KingPK 0 Report post Posted August 19, 2005 HeldDown starts off without an opening video, a greeting from Sofa Central, none of the pomp and circumstance normally associated with this great television broadcast. Instead, the camera focuses on the ring, zooming in on one Stephen Joseph, standing in the middle of the ring with a microphone, absorbing the cheers from 1/2 of the arena, and the boos from the other half. And with that, Stephen Joseph looks directly into the camera and begins his opus anew. Stephen Joseph I suppose I should come to the heart of the matter, but, oh c'mon last week was fun wasn't it? ::The Crowd Pops:: There's so much to say, so much to explicate, where can I begin? I got cheered, that never happens. And why? Because rather than clocking Zack Malibu across his shiny noggin, I turned the chair on GPX. They SHOULD have known better than to have been in that ring. ::He pauses, sips some water:: Now, the question on your minds must be. Why did you help Zack Malibu? ::pause:: I didn't help Zack Malibu. I helped MYSELF. See, its pretty clear that around here, no one really looks out for ole BPP. Except my pal Puerto and our family, that's it. And you all hate us, even though we bring the content, bring the matches, and bring you out of your seats week in, week out. So long as we were left alone at the end of the night, we were happy to entertain and get a paycheck. See, this is cutting beyond what you see here in this ring. I know most of you read the dirtsheets, you know what beef is real and what beef isn't. And you all know that right now, our Board of Directors is in turmoil. Hell, you see who they appointed as General Manager! I'll tell you right now I don't believe a damn thing Calvin says, and I damn sure don't think he's here to be "fair". So here, now, I was left with the choice. These Upstarts, or these Originals. Which vision will carry through? And as I was thinking to myself, I thought about the matches in the past. I thought about the 60 minute Iron Man Match with Tony. I thought about the Cage Matches, the Inferno matches, and I realized something. If there's going to be a war, France I am not! I'm going to pick and choose a side. I just had to answer one question...Is it better the enemy that I don't know, or the enemy I do know? And really, there's only one answer. So Tony, this one's for you baby! GPX, you want to take a numbers advantage over us old-timers? You want to forcibly take over? Fine. Because at AngleSlam, I'm challenging you both to a Tag Team Cage Match. And I hope that someone from the Originals will stand WITH me, because that night, momentum's going to change. Remember kiddos. Fuck me? No Pissant! Fuck YOU! Joseph tosses the mic out towards Buffer and steps through the ropes. COLE Strong words from an OAOAST veteran, challenging the Global Party XChange to a tag team cage match at Angleslam, which is just over a week away. Who will be his partner? CABOOSE Hey, I'm Originals through and through, but even I have to draw the line somewhere. COLE A belated welcome from us at Sofa Central. We're coming to you this week from Lexington, Kentucky, the second to last stop on the road to AngleSlam in Chi-town. We've got two big tag matches in store for you tonight, including our main event, which pits The Heavenly Rockers against The New New Midnight Express in a 15 foot high steel cage! If the Express loses, they leave the OAOAST forever! *The camera cuts backstage to show Mike Guerriero walking down the hall. He stops at a doorway, then takes a deep breath and walks in. The camera cuts over to show Alfdogg sitting on a bench polishing his belt, and the crowd gives a big pop upon seeing him. Alf looks up with a strange look on his face.* ALF ...can I help you? MIKE Yeah, I'm Mike Guerriero. You made a big announcement last week for a match for AngleSlam. ALF That's right. MIKE So if it's not too much trouble, I'd like to request one of the five spots in that match. ALF (standing up) You know...you're actually the first person who's had the guts to come in here and challenge me for this match. And not only that, someone with your limited experience in this fed, you actually came to me and did it man-to-man. So you know what? Experience aside, you've obviously got some guts. You're on. MIKE That's great! Thanks a lot. *Mike extends his hand* *Alf looks at the hand, then looks back up at Mike* ALF Good luck. *Mike looks at his own hand* MIKE Thanks! *The camera zooms in to show Alf shaking his head as Mike leaves his locker room.* COLE Well, young Mike Guerriero looking to make a name for himself in ten days at AngleSlam, Coach! COACH Well, that'll be a hell of a way to do it, should he somehow manage to walk out of AngleSlam with the Heartland title! Commercial break Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
KingPK 0 Report post Posted August 19, 2005 COLE Welcome back to HeldDOWN~!. Back at License to Pin, we saw a hellacious brawl between the suspended Brodie Lewis and current OAOAST World Women's Champion Jenny Adams, that resulted in Jenny being knocked out cold and sent to the hospital. Jenny has not been able to defend her belt since, and the OAOAST Championship Committee voted to strip her of the belt. Therefore, we need a new champion... COACH And yesterday afternoon, they found a way to determine one...at Angleslam 2005, we will have a gauntlet match to determine who will be the new Women's Champion, as El Chica Generico, Confusia, Constance, Valerie, and "Floggin'" Molly Matthews will all do battle, with the winner walking away with the gold! "Any Way You Want It" by Rise Against starts up, and out comes Ashley Street for the first time since June! The crowd applauds, as she stands at the top of the aisle and just takes in the moment. COLE Didn't expect to see her here! Thought her unfortunate car accident in June would have kept her away longer than this! Ashley pulls a microphone out of her pocket. ASHLEY Wow...thanks for remembering me. I'm glad to be back, and I think everything's working fine now. Um, I'm gonna try and make this short and sweet. A few weeks back, a really good friend of mine got targetted by a horrible person, out to take her out of the sport she loves for whatever evil reasons this person has. She put money on the line for whoever could do it...Brodie Lewis, I'll deal with you when you come back. But for whoever this "benefactor" is that put the money on the line and couldn't do your own dirty work...I'm gunnin' for you! Angleslam...I'm not going to beg and moan for a spot in the World Title Gauntlet. Oh no...I've got it signed...I got this "benefactor, whoever it might be, one-on-one! Either she shows up and fights me, or she cowers away like the punk that I know she is. Trained wrestler or not, the athletic commissions all signed off on this match because of the circumstances... The lights go out all of a sudden! COLE What's going on? Flashbulbs go off, as audience members try and catch a glimpse of what's going on...and the the lights come up! Ashley's in the ring, laid out, flat on her face! Cut to the floor cameraman, who's got a tight shot on what looks like a note on her back... COACH It looks like it says "See you at Angleslam..." COLE Wow...this person who funded the Jenny Adams unofficial witchhunt has obviously finally decided to do her own dirty deeds...but still hides behind a sea of darkness! CABOOSE Please...she probably didn't want to get swarmed by jealous fans, and therefore is choosing to hide her identity for her own safety! COLE Yeah, safety from everyone else in the locker room! Whatever...Ashley Street is out to avenge her friend, and is gonna do so at Angleslam! (Fade into Calvin's office, where Crystal and Calvin are seemingly having a stareoff...) CALVIN I guess you're pretty proud of yourself, huh Crystal? CRYSTAL Well, I do love it when a plan goes off without a hitch, so yes, I'm quite happy with myself Mr. GM. An Original, with a belt, has a bum knee and is ripe for the pickings for the Upstarts. What isn't there to be happy about? CALVIN Let's get one thing straight here, Crystal: I don't care much for this "Civil War" that's going on -- but it's making me money, so I'm happy. I don't care that you guys have one-upped the Originals -- but people are watching, and I'm making money. But you know what I do care about, Crystal? My X-Champion, my extremely popular X-Champion, is out with an injury, and now I'm losing money. CRYSTAL (cutting in not-very-nicely) Oh please, Peter Knight not wrestling is losing you money? Hell, put anyone in his place and the money is doubled. CALVIN Funny you say that, because it seems to me that Peter is a whole lot more popular than you, and when he's on the TV screen, he pops the ratings. Not to mention the merchandise sales, his work with my good friends at the Coca-Cola Company -- Crystal, I'm planning on retiring a few years, and this is going to be the guy that pays for my house and yacht in Miami, and I'm not going to have you running around with your buddy Gunner ruining that. CRYSTAL If I'm not getting you any money GM, why don't you just fire me? I'm sure any other wrestling company in the world would love me. CALVIN Believe me, I'd love to. But after what you did last week, I simply can't. OAOAST fans all over the world want to see Peter Knight kick your scrawny ass for last week, and I'm going to give the fans what they want. So at AngleSlam, it's Peter Knight vs. Crystal for the X-Title. (Calvin pauses for the cheap pop from the fans. He winks at the camera, and Crystal moves to say something, but Calvin puts up a hand and grins.) CALVIN Oh, and I think I'm going to ban Gunner from ringside. (If looks could kill, Calvin would have been dead a decade ago with the look Crystal is giving. Quickly though, her face contorts into a sneer.) CRYSTAL You do that Calvin, but don't come bitching to me when your "extremely popular" ex-champion can't stand because I crippled him! That is, if he can even limp his way to AngleSlam. COLE A completely fair decision by Calvin. If Crystal wants to take PK down, she should do it on her own. COACH Who the hell would buy anything endorsed by Knight? Now, a life-sized cardboard cutout of Crystal in a bikini made from those plastic six-pack rings? THAT'S money! ~The camera cuts to the locker room of Satan’s Foot Soldiers.~ Belial: Lilith, when do we get to wrestle again? I came to the OAOAST from Memphis to become a legend, but I haven’t wrestled in like a month! Lilith: Be patient, Belial, SATAN will guide us to glory! Belial: No! If you won’t do anything, I’ll go talk to the new GM! ~Belial walks out the door and slams it shut. Lilith gathers Asmodai and Mephisto to her.~ Lilith: We must be careful, my friends, Belial may not be as loyal to Lord Satan as we thought. Commercial break Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
