NR: Bo/T-Bod

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"[i]He's simply ravishing...[b]OWWWW![/b][/i]"

The crowd give a mixed reaction to the cueing of "Simply Ravishing" and the entrance of Tony Brannigan, clad in all green tonight, strolling out of the Originals' entranceway.

COLE
And we are now ready for an Original/Upstart, battle of the bigmen! The Upstarts' bodyguard and former HI-YAH Heavyweight Champion Bohemoth faces the single biggest challenge of his career to date, as he takes on the former OAOAST World Heavyweight Champion, Tony "The Body" Brannigan!

CABOOSE
And you wanna talk Originals...Tony's one of the true originals. Love him or hate him, which I've done plenty of myself, Tony lives and breathes this company.

COACH
Jeez, why don't you just MARRY him already.

CABOOSE
Hey, I could do worse than marrying the Best Body in the Business!

...

CABOOSE
...I was kidding, obviously.

COLE
'Obviously'.

Strolling confidently down the aisle, Brannigan has the classic Rick Rude pout on his face, not looking concerned at all as he climbs the steps and enters the ring.

BUFFER
Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first at this time...hailing from Hollywood, UUU ESS AYY! Weighing in tonight at two hundred, seventy two pounds. A member of Black T and the former OAOAST Heavyweight Champion of the WOORRLLDD... TTOOOOOOOOOOONNYYYYYYY "THE BODY"... BBRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAANNIIIIIIGGGGAAAAAAAAAANN!!!!!!

Another loud but mixed reaction goes up, as Brannigan removes his rhinestone encrusted robe and hits the HIP SWIVEL~! Cue camera shot of two young ladies in the fourth row screaming. Carefully, Brannigan passes his robe to an attendant out at ringside. Tony then begins to limber up, while the awesomely cool strains of "Back In Black" by AC/DC cut through the P.A System. Still Tony doesn't look bothered. Even as the frame of Bohemoth appears in the Upstart entranceway.

COACH
AW YUH, SON~!

Stopping on the ramp, Bohemoth looks down into the ring and growls.

BUFFER
And, his opponent. Hailing from Greensboro, South Carolina and weighing in at two hundred, eighty four and three quarter pounds! Representing The Upstarts! He is a former HI-YAH World Heavyweight Champion...ladies and gentlemen, this IS... BBOOOOOOOOOOHHHH - EEEEEEEMMOOOOOOOTTHHHHHHH!!!!

"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!"

Bohemoth brushes past the fans at the corner of the aisle, jogging determinedly up the steel steps and quickly entering the ring. Lounged in a neutral corner, Tony smirks. Bohemoth glares over at the Black T veteran from the centre of the ring, prompting Buffer to get the hell out of the ring while his legs are still attached to the rest of his body.

COLE
Man, I wouldn't want to be Charles Robinson right now.

CABOOSE
Look at him, compared to Tony and Bohemoth. It's almost like you compared to me!

Looking nervously to both men, Robinson checks they're ready...


*DINGDINGDING!*

And we are underway. Neither man reacts to the bell though, Bohemoth remaining in the centre of the ring, Tony still relaxed in the corner. Stand-off. Tony eventually leaves the corner, eyeing up his opposition as he breaks into a mini-jog to get the blood flowing. As he comes to a stop ready to lock-up though, Tony halts, as Bohemoth shows off TEH GUNZ~!

COACH
YEAH-UH~!

CABOOSE
Gimme a break! Bohemoth's nothing but a wannabe bodybuilder. He should realise now he's up close and personal, T-Bod is the real deal!

Wiping away a smile, Tony gives Robinson a look as if to say "is he for real?"

COACH
Since when did you like Brannigan so much anyways?

CABOOSE
Well, when did you start liking Bohemoth so much?

COACH
Couple'months back.

CABOOSE
Then that's when I started liking Tony. Give or take a few seconds.

