen Joseph can't help but laught. Stephen Joseph Now, maybe we can all turn our attention more serious matters. And to EVERYONE, Fuck Me? Fuck YOU! COLE Good lord! What a night it has been! And we have MORE to come! HeldDown rolls on, after this!! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Hoff 0 Report post Posted August 13, 2005 Cut backstage, inside the dressing room of THE SK8TER BOIZ. The Marv and Hell Mel are dressed in street clothes, the OAOAST World Tag Team Titles around their slender waists. Jesse Ventura stands with mic in hand. VENTURA Jesse "The Body" backstage with yet another exclusive interview. And it's my honor to welcome back to the OAOAST the World Tag Team Champions, The Sk8ter Boiz! Guys, I guess congratulations are in order for your winning the European Tag Cup during your extensive tour of Europe and the Far East. Welcome back to the OAOAST. THE MARV I tell you, Jesse, it's great to be back in the OAOAST and on North American soil. You should've seen some of the food they eat over their. HELL MEL You should've seen the German team we beat in the Conference Finals in the E.T.C. -- I swear they were women on steroids. THE MARV And Mel loved every minute being in the ring with them. HELL MEL Nuh-uh. THE MARV Uh-huh. HELL MEL Nuh-uh. THE MARV Uh-huh. HELL MEL Nuh-uh. THE MARV Nuh-uh. HELL MEL Uh-huh. THE MARV Fine. You're right. HELL MEL That's right. VENTURA After finding out Hell Mel likes juiced up German women... HELL MEL Nuh-uh! Hey, you tricked me, Marv. I'm gonna tell mom. THE MARV Like always, eh? HELL MEL Shut up! THE MARV Make me. The Boiz start push each other. Jesse steps in and breaks it up. VENTURA Do this on your own time. I got questions to ask. Let's talk a bit more about the European Tag Cup. I know everyone here in the OAOAST is proud their representives were successful. But I gotta tell it like it is -- you may have won the European Tag Cup, but you didn't beat Black T, who just so happen to be next in line for your World Tag Team Titles. THE MARV We may never be able to say we're proud to be American, because we're Canadian, but we are proud to be OAOAST through and through. If there's one thing winning the belts taught us, it's believing in ourselves. HELL MEL Yeah. Now we believe we'll eventually lose our virginities. THE MARV If Black T wants some, all they gotta do is step up to center ice and put 'em... VENTURA Whoa! THE MARV (CONT'D) (looking up) ...up. A row of LOCKERS fall down on the Boiz, Jesse just narrowly getting out of the way. The cameraman takes a plunge himself. With the camera shooting from its side, all we see are two pairs of feet putting the boots to the Boiz trapped underneath the lockers. The cameraman gets back on his feet, grabs the camera and takes a split-second to focus in on... ...TONY BRANNIGAN & CWM attacking the World Tag Team Champions! Tony and CWM remove the belts from around the Boiz' waist and drive them into their heads. OAOAST personnel surround the area, getting two members of what we believed to be the now-defunct Original Elite away from the Boiz. VENTURA CWM, Tony -- I'm confused. I thought you guys hated each other? TONY Let me give you the 411, Jesse. The most elite force in professional wrestling is whole again. The Original Elite are back on the same page. You see, I've had a week to reflect on where things were going. And I came to the conclusion that my mind had become consumed with greed, my heart powered by darkness. Instead of looking at the bigger picture, I kept staring at myself in the mirror. I lost my edge. But that man...(pointing to CWM)...gave me a lesson in tough love. Quite frankly, you don't need Stephen A. Smith to tell you the OAOAST could use a lesson in tough love. CWM saw it before ALL of us did. As a former member of the aWo, CWM knows a little something about hostile takeovers. He saw all the signs. He warned us. A warning which went unheard. While we were all fighting for personal wealth, he spoke and warn of a powerful force coming full steam ahead. That force was Drek Stone and the GPX. We've seen the damage they've done in recent weeks. Now it's time to begin fighting fire with fire. And the best way to do that is by insuring each and every OAOAST championship keeps from falling into the wrong hands. Last week it was announced the Elite had signed for a World Tag Team Title match. Many speculated whether our shot was in jeopardy due to in-fighting. Let me answer that question by announcing not only is the Elite a unit once again, but CWM and I are personally going to take back the OAOAST World Tag Team Titles. It's vital to the future of the OAOAST that all the titles stay out of the hands of Mr. Stone and the GPX. What better two men for the mission than two former World Champions and two men who have seen this company built from the ground up. CWM Do you believe one can regain the soul long since believed gone? The OAOAST has lost its soul. Corrupt Administration after corrupt Administration. A once innovative company and its work force became complacent. They lived by the motto -- "See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil." Now that evil is lurking and the very existence of the OAOAST is threatened, more and more are beginning to realize the challenge ahead. Like a newborn child, our eyes have opened and we see the light. Those who follow the path of Drek Stone and the GPX are promised great rewards when in actuality they are being lead toward their demise and into a pool of their own blood. CWM sees the officials pulling the Boiz out from under the lockers. He makes his way through the officials, pushing many of them aside and POLLYCUTTER'S Marv on top of the