Adam 0 Report post Posted November 28, 2005 (edited) TV-14 L,V * DUN DUN DUN DUNNA, DUN DUN DUNNA * Across a river, over a bunch of mountains, through fields, sweeping past trees and bushes, hovering over the skyline of New York City, the OAOAST logo flies through the air...before sweeping down, brushing past an elderly man who seems understandably shocked to see six over-sized letters fly past him. The logo continues going, nearing a house...which luckily, a woman is leaving, meaning the logo can sweep through the open door, continuing on down the hallfway and into the living room where a young kid is sat on his computer. It sweeps past him, hitting the computer...which explodes with a flash, lighting up much to the kid shock and delight. THE OAOAST...WHAT THE WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORLD IS READING~! We get a cold opening to the parking lot, as just in time for the show, a long white stretch is pulling up into the arena. The number plate gives away exactly who's inside. "UP5TART5". First to leave the limo, Scotty Static, taking a deep breath of cold, Nova Scotia evening air with a beaming smile on his face. Johnny Jax is right behind him, patting his partner on the back. Next to leave is Jamie O'Hara, used to the cold, being British and all. Then, of course, there's PIMPHEMOTH~! himself, Bohemoth...and finally, the HI-YAH Heavyweight Champion of the World, Christian Wright. Oh, and don't forget the World Champion. JOSEPH Are we ready guys? A collective murmour of agreement goes up. JOSEPH World Without End, I reckon we did okay. We certainly showed the world something. Tonight, I want improvement. A total clean sweep from you guys. Remember, this World Title paid for you guys riding in style tonight. So you can bet I won't be giving this belt up tonight, no matter how worthy a challenger PRL is. Christian, I'm sure you feel the same as far as your title and Dan Black go. WRIGHT Oh, undoubtedly. Tonight, The Ice Heart shall cease palputating in the middle of that squared circle, for all to bear witness! JOSEPH ...uhm, yeah. Bigman? No problems with Brannigan? BOHEMOTH *removes glasses* Not at all. JOSEPH Haha, good to hear. And now, the final piece of the puzzle. Scotty, Johnny...no mistakes this month. You've got 30 Minutes and just incase, I'm sending Jamie out with you for some added insurance. This time, I want those Tag Team Titles off of Rodez and Malibu! You did good Thursday, I want you to do good for me again tonight. STATIC No problems, brah! Tonight, we're gonna kick it old school...which means, we win, they lose. JAX Old man Malibu ain't gonna make 10 minutes, let alone 30. No sweat Big Poppa, no sweat. Tonight, we be takin' our belts back! SJ nods knowingly, with a broad smile, before pointing the way towards the arena... In Memory Of Eddie Guerrero 1967-2005 R.I.P (V.O) And now, in association with TheSmartmarks.com, the OAOAST proudly presents...NOVEMBER REIGN!! Pyro! L! I! V! E! LIVE! Or, EVIL!, for our dislexic friends. And we are EVIL! in Halifax, Nova Scotia on a late November night, where it is bloody cold. I know the feeling, believe me. But while it's cold outside, it's redhot in the arena because the OAOAST are in town and it's Pay Per View. Which means a monthly paycheck for those relics from the 80s, chryogenically frozen and thawed once per mo...oh, wait. You didn't read that. Honest. No, don't go back and re-read it and check. You didn't read that. It was never there. Ever. You just imagined it. *shifty eyes* Some shots of the sold out Halifax crowd follow, and then we go straight to Tony Schiavone and Jesse Ventura, who are directly in front of the giant sword! SCHIAVONE *shivers* Oh boy it's cold. VENTURA They probably didn't thaw you out properly. SCHIAVONE ...WE ARE LIVE! And tonight, we are North of the border in Nova Scotia, where tonight the remnants of the Thanksgiving celebrations carry over to tonight. Of course, Canada celebrated IT'S Thanksgiving before us Americans, but then again, we can't fault them simply for poor timekeeping. Because we've been made very welcome here in the lead up to tonight, isn't that right Jess? VENTURA I wouldn't know Tony. SOME of us have jobs for the other 30 days per month that they're not on OAOAST Television. SCHIAVONE Indeed. Well, whenever it was for you, a