Holding his hands up, a little time is bought by Tony. Going to the ropes, he does a quick series of stretches, loosening up the arms before turning back to Bohemoth...DOUBLE BICEP POSE~! Bohemoth begins to scoff, but Tony isn't done. Brushing his hands across his forehead, Tony wipes the sweat from his brow (hey, arena lights are hot man) and flicks the sweat into Bohemoth's face!

"YYEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!"

COLE
Oh boy! Tony isn't intimidated by Bohemoth!

The disrespect from T-Bod gets a huge pop from the crowd. It also works Bohemoth up into a rage, the bigman almost foaming at the mouth as he turns away and wipes his face. Still in a rage, Bohemoth then turns around with fists clenched...but Tony cuts him off with a jab! And another! Another! Tony backs Bohemoth into the ropes with the right hands and looks for an irish whip. Reversing, Bohemoth sends Tony into the ropes though. Building some steam, Tony charges back with a shoulder block and nobody moves! Tony stops in his tracks, as Bohemoth dares him to try again. So he does, hitting the ropes and barging into The Upstart. But again, nobody moves! Except Tony that is, who stumbles back a couple of steps as he struggles to keep his footing. Noticeably gaining in confidence, Bohemoth dares Tony on once more, setting himself as Tony rebounds off the ropes. But this time, Tony skids to a halt in front of Bohemoth and rocks him with a right hand! Bohemoth is caught off guard by the blow and stumbles backwards, far enough for Tony to get a run-up on a big clothesline that knocks Bohemoth down!

COLE
Down goes Bohemoth! The first knockdown of the match is scored by Tony!

CABOOSE
What is this, Brawl For All? Shut up and watch the damn match!

As Bohemoth pulls himself back up, Tony meets him at his knees with a clubbing forearm to the back. And a second. Grabbing hold of ears and mouth, gruesomly, Tony brings Bohemoth back up to a vertical base and nails another right hand. Bohemoth shakes it off though, stunning Tony with a knee. Bohemoth then grabs Tony around the back of the head and flings him face-first into the top turnbuckle in the corner! Recoiling, Tony falls right back into Bohemoth, who sends him in again. This time Brannigan slumps face-down in the corner, giving Bohemoth time to clear the cobwebs.

COLE
This'll give Bohemoth time to clear the cobwebs!

CABOOSE
*groans*

Clear the cobwebs he does, before pulling Tony out of the corner. An arm wrench sets Tony up, the former World Champion getting pulled into a Short Arm Clothesli...NO! Tony ducks, switching behind Bohemoth and attempting a back suplex. The bigman blocks though. Blocking again. Sensing he can't get Bo up quite yet, Tony quickly changes tactics and shoves Bohemoth forwards into the turnbuckles. And as he staggers out, Tony follows up with a forearm to the kidneys of Bohemoth! Holding onto the tights, Tony then pushes Bohemoth forward a step with one arm, pulling him back with the other...and into the forearm again! This time, Bohemoth falls to his knees. Brannigan isn't done though, pushing Bohemoth forward again...



...but Bohemoth grabs the top rope and hangs on for dear life! Bohemoth's tights are at the verge of being ripped right off now. So, it's thankful that Tony lets go and instead charges with the forearm this time. As Tony connects though, Bohemoth swings back with an elbow which also finds it's target, leaving Bohemoth clutching his back while Tony staggers back towards the centre of the ring. Bohemoth is first to recover, charging through Tony with a clothesline! Immediately he favours his spine, but shrugs it off long enough to make a cover...


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Barely even two!

CABOOSE
No way are you going to beat a former World Champion like that.

Pulling Tony back up, Bohemoth returns the earlier favour with a couple of quick right hands. Grabbing the arm, Bohemoth then sets Tony up and irish whips him at full power, sending Tony CRASHING into the turnbuckles! Tony bounces out hard and collapses. Bohemoth smiles, mocking Tony with a hip swivel!

"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!"

Bohemoth catches Tony getting back to his feet and sends him the other way, hard spine first into the opposite turnbuckle than before. The result is the same, as Tony falls to the mat in agony.

