KingPK 0 Report post Posted October 14, 2005 OAOAST HeldDOWN~! Three Two One I'M THE BOMB!! We start the show with no pyro, no fanfare and no flashy graphics, just the music of GM Calvin Szechstein as he sits in his office at the arena in Montreal. Sitting on his desk, the OAOAST World Heavyweight Championship belt. We quickly cut to Sofa Central and Triple Cee. MICHAEL COLE Welcome to HeldDOWN ladies and gentlemen. As you see our GM is sitting in his office about to kick off the show with an announcement to settle a title controversy that developed last week when Hoff, then the champion, came to the ring and delivered an emotional speech, declaring that his heart just was not in it to continue as champion..... CABOOSE He quit, Cole. Just say he quit. And now Calvin has to clean up the mess he made. We cut back to Calvin as he folds his hands on the desktop and begins to speak CALVIN First, I'd like to welcome our great fans of Montreal to the flagship show of the OAOAST!! "YEAHHHHHHHHHH!!!" CALVIN Last week, as you saw, our champion laid this belt on the mat and walked out on the company. Now, I can understand if Hoff was frustrated about how things were going around here, but how he decided to approach it was not the best way to go, in my view. However that is in the past and I will not dwell on it. Right now the OAOAST does not have a World Champion, so I have decided on a way to fix that. Last week was the beginning of my plan as Dan Black defeated Tha Puerto Rican to earn a spot in the main event of World Without End. That main event will be a four-man elimination match with the winner being declared the new heavyweight champion! "YEAHHHHHHHHHH!!" CALVIN Now, there are three spots left. Tonight, in that very ring, we will determine another participant as, in our main event tonight, former World Champion Tony Brannigan.... "YEAHHHHHHHHHH!!" ....facing off against Stephen Joseph! "BOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" The winner will take the second spot in the WWE main event. Over the next two weeks, we will determine the other two competitors. Thank you very much and enjoy tonight's show!! I'm The Bomb starts up again as Calvin smiles and the camera gets a close-up of the title belt. COLE A big announcement from Calvin tonight! CABOOSE Pfft. Tony should have no problem dispatching that nancy boy. The arena lights go down. A Puerto Rican flag appears on the AngleTron. In big, white blocky letters the following words appear on the screen, with Tha Puerto Rican saying them: *THE CHAMP IS HERE!* With that, a lightning bolt hits the entrance, the PRL entrance video plays on the AngleTron, and "Know Your Role '99" begins playing, with the crowd standing up and booing. PR is heard saying "THE CHAMP IS HERE!" throughout the song, while smoke fills the entryway and the lights flicker on and off in the entrance. COLE And we're going to start HeldDOWN~! right with “The Corporate Champion”! CABOOSE Yeah baby! PRL is going to wrestle! I can’t wait! A few seconds elapsed, and out from the curtains and through the smoke comes "The Corporate Champion" Tha Puerto Rican, and his manager and "Career Consultant" Stephen Joseph Popick. The crowds boos get louder. PR looks at the crowd with disgust, his custom-made spinner 24/7 Championship belt around his waist. PRL spins the belt plate. He looks at Popick, and the two of them begin their walk down the ramp. *DING DING DING* MICHAEL BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, with a thirty-minute T.V. time limit. Introducing first, coming to the ring at this time. Accompanying to the ring by his manager and “Career Consultant” Stephen Joseph Popick. Weighing in at 220 lbs. From San Juan, Puerto Rico. He is the leader of The Lightning Crew AND the One And Only AngleSault Thread Twenty-Four/Seven Champion. He is “The Corporate Champion” THA PUERTOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO RIIIIIIIICCCCCCCCAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNN!!! Chants of "P.R. SUCKS!" fill the arena, as PRL and Popick continue their walk to the ring. The camera cuts to the ring where PRL’s opponent is already in the ring. BUFFER And his opponent. Weighing in at 341 lbs. From Parts Unknown. El TRRRRABAAAAAAAAJADOOOOOOOORRRRRR!!! El Trabajador gets barely a reaction. COLE PRL has quite the challenge ahead of him. CABOOSE BHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAHAHAAAA!!! Oh man. That’s great! Good one, Cole! Tha Puerto Rican gets on the ring apron, and sneers at the crowd. Popick holds the ropes, and Tha Puerto Rican enters the ring. He spins around; soaking in the fans boos while "Know Your Role '99" continues playing over the P.A. system. Tha Puerto Rican does the HBK muscle pose while pyro goes off behind him. The crowd is still booing loudly and chanting "P.R. SUCKS!" PRL heads to the second rope, and raises his custom-made spinner 24/7 Championship belt over his head. He then heads to a second turnbuckle, and raises his belt again. PR hits a third turnbuckle, and raises his belt with his right arm in the air and "smells the electricity" a'la The Rock. PRL does the same Rock pose on the fourth turnbuckle receiving boos. COLE Tha Puerto Rican is fresh off his lost to Dan Black last week on HeldDOWN~!. Tha Puerto Rican took on Black for a shot at the World Title at World Without End. Black used the ropes to pin PRL, and because of that, Black will go to World Without End on October 30th to compete for the OAOAST Title. COACH Then afterwards, Spanish Fly once again made an appearance, wearing a paper bag over his head since The Lightning Crew stole his mask the week before. Spanish Fly took on Vitamin X and was able to pin him, even after Vitamin X took off the paper bag. COLE It turned out Spanish Fly was wearing a ski mask underneath the paper bag just in case The Lightning Crew tried to remove the paper bag. The shock allowed Fly to give Vitamin X the Fly Swatter and the win. However, The Lightning Crew, or specifically, Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez is still in possession of Spanish Fly’s mask! COACH Yeah. The mask is inside Lindsay’s bra! Hee hee! Bra! Bra! PUPPIES! CABOOSE I wish I had a disintegration ray so that I could make you disappear from the face of the Earth! COLE Oy. Tha Puerto Rican has gotten off the ropes, and has removed his sunglasses, earring, and FUBU Puerto Rican baseball jersey. PR kisses his custom-made spinner 24/7 Championship belt, and hands it over to referee Nick Patrick. PR chats with Popick while the lights go back on. COLE I wonder if PRL has studied tapes of El Trabajador? CABOOSE Study tapes of El Trabajador? BWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! That’s great! Keep going! COLE What? What did I say? "Know Your Role '99" dies down. Referee Nick Patrick checks on PRL and Mike Hunt. He then calls for the bell. *DING DING DING* “THE CORPORATE CHAMPION” THA PUERTO RICAN (with Stephen Joseph Popick) VS. EL TRABAJADOR PRL stares at El Trabajador with a smirk on his face. PRL and Trabajador circle each other. They lock up. PRL gains control by giving Hunt a European Uppercut. Suddenly, the crowd starts rumbling. They turn their attention to Cuban Wall, who is running down the ramp! COLE What the hell? Cuban Wall enters the ring and attacks El Trabajador! Nick Patrick calls for the bell. *DING DING DING* (0:10) COLE Why is Vitamin X out here? This match just started! COACH I have no idea Cole! Cuban Wall and Tha Puerto Rican do a beatdown on El Trabajador. The crowd starts booing and chanting “P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS!” Cuban Wall clutches El Trabajador’s throat. Chokeslam on El Trabajador! COLE Cuban Wall has just given El Trabajador a chokeslam! COACH I think I’ve figured out why, Cole. El Trabajador is a masked wrestler just like Spanish Fly. He is also much bigger than Spanish Fly. I think PRL is sending a message to Spanish Fly! CABOOSE And this is quite the message if I do say so myself. Cuban Wall laughs at the fallen El Trabajador. He then heads to the ropes…and comes down with The Lightning Crew Splash! PRL laughs in El Trabajador’s face! He high fives Wall, and then tells him to help him take off El Trabajador’s mask. The crowd is still chanting “P.R. SUCKS!” as Puerto begins untying the laces of El Trabajador’s mask. COLE Wait a minute! Spanish Fly runs down the ramp, still wearing the ski mask! Cuban Wall and PRL are still trying to take off El Trabajador’s mask off to notice. Fly gets on the top rope, and leaps off, taking Cuban Wall down with the Fly Swatter! COLE A Fly Swatter on Cuban Wall! COACH Spanish Fly has struck again! Puerto notices Fly, and drops El Trabajador to brawl with him. The two men exchange lefts and rights, and soon, Puerto gains the advantage. PR tosses Fly into a turnbuckle, and starts laying into him with lefts and rights. CABOOSE And once again, PRL proves that bigger is better! Puerto continues his assault, when the crowd starts cheering again. OTAKU II runs down the ramp! COLE It’s Otaku II! Otaku II has returned to the OAOAST! Otaku II punches PRL in the back, and then starts punching him in the face! The crowd is going nuts, cheering Otaku on! Otaku II and Spanish Fly team up on PRL, giving him knife-edged chops to the chest! COLE Spanish Fly and Otaku II are teaming up on Tha Puerto Rican! CABOOSE Gah, Lightning Crew, come down here! The crowd’s cheers turn to boos, when Vitamin X, the Financial Consultant of The Lightning Crew, runs down the ramp. Vitamin X grabs Spanish Fly and starts laying into him with lefts and rights. COLE The Lightning Crew is in control. They outnumber Spanish Fly and Otaku II 3-2! Vitamin X whips Spanish Fly into the ropes, and then gives him a Floatover DDT! Cuban Wall is up, and is attacking Otaku II. Tha Puerto Rican, Vitamin X, and Cuban Wall gang up on Otaku II, causing the crowd to start chanting “P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS!” PRL ties Otaku II in the ropes, allowing the three LC members to get some shots in on the masked superstar. *Give me fuel Give me fire Give me that which I desire!* YEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! COLE Hey. Hey! PRL stops beating Otaku. A look of fear appears on his face. “Fuel” by Metallica starts playing. COACH Oh no. You don’t think. It can’t be! The entrance doors slide open…and out steps former OAOAST Italian Champion JOHN “ROCK HARD” BRICKSTON! COLE He’s back! John “Rock Hard” Brickston has returned to the OAOAST! CABOOSE Oh no! Buff Ironclad is back! God damnit! A girlish scream comes out of PRL’s mouth. Brickston yells a bunch of things as he power walks to the ring. Cuban Wall and Vitamin X are still beating on Otaku II, leaving PRL the only one who knows Brickston is coming to the ring. As soon as Brickston enters the ring, PRL is quick to the attack! PRL punches Brickston in the back several times, and then gives him an Irish whip. PRL goes for a clothesline, but Brickston ducks, grabs PRL from behind, and gives him a Full Nelson Slam! John then does the “You can’t see me!” hand gesture! COLE Brickston has taken PRL down! Vitamin X notices Brickston, and charges after him. He gets a boot to his face. Cuban Wall notices Brickston next, so he starts brawling with him. None of CW’s punches faze Brickston, who quickly fights back, and finishes with a clothesline over the top rope onto the floor! John “Rock Hard” Brickston lets out a mighty roar and poses in the center of the ring! COLE John Brickston has returned to the OAOAST, and has picked up right where he left off! COACH John Brickston is back, baby! Holla~! CABOOSE Son of a bitch! “Rock Hard” unties Otaku II from the ropes. Otaku II thanks him and then shakes his hand. Brickston saids “Don’t mention it.” Brickston and Otaku help Spanish Fly up. Fly is shocked, but he is happy that Brickston arrived. John Brickston chats with Spanish Fly and Otaku II. “Fuel” by Metallica starts up again. Meanwhile, Tha Puerto Rican, Vitamin X, and Cuban Wall are all catching their breath on the outside. PRL sneers at Brickston. Popick checks on them. COLE PRL now has to deal with not only Spanish Fly, but also Otaku II and John Brickston! CABOOSE Well, that’s just perfect! Everyone’s trying to screw Tha Puerto Rican as usual! Tha Puerto Rican, Cuban Wall, Stephen Joseph Popick, and Vitamin X walk up the ramp, scowls on their face. John “Rock Hard” Brickston, Spanish Fly, and Otaku II raise their hands in the direction of TLC. “Fuel” continues playing. COLE These three men-John Brickston, Spanish Fly, and Otaku II-all have one thing in common: they all HATE Tha Puerto Rican! It looks like things are about to pick up! John “Rock Hard” Brickston, Spanish Fly, and Otaku II pose in the ring while the crowd continues cheering. Fly poses on the turnbuckle. CABOOSE This is a conspiracy, I tells ya! A conspiracy! COLE Oh come on now! CABOOSE This is a conspiracy! A conspiracy damnit! John “Rock Hard” Brickston, Spanish Fly, and Otaku II continue posing while “Fuel” by Metallica continues playing. Commercial break Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
KingPK 0 Report post Posted October 14, 2005 HeldDOWN~! returns from the break with Josh Matthews running up to Tha Puerto Rican, Stephen Joseph Popick, Vitamin X, Cuban Wall, and Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez. PRL is power walking, so he is a few steps ahead of his fellow LC members. JOSH “J. MATH” MATTHEWS P.R. P! PRL! “THE CORPORATE CHAMPION” THA PUERTO RICAN WHAT?! JOSH MATTHEWS How are you feeling about the return of John “Rock Hard” Brickston? PRL Shut up bitch! Do you have any manners? This is obviously not the right time for an interview! VITAMIN X We’re The Lightning Crew! The most dominating group in the history of the OAOAST! Just because that musclehead John Brickston has returned doesn’t scare us! My man, PR, has beaten Brickston before, and he’ll do it again! This man right here, PRL, took the Italian Title away from him at The Great Angle Bash! This man right here, PRL, injured his ribs and right hand. This man, right here, PRL, showed these fans that bigger doesn’t necessarily mean better! PRL laughs. PRL That’s right. You can’t deny that. Everything the X-Man said is true! I’ve beaten John “Rock Hard” Brickston. I’ve injured John “Rock Hard” Brickston. I’ve EMBARRASED John “Rock Hard” Brickston! So if Spanish Fly thinks John “Rock Hard” Brickston is the perfect ally, well, his brain is as small as his body! And Otaku? I thought I kicked that jabrony out of the OAOAST at AngleSlam! I guess not. Anyway, if I have to, I’ll beat Otaku II once again, and send him back to his pitbull looking wife a battered, broken man. CUBAN WALL Spanish Fly, Otaku II, and John Brickston think they are a match for The Lightning Crew? Those guys must be dreaming! You want to know why those three are no match for us? Because of three letters: P-R-L! With PRL leading the way, there ain’t no stopping us! And Spanish Fly, you should just face facts: you will never get your mask back! NEVER EVER! Your “precious” mask belongs to us, now and forever. You’re just going to have to live without it. Hey Lindsay, show Fly where his mask is at now. Lindsay bends down to show some cleavage, and then pulls out Spanish Fly’s mask from inside her black bra. Vitamin X and Cuban Wall whistle. PRL Hey. Hey. Know your roles and shut your mouths! VITAMIN X Hey, P.R. P.R., want to beat Spanish Fly again tonight? PRL Yeah, I never get tire of doing that. VITAMIN X Then how about we do this: you, Cuban Wall, and myself take on Fly, Otaku II, and John “Rock Hard” Brickston in a six-man tag team match, TONIGHT! Three-on-three! The Lightning Crew vs. the two Lightning Crew rejects and the masked moron! PRL That’s fine with me. STEPHEN JOSEPH POPICK I like it. Let’s do it, let’s do it. PRL Guys, tonight, Spanish Fly, Otaku, and John Brickston are all going to suffer a Corporate Nightmare! THE CHAMP HAS SPO-KUN~!!! Let’s go! PRL, Cuban Wall, Vitamin X, Popick, and Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez leave. Lindsay puts Fly’s mask back into her bra. Josh Matthews just looks on. COLE What a match just announced! Tha Puerto Rican, Cuban Wall, and Vitamin X taking on Spanish Fly, Otaku II, and John “Rock Hard” Brickston! What a match coming up later tonight on HeldDOWN~! The awesomely bad song titled "Hit Me Verdi One More Time" hits over the loud speakers, and to the jeers of the crowd Hell's Hitmen power walk through the mist hovering around the entranceway. BUFFER The following contest is set for one fall. First, making their way to the ring, from the Depths of Hell, at a combined weight of 687 pounds, the frightening combination of JINGUS and The Sadist -- HELL'S HITMEN! COLE Hell's Hitmen coming in tonight with a lot to prove. Not only are they not satisfied with the matches they've received, or lack thereof, they feel like they've been overlooked by OAOAST match makers. They want higher profile matches, more specifically a shot at the richest prize in tag team wrestling, the OAOAST World Tag Team Championship. Well, they're gonna get their chance to make an impression and move up the tag team rankings with a win tonight. Let's go back up to Michael Buffer. The crowd HOWLS in unison as "Frankenstein" cues up. Frankie joins in on the howling when he and his brother Frank step out onto the stage. The Man of Tomorrow flexes his bicep while little brother Frankie runs around him. BUFFER And their opponents, from the state of Oklahoma, weighing 525 pounds, Frank and Frankie -- the SOONER BRUUUUUISERS! COACH Listen to that ovation, fellas. And it's not some phony ovation made up by play-by-play men not friendly to the camera, it's the real deal, baby. This match is gonna be off the charts. Some might even say a "slobberknocker." Bah gawd! COLE Be nice, Coach. COACH All I need now is the pervert to be fired and TV's sexiest black man would be the star of two primetime shows. Denzel, watch out. First TV, then the silver screen. Frank leans up against the turnbuckles and removes his sunglasses. He drops them on the ring apron and high-fives his brother, who steps outside. On the other side of the ring, to the astonishment of all, Hell's Hitmen trade blows. The Sadist is leveled by a haymaker from JINGUS. He rolls out on to the apron and pulls himself up in the corner, cackling. COACH Haven't they ever heard of rock, paper, scissors? COLE Frank and JINGUS will start out for their respective teams. In my opinion, Hell's Hitmen is the best tag team to never hold the World Tag Team Championship. These guys love pain, especially The Sadist, as the name would indicate. CABOOSE What they need is a manager. The only thing keeping them from championship gold is a lack of focus. COACH And remember, they turned down an offer to join Jim Cornette Enterprises in the winter of 2003. Tell me a Hell's Hitmen team managed by Jim Cornette wouldn't be unstoppable. COLE Oh, they'd be a force to be reckon with. But you're forgetting a key factor in the Hitmen's decision in not signing with J.C.E. After they refused to sign over their tag team title shot to the New New Midnight Expres, Cornette had the Midnights ambush them. I'm sure if that went down today, he'd have the South Central Militia do the dirty work, just like he had them take out the Heavenly Rockers and the Sooner Bruisers at Dirty Deeds. And he's using them S.C.M. the same way he would've used Hell's Hitmen. Cornette's bread and butter is the Midnight Express franchise. if you think otherwise, you're sadly mistaking. * DING DING * COLE There's the bell. Put your seat belts on, fans. I promise you this will be one helluva physcial match. Lots of history between these two teams in our sister promotion in Japan. 