belated Thanksgiving from myself and Jesse. Tonight, there will be no good will and thanksgiving though, as The Upstarts continue their war with the OAOAST's veterans. We have the Tag Team Titles on the line in a 30 Minute IronTag Match, the HI-YAH Heavyweight Title on the line and a battle of the bigmen tonight...as well as Stephen Joseph doing battle with his good friend, Puerto Rican Lightning, for the World Title in our main event, a match which my colleague here will be officiating! VENTURA You’re damn right Tony, I have a tough job tonight, both competitors are amazing, and both of them would make great champions. SCHIAVONE Sitting firmly on the fence Jesse? VENTURA Damn right. FONZIE Right down the middle, daddy! VENTURA And that ain't all Tony. Besides The Upstarts and their 'conflict'...we've got The Dream Machines, Exploding Again over the X-Division Title! We've got classic Survivor Series action with the return of The Deadly Alliance to take on S.H.I...and, from the Tag Team Division. Plus, that Torneo Cibernetica dealy involving the Women's Division. Don't ask me to explain it, someone else'll deal with that. SCHIAVONE Plus, a whole lot more here tonight at November Reign! Lets send it down to Michael Buffer for our opening contest! Looking dapper in a tuxedo, Michael Buffer stands mid-ring with a microphone in hand. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, our opening bout is an eight-man elimination tag team match! Single-elimination rules apply. Elimination occurs via pinfall, submission, countout or disqualification. Let's meet the teams. The jeers from the crowd nearly drown out "Chase" in the background, but the team of the New New Midnight Express and South Central Militia embrace the hostile crowd, jawing with many of the fans on their way to the ring. Jim Cornette sits on the middle rope and holds the middle and top ropes up for all 4 members of his team, then puts his foot down on the bottom rope for Shyanne to enter. COACH Halle Berry eat your heart out, girl. That's a real sister in there. Look at here, fellas. Isn't she lovely? COLE She definitely isn't special, I tell you that right now. Holly-Wood is still recovering from the 3 piledrivers sustained at the hands of that young lady. I shouldn't even call her a lady. That woman is a cold-hearted bitch! BUFFER Introducing first, being led to the ring by the legendary Jim Cornette and the foxiest honey in South Central L.A., Shyanne; at a total combine weight of 995 pounds, Marcellus Wallace and Vincent Santana, the SOUTH CENTRAL MILITIA, and the former two-time OAOAST tag team champions of the world, Sarcastic Simon and team captain "The Handsome Hustler" Ned Blanchard, the NEW NEW MIDNIGHT EXXXXXPRESSSSS! Ladies and gentlemen, this is Jim Cornette Enterprises! Jim Cornette holds the tennis racket up in the air as he whoops and hollers from the middle rope. The New New Midnight Express worshipping their manager from a knee, pointing up at him. The SCM remain at a distance but politely clap for the man signing their checks. COLE Who the hell made Ned team captain? I'm willing to bet that was done to feed his ego because we all know Blanchard is not a leader. He's an ass-- * BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BAM! * Not only does the pyro explode, so do the fans as "G's & Soilders" hits, signaling the arrival of the Heavenly Rockers and Sooner Bruisers. Synth and Logan run out onto the stage and point to the fans, the Sooner Bruisers following them out. The Man of Tomorrow, Frank Frankensteiner shows off the biceps as baby brother Frankie runs in and out of the Originals and Upstarts entrances like a revolving door. The Sooners and Heavenly Rockers head to the ring as a unit, with Synth showing Frankie how to play air guitar all the way down the ramp. BUFFER And their opponents. Lead by co-captains Logan Mann and Frank Frankensteiner, weighing in at a total of 955 pounds, the teams of the SOONER BRUISERS and the greatest rock 'n' wrestling band of all-time, the HEAVENLY RRRRRRROOOOOOOOCKERRRRRRRRRSSSSSS! They are Rock 'n' Wrestling! The Midnights and SCM assemble outside, giving the Heavenly Rockers and Sooners Bruisers the spotlight. They watch in utter comtempt as all 4 heros pose on separate turnbuckles, sending fans and ringside photographers into a