locker! Officials grab CWM, leaving Tony all alone. He knees Hell Mel in the gut and throws him inside a locker, slamming the door shut! TONY You're going back to school next week. Heh. CWM and Tony are ecsorted out. VENTURA (sinister chuckle) I think we're gonna have new tag champs next week. Back to you. Heh Heh Heh. COLE Up next for you tonight is a match for the X-Division championship. Let’s go over to Josh Matthews who is with the champion, Peter Knight. We cut backstage where Matthews and Knight stand in front of a HeldDOWN backdrop. J-MATH Thanks guys. PK, you asked to wrestle this week even though your knee has been put through a lot of punishment over the past month, especially in the Ultimate X match. How is it feeling tonight? KNIGHT I haven’t wrestled since License to Pin, which is about two weeks; that’s enough rest for me. I’ve done what they’ve said and kept off of it as much as I can so it feels just fine. Sitting on my ass in the back doesn’t get me anywhere. I’m focused only on tonight, and defending my title against Crystal. J-MATH Let’s talk about Crystal. Do you have any reservations at all wrestling a woman? KNIGHT Crystal isn’t “just a woman”; she’s a former OAOAST Heavyweight champion. We entered this place around the same time, but she’s held what I’ve been wanting for almost three years, so no, I don’t have any problems taking her down and keeping this where it belongs. (He walks off.) J-MATH Let’s go to the ring. *DING DING DING* BUFFER Lllladies and gentlemen, the following contest is for the OAOAST X-Division Championship! “YEAHHHHHHHHHH!” CUE: Plug In Baby by Muse “BOOOOOOOOOO!” The Georgia Dome echoes with negativity as a blue hue covers the arena. I've exposed your lies Baby The underneath's no big surprise Now it's time for changing And cleansing everything to forget your love BOOOOOM! An explosion of pyro signals the entrance of Crystal, flanked as always by the big man, Gunner Sharps. BUFFER Introducing first, the challenger; from Coquitlam, British Colombia, Canada, weighing in at one hundred and fifty pounds, she is the Female Phenom…..Crrrrrrystallllllll!!! COACH It’s been a while, but it’s time to bring an old saying back. MAH BABY GURRRRL~! COLE Wait, so you’re back on the bandwagon? COACH ….I was off of it? Crystal sneers at the crowd as she reaches the ringside area, Gunner hopping onto the apron and holding the ropes open for his associate. She hits the turnbuckles and looks upon the crowd with contempt. CUE: Oh Hell Yeah “YEAHHHHHHHH!” The blue strobes signal the entrance of the X-Champion, who sports a visible limp as he walks out onto the stage, X-Title belt strapped around his waist. BUFFER And her opponent; from Fall River, Massachusetts, weighing in at two hundred and sixty-five pounds, he is the reigning X-Division Champion of the WOOOOOOOORLD….Peterrrrrrrrrr Kniiiiiiiight!!! Crystal and Gunner whisper at each other, Crysal tapping her left knee as Knight uses the ring steps to get to the apron as the house lights come back up, a slight grimace visible on his face as he steps with the left leg. CABOOSE Crystal’s smart; she knows Knight’s hobbling and will use that to her advantage. COLE But Crystal hasn’t wrestled in almost two months, so she might have some ring rust on her, which Knight should use to his advantage. Knight hands his belt over to the referee, who shows it to Crystal before holding it up for the Georgia Dome crowd. Gunner offers a few last words of encouragement before taking his place at ringside. Knight, well used to dealing with big guys trying to interfere in his matches, tells the referee to keep a close eye on him. *DING DING* COACH Knight outweighs her by over 100 pounds, so Crystal knows going toe-to-toe with him would be bad strategy, so look for her to use her quickness to avoid him and get her shots in when she can. Knight gets into a fighting position and waves Crystal on, but she hesitates, holding up her index finger and doing some stretches. The ref demands she fight, but she instead she stalls some more by doing some jumping jacks. COLE Come on! COACH Hey, like you said, she’s rusty so she needs more time to warm up here. You mean to tell me you don’t like seeing Crystal do jumping jacks? Crystal nods that she is ready to go and the referee demands they fight, but when Knight goes for her, she slides under the bottom rope to the floor. “BOOOOOOOOO!!!!” Knight starts to step to the outside, but is restrained by the referee. Crystal demands he be kept back so she can have a powwow with Gunner. They huddle and as the camera tries to eavesdrop, Gunner holds his hand over the lens. The referee starts his count, and Crystal finally slides back into the ring at 8. Crystal, suddenly full of confidence, waves Knight on. They lock up, and Crystal grabs a side headlock, beaming with pride, but that quickly fades as Knight shoves her off into the ropes and nails her on the rebound with a back elbow. Crystal retreats to the corner, holding her mouth. Gunner comes over and whispers something else into her ear. COLE Get him down from there, referee! CABOOSE Why don’t you go pull him down yourself? Gunner hops down and the two lock up again. Crystal grabs an armbar, but Knight counters it and sends Crystal off the ropes again, dropping down and catching her off the rebound, taking her over with a powerslam. He covers. 