5-star classics. I've been told to expect a physical, hard-hitting contest. Frank sizes up the 6'8", 367 pound Devilman. After wiping his hands on his tight black short shorts, the Man of Tomorrow locks up in the center of the ring with JINGUS. He takes the big man off his feet with a single-leg takedown. Frank holds onto JINGUS' left leg and torques the ankle. JINGUS makes use of his 6'8" frame by inching his way to the near side and grabbing the bottom rope to cause the break. JINGUS gets up snarling. Extending his arms out, Frank asks JINGUS to bring it on. And he does. Both combats lock back up. Frank drops to a knee and flips JINGUS over with a firearm's carry. The Big Bad Re-Booty Daddy stays on the offensive, grabbing a wristlock before JINGUS has a chance to get back on his feet. Frank drags JINGUS near his corner, keeping him isolated from The Sadist. Full armdrag and twist. JINGUS responds with a punch square to the jaw. He sends Frank reeling with a series of right hands. The Man of Tomorrow counters an Irish whip attempt. JINGUS chooses to engage in a game of human chess; instead of using his height advantage to groin Frank as he goes up for a leapfrog, he lowers his head and runs through it. Frank catches him on the rebound with a perfectly executed BELLY-TO-BELLY SUPLEX! ONE... TW-- KICKOUT! JINGUS sends the Sooners a message by forcefully kicking out. He storms back to his feet and gives the Man of Tomorrow a taste of his own medicine, leveling him with a stiff clothesline, a maneuver the Sooner Bruisers love to utilized. The force behind the blow draws a collective gasp from the sold out Montreal crowd. In the corner, The Sadist puts the boot up for JINGUS to ram Frank head-first. Frank's head snaps back violently. Seemingly aroused by his opponent's inability to fight back, The Sadist cackles sinisterly as JINGUS smashes Frank's head repeatedly into the turnbuckle. Frank is trapped in the corner of Hell's Hitmen. He gasps for air and flaps his arms as The Sadist chokes him from behind with his bare hands Andre the Giant-style. Slick Johnson, better known as crooked nWo referee #2, orders the Hitmen to free Frank from the corner by the count of 5. But four eyes and two growls puts an end to that. Hell's Hitmen go back to working Frank over in the corner. JINGUS hammering Frank in the mid-section with closed fists. The crowd roars as Frankie steps in to aid his brother. He spins JINGUS around and drills him right between the eyes with a right hand. COLE It's chaos in Montreal. All 4 men now in the ring. There's so much action going on I don't know how to call it. CABOOSE Proper considering you don't know how to call it at all. COACH Frankie and JINGUS beating the hell out of each other with their fists. While in the corner, The Sadist is choking out Frank with that big boot on his. JINGUS ducks a Soonerline and backdrops Frankie over the top rope. Hell's Hitmen kick Frank in the corner until they drop him on his BUTT. Then they take turns brutally kicking him in the face. The referee finally grows a set and pushes the Hitmen back to check on Frank. With the referee's back turned, the Hitmen grab him by the side of his pants and throw him across the ring. COLE Hey, you big bullies. You can't do that to an official. Hell's Hitmen intimate the official from calling a disqualification. In the background, the Sooner Bruisers climb to the top rope of the same corner. The referee shields his face as the Hitmen near. It's their cue to turn around and eat a pair of top rope Soonerlines! COACH Their not standing. "YEEEEEEAAAHHHH!" COACH Now. CABOOSE I bet nobody got that. COLE The near 700 pounds of mass crashing onto the canvas reverberating throughout the arena. We told you this match would be physical and, boy, has it delivered. Hell's Hitmen roll out of the ring to regroup. The Sooner Bruisers soak in the cheerful atmosphere inside. "OW, OW, OW, OW, OWWWWWWWW!" The crowd howls along with Frankie as he runs around his brother. Slick gets the Sooners to back up as Hell's Hitmen are prepared to resume. COLE Intense staredown between the two teams. The feeling out process long gone. It's time to start kicking some ass. And what better two ass-kickers than Frankie and The Sadist. COACH To his credit, despite having the IQ of a 5-year-old, Frankie was one helluva amatuer wrestler. Well, both Sooners were. But this is pro wrestling, baby. Takedowns and points don't mean jack here. And he's up in the ring with one bad mother-- COLE & CABOOSE Shut your mouth. COACH Shaft. HOLLA~! The point: He's one bad dude. Frankie and The Sadist both try to psyche the other out. When neither man does, they step up to mid-ring. The look on their faces says it all. The Sadist burning a hole through Frankie with his piercing, blue eyes. Frankie hanging his tonuge out of his mouth. The "Psycho Gremlin" makes the first move, nailing The Sadist with right hands. The sadistic, cannibalistic, madman isn't even fazed. He cackles. Then rocks Frankie with a YAKUZA KICK. Groggy and a bit jelly-legged, Frankie manages to stay on his feet. But for how long? The Sadist continues to try and rip Frankie's head off his shoulders. Another kick sends Frankie reeling to the ropes. The Psycho Gremlin bounces off and floors Sadist with a Soonerline! "OW, OW, OW, OW, OWWWWWWWW!" The Sadist momentarily blinds Frankie by raking the eyes. He swings and misses. Frankie hooks him from behind, draping The Sadist's left arm over his neck. He falls back and drops The Sadist down on his head, folding him up like an accordion. BACKDROP DRIVER! "HOLY SHIT!" "HOLY SHIT!" "HOLY SHIT!" The fans jump out of their seats for a maneuver rarely seen on American wrestling shows. Amazingly, The Sadist gets up near the ropes, grabbing the back of his neck. Frankie uses the ropes to pick up momentum and clotheslines The Sadist to the outside. The Sadist cracks a faint smile as he rises to his feet. The Psycho Gremlin brings the fans out of their seats again as he dives through the middle and top rope and drills The Sadist upside the head with a forearm smash! Frankie runs in place and HOWLS. COACH DAYUM~! CABOOSE I didn't know Frankie had that in his arsenal. COLE Neither did I. These two awesome teams treating us to the type of action our great fans in Japan have witnessed firsthand. It's smashmouth wrestling, and we're proud to be bringing it to you live on TSM. Thank you for joining us everywhere you are. Michael Cole calling the action from Sofa Central with my broadcast colleagues Caboose and The Coach. The referee keeps JINGUS at bay as Frankie dives off the ring apron onto The Sadist, who catches him. The Sadist tosses Frankie over his shoulder blades. Somoan drop on the arena floor. Frankie grimaces while holding onto his stomach. The Sadist steps onto the apron and scales the turnbuckles. FLYING ELBOW DROP ACROSS THE THROAT! Frankie gasps for air. The Sadist sits-up with an orgasmic look on his face. He closes his eyes and winces uncontrollably. His eyes re-open, a demonic look now etched in his face. He punches himself in the GROIN and laughs! Frankie is thrown back into the ring and covered. ONE... TWO... KICKOUT! The Sadist goes back to the top. Fully aware that his brother is in trouble, Frank shakes the top rope to buy time. It pays off. Frankie gets back on his feet and nails The Sadist with a punch to the mid-section, causing the big man to crotch himself on the top turnbuckle. The Sadist with a pained smile. Frankie climbs onto the middle turnbuckle and sends The Sadist crashing to the mat with an OVERHEAD BELLY-TO-BELLY SUPLEX! ONE... TW-- NO, KICKOUT! Frankie sets The Sadist up for an Irish whip, but has it reversed. The Psycho Gremlin sent on the defensive. Both Frankie and The Sadist avoid clotheslines from the other. Frankie, charging full steam ahead runs right into a wicked lariat from The Sadist. The Sadist doesn't let up. He whips Frankie to the corner and follows him in, but hits nothing but turnbuckle as Frankie moves out of the way. Frankie catches The Sadist recoiling off the turnbuckles. Belly-to-back suplex! Instead of going for the pin, Frankie sprints over to his corner and tags in Frank. The Sadist is decked by a running forearm smash to the sternum. The Man of Tomorrow quickly dives on top for the pin right now. ONE... TWO... KICKOUT! Frank sets The Sadist for a side Russian legsweep, but is caught off-guard by a round of elbows to the mid-section. Like he did to Frankie earlier, The Sadist tries to drape Frank across his shoulder blades, but Frank floats over and waistlocks the big man from behind. The Sadist blocks Frank's German suplex attempts by having all 320 pounds of himself become dead weight. Frank tries muscling The Sadist up but cannot. The Sadist drags Frank over to the ropes which just happens to be in the corner of the Sooner Bruisers. Frankie walks to the center of the apron and drills The Sadist with a couple of Oklahoma rights, stunning him long enough for Frank to take him up for a GERMAN SUPLEX! Frank bridges up with his neck. ONE... TWO... NO! JINGUS comes in and breaks up the count. Frank tries capitalizing on his team's advantage by going up to the top. But The Sadist nearly decapitates him on the way down with a BIG BOOT to the face! "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!" COLE Frank may be seriously hurt. He may have a concussion, perhaps even lost a tooth. He was attempting a top rope Soonerline but as we saw, it didn't work out the way he invisioned. COACH Of course it didn't work out the way he invisioned. His vision is blurred. The Sadist tags JINGUS in by slapping him across the chest, presumably to jack up the Devilman. JINGUS pulls Frank up by the hair and takes him up and over with a GUTWRENCH POWERBOMB! ONE... TWO... THR-- NO! Frankie comes in and kicks JINGUS in the face. The referee escorts Frankie back to his corner. He turns around and sees the Hitmen make another tag. Slick slaps his hands above his head, signaling a tag was indeed made. The Sadist fires Frank to the ropes. Just what Frank wanted -- another big boot. But it isn't just any big boot. The Sadist hits the near side, much faster than another wrestler who uses the same two moves, and drops the leg across the back of the neck! "HO-GAN!" "HO-GAN!" "HO-GAN!" A barage of Hulkamania bandanas are thrown into the ring. The Sadist grabs a handful and stuffs them in his mouth, then spits them out as he rolls Frank over and covers him. ONE... TWO... TH-- NO! Frankie pulls The Sadist off his brother. While the referee instructs Frankie to stay on the apron until he's tagged, Hell's Hitman make an exchange. COLE The referee shouldn't allow the tag since he didn't see it. COACH Uh, you wanna be the referee who has to tell either one of those monsters to get out of the ring? COLE Good point. Frank whipped to the ropes. JINGUS sets down, and Frank goes over with a sunset flip, but he struggles bringing the big man down. JINGUS lifts Frank up by the HEAD and slams him to the mat. CLAW SLAM! ONE... TWO... THRE-- NO! Again, Frankie gets involved, coming in and kicking JINGUS in the face. He quickly steps back out, wanting no part of another lecture from the referee. Scoope and a slam from JINGUS. The Devilman gets good air as he delivers a legdrop down onto the sternum of the Man of Tomorrow. JINGUS with a textbook cover -- lateral press, hooking the leg, etc -- but only gets a two count. He scoopes the Okie up and shoots him off to the ropes. JINGUS raises the boot in the air, but Frank goes underneath and catches JINGUS turning around with more of a HEADSCISSORS TAKEOVER than a Frankensteiner, as demonstrated by JINGUS who no sells the move and obliterates Frank with a lariat. Frank brought back to his feet and sent into the corner, JINGUS following in with a big avalanche splash. JINGUS tags out in favor of the fresher man. To pick up more steam, JINGUS grabs his partner and flings him towards the corner in which Frank is positioned. But Frank moves out of the way and The Sadist hits hard in the corner. Frank wipes out JINGUS with a Soonerline! The Sadist stumbles out of the corner, his back facing Frank, who delivers a sick HALF-NELSON SUPLEX! The crowd on their feet, howling in anticipation of the tag. Frankie itching to come in. And...there's the tag! "OW, OW, OW, OW, OWWWWWWWW!" The Psycho Gremlin now the legal man. Frankie rocks JINGUS with a big right hand. Irish whip. Baaaaaaack bodydrop. Frankie follows up by knocking the Devilman off his feet with a Soonerline. The Sadist caught sneaking behind Frankie with a hip toss. Frankie shoves The Sadist into the corner and climbs up on the middle turnbuckle, where he drives the fist into the forehead. ONE... TWO... THREE... FOUR... FIVE... JINGUS nails Frankie from behind with a clubbering clothesline. He sets himself under Frankie and pulls him out of the corner in a powerbomb position. The crowd stirs as The Sadist climbs to the top. He leaps...and is CAUGHT in MID-AIR! Overhead belly-to-belly suplex! But JINGUS still finishes off the powerbomb. COLE Oh, my! What a counter! Hell's Hitmen were going to finish Frankie off with their devastating Viya con Dios double-team maneuver, but Frankie countered in mid-air with a release belly-to-belly suplex. COACH Frankie's down as well, Mikey. If they would've hit their move, it would be over. What Frankie did was save himself from getting pinned immediately after the clothesline. JINGUS sees The Sadist lying in a fetal position after taking the mid-air suplex. He starts kicking his own partner upside the head trying to bring him back to his senses. JINGUS picks The Sadist up and throws him down onto Frankie. ONE... TWO.... THREE-- NO! Frank breaks up the pin. JINGUS blindsides the Man of Tomorrow. The two begin trading blows. Each man rocking the other with haymakers. Frank gains the upper hand and sends JINGUS reeling to the ropes, the only thing keeping the Devilman up at this point. The Sadist charges Frank, who hears the rumbling footsteps and moves out of the way just as The Sadist raises the boot and kicks JINGUS in the face! "YEEEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHH!" JINGUS tumbles over the top to the floor. Frank drills The Sadist across the back of the neck with a forearm shot. He lifts the 320 pounder up on his shoulders and positions himself near the corner, his back facing the turnbuckles. Frankie goes all the way up and connects with the TOP ROPE BULLDOG! ONE... TWO... THREE! "YEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHH!" * DING DING DING DING * BUFFER The winners of the match... THE SOONER BRUUUUUISERRRRRSSSS! Slick Johnson raises the Sooner Bruisers arms in victory. JINGUS pulls The Sadist out of the ring and whallops him with a right hand. The Sadist fires back. JINGUS with a knee to the gut. He grabs The Sadist's by the head and rams him into the ring steps. The Sadist shakes it off and throws JINGUS into the ringpost. He pulls him back and clothesline JINGUS over the guardrail. The fans go crazy as Hell's Hitmen brawl with each other in the crowd. OAOAST security lead by Carl Winslow storm the crowd to separate the fighting partners. COACH What is with that? Are those guys crazy or what? CABOOSE If we thought their attitudes were bad after a loss, imagine what they'd do after a win. COACH Heh. The Sooner Bruisers talk into the cameras, begging for an answer from the South Central Militia. COLE While the Sooner Bruisers wait to hear the answer to their challenge, we still have more to come. Cut to the sight of an empty chair. But, never fear, we're not getting desperate for things to do because everybody's taking their balls home with them. Obviously pre-recorded, the empty seat is soon filled, as the mysterious Benefactor that's been plauging the Women's Division walks into view and sits herself down. Sat in front of the camera, The Benefactor's mask still shields her identity. Of course, masks don't disguise voices. But when she finally speaks, she sounds...odd. Almost manly. Almost like Ole Anderson with a voice distortion box. BENFACTOR (VOICE DISTORTED) Good evening. COACH Holy shit, it's the Black Scorpion! The Benefactor is the Black Scorpion! COLE No, silly. It's clearly The Shockmaster's voice. BENEFACTOR (VOICE DISTORTED) As you may have seen in recent weeks, Ashley Street has foolishly tried to 'out' me. She made the grave mistake of calling me out. The thing is Ashley, you don't know who you're messing with. Maybe you should have visited your good friend, Jenny Adams, and asked her what happens when you get on my bad side. But, you didn't. And now, you've gotten yourself firmly on my bad side. In recent weeks, I've had you destroyed. I've had you beaten. I even smashed you in the head with a chair myself. And, last week, I enlisted a woman who has proven she can get the job done. The woman who took care of Jenny Adams. Brodie Lewis. The Benefactor laughs, which is dubbed over with the distorted voice, about as accurately as most karate films are dubbed over. BENEFACTOR (VOICE DISTORTED) Rest assured, she has been rewarded for her actions last week. But still, I have a problem with you. You still hold the OAOAST Women's Title. So, I would like to take this time to send a message to all of the women in the OAOAST. Every single one. Whether you agree with me or you don't, I can make you very, very rich. Reaching to the side of her chair, The Benefactor pulls a briefcase up into view. Off come the locks, before The Benefactor turns the case to the camera and opens it up, revealing one hell of a lot of money inside. BENEFACTOR (VOICE DISTORTED)- At World Without End, Ashley Street, your world WILL end. I have spoken at length to our General Manager Calvin Szechstein and he has organised an OAOAST Women's Title Match. It will be Ashley Street defending...against Brodie Lewis. She has already had a taster of my gratitude. Now, OAOAST females, you could be next. Because, that match at World Without End...will be a Lumberjill Match. COLE Lumberjill? BENEFACTOR (VOICE DISTORTED) Every single female in the OAOAST is eligible to come to the ring and act as a Lumberjill for the match. And that is where the money comes in. I don't care if it's Valerie, Constance...even you, Molly Matthews. Whomever is responsible for Ashley Street's demise will reap the rewards. Friend or foe. And I know there are some of you now, thinking 'why should I help, I like Ashley'. Ask yourself, how much is that friendship worth? For, I am offering the contents of this briefcase...that's $50,000 ladies...to ANY female responsible for the downfall of Ashley Street. And of course, should that demise be a particularly 'effective' one, then I may feel even more generous. The Benefactor laughs again. BENEFACTOR (VOICE DISTORTED) Think about Ashley. You messed with me and now, I am going to mess with you. At World Without End, when you stand in that ring staring at Brodie Lewis...you will have every eye of every female in the OAOAST firmly fixed on you. You can't trust anyone anymore Ashley. Because, as soon as you turn your back, there will be a queue of people lining up to stab you in the back! So, good luck at World Without End Ashley. I guarantee, you're going to need it. The feed suddenly cuts, leaving just a static screen until the director cuts back to Sofa Central. COLE My god, this benefactor situation is getting out of control. Poor Ashley Street has got to defend her title against that psychotic Brodie Lewis at World Without End, knowing that all around the ring, there'll be every member of the Women's Division one trip or one attack away from $50,000. And she doesn't know who to trust! She doesn't know who'll take a chance at the money and who won't, not for sure! CABOOSE I'll tell you one thing Cole, this benefactor, whoever she is, is a genius! COLE And rich too! Where's she getting all this money? COACH Rich boyfriend? CABOOSE Just because that's where you get all your money, doesn't mean everyone else is incapable of looking after themselves. COLE And, on that note, let's go to a break. We're live from Montreal. Commercial Break Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