frenzy. Jim Cornette and Frank Frankensteiner huddle with their respective teams. Ned proves Michael Cole correct, breaking away from the team he's captaining to flirt with a fan's girlfriend ringside. He isn't the only captain to not pay attention. Rock 'n' Wrestling co-captain Logan Mann seizes the opportunity to strike at his hated foe, swinging over the top rope to the arena floor and blindsiding the Handsome Hustler with a double-axehandle to the head! "YEEEEEEAAAAAHHHHH!" COLE Oh, would you look at this! Christmas came early for Logan, who finally has his hands on the Handsome Hustler. Logan wasting no time going after Blanchard, the man who has put both he and Holly through hell over the last year. All because Ned couldn't get Holly in the sack. What a despicable human being. COACH Yeah, paint Ned as the sex-crazed manic. You don't think Logan brags about the woman he gets to go to bed with every night? He's a rock star. Of course he does. Rock stars have groupies. We in the wrestling business call them ring rats. Just looking at Ned and the way he talks about the woman he wants to conquest, he's such a romantic. If I were a woman, I'd choose Ned over Logan in a heartbeat. I'd probably wake up sore in the morning, but at least I knew I was treated like a lady. CABOOSE Absolute bedlam. The referee has no control over this match. COACH Exactly. Charles Robinson oughta disqualifiy the Heavenly Rockers and Sooner Bruisers, like right now. COLE Oh, shut up! COACH First admendment, son. Logan rams Ned face-first into the arena floor. The protective mats outside doing little in the way of protecting. Sarcastic Simon and the SCM go to aid Ned, but they're cut off by Synth and the Sooner Bruisers. The crowd goes bananas as a pier-six erupts on the arena floor. They use everything that isn't nailed down -- timekeepers tables, chairs, guardrails, etc. Logan sends Jim Cornette scampering after catching the clown prince of polyester trying to cheapshot him with the racket. Cornette waddles into the ring and runs right into a clothesline by referee Charles Robinson! COLE Oh, yeah! Charles in charge. COACH What was that for? The referee isn't supposed to get physically involved with the competitors. As Logan kicks Cornette out of the ring, Hustler Ned nails him with a knee to the spine of the back. Blanchard pumpels Logan against the ropes with right hands. The crowd goes NUCLEAR as Logan and Ned trade blows. Unable to fend off the onslaught from Logan, the Handsome Hustler drives the knee into the mid-section and whips Mann to the ropes, presumably to buy himself some time. The plan backfires as Logan comes off the ropes with a full head of steam and knocks Blanchard off his feet with an running elbow right between the eyes. Logan follows Ned out of the ring and rams him into the guardrail, shouting: "Bleed, motherfucker!" COLE We apologize for that, ladies and gentlemen. COACH First admendment, son. And for the record, Logan is the motherfu-- Ned swings around the ringpost and into the ring, shaking off the cobwebs. He quickly tags out in favor of Marcellus "One-Eye" Wallace. One-Eye doesn't waste any time going to work, catching Logan coming back in with a boot to the head. He chops Logan down like a big oak tree with double-axehandle smashes. Not even bothering with any wrestling moves. A scoope slam and many elbows later, Mann is brought back to his feet and nailed with a couple of hard rights before being sent to the ropes. He ducks a back elbow but gets caught on the rebound attempting a cross bodyblock. Marcellus looks to powerslam Logan, but Synth comes in and dropkicks Logan down onto One-Eye. ONE... TW-- KICKOUT! COLE Oh, Synth almost had him. To reinerate, fans, unlike this past Thursday night, this 8-man tag is single-elimination. CABOOSE In other words, you must defeat all 4 members of the opposing team. COLE Exactly. An elimination occurs via pinfall, submission, countout or disqualification. Tag made by the Heavenly Rockers. COACH See? The Heavenly Rockers and the Sooner Bruisers don't like each other. Notice how Logan tagged Synth and not one of the Sooners. COLE You're reaching, Coach. Synth is slingshotted into the ring by Logan, and wipes out Marcellus with a clothesline. That twice broken right arm, though colorfully bandage, showing no ill