KingPK 0 Report post Posted August 19, 2005 Back from commercial, we go once again into the office of the NEW General Manager of HeldDOWN, Calvin Szechstein, as he talks on his cell phone. CALVIN Yes, yes, of course we can look into that… A knock at the door. A bothered look comes over Calvin's face. CALVIN Come in. In comes Belial, oddly not in his robe, but in his wrestling gear. Calvin looks at him, trying to place a face to the name, and getting annoyed when he doesn't. CALVIN (into his phone) Hold on, I've got another call... (he puts his hand over the receiver; to Belial) Can I help you? BELIAL I’m Belial. CALVIN ... I've never heard of you. BELIAL Seriously? I’m part of Satan’s Foot Soldiers. CALVIN Never heard of them either. Look, I am a very busy man, are you even a wrestler? BELIAL Yes, sir. CALVIN Okay, that's good... so what is it that you want, Mr. Bellwether? BELIAL It’s Belial, sir. Look, the fact that you don’t know me is the problem. I, like every other wrestler in the company, want to be famous. To do that, I need to be on TV. I need a match tonight. Calvin is flipping through his papers. CALVIN Well, you're not in any of my papers... but hey, I'm feeling generous tonight. I've got this stud in OAOVW, Samuel Jackson. Nice kid, sponsors love him. You can have him, I'll watch how you do, and then, hey, we'll see what happens. Okay? BELIAL Thank you, sir. CALVIN Yeah, uh, you're welcome, now get the hell out of my office. I'm trying to get rich over here. Belial walks out, looking disappointed about how he was essentially dismissed. Calvin puts the phone back to his ear. CALVIN Augustus? You still there? ... Oh, yeah, that was my mother... Cut to Michael Cole at Sofa Central, with Jesse "The Body" Ventura. COLE I'd like to welcome in the man who will be color commentary for not only this match, but also the cage match later tonight, Jesse "The Body" Ventura. Jess, big match coming up next, one I know you're looking forward to. VENTURA That's right, Michael Cole. You got CWM and my personal favorite Tony Brannigan vs. The Sk8ter Boiz for the OAOAST World Tag Team Titles. The Boiz have spent the past 3 or so weeks overseas, successfully defending their title and winning the European Tag Cup. They've been referred to as the luckiest tag team in the world. Tonight I believe their luck runs out. I predict new tag team champions. "BOOOOOOOOOO!" COLE Jess, this will be the first time CWM and Tony Brannigan have ever teamed up. There's been some tension between the two in recent weeks, tension they've apparently worked out. But it still doesn't change the fact this is their first time teaming together. What effect will that have on them? VENTURA Very little I think. Not only are they former World Champions, but they're also former World Tag Team Champions. They know what it's like tagging up. COLE The tag team title match is next. So let's go up to Michael Buffer. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is for the OAOAST World Tag Team Championship! It is set for one fall. Introducing first, the challengers. The lights go out and the opening chords of the song kick in as a mist fills the entrance way. "I would never bother you I would never promise to I will never follow you I will never bother you Never say a word again I will crawl away for good" The mist fades and CWM appears, to a chorus of boos, Nirvana's "You Know You're Right" blaring in the background. BUFFER Making his way to the ring, from Abbotsford, British Columbia, Canada, weighing 245 pounds, C...W...M! CWM enters the ring and slumps down in the corner. "He's simply ravishing...OWWWW!" The former World Champion not pleased with the reception he receives, sneering at the crowd as he makes his way to the ring. BUFFER His tag team partner. From Hollywood, U.S.A., weighing 262 pounds, TONY BRANNIGAN! Together they represent THE ORIGINAL ELITE! "BOOOOOOOOO!" Tony removes his robe and flexes for the hard camera before running the ropes. The fans not at all impressed. He pulls back on the top rope as... CUE: Green Day's "Boulevard of Broken Dreams" ...3 yellow lights shine down on the entranceway, two green pryo missles SHOOTING out of the stage. "YEEEEAAAAAHHHHH!" BUFFER And their opponents. From Edmonton, Alberta, Canada, weighing 445 pounds, they are the OAOAST World Tag Team Champions... THE SK8TER BOIZ! The Boiz scroll to the ring on their skateboards, fans reaching over the railing to touch Edmonton natives. The Boiz kick their boards up and step into the ring. They take off their tag titles and pose on the second turnbuckle. They jump down and hand the belts over to referee Charles Robinson, who shows them to the Elite and then holds them up in the air mid-ring. He walks over to the corner and hands the belts to Michael Buffer, then calls for the bell. * DING DING * COLE The bells ring and we're underway. Charles Robinson your referee for this match. Quite the matchup this will be, fans, and we're proud to be broadcasting this to you on TSM. Tony Brannigan and Hell Mel will start for their teams. Brannigan scopes out the competition, circling around Hell Mel, laughing at the Canadian's scrawny physique. Brannigan flaunts his stuff, doing an array of poses that ends with a double bicep pose. "BOOOOOOOO!" VENTURA Aw, yeah. Check out the body definition, Cole. The arms, the pecs, the traps, the quads -- everything perfect. Even Hell Mel is impressed with Tony. COLE He looks great. Hell Mel comes back with poses of his own, stealing Hulk Hogan's routine and ending with the cupping of the ear and a hip swivel. Irate, Tony kicks the bottom rope. "YEEEEAAAAAHHHH!" COLE Check out that body, Body. VENTURA What are those morons cheering about? That body doesn't have any definition! All skin and bones. Brannigan charges his much smaller opponent, Hell Mel using his speed to get away. Tony hits hard in the corner, bouncing out and walking into an INVERTED ATOMIC DROP. Mel with another inverted atomic drop. The well-endowed Brannigan tip-toes around the ring in agony, squatting. Hell Mel hits the ropes and takes Brannigan off his feet with a clothesline, and another. The Marv tagged in. He catches Tony charging in with an armdrag takeover, followed by a dropkick. The 6'6, 262 pound challenger rushing to his feet only to be brought down by another armdrag. The Marv applies an armbar and tags out. Hell Mel off the top with the SHOOTING STAR DOUBLE-AXEHANDLE! Brannigan walks away, grabbing his arm. VENTURA This ain't the Olympics! He ain't gonna get no points for such a flashy move. Who does he think he is -- Mary Lou Retton? Kinda looks like her too. Hell Mel places Tony back in the armbar. Brannigan with a kneelift to the mid-section, firing Mel to the ropes. As Mel hits the ropes, CWM KNEES him from behind. He drags Mel into the corner and CHOKES him with the tag rope as Tony rests on one knee, being looked over by the referee. After CWM lets Mel out of the corner, Brannigan RAKES the eyes with the laces of the boot. He picks the Boi up and nails him head-first into the dull black boot of CWM. The Original Elite with a tag. CWM coming in and whalloping Hell Mel in the corner with stiff forearm and knee strikes. Snap suplex into a lateral press. ONE... TW-- KICKOUT! Snapmare takeover, CWM digging the fingers into the nose of Hell Mel. He rams Mel into Tony's knee and tags him in. Tony punishes Mel with rights, keeping him isolated in the Elite's part of the ring. Mel shoved in the corner, Brannigan ramming the shoulder into the gut. Charles Robinson has Tony back away, which ends up allowing CWM to choke Mel with the tag rope once again. COLE Turn around, ref! CWM choking the life out of Mel with the tag rope. The Marv jumping up and down like crazy on the apron, doing anything he can to get Charles' attention. Gagging, Hell Mel catches Tony coming in with a kick and strikes CWM with an elbow to the gut. The crowd gets going as Mel fights out of the corner with rights and lefts. Tony drops down and waistlocks Mel, tagging in CWM. Hell Mel continues to fight, and gets aid from his partner/brother Marv. The Marv, known to friends and family as Marvin Nerdly, pulls Tony off Mel and the Sk8ter Boiz and Original Elite slug it out in the ring. The Elite taking control by RAKING the eyes. The Boiz whipped to the ropes. They duck under a double clothesline and send the Elite flying out of the ring with STEREO DROPKICKS! The Boiz hit the ropes as CWM and Tony rise to their feet, diving through and crashing onto the Elite outside with a pair of SUICIDE DIVES! Hell Mel tosses CWM, the legal man, back inside the ring and tags out. Whatever double-team move the Boiz had in mind is altered when CWM reverses Mel's Irish whip. The Marv and Hell Mel improvise. Mel sliding through CWM's legs and out of the ring, allowing brother Marv to leap to the top rope from the middle of the apron and connect with a SPRINGBOARD CROSS BODYBLOCK! ONE... TWO... TH-- NO, KICKOUT! CWM the first to get to his feet. SPINNING EL-- No, Marv counters into a CRUCIFIX! ONE... TWO... TH-- NO! CWM lunges at Marv, who leapfrogs over and jumps onto the middle rope, springing back and missing a reverse back elbow, hitting nothing but canvas. And does CWM make him pay. Stomping the hell out of him near the ropes. The Marv brought back to his feet and viciously rammed into the top turnbuckle. Marv whipped to the far corner, CWM following him in and drilling him with a clothesline, then taking him down with a BULLDOG! ONE... TWO... KICKOUT! The Marv squirms and kicks his feet as CWM chokes him. CWM ignoring Charles Robinson's request to break. The former World Champion stomps Marv in the gut and walks over to the corner, removing the turnbuckle pad and exposing the steel. COLE Oh, no, Jesse! He's gonna ram The Marv into the steel! VENTURA If he does it, it'll probably get him and Tony disqualified. The Marv puts the foot up on the middle turnbuckle, preventing CWM from sending him into the expose steel. He nails CWM with a quick strike to the ribs and tries sending CWM head-first into the steel, but he too blocks it with his foot and responds in kind with an elbow strike to the ribs, even throwing in a side Russian legsweep for free. ONE... TWO... KICKOUT! CWM with the tag. Tony Brannigan stepping in and hammering Marv with a couple of forearm shots followed by a suplex. He faces the hard camera and gives the world the famous hip swivel. "BOOOOOOOOOO!" VENTURA How great of Tony, Cole, for him to find time out of his busy match to give the people what they came to see? "TO-NY SUCKS!" "TO-NY SUCKS!" "TO-NY SUCKS!" COLE The fans not as impressed as you are, Jess. VENTURA They oughta be. Tony driving the elbow repeatedly into the chest of Marv. Snapmare takeover into a reverse chinlock. Charles Robinson checking to see it isn't a choke. Brannigan makes kissy faces at the camera before rising to his feet and dropping the elbow across the forehead. Tony swiveling the hips again, the crowd jeering. He picks Marv up and whips him to the near side. Sidewalk-- No, countered into the TILT-A-WHIRL HEADSCISSORS! Tony gets up on the wrong side of town. Right hand by Hell Mel. He staggers around into a right hand from The Marv. He staggers back to the corner and another right from Hell Mel. Then again from The Marv. Irish whip. The Marv lowers his head, Tony halts and drills Marv with a knee to the side of the head. He then cradles the head and turns Marv over. RUDE AWAKENING coming up. Hell Mel enters and stuns Brannigan with a DROPKICK, allowing Marv to break Tony's grip and counter with a BACKSLIDE! ONE... TWO... TH-- NO! CWM with the save. All 4 men now slugging it out in the ring. The Boiz getting the better of the Elite. Double-leg takedowns into a pair of FIGURE-4 LEGLOCKS! VENTURA I don't believe it. That's CWM's move, Cole. They're stealing his move! COLE Some of the all-time greats have used the Figure-4 to great success, most notably the two "Nature Boy's" -- Hall of Famer Buddy Rogers and future Hall of Famer Ric Flair. VENTURA The Marv and Hell Mel aren't no all-time greats, that's for sure. CWM rakes The Marv's eyes, Tony doing the same on Hell Mel. Tony gets up with a limp, applying a front facelock on Marv