KingPK 0 Report post Posted October 14, 2005 *As we return, Josh is backstage with HeldDOWN GM Calvin Szechstein.* JOSH Mr. Szechstein, first of all, thank you for taking this time to answer this question for me. CALVIN Oh, well the pleasure is all yours, don't mention it. JOSH Since you seem to have settled the World Title controversy, I was curious, after the last couple weeks, what plans do you have for the Heartland title at World Without End? CALVIN Well, you know, Josh, I've actually just recently come to a decision as it pertains to this. A couple weeks ago saw a terrific match between Alfdogg and Brock Ausstin, with Alf pulling out the win. But Brock put forward a terrific performance, and based on that performance, I think he's earned the right to a rematch. *crowd cheers* So at World Without End, it's going to be Alfdogg once again defending his Heartland title against Brock Ausstin! *crowd cheers* JOSH Again, thank you for... *the crowd starts to boo as Chris Stevens and Jay Richards of the CSI make their way onto the screen.* STEVENS Wait a minute, Calvin, you promised me a title shot if I helped Brock in that match... CALVIN Whoa, whoa, whoa. I said if you helped him win. Brock didn't win that match. RICHARDS Wait a minute...Heyross told me Alf would give me a shot if I helped him out! STEVENS What??? RICHARDS I'll explain later. But Calvin, you saw how I did against Alf last week, I deserve this shot more than Brock Ausstin! The rest of Canada may hate Quebec, but I think the WHOLE country can agree on that! *crowd boos* STEVENS But not as much as me! Come on, Calvin! RICHARDS Oh really, now? I don't think that was ME getting my ass stomped in a ladder match at License to Pin! STEVENS What are you saying? *Stevens and Richards have a staredown as the crowd buzzes...then goes CRAZY as Alfdogg himself walks into the office.* ALF If you want my opinion...I'd be willing to take on either one of you at World Without End. But the way this is going, I don't think this place is big enough for the both of you. *Alf puts his arm on Calvin's shoulder* ALF How does this sound...tonight, right here in Montreal...(*thumbs up, cheap pop*) Chris Stevens vs Jay Richards. *crowd pops HUGE* Whoever wins, can take on me AND Brock at World Without End. And you can tell by this reaction that the people really want this match. And I'm sure there are millions of people watching at home that would give you the ratings you're looking for to see this match. CALVIN You know Alf, for once you're right. I'm going to make that match. The winner goes on to a Triple Threat Heartland title match at World Without End. *Alf leaves smiling.* Good luck to both of you. *Calvin goes back into his office, leaving Stevens and Richards looking at each other in shock.* CABOOSE Aw....picking a guy to root for is like choosing between my children. COACH But you don't have any children. CABOOSE *Sigh* “OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEE!” Fans cheer at the familiar, and oh so generic, music of “OLE!” by Bouncing Souls. El Chica Generica comes bouncing (heh) out and slaps hands on her way down to the ring. “Hailing from Tijuana, Mexico, she weighs in tonight at 121 pounds, she is EL CHICA GENERICA!” The fans cheer as Generica gives a mighty “OLE!” COACH Tonight, I don’t think I’d want to be Generica and face Brodie in her comeback match. CABOOSE Tonight you wouldn’t want to be her? Why would you ever want to be her? She has the mental capacity of… well, you. Okay, never mind, it makes sense. The angry cords of the Distiller’s “House of Mirrors” rips through the speakers, and the fans jeer instantly. Brodie Lewis comes stomping down to the ring with a mighty mean scowl on her face. Some fan holds up an Ashley Street sign up in front of her, and she just takes one look at it and spit on the fan. COLE Well, that seemed a bit unnecessary. “Hailing from the Brooklyn, New York, she weighs in tonight at 131 pounds, she is the returning BRODIE LEWIS!” “BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” COACH The fans have obviously not forgiven Brodie for her actions against Jenny Adams a few months ago. Before Brodie can even enter the ring, El Chica crashes into her with a suicide dive! COLE What a way to start off the match! El Chica, with a beautiful suicide dive to surprise Brodie early on! And taken by surprise she is as Brodie is shocked enough for Generica to pick her up and give a few forearms with hardly any problem. DING! DING! DING! With the match officially started, the two combatants are still on the outside, as El Chica has forearmed Brodie against the apron. Positive that she’ll stay, El Chica jogs up the aisle and bit, gives a mighty “OLE!” and runs full speed towards Brodie…only to meet a viscous elbow. El Chica nearly falls to the ground because of the impact, but catches herself. Brodie obviously isn’t very happy with this, so she takes her down with a clothesline with enough impact to take Brodie to the ground as well! As Brodie comes up, the ref gets out of the ring and warns Brodie to get back in while also trying to see if Chica is still conscious. Brodie obliges, while picking up Chica and taking her with her. El Chica tries to get back her bearings and get back up. Unfortunately for her, as she gets on her knees, Brodie comes off the ropes with a mule kick to the back of her head. “BOOOOO!” COLE The fans are obviously not too happy with Brodie right now. CABOOSE Did you really think they would be? Come on, she could be kissing babies right now and this crowd would still boo her. Brodie flips off the crowd as she picks up a nearly limp Generica and gives a couple of knees to the gut. Chica tries to fight back with some stray punches, but none mind their mark or are too weak to even matter. Brodie laughs and continues for a bit before she gets bored and whips Generica hard to the corner. Brodie waltz over to the corner and goes to whip her to the opposite corner, only to hold on and bring Generica backwards. COACH I have a bad feeling about this… Brodie grabs Generica in a waistlock and does a release German suplex to her…ONTO THE TURNBUCKLE! Chica’s head in particular hits the top turnbuckle hard, snapping back. “HOLY SHIT” and jeering are mixed together as Chica falls limply on the mat, pretty well out of it. Brodie isn’t down yet though, as she lifts the lightweight into a vertical suplex position and turns it into a sitdown powerbomb. CABOOSE The Orange Crush! Brodie pins El Chica Generica and gets the easy 3 count. DING! DING! DING! “And your winner, in 2 minutes and 33 seconds, BRODIE LEWIS!” “BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” COLE With all due respect to El Chica Generica, she is not Ashley Street. If Brodie thinks that she can take out our Women Champion that easily, she has another thing coming. CABOOSE Well, she won’t be needing to do it all by herself. With this Benefactor, Ashley is public enemy number one. She has no real allies, besides the injured Jenny Adams. Brodie though? With the Benefactors money, EVERYONE is her ally against Street. The last image on the screen is Brodie saying some vulgar things to the OAOAST fans while making her way to the back....until we cut backstage to the lovely MARIA~!, who is standing by with an interview. MARIA Hola my Canadian amigos! Yo soy Maria and I'm with a man who, next week, will have an opportunity to qualify for the main event at WWE......that's weird, I also work for WWE......never mind. Please welcome my guest, the X-Division champion Peter Knight! Knight walks into the frame, title belt resting on his shoulder. MARIA PK....I can call you that, right? KNIGHT (trying to be flirtatious) You can call me anything, honey. MARIA Can I call you Peter Kostka then? Knight stares at her, dumbfounded. KOS...er...KNIGHT Uh, you had a question? MARIA Oh yeah. What are your feelings about your match next week? I haven't even heard who you are facing yet. KNIGHT That really doesn't matter, because frankly, I don't care who they throw at me. Next week, I WILL qualify for WWE and then I WILL beat whoever I have to in that elimination match to finally, FINALLY become the OAOAST World Heavyweight Champion! MARIA So you don't care if it is someone like Bohemoth? KNIGHT The bigger they are, the harder they fall. MARIA Jay Richards? KNIGHT I'll squash him like a bug. MARIA Crystal? KNIGHT I don't have a problem hitting a girl. MARIA Brock..... KNIGHT You know, I'm running out of cliches here. I think I made my point. Next week I'm going to give myself the best early birthday present I can get and no one is stopping me. Knight walks off, leaving Maria to watch him go. MARIA Bye Mr. Kostka! Commercial Break Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
KingPK 0 Report post Posted October 14, 2005 When we come back, the camera cuts to the lockerroom. Spanish Fly, Otaku II, and John “Rock Hard” Brickston are shown. The crowd pops. Otaku II is doing pushups while Spanish Fly talks to Brickston. SPANISH FLY Oh man, I had no idea that you were returning tonight! You certainly surprised Tha Puerto Rican! JOHN “ROCK HARD” BRICKSTON Yeah. I knew that punk was going to crap in his tights once he saw me. I’ve been spending time in OAOOVW but I’ve been following the shows, and I’ve seen how PRL has been to you and Otaku. It made me sick to my stomach. And did you see what he has done to the OAOAST 24/7 Title? It’s despicable! A spinner belt? That’s the dumbest thing I’ve ever seen! It slaps in the face of tradition! Trust me, if I was the 24/7 Champion, I would treat that belt with the respect it deserves. SPANISH FLY Hey, if it weren’t for The Lightning Crew, I believe you would be 24/7 Champion right now. Thanks for coming out there earlier tonight. I really appreciate it. BRICKSTON Hey don’t mention it. Otaku gets up and walks over to Brickston and Spanish Fly. OTAKU II Guys, let’s concentrate on what’s coming up later tonight. We got a six-man tag match against The Lightning Crew! We all got to bring our “A” game, since you know that PRL, Vitamin X, and Cuban Wall are going to bring the other 97 members of The Lightning Crew with them. If we stick together, we’ll beat them, and then Spanish Fly, afterwards, you’ll have your mask back. I’m sure of it! SPANISH FLY Thanks Otaku. I can’t wait for this match. You two take care of Cuban Wall and Vitamin X. I’m going to take on PRL. I can’t wait to take out PRL and get my mask back! BRICKSTON Just make sure you wash it before you put it on again, because…uh…you know. (Brickston points to his chest and whistles) SPANISH FLY Heh, yeah, I’ll be sure to do that. OTAKU II So, you guys are ready to kick some Lightning Crew ass! BRICKSTON Yeah man. We’re in this together. All for one, and one for all. John, Fly, and Otaku high five each other. They then put their fists together, which the camera does a close-up of. LEON Is...is it just me, or is this not going anywhere. JADE Sorry...uh, where was I? LEON The question? JADE Oh yeah...What was it like to get beat up by Charles Robinson? Pissed, O'Hara stands up and gets in Jade's face, prompting Leon out of his chair to interject himself. O'HARA Yo, step off cous'. LEON I suggest you get out of my sister's face. O'HARA Whatch'u gonna do cous', huh? You wanna go? LEON You know, you should take a look around kid. This is the Love Shack. This is mah house! I built this house! Figuratively, obviously, I'm no builder. But I am a wrestler and if you wanna 'go', then we'll 'go' in the ring. Next week. Unless, one half of the Tag Team Champions is too much of a step up from referees and James Blonde all of a sudden? Despite backing off, a sour look remains on O'Hara face as he glares at Rodez and nods his head... COLE That was footage from last week's Love Shack. COACH Man, I love the Love Shack. You think Leon'll have me on as a guest? CABOOSE I doubt it. You have to have some sort of redeeming qualities to appear on a talk show, otherwise there's no talk. And besides, the ratings on Cole's Bar plummeted after you appeared on it. You're like a kiss of death. COLE Anyway...Leon Rodez invited newly promoted OAOVW starlet Jamie O'Hara onto his Love Shack program. And O'Hara showed pretty much no gratitude, completely blowing up when the subject of his run with the Birmingham Bad Boyz earlier in the year was brought up. CABOOSE I don't blame him. The poor kid comes to the OAOAST, ends up wrestling Charles Robinson of all people and then gets demoted to Hicksville Wrestling. Then his partner leaves. He busts his ass to rebuild his reputation and all everyone does is bring up the past? Why can't people let him move on? I don't blame him for being angry. *GOOOOONG!* "YYYYYYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" "GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, GET DOWN!" The fans go wild and crazy, starting to bop their heads along to Kool And The Gang's "Jungle Boogie", as one half of the super-fantastic OAOAST World Tag Team Champions Leon Rodez storms out through the curtains. He gets another roar from the crowd as he stops on the stage, surveying the scene. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Grand Rapids Michigan...he weighs in at two hundred, twenty pounds. One half of the OAOAST Tag Team Champions of the WOOORRLLD... "SILKY SMOOTH"... LLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOONN... RRRRRRROOOOOOOODDEEEEEEEZZZZZZZZ!!!! "YYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!" COLE The crowd going wild for the ever popular former X-Division Champion. How can you not love Leon Rodez? CABOOSE Gimme some time and I could think of a bunch of reasons. COACH I like him. CABOOSE Okay, there's reason one. Rodez jogs up the steps and vaults into the ring, whipping off his robe and draping it over Michael Buffer's shoulders. Ever the professional, Buffer doesn't even flinch. Not even as Rodez positions himself beside Buffer and mimes along with his next introduction. BUFFER And, his opponent. Making his return to the OAOAST this evening. He hails from Birmingham, England and weighs in at one hundred, seventy pounds. "THE BIRMINGHAM BAD BOY"... JJAAAAAAAMMMMIIIIIIEEEEEE... OOOOO'HHHAAAAAARRRRRRRAAAAAAAAA!!!! "Mosh" by Eminem hits, a few of the crowd already booing as O'Hara strides out through the entrance. Head held high, O'Hara walks past the fans shouting abuse at him as if he were 7 feet tall, rather than the scrawny 5'9" that he is in reality. Scrawny he may be, but he is athletic, leaping to the apron and then somersaulting over the ropes and into the ring. Earning him mock applause from Rodez. O'Hara takes exception to that, inviting Rodez to "come 'n 'ave a go" before he's moved away by referee Mickey Jay. COLE Okay, this oughta be real fun. Leon Rodez is a former X-Division Champion and from reports we've heard, O'Hara is one of the most exciting aerial wrestlers the OAOAST will have seen in some time. Rodez, for once, has the experience edge and the power edge in this match. *DINGDINGDING!* As the bell rings, O'Hara prepares to fight... *CLAP!* *CLAP!* *CLAP!* *CLAP!* ...while Rodez gets the crowd behind him in some old fashioned rhythmical clapping. CABOOSE Ugh! Rodez dances along to the beat as O'Hara scowls out at the crowd, before advancing. Lunging forward, Rodez tries for a lock-up but O'Hara evades and sneaks behind with a waistlock. Not the most powerful, O'Hara can't stop Rodez from switching behind into his own waistlock though, trapping The Birmingham Bad Boy and attempting a German. O'Hara hooks his leg around Leon's and blocks. Rodez tries again, only for O'Hara to block again. So Rodez shoves O'Hara in the back with enough force to send him into the ropes, waiting for him to rebound back before dropping down. Hurdling over Rodez, O'Hara runs on and suddenly leaps, springboarding off the middle rope and leapfrogging backwards over a charging Rodez. Now on the run, Rodez hits the ropes and charges into O'Hara with a shoulder block. As O'Hara goes down, Rodez shows off TEH GUNZ~! before hitting the ropes at the side, vaulting over O'Hara and hitting a clotheslin...NO, O'Hara counters with an armdrag from out of nowhere! Skidding to a halt by the ropes, Rodez pulls himself to his knees and applauds O'Hara, shaking his arm out as he climbs back to his feet. COLE Impressive work from both men and Leon Rodez is the first to acknowledge his opponent's abilities. CABOOSE Eh, he's just sucking up. Both men meet in the middle of the ring and lock up, Rodez applying a side headlock. Rodez drops to one knee to add more leverage, but O'Hara goes to the ribs repeatedly with forearms to weaken The Silky Smooth One up before sending him off into the ropes. Again, Rodez' knocks O'Hara down with a shoulderblock and again goes to the ropes. But this time, he fakes out on a clothesline, causing O'Hara's armdrag attempt to fail miserably. A smirk creeps onto Rodez's face reaches down and grabs O'Hara's arm, but O'Hara suddenly kips up and gets his armdrag, much to the surprise of Rodez who rolls to the corner. *APPLAUSE* COLE Jamie O'Hara's certainly holding his own thus-far. Rodez pulls himself up in the corner and offers O'Hara a handshake. Taking a curious look, O'Hara declines...and SLAPS the taste out of Rodez's face! "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHH!" Just for good measure, O'Hara begins to put the badmouth on Rodez...but suddenly, Rodez explodes with a flurry of right hands! O'Hara tries to cover up, but Rodez continues pounding away relentlessly, backing O'Hara up into the ropes with fist after fist after fist. Rodez then grabs an arm and irish whips O'Hara towards the ropes. Putting on the brakes, O'Hara manages to skid to a halt in the centre of the ring, but turns around and gets taken over with a sunset flip... 1... 2... O'Hara kicks out, rolling through to his feet and dropkicking Rodez flush in the jaw! Back collapses Rodez, while O'Hara hits the ropes and looks for a running back senton. Rodez rolls to the side before impact though and snares O'Hara's arms on the way down, tilting him into a crucifix... 1... 