effects. Synth covers but One-Eye shoves him off at two. Marcellus rushes to his feet and viciously clotheslines the Synthmeister. He stomps the head before reaching down and picking up the Synthmeister. Face-first into the top turnbuckle goes Synth. One-Eye keeps Synth trapped in the corner, driving the point of the elbow into the side of the face, and tagging out. Enters Simon, who... * CHOP * "WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" * CHOP * "WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" * CHOP * "WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Simon grins arrogantly as he forces Charles Robinson to push him away after not allowing Synth time to get out of the corner. He grins because Ned and the SCM triple-team Synth in the background, unbeknownst to the referee who is still having words for Simon. Ned chokes Synth with the tag rope, while the SCM step in and work over the mid-section with a fury of rights and lefts. Logan and the Sooner Bruisers pleas to get the referee to turn around fall on deaf ears. Logan takes matters into his own hands. He decks Sarcastic Simon with a left and leaps into the corner of J.C.E., looking for a piece of Ned, who jumps off the apron and stutter-struts away, taunting Mann. The referee gets Logan out of the ring. Simon suplexes Synth out of the corner and follows it up with a double-stomp to the stomach. He lifts Synth's head off the mat and laughs in his face, then SLAPS him. Simon kicks Synth in the face before perching himself on the top rope. Simon points toward the Rock 'n' Wrestling corner and flips them off. But they get the last laugh, as Simon jumps down from the top and eats a face full of boots! COLE Singleton paid for that one. I believe he was attempting a top rope double-stomp, which surely would of knocked the air out of Synth and gotten him eliminated, but he spent too much time taunting and it came back to haunt him. CABOOSE It's vital for J.C.E. to prevent Synth from making the tag. They have him down, and aren't far off from having him out. Cornette should send a man in to drag Synth closer to their corner. Simon remains on his back, clutching his jaw and kicking his legs. Synth rolls across the ring and makes the tag...to the Man of Tomorrow, Frank Frankensteiner. COLE Uh-oh. Things about to get worse before they get better for Singleton. Frank picks Simon up by his curly golden brown hair and plants him into the canvas with a belly-to-belly suplex for two. He brings Simon back up and shoots him off to the ropes, pressing Singleton into the air and throwing him onto Ned as the Handsome Hustler steps in to assist his partner. The ripped muscle-man drops to his knees and flexes both biceps. Frank cockily smiles as the crowd erupts, thinking the cheers are for him when it's for Logan Mann, who zooms past the Man of Tomorrow and pounces on his hated rival Ned Blanchard, drilling his fist into the handsome face of the Handsome Hustler. Ned doing his best to cover up. COACH Look at the intensity in Logan's eyes. I've never seen that look in him before. The man has snapped. COLE Wouldn't you, too, if the person you deeply cared about was brutally assaulted? I know I would. COACH There's plenty of other broads out there. Ned's teammates enter and trigger another pier-six brawl as they all go after Logan. With the referee focused on restoring order, he doesn't see Shyanne grab Logan's afro and pull him out of the ring. Logan points at Shyanne and calls her a bitch. No love lost here, for the woman who piledrove his girl 3 times. Logan cocks his fist. Shyanne shields herself behind the ringpost. Ringside fans scream at Logan to turn around. He does just in the nick of time to grab the TENNIS RACKET out of the hands of Jim Cornette. Cornette cowers in fear as Logan approaches. But Mann is hit from behind with a knee from Ned that sends him running into the ringpost. Inside the ring, the heels gain the upper hand with triple eye rakes. Synth and the Sooners reverse a trio of Irish whips and deliver triple OVERHEAD BELLY-TO-BELLY SUPLEXES! As the heels get back on their feet, the faces clothesline them over the top rope! Ned sneaks back into the ring and rolls Frank up with a school boy! COLE Ned isn't the legal man! COACH (giggly) Human error. Human error! ONE... TWO... TH-- KICKOUT! Blanchard