1…… 2…… But Crystal kicks out. Knight drags her back up and backs her into the corner. *SLAP* “WHOOOOOOO!” *SLAP* “WHOOOOOOO!” *SLAP* “WHOOOOOOO!” The sound of the chops reverberates through the arena as Crystal grabs her chest, gasping for air as Knight readies her for another whip. He goes for a clothesline, but Crystal ducks it and springboards off the opposite strands, looking for a crossbody, but Knight hangs on to her, pitching her backwards to the mat with a fall away slam, the momentum sending Crystal rolling to the floor once again. CABOOSE I think Calvin should have given her that extra time off. Knight is kept from going after her once again as the referee begins his count. Crystal looks towards the entranceway and back to Knight, dismissing him with a wave and making her way to the back. “BOOOOOOOOO!!” COLE She’s quitting? What the hell has happened to Crystal tonight? COACH She probably burst a seam in her attire. Of course, I’d like to burst….. CABOOSE All right. The referee leaves the ring to demand she continue, leaving Knight alone. As they argue, Gunner slowly slides into the ring behind Knight. COLE Hey, look out! Gunner charges at him, but PK sees him out of the corner of his eye and meets him with a right hand, delivering a few more to send him reeling into the ropes, but a kick to the knee by Gunner stops Knight cold. Crystal, still arguing with the referee, makes sure his back is completely to the ring as Gunner works him over in the corner. He whips Knight into the opposite buckles and charges in for a clothesline, but PK avoids it, sending Gunner crashing into the turnbuckles. Knight grabs a front facelock and…… *BAM* one suplex *BAM* two suplexes Knight picks him up and holds him there; though not very long because of the strain it puts on his knee. *WHAM* a falcon arrow, completing the Knight Roll. Crystal, getting very concerned, finally heads back to the ring as Knight hoists Gunner onto his shoulders for the Knightmare. She slides into the ring out of Knight’s sight and delivers a low dropkick to his knee, causing him to drop Gunner and crumple to the mat. Gunner gets to his feet and joins Crystal in stomping him as the referee calls for the bell. *DING DING DING DING DING* BUFFER Llladies and gentlemen, the winner by Disqualification, Peter Knight! Crystal and Gunner don’t care about the decision as they continue to stomp Knight’s head and knee. Crystal stands over Knight’s legs and pulls them back, crossing them and locking in the Crystalling as Gunner continues to stomp away. The referee gets involved, but Gunner shoves him out of the ring. COLE Come on, someone stop this! More officials storm the ring and manage to persuade Crystal to release the hold. She and Gunner are backed out of the ring by the officials as they look upon the damage they did, Knight grabbing his knee in serious pain. The two nod at each other and step out to the floor, watching the Angletron as they walk up the ramp. COLE I can't believe this! Crystal doing a number on PK here! COACH I wish she'd do a number on me! CABOOSE Yeah, I wish she'd injure you too. COACH Hey! COLE More after this! Main evet yet to come! Stay with us! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Hoff 0 Report post Posted August 13, 2005 *KA-CHING!* *Come and take your Vitamin X!* “Bling-Bling” by The B.G. featuring Big Tymers and The Hot Boys starts playing, which causes the thousands of fans in the Georgia Dome to stand up and boo, and boo LOUD I might add. It seems like Vitamin X’s actions in the past few weeks have made him even more hated than he already was. The entrance doors slide open, and Vitamin X comes out through the smoke, doing the Shane-O-Mac Shuffle to his new entrance song. COLE We are about to be greeted by Vitamin X once again. MICHAEL BUFFER Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome, The Financial Consultant for The Lightning Crew, AND the man who beat The Parka two weeks ago at License To Pin, VITAMINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX!!!! Vitamin X plays to the crowd, and then walks down the ramp, bobbing his head to his entrance song. X is wearing a black dress shirt, a black sports jacket, black dress pants, sunglasses, a $500 Rolex watch, and black dress shoes. He is also once again carrying one of the hubcaps from the El Camino, something he proudly shows off to the crowd with a smirk on his face. COLE Vitamin X is still carrying around that hubcap from the El Camino! I wonder if X paid Buffer to include that part about beating Parka in his introduction. COACH Check out his new entrance music! The Big Tymers are phat, yo! Holla~! CABOOSE I like it too. Not just because I like the song, but because it’s another sign that Vitamin X is a singles superstar. He has his own entrance music now, to show he isn’t PRL’s lackey! And the song pretty much tells you Vitamin X’s personality in a nutshell: he’s all about the bling-bling! Vitamin X enters the ring, and hops onto a turnbuckle, raising the hubcap over his head. The crowd boos. Vitamin X taunts the fans, and then gets on another turnbuckle, and raises the hubcap over his head again. The crowd boos, but X laughs it off. Vitamin X gets off the turnbuckle, and does the Shane-O-Mac Shuffle again. He then places the hubcap in between two turnbuckle pads, and grabs a microphone. COLE This has been one wild HeldDOWN~! We are just 3 weeks away from AngleSlam, and you have to wonder, will Vitamin X be competing at our biggest event of the summer? CABOOSE Of course he will. I’ll tell you who won’t be competing. The Parka! Why? Because he is now retired, thanks to The X-Man! COLE Did Vitamin X pay you to say that line? CABOOSE No. Nobody controls my mind. Vitamin X stands in the middle of the ring with a mic in his hand. He takes off his sunglasses, and looks at the crowd. “Bling-Bling” by The B.G. featuring Big Tymers and The Hot Boys dies down. The crowd boos loudly, probably the loudest they’ve ever booed X. Vitamin X just looks at the