2... Kickout! Both men scramble up and meet in the centre of the ring, Rodez landing a boot to the gut and whipping O'Hara towards the corner. Before he can collide with the ropes though, the arms of Jamie O'Hara shoot up and catch the top rope, allowing him to push up and over the charging Rodez. As he lands, O'Hara spins on his heels and sprints towards the opposite corner. With Rodez following, O'Hara again tries to go up and over. This time though, O'Hara hooks his legs over Rodez's shoulders and pushes off, swinging around to take Rodez over with a headscissors... ...but Rodez sits out, countering with an inverted sit-out powerbomb style move, with enough force for O'Hara to bounce off the mat and be turned onto his back!! "OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE Man, what a counter that was! COACH No kiddin'! He done dropped him right on his face! With O'Hara down, Rodez slows the pace down a little by taking a breather, before making a cover... 1... 2... Kickout! Pulling O'Hara up, Rodez nails a right hand and then a second before pushing O'Hara into the ropes, sending him across the ring. As he hits the ropes though, O'Hara manages to hook his arms over the top rope and halt his momentum...only for Rodez to charge in anyway and clothesline O'Hara up and over the top. However, he doesn't notice O'Hara grabbing the top rope and levering himself onto the apron and turns his back to motion to the crowd, leaving himself open for a springboard missile dropkick from O'Hara! Sprawling forward, Rodez ends up tumbling out through the ropes and to the floor, while O'Hara tries to regain his senses. CABOOSE High-Spot, coming your way Leon! Slowly Rodez pulls himself up on the outside. In the ring meanwhile, the same can be said for O'Hara, who has Rodez in his sights. Moving Mickey Jay aside, O'Hara takes a run-up, before cartwheeling across the ring and tumbling up, out, over and WIPING OUT RODEZ WITH A SPACE FLYING MU'FUCKIN TIGER DROP~! COLE Oh, MY! CABOOSE And somewhere, Alfdogg gently weeps. The crowd applaud O'Hara, regardless of his demeanour, as he and Rodez lie in a mangled heap on the arena floor. "ONE!" Meanwhile, referee Mickey Jay begins his count on both men. "TWO!" O'Hara rolls to his knees, trying to shake out the cobwebs after taking a pretty rough landing on the floor himself. "THREE!" COLE O'Hara clearly isn't afraid to take a risk...we're still early in this match and already, O'Hara produces a highlight reel moment! You can see why this kid has been hyped so much from OAOVW watchers! "FOUR!" Pulling himself up, O'Hara turns and sees Mickey Jay's count, realising he has enough time to pull Rodez back up as well. As he does, he charges Rodez backwards, driving his spine into the ring apron! "FIVE!" Backing up, The Birmingham Bad Boy waits for Rodez to step forward before driving him backwards into the ring apron a second time. "SIX!" O'Hara rolls Rodez in at six to break the count. With that dealt with, O'Hara takes a moment to turn and hurl abuse at the ringside fans before climbing back to the apron and waiting on Rodez to get up. Rodez slowly gets to his feet, turning towards O'Hara who vaults into the ring. Twisting in mid-air, he lands on the top rope and moonsaults back over Rodez's head, hooking him on the way and dropping him with an inverted DDT!! COLE Gorgeous Moonsault Inverted DDT from O'Hara!! That brought the crowd out of their seats! Indeed, it did. But pretty soon, they're rallying behind Rodez as O'Hara hooks a leg... 1... 2... Kickout!! O'Hara hops up quickly, stomping Rodez back down and making sure he's firmly down. He then sets, readying himself before springing off the mat and tumbling...450 DEGREES!?! CABOOSE What the living hell? COLE STANDING 450 Splash!! That's insane! 1... 2... Kickout! Furious, O'Hara glares at Mickey Jay as he gets back up, waiting for Rodez. "RO - DEZ!" "RO - DEZ!" "RO - DEZ!" "RO - DEZ!" With the sounds of the crowd behind him, Rodez struggles to his feet holding his ribs. Hitting the ropes, O'Hara runs at Rodez at full pelt, spinning through the air and trying to take his head off with a spinning roundhouse kick. At the last second though, Leon ducks his head and O'Hara's leg soars harmlessly over his head! Stunned, O'Hara scrambles back up and is met with a jab! And a second JAB! A JAB! A JAB~! A JAAAAB~! O'Hara rocks, rolls and...uh...reverberates, as Rodez launches into O'Hara with the enziguri! O'Hara takes the bump right on his head, to gasps from the crowd. COACH MAMA SAID KNOCK YOU OUT! I'M GONNA KNOCK YOU OUT...said Leon to Jamie. Staggering to his feet, O'Hara wildly swings out with a right hand. Rodez easily ducks though, switching behind The Birmingham Bad Boy and drags him down across his knees with a Lungblower!! O'Hara bounces about a foot off the canvas before finally landing hard on the mat, further damage done allowing Rodez to make the cover... 1... 2... KICKOUT! CABOOSE This kid's got a lot of heart too. COLE Wait...you're always brushing it off when I say Rodez has a lot of heart and now, you're using my clichés? CABOOSE Your mediocrity must be rubbing off on me. Rodez pulls O'Hara to his feet again, whipping him into the corner and following in with a clothesline. Out of the corner staggers O'Hara, as Rodez sprints into the ropes and wipes him out with a flying forearm. And a clothesline. A second clothesline. A third and Leon Rodez is FIRED UP~! RODEZ C'MOOOOOOOONN~! See. "RO - DEZ!" "RO - DEZ!" "RO - DEZ!" "RO - DEZ!" As O'Hara staggers in, Rodez scoops and slams, positioning O'Hara by the corner. In perfect position. Rodez leaves the ring and plays to the fans before climbing up the turnbuckles towards the top rope. As he does though, all attentions turn to the entrance way as Scotty Static and Johnny Jax are sprinting to the ring!! COLE What the hell, The GPX are coming to the ring! Damnit! Static vaults onto the apron, reaching up and shoving Rodez off the top rope! *DINGDINGDING!* Predictably, the bell sounds and Mickey Jay calls for the disqualification, as The GPX scramble into the ring and begin to put the boots to Leon Rodez! BUFFER Your winner of this contest by disqualification...LEON RODEZ!! A mild cheer goes up, with most of the crowd screaming at The GPX who are beating the living hell out of a defenceless Leon Rodez. Jamie O'Hara is up now and stares over at Jax and Static, looking decidedly pissed off at having lost his return match. And he quickly grabs Jax by the arm, pulling him off of Rodez, doing the same to Static as well... ...before putting his own boots to Rodez!!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" COLE IT WAS A SETUP!! DAMNIT, IT WAS ALL A SETUP!! COACH Man, you'd think we'd be able to tell by now, huh? Smiles emerge on Johnny and Scotty's faces as they join in on the beatdown again... "YYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" ...BUT SUDDENLY, HERE COMES ZACK!!! The GPX and O'Hara bail just as Zack slides into the ring, leaning over the ropes and pointing a threatening finger at the trio, who are now gloatingly making their leave. Zack checks on Rodez, as The GPX raise the arms of Jamie O'Hara in the air. COLE Damnit, Jamie O'Hara has alligned himself with The GPX...so...that means, he must have alligned himself with The Upstarts! Damnit, they're taking over! CABOOSE That's...that's kinda the point. COLE Yeah. Uh, let's go to commercial. Up next, CSI EXPLODZ~! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
KingPK 0 Report post Posted October 14, 2005 (Clips are shown of The Parka's trip to Japan. He is shown greeting japanese fans who look overly excited, especially the women. Clips are also shown of Parka and Eddy eating sushi, which fades into a shot of Eddy running for the bathroom. We then go to a shot of Parka and Eddy in a hallway with a voiceover.) VOICEOVER This past weekend in Japan there was an incident between The Parka and Christian Wright. Let's take you to footage caught by the Japanese cameramen. (Parka and Eddy are talking with some Japanese wrestlers, some of which seem to understand them, when Christian Wright walks over, followed by Bohemoth, and pulls Parka around to face him.) WRIGHT I thought I'd find you here! PARKA Well yeah I told everyone I was coming to Japan. WRIGHT You don't have the time to make it to Dirty Deeds, but you have the time to travel to another country? PARKA Well there isn't a Hurricane going on right now is there? I had legitimate reasons for not being at Dirty Deeds. My family and friends in Houston needed help getting ready to evacuate and I was worried about them. Sure the Hurricane turned and barely touched Houston, but there was no way I could have known that! WRIGHT So you've been over here having fun, defending that title as far away from me as you could get yet again!? PARKA Well I didn't realize you would miss me so much that you'd come all the way to Japan, but I am flattered. I didn't come here to get away from you though, I came here to fulfill my duty as champion. WRIGHT I don't recall those duties including only defending against Japanese wrestlers. PARKA Listen Christian if you want a shot at this title just say so! WRIGHT I want a shot at that title! PARKA Well then you've got it. Our match at World Without End will now be for the HI-YAH Heavyweight Championship! WRIGHT Good, and you better show up this time or I'll make sure you're stripped of that title! PARKA Are you sure that's all you want me stripped of? You did follow me across the globe. (Wright rolls his eyes and prepares to leave before looking at Eddy Kalm hunched over a trashcan.) WRIGHT You better check on your buddy...he looks like he might not make it back to the States. (Wright and Bohemoth laugh and walk away as Parka walks over to Eddy.) PARKA No more sushi for you Eddy. JAPANESE WRESTLER Oh that's not from the sushi. We gave him some Sake earlier. PARKA How much Sake? JAPANESE WRESTLER Just a few shots. PARKA Oh crap...Eddy come on we need to get you out of here. (Parka leads Eddy away was we fade out.) COLE And World Without End gets another big match. Right now, two members of CSI are ready to do battle with one another with a shot at championship gold on the line, Coach! COACH That's right, Cole, and this just shows how important the Heartland title has become since Alfdogg won it nearly four months ago. No disrespect to my man PRL, of course, but that belt was merely looked at as a trophy in the beginning. Now, I'd put it right behind the big one, the World title, in terms of value. Alf's defended that belt in just about every situation imaginable since winning it from PRL. Saturday Night's All Right hits and Jay Richards makes his way through the curtains, smirking at the fans as he walks to the ring.[/i] COLE And here comes Jay Richards, not looking too upset about the fact that he'll be facing his stablemate here in this match! COACH Well, there's been a lot of tension in CSI over the last couple weeks stemming from the Alf-Brock Ausstin match. BUFFER The following contest is scheduled for one fall, with the winner advancing to a triple threat match, for the OAOAST Heartland title, at World Without End! Introducing first, hailing from Orange City, Iowa! He weighs in at 199 pounds...a member of CSI...here is JAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRICHARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRDSSSSSSS!!!!! Jay gets in the ring and jaws with the fans, as Bound for the Floor hits and Chris Stevens makes his way to the ring. BUFFER His opponent...he hails from Rochester, Minnesota, and weighs in at 220 pounds...he is a former 24/7 champion, and the leader of the CSI...CHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS STEVENNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!! Chris gets in the ring and starts talking to Richards, when suddenly Magnum Opus: Father Padilla Meets the Perfect Gnat/Howling at the Moon hits, and the crowd goes NUTS as Alf steps through the curtains! COLE Wait a minute! COACH Well, this is certainly a surprise! COLE Alfdogg, the Heartland champion, who will meet one of these men at World Without End, coming to the ring, he looks like he's making his way over here! COACH All right! Have a seat, Alf! ALF (puts on headset) What's up, guys? COACH Oh, we're doing great! COLE And Alf joining us to get a look at half of his opposition for World Without End, coming in 17 days from Cleveland. ALF That's right. You know, Calvin's really starting to catch on with this GM thing, he's even open to suggestion from some of his employees, and here you see some of the results. There are certain other promotions who could stand to take that same advice. Stevens and Richards go to the ropes and run into one another, with neither man budging. The two then tie up, and Richards backs Stevens into a corner. The referee separates them, and Richards slaps Stevens on the chest! Stevens runs out of the corner, and gets caught in a Japanese armdrag! Stevens reverses an irish whip by Richards, then picks him up in a sideslam, but Richards goes with the momentum and takes Stevens down with a spinning headscissors! Richards then hits a big dropkick, sending Stevens through the ropes! COLE And Stevens has to be frustrated here, his underling in the CSI getting the better of him in the early going! Stevens stares over in Alf's direction before getting up on the apron. ALF Don't worry about me, asshole, you got a match! See, look at ya! Richards has hiptossed Stevens back over the ropes! He whips Stevens in, and hits a FRANKENSTEINER~! 1.... 2........ Kickout! COLE Two-count on the first pin attempt of the match from Jay Richards. You know Alf, Richards touched on something earlier. At License to Pin, you defeated Chris Stevens, two weeks ago, you got a pinfall on Brock AUSSTIN... Richards hits a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker on Stevens! 1... 2........ Kickout! COLE Another kickout by Stevens, and RIGHT to the eyes goes Stevens! As I was saying, Alf, you hold victories over both of those guys, but Jay Richards is the only guy of the three that you've yet to gain a fall over! How does that factor into your thought process should Richards win this match? ALF Well Cole, I'm well aware of what asses I have and haven't kicked over the last few months, and should Jay Richards win this match, he'll just be another name on the kick-list. COACH As opposed to the hit list, right? ALF Something like that. Stevens has backed Richards into a corner and is driving European uppercuts into him. He then whips Richards hard into the opposite corner, and catches him with a BIG backdrop! Stevens runs to the ropes and drops a knee into the sternum! 1....... 2............... Kickout! Stevens picks Richards up in a suplex and holds him...then drops to the mat! Stevens then goes to the apron, and slings himself over with a guillotine legdrop! Cover... 1... 2....... Kickout!! COACH Both guys going for pins early and often here, good strategy, wouldn't you agree, Alf? ALF Absolutely, you're not gonna pin anyone with a legdrop if you're under 50, but you're making the opponent expend energy with every kickout. COACH Stevens whips Richards into the ropes...Richards ducks a clothesline, but gets caught in a sleeper! COLE Stevens with a sleeperhold! Richards fighting it, but he's nowhere near the ropes! COACH Could Alf be headed for another interaction with Chris Stevens on PPV? We could find out in a matter of seconds! Richards tries to reach for the ropes, but slowly fades and drops to one knee, then two! Stevens brings him down to the mat, where the referee lifts his arm as the crowd counts along! ONE!!!!!!!!!! TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11 Richards keeps it up on the third lift! Richards fights his way to the feet! Elbow to the bread basket! A second!! A third!!! The hold is broken! Richards backs into the ropes, but butts heads with Stevens on the rebound, and both men are down! On the wide shot, many fans can be seen looking down the aisleway. COLE Someone on his way down the aisle... COACH That's not just someone, Cole! The figure is revealed by the cameraman to be Brock Ausstin! ALF What the hell is he doing down here? COLE Brock obviously here to get a closer look at this match... Brock stands at the front of the aisleway with his arms crossed, looking into the ring. Stevens comes to, and spots Brock, then rises to his feet and starts running his mouth at him. Richards then recovers, and catches Stevens with a reverse sunset flip, pulling the tights... 1...... 2................. Stevens kicks out! Stevens lures Richards into a corner and rolls him up, putting his feet on the ropes... 1.......... 2....................... Kickout! Richards gets up and starts to BITE Stevens on the nose! Stevens takes it for about three or four seconds, then goes to the eyes. He then goes over to the corner and starts undoing the turnbuckle pad! COACH And both men pulling out every dirty trick in the book now! I love it! Stevens pulls it off, but the referee quickly reprimands him, then puts it back on. This distraction allows Stevens to score with a LOW BLOW to Richards! Richards stumbles into the corner, as Stevens charges...but Richards moves, and Stevens goes shoulder-first into the post! Richards goes to the top rope right above Stevens, and comes off with a SUNSET FLIP... 1............ 2...................... NO!!! Stevens JUST gets out. COLE SO close, Stevens is in BIG TIME trouble here. Alf finishes off his bottle of water, then throws the bottle at the untied turnbuckle pad, knocking it off the buckle! ALF ...whoops. Stevens gets on his knees and begs off Richards. He then offers his hand, which after hesitation Richards accepts, but Stevens grabs his tights and pulls him into the exposed buckle! COLE OH! Richards into that exposed buckle! ALF I wonder how that happened? Richards staggers backwards and falls down, then Stevens goes to the top, and comes off with a FROG SPLASH!!! But Richards rolls out of the way, and catches one arm coming down, then quickly flips over and locks in a CROSS-FACE CHICKEN WING~!!!111 COACH WHAT A COUNTER by Richards! Richards gets to his feet and YANKS Stevens up as the referee asks him if he wants to give it up. Stevens almost has a rope, but Richards swings him around and away from it! COLE Richards REALLY has this locked in! I think this has gotta be it! Richards falls back onto the mat on his side with the hold, and the referee lifts the arm of Stevens as the crowd counts along... ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11 TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Stevens keeps an arm up on the third lift! He then turns over on top of Richards, resulting in a pinning combination... 1...................... 2............................................ 