and making the tag to CWM. CWM with a kick to the ribcage. The Marv trying to get away from his opponent, but like Statefarm CWM is there. Irish whip, CWM charging in. If Hell Mel wasn't lying down on the apron, recovering from the eye rake, a tag could've been made. Instead Marv floats over, CWM kicking him in the gut and setting up for a running CONSPIRACY BOMB. As Marv is lifted in the air, he makes the tag unbeknownst to CWM. CWM runs out of the corner and is DROPKICKED from behind. The Marv taking him over with a HURRICARANA. The Boiz fire CWM off to the ropes. Double backdrop. CWM nailed with a couple of high-impact moves. First, Marv and ROTATIONAL INERITA (standing moonsault into elbow drop), then Hell Mel and a plain ol' STANDING MOONSAULT! ONE... TWO... TH-- NO, KICKOUT! Hell Mel whips CWM to the corner, tailing behind him and hitting hard in the corner as CWM moves out of the way and rolls him up in a SCHOOL BOY. ONE... TWO... KICKOUT! Irish whip. CWM missing a clothesline, Hell Mel ducking under and leaping to the middle rope. SPRINGBOARD DDT! ONE... TWO... TH-- KICKOUT! Hell Mel with a fury of rights. He looks over to the corner and sees the exposed steel turnbuckle. CWM whip to the exposed corner, his partner Tony Brannigan running over and jumping on top of the exposed turnbuckle. CWM bounces off Tony's body, diving out of the way of an attempted Stinger Splash in the corner. Mel catches himself in the corner and KICKS Tony hard enough that he's sent in the air and crotches himself on the top rope! CWM coming from behind and HEADBUTTING Mel into Tony! Brannigan falling to the apron, holding his head. VENTURA Oh! He headbutted him into Tony! COLE CWM using his partner as a human shield. A move right out of the legendary Andersons playbook. CWM with the cover. ONE... TWO... KICKOUT! CWM stomping the co-holder of the tag title. The Marv fighting back from his knees with rights that don't even faze the 6'3 challenger. Hard knee to the side of the head by CWM. The Marv whipped to the corner, CWM following in and met with a FOOT to the face. The Marv following up with a sunset flip that gets two. CWM stuns Marv with a kick to the mid-section and drags him to the Elite's corner in a headlock. As CWM prepares to make the tag, Marv breaks out of the headlock and HEADBUTTS CWM into Tony! The momentum on his side Marv continues to bring it. CWM drops down, Marv hopping over and coming off the middle rope with an ASAI MOONSAULT. He lands on his feet as CWM rolls away, but his knee gives. Doubled over and holding his leg, The Marv leaves himself prone to attack. SHINING WIZARD! ONE... TWO... TH-- NO! Hell Mel with the save. CWM immediately goes after the leg. He drags Marv to the corner, sliding out of the ring and bashing the leg into the RINGPOST. Again. The Marv drags himself back towards the center of the ring, clutching his leg. COLE CWM taking a peak at his corner, Tony still down. He may have a concussion, Jess. VENTURA Possibily. But CWM can handle it in the meantime while Brannigan recovers outside. That's why he's an Elite, Cole. CWM grabs the leg and drops a succession of elbows before scissoring Marv's injured left leg. CWM lowers the kneepad and hammers the knee with his fist. While twisting the ankle, CWM throws elbows into the side of the head. Charles Robinson checking to see if Marv might not to consider giving up. CWM gets back to a vertical base along with Marv's leg and buries the knee above the calf, torquing the ankle to the right. The Marv screaming in pain. Hell Mel pounding the top turnbuckle, doing everything in his power to get the crowd behind his brother. "LET'S GO MARV!" *clap*clap*clapclapclap* "LET'S GO MARV!" *clap*clap*clapclapclap* "LET'S GO MARV!" *clap*clap*clapclapclap* The Marv pumps his fist, encouraging the crowd to keep it up. He pulls CWM's head back and connects with a clubbering forearm shot to the chest. CWM fires back with an elbow, putting a stop to Marv's comeback attempt. CWM gets back to his feet and applies a SPINNING TOEHOLD, the prelude to the Figure-4 Leglock. The Marv uses his right foot to shove CWM into the ropes. CWM collides with Tony as he finally gets back up on the apron! Brannigan falls to the arena floor. With both Elite members down, The Marv makes his move. He crawls to the corner, the fans clapping and stomping their feet. CWM rises back up and tries to get to The Marv before he has the chance to make the tag. The Marv looks back and sees CWM charging, he dives towards his corner and...MAKES THE TAG! "YEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHH!" Hell Mel slingshots into the ring and levels CWM with a clothesline. Off the near side ropes with a SPRINGBOARD LEGDROP! The cover. ONE... TWO... TH-- KICKOUT! Now off the far side with a SPINNING HEEL KICK. Hell Mel goes to the corner, his back facing CWM and climbs up the turnbuckles. MOONSAULT! ONE... TWO... TH-- NO, KICKOUT! The Boiz climb up opposite corners. The Marv with a MISSLE DROPKICK! Woozy, CWM gets up. Hell Mel off the top with his own MISSLE DROPKICK! The Boiz bring CWM back to his feet, lifting him up for a double back suplex then dropping him forward like a flapjack. WALK THE DOG! Hell Mel with the cover. Charles Robinson asking The Marv to get out of the ring. The crowd boos as JIVIN' J.R. makes his way to the ring. Charles jumps over Mel and makes the count. ONE... TWO... THREE-- NO! VENTURA Tony pulls the referee out of the ring! COLE DAMN HIM! J.R. jumps on the apron, drawing the attention of Charles Robinson. The Marv steps back into the ring and charges Brannigan. He leaps over the top rope, but Tony catches him in mid-air and rams him into the ringpost. He drops to a knee, still reeling from all those headbutts. Meanwhile, in the ring, Hell Mel whips CWM to the ropes. TILT-A-WHIRL ROCK B-- NO, countered into the POLLYCUTTER! CWM has Mel pinned, but the referee is still distracted by J.R. J.R. frantically points behind Charles, telling him to go make the count. But Charles wants him off the apron first. CWM gets in J.R.'s face. Charles Robinson caught between the two. J.R. holding onto his waist. CWM reaches over Charles and drills J.R. with a right hand! J.R. pulling Charles out with him. COLE That's one way to get him down. VENTURA That oughta be me hittin' Jim Ross. That fat okie owes me royalties for the J.R. gimmick. As CWM turns around, he's leveled by a clothesline...from TONY! COLE MY GOD! Tony just turned on CWM. Tony picks his "partner" up and rams him head-first into the exposed steel turnbuckle. Kick to the gut, followed by the ATTITUDE ADJUSTMENT PILEDRIVER! He places Hell Mel on top of CWM! COLE What the hell is going on? The crowd is absolutely stunned. Charles slides back into the ring. Tony having since exited. He watches on in the background as Charles counts... ONE... TWO... THREE! * DING DING DING DING * A subdue pop, the crowd still getting over what just happened. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen... Ladies and gentlemen, the winners and still World Tag Team Champions... THE SK8TER BOIZ! Hell Mel grabs the belts and his brother and gets the hell away from ringside. Tony grabs J.R., removing his BELT and then disgarding him like trash afterwards. He slides back in the ring and WHIPS CWM across the stomach with the belt! * WHAP * * WHAP * CWM rolls onto his stomach. * WHAP * * WHAP * * WHAP * COLE In the immortal words of J.R. -- "He's whipping him like a government mule." For the first time in a long time, chants of "CWM" echo inside the arena as Brannigan continues whipping him, opening up cuts on his back. He ties the belt around CWM's neck. RUDE AWAKENING! He doesn't let go, though. Picking CWM back up and hitting another Rude Awakening, and another before OAOAST officials finally get to the ring. Tony stands over CWM and swivels his whips. OAOAST officials watching on in disgust in the background. COLE Fans, we're just as confused as you are. CWM had the match won with the Pollycutter, but Tony Brannigan, his own tag team partner turned on him, Jesse. Why? VENTURA Only Tony knows. But something tells me it involves the World Heavyweight Title. COLE We gotta take a break. We'll be back with more after this. Commercial break Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
KingPK 0 Report post Posted August 19, 2005 We go backstage where Michael Cole is sitting in a chair opposite The Parka, who is maskless and in street clothes. The fans in the arena can be heard cheering even where Cole and Parka sit. COLE Welcme back to the show ladies and gentlemen. I am here backstage for a very special interview. Tonight I am going to talk to the man who just last week challenged Vitamin X to a Street Fight at AngleSlam. That of course being The Parka. Parka politely waves to the camera. COLE Parka a lot of people are wondering why you chose such a dangerous match in your condition. Some say that you want to prove something to yourself and the fans while others say you took one too many shots to the head. PARKA Well I think I know who said the latter, but I'm not going to worry about that. However, the first reason you said is not far off. I think I have already proven myself to the fans, it's myself that I have to prove something to. At License to Pin I lost that match. I'm not going to make any excuses about my back hurting, because the truth is Vitamin X was the better man that night. This of course brings up a question in my mind...do I still have it? COLE I think most of the fans out there would say you do. PARKA Yes, but most of the fans don't make their living doing this. I wake up every morning wondering if my best days are behind me. It's not like my back was rebroken at License to Pin. I was in pain yes, but not to the point that I wanted to quit. So again I ask myself if I still have it and the only way I can answer that is to get back in the ring with Vitamin X. COLE Okay, but why a Street Fight? PARKA Because whether I win or lose there needs to be a distinct winner at AngleSlam. I can't go on another month not knowing the truth. If my next match with Vitamin X ended in count out or DQ then I wouldn't have my answers. COLE I don't think you've lost it and neither do a lot of the people in the back. Vitamin X has been coming out and claiming he's retired you for the last couple of weeks, but you've been through a lot of wars in your time here to be put down by one loss. PARKA You're right I have been through a lot of wars. I scarred up my body in the Dream Machines' war with Totally Endorsed. I damn near had my skull cracked by a cell door at License to Pin '04. Of course I also injured my back helping Blurricane fight his war with his fake father. I didn't quit then and I won't quit now. I just got to know if time has passed me by or not. If it has then I'm not going to lie to you, I'll bow out gracefully rather than make a fool of myself. However, I will not back down from the immediate issue with Vitamin X until it is resolved. COLE So you're going to let Vitamin X's taunts get to you? PARKA This isn't about what he said. I don't care if he comes out there saying he ended my career. I don't let crap like that get to me. This is something I've been dealing with since the injury. AngleSlam is my chance to get back in the game or go out with a bang. It's either going to be a time of new beginnings or a big ending. Hopefully it will be new beginnings. COLE What about what Vitamin X did to the El Camino? We haven't heard much from you on the subject. PARKA The thing was falling