crowd with a smile on his face. VITAMIN X You know, last week I realized something: My life can be made into a movie! That’s right. I have led such an interesting life, that it can be made into an Oscar winning film. It’s the typical rags to riches story. I started my life in the ghettos of Havana, Cuba, which was ruled by the evil Fidel Castro. My parents took me and we escaped that harsh communist country on a tiny rowboat. We settled in Miami, Florida, where I developed a love for wrestling…and money. I was a Straight-A student throughout middle school, high school, and college. And, since I am so intelligent, I became an expert when it came to financial affairs, so much so, that I make more money in a day then all of you in the arena make in a year! (Crowd boos.) VITAMIN X And you can end the film with what happened at License To Pin 2005. After being considered a nobody for YEARS, I finally showed the world that I am something special, by destroying a legend. And that legend…was The Parka! (Crowd BOOS even louder for that remark.) CABOOSE He’s right. His life can be made into a movie. His life is like a beautiful story. It’s right up there with Rocky, The Mighty Ducks, and Miracle as one of the greatest underdog stories of all-time. VX And now that I have retired The Parka, I have to move on to other matters. Namely, AngleSlam. You see Tha Puerto Rican will be defending his 24/7 Title at AngleSlam against Otaku II. And Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez will take on Ayane Mitsui at AngleSlam, well, unless Ayane is too chickened to accept. And I’m sure my boy Popick will be competing at AngleSlam too. That means every LC member who counts will have a match at AngleSlam. Except the X-Man. Once again, The X-Man has been left behind. Once again, I don’t get what I deserve. I’m the man who retired The Parka damnit! What more do I have to do to get a match at AngleSlam? WHAT MORE DO I HAVE TO DO?! CABOOSE Vitamin X is being HeldDOWN~! VX (CONT’D) But I won’t be left off AngleSlam for long! Come Hell or high water, I will be on AngleSlam wrestling! AngleSlam is one of the OAOAST’s “Elite Four” huh? Well, AngleSlam 2005 will get a dose of Vitamin X! CABOOSE Here! Here! The man retired The Parka, and has a marketable catchphrase. He’s certainly a singles superstar in my eyes! The crowd chants “ASS-HOLE! ASS-HOLE! ASS-HOLE! ASS-HOLE!” Vitamin X smirks at the crowd, trying to not let the fans at the Georgia Dome get to him. VITAMIN X So— Suddenly, a Mexican Mariachi song starts playing. The crowd is puzzled, as is Vitamin X. COLE What the? COACH Whose song is that, Cole? COLE Certainly not anyone in the OAOAST. The entrance doors slide open, and after a few seconds, Vitamin X, Triple C, and the fans in the Georgia Dome are greeted by…the original LA PARKA! COLE It’s La Parka! He is the man who mentored The Parka! COACH You’re right. This man trained Leroy Andrew Parka. If it weren’t for him, The Parka wouldn’t have been a member of The Dream Machines, he wouldn’t have been a World Tag Team Champion, and he wouldn’t have been an OAOAST legend! The crowd gives La Parka a nice sized pop, but La Parka isn’t concentrating on the crowd. He walks to the ring, wearing his ring attire, with his eyes focused on Vitamin X. Vitamin X looks at La Parka, with the famous McMahon SNEER~! on his face. COLE La Parka is certainly a legend in his own right. COACH Absolutely Cole. He’s former 2-time WWA World Light Heavyweight Champion. A 3-time Mexican National Light Heavyweight Champion. A former AAA IWC World Champion. He’s competed in lucha libre, WCW, and TNA. He was known as the “Chairman” of WCW. He’s one of Lucha Libre’s most famous wrestlers! COLE And he’s here in the OAOAST! La Parka enters the ring, and does that dance he used to do back in WCW. That gets a pop from the WCW fans in the crowd. He grabs a microphone from Buffer, and then stares a hole at Vitamin X, who stares back. COACH La Parka is probably pissed off at X for what he did to The Parka at License To Pin. La Parka and Vitamin X have a staredown. COLE I sure hope La Parka knows what he’s getting into. Vitamin X has The Lightning Crew watching his back. They can come out at any second. CABOOSE They should just come out now then, and kick Parka’s ass. The Mexican mariachi music dies down. Vitamin X and La Parka continue their staredown. After a few seconds, La Parka speaks. LA PARKA Vitamin X. ¡Usted debe estar avergonzado de se! (You should be ashamed of yourself!) CROWD WHAT? LA PARKA What you have done these past few weeks has been despicable! Leroy is a great man. An honest, caring person, who is one of the nicest people I have ever met. And yet, you treat him like dirt. You mock him because of his current condition. You brag about retiring him. Usted cagó en lo que él ha hecho en el OAOAST. (You shit on what he has done in the OAOAST.) Vitamin X laughs at this. LA PARKA (CONT’D) But Leroy has something you’ll never have. ¡Corazón! (Heart!) Valor! (Courage!) And most of all…talent! The crowd “Oooohs!” at that remark. COACH Oh no he didn’t! Vitamin X didn’t like hearing that. LA PARKA You say you want to be a legend? You say you want to be known as a singles superstar? Sure, you could be these things, but you will never, NEVER be considered as big of a legend as The Parka! You will never be considered as big as a superstar as The Parka! You will never be in his league! Esta gente le mirará siempre la manera que ella ahora lo hace. (These people will always look at you the way they do now.) In the eyes of these fans, you will always be known as Tha Puerto Rican’s lackey! ¡Y siempre le considerarán el lackey de PRL no importa qué usted