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But Stevens tapped out, simultaneously!!! COACH What a counter by Stevens, and he got the pin! Stevens is going to WWE for a Heartland title shot! COLE Wait a minute, Coach, Stevens tapped out! Richards should be going to WWE! ALF But what happened first, the pin or the tapout? COLE Folks, I've been told that HeldDOWN GM Calvin Szechstein is reviewing this with the officials backstage, and he'll have a decision for us, but it'll have to be after a commercial break! *commercial break* Brock is seen conversing with the referee after the return from commercial. COLE OK, we're back, and we still haven't heard an announcement yet... As Alf slowly removes his headset and stands up from his seat, I'm the Bomb hits and HeldDOWN GM Calvin Szechstein comes through the curtains and stops in the entranceway. CALVIN After close review of the tape, I have come to the conclusion that Jay Richards' shoulders were clearly down on the mat for a three-count, and as a result he was pinned by Chris Stevens. Richards puts his hands on his head and leans on the ropes. CALVIN But, to be fair, Richards also made Chris Stevens tap out right in that very ring. And I did say whoever scored a victory in this match was going to go to World Without End and get a shot at the OAOAST Heartland Championship. So, technically, since BOTH men scored victories in this match, that means that they BOTH deserve their title shot. COLE What? CALVIN So therefore, at World Without End, for the OAOAST Heartland Championship, it will be the champion, Alfdogg... *crowd POPS* VERSUS Brock Ausstin... *mixed reaction* VERSUS Chris Stevens... *mixed reaction* VERSUS Jay Richards! *mixed reaction, then crowd cheers the match announcement* COLE WHAT AN ANNOUNCEMENT by Calvin Szechstein! Richards and Stevens start arguing in the ring as JUMBO makes his way down and tries to cool the tempers. Suddenly, Rick Heyross is shown at the entranceway, swinging his arm frantically towards the ring, and TEAM HEYROSS rushes to the ring and starts brawling with CSI! Alf leaves the booth and slides into the ring, then quickly runs across and hits a TOPE CON HILO on Brock Ausstin outside the ring! Alf drives fists off Brock's dome as CSI and Team Heyross do battle in the ring! Alf and Brock then join the frey inside, and a seven-man brawl ensues! As everyone else brawls, Brock spots Heyross at ringside, and chases him to the back! Stevens and Richards are sent over the top with stereo superkicks from Team Heyross! Team Heyross then picks up Jumbo and drops him with a double German suplex! Alf is going to the top rope as all this is happening, and comes off with the FIVE-STAR ALF SPLASH on Jumbo!!! CSI pulls its bodyguard out of the ring, and Alf and Team Heyross stare them down from inside the ring as Magnum Opus: Father Padilla Meets the Perfect Gnat/Howling at the Moon plays over the speakers. COLE An unlikely alliance here, Alf and Team Heyross fighting off the CSI! Do I smell six-man tag next week? COACH Well, NOW you've done it. 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KingPK 0 Report post Posted October 14, 2005 “Ashburn” by Hikari starts playing. Sky blue lights around the arena turn on and off while the crowd cheers. The entrance doors slide open, and as the singer finishes the first verse, Otaku II comes out. The crowd cheers get louder. Otaku jogs down the ramp, slapping hands with the fans along the way. *DING DING DING* BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a Six-Man Tag Team Match, scheduled for one fall with a forty-five minute time limit. Introducing first, coming to the ring at this time. Weighing in at 215 lbs. From Boston, Massachusetts. This…is…OTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKKKKKKKKKKKKUUUUUUTWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOO!!! COLE Otaku is making his return to HeldDOWN~! for the first time since September! COACH The last time we saw Otaku was at Dirty Deeds, when The Mad Cappa attacked him in a Steel Cage Match. We feared that Otaku would be put on the shelf for quite a while, but he has made a quick recovery back to 100%! CABOOSE And he’ll go back to the shelf after tonight! Otaku slides into the ring. He gets on a turnbuckle and raises his arms with a smile on his face. The crowd cheers. He then gets on another turnbuckle and poses as “Ashburn” continues playing. COLE There’s no question that Otaku II hasn’t forgotten AngleSlam, where he was screwed out of the 24/7 Title! CABOOSE Yeah, but what are you going to do? AngleSlam is in the past. Time to move on. Do new things. Otaku II takes off his OAOAST t-shirt and throws it to the crowd. “Ashburn” by Hikari dies down, replaced with… *Give me fuel Give me fire Give me that which I desire!* “Fuel” by Metallica starts playing. The crowd stands up and cheers loudly. After a few seconds, the entrance doors slide open, and John “Rock Hard” Brickston walks out onto the entrance stage. Brickston plays to the crowd, pointing to both sides of the stage. The cheers get louder. Brickston walks down the ramp, his eyes focused on the ring, although he does slap hands with a few fans along the way. BUFFER And his partner. First, coming to the ring at this time. Standing 6-foot-6, and weighing in at 215 lbs. From Sacramento, California. Making his return to the OAOAST tonight. JOHN “ROCK HARRRRRRRRRRRRDDDDDDDDDD” BRRRRRRICCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKSSSSSSSTTOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNN!!! COLE John Brickston, a former OAOAST Italian Champion, is back in the OAOAST for the first time since June 26th! CABOOSE Let’s not forget who took the Italian Title away from him. COACH Who took the Italian Title away from him? I forgot. CABOOSE (Sigh) You are such an idiot. THA PUERTO RICAN TOOK THE TITLE AWAY FROM HIM! COACH Oh. Now I remember. COLE Anyway, Tha Puerto Rican became a three time Puerto Rican Champion by dethroning John Brickston, but he only held the title for four days before losing it to Alfdogg the following HeldDOWN~! Alfdogg then renamed the belt the Heartland Championship, and he’s held it to this very day. CABOOSE A tragic day in Puerto Rican’s career. Belee dat. Brickston enters the ring, and lets out a mighty roar. Brickston raises his arms, receiving a pop, and then pounds fist with Otaku. COLE Even though this is the first time Otaku and Brickston are teaming up, they both have a common enemy in Tha Puerto Rican. PRL has screwed BOTH these men out of the 24/7 Title at one point in time. COACH PRL has held onto the 24/7 Title with an iron fist since he won it in April. COLE But he’s had some help from The Lightning Crew along the way. CABOOSE This is true, but he doesn’t need The LC to keep the 24/7 Title. No way. COLE Oh come on. Brickston shadowboxes for a bit as “Fuel” continues playing. Brickston chats with Otaku II. They both look at the entrance, waiting for their partner. “Fuel” by Metallica dies down. COACH I can’t wait to see Spanish Fly’s entrance again. I love it! The lights go down in the arena. Two spotlights shine on the entrance. After five seconds… KA-BOOM~!!! Spanish Fly leaps onto the entrance stage, and raises his right fist in the air. Fly is still wearing a ski mask, but he still has a smile on his face. The crowd cheers as “Krokodilamadurinn” by Quarashi starts playing. Spanish Fly points to both sides of the arena, and then walks down the entrance ramp. BUFFER And the third member of the team. Coming to the ring at this time. From Tijuana, Mexico. Weighing in at 175 lbs. SPANNIIIIIIISSSHHHH FLLLLLLLLLLYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!! COLE Quite the size difference, wouldn’t you say? CABOOSE Yeah. We’ve got a midget and a giant on the same team. COACH What about Otaku? CABOOSE He’s average size. As “Krokodilamadurinn” continues playing, Spanish Fly slaps hands with the fans and enters the ring. He gets on a turnbuckle and raises his arms in the air, receiving a nice pop. COLE Even though he doesn’t have his mask back, Spanish Fly looks to be in a jovial mood! CABOOSE Whoopee. His good mood won’t last for long. You know how the story ends. COLE I don’t know about that Caboose. Maybe, just maybe, this time it ends differently. CABOOSE Come on. Do you seriously think Spanish Fly has a shot against Tha Puerto Rican? SERIOUSLY? COLE You never know. Spanish Fly gets off the turnbuckle and pounds fists with Otaku and John Brickston. The lights go back in the arena. The three babyfaces discuss strategy. “Krokodilamadurinn” by Quarashi dies down. “LIGHTNING CREW!” Smoke fills the entryway as the opening to “No Chance In Hell” starts playing. After a few seconds, a lightning bolt hits the entrance and “No Chance In Hell” by Bradley Royds begins and The Lightning Crew entrance video plays on the AngleTron. *No Chance (No Chance) That’s what ya got (Ha Ha Yeah) Put up against No machine too strong (Too strong) Pussy politicians buying souls for us Are…PUPPETS! (Puppets!)* After a few seconds passed, the entrance doors slide open and the crowd sees five silhouettes. They pass through the smoke, and are revealed to be Tha Puerto Rican, Vitamin X, Cuban Wall, Stephen Joseph Popick, and Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez. The crowd greets the five with loud boos. PRL is wearing his 24/7 Title belt across his waist. PRL spins the belt plate and laughs at the crowd. Meanwhile, Popick looks at the crowd with a cocky smirk on his face. PRL kisses Lindsay, and then The Lightning Crew and Popick walk to the ring. BUFFER And their opponents. Coming to the ring at this time. Accompanied to the ring by OAOAST Corporate member Stephen Joseph Popick and Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez. At a total combined weight of 753 lbs. The team of Vitamin X, Cuban Wall, and the One And Only AngleSault Thread Twenty-Four/Seven Champion, “The Corporate Champion” THA PUERTTTTTTTTTTTTOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO RIIIIIIIIICCCCCCCCCCCCCCAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNN!!! COLE Six-Man Tag Team Match! The Lightning Crew takes on the team of Spanish Fly, Otaku II, and John “Rock Hard” Brickston. It’s gonna happen, and it’s gonna happen next! The Lightning Crew and Popick stare at the three babyfaces in the ring. PRL sneers at Spanish Fly. “No Chance In Hell” continues playing. (FADE OUT) (COMMERCIALS) HeldDOWN~! returns with Tha Puerto Rican doing a snapmare on Otaku II. COLE Fans, welcome back to HeldDOWN~! This match has just started with The Lightning Crew in control. PRL picks up Otaku, and punches him in the face with Rock-style jabs. PRL spits in his left hand, and then takes down Otaku with another punch. COLE PRL and Otaku going at it in a rematch of AngleSlam! PRL does some shaky leg kicks on Otaku’s back. PR stands on Otaku’s neck! Referee Brian Herbner tells PR to stop, so PR does. The crowd starts chanting “P.R. SUCKS!” but PR is too busy with Otaku to notice. He picks Otaku up and gives him a knife-edged chop to the chest! PRL whips Otaku into the ropes, but Otaku reverses, and gives PRL a hip toss! PR gets up, so Otaku gives HIM a knife-edged chop to the chest! However, Otaku’s comeback is cut short as PRL kicks him in the stomach to turn the tide. PRL whips Otaku into the ropes, and follows with a spinning heel kick to Otaku! PRL tags in Cuban Wall. COLE And now the Muscle of The Lightning Crew, the 6’7” Cuban Wall is in the match! Cuban Wall grabs Otaku by his mask…but gets punched in the face as a result! Otaku beats on Cuban Wall, but is unable to bring him down. Otaku does some martial arts kicks all over Wall’s body, and then whips him into the ropes…following with a dropkick that sends Cuban Wall to the mat! COACH WHOA~! Otaku tags in Spanish Fly! Spanish Fly attacks Cuban Wall as he’s getting up. Fly nails CW with several rights. Fly Irish whips Cuban Wall into the ropes—Wall reverses—and Wall grabs Spanish Fly, giving him a sidewalk slam! CABOOSE All right Wall! Way to go! PRL and Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez are also playing cheerleaders for Cuban Wall. Cuban Wall does some leg drops onto Spanish Fly. The crowd groans with each leg drop. CW picks up Fly, and punches him in the face several times. Fly stumbles around the ring after each shot. Wall throws Spanish Fly into a turnbuckle. Wall charges for an avalanche…but Spanish Fly moves out of the way! Spanish Fly heads to the top rope, but Cuban Wall punches him square in the jaw to stop him from doing an aerial maneuver! Wall punches him square in the jaw again. Cuban Wall stops to pose for the fans, receiving boos. While he does this, Spanish Fly leaps onto his shoulders! COLE Spanish Fly is in a dangerous position! CABOOSE Drop him Wall! Drop him! Break his neck! Spanish Fly sits on Cuban Wall’s shoulders. Then, Spanish Fly jumps off Wall’s shoulders, doing a hurricarana in the process! The big man goes down! COLE What a move from Spanish Fly! Spanish Fly heads to the ropes, but stops dead in his tracks when he sees Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez on the ring apron lifting up her shirt! The crowd, not surprisingly cheers, but Spanish Fly isn’t smiling. Lindsay takes out Spanish Fly’s mask from inside her bra and swings it over her head. Spanish Fly yells at Lindsay, but Lindsay continues swinging Fly’s mask. COLE The Lightning Crew is taunting Spanish Fly! They have his most prized possession, and they’re teasing him about it! COACH I’m sorry. Did you say something? Lindsay distracted me. Lindsay gets off the ring apron. Spanish Fly turns around…and is brought down by a MASSIVE clothesline from Cuban Wall! COLE Oh my! What a shot from Cuban Wall! PRL applauds Cuban Wall. Vitamin X wants the tag, so Wall tags him in. Vitamin X punches Spanish Fly again and again, taunting Fly in between the punching. VX punches Spanish Fly two times, does the Shane-O-Mac Shuffle, and then punches him again, knocking him down. VITAMIN X BOO-YAH~!!! CROWD YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! COLE Vitamin X was pinned by Spanish Fly last week, so you can bet he’s looking for some payback. VX grabs Fly’s right arm for an arm wringer. X kicks Fly in the stomach. Spanish Fly screams. Vitamin X elbows Fly in the back. VX pulls him up, and chops him back down. VX pulls Fly up again with his right arm, and chops him down again. VX pulls him up again, and chops him down a third time. X pulls him up a fourth time, but Spanish Fly shoves him away. Fly punches Vitamin X in the face several times, causing him to become dizzy. Fly heads to the turnbuckle and charges, giving Vitamin X the headscissors takeover! Spanish Fly makes the tag to John “Rock Hard” Brickston! COLE John “Rock Hard” Brickston is in the match! Vitamin X is up and goes for a punch, but Brickston blocks it, and does a punch of his own! Brickston punches VX again! And again! And again! And again! And again! Brickston whips Vitamin X into the ropes…Bossman Slam! Cover. 1…2…KICK OUT! CABOOSE And so much for that. Stephen Joseph gets on the ring apron. Referee Brian Herbner attends to him. While this is going on, John “Rock Hard” Brickston has picked up Vitamin X. Vitamin X gives Brickston a low blow! VX laughs and bounces off the ropes…right into a big boot from Brickston! Rock Hard covers! ONE! TWO! THR-PRL BREAKS IT UP! Otaku II heads into the ring and attacks PR! PR and Otaku begin brawling, brawling all the way to the outside! COLE Now PRL and Otaku are going at it! Spanish Fly tries to enter the ring, but is stopped by Brian Herbner. This leads to Spanish Fly arguing with Brian Herbner. Meanwhile, Cuban Wall enters the ring and joins Vitamin X in beating John Brickston. The crowd starts booing loudly, trying to alert the referee of the cheating going on behind his back. But, of course, the referee doesn’t see it because he’s blind. Cuban Wall gets back to The Lightning Crew corner while Vitamin X punches Brickston. Vitamin X tags in Cuban Wall. VX holds Brickston for Cuban Wall to kick him in the face. COLE Now this isn’t right! The Lightning Crew is cheating, as usual. CABOOSE Hey, the referee didn’t see it, so it’s fair game. COLE That’s typical of you. CABOOSE Thank you. Cuban Wall picks up Brickston and gives him the CLUBBERIN’~! THEY BE CLUBBERIN~! forearms. Cuban Wall punches Brickston in the face several times. He then whips him into a turnbuckle. “Rock Hard” Brickston hits the ringpost HARD! Wall follows by doing an avalanche on Brickston! Brickston stumbles out of the turnbuckle, allowing Wall to grab him and give him a double-armed DDT! CW covers…and gets a two count! COLE It’s going to take a lot more than that to beat John Brickston. CABOOSE Yeah, like a stun taser! Cuban Wall stomps on John Brickston. The crowd chants “BRICK-STON! BRICK-STON! BRICK-STON! BRICK-STON!” Wall stares at the crowd, which shuts them up. Wall picks up Brickston and takes him over to The Lightning Crew corner. Wall slams Brickston’s head on the top turnbuckle pad, and tags in Tha Puerto Rican. The crowd’s boos get louder. CABOOSE THE CHAMP IS HERE! Tha Puerto Rican lays into John Brickston with Rock-style punches to the temple. PRL heads to the opposite turnbuckle, and follows with a Stinger Splash! PR whips Brickston into the opposite turnbuckle. PRL does another Stinger Splash! Brickston falls to the mat, so PR quickly applies a headlock on him. COLE Tha Puerto Rican is in control of his old rival John “Rock Hard” Brickston. CABOOSE Yeah. I’m getting flashbacks to The Great Angle Bash where PRL defeated Brickston to become the Italian/Puerto Rican Champion for an unprecedented third time. As we all know, Brickston was the worst Puerto Rican/Italian Champion in OAOAST history. COLE No he wasn’t! That’s pure B.S.! PRL cinches the headlock. The crowd starts chanting “ROCK HARD! ROCK HARD! ROCK HARD! ROCK HARD!” PRL tries to tell the crowd to shut up, but Brickston starts shaking his hands. The crowd gets louder by Brickston’s command. Brickston gets on his right knee, but PRL still holds onto him. Brickston elbows him several times to escape the hold! Brickston punches PRL in the face, and whips him into the ropes. Brickston puts his head down, so Tha Puerto Rican grabs him and gives him a dangerous DDT! COLE What a dangerous move from Tha Puerto Rican! CABOOSE Uh…yeah. PR covers John Brickston. 1… 2… OTAKU II BREAKS IT UP! CABOOSE DAMNIT~!!! COLE The match is still going on! Tha Puerto Rican trash talks Brickston, and then tags in Vitamin X. VX leaps onto the top rope…and follows with his beautiful elbowdrop! X covers Brickston. ONE…TWO…KICK OUT! VX is frustrated, but continues. He picks up Brickston and punches him in the face. Vitamin x starts bouncing around, preparing for the Shane-O-Mac Shuffle. Punch, punch, Shane-O-Mac Shuffle, punch. Brickston is dazed. Punch. Punch. Shane-O-Mac Shuffle. Punch. Brickston goes down! The crowd starts booing again, but he doesn’t hear it. Vitamin X stomps on Brickston, taunting him in between. VITAMIN X Yeah! You like that? Huh? Huh? Yeah! I’m the man! I’m The Man! Vitamin X does several fast kicks to Brickston and then spits in Spanish Fly’s direction. This causes Spanish Fly to enter the ring, only to be held back by Brian Herbner, which causes the crowd to boo. Vitamin X whips Brickston into the ropes, and tackles him down. Vitamin X kicks Brickston while he’s down. “X SUCKS! X SUCKS! X SUCKS! X SUCKS!” Vitamin X tags in Cuban Wall. Cuban Wall and Vitamin X pick up John Brickston. Cuban Wall nails Brickston square in the jaw. Wall and X whip Rock Hard into the ropes, and hit him with a double back elbow. Cuban Wall picks up John Brickston, holding him in a fallaway slam position. Wall holds Brickston in this position for a few seconds then slams Brickston’s back against a turnbuckle. Wall heads to a second turnbuckle, and slams Brickston’s back against it. Wall heads to a third turnbuckle, and slams Brickston’s back against it. Wall then heads to the fourth turnbuckle, and slams Brickston’s back against it. Cuban Wall then does a powerslam on Brickston. Cover. Wall gets a two count. COLE Cuban Wall picks up John Brickston. Brickston gets a shot to the face! Cuban Wall fires back with a punch of his own. The punch sends Brickston to one knee. So, Cuban Wall takes it as the perfect opportunity…to do the SHINING WIZARD on John Brickston! COACH Holy crap! How did he do that? CABOOSE Cuban Wall is the best big man in wrestling today, and he’s showing you why! Cuban Wall drives his elbow into the back of John Brickston. The crowd has quieted down. Cuban Wall picks up Brickston and gives him a shoulderbreaker. Wall picks up Brickston and drags him over to The Lightning Crew corner. Wall nails Brickston with several back elbows to the face. Wall with punches all over Brickston’s body. *CHOP!