apart anyway. Now he's given me an excuse to get a new car. Like I said I can't let stupid crap like that get to me. COLE It sounds like your time working with Eddy Kalm has paid off. PARKA It has helped a lot. Two years ago I would have probably killed Vitamin X for what he did, and come AngleSlam I might just do that. However, I am not going to let him goad me into doing something stupid. All my violence is going to take place inside that ring, or around it seeing as we are in a Street Fight. I know that backstage the Lightning Crew is lurking around every corner, waiting for me. COLE Is your back up to the task for AngleSlam? PARKA The doctors say that as long as I take it easy until AngleSlam, do my rehab exercises, and play it safe, then come AngleSlam I should be able to go. Will there be some pain? Yes. Will I let it distract me? No. COLE You realize that there will be a large target on your back and Vitamin X will attack it? PARKA I'm not afraid. VITAMIN X Then you are stupid. BOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! Vitamin X enters the backstage room that Cole and Parka are in. He is dressed in nice clothes and the El Camino hubcap is still around his neck. He takes a seat on the arm of Cole's chair and Cole looks nervous. VITAMIN X Relax Cole, I'm here to talk with Parka. You're stupid for stepping back into the ring and you're stupid for being here tonight. I guess you want to be crippled don't you? PARKA You'd have to cripple me before I'd let a punk like you retire me. Parka stands up and gets face to face with Vitamin X. VITAMIN X Calm down man...I thought you had beaten that temper of yours? PARKA I am calm. VITAMIN X Oh that's right you don't let crap get to you. You sit here and say that you don't care that I trashed your car, but you're lying. COLE Parka he's just trying to make you do something... VITAMIN X & PARKA Shut up Cole!!! The two men stare each other down. VITAMIN X That was real cute last week sending your old mentor out to punk me, but you know what...I'm not going to let it get to me. I'm sure I won't have to worry about him anymore. That old man probably broke a hip jumping off the top rope onto me! Vitamin X smirks in Parka's face trying to make him mad. VITAMIN X Are you going to send out Eddy Kalm next to bore me to death with one of his motivational speeches? Is that your strategy? Maybe the week after that you'll start sending family members to get me. It would be nice to see your Mom again...her and I go way back. Parka stands still and just smiles. VITAMIN X Okay...I see how you're playing this. You don't want to over strain your back before AngleSlam. Fine, then let me just leave you with this. AngleSlam is a moot point because I already proved at License to Pin that I am THAT much better than YOU! Vitamin X holds the hubcap up in Parka's face and then turns to leave. PARKA We'll see at AngleSlam. We fade out on a shot of Parka's smiling face. AngleSlam 2005 LIVE! Sunday, August 28th Only on PPV!! *DING DING DING* ~”Armed Combat” by Dennis starts up as Sam Jackson walks out. Michael Buffer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, making his OAOAST debut tonight, he hails from Memphis, Tennessee, and weighs in at 242 lbs, ladies and gentlemen, please welcome SAM JACK-SON! Cole: This kid is getting a great chance tonight to show the skills he refined in his hometown of Memphis to the great OAOAST fans around the world. Caboose: He could also show just why no one cares about the Memphis territory too….. ~The newcomer waves to the fans as he gets into the ring and starts to warm up, but he is interrupted as… ~”The Lightbringer” by Interfector starts up and Belial walks out in his robe. He flips back the hood to look at the crowd bathed in red light before walking quickly down the ramp toward the ring.~ Michael Buffer: Introducing, from Death Valley in California, he weighs in at 230 lbs and represents Satan’s Foot Soldiers, this is BEL-IAL! ~Belial pulls off his robe and slides into the ring and goes right after Jackson, hitting him with a series of punches and snap kicks to the midsection.~ Caboose: Belial is originally from Memphis too, you know. Cole: He denied himself when he joined Satan’s Foot Soldiers, he no longer says that he’s from Memphis. He even denies that his name is John Smith. Caboose: Cole, if your name was John Smith, I’d deny knowing you too. Cole: That doesn’t even make sense, Caboose! Coach: It does to me, playa. Cole and Caboose: SHUT UP COACH! ~Back in the ring, Belial whips Sam into the ropes and hits him on the rebound with a kitchen sink. He pulls Jackson back up to his feet, but Jackson starts fighting back, landing punches and elbows to the midsection of Belial, driving him back, then winds up and punches Belial straight between the eyes, knocking him to the mat.~ Cole: Shades of Mark Jindrak there! ~Jackson, unlike Jindrak, doesn’t even attempt to get a pin fall out of his punch, instead, he pulls up Belial and drives his knee into Belial’s back, then pull out his arms, applying a surfboard.~ Cole: Jackson’s finisher is a sit out powerbomb, so this surfboard, which softens up Belial’s spine and back in general, makes all kinds of sense. Caboose: But there’s only so much damage he can do with this hold, he needs to transition or he’s just going to be wasting time. Cole: We’ve just received word that we need to take a quick commercial break, but if the match ends during the break, we’ll show it to you when we come back. ~Commercial break, then comes back to Belial slamming Jackson’s head into the barricade on the outside.~ Cole: We apologize for having to take that break, fans. During it, Belial slipped out of the surfboard and took control of the match. Caboose: We came back at just the right time, Cole. Look, Jackson is a bloody mess! I love it! ~The camera shows us Jackson lying on the floor, bleeding a pretty fair amount from the forehead.~ Caboose: That may not be much on the Muta scale, but it will affect his stamina and should help Belial pick up a nice victory. ~Belial pulls up Jackson by the hair and rolls him into the ring, then gets in himself. He attempts a pin fall. The ref counts 1, 2, no!~ Cole: Jackson kicks out, this kid has a lot of heart. Caboose: Makes sense, actually, his head is leaking blood, so the heart is pumping it up there faster so he can stay conscious, so it WOULD get bigger. The heart is a muscle, you know. ~Michael Cole is utter dumbfounded, he has no clue how to respond.~ Cole: I guess ~In the ring, Belial pulls up Jackson and attempts an Irish Whip, but Jackson reverses and whips Belial into the ropes, and catch him on the rebound, looks like a side slam, no, a backbreaker!~ Cole: There’s the backbreaker, from what I have learned about this kid, he likes to use that to set up the powerbomb! ~Jackson puts one arm up as he walks over to pull up Belial and lifts him up for the sit out powerbomb.~ Cole: Belial rolls through! ~The referee makes the count on the roll up! 1! 2! No! They both roll and get up, but Belial is a bit quicker on the trigger, snapping a kick to the midsection, and then stuffs him in.~ Caboose: He’s going to hit the Satanic Skull Crusher! Jackson won’t wake up for a week! ~Belial hits the piledriver, and then rolls into the pin. 1! 2! 3!~ Caboose: I see no reason why our GM won’t have liked what he saw. The camera cuts to The Lightning Crew dressing room, where “Mean” Gene Okuerland is standing. “MEAN” GENE OKUERLAND Fans, in just two weeks, the OAOAST shall present to you its annual summer spectacular, AngleSlam. And at AngleSlam, for the first time ever, three Lightning Crew members will be competing. We have the Street Fight between Vitamin X and The Parka. As we just found out at OAOAST.Com, Ayane Mitsui has accepted Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez’s challenge for a one-on-one match. And also at AngleSlam, the OAOAST 24/7 Championship will be defended, when Otaku II challenges my guest at this time, “The Corporate Champion” Tha Puerto Rican. PRL steps into the shot, inciting loud boos from the crowd. PRL has a smirk on his face, and is wearing his warmup gear and sunglasses. He is carrying the OAOAST 24/7 Championship belt on his right shoulder. “MEAN” GENE OKUERLAND Now P.R., in 10 days, you will square off against someone who is, arguably, your toughest challenge, since gaining the 24/7 Title back in April. What are your thoughts heading into this match? “THE CORPORATE CHAMPION” THA PUERTO RICAN “Mean” Gene, I am SO looking forward to defending my title against Otaku at AngleSlam! Why, you ask? Because I LOVE kicking the crap out of trash talking jabronies! Otaku, you think you scare Tha Puerto Rican just because you have beaten up the members of The Lightning Crew? You think you scare Tha Puerto Rican just because you have threaten to take my PRESTIGIOUS 24/7 Title away from me at AngleSlam? Well, Otaku, I’m sorry to say, but you don’t scare me! I’m not afraid of you at all! You should be scare of me, because after what I do to you at AngleSlam, you’re going to be regretting the day you called me out! (The crowd boos.) PRL Otaku, at AngleSlam, I am going to whip your masked wearing, Grateful Dead loving candy ass from one end of the ring to the other! Otaku, you are a good competitor, and I’m not taking that away from you. But you can’t see me! You’re good, but I’m GREAT! So much so that people call me The Great On—uh, never mind. Otaku, our match at AngleSlam is going to end the same way every match I’ve defended the 24/7 Title in has ended: with me, laying the smackdown on your candy ass! (A small “P.R. SUCKS!” chant starts.) PRL And Otaku, I hope Ayane watches our match. I really hope she does. Because I want her to see her husband get the beating of a lifetime. I want her to see her husband get put through the worst pain of his life! I want her to watch, because I want her to cry, to shed tears when she sees her husband bloodied, out on the canvas, thanks to a Corporate Nightmare. Just like you watched Ayane get beaten to a pulp by me, I want her to watch as I beat you, Otaku, to a bloody pulp! After AngleSlam, Otaku and Ayane will never be the same again. Tha Puerto Rican guarantees it! Suddenly, Cuban Wall enters the dressing room. PRL (CONT’D) On August 28th, Tha Puerto Rican will walk into the Rosemont Horizon in Chicago. Beat the hell of Otaku II. And walk out the way he came. STILL the OAOAST 24/7 Champion. CUBAN WALL Uh P.R. PRL STILL the Corporate Champion. CUBAN WALL P.R. PRL AND STILL THE MOST ELECTRIFYING MAN IN ALL OF PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING! CUBAN WALL P.R.! PRL THE CHAMP HAS SPO- CUBAN WALL P.R.!!! PRL WHAT?! CUBAN WALL I have to tell you something. PRL Well, go ahead. I ain’t got all day! WALL Well, I’ve been inspired by what Vitamin X has been doing lately, so I decided to make a name for myself too. PRL Okay. CW So, I found out about Alfdogg’s Heartland Invitational Chamber Of Hell Match for the OAOAST Heartland Championship. And well, guess who’s the first opponent in that match? PRL Uh…Lance Storm? CUBAN WALL No. PRL Ric Flair? CW Nope. PRL Tatanka? CW No. PRL The Gobbledygooker? CW No. PRL David Arquette? CW God no! PRL The guy who does those “Can you hear me now? Good!” commercials. This guy holding the camera. “Mean” Gene Okuerland? CW No! No! No! MEAN GENE Thank God. PRL I’m just messing with ya! I know you’re the one who’s in the match! Congratulations! CUBAN WALL Thanks P.R. I’m practically a shoe-in to win that match. I’m definitely