COLE
Tony's a powerful man, no doubt. But the strength that Bohemoth possesses is downright frightening! He's throwing 272 pounds around like it's nothing!

As the aching former World Champion clambers up, he's suddenly trapped in a Bearhug. Tony knows all about this hold and tries to escape quickly, with a double ear clap. But he gets hoisted up seconds later! Carrying Tony around like nobody's business, Bohemoth peaks over his opponent's shoulder and finds the corner...charging and driving Tony into the turnbuckles! Tony slumps to his knees momentarily. But Bohemoth picks him straight back up into the Bearhug and sets about crushing Tony into a second corner! And the damage isn't done yet, as Bohemoth picks Tony up again. This time, Bo milks the Bearhug for a few seconds, before sending Tony's lower back into a third turnbuckle! Setting Tony on the buckles, Bohemoth then takes a moment to catch his breath, before reaching up and hauling Tony off the middle rope with an ALMIGHTY Hiptoss!!

"OOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH!!"

COLE
Good lord, what a beil off the buckles! That's two hundred, seventy two pounds!

COACH
Now THAT'S impressive! Forget shaking your hips and flexing your biceps, that's how the new generation get the job done!

Tony writhes in agony as a result of the tremendous throw, as Bohemoth finally decides to attempt the cover...



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Kickout.

Glaring at Robinson briefly, Bohemoth sets Tony up in a seated position and applies a Full Nelson.

COLE
Submission hold applied. This is really going to wear down Tony here, with the damage that his back has already taken in this match.

The seated position Tony is in allows Bohemoth to really lean forward with the move, bending Tony as much over himself as he physically can. Tony's neck is almost at right angles to his shoulders as Bohemoth puts the squeeze on some more. But Tony isn't done yet. Drawing energy from somewhere, Tony rolls to the side and begins to fight back up. Some of the crowd are now rallying behind Tony. Reaching his feet, the next step for Tony is seemingly to reach the ropes. Bohemoth pulls Tony out into the centre of the ring immediately though, showing surprising ring positioning for a 'musclehead'.

"TO - NEE!"
"TO - NEE!"
"TO - NEE!"
"TO - NEE!"

Suddenly, up go the chants. Something which Tony isn't too accustomed to and even less accustomed to drawing strength from. Bohemoth powers down on the neck again. But Tony won't surrender and backs up, sending Bohemoth back into the turnbuckles. That hurts Tony as much as Bohemoth though and the Full Nelson stays on.

COLE
Tony's gonna have to use all his veteran instincts to get out of this hold...

CABOOSE
Yeah, I bet he goes for the nutshot too.

Tony clings on in, Charles Robinson asking him if he gives up. He doesn't. Fighting on, Tony begins to inch forwards, feeling out in front of him with his foot for the ropes. He's still a few feet away but he continues to shuffle himself and the hold forwards. Inch. By inch. Until finally, Tony kicks out a foot...and it lands on the middle rope! Robinson springs into life and lays the count on!

1!
2!
3!
4!

...BUT BOHEMOTH PULLS TONY AWAY!

"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!"

COLE
Damnit, make him break the hold ref!

COACH
Why? He's not in the ropes...

COLE
He WAS!

The crowd are livid with Robinson, who dares not risk life and limb to force a break. Meanwhile, Bohemoth pulls Tony all the out from the ropes and drills him with a Full Nelson Slam! Falling to his knees with the move, Bohemoth makes an instant hook of the leg...



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Kickout!

COLE
Man, that would have been some controversy there if Tony hadn't kicked out.

COACH
Ah, phfooey! Tony was in the ropes, Bohemoth dragged him out of the ropes...no big deal.

CABOOSE
Gimme a break...if you were any more biased, Coach, you'd be Michael Cole.

COLE
Hey! I resent that!