* “WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” *CHOP!* “WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” *CHOP!* “WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” Cuban Wall chokes Brickston with his right boot. Referee Brian Herbner tells Wall to stop. He does at the count of 4. PRL, Lindsay, and Popick are cheering Cuban Wall on. Suddenly, Brickston gets a burst of energy, and punches Cuban Wall in the face. He then punches Vitamin X in the face! However, the comeback is cut short when Cuban Wall clotheslines Brickston down. The crowd boos. “BRICK-STON! BRICK-STON!” COLE These fans want to see John Brickston do the Killswitch or apply the anklelock! Cuban Wall tags in Vitamin X. Vitamin X punches John “Rock Hard” Brickston. VX nails Brickston in the back of his neck. VX whips John into the ropes. Brickston goes for a clothesline, but Vitamin X ducks, and grabs John Brickston, giving him a Floatover DDT! The crowd starts booing. “X’S A PUSSY! *CLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAP* X’S A PUSSY! *CLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAP* X’S A PUSSY! *CLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAP* X’S A PUSSY! *CLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPCLAP*” CABOOSE Idiot fans. HE IS NOT! COACH Heh, I like this chant. CABOOSE Oh you would. Vitamin X glares at the crowd, and then heads to the top rope. Suddenly, Spanish Fly shakes the ropes, causing Vitamin X to crotch himself on the top rope! Spanish Fly punches Vitamin X in the face. VX fights back. The two men go back and forth. Meanwhile, John “Rock Hard” Brickston is slowly getting up. Meanwhile, Vitamin X and Spanish Fly are still fighting. The fighting allows John Brickston to get up, although he is now fatigued and groggy. John Brickston punches Vitamin X in the face several times. Brickston gets on the second rope. He punches Vitamin X in the face. Brickston puts Vitamin X in a facelock. SUPERPLEX OFF THE TOP ROPE!!! COACH YO~! COLE John “Rock Hard” Brickston has just given Vitamin X a superplex off the top rope! CABOOSE Aw no! This isn’t good! This isn’t good at all! COLE Brickston is down on the mat. But so is Vitamin X! Both men have to make the tag! Referee Brian Herbner starts the 10 count. Tha Puerto Rican and Cuban Wall stretch their arms out for the tag. Spanish Fly and Otaku II do the same. Popick and Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez are pacing around ringside. COLE Who is going to make the tag first? Who is going to be? The crowd is getting hot. Brickston and Vitamin X have begun moving. Otaku is yelling at Brickston to make the tag to him. THREE… Brickston moves closer. FOUR… VX moves closer. FIVE… VX moves even closer. SIX… Vitamin X tags in Cuban Wall. AND AT THE SAME TIME JOHN BRICKSTON TAGS IN OTAKU II!!! COLE Hot tag to Otaku! Cuban Wall charges, but gets knocked down by Otaku! Tha Puerto Rican charges in, but he too, gets knocked down by Otaku! Dragon Suplex on Tha Puerto Rican! Vitamin X charges, but gets a BAAAAAAAAACK BODY DROP from Otaku II over the top rope and onto the floor! COLE Otaku is on fire! Otaku kicks Cuban Wall in the gut. Otaku grabs Wall and drags him over to a neutral corner. Otaku nails Wall with a shoulder to the gut. Vitamin X is back in the ring, so Otaku II kicks him in the gut, and places him in between his legs, lifting him up for…THE BUBBLEGUM CRASH! COLE Bubblegum Crash on Vitamin X! The crowd cheers, but those cheers turn to boos, when Tha Puerto Rican attacks Otaku II from behind. PR hits Otaku with some punches, and then kicks him in the gut, places him in a facelock…CORPORATE NIGHTMARE! WAIT! OTAKU WON’T BUDGE! PR tries several times to do the Corporate Nightmare, but Otaku escapes, and punches PRL in the face several times. PR becomes dizzy. Otaku gives PRL an Irish Whip into the ropes. PRL goes for a clothesline, Otaku ducks, kicks PRL in the stomach, places him in between his legs, and lifts him up…BUBBLEGUM CRASH! COLE Bubblegum Crash on Tha Puerto Rican! Bubblegum Crash on Tha Puerto Rican! Otaku II trash talks PR as he gets up. But when he turns around, Cuban Wall clutches his throat, and gives him a Chokeslam! CABOOSE HAHAHA! Otaku just got pwned! Cuban Wall now has a smirk on his face. He raises his arms in victory, while the crowd boos. Suddenly, Spanish Fly turns Cuban Wall’s around and punches him in the face several times. He heads to the ropes, ducks Wall’s clothesline, and leaps on his back! Headscissors takedown on Cuban Wall! COLE Spanish Fly has just brought the big man down…again! Just after Spanish Fly brought Cuban Wall down with the headscissors takedown, Vitamin X turns Fly around and kicks him in the gut. Vitamin X places Spanish Fly in between his legs, and hooks his arms. Vitamin X lifts Spanish Fly up for a double-armed suplex, but turns it into a neckbreaker. The Overdose! COLE And now Vitamin X has given Spanish Fly the Overdose! COACH This is chaos! Total chaos! Everyone is giving everyone their finishing move! This is crazy! Vitamin X does the Shane-O-Mac Shuffle to boos. Vitamin X turns around…and his smile turns to a look of fear. John “Rock Hard” Brickston is right behind him. Vitamin X goes for a punch, but Brickston blocks it, and nails X with a punch of his own. And another punch! Brickston puts Vitamin X on his shoulders. Killswitch! COLE Killswitch! Killswitch! Killswitch! CABOOSE Oh God! There’s one Lightning Crew member left! And That’s PRL! The crowd is going bonkers by now! Brickston spits on Vitamin X! But then, Tha Puerto Rican turns Brickston around. KICK WHAM CORPORATE NIGHTMARE!!! COLE And there’s the Corporate Nightmare! CABOOSE Oh yeah! Way to go baby! Way to go! COACH Tha Puerto Rican has just given John Brickston the Corporate Nightmare! This is how their last match ended! Brickston lies on the mat in pain. PRL laughs his evil laugh. COLE This isn’t going to end good at all for Brickston. John Brickston rolls out of the ring, holding his head in pain. Tha Puerto Rican taunts Brickston with a smile. Brickston is outside of the ring on his right knee, holding his head. PRL sticks his head out through the second rope to continue taunting Brickston. PRL Yeah! You’re not so big now, huh? Ha! John “Rock Hard” Brickston? You can suck my balls! Yeah, you motherfucker! You ain’t hard! You ain’t so tough! You’re not a badass! You’re a pussy! You hear that? P-U-S-S-YAAHHHH!!! SPANISH FLY DOES THE 6-1-9 ON THA PUERTO RICAN! COLE 6-1-9! The 6-1-9 on Tha Puerto Rican! CABOOSE Hey PRL, look out! LOOK OUT! Spanish Fly gets on the top rope. He waits for PRL to get to his feet. PRL stumbles, but he gets to a vertical base. Spanish Fly leaps off the top giving PRL the FLYSWATTER! COLE Flyswatter! Flyswatter on Tha Puerto Rican! CABOOSE OH GOD! SOMEBODY STOP THIS! Spanish Fly covers Tha Puerto Rican! 1… 2… 2 ½ 2.99999999999999999999 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *DING DING DING* (10:09) COLE Spanish Fly has pinned Tha Puerto Rican! Spanish Fly has pinned Tha Puerto Rican! CABOOSE AW, HORSESHIT! Tha Puerto Rican sits up shocked! “Krokodilamadurinn” by Quarashi starts playing. Spanish Fly raises his hands in victory. BUFFER Here are your winners…the team of Otaku II, John “Rock Hard” Brickston, and SPANNNNNNNNIIIIIIISSSSSHHHHHHH FLLLLLLLLLLLLLYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!! John Brickston and Otaku II congratulate Spanish Fly. They high five each other. PRL is still shocked. CABOOSE PRL was screwed! Spanish Fly was not the legal man! Otaku II was! You all saw it! Brickston made the tag to Otaku II, not Spanish Fly! Therefore, Fly’s win does not count! COLE Oh who cares? The important thing is that Spanish Fly pinned Tha Puerto Rican! Spanish. Fly. Pinned. Tha. Puerto. Rican. CABOOSE But the win doesn’t count! Is the referee that big of an idiot? How could he not know that Spanish Fly wasn’t the legal man? This is a conspiracy! The OAOAST is trying to screw Tha Puerto Rican! COLE Spanish Fly pinned Tha Puerto Rican. He beat him. The referee’s decision is final. The decision stands! CABOOSE THIS IS BULLCRAP! Popick whispers something in Lindsay’s right ear. Lindsay pulls Spanish Fly’s mask out from her bra and hands it over to Popick. Meanwhile, Spanish Fly, John Brickston, and Otaku II are still posing. The three men hug and pound fists. While all of this is going, Popick hands PRL Spanish Fly’s mask. COLE Wait a minute. What’s going on here? Tha Puerto Rican enters the ring, holding Spanish Fly’s mask with his left hand. Fly, still wearing a ski mask, doesn’t notice PRL behind him. PRL goes to attack Fly, but John Brickston notices him, and attacks him. PRL drops the mask, revealing that he has brass knuckles on his left hand. John Brickston punches PRL several times, and then whips him into the ropes, giving him a big boot over the top rope onto the floor! COLE PRL tried to attack Spanish Fly, and got beaten by John Brickston for his troubles! CABOOSE This is making me sick! PRL was screwed! SCREWED! Spanish Fly’s mask is still in the ring. The crowd is going crazy. John Brickston grabs Fly’s mask and hands it over to him. The crowd’s cheers get louder. Spanish Fly has a wide smile on his face. He shakes Brickston’s hand. COLE Spanish Fly has gotten his mask back! COACH His mask has returned home after spending two weeks in Lindsay’s bra! Damn, do I wish I was Spanish Fly’s mask right now! The lights go down in the arena. “Krokodilamadurinn” continues playing. The crowd is buzzing, wondering why the lights have gone out. CABOOSE Did this arena pay its electric bill? COACH I guess not. After a few seconds the lights go back on…and Spanish Fly is now wearing his luchador mask! The ski mask Spanish Fly wore is on the mat. Spanish Fly poses in the middle of the ring, his mask back on his head (although untied). COLE Spanish Fly is whole again! He is once again wearing his wrestling mask! He no longer has to wear a paper bag or a ski mask! COACH So, Spanish Fly is wearing something on his head that was just inside Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez’s bra a few minutes ago? Lucky bastard. CABOOSE Oh this is just terrible! First PRL got screwed, now this! Ugh! Ugh! “The Corporate Champion” Tha Puerto Rican, Stephen Joseph Popick, Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez, Vitamin X, and Cuban Wall are walking up the ramp, with scowls on their faces. PRL curses under his breath, watching Spanish Fly with his mask back. Fly, Brickston, and Otaku are all celebrating inside the ring. COLE What a victory for Spanish Fly! Once again, he has gotten the best of PRL! And he has his mask back to boot! This is certainly going to irritate Tha Puerto Rican! CABOOSE Irritate? How about piss him off! Because I bet PRL is fuming right now! He was screwed! SCREWED damnit! SCREWED! Spanish Fly, John “Rock Hard” Brickston, and Otaku II pose in the ring. “Krokodilamadurinn” by Quarashi continues playing. COLE Up next, Zack Malibu faces one half of the GPX and our main event, right here on HeldDOWN from Montreal! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
KingPK 0 Report post Posted October 14, 2005 "In a world fulll of posers, phonies, and pure wannabe's..." Those ominous words mean only one thing...that the fans in the arena are being forced to listen to O-Town! On top of that, it means the arrival of two men who at one time were considered among the most popular stars in OAOAST history, but in recent months have shown that a little attitude and a lot of scheming can change that very quickly. COLE We're ready for action again here on HeldDOWN~! tonight, as the other half of the OAOAST World Tag Team Champions The Usual Suspects, the one and only Zack Malibu, will take on one of the charter members of the Upstarts contingent! CABOOSE We're still not sure just who is leading the charge on that side of the fence, either. Last week was a wild week for all of us in the OAOAST, as we found out that Drek Stone was never the "mastermind" so to speak, but a ringer for the true kingpin of the Upstarts. Not only that, but whoever is pulling the strings of these men and women was able to convince Hoff, a man that many of us respect, to vacate the OAOAST World Title in an effort to destory the history and lineage of the belt, and embarrass the company publicly! COLE That did not sit well with General Manager Calvin Szechstein, and as part of the ongoing war with The Upstarts, tonight he's granted a singles match between the man who leads the charge for The Originals, Zack Malibu, and the man who voluntarily "spoke up" for The Upstarts last week, Scotty Static! Speaking of Static, he and Johnny Jax have made it to ringside, their once pleasant demeanor replaced by cocky glares and even cockier smirks. The Global Party Exchange enter the ring and climb up on the ropes, posing for the fans despite the crowd hatred for them. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, this next contest is scheduled for one fall. Currently in the ring, accompanied by Johnny Jax, he hails from HOTLANTA, GA...weighing in tonight at one hundred, ninety two pounds, one half of the Global Party Exchange...SCOTTY STATIC! The crowd boos even louder upon hearing the name of the hated heel, but it's of no great worry to Scotty, who pats his chest proudly before hopping down off the ropes and conversing with his partner. The upbeat sounds of O-Town get replaced soon after by the throbbing of bass chords, and those chords segue into a wailing guitar riff, as the opening of "Getting Away With Murder" plays and works the crowd into ecstasy! COLE Listen to these fans! Stepping out onto the ramp, with the OAOAST World Tag Team Championship strapped around his waist is "The Franchise" himself, pausing for a moment to survey the crowd reaction. BUFFER His opponent, from Providence, Rhode Island...weighing in at two hundred pounds, he is the OAOAST's very own Franchise...ZAAAAAACK MALIBU! With the announcement of his name, Malibu races down to the ring, rolling under the bottom rope and sending the GPX packing, as he unstraps the tag belt and waves it around like a madman, hoping to clip one of the two young punks with a shot. CABOOSE This is a warn that affects me on a personal level just as much as the other Originals, but nowhere near as much as that man. COLE Zack Malibu has done so much for this company in our three year plus history, to watch a group of talented grapplers want to destroy it only to rebuild it in their own design is not something he'll stand for. Malibu poses for the fans, and hands over his tag belt to Buffer, who takes it with him to the timekeeper's table for safekeeping. Reluctantly, Static steps up on the apron and into the ring, all while Zack Malibu is burning a hole through him with his eyes. The moment the bell sounds, Zack and Static rush each other and lock up in the center ring, with Static getting the early advantage by wrapping his arm around Zack's head and pulling him into a side headlock. Malibu quickly slides his head out and spins Static around, nailing him with two quick right hands before sending him into the ropes and leaping towards him on the rebound, planting his feet into his chest and tossing him over with a monkey flip...but Static lands on his feet! Scotty then bounces off the ropes as Malibu starts to come up, but seeing his foe coming towards him causes Zack to drop back to the canvas on his stomach, and force a charging Scotty to have to leap over him. Static bounces off the ropes again, but this time Zack catches him, tossing him through the middle and top rope like a javelin, right into Johnny Jax! COLE Malibu's out here alone, but he's just curbed a two on one situation in the early going by sending Scotty Static into his own partner, courtesy of an involuntary tope! With the crowd cheering him on, Malibu braces himself, waiting for Scotty's recovery. As soon as he sees the cocky Upstart begin to rise, he goes into action, running the ropes to gain some momentum behind his charge before springing from the canvas and up over the top rope with a no hands flip plancha that sends his body crashing down onto Scotty Static! The crowd roars as Malibu stands up and brushes himself off after the dive, then brings Static up and tosses him into the ring, leaving Jax to lay dazed at ringside. In the ring, Scotty crawls across the mat before coming up to his feet, and once he does he's struck down again, as Malibu springboards into the ring and levels Scotty with a flying lariat! Zack covers, but Nick Patrick's hand barely grazes the mat for the one count before Static kicks out. Zack gets to his feet and watches as Static comes up, and as he rises Malibu quickly snares him in a headlock. CABOOSE We got off to a fast start, and now Zack is going to set the pace by keeping Static close and try to wear him down. Malibu wrenches the head, while the former OAOAST World Tag Team Champion struggles in his grasp. Static manages to slide his head free, and he quickly hooks Malibu's leg and brings him down to the canvas, curling him up in a schoolboy! ONE! KICKOUT! Zack kicks out easily, just as Scotty did to him, but when Zack gets up, Scotty wraps an arm around his head and slaps a sleeperhold on the prep! Zack wriggles free, or at least tries to, as Scotty keeps a hold on Zack and keeps him in a side headlock. Zack shoves him off towards the ropes, but Scotty stops the momentum by dropping to one knee and keeps Zack held down by the headlock. He gets to his feet and continues to squeeze, while Malibu tries another counter, lifting Scotty up for a back suplex...but he floats over, and snatches Zack's head, putting them back in the same spot they were just a moment ago! COLE Static now maintaining control, trying to keep Zack grounded... Malibu forces a break, pushing Scotty off towards the ropes, and drops to his stomach, again forcing Scotty to hop over him. When Scotty bounces off the far side, Malibu leapfrogs the charge, then lands and turns just in time to see Scotty bounce off yet again, and on this rebound he tucks his head, elevating...no! Static flips over the back of Malibu and quickly snaps off a Russian legsweep, then stands up and rakes the laces of his boot across Zack's eyes before delivering a vicious stomp to Malibu's forehead! CABOOSE Typical GPX style, getting the advantage and rubbing it in. COACH Ain't nothin' wrong with no self-promotion! True playa style! Malibu finds himself pulled to his feet by Scotty, and then blasted with a pair of forearm shots before taking a third blow under his chin, namely a European uppercut! Zack reels back, but then comes forward and blasts Scotty with his own European uppercut, and it staggers Static, who shakes it off and then fires back