lo hace! (And you will always be known as PRL’s lackey no matter what you do!) Vitamin X is now fuming. The crowd is surprised at La Parka’s comments. COLE Vitamin X is not pleased with those comments. CABOOSE How dare La Parka say these things? He’s half the man X is! Vitamin X soaks in La Parka’s comments for a few seconds. He then speaks. VITAMIN X Wow. Wow. Just wow. La Parka. That was pretty mean. I mean you really ripped into me. But you know, you talk the talk, but ¡usted no puede caminar la caminata! (you can’t walk the walk!) You talk big, but you know in your heart that you aren’t as talented as me! You aren’t going to be known around the world like I will be! Little kids will want to grow up to be like Vitamin X, not like La Parka! I am The X-Man! I am VITAMIN X! THE MAN WHO RETIRED THE PARKA! My name is now etched in the annals of time because I did what no one else could! Because of me, Leroy Andrew Parka will never step foot in an OAOAST ring EVER AGAIN! AND NEITHER YOU, NOR ANY OF THESE FANS CAN DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT!!! CABOOSE Damn right! You tell it like it is, X-Man! Vitamin X suddenly gets an idea. A sinister grin appears on his face. VITAMIN X But I got some good news for you, La Parka. Since I am the Legend Killer, and since I killed the legend of The Parka, I need to focus on another target. COLE Uh-oh. VITAMIN X And since you are a legend yourself, maybe, it's time for La Parka...to come and take his Vitamin X! COLE Oh no! COACH I knew this wasn’t going to end good for La Parka! Vitamin X and La Parka stare at each other. Then, for some reason, VX backs off. VITAMIN X Nah. I’ve changed my mind. You’re not that much of a legend anyway. COLE Oh thank God. Thank God Vitamin X has developed a heart all of a sudden. CABOOSE Oh BOO! Vitamin X slowly exits the ring. But then, he changes his mind. *POW!* VITAMIN X ATTACKS LA PARKA FROM BEHIND! COLE Vitamin X with a sneak attack on La Parka! COACH X is trying to end La Parka’s career the way he ended The Parka’s! Vitamin X kicks La Parka while he’s on the mat! X chokes Parka with his sports jacket. The crowd boos loudly. CABOOSE Ha! HA! Just like at License To Pin! COLE Vitamin X wants to retire The Parka’s mentor! The crowd chants “PARK-KA! PARK-KA! PARK-KA! PARK-KA!” Vitamin X grabs La Parka. The Overdose! VX continues beating on La Parka some more. COACH I wish The Parka were here to stop this! CABOOSE Well he’s gone from the OAOAST forever! COLE I wish that wasn’t true! Vitamin X picks La Parka up, and kicks him in the midsection. X springboards off the second rope, and gives La Parka a DDT. The X Spot! COLE And now Vitamin X gives La Parka the X Spot! Vitamin X gets up, and blows a kiss to the crowd. He then laughs at the fallen La Parka, while the crowd showers X with LOUD boos! “ASS-HOLE! ASS-HOLE! ASS-HOLE! ASS-HOLE!” Vitamin X grabs La Parka by his head…and starts ripping his mask off! COLE Now, Vitamin X is trying to unmask La Parka, as a sign of disrespect! COACH That mask reminds him of The Parka, so he’s trying to do it what he did to that La Parka mask last week! Vitamin X has ripped only a little bit of the mask. The Mexican luchador still fights to keep it on. CABOOSE Come on rip the mask off! I want to see La Parka’s ugly mug! The crowd continues to shower Vitamin X with boos. Vitamin X has ripped the mask a little bit more. *CALIFORNIA LOOOOOOOOOVVVVVVVVEEEEEEEEEEE!!!* YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! Vitamin X stops trying to rip La Parka’s mask, and turns his attention to the entrance. Vitamin X is SHOCKED as “California Love” by Dr. Dre and 2Pac starts playing! COLE It can’t be! It just can’t be! COACH I thought he was retired! The entrance doors slide open and out steps…THE PARKA! YEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! COLE The Parka is here! The Parka has returned! CABOOSE He’s retired! He shouldn’t be here! He ruined Vitamin X’s moment! Vitamin X stands in the ring, speechless. He mutters, “I retired you.” over and over again. Leroy Andrew Parka stands on the entrance stage, in ANGER~! With a microphone in his hands. The crowd is still going bananas! PARKA Vitamin X!!! La Parka told me to stay in the back, but I'm not about to stand by and watch you disgrace a man that has accomplished more in his career than you ever will! You stand out here and say that you've retired me, but last time I checked I'm not sitting in a rocking chair or playing shuffleboard with some old farts! The doctors say that I'm not ready to come back and maybe they're right, but you can be damn sure I'm not going to sit around and listen to you run your mouth any longer! The fans chant "Parka, Parka, Parka," as he continues to talk. In the ring Vitamin X looks furious. COLE Don't tell me that Parka is planning on wrestling again. PARKA I admit that you got the better of me at License to Pin. I am man enough to admit that I flat out lost that match, but in no way have you ended my career. In fact I feel that I have quite a few matches left in me. It also just so happens that the second biggest PPV of the year, behind AngleMania, is coming up and I hear that you want a match. Well you've just gotten your wish. I just got out of a meeting with Watts and, after basically signing a few documents that keeps the OAOAST from being held responsible should I break my back, I convinced him to sign a match! YEAHHHHHHH Vitamin X looks worried in the ring. PARKA That's right. At AngleSlam it will be you versus me...in a Street Fight!!! YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH COLE Oh my God he's lost his mind! PARKA I wouldn't have this match any other way. Watts and