puts his martial arts background to good use, nailing Frank square in the jaw with a sidekick. He tags Vincent Santana, who hits a big legdrop before going for the cover which is good enough for a two. Santana backs the big man in the ropes and rocks him with closed fists. He fires the Man of Tomorrow off to the ropes and takes him off his feet with a diving shoulderblock. Vincent goes for the quick cover. Frank again kicking out at two. Santana follows Frank in with a clothesline after sending him to the corner. He attempts to do the same a second time, but Frank puts up the boot! Frank sprints over to his corner and tags in his younger brother, the "Pyscho Gremlin" Frankie Frankensteiner. Frankie makes an immediate impact, hitting Santana with the TOP ROPE BULLDOG! ONE... TWO... TH-- NO! Marcellus breaks up the pin. Frankie brings Vincent to the face side of the ring and exposes Santana's ribs for Synth, who accepts the tag and kicks Vincent in the ribcage. Following a bodyslam, Synth goes up to the middle turnbuckle and misses an elbow drop. Synth immediately clutches his right arm, prompting Jim Cornette to scream at Vincent to target it. Santana does just that, stomping on the arm before applying an armbar and taking Synth over to the heel corner. After a tag, Simon comes off the top with a double-axehandle to the arm. Full armdrag and twist into a single-arm DDT by Simon, who quickly clamps on a hammerlock. COACH I've been told Simon refers to his single-arm DDT as Divorce Court. It's painful and nasty, as Synth just found out. COLE Synth's in real big trouble here. The team of the New New Midnight Express and South Central Militia now beginning to target the arm, an arm that has been broken on two occasions. I fear we're moments away from that happening a third time if Synth isn't able to make a tag. Singleton repeatedly drives the knee into the locked arm, tightening his grip on the hold afterwards. Chants of "SYNTH" get the Synthmeister going as he sits up and gets back to a vertical base, delivering an back elbow to the side of Simon's head to free himself. Synth hits the ropes and leaps over Simon as he drops down, but is kicked in the back of the head on the rebound by Ned. Simon capitalizes with a hammerlock slam. A simplistic and effective maneuver. Blanchard accepts Simon's tag and stomps Synth in the sternum befoe ramming him into the turnbuckle. He grabs Synth's bad arm and slams it on the top turnbuckle, then wraps it around the top rope and tugs down on it. Ned only lets go after the referee begins administering the count to break or face disqualification. Ned tries slamming the arm on the turnbuckle again, but Synth blocks it by putting his left hand on the top rope and nailing Ned in the gut with a back elbow. Synth grimaces and grabs his right arm, his knees buckling. The impact of the blow shooting up the bad arm. Ned exploits the opening by going for a hammerlock slam, but Synth slaps him with the palm of his left hand on the way up and sets Blanchard up for the DDT a.k.a. Percussion. Ned quickly counters with a double-leg takedown. He sets his feet under Synth's shoulderblades and CATAPULTS him into the corner, but Synth lands safely on the middle rope and leaps back, executing a perfect CROSS BODYBLOCK. However, Synth is unable to make the cover as he comes down on his right elbow, the concussion of the impact reverberating throughout his right arm. Ned calls Simon in, and the two proceed to whip Synth to the ropes and nail him with a double back elbow to the chest. Blanchard baits Logan into the ring by slapping him, buying his team time to put the boots to Synth. Jim Cornette and Shyanne watch proudly from the outside. COLE Damnit! The Midnights and SCM quadruple-teaming Synth behind the ref's back. Oh, yeah, Jim Cornette and Shyanne really loving this. What scum they are. After the damaging has been done, Simon and the SCM casually return to the apron and act like nothing happened. Ned makes the exchange to Vincent Santana. Vincent shocks the wrestling world by applying an ARMBAR~! Synth reminds everybody he knows a thing or two about wrestling, taking Vincent over with an armdrag. CABOOSE Not quite Ricky Steamboat, but it worked. COACH If the world comes to an end tonight, I won't be surprised. Vincent and Synth using wrestling