Both men are back to their feet now, but Tony is only so by force. Bohemoth whips Tony into the corner. This time, Tony slumps into the turnbuckles, so Bohemoth sprints in and lands a big clothesline in the corner! Tony is thrown up by the force and crashes straight down to the canvas. Bohemoth picks him right back up though, pulling Tony out and into a quick Sidewalk Slam...


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Shoulder up!

Bohemoth climbs straight back up, backing into a corner and encouraging Tony to get back up. Slowly, T-Bod begins to do so and slowly he reaches his feet. Lost for a moment, he turns around looking for Bohemoth...who just happens to be sprinting headlong towards him...




...YAKUZA KICK...

...DUCKED! Bohemoth skids to a halt and quickly turns around, charging again. Tony is waiting on him with a boot to the gut though. And a split second later, Tony follows up with a Million $ Kneelift, snapping Bohemoth's head towards the lights and causing him to stumble back a few steps, falling through the middle rope and landing on the apron.

COLE
Desperation move from T-Bod, but he's clearly hurting still.

CABOOSE
No kidding. I'm surprised Bohemoth has done as well as he has so far and it's certainly had an effect.

Falling to one knee, Tony clutches at his back while Bohemoth pulls himself up on the apron. Bohemoth is dis-orientated and takes a moment to figure out where he is. Allowing Tony to catch him with a right hand. Another. Bohemoth hangs onto the top rope for dear life, teetering over the edge of the ring. Another right hand. A fourth. Bohemoth is almost gone. Ano...NO, BLOCKED...but Tony blocks as well and knees Bohemoth in the gut! The bigman doubles over on the outside as Tony grabs him by the arm and tries to whip him down the apron. At arms length though, Bohemoth puts on the brakes. And he manages to change the direction of the whip, sending Tony dashing forward and hard, sideways into the turnbuckles in the corner! Tony stumbles out clutching at his ribs, while Bohemoth enters the ring behind him and scurries across, creating a run-up for himself. Some of the crowd are up on their feet, urging Tony not to turn around. But he does so anyway...



*SMACK!*


...AND TAKES A FACEFUL OF YAKUZA KICK FOR HIS TROUBLE!!

COACH
BOOYAH! Out like a light!

Tony collapses in a heap, Bohemoth confidently cradling the leg for the pin...



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SHOULDER UP!

"YYYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!"

Bohemoth can't believe it, bearing down on Charles Robinson who fearfully backs away into a corner. All the while, followed by Bohemoth Getting his cool, Bohemoth eventually finishing stalking Robinson with a growl before going back for Tony.

COLE
Bohemoth needs to keep his temper in check here. Beating up the referee won't get you a victory over a former World Champion.

COACH
No, but it'll sure make you fee...

COLE
SMALL PACKAGE! SMALL PACKAGE!



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BOHEMOTH KICKS OUT!

Scrambling to his feet, Bohemoth beats Tony up and knees him in the ribs! A second time! And again, just for good luck! Writhing around, Tony groans under his breath, as Bohemoth is thankful not to fall victim to a sneaky pin from T-Bod.

CABOOSE
That's some veteran cunning there.

COACH
That's cheating, was what it was!

Bohemoth pulls Tony up again, lifting him off his feet and carrying him over into the corner. A forearm from Tony sends Bohemoth staggering back though, caught completely by surprise. Gaining his bearings, Bohemoth charges. Right into a couple of raised boots from Brannigan! Bohemoth staggers backwards, but charges again undettered...into raised boots again! Away staggers Bohemoth again as this time, Tony scales the ropes and comes off the middle with a double axehandle. Bohemoth sees him coming though, CATCHING Tony over his shoulder and DRIVING him back into the corner! The groan from the crowd just about masks the groan from T-Bod, as Bohemoth shakes away the cobwebs. Reaching out, he then grabs Tony by the wrist and yanks him out of the corner...INTO A FRONT SPINEBUSTER!


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ONLYTWO!

"YYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!"

COACH
NO!

Unable to believe his luck, Bohemoth stomps up to his feet and again begins to pursue referee Charles Robinson. Charles wisely leaves the ring this time, leaving Bohemoth to fume on his own. And fume he does, turning to the crowd with eyes like thunder. 