the doctors both tried to convince me otherwise, but I assured them that between now and AngleSlam I would work my hardest to get into ring shape. Then, come AngleSlam, if you truly are the "Legend Killer" (said with quoting hand gesture) then you'll have your chance to end my career. VITAMIN X Well you better get plenty of rest my friend because I want you at 100%! We will not be having this discussion again! At AngleSlam I will properly end your career and we can finally be rid of you! PARKA We'll see...oh and by the way...turn around. Vitamin X looks puzzled as he slowly turns...right into a kick in the gut from La Parka!!! YEAHHHHHHHHH La Parka scoops Vitamin X up and slams him near the corner before climbing up and landing a Sky Twister Press onto Vitamin X. COLE Wow!! COACH La Parka just opened a can on Vitamin X! CABOOSE That was a pathetic sneak attack! COLE Much like Vitamin X just did to La Parka a few minutes ago! La Parka exits the ring and joins The Parka on stage for celebration. The fans are on their feet as "California Love" strikes back up and the two men on stage dance their way to the back as we fade out. COLE Parka...Vitamin X...Street Fight at AngleSlam!!!!! We cut to a shot of the General Manager's Office Door, which opens, revealing the General Manager Calvin Szechstein, as well as the OAOAST Champion, Axel! CALVIN You've got some interesting ideas champ. I'm sure we will speak again before AngleSlam. AXEL Well it seems like you've changed a whole lot from the last time we were both in this company, so I'm glad its sorted out. So, how about the idea for AngleSlam? CALVIN I'll make some phonecalls, I think it should be fine. AXEL And the other ideas? CALVIN I'll have the paperwork written up and sent to you by Monday morning. You can contact the parties involved, and take it from there. Needless to say, if it works out, it'll be a hell of an impact in this company! AXEL You're damn right. Oh, and thanks for the week off last week. I appreciate it. CALVIN No problem. After a 4 way? I know what those are like, you need a rest. AXEL Thanks Cal. We'll meet again. CALVIN Sure. Goodbye. Calvin shuts the door, and Axel begins to walk away, but stops, his face turning from a relaxed, happy one, to a more serious look. AXEL Bout time you decided to find me. The camera pans around to see... The Number One Contendor, HOFF! The fans go crazeeee~! HOFF Bout time you showed up. AXEL So what? You're going to spit out another catchphrase Rocky lite? Add a few more H's onto your name so you've got a better chance of beating me at AngleSlam? HOFF Cute. You wanna let the world in on what you were planning with our new, esteemed GM just now? AXEL Not yet. Now isn't the time. Next week I'll make the AngleSlam announcement. Needless to say, you're gonna wish you thought of it. HOFF I'm sure. Oh, did you watch the replay of License to Pin? Good show. AXEL Yeah, I did. Saw a guy do a great Future Shock... HOFF ..and a guy do a great Axel Slam. Saw that same guy beat Brock Ausstin too... AXEL ...something I did two years ago, before you set your grubby little feet into this company, you over-hyped asshole. HOFF I wouldn't push it, champ. AXEL Was that supposed to be sarcastic? Please, don't even try me. Fact of the matter is, you beat Brock at License to Pin. I beat Brock two years ago. At License to Pin, my match dwarfed yours. You beat one guy, I beat three. You almost lost to CWM one on one, I beat him and two other guys at the same time. Looks like I'm one up. HOFF Won't matter at AngleSlam. AXEL Oh really? Maybe you're feeling a little unconfident, how about you try and soften me up right now? The two men step closer, face to face, nose to nose. HOFF You're the one doing all the talking, how about you try and back it up. *Both men breathing heavier* AXEL Are you inviting me to hit you? You want to be flat on your back? HOFF No, but I hear that's where you were earlier this year. Lets just say, Crystal was the man. "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!" Axel steps back, as if he's absorbing the harsh comment by Axel.. and charges at Hoff! ...but Security are right there to get in the way! AXEL YOU SON OF A BITCH! HOFF YOU WANT A FIGHT ABOUT IT? HUH? COME ON THEN PUSSY! AXEL MOTHER FUCKER, YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHO YOU'RE DEALING WITH! HOFF SHOW ME THEN ASSHOLE! HUH? COME ON! Security, led by Carl Winslow, detain both men and make sure they are separated. Both men try and get at the other, but with four men detaining each, they can't. COLE Tensions have EXPLODED between Axel and Hoff! They're trying to outdo each other before AngleSlam! We'll be back...with our MAIN EVENT!! *COMMERCIAL BREAK* Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Hoff 0 Report post Posted August 13, 2005 COLE Ladies and Gentlemen, the GPX have been running wild in the OAOAST of late. With that in mind, new OAOAST DA Calvin Szechstein has made a match between them and two OAOAST Originals here tonight. COACH Now, we don't know who they are. Logically, one would guess at Black T. I wonder what the score between those team is, anyway. CABOOSE Go look it up, fact boy. BUFFER The following contest is a tag team match set for one fall. Introducing first... Cue: Well, you know. Here comes the GPX. BUFFER From HOTlanta Georgia, $cotty $tatic and Johnny "Jax" Jackson, the GEEEEEEEE PEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEEEEEEX! GPX look extremely cocky as they walk to the ring, as well they might with their recent successful exploits. "It doesnt matter which old losers they send out", Scotty tells the cameraman at ringside before they jump into the ring. BUFFER And