going to be the tallest man in the Chamber. I’m 6’7” 285 lbs! The other guys in the match are going to have to team up to bring me down! And trust me, Puerto, that won’t be an easy task! PRL Right. I feel ya, I feel ya. CW At AngleSlam, I am going to chokeslam and splash Alfdogg’s ass straight to hell! I promise you, P.R., that I will win the Heartland Title at AngleSlam, and bring the Puerto Rican Championship back to The Lightning Crew! PRL Excellent. I like the way you think, Wall. Enter the Heartland Invitational Chamber Of Hell Match, crush the other competitors, and bring the Heartland Title, the title I brought to the OAOAST, back to me! Back to The Lightning Crew! CUBAN WALL It will be a pleasure! PRL “Mean” Gene, do you know what this means? This means that at AngleSlam, FOUR Lightning Crew members will be in action! Not three. Four! That’s the first time that has ever happened! Oh, I’m so proud of The LC! CUBAN WALL We’ve come a long way, baby. THA PUERTO RICAN So, this is what’s gonna happen at AngleSlam: Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez is going to kick Ayane Mitsui’s ass all over the Rosemont Horizon. Cuban Wall is going to win the Heartland Invitational Chamber Of Hell Match, and walk away with the Heartland—I’m mean PUERTO RICAN Title. Vitamin X is going to CRIPPLE The Parka, and retire him once and for all. AND I, THA PUERTO RICAN, will lay the smackdown on Otaku II’s candy ass, and end this feud once and for all! And that’s a fact jack! PRL swipes the microphone away from “Mean” Gene. “THE CORPORATE CHAMPION” THA PUERTO RICAN THE CHAMP HAS SPO-KUN~!!! PRL does the People’s Eyebrow, and then stares at the camera. Cuban Wall mugs for the camera. Cut to Triple C~! COLE What an announcement! Cuban Wall has entered the Heartland Invitational Chamber Of Hell Match for the Heartland Title! COACH That was certainly a surprise announcement! Cuban Wall hasn’t wrestled on an OAOAST pay-per-view since License To Pin 2004. So, we had no idea this was coming. CABOOSE About time Cuban Wall made a name for himself. He’s been in The Lightning Crew for almost two years. You’d think he’d be a star right now. COACH Don’t you know? The only star in The Lightning Crew is Tha Puerto Rican! CABOOSE Oh Bull(bleep!) That’s such a fu(bleep!) lie! How can you two be so fu(bleep!) dumb? I mean, what the— (PLEASE STAND BY) (We return to Triple C 7 minutes later) CABOOSE THEREFORE, PRL IS NOT THE ONLY STAR IN THE LIGHTNING CREW! AND ANYONE WHO THINKS DIFFERENTLY IS NUTS!!! COLE Are you done? CABOOSE Yes. COLE Good. CABOOSE Sorry. I’m just sick of people dissing The Lightning Crew. COLE Well anyway, AngleSlam will have four matches with Lightning Crew members in them! PRL defends the OAOAST 24/7 Title against Otaku. Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez takes on Ayane Mitsui. Cuban Wall will be in the Heartland Invitational Chamber Of Hell Match for the OAOAST Heartland Championship. And Vitamin X will take on the returning Parka in a Street Fight. COACH I just realize how funny it would be if Cuban Wall wins the Heartland Title, and renames it the Puerto Rican Championship. A Cuban carrying a titled called the Puerto Rican Championship! COLE He could rename it the Cuban Championship. But, considering this is The Lightning Crew we’re talking about, I expect Cuban Wall to just hand the belt over to PRL, so that he can become a double champion again. CABOOSE NOW COME ON! That’s bull(bleep!)! COLE While Caboose goes on another rant, let’s cut to the next segment, or a commercial, anything! Commercial break Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
KingPK 0 Report post Posted August 19, 2005 *cut to Josh Matthews* JOSH Well, the Cuban Wall might be in the Heartland Invitational Chamber of Hell at AngleSlam, but this is a rare instance in which he won't be the biggest obstacle to overcome. *camera pans over to show JINGUS looking down upon Josh, who looks back up nervously.* JINGUS That's right, Josh. I'm throwing my name in the hat to challenge Alfdogg for the Heartland title at AngleSlam. Mike Guerriero, Cuban Wall...neither of those guys know Alfdogg half as well as I do. Hell, me and Alf have both been around this thing since the beginning. If anyone knows how to take out Alf at AngleSlam and take his title, it's the DEVILMAN. As for my four other opponents, in ten days...I'll see you all in HELL. *Jingus bites the head off of Josh's mike, then leaves the scene.* COLE The hits just keep on coming for this match at AngleSlam! Only two slots left open! COACH You're exactly right, Cole, they LITERALLY just keep getting bigger! Cuban Wall has thrown down his name, and now we find out that JINGUS is in this as well! I can't wait to see who the last two guys will be! ~”Ashburn” by Hikari starts up and Otaku II walks out with Mike Guerriero in tow.~ Michael Buffer: Introducing, from Boston, MA, accompanied to the ring by Mike “The Punisher” Guerriero, Otaku II! ~Otaku and Mike give out a few high fives as usual as they go to the ring, where Otaku slides in and pulls off his shirt so he can throw it into the crowd before getting a microphone.~ Otaku: Puerto Rican, I have just one question. To quote a very famous man, WHO’S NEXT? Caboose: *coughGimmickInfringementcough* LIGHTENING CREW! ~The crowd boos so loud that the Lightening Crew theme as Thomas Rodriguez comes out of the crowd, but Otaku was ready for that, so he greets Rodriguez with a series of forearms before hitting a hiptoss. Rodriguez squirms around on his back, but Otaku catches him by the legs and does the Hardy Boy leg drop to make him stop(ie the double leg drop to the groin), then rolls out and quickly applies the Sharpshooter! Rodriguez taps!~ COLE Otaku just sent a message to Puerto Rican, don’t take him lightly, or Puerto Rican will be tapping at Angleslam! Speaking of Angleslam, we were hoping to get some words from the two men who will square off in the Horizon for the OAOAST World Heavyweight Championship, Hoff and Axel, but, if you tuned in last week, they had to be restrained after a very heated arguement erupted outside GM Szechstein's office. Calvin, not wanting a very lucrative PPV main event spoiled by a backstage fight, gave the two men the week off. We hope that cooler heads will prevail for next week. CABOOSE Tch, yeah right. This is the title we're talking about. When the gold is involved, nothing else matters. In the backstage area, brand spankin' new HeldDOWN~! General Manager Calvin Szechstein is walking through the halls. The dapper looking superstar turns a corner, and when he does, he bumps into an old friend, which draws a loud pop from the crowd. CALVIN Zack. MALIBU Cal. I need to talk to you. CALVIN All right, meet me down in my... Zack's look stops Calvin cold. CALVIN Right. Now. We'll meet now. What's up? MALIBU Something serious. Something that I hope you can grant me. CALVIN Of course, a favor...I should have known. Look Zack, everything we went through, we've gotta wipe the slate clean. Totally Endorsed, Candie, The Thrillogy...we need to start fresh and build some trust, because I'm going to be in power now. I realize that I jumped the gun on the Hoff situation, but let's face it, who else was thinking that it wasn't you? MALIBU Cal, I don't care about any of that. I've forgiven worse people in my life. I had to put pride aside because you paired me up with Black last week and I'm OK with that. Now, what I want to talk to you about is Angleslam. CALVIN Angleslam, ah yes. The same event where two years ago... MALIBU I know. CALVIN Then last year, you and... MALIBU CAL! CALVIN Right, sorry, I was drifting for a moment. What about Angleslam? MALIBU Have you booked me for anything yet? CALVIN Actually... MALIBU Because I want Stone. CALVIN Ooooh, I see what this is. You think that I can just magically erase you from my booking sheet and pit you against Drek Stone...against the guy who has been making your life miserable, then tucking his tail and running away from you for the past few months? MALIBU That's the guy. CALVIN No need to ask. You've got him. Malibu is taken aback, while Calvin smiles. CALVIN Zack, baby, I'm not just a businessman, but I'm a business, man! I know what's good for buyrates, sales, attendance figures...hell, I'm a regular corporate whore. You two have been doing this seesaw thing for too long now, and I figure it be settled mano y mano. That's Spanish for... MALIBU I know what it means, Cal. CALVIN Right. Also, I did add a little provision to the match that you should be aware of. MALIBU What's that? CALVIN I see what's been going on. Drek's brainwashing a lot of these guys into thinking you and the Originals are bad news. If that's the game he wants to play, then fine. But that match is a dream match, Zack. You two have never gone at it one on one, and I'll be damned if some overzealous punks want to ruin it. Same goes for any of the veterans. You guys are gonna fight one on one, and I mean one on one. If I see one Original or Upstart, and I don't mean just the guys hanging around now, I mean ANYONE, interfere in that match, that person is getting shitcanned on the quick, and the two of you are going to be suspended for six months. Malibu ponders the stipulation, and seems to agree with it. MALIBU I can live with that. That means he has no one to hide behind this time. Thanks, Cal. The two on-again, off-again friends are seemingly on again, as they shake hands. CALVIN Anything for the good of the company, Zack. COLE OH MY!!! Zack Malibu vs. Drek Stone, one on one will FINALLY happen at AngleSlam! NOW we'll see who the better man is. *The Wall by Kansas hits and Alfdogg makes his way to the ring.* COLE Well Coach, here comes Alf out to the ring now! Maybe we'll find out right now who the last two entries will be! ALF Well, we got three down, and two to go. And I'm going to bring those unlucky bastards out here right now... *As Alf points towards the aisle, a man walks through the curtains with a cow.* ALF ...hey, what the fuck's gong on here??? What the fuck is that cow doing out here? COLE That's Farmer Jim, leading The Cow out here! COACH Maybe The Cow wants to be in Alf's match! ALF *looking at The Cow* OK, what's going on here? *Farmer Jim holds the mike up to The Cow's mouth* COW MOO MOO MOO MOO MOO JIM The Cow says "I want a shot at the Heartland title." ALF ...you're asking me to put a fucking COW in my match??? COW MOO MOO MOO JIM "That's right." That's what he says. ALF *starts laughing hysterically and rolling on the mat* Oh ho, this is great. FREE BURGERS FOR EVERYONE IN CHICAGO! *laughs some more* Suddenly, The Cow comes apart! COACH I knew it! That thing was two guys in a cow suit! The head DROPS Farmer Jim with a Scorpion Deathdrop! COLE WAIT A MINUTE!!! That's not The Cow! I recognize that guy! The camera pans in on the ass end of The Cow as it stands to its feet to reveal REJECT~!!! COLE It's REJECT!!! Reject is back!!! But who's that other guy? The Cow head gets to his feet and pulls off the outfit to reveal THUNDERKID~!!! COLE UNBELIEVABLE!!! REJECT AND THUNDERKID BACK IN THE OAOAST~~11!!! COACH I'm...I'm speechless, I can't believe this! Are they the last two guys in this match? COLE It would appear so, Coach! Reject and Thunderkid, former acquaintances of Alf in the Deadly Alliance, seem to have thrown their names in the hat! Reject goes to the corner, and as Alf turns around, Thunderkid whips Reject, who catches Alf with a spinning heel kick!!! Thunderkid stomps Alf, then Reject gets up and joins in! Thunderkid picks Alf up, and gives him a snap suplex, then Reject follows up with a Rolling Thunder! Reject poses while TK jaws with some fans at ringside. COACH Well, these guys are certainly making a statement for AngleSlam! Reject lifts Alf up in belly-to-back position, then Thunderkid goes to the back and grabs Alf's head in a reverse DDT...and they deliver the THUNDEROUS REJECTION~!!!!!11111 COLE OH MY GOD!!!!! ALF MAY BE BROKEN IN HALF HERE!!!111 Thunderkid grabs Alf's mic off the mat, and Reject grabs one from ringside. REJECT That's right, people! We're BACK! And Alf, we're back to take YOU out, and to take that Heartland title from around your waist! THUNDERKID And everyone around the world, including all these toothless, inbred, Louisville LOSERS, can do two things: NOTHING, and LIKE IT! Reject and Thunderkid leave to boos and trash coming their way as Alf lays in the ring unconscious on his stomach. COLE The entrants for the Heartland Invitational Chamber of Hell match have been fully revealed. Should be a hell of a bout. Speaking of, The New New Midnight Express put their OAOAST careers on the line in our main event this week, and it's NEXT! Commercial break Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