with a knife edge chop! SMACK! "WHOOOOOO!" Malibu takes the shot across the chest, but cocks his arm back and fires one off, nailing Scotty! SMACK! "WHOOOOO!" Scotty fires back! SMACK! Zack cringes, but sucks it up and fires off another chop of his own! SMACK! Scotty does the same! SMACK! Malibu hits him again, and the chest of Scotty Static is now red and blistered! Static takes a deep breath, fighting through the discomfort to strike his opponent AGAIN! SMACK! Malibu takes the shot, and Scotty tries to one up him by chopping immediately after the last shot, but Zack throws his arms up, deflecting the blow! Static pulls back, his arm hurt after smashing into the elbows of Zack Malibu, and the preppy one takes Scotty by the arm and whips him into the corner, where he collides with the turnbuckles chest first! Scotty staggers back, and as he backs up near Malibu, Zack takes his arm back and swings for the fences, striking Scotty between the shoulder blades with a vicious chop to the back! Static reels, and Malibu quickly takes him by the waist and hoists him over with a German Suplex, following up with a bridge to keep the former tag team champion down for a pin! ONE! T-NO! COLE A brutal exchange of chops, culminating with a hard German suplex, but Scotty Static escapes at the two count! When the two grapplers get to their feet, Zack sneaks behind Static and hooks the waist again, but Scotty quickly fires an elbow back to break and hits the ropes, but Malibu goes airborne on the rebound, landing atop Scotty's shoulders for a hura...NO! Static throws Zack over and back to the canvas, but Malibu lands on his feet, heading for the ropes as he dodges a lariat, and comes back by scissoring his legs around the head of Static and spinning around and around before taking him to the canvas with a...NO! Scotty blocks the headscissors takedown by throwing Zack to the mat, and Malibu lands face first with a sick smack on the canvas! As he staggers to his feet, Static rushes up behind him and hops on his shoulders, then rolls his body downward and brings Malibu over with him! CABOOSE Victory roll! ONE! T-KICKOUT! COLE Suffice to say, the victory roll did not lead to what it's name implies! COACH Clever! As Malibu gets up, Static pulls him up over his shoulder, then hooks his legs and uses them to slingshots Zack back down to the mat, keeping them clenched and rolling him over into a Boston Crab upon impact! Static leans back like his name were Fat Joe, wrenching the legs upward to put pressure on Zack's lower back briefly before releasing the hold and then transitioning to a side headlock, using it to bring Zack to his feet before spinning around him and taking him to the mat with a rear waistlock takedown! Static gets up, but drops a quick elbow on the back of Zack's neck, then pulls back on both of Zack's arms with a full nelson hold, and rubs his face into the canvas! COLE I was about to give Scotty Static some credit for keeping Malibu guessing, and connecting with a series of wear down manuevers, but now he's exuding that typical cocky demeanor that the GPX have become accustomed to! Malibu snarls, not pleased with having his face erased, but he's pulled up to his feet by Static, who keeps the full nelson applied. Malibu squirms, and is able to break free, spinning out and sending Scotty to the ropes, but when he catches him for a sideslam, Scotty flips over the shoulder of his opponent, and tries for a reverse DDT...NO! Malibu turns his body to face Static, but rather than a typical Northern Lights counter, he lifts Scotty off his feet and drops him over the top rope, onto the apron! Malibu then delivers a right hand to Static that stuns him, then rams his shoulder into Scotty's ribs to knock the wind out of him before racing up to the top rope and leaping towards the outside of the ring, taking Scotty off the apron and putting them both on the floor with a high risk huracanrana! "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" COLE What a move! Zack Malibu just went from the top rope to the floor, bringing Scotty Static with him the hard way! The crowd goes wild, starting up a "Zack" chant in celebration of the dangerous tactic. Johnny Jax, still smarting from having his partner tossed onto him in the opening minutes of the contest, rushes over to check on Scotty and help him to his feet before Zack can recover. Static seems to be on Dream Street, but Jax tells him he'll be OK, and rolls him back into the ring, as Patrick starts counting Malibu out. ONE. TWO. THREE. FOUR. Malibu starts to stir, and notices Johnny Jax near him. Knowing the underhanded techniques of Jax and Static, Malibu glares at him, daring him to strike...but it's all a distraction, as Static races across the ring and comes under the bottom rope with a baseball...NO! Malibu steps back at the last second, and yanks Scotty out of the ring by his ankles, and then delivers an overhead belly to belly suplex ON THE FLOOR! COLE That's one way to mount a comeback! Zack Malibu, after risking his own well-being with a top rope huracanrana to the floor, just dropped Scotty Static hard on the concrete with a belly to belly! CABOOSE Call me crazy, but I don't think any Original is concerned about the well-being of the Upstarts, and vice versa. Static groans in agony as Malibu takes a moment to himself, and then turns to Johnny Jax. Malibu simply glares at Static's partner, silently telling him to keep out of it. Jax backs away and mumbles under his breath, while Zack brings Scotty up and shoves him back into the ring. COLE Earlier tonight we saw the GPX, as well as newcomer Jamie O'Hara, take out Leon Rodez. Malibu knows what to expect from these two, and has to have eyes in the back of his head, especially with his partner still recovering backstage from being worked over. Malibu steps through the ropes, entering the ring just as Scotty has risen to his feet. Static tries to shake his head free of foggy thoughts and get back on track, but finds himself trapped in a rear waistlock again. Panicking, Static breaks the grip and drops to his back, then kicks both his legs up and knocks Zack back to the canvas. The two men both pick themselves up at the same time and eye each other, and then tie up in the center of the ring, but it's short lived as Scotty delivers a boot to the gut, and follows up with a European uppercut that sends Zack stumbling back to the ropes! Scotty then whips him across the ring and drops his head...enabling Zack to react with a sunset flip as he rebounds towards him! ONE! TW-ROLL THROUGH! Scotty rolls to his feet, and Zack does the same, but Static quickly drops to his knees and swats Zack's legs out from under him, and pins! ONE! It's a quick kickout for Zack, and as he gets to his knees he swipes Scotty's legs out from under him, and goes for a pin of his own! ONE! T-NO! Scotty takes a little longer to kick out thanks to the soreness racing through his back, but escapes defeat nonetheless. As he gets up, Zack grabs him in a side headlock, but finds himself sent to the ropes, and caught with a back elbow as he bounces back towards his foe! Zack stumbles away, holding his mouth, and it gives Scotty the opening he needs to hit the ropes and come back to nail Zack with a spinning wheel kick that takes the current OAOAST Tag Team Champion off his feet! COACH Ooooh, Scotty be kickin' it! CABOOSE Hey Coach, what's the capitol of Thailand? COACH Uh, I, uh... CABOOSE BANGKOK! COACH Eeep! CABOOSE OK Cole, you and me know. That'll keep him off commentary for a bit. COACH Hiyuh...hinnn...uhhh.... Back in the ring, Scotty picks Zack up and drops him with a scoop slam, then stands over him and kicks a leg out, falling with a legdrop and catching Zack across the throat. With Zack stunned, Static races to the ropes and springs up to the middle rope, then the top rope, and floats backwards with a moonsault...but Zack rolls under it! Static manages to notice, and lands on his feet, but when he does Malibu kips up off the canvas and into a rana that yanks Scotty up and over! Malibu then kips up normal-style and hits the ropes at full speed to bounce back at Static and crack him with a YAKUZA KICK~! that sends him through the ropes and out to the apron! COLE Scotty Static takes another spill to the outside! Static catches himself before he rolls to the floor, and slowly starts pulling himself up via the ropes...but Zack is waiting, and snares him in a front facelock, then suplexes him over...BUT JOHNNY JAX PULLS ZACK'S FOOT OUT FROM UNDER HIM, CAUSING SCOTTY TO LAND ATOP HIS RIVAL! CABOOSE Damn it! ONE! TWO! NO! Malibu is able to kick Jax away, and shoves Scotty off him at the last second! COLE CLOSE call there, as the numbers game is starting to overwhelm the Zack Attack! Zack gets up, but is met with a boot to the stomach by Static, who then lifts him for a powerbomb...but Zack slides down his back, and reaches back, hooking his arms for a backslide! ONE! TW-NO! Scotty rolls through, and as Zack comes up, he gets blasted with a kneelift from the Upstart that knocks him down! Scotty then goes towards the corner and climbs quickly up the ropes, but as he reaches the top Zack is already on his feet and moving towards him! Scotty tries to balance himself, but it's too late, as Malibu reaches up and pulls Scotty off the ropes and across his shoulders, carrying him to center ring, where he begins spinning around! CABOOSE AIRPLANE SPIN! COLE Zack Malibu, kickin' it old school! CABOOSE ... COLE Hey, at least my stupid pun was in some sort of context! Malibu spins around and around with Static trapped over his shoulders. The fans watch on as Malibu continues to rotate, spinning faster and faster and faster and showing no signs of stopping! COLE I think...I mean, he's making me...I don't like being dizzy. CABOOSE You puke in my lap and we're having words. Around and around and around they go, as Malibu continues to spin. Each revolution causes the crowd to cheer even louder, and Jax snaps, jumping up on the apron to protest, but he's quickly ordered down by Nick Patrick. The spinning continues...and continues...and keeps going, and the crowd is at a fever pitch as Malibu completes a precise THIRTY revolutions, having spun himself silly, and he drops Static to the canvas before collapsing himself! The fans leap from their seats and begin cheering, as one of the oldest moves in wrestling just got taken to the extreme here on HeldDOWN~! COLE They went round and round like the teacups at Disneyland, but it dizzied Zack Malibu as much as Scotty Static! CABOOSE You weren't looking so hot yourself for a moment there, Mikey. Patrick surveys both men, and with them both down on the canvas, starts the standard ten count. ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! Static is the first to stir, rolling onto his side and grasping at air, trying to reach the ropes. SIX! SEVEN! Malibu rolls onto his stomach, and slowly starts pushing off the canvas, while Scotty has reached the ropes, and is using them to get back to his feet. EIGHT! NINE! Zack pushes himself up, his head rocking from side to side, while Scotty has gotten up with the aid of the ropes. Both men come up to their feet and in the case of Scotty, turn away from the ropes... ...and fall FLAT ON THEIR FACES! CABOOSE They're still dizzy! COLE I'M still dizzy...I'm pretty sure they're still feeling it too! Jax throws his hands over his head, fearful of his partner winding up on the losing end of this match, as Patrick begins another standing ten count! ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! Both men start to push up, but they're moving slowly... EIGHT! They're getting there... NINE! They're up! In the nick of time, both men push up to their feet, and then trade off with punches! A right hand from Zack! A right hand from Static! Rights and lefts. Haymakers and hook punches. The two men brawl with each other, doing their best to wear the other out. Zack manages to get a flurry of punches off consecutively, dazing Scotty greatly, until Scotty counters an Irish whip into a powerslam! Scotty rolls off Zack rather than stay on him for the pin, but it may be more out of weariness than anything intentional. COLE These two will meet again at the end of the month, with the OAOAST World Tag Team Titles on the line in a 2 out of 3 falls contest...and whoever wins tonight is going to have an edge going into that contest! With Zack down, Scotty drags him closer to the corner, and then climbs up the ropes himself. CABOOSE I wonder if this is a good idea considering his equilibrium may be off due to the airplane spin. This could be a crash and burn for Mr. Static! Scotty climbs up the ropes, looking down to Jax and nodding, then looking up to the crowd before leaping up and twisting his body so that he lands back down on the top rope facing the inside of the ring, and he leaps a second time, this time flipping his body through the air... ...STATIC SHOCK~! MISSES~!~! BUT SCOTTY ROLLS THROUGH~!~!~! Zack rolled under the move, but Scotty saw it coming, and did a tuck and roll as he hit the canvas, and quickly got up to his feet. He charges in the corner, but Malibu throws a boot up to drive him back, then comes barging out of the corner with SCHOOL'S OUT...but Scotty catches it! He throws the leg down and tackles Zack by the waist, pushing him backwards into the corner hard, and then lifts, seating him up on the top rope! Scotty catches his breath and then climbs up, going all the way to the top and setting Zack up for...something...we never know what...because Zack reaches through Scotty's legs and puts him across his shoulders before standing himself up on the middle rope and leaping off with Scotty in his grasp! It's the SOMERSAULT SAMOAN DROP~! COLE The Honor Roll! Malibu connected with the Honor Roll! CABOOSE How did YOU know the name of that, but I didn't? COLE I uh...I just named it. CABOOSE What? You just named it NOW? COLE Uh...yeah. CABOOSE Crap...I should try that sometime! The crowd roars, but once again both men are laid out in the center of the ring. It's Zack who moves first, rolling over and then crawling to Static in an effort to put another one in the win column tonight. ONE! TWO! THR-NO! COLE Amazing! Scotty Static kicked out of The Honor Roll! CABOOSE I think you just like saying it because you named it. COLE Saying what? Honor Roll? CABOOSE I rest my case. Sensing victory, Malibu pulls Static up by clenching the strands of Scotty's hair and leading him to his feet, then rocking him with a stiff right hand! Scotty hobbles away and leans on the ropes for support, but finds himself shot across the ring thanks to an Irish whip...and caught in a sleeperhold! Malibu traps the head of Static, but Scotty quickly spins out before he can be put to sleep or dropped with the Trendsetter, and drills Malibu with a quick backdrop suplex! Scotty then rolls away from Zack and out to the apron, taking a moment to rest. Johnny Jax comes running over to check on his partner, but Static puts a hand up and says he's OK, as he pulls himself to his feet, and then leaps into the air, springboarding off the top rope and curling up into a ball as he rotates himself 360...no, 450...NO...SIX HUNDRED THIRTY DEGREES BEFORE CRASHING DOWN ONTO ZACK MALIBU! COLE 630 SENTON SPLASH BY SCOTTY STATIC JUST CRUSHED ZACK MALIBU! "HOLY SHIT!" "HOLY SHIT!" "HOLY SHIT!" Jax slaps the apron in delight, jubilant with the connection of the 630 Senton, and he brags about it to the ringside fans, as Scotty Static rolls over and hooks a leg! ONE! TWO! THREE...NO! NO! ZACK MALIBU GOT HIS FOOT ON THE ROPES! COLE ALL RIGHT! The crowd roars, and Jax is stunned, cursing himself for not seeing Malibu put his foot up, as he would have simply knocked it off! Static looks at Patrick in wide eyed shock, refusing to believe that that move didn't just earn him a three count. Patrick waves the two fingers in front of his face, and Static grabs them and stands up, grabbing Patrick by the collar and threatening him! COLE Get your hands off him! CABOOSE I smell a DQ coming on. Static can't believe it, and stomps up and down like a six year old having a temper tantrum. Angered, he moves in for the kill, picking Malibu up...BUT HE GETS CRADLED WITH A SMALL PACKAGE! ONE! TWO! THREEEEEENO! NO! COLE ANOTHER close call! Scotty kicks out, and the near-fall just adds to his anger. Malibu comes up off the mat, and Scotty takes a wild swing, but Zack ducks it and grabs the waist, hitting a German Suplex, and rolling through, hitting a second! After impact, Malibu rolls again, lifting Scotty up and dropping him with a third German Suplex...But it doesn't end there, as he rolls through again, and connects with a fourth. Again, Zack refuses to let go, and drags the weary Static up to his feet before dropping him over his head with another German Suplex...AND THE CHAIN CONTINUES, as Malibu picks him up and drives the back of Scotty's head into the canvas with a sixth German suplex! He lifts him up for a seventh, but Scotty simply becomes dead weight and drops to the canvas and rolls out to the floor, where's he's tended to by Jax. Johnny helps Scotty to his feet, but Zack rolls out of the ring behind them, and hooks Scotty by the waist...AND HITS THE SEVENTH GERMAN SUPLEX OUT ON THE FLOOR! CABOOSE MY GOD! COLE THAT'S persistence! Malibu gets up and pulls Scotty up, shoving him back in under the bottom rope, and giving the evil eye to Jax before returning to the ring. Malibu stays on the apron for a moment and takes a breath, then leaps into action, springboarding off the top rope with an elbowdrop that drives itself into the sternum of Scotty Static! Zack reaches back for a leg and hooks it, as Patrick dives down for the count... ONE! TWO! THREE! NO! NO! SHOULDER UP BEFORE THE COUNT OF THREE! COLE HOW are these men taking this much punishment and staying around to inflict and absorb MORE of it? Malibu, just as shocked about the kickout as Scotty was about Zack's escape earlier, brings Scotty up and holds him in a front facelock...but as Zack reaches down for the leg to prepare for a POP Drop, Scotty breaks free and wrenches Zack's arm, then fires back a kick that catches Zack in the ribs. Scotty then takes Zack and lifts him upside down, looking for a Cradle Piledriver...but Zack kicks and squirms and falls back to his feet and backdrops Scotty over...but Scotty keeps the legs cradled and pulls Zack over with a rollup! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Malibu escapes defeat again, and as the two get up he quickly tucks his arm under Scotty's and swings around his back, pulling back on the other arm...and brings him to the canvas with a Tiger Suplex! ONE! TWO! THR-NO! Scotty rolls backwards, but lays still, facedown. Zack comes over and leads him to his feet, but Scotty reacts out of desperation, and goes to the eyes. Malibu staggers back and can't see Scotty charging, but opens his eyes at the last possible second and catches him with an arm across the chest... ROCK BOTTOM BACKBREAKER! ONE! TWO! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEENO! CABOOSE I...I can't believe I'm going to say this, but this Static kid is not willing to stay down! COLE Zack is pulling out all the stops, as is Static. It's going to come down to whoever makes the first mistake! Malibu gets up and looks out to the crowd before turning his attention back to Scotty. Zack waits on his rival, and when Scotty gets up, Malibu fires off SCHOOL'S OUT...NO! Scotty catches it, but when he throws the foot down, Malibu shoots for the waist and drives Scotty back into the corner! Once trapped, Malibu starts firing off chops rapidly, taking shot after shot after shot at the open chest of Static, as the crowd cheers his every move! Zack then takes Scotty out of the corner and sets up for a Tornado DDT, but as Malibu kicks off he gets dropped out to the apron by Scotty! With his adrenaline pumping, Malibu counters back, shoulderblocking Scotty through the ropes and then slingshotting in with a sunset flip...but Jax runs over and grabs Static's hands, pulling him down onto Zack's shoulders and holding on for leverage! COLE NO! Not like this! ONE! TWO! THREE! DING! DING! DING! CABOOSE Son of a bitch. All that effort, and they still resort to the sneakiness they've become synonymous with! "Make Her Say" kicks up, but as Nick Patrick raises the hand of a groggy Scotty Static, Malibu gets up to one knee and looks on, displeased. Incensed, he spears Scotty out of his boots and starts wailing away, but it's within seconds that Jax is in the ring and delivering a boot to the back of Zack's head! Malibu clutches his head, but Johnny pulls him up, then pumphandles him... BEAT DROP! COLE DAMN IT! There's no need, you won! With Malibu down, the GPX start putting the boots to him, until... "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" CABOOSE Wait...here comes Rodez! Leon Rodez, jogging a bit slowly as he's still sore from the previous attack, slides into the ring...but finds himself pulled down to the mat and back out of the ring by someone out of camera range. COLE Who in the...why that's Jamie O'Hara! CABOOSE Damn it! Damn it, Cole, too many people are buying into what the Upstarts are selling! O'Hara kicks Leon in the stomach, doubling him over, then takes him by the head and runs up the side of the ring...kicking off and floating over Leon's back with a snap neckbreaker! In the ring, Jax continues to pound Malibu, while Scotty gets a soccer kick in for good measure, leaving Zack to cough and gasp for air. COLE These no good punks...they're not much younger than most of the stars on the roster, yet act like their the saviors of the company, and that the time of Zack Malibu, Dan Black, Tony Brannigan, and even you, Caboose, has passed. CABOOSE We'll see about that. With the crowd overpowering them with boos, the trio of Jax, Static and O'Hara stroll up the ramp. O'Hara does his little ghetto strut, telling the fans that "dat's what it's about!" as Static and Jax snicker to themselves. Together, the trio disappears behind the curtain, as the cameras take another look at the wounded Usual Suspects before going to break. Commercial break Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