their opponents... Cue: "Quiet" BUFFER First, from London, England, weighing 235lbs, the Ice Heart DAAAAAAAAAN BLLLLLLLLACK! Dan walks down to the ring quickly and without so much as a glance at anything except the GPX, who laugh openly at him. COLE Well, Dan Black certainly wants at GPX even more than he usually does. I mean, he and Tony Brannigan have been at war with these guys for well over a year now, but somehow things have gotten even more heated of late. COACH Let's see who Calvin selected as his partner. Cue: "Getting Away With Murder" The crowd is SHOCKED, and then POPS as Zack Malibu comes running out! Buffer doesnt even get chance to announce him as Zack and Black dive into the ring, driving GPX out to the floor! COLE Oh my gosh! Dan and Zack teaming together?! Well, we saw it before in their Original Elite days, but after everything they went through since, how can they possibly get on the same page? CABOOSE Well, they're going to have to. I guess Calvin decided both of these guys deserved to get at GPX. Black and Malibu look at each other without a word, but at least don't start throwing punches, which is about the best we can expect from them right now. Instead, Dan steps to the apron, signalling to referee Clem Buzzlefoxer, the 82 year old with the eyes of a hawk, that Zack will start for the Black/Zack connection. GPX bounce back into the ring. Scotty Static to begin for their team. Scotty gets in Zacks face, reminding him about the beatdown he suffered at Licence To Pin. Malibu takes it all in quietly, and then SLAPS Static hard across the face, the blow echoing through the arena! Static snaps his head back and lays into Zack with a couple of closed fists, but Zack ducks the third and floors Scotty with a big lariat. In rushes Johnny J, but Zack just backdrops him high into the air, narrowly avoiding Scotty. Both GPX scramble up and rush Zack, who rolls under their double clothesline and comes up next to Dan Black, who has entered the ring. GPX turn - right into twin clotheslines from Black/Zack. Ref Clem's protestations are already in vain as Dan picks up Jackson and throws him out to the floor. Black follows and hurls Johnny casually into the ringsteps, before wiping his boots on Jacksons chest and heading back to his teams corner. COLE Dan and Zack working ok together so far! CABOOSE They're both tremendous wrestlers who love to wrestle, and also, in their different ways, love the OAOAST. If they can agree on nothing else, it should be that. Zack brings Scotty up and whips him off the ropes, connecting with a knee lift that has Static staggering, followed by a swinging neckbreaker that has Static kicking at the mat in pain. Malibu drags Static over to his teams corner and tags Dan in, a hard blow to the shoulder. Black looks momentarily annoyed at the sharpness of the tag, but recovers to take over on Scotty, nailing him with a couple of European uppercuts and then applying a front face lock to deliver a spine crushing snap suplex. Black floats over into a cover, but Static throws up a shoulder at 2. Dan grabs Scotty by the hair to haul him up and then CHOPS him hard across the chest. Static battles back with his own chop, but compare to Dan's next CHOP it's a mere slap. Black whips Static off the ropes and swings and misses, and Static catches him with a leg lariat on the return. Scotty quickly tags Johnny Jax in. Jackson comes in and he and Scotty drop stereo elbows to the sternum of Black. Jax stomps Black down as he tries to roll over to tag Zack. JJ has Dan up to his feet, and Dan fires a punch, but Johnny uses a simple eye poke to keep Black subdued. Jackson gets into a side on position and lifts Black high and back, driving him to the mat with a belly to back suplex. Jax gets up and circles his rival, then moves in and pulls him to his feet, ramming a knee into his sternum. Black staggers back towards the ropes, and Jax braces him against them, then hits a couple of chops before sending Black across the ring. Black comes rebounding back towards Johnny, ducking under a lariat, and when he hits the far side, Malibu makes a blind tag. Black blocks a hiptoss, brings a knee into Johnny's gut, and hits a quick suplex, while Malibu launches himself from the apron to the top rope, entering with a huge hangtime springboard legdrop! COACH That'll put some cream in his coffee! COLE What? COACH I mean...that's how you get the stain out of a carpet! CABOOSE Coach, do you listen to yourself? You're not making any sense! COACH C'MON ZACK, WASH HIS WINDOWS! CABOOSE ...OK Cole, either you shoot him or I will. Malibu goes for a cover, but at the count of one he looks up to see Static coming in, and gets off the pinning position, thinking Static is going to make a move. The distraction was enough, as Static ducks back out to the apron, having broken up the pin attempt. Zack picks Johnny up and goes for a scoop slam, but Jax slides out behind him, grabbing Zack in a rear waistlock and hoisting him over...but Zack floats all the way over and lands on his feet! Johnny turns around, right into a ROARING ELBOW~!, but Jax ducks and uses a schoolboy! ONE! T-NO! Zack kicks out, and as the two get up Zack tries for another Roaring Elbow, but it's dodged again, and Jax hooks his waist and takes Zack over with a Northern Lights Suplex! ONE! T-NO! Zack bridges out, pushing both he and Jax up to their feet and swinging around into a standing headscissors. Malibu lifts Jax, but Johnny slides out, landing on his feet in front of Zack and hitting a quick STO, driving Zack hard into the canvas! COLE Excellent counter by Johnny Jax. This match is not going to move at a snail's pace. It's going to be high impact