KingPK 0 Report post Posted August 19, 2005 * DING * DING * DING * DING * We return ringside with Michael Buffer standing on the ring steps by the cage door with a microphone. BUFFER This is the HeldDOWN~! main event of the evening. It is set for one fall and is sanction by the OAOAST Board of Directors and state athletic commission. When the bell rings your referee in charge is Nick Patrick. As agreed by both parties, the New New Midnight Express will leave the OAOAST if they lose tonight. Now let's meet the participants. CUE: "Chase" "BOOOOOOOOOO!" Jim Cornette, wearing a neck brace, leads the New New Midnight Express to the ring. Sarcastic Simon swats away a few hands reaching over the guardrail. The Midnights stop at the ring steps and have a brief chat with their manager as they remove their vests. BUFFER Introducing first, accompanied to the ring by their manager the legendary Jim Cornette. Weighing a combined 460 pounds, the two-time professional wrestling tag team champions of the world, "Sarcastic" Simon and the "Handsome Hustler" Ned Blanchard, the New New Midnight Ex-x-xpres-s-s-s-s! Simon and Ned scoope out their surroundings. Ned shaking the fence wall. VENTURA Look at what that floozy Holly-Wood did to poor James E., Cole. It pains me to see Jim Cornette walk around injured. COLE (sarcastically) Me too, Jess. Me, too. Back over to Michael Buffer. VENTURA Don't get smart with, Cole. BUFFER And their opponents. "YEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHH!" The fans are sent into a frenzy as "G's & Soilders" hits. The trio pose at the top of the rampway. Synth and Logan back-to-back, with Holly pressed up against her boyfriend Logan. Pyro SHOOTS out behind them, the white puffs of smoke resembling clouds. BUFFER Accompanied to the ring by Arista Records publicist Holly-Wood. From Sin City, weighing 432 pounds, the greatest rock 'n' wrestling band of all-time... THE HEAVENLY R-R-ROCKERS! COLE The 3 stop to inspect the cage. 15 feet high. Cold, rusty steel. Cages are normally for criminals and terrorists. Tonight it will be for 4 men. Two of the top teams in the OAOAST. Both teams will come out battered and bruised, but only one will be able to walk out as winners. No escape. Pinfall or submission only. VENTURA The way it oughta be. Ned Blanchard, the Handsome Hustler, thrusts his pelvis in the direction of Holly. She yawns. Logan, however, simulates grating Ned's head into the cage. Synth hands his leather jacket and sunglasses to a female attendent ringside. Logan chooses to give his items to his girl. Holly puts them on, matching well with her leather pants and white top. COLE Holly looking hot as always. VENTURA Yeah. She looks like the Terminator with the sunglasses and leather jacket. Considering what she did to James E. last week, she has the emotions of an android as well. COLE I admit, in the past Holly wasn't exactly the most cheerful. One online writer described her as "perpetually bored and apathetic to the world around her." But since she's fallen in love with Logan, she's been more open with her feelings. She's mellowed somewhat, but she's still one tough cookie. VENTURA You make it sound so innocent. She DDT'd Cornette 3 times, Cole! COLE Hey, now, I don't condone what she did. But you know the saying -- "payback's a..." VENTURA I hope you remember that, Michael Cole. I don't know, Schiavone or Matthews spreading lies on television if somebody puts a stop to Holly's irrational behavior. Nick Patrick stands in the center of the ring, his legs spread and arms out to keep each team in their respective corners. Senior official Earl Hebner patrols the cage door. COLE As you can see, ladies and gentlemen, two referees have been assigned to this match -- Earl Hebner and Nick Patrick. Earl will roam on the outside, while Nick will serve as the referee inside. Another excellent decision by our new GM. VENTURA If there ever was a match that needed two referee's, this is probably it. The New New Midnight Express get some last-minute words from Jim Cornette. The Heavenly Rockers high five each other. Synth giving Logan and Holly a thumbs up sign. He'll start the match for his team, Sarcastic Simon for his. The other two men step out on the ring apron wide enough only for the wrestlers to stand on, not much room to lean back other than a couple of inches. Nick Patrick asks Synth and Simon if they're ready, they signal yes, and Nick calls for the bell. * DING DING * Synth and Simon circle around. The realization that they're trapped like animals, nowhere to run and nowhere to hide, sinking in. Simon winces as Earl shuts the door behind him. He and Synth step forward to the center of the ring and lockup, Simon grabbing a side headlock and being fired off to the ropes. Shoulderblock takes Synth off his feet, Simon hitting the far side and going under a leapfrog, getting caught on the rebound with a hip toss. COLE Synth going for the quick pin! ONE... KICKOUT! COLE Side headlock takeover. One-- Simon rolls onto his side, keeping the shoulder from making contact with the mat. Synth wrenching the neck. The Heavenly Rockers strategy very apparent early on, Jess -- go for quick pins. VENTURA Not a bad strategy at all. The Heavenly Rockers don't have much to lose. They win and the New New Midnight Express are out of the OAOAST. Which is why I'm confused, Cole. Why would James E. agree to this match? There ain't nothing in it for him and his team. Lose and you're gone from the #1 promotion in the world. COLE Good question; one I tried asking James E. Cornette earlier in the day, but he declined comment. I'm not so sure he did agree to the match. It was Nar-- excuse me, he wants to be referred to as the "Handsome Hustler" Ned Blanchard now. It was Ned who said -- in the heat of the moment and while Jim Cornette was being looked over in the trainer's room, I might add -- they'd would leave the OAOAST if the Heavenly Rockers could beat them. VENTURA That's brilliant, Cole. COLE What is? VENTURA Cornette has the Midnights power of attorney, right? COLE Right. VENTURA That means if they happened to lose the match, James E. could aruge the match was signed without his consent and Ned was temporarily insane when he made the challenge. Hell, everybody pleads temporary insanity nowadays. COLE Temporary insanity may be the "in" thing, but Ned verbally agreed to the match. He certainly didn't look temporarily insane. VENTURA For all we know, he coulda been spaced out on painkillers after suffering through the Hollywood Groove. Still grounded on the mat in a headlock, Simon rolls Synth over onto his back for a two count. After he shifts his weight back, Simon rolls him back over for another two count. He gets back to a vertical base and sends Synth off to the ropes. Simon brought down with a shoulderblock, Synth quickly falling on top of him. ONE... TW-- KICKOUT! Singleton with a double-leg takedown into an attempt side headlock, Synth countering into a hammerlock. Simon gets back to his feet and takes Synth down with a drop toehold. He runs across the back of the Synthmeister and hits the ropes. Synth drops down, Simon skipping over and nailing the drummer of the Heavenly Rockers with a SWINGING NECKBREAKER as he lowers the head on the rebound. Scoope slam. The high-flier going up to the top. COLE NASA's favorite wrestler getting ready for take-off. Logan summons the destrucity of the Warrior as he begins SHAKING the ropes, to the displeasure of Ned Blanchard and Jim Cornette. Off-screen, the cameras pick up Holly quipping "there's a whole lotta shakin' goin' on." Ventura groans on commentary. Simon struggling to keep his footing. Logan's action gives his partner enough time to recover and connect with a couple of rights to the mid-section. He then SLAMS Singleton off the top! ONE... NO! COLE The Handsome Hustler with the save after some great teamwork from the Heavenly Rockers. VENTURA Teamwork?! You call that teamwork?! That was illegal double-teaming. You aren't allowed to shake the ropes while somebody is going up to the top. What if Simon had fallen and broken his neck? Would you be calling it "great teamwork"? COLE ... Simon slammed again, this time near the corner. Synth perches himself on the second turnbuckle, Ned coming over and grabbing Synth's leg to prevent him from coming off. Synth pounds Blanchard in the upper back with closed fists, Ned holding on like there's no tomorrow. Logan, from seemingly out of nowhere, jumps on Ned. The Handsome Hustler cowering in the corner, his hair being pulled by Mann. Nick Patrick physically restrains Logan. Jim Cornette taunting from outside. Synth re-positions himself on the second turnbuckle, ready to jump off until Ned rushes back over and shoves him. Synth hitting nothing but canvas. VENTURA Now that's great teamwork, Cole. COLE You gotta be kiddin' me, Jess. What's the difference between what the Heavenly Rockers did compared to the New New Midnight Express? VENTURA The Midnights did it behind the referee's back, that's what! The New New Midnight Express. Ned taking over the reigns for his team. Synth shakes off the cobwebs and leapfrogs over an incoming Ned, snapping Blanchard over with a POWERSLAM as he comes back off the ropes. ONE... TW-- KICKOUT! Synth puts Ned in a headlock and takes him over to the corner, tagging in Logan! "YEEEEEAAAAAHHHHH!" COLE Would you listen to this crowd? The crowd erupting as the two main players in this feud will be inside the ring together surround by a 15 foot high steel cage! They are amp to the max, Jesse. VENTURA The electricity in the air causing the hairs on the back of my neck to stand up, Michael Cole. And you know what I love about this? Ned ain't backing down one bit. The two standing tall in the middle of the ring. Words being exchanged. And I gotta believe, Cole, fists will be shortly. COLE Looks like we're gonna have a test of strength. VENTURA A move I was fond of in my day. Here's a question for you, Cole. Why does Logan wear a silver glove? COLE Fashion statement? I don't know, Jess. I'm not exactly the hippest guy in the world. VENTURA A lot of the guys he's hit with that left hook have gone down like a ton of bricks. It ain't for his music career, that's for sure. The last musican who wore a sparkling silver got -- he got in trouble with the law, you know. He