KingPK 0 Report post Posted October 14, 2005 COLE Folks let’s take you back to HeldDOWN~! a few minutes ago. Tha Puerto Rican, Cuban Wall, and Vitamin X were in a Six-Man Tag Team Match against Spanish Fly, Otaku II, and the returning John “Rock Hard” Brickston. The end of the match was chaotic, with everyone hitting their finishing moves. PRL hit John Brickston with the P.R. Nightmare, and taunted him. This allowed Spanish Fly to hit PRL with the 6-1-9 followed by the Flyswatter to pin him and win the match. Afterwards, PRL tried to attack Fly with brass knuckles, but was stopped by Brickston, and Spanish Fly finally got his mask back! CABOOSE It was a miscarriage of justice! PRL was pinned illegally! The match should have continued! This is horsecrap! A conspiracy! COLE Well, during the break, Josh Matthews caught up with Tha Puerto Rican. The HeldDOWN~! logo flashes across the screen. A caption in white, blocky letters reads DURING THE BREAK. Josh Matthews runs up to a shocked Puerto Rican. PRL is muttering to himself while Josh speaks. JOSH MATTHEWS P.R., P.R., you just got pinned by your latest rival Spanish Fly in the Six-Man Tag Team Match. What are your thoughts? PR doesn’t say a thing. JOSH P.R.? P.R. still says nothing. JOSH P.R.? PR, a shocked expression on his face, finally speaks. PRL I just got pinned by a freaking 12-year-old! The crowd laughs. PRL I just got pinned by a freaking midget! I just got pinned by Rey Mysterio Jr...Jr. Man, I’ve got people running into my matches, referees screwing me left and right, a freaking 12-year-old beating me! This is a funked up time we’re living in! It’s a funked up time! J. MATH What makes you say that? PRL Did you just see my match or are you just stupid? Spanish Fly pinned me DESPITE THE FACT he wasn’t the legal man. Otaku II was. And yet, “Blind” Brian Herbner counted the pin and gave Team Jabrony the win! I was SCREWED damnit! I. WAS. SCREWED! The crowd cheers. PR (CONT’D) Spanish Fly was the illegal man. And yet he pinned me. You want to know why that happened? Because the OAOAST hates me! The OAOAST Board Of Directors hates me! That’s why they allow this to happen! They despise me! That’s why they haven’t given my man Popick a World Title shot. Hell, that’s why they haven’t given ME a World Title shot! I know they want to fire me. I know they would love to fire me, and then release a “Self Destruction Of Tha Puerto Rican” DVD where they piss all over my name. But they can’t do that. Why? Because I am THE CORPORATE CHAMPION! The CORPORATE Champion! I’ve got Corporate backing in the form of Stephen Joseph Popick, and as long as he has my back, there’s not a damn thing OAOAST Corporate can do to me. Because Popick is always going to watch my back. And they hate that. It eats them up inside. So, they do things like what just happen. They have referees screw me. They have me lose to a shaved ework! They do these things because they’re petty. Well, I’m not going to whine or moan. While I would like for Spanish Fly to come forth and forfeit the match, I know that he won’t because he has no integrity. Instead, I’ll get my revenge. He’ll pay for this. He may have gotten his stupid little mask back, but I will STILL have the last laugh! Tha Puerto Rican always gets the LAST LAUGH! Spanish Fly wants to play with the big boys? Well, the biggest boy of them all is going to crush him like a little bug! When it is all said and done, Spanish Fly will become the latest person to suffer the Corporate Nightmare! PRL starts to leave, but stops. PRL And how appropriate is it for me to get screwed right here in Montreal, Canada? The crowd BOOS~!!! PRL (CONT’D) And screwed by a Herbner, the son of Earl Herbner to be exact? I bet the OAOAST set this up. It would be the talk of the town: the son of Earl Herbner screws Tha Puerto Rican in Montreal. That’s just great. It’s a conspiracy, damnit! Shit. I’m, I’m going to go and take a nice hot bubble bath. I got to get out of this place. Montreal is cursed! It’s cursed! THE CHAMP HAS SPO-KUN~!!! PRL leaves, shoving Josh Matthews along the way. (Cut to Triple C~!) CABOOSE PRL is speaking the truth! He was screwed in Montreal! Where have we heard that before? COLE PRL is telling the truth for once. Spanish Fly was not the legal man. Technically, Spanish Fly’s team didn’t win the match! CABOOSE Thank you! Finally, you agree with me on something! COLE Well, the referee’s decision still stands. There’s nothing PRL can do about it. CABOOSE The OAOAST is out to get him. It’s a conspiracy! COLE Well, I wouldn’t go that far. CABOOSE But I will. It’s a conspiracy! COLE It was a mistake. CABOOSE Yeah right! The referee was Brian Herbner, and we’re in Montreal. That right there should tell you it was a conspiracy! COLE Now come on. You’re just looking for a conspiracy where there isn’t any! CABOOSE There is. I bet you’re in on it! COLE I am not! Now let’s move onto something else, or we’ll be here all night discussing this! Time for our main event to see who moves on to World Without End. Let's go up to Michael Buffer. *DING DING DING* BUFFER Ladies and Gentleman, the following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL, and has a 15 minute Television Time Limit. At stake, a shot at the OAOAST WooooooOOOORRRLLLDDD Heavyweight Championship at World Without End. Introducing first, from Hollywood California, weighing in at TWO HUNDRED and SIXTY-TWO pounds, he is a former World Heavyweight Champion, former Tag Team Champion, member of Black T, and proudly claims allegiance to the Originals, he is T-Bod! Tooooonnnyyyyyy BRAAAAANNNIIGAAANNN CUE: Oy Oy Oy~! Simply Ravishing COLE You've got to love these extended introductions. Fans, these qualifying matches are of great importance, since these two wrestlers have a chance earn a shot at the World Title. COACH You know nothing would make Tony Brannigan happier than bringing home the gold to the Originals. Which WON'T Happen. CABOOSE You're wrong there Coach. GO TONY! COLE You do remember how you first met Tony right Caboose? Back of his hand to your face? COACH OH SHNAP! CABOOSE Tony and I don't see eye to eye on many things. One thing we do we straight on is the battle for the OAOAST. This whole "civil war" has everybody uneasy. Fact is, if I still want to be collecting that large paycheck every two weeks, I better be behind the Originals, regardless of personal opinon. Tony Brannigan steps out from behind the curtain, flanked by Dan Black. The dynamic duo walk down the ring ramp, ignoring the fans who are cheering them. COLE Dan Black has already qualified for his title shot at World Without End. Will Tony make Black T's Chances 50/50? Tony B slides in the ring as Dan Black walks around to the backside, staying off the ring apron. With a whisk of a hand, Tony takes his robe off and salutes the crowd Tully Blanchard style. BUFFER And his opponent, weighing in at TWO HUNDRED and TWENTY SEVEN pounds, he is a former USTV Champion, former Tag Team Champion, winner of the 2002 Anlgepalooza Rumble, he teams with Tha Puerto Rican and holds allegiance to the Upstarts, he is STTTEEEEEEEEEPHHHENNN JOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSEPH. Cue: It Ain't Over For Me COLE Stephen Joseph is fresh off a major run of victories over Dan Black, CWM, and Tony Brannigan. Joseph and PR lost to Black T at last month's PPV, and Dan Black beat Tha Puerto Rican last week on HeldDown to claim his spot at World Without End. COACH You've got to appreciate Stephen's new focus. No one has his kind of record since he returned in August. No one. He's my favorite to win the belt. CABOOSE I really respect Puerto, but why is he Stephen's little buddy? WHY? Stephen Joseph, with THA PUERTO RICAN (w 24/7 Title Belt) and Ms. Lindsey Gonzalez, step out of the entranceway. Stephen's focused on the ring while PR is slapping his back. Tonight, Stephen's sporting Black Wrestling Trunks and an AJ-Styles/Christian style Hoodie. Focused. Stephen climbs the ring steps and scales the turnbuckle, flipping back the hoodie and slamming his hands to his chest, before making a belt motion around his waist. PR and Lindsey take the corner opposite that Dan Black is hovering in. Stephen Joseph looks over at Tony, and Tony looks over at Stephen Joseph ::DING DING DING:: Stephen and Tony waste little time, rushing towards each other and grabbing each other into a neckvise, pummeling each other's skulls with hard right fists. BAM WHACK BIFF~! Four or five times, its tough to tell, and Tony decides to wrench his fist around the back of Stephen's head and put him into a hard side headlock, wrenching down on the neck. Stephen stains to get his arms up, but decides to go the cheap route and pokes Tony Brannigan in the eyes. Tony staggers back, pulling his left arm up to rub his eyes, and Stephen Joseph takes advantage of an exposed midsection with a Rackers like kick to the gut, doubling Tony over. Stephen pulls Tony's arms' up, clasps a full-nelson, spits to the ground, and pulls Tony Brannigan over into a full-nelson drop suplex. Quick cover! COLE 1! No kickout! COACH That's a great move. The full-nelson suplex put Stephen into an easy pinning chance. With a time limit, every chance is important. CABOOSE When you're pinned, you have to exert a little more effort from your upper body to kick out. Stephen's Finality impacts that part of the body, so even if his pin attempt is unsuccessful, he makes Tony just that much more tired ::COLE and COACH both look over at Caboose's unbiased commentary:; CABOOSE What? Someone has to contribute something of worth here. COLE Back to the action! Stephen Joseph has pulled tony up and backs him into the ropes, letting the rebound help irish whip tony across the ring. Stephen sets up for a spinning elbow, but Tony ducks under the attack, and springs back off the ropes, coming in for a clothesline. Stephen Joseph was thinking the same thing, spinning around for a clothesline himself, and both hit! Stephen and Tony flip backwards, bumping like mad for each other's hard shots. Tony shakes his head to clear the cob webs, and Stephen's pulling himself up by the ropes. Stephen lunges to try and connect with a left hook, and Tony's far too quick, taking grasp of his hand, turning it around and back behind his back and getting HIS left arm wrapped around SJ's neck to bring him down with a reverse DDT. Tony covers quickly by draping an arm across the shoulders... 1! KICKOUT! Stephen spins around on the mat and grabs Tony in a waistlock, Tony trying to counter by breaking the hold. Tony gets a hand through and tosses SJ over. SJ lands on his knees and is up to his feet, kicking Tony in the gut again! BUFFER 10 minutes remain in this match! Stephen Joseph looks at the crowd, who respond by mostly booing, before suplexing Tony up and over and DOWN~! but Tony the crafty veteran wiggles out of the move, lands on his feet, and quickly counters the suplex with a neckbreaker! CROWD: YEEEAAHHH COLE Nice counter there by T-Bod. These two are very familiar with each other, they've wrestling in quite a few classics, but SJ holds the series lead 3-2 with a tie. CABOOSE I'm suprised Tony lets him do that! COACH Well of course, S Jizzle's the Nizzle fo Shizzle. SOFA CENTRAL (and fans at home) ..... Back to the action and away from Coach's awkward commentary, Tony's in the driver's seat, having picked up Stephen Joseph by the hair. He deftly sends him towards the far side with a irish whip, and upon SJ's return lands a clothesline to send SJ down to the mat. SJ gets up, Tony hits another clothesline, SJ gets up, and Tony hits a third clothesline, spinning SJ in mid-air 360! Tony covers and hooks the far leg. 1! 2! KICKOUT! Tony slaps the mat and recovers! 1! Kickout! Tony starts to fume a bit and gets up to talk to the ref. Stephen Joseph, ever the opportunist, hooks Tony's left leg and pulls him down with a schoolboy rollup! 1! 2! KICKOUT! Tony quickly turns and hits the spit out of SJ's mouth. SJ rolls away and onto his belly, but gets no respite as Tony lays in some kicks to his prone backside. On his knees, Stephen tries to get up, but gets a running Jericho-like high kick to the gut, lifting him off the canvas! Wowing the crowd, Stephen lands on two feet and goes immediately for a WindMill kick on Tony B, who steps left and dodges. Stephen turns around with a right fist, but it WHIZZES BY Tony on the left, leaving him dangerously exposed to an OUT OF BODY EXPERIENCE! Cover! 1! 2! 3! NO!!! FOOT ON THE ROPES! COLE That was a close one there fans, another inch away and Stephen wouldn't have made it. COACH Ring awareness Cole, thats why he's so great. CABOOSE Lucky... Tony Brannigan looks like he wants to put this away, so he lifts Stephen up and gives him a good old kick to the gut, and signals to the crowd for the BODYBOMB! Tony tucks Stephen's head tween the legs, and pulls him up. He looks like he's going to powerbomb Stephen to hell, but at the apex, Stephen Joseph twists 180, facing downward, and counters with a STYLES CLASH!!! He rolls Tony over and covers! 1! 2! 3! NO KICKOUT! COLE BY GAWD Tony kicked out! COACH It was Three! THREEEE! Stephen, on his feet and yelling at the referee, fails to see Tony getting up, groggy and all that he is. The ref's pointing at his shirt, and Stephen turns around and sees Brannigan charging at him. He ducks and the former World Champion ends up taking out the referee with a clothesline. COLE OH, MY! Tony just knocked the ref out accidently! There's no referee. We need a referee. CABOOSE I bet the ref wished Joseph would've striked him. Stephen punches like a girl... Another ref runs out from the back and into the ring as Stephen spins Tony around. Brannigan blocks Stephen's pucnh and takes him to the ground where he clamps on the HEART OF ICE (Crippler Crossface)! COACH Would you look at this! Tony Brannigan is using a move perfected by his Black T partner. COLE Everyone knows how tight Tony and Black are. When you mess with one, you end up messing with the other as well. Our new intrepid ref asks SJ if he wants to give up...SJ says no, and starts to wriggle. He gets his feet planted and rolls on top of Tony! Tony's shoulders are on the mat! 1! 2! Tony still hase the FaceLock in place! 2 and a half!!! 2 and three fourths!!! 3! Stephen Taps Out! The fans cheer at Stephen's tapping out, when Ref #2 points to SJ and raises his arm (Stephen doesn't realize it, cause he's lying on the mat). As he is slow to get up, the ref raises his arm again, and now Stephen knows he won! And the fans cheer as Ref #1 points to Tony Brannigan and raises his arm! Controversy erupts between the refs as they each yell their case to each other! COLE Fans, that finish was so close, we've got major controversy here tonight. COACH It's Calvin! Calvin trots down from the stage area and slides into the ring, getting into a tussle with the referees to get them to calm down. He listens to Ref #1, then Ref #2 and then asks for a microphone CALVIN Watching in the back on multiple monitors, it's evident that SJ tapped out! (The crowd cheers YEEAAAAHHH) Also watching in the back, Tony was pinned for the three count. If you look to the AngleTron... ::AngleTron flares up and shows a picture of SJ about to tap and the ref's hand coming down:: You'll see that SJ tapped out at the same moment that the ref's hand hits the canvas for the three! Therefore, in the interest of business, this match is a DRAW! ::Both SJ and Tony seem upset about this, but are restrained by PRL and Dan...no wait! PRL runs over and decks Dan Black. Stephen Joseph joins in and attacks Tony, and now there's a 4 person brawl on the outside of the ring!:: CALVIN STOP IT STOP IT STOP! Because its in the best interest of business, BOTH Tony Brannigan and Stephen Joseph will compete at World Without End for the OAOAST World Championship! CABOOSE WHAT!? He's getting a title shot!? COLE We thought the controversy was settled, but it looks like Calvin has just created a bit more. Either way, we now have three spots in the WWE main event filled with the last one up for grabs next week. Until then, on behalf of Coach and Caboose, I'm Michael Cole, goodnight from Montreal! Fade to black Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
KingPK 0 Report post Posted October 14, 2005 GIVING CREDITS WHERE CREDITS ARE DUE: Alfdogg Zack Malibu Stephen Joseph Tony149 CanadianChick KingPK King Cucaracha LaParkaYourCar Ed Wood Caulfield © 2005 OAOAST Entertainment. All rights reserved. I dunno if KC will write one this week, but stay tuned for the Love Shack anyway. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