action at it's finest. With Zack hurting, Johnny makes a tag to Static, who hurries into the ring. Together, the GPX pick up Zack and send him chest-first into the turnbuckle, and as he staggers back Jax lifts him up, then drops him as Static hooks the neck and brings him down with a neckbreaker! Scotty goes for the pin after the double team manuever, but just as Clem's hand is about to come down for a two, Black drags Scotty off of Zack! CABOOSE Dan Black saving Zack Malibu. Now I've seen it all. Static gets up and spins Black around as he's exiting, but Black turns around and simply coldcocks Scotty! Black stalks his old rival, but the diminutive referee gets in the way of his advances, telling him to get back on the apron. Of course this leaves the door open for some GPX double teaming, as Jax slips in and snaps a recovering Zack back to the canvas with a Russian Legsweep, while Scotty ducks out to the apron and springboards in with a frog splash, bouncing off of Malibu's ribcage before rolling to his feet and posing cockily for the crowd! COLE Typical GPX bragging and...well, I guess that's not the only reason why the crowd is booing! The cameras cut away from the ring and to the aisleway, where Drek Stone is making his way down to ringside, applauding the efforts of his two accomplices. Dan Black jumps off the apron and moves like he's going to approach Stone, but Stone puts his hands up in surrender and backs away, feigning fear of the Ice Heart! CABOOSE We know why Drek Stone is out here, but whether I'm not sure it's such a good idea. He's drawn the ire of both Zack and Dan Black lately, and yet he's putting himself in their vicinity. That's a pretty dangerous action. COLE If the past is any indication, Stone's got something up his sleeve. Stone circles the ring, nodding to the GPX as he comes to their side, and then the crowd starts booing again, as Christian Wright and Beheomoth start coming down the aisle as well! COACH I got it! Drek and his guys are going to do a live action version of Party of Five? CABOOSE Hey, if you view any of them as the hot younger sister, that's YOUR deal. Black looks around, while Scotty soccer kicks Zack in the ribs in the ring. Black can sense something is going on, as Wright and Behemoth stand on his side of the ring. Black then simply rushes into the ring and lariats Scotty down, stomping him viciously and then taking him by the hair and hurling him out to the floor. Looking around him, Black can sense danger, and actually helps Malibu to his feet, as the rest of the Upstarts all get up on the apron, blocking the two veterans between the ropes. Wright is the first to make a move into the ring, and... THE SHIT HITS THE FAN~! Malibu charges, hammering him across the back with forearms, only to be pried away by Jax. Zack then turns around and blocks a punch, striking back with a right hand and then dropping Johnny with an inverted atomic drop, then a jawbreaker! Wright pulls Zack up and spins him around, trying for a DDT, but Malibu lifts him off his feet and dumps him on the apron, then backs up...AND NAILS A SCHOOL'S OUT THAT SENDS HIM FLYING DOWN INTO THE GUARDRAIL! COACH YO~! Across the ring, Black is having a time of it with the big man, until Behemoth tries for a chokeslam, only to catch a low blow for his troubles! Black then hits the BLACKOUT~! on the stunned giant, who then topples backwards, falling so that his arms get tangled up in the ropes! Black gets up, and sees Drek Stone just a few feet away, creeping up on Malibu. He's about to strike, when Zack turns around, and the two arch rivals are nose to nose! Malibu is fuming, ready to strike, as Stone backs away saying "not yet"...AND GETS SPEARED BY DAN BLACK! Black opens up on him, pounding away! Zack comes forward, looking to get himself a piece of the action, when WHAM! He's struck in the back with a chair by Scotty Static! COLE Oh no, not this now! Static brings the chair down on his back again, while Jax recovers and pries Black off Drek, holding him so that Drek can get up and deliver a hard kick to the bread basket, and then he and Johnny lift Dan Black up and drop him throat first on the top rope! Static continues pounding on Zack, until a figure races out from the locker room, simply a blur to the camera! He slides in the ring and stands over Zack, watching as Static beats him down. It's POPICK~! COLE Oh great, just great. You knew HE had to get his licks in! CABOOSE That sonofabitch. If there's anyone I hate more than life itself... Popick smiles, and Drek Stone starts laughing, very pleased with himself. Popick then asks Static for the chair, as ol' SJ raises it above his head, hovering over the body of his old foe... ...BUT HE TURNS AND CLOCKS SCOTTY STATIC~! CABOOSE WHAT THE!!??!? COLE POPICK JUST SAVED MALIBU AND BLACK! Popick starts swinging wildly, clearing the ring of everyone, while the fans go batshit! In a flash, Tony races down as well, sliding into the ring and telling Popick to calm down, for no other reason than to make sure it's not a trap or anything. COLE Stephen Joseph Popick just rescued Zack Malibu and Dan Black from the Upstart contingent! CABOOSE I can't believe...I mean...whodathunkit! Groggy, Black and Zack start making their way to their feet, as Tony Brannigan checks on both of them. Once again the original Original Elite are left in the ring, as Popick throws the chair down and backs away in a civil fashion, simply getting out of the ring and heading to the back, while Stone shouts derogatory comments at him. COLE Fans, we are out of time tonight, but...man, what a situation this is turning out to be! FADE TO BLACK Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