wanted Billy rather than Billie Jean. Logan and Ned engage in a Grecko-Roman knucklelock. It doesn't last long, however, as Ned uses the left leg to kick away Logan's arm, following it right up with a ROUNDHOUSE KICK that misses its target -- Logan's head. Mann with an atomic drop near the ropes, Ned's momentum sending him stumbling head-first into the cage! Blanchard staggers around -- wicked LEFT HOOK! VENTURA Now we know why he wears the glove, don't we? Forgetting he's locked inside a cage, Ned falls through the ropes and hits nothing but steel. He gets up, holding the back of his head. He's about to hold more of it too, as Logan repeatedly rams him backwards into the cage. Mann pulls Ned's body over the top rope, his feet hung on the top. Blanchard dropped face-first onto the canvas, then stomped on both hands. Ned flapping his hands to rub off the pain. Blanchard whipped to the ropes and sent high into the air, nearly back dropped into the cage! Ned landing awkwardly on the back of his neck. He rolls onto his stomach. Mann off the far side with an ASAI MOONSAULT onto the back. He rolls him over for the cover, hooking the leg. ONE... TWO... TH-- NO! Logan takes Ned up for a suplex, but Blanchard floats over the top and connects with a sidekick sqaure to the jaw. Instead of going for the pin, Ned smartly tags in the fresher man. Simon covers Logan. ONE... TWO... KICKOUT! COLE Mann rammed head-first into the top turnbuckle. So far the cage serving more as defensive weapon. VENTURA Yeah, I'm a bit surprise by that. I would've figured given the teams involved and the hatred they have for one another that the cage would be used more as an offensive weapon. I think as the match goes on, we'll see more of the cage used. Logan trapped in the corner. * CHOP * "WHOOOOOOOOOOO!" * CHOP * "WHOOOOOOOOOOO!" * CHOP * "WHOOOOOOOOOOO!" Snapmare takeover, Singleton using the middle rope as a springboard to stomp Mann's chest. Logan's head placed underneath the bottom rope, which Simon steps down on to choke Mann. Nick Patrick starting his 5 count. As Singleton breaks on 4, Patrick gently brushes him back. Simon not having a problem obliging by the rules since Ned comes over and puts the boots to Logan. Nick Patrick having to cut Synth off as he goes to stop Ned. Tag made, Blanchard officially returning. His first act is to pick Logan off the ground and SPEAR him head-first into the cage! Ned hangs Logan's neck on the middle rope. He hits the ropes and rotates in mid-air, dropping the BUTT down on Mann. Ned stutter-struts across the ring, swiveling his hips for Holly. VENTURA She's practically drooling over the Handsome Hustler. "Oh, yeah. Come a little close, Neddy bear. I want to feel you. I want you to make me a women right here," she's saying. COLE She is not! Ned taunts Synth, begging him to come in. He goes to the well one too many times, crotching himself on the middle rope after trying to crash all the weight down on Mann. Ned bounces off the ropes, in obvious pain. Synth sticking his head through the ropes and clapping so Logan knows which corner to come to. Simultaneously, the Heavenly Rockers and New New Midnight Express make a tag. Simon charges the Heavenly Rockers' corner in hopes of catching Synth coming in, but it's Synth who catches Simon coming in. Kicking him in the jaw as he swings over the top, landing perfectly in the ring. Synth sees Ned sneaking up on him out of the corner of his eye, and hip tosses him over. Simon slammed to the mat. The crowd pops big when Ned gets thrown in the cage. Singleton from behind with a clubber forearm shot, followed by a stinging knife-edge chop. Synth backed against the ropes and whipped across the ring. The Synthmeister ducking under a clothesline and wiping out Sarcastic Simon with a spinning back elbow! The cover. ONE... TWO... KICKOUT! Singleton RAKES the eyes. He tries ramming Synth in the cage, but Synth puts the hands up and blocks it. He stuns Simon with a quick gut shot and tries ramming him into the cage, but Simon falls down on his BUTT and crawls backwards to his corner. Ned helping his partner up, patting him on the back. Cornette voicing his support as well. The legal men are paired off in the corners, talking things over with their partners. It's like we're back at square one as Sarcastic Simon and Synth lockup under the hot ring lights. Some hot action already. Simon luring Synth into a false sense of security and then kicking him in the mid-section. Singleton with a few clubbering blows to the back, shoving Synth in the corner. Synth nailed with a right that echos throughout the arena. Speaking of echos throughout the arena... * CHOP * "WHOOOOOOOOOOO!" * CHOP * "WHOOOOOOOOOOO!" * CHOP * "WHOOOOOOOOOOO!" Synth turns the tables, throwing Simon into the corner * CHOP * "WHOOOOOOOOOOO!" * CHOP * "WHOOOOOOOOOOO!" * CHOP * "WHOOOOOOOOOOO!" Simon grabs his pecs, selling the chops in a cartoon-ish fashion. Head-first into the boot of Logan goes Simon. Armbar applied, Synth tagging in Logan, who takes over the armbar. Full armdrag and twist, Mann yanking down on the arm. Singleton counters with a drop toehold into a front facelock, but Logan shows his wrestling skills by countering out into a hammerlock. Mann drives the knee into the wrist. Simon sits-up and counters with snapmare, but Logan rolls through with him and keeps the hammerlock applied. Mann with an inverted front facelock, taking Simon up in the air in a reverse suplex position and ramming him stomach-first into the cage, then slamming him down with an inverted suplex! "E-C-- !" "T-N-- !" "O-A-O-- !" "YEEEEAAAAAHHHHH!" COLE WOW! The cover. ONE... TWO... TH-- NO! Ned with the save. As he exits, Logan nails him from behind with dropkick, sending Ned crashing into the cage. VENTURA Aw, that's cheap, Cole. And they're supposed to be the good guys? Ha! Simon scooped up and slammed, tag made to Synth. SECOND ROPE ELBOW DROP! ONE... TWO... TH-- NO! Synth lifts up Simon and places him on the top turnbuckle. He climbs up to the top rope and places Simon in a front facelock. Singleton fighting back to avoid being superplexed from the top. After a series of rights to the mid-section, Simon drops Synth to the canvas with a gordbuster (straight down suplex) while remaining perched on the second rope. He jumps down, looking for a double stomp but instead finds a pair of boots to the face! Simon stumbles into the wrong corner, with his hand reaching out for the tag, and is drilled with a left hook from Logan! Synth hits the near side and comes down with a big splash, but Singleton puts the KNEES UP. Groggy, Simon hits Synth with a JAWBREAKER, then makes the tag to Ned. Blanchard comes in and stomping Synth. He picks him up and shoves him into the corner where he works over the body with a combination of martial arts blows and kicks. DOUBLE UNDERHOOK SUPLEX out of the corner. ONE.. TWO... KICKOUT! Ned with another suplex, a vertical suplex. He sprints over to his corner and makes the tag, launching Singleton off the top for the ROCKET LAUNCHER! Big splash connects. ONE... TWO... TH-- Logan pulls Simon off. Ned comes in and shoves Logan, provoking Mann to go after him full well knowning the referee will be distracted trying to get him out of the ring, leaving the Midnights to double-team Synth. Irish whip. DOUBLE FLAPJACK! Mann exits, Patrick goes down to count. ONE... TWO... TH-- KICKOUT! Blanchard tagged back in. Following a couple of snapmare takeovers, Ned charges out of the corner and snaps Synth's neck forward ala the late "Mr. Perfect" Curt Hennig, and gets a two count. Synth whipped to the corner, Ned charging behind him and whalloping him in the corner with a clothesline, then into a front facelock. He takes Synth up for a suplex, but the Synthmeister rolls through and counters into a SMALL PACKAGE! ONE... TWO... NO! Ned quickly rises to his feet and levels Synth with a clothesline. Synth whipped to the Midnights corner. Ned viciously slapping Synth in the gut with the knuckles. He backs away following a warning to let Synth out of the corner. From the apron, Sarcastic Simon removes the STEEL CHAIN connected from Synth's belt to pocket and CHOKES him with it. Synth eye's buldging out as Simon pulls tightly on the chain. Logan steps in the ring but is cut off halfway by Nick Patrick. He and Holly lashing out at him. VENTURA What's he complain' about? It's no DQ. Besides, they brought the chains into the ring. Ned with one last right hand before tagging out. Simon wraps the chain around his hand and drills Synth right between the eyes. He picks him up and throws him head-first into the cage. The impact from the chain and getting thrown into the cage busting Synth wide-open. Blood begin to flow out of the cut and down the face. And like a shark smelling blood, Simon pounces on Synth, driving that fist covered in chain directly into the forehead. Synth kicks out and gets to his feet. Singleton decking him with another punch with the chain. Simon drops down and chokes Synth out with the chain, receiving a warning from Nick Patrick. Singelton responds, grinning: "It's no DQ, asshole!" VENTURA Ha! Just like opinions, we all have one. Isn't that right, Cole? Synth uses the ropes to pull himself up. Singelton sending him back down with a kneelift. Synth slowly gets up, determined to keep fighting. Simon out of the corner with a SWINGING NECKBREAKER! He goes up to the top. FLYING LEGDROP! ONE... TWO... TH-- NO, KICKOUT! "YEEEAAAAHHHH!" Blanchard and Cornette can't believe it. Simon citing a slow count. Patrick gestures the shoulder getting up. Speaking of getting up, Simon brings Synth back to his feet and rams him into the KNEE of the Handsome Hustler. Tag made, Simon hanging Synth on the top rope, holding onto his legs. Ned off the far side and drops a double-axehandle across the back. ONE... TWO... KICKOUT! Blanchard with right jabs. He grabs Synth's by the back of the head, his comb down blonde hair now crimson red, and hurls him into the cage. Ned brings Synth to his knees and BITES his forehead, SPITING Synth's blood at Logan's feet. He tries lifting Synth up for a bodyslam, but his back gives out. Synth levels him with a clothesline! He takes a step towards his corner, but Ned takes him down with a drop toehold. He reaches back and tags Simon. VENTURA Very alert move by Ned. His back gave out, no doubt still feeling the effects of the Hollywood Groove from last week, yet he was smart enough to keep Synth from gettin' any closer to his corner Singleton off the second rope with a FLYING ELBOW, then clamps on a CAMEL CLUTCH! The blood oozing out of Synth's forehead like toothpaste out of its tube. Simon sticking the fingers inside the mouth and pulling back. Logan and Holly shouting words of encouragement to Synth from Saints Central. The OAOAST's hottest couple getting the crowd behind Synth. The adreanline begins running through his body. Synth rises up to his knees, grabbing both of Singleton's legs and lifting him up in the air and falling straight back. ELECTRIC CHAIR SLAM! Grimacing, Simon rolls over to his corner and makes the tag. Ned squats down and picks Synth off the canvas. Blanchard tries muscling Synth up, but can't. He tries softening the Synthmeister up with clubbering forearms to the back, but still can't lift him up. Synth with a double-leg takedown; positioning the feet underneath the shoulder blades of Ned and SLINGSHOTTING him into the CAGE! The Handsome Hustler's head smacks the cage, he staggers into a DOUBLE-ARM DDT! COLE It's over if Synth can roll