Thumbs Up. 


THUMBS DOWN~!

COLE
Uh-oh, this is it! That's the signal for the Erotic Awakening Of B, which puts everyone down once it connects! Tony Brannigan may be no exception here tonight!

COACH
He won't be, don't worry!

Bohemoth, having given the signal, now looks for the end. Turning back, he stalks Tony, who is pulling himself up on the ropes and looks in a pretty bad way. Just as Bohemoth wants. Grabbing Tony's arm, Bohemoth wheels him around...but Tony stuns him with a thumb to the eye, much to the pleasure of the crowd! Bohemoth stops and clasps a hand over his eye, as Tony stoops low and manages to heave Bohemoth up, just far enough to fall back and drop the bigman throat first across the top rope! 

COLE
Stun Gun!

Head and neck snapping back, Bohemoth stumbles backwards, as Tony has found some energy from somewhere. A right hand! Another. And a third. The blows are having their effect but they're not putting down the trained bodyguard, so Tony has to try another tactic. Namely, going to the knee. A quick kick lurches Bohemoth's right leg from underneath him and he sprawls forwards, right into Tony's arms. Lift...and an Inverted Atomic Drop! Bohemoth hops about on the spot, as Tony hits the ropes, running right through Bohemoth with a forearm and knocking him off his feet!

"YYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!"

Feeling it now, Tony has the adrenaline flowing. Bohemoth is quickly back up, but Tony is waiting on him. Catching Bohemoth with a quick toe kick to the gut, Tony pulls the doubled over Upstart in and sets for the Attitude Adjustment Piledri...


...NO! Tony's back gives way on him and he drops Bohemoth back down.

COACH
HAHA! Looks like old man Brannigan needs his walker!

COLE
Oh, come on Coach, be serious!

COACH
Hey, I know it's serious. Considering his age, that might have been a hernia, right there! HAHA!

Left clutching at his back, the injured T-Bod stops and tried to tend to himself. As meanwhile, Bohemoth is back up and grabs Tony, planting him with another Front Spinebuster...BUT TONY HOOKS THE HEAD ON THE WAY DOWN, COUNTERING WITH A DDT!! Both men take the moves! And both men are down, leaving Charles Robinson left standing in the ring to make the count!


1!
2!
3!

COLE
A superb counter by Tony! But I think he took as much of that move as Bohemoth did!

4!
5!

Beginning to stir, Brannigan hears the count and starts to drag himself over to where Bohemoth lays.

6!

Bohemoth is out cold, looking up at the lights. All Tony needs to do is crawl a few more feet and he's got Bohemoth KOed, but that's easier said than done with the punishment his back has taken.

7!

Over crawls Tony...

8!

...and he drops an arm over Bohemoth!



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KICKOUT!!

COLE
Gah! So close to three for Tony!

CABOOSE
He just couldn't get over in time, with that bad back.

Now it's Tony's turn to despair at the close count. But, being a veteran, he doesn't let it affect him. Pulling himself up on the ropes, Tony waits for Bohemoth to get back up. Bohemoth does so and swings wildly for Brannigan, who ducks his head narrowly in time and catches Bohemoth on the way around with a boot to the gut. Applying a front facelock, Tony then sets Bohemoth up for a suplex. No chance. Tony's back isn't strong enough for him to muscle Bohemoth up. So Tony goes to the gut with one, two, three hard knees. Adjusting the facelock, Tony then pulls Bohemoth in and slowly wrenches him around by the neck, until he's back to back with the bigman.

"YYEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHH!"

CABOOSE
Here comes a Rude Awakening!

But Bohemoth wants none of the Rude Awakening and starts to throw back elbows. Once the third elbow connects, Tony can hang on no more and crashes forwards. He soon picks himself up. But Bohemoth is waiting, scooping Tony up into his arms with ease!

"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!"

COLE
Oh no, he caught Tony!

COACH
YEAH! Erotic Awakening Of B!

Carrying Tony quickly into the centre of the ring, Bohemoth sets himself. It's late in the match and Tony is pretty heavy. But that doesn't stop Bohemoth, as he sets and swings T-Bod around...


...out...



...NO! TONY LANDS ON HIS FEET! A couple of quick elbows rock Bohemoth, before Tony goes to the abdomen with a knee. Grabbing the front facelock, Tony then twists Bohemoth into position, swivels the hips...and DROPS BOHEMOTH DOWN! RUDE AWAKENING!!

"YYEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!"

COLE
TONY GOT IT! AT THE SECOND TIME OF ASKING!!

The crowd come unglued as Tony holds his ribs, but blocks out the pain and rolls over on top of Bohemoth.


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NOOOOOOO!!

"ooooohhhhhhhhhhhhHHHHHHHH!!"

Robinson is up immediately, signalling wildly. Only two. Bohemoth JUST got the shoulder up. Tony holds his head in his hands, teeth gritted in pain as the adrenaline from what he thought was a win washes away, leaving just the pain in his back again.

COLE
I don't know how, but Bohemoth is still in this match!

COACH
Heart! Guts! Determination! A whole lotta other crap! But most importantly, YOUTH!

CABOOSE
That and intimidating the pussy referee to make a slow count!

Tony pulls himself up and begins to gingerly pull Bohemoth up too. A forearm to the side of the head sends Bohemoth reeling. Tony grabs him before he can get out of arms' reach though, pulling him into another forearm. But Bohemoth fights back, with a jab! And a more measured right hand! It's a slugfest now, as Tony clubs Bohemoth with another forearm, only to get knocked back with a right hand! And as he stumbles back, Tony is measured by Bohemoth for a clothesline...DUCKED! But Bohemoth is quick on his heels and turns...another clothesline, DUCKED! Again they turn and Brannigan instinctively ducks again. But this time, there's no clothesline. Instead, Bohemoth stops, catching Tony and applying a waistlock.

BOHEMOTH
IT'S..OVER!!

COACH
I think it's over guys!

Summoning some last energy, Bohemoth heaves up Tony's 272 pounds one last time and hauls him over the shoulder. A powerbomb is clearly intended. But Tony manages to slide out of Bohemoth's grip and over his shoulder. Landing back to back with Bohemoth, Tony quickly lands an elbow. Before reaching back and grabbing the head. The crowd know what's coming, rising to their feet. RUDE AWAKENING!! 

COLE
HE GOT HIM AGAIN!!

COACH
DAMNIT!

Bohemoth's head snaps off of Tony's shoulders and he lurches away, as Tony remains seated. His energy is sapped now. So he simply falls back, draping himself wearily across Bohemoth's chest...




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3!!!!

And this time, it's over!

*DINGDINGDING!*

Relieved, Tony rolls away as Robinson calls for the bell, to a perhaps surprising amounts of cheers from the crowd towards the usually hated T-Bod.

BUFFER
Your winner of this contest... TTOOOOOOONNYYYYYY BBRRRRRRRAAAAAAANNIIIIGGAAAAAAANN!!!!!

Another cheer goes up. Right now, Tony could care less though, clutching his back as he gingerly rolls from the ring and to the arena floor. Cheers or boos...he won. And that's all that matters.

COLE
What a battle, between two of the OAOAST's bigger superstars! It took TWO Rude Awakenings, but in the end, Tony Brannigan made sure this one went to the form book and the former World Heavyweight Champion picked up the pinfall victory!

CABOOSE
No surprise in the end, Mickey. It's impressive to survive one Rude Awakening. Nobody could survive two.

COLE
And Tony scores a victory that will no doubt have our esteemed World Champion fuming. The Upstarts, picking up one in the 'L' column. Which has to be nothing but encouraging for Tony's tag team partner Dan Black later tonight, when he takes on Christian Wright for the HI-YAH Heavyweight Title!

COACH
...Bah! What's next?