over. Can he, though? Synth rolls onto his stomach and starts crawling to his corner. "SYNTH!" "SYNTH!" "SYNTH!" Ned just beginning to stir after landing on his head following the double-arm DDT. He sees Synth inches away from making the tag and jumps back to his feet. He and Simon lunge towards Synth...and...there's the tag! "YEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHH!" Logan steps through the ropes, kicking Simon in the gut on the way in and hammering Ned with a double-axehandle to the head. He brings the Midnights together... ...DOUBLE NOGGINKNOCKER! Logan looks at the crowd, pumping his fists. He BIELS Ned into the cage by his hair! He scoopes Simon up on his right shoulder and SPEARS him in the cage. Mann turns his attention back to the Handsome Hustler, who's CLIMBING UP THE CAGE! COLE Would you look at this?! Logan follows him up. The Ned-man performing a tight-walk to keep away from his rival. He continuously checks back, seeing Logan closing in. As he turns around, he sees Synth standing on the top rope as well. The crowd erupting as the Heavenly Rockers have Ned trapped. VENTURA Ned's stuck between a rock and a hard place now. He could jump down to the mat, but knowing how the rock stars have it out for him, it may be safer for him to stay on the top rather than jumping off and having one of them morons trip him on the way down and causing him a serious injury Ned fakes a right to Synth and tries catching Logan by surprise with a spinning back kick, but Mann catches the foot and KICKS Ned low. Blanchard loses his balance and groins himself on the top rope. Logan leaps on Ned's shoulders and takes him over with a HURCANRANA! The cover. ONE... Sarcastic Simon coming over to break up the count. TWO... Synth CLOTHESLINES Singleton from the top! THREE -- NO, KICKOUT! COLE We've got all 4 men fighting in the ring! Punches flying everywhere. Both Midnights whipped to the ropes. Synth MILITARY PRESSES Simon and throws him against the cage, while Logan waistlocks Ned on the other side and falls back with him, Blanchard's face smashing into the cage in a stun gun/hot shot type maneuver. Cornette going ballistic outside, watching his team get dominated. Blanchard snaps his head back, his hair going from blonde to red in a matter of seconds. Logan shows no remorse for the man who has been a thorn on his side for the better part of the year. A sadistic look in his eye, Logan reaches over the top rope and pulls a BLOODY Ned back up, viciously ramming him face-first into the cage again, and again, and again, and again. The crowd roaring as Logan GRATES Ned's face into the cold, rusty steel! VENTURA It's madness, absolute madness out here, Michael Cole. I don't think the Heavenly Rockers care about winning, they just want to inflict pain on the New New Midnight Express. COLE That would certainly be understandable. Synth tries throwing Simon back into the cage, but he reverses and sends Synth into the cage. Simon with a clubbering shot to the back of Logan. He and Logan begin trading blows. Ned crawls over to the corner and grabs the CHAIN. Logan decks Simon with a left and turns around. * BAM * Blanchard drills him with the chain. Logan goes down, rolling onto his stomach and crawling to ropes nearby. He grabs the bottom rope, then the middle and finally the top to bring himself back to his feet...a BLOODY MESS! Holly covers her mouth in horror. Blood flowing out of Mann's head like it's an oil well. Simon nailing a DDT of all things on Synth! The Midnights fire Mann to the ropes. DOUBLE FLAP-- NO, Logan counters mid-air with a DROPKICK! He covers Ned. ONE... TWO... TH-- NO! He grabs both Midnights and throws them into the cage; Simon and Ned bouncing off the steel. Logan picks Blanchard up and sends him flying back into the cage! Ned's back getting scraped up as he slides down the cage. Logan pulls him back into the ring, signaling for the DDT, better known as PERCUSSION. But Ned drives Logan into the corner, ramming the shoulder into the mid-section. Simon comes over and the Midnights double-team Mann in the corner. They whip him to the far side, following him in. Synth, who's just getting up in the corner following the DDT, REPELS Logan into the air. Mann grabbing onto the cage and climbing all the way to the TOP of the cage with cat-like agility. MOONSAULT off the top of the cage onto the Midnights, Synth and the referee below! COLE OH, MY! VENTURA Whoa! He wiped out everybody in the ring. COLE Everybody is down. The only people standing up, besides the fans, are Holly-Wood and Jim Cornette. Both of whom look on with great concern as their teams are out. The crowd murmers as two figures fastly approach the ring. Two men wearing LBJ (the former U.S. President) MASKS and carrying NIGHTSTICKS hop over the guardrail and try entering the ring, but Earl Hebner holds them off. The crowd cheering Earl on. VENTURA Good think we aren't in Canada. COLE What's going on here? The last time we saw guys wearing masks of ex-presidents, it was on that Diary Queen surveillance video. Maybe Jim Cornette was right. The New New Midnight Express weren't the ones who attacked the Heavenly Rockers in the parking lot. Whoever they are, though, they're somehow connected to J.C.E. I know it. Jim Cornette, neck brace and all, tears Earl a new one for not letting the LBJs in. The two trade shoves, resulting in Cornette hitting Earl with the RACKET! COLE Hey, come on. He's a damn referee. As Cornette unlocks the door for the masked men to enter, HOLLY-WOOD grabs him from behind. She spins Cornette around. * WHAMMY * Holly decks Cornette with a big right hand, much to the appreciation of the crowd. The Prince of Polyester flopping to the floor. VENTURA Awww, now what kind of a person attacks a man in a neck brace? COLE Have you seen what they've put Holly through this past year? They've beaten and demeaned her. VENTURA Sean Connery had it right when he said -- which the media totally took out of context -- you can only hit a woman if she's irrational. Holly's irrational. The masked men storm the ring and, not surprisingly, go straight for the Heavenly Rockers. One of the men hammering Logan upside the head with the nightstick, the other using the nightstick to clothesline Synth. Each LBJ grabs a rocker and launches them into the cage, stomping them afterwards. The crowd roars as Holly-Wood climbs all the way to the top of the cage. VENTURA No way. COLE Way! Holly off the top onto the masked men with a CROSS BODYBLOCK! "YEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHH!" Holly gets up holding her stomach, she sucks it up and checks on Logan. Meanwhile, we have another commotion in the crowd. A WOMAN, the same woman who appeared at License to Pin, hurdles over the railing, wearing an Oakland Raiders jacket. Jim Cornette, from his back, tosses her the tennis racket. The crowd frantically trying to warn Holly, but she doesn't pick up on it and is nailed from behind with the RACKET. Whoever this woman is beats the hell out of Holly with the racket. The New New Midnight Express pick Logan up. One of the LBJs charges out of the corner, SPEARING Mann, while the other charges with a CLOTHESLINE. Ned picks Logan up, Simon picking up Synth. At the same time, they delivering crushing blows to the Heavenly Rockers. Blanchard with the SLINGSHOT SUPLEX, Simon with a DDT to add insult to injury! Ned pins Mann. The LBJs slamming Nick Patrick near the cover. Grimacing, Nick makes the count. ONE... TWO... COLE Don't let this be it. Please, no! THREE! * DING DING DING DING * "BOOOOOOOOOO!" COLE Noooooo! BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the winners of the match -- THE NEW NEW MIDNIGHT EXPRESS! Jim Cornette enters the ring. The woman pulls HANDCUFFS and WIRECUTTERS out of her jacket. COLE Now what?! Can we get some damn officials out here? The LBJs use the cutters to cut the cables that lift the cage up, thus preventing OAOAST officials from lifting the cage and clearing the ring. Security and officials rush out from the back, watching helplessly as the New New Midnight Express and LBJs beat the Heavenly Rockers with the nightsticks. The woman, while not exactly an amazon, but strong nonetheless, holds the door shut as officials trying entering. Blanchard hits another Slingshot Suplex for the hell of it. The 4 men handcuff Synth and Logan to the cage -- slapping them around. "When I can't get something I want, I'll be damned if I'll let somebody else have it," the camera picks up Ned saying. He tells the woman, who we don't even know the name of, "Yo, suger, show Logan here what happens to things I can't get it." COLE Come on! This is going too far. It's going way too far. VENTURA What did I tell you earlier, Cole? Do go whinin' when Holly gets put in her place. She's gettin' put in her place. The woman scoopes Holly up on her shoulder and drops her face-first on the top turnbuckle. SNAKE EYES. As Holly bounces off the turnbuckle, the woman hits the far side of the ring hard and CLOTHESLINES the hell out of Holly as she staggers back towards the center of the ring. COLE Logan yelling, kicking his feet at Ned, who laughs and slaps Logan. He and Synth only able to watch as this woman beats Holly like a stepchild. VENTURA And she isn't done yet. COLE Oh, no. What else? What more can these sick people do? Ned holds Holly up, Cornette handing the racket over to the woman. She pumpels Holly's ribcage with the racket. Ned requesting a piledriver. He ask, she delivers. PILEDRIVER! Cornette mockingly asking Holly "one more?" Referring to when Holly asked the crowd last week if she should give Cornette one more DDT. PILEDRIVER! COLE This is too much. Way too much. Will somebody in the back do their damn job and do something? This is enough, damnit! CORNETTE One more! One more! NED Do it again! Do it again! PILEDRIVER! Logan on the verge of tears as Holly's body lies contorted. The crowd littering the ring with anything that can be thrown. "To think, Mann, this all could've been avoided if she had said yes. Like Krista found out, nobody humiliates me. Nobody! But I couldn't have done this without the help of the dead presidents. Boys?" The LBJs remove their masks to reveal... ...THE SOUTH CENTRAL MILITIA! COLE MY GOD, THEY'RE BACK! Marcellus "One-Eye" Wallace and Vincent Santana a/k/a Vincent "Whitey" Ford -- the South Central Militia -- have returned, apparently under Jim Cornette Enterprises. These guys were shipped off to HI-YAH, where they really made a name for themselves, when OAOAST officials deemed them too out of control. Marcellus and Vincent take off the BANDANA'S from around their head and wrap them around the eyes of the Heavenly Rockers. Vincent produces a pack of CIGARETTES and pulls 2 out, handing one to Marcellus. They stick them in the Rockers' mouths, both of who spit them out as soon as there stuck in. The S.C.M. pull out their nightsticks and drilled the Heavenly Rockers in the head, knocking them out cold. The S.C.M. pick up the cigarette and light them up. Them, the Midnights and Cornette raising their arms in victory. "BOOOOOOOOOOOO!" COLE Screw you 4 heartless bastards! DAMN YOU! Fade to black Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
KingPK 0 Report post Posted August 19, 2005 Writing credits: Alfdogg Phoenix Fury Legdrop Chuck Woolery CanadianChick Zack Malibu Masked Man of Mystery Ed Wood Caulfield Tony149 LaParkaYourCar Stephen Joseph © 2005 OAOAST Entertainment All Rights Reversed. And Reserved, even. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