moves. Wrestling moves! COLE It sure did, Caboose. And I'm sure the South Central Militia haven't forgotten about what happened this past Thursday night on Thanksgiving HeldDOWN~! when they were eliminated by the Heavenly Rockers from the 10 team elimination tag match. COACH It was a fluke pin that would make the Sk8ter Boiz blush. The SCM were at a disavantage. COLE Their team had the advantage! COACH They didn't know much about their teammates besides the New New Midnight Express. But the Heavenly Rockers didn't celebrate for long, they got eliminated shortly thereafter. COLE Thanks to outside interference by the South Central Militia. COACH If you say so. Synth comes at Vincent with a surge of engery, chopping Santana with his left hand. Santana puts an end to the rally with a knee to the mid-section, followed by a big forearm shot. He backs Synth up with kicks to the gut, then whips him across the ring as he hits the ropes himself. Vincent goes for his running forearm smash, but Synth rolls through and makes the tag to Logan, just as Vincent does the same...tagging NED! "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAHHHHHHH!" COLE Here we go! The encounter we've all been waiting months for. Logan and Ned, officially one on one. Or so we think. Ned immediately tags out after seeing Logan tag in, letting Simon do his dirty work. But it's not Simon who gets to Logan first; it's Marcellus Wallace. One-Eye is brought down with a running axehandle smash to the face. Logan goes up to the top and connects with a missle dropkick. Mann peaks over at the heel corner, checking Blanchard's whereabouts, and sees the Handsome Hustler conferring with Jim Cornette on the outside. Vincent Santana tries blindsiding Mann, but is caught charging in with a kick to the mid-section and then taken over with a hiptoss. Simon accomplishes what the SCM couldn't: stop Mann. A clothesline and many knife-edge chops later, Simon whips Logan to the ropes. Mann ducks under Singleton's clothesline and uses the middle rope as a springboard to nail Simon with a leg lariat. Synth joins Logan in the ring, and the two nail Singleton with a double dropkick. They quickly bring Simon back to his feet and fire him to the ropes. Double spinning back elbows. Logan sends the fans, especially the females, into a FRENZY by hurling his arch rival into the ring. Logan mounts on top of Ned and wails away. COACH If Logan doesn't watch it, he's gonna get himself disqualified. And I for one can't wait to see the reaction of the Sooner Bruisers when that happens. They hate it each other. I know it. I just know it. COLE Logan couldn't give a damn about getting disqualified, he just wants some of Ned. CABOOSE You can argue the case for both men. If you're Logan, you want a piece of Ned. If you're Frank, you want your team to win. The last thing you want to see happen is your co-captain get disqualified because he lost his cool. COACH You're right about one thing, 'Boosey: Everybody wants a piece of Ned. Hell, if I were a chick I'd want Ned myself. Of course I'd probably wake up sore in the morning, but that's the price to pay for a night with the Handsome Hustler. Still wailing away on Ned, Logan notices a figure leap from the apron. He looks up and sees Sarcastic Simon coming off the top with a springboard clothesline. The females in attendence shriek in horror as the Midnights stomp Mann in the chest. Ned exits the ring at the order of Charles Robinson, then is legally tagged in. The crowd is vicious towards Blanchard as he steps back in the ring with a shit-eating grin on his face. He shoves Mann in the corner and punishes him with an array of martial arts blows. Ned runs up the turnbuckles and kicks Logan with the toe of the boot in the right temple. Blanchard brings Logan back to the center of the ring in a front facelock. He SPITS toward the corner of the Heavenly Rockers and Sooner Bruisers before lifting Mann up in the air. With Logan high up, Ned circles around the, flaunting his power, then drops Mann's legs down on the top rope and falls back with him. SLINGSHOT SUPLEX! COACH Turn off the lights, the party's over. COLE Damnit! Our first elimination coming up. Blanchard with the arrogant cover. Leaned up against Mann, Ned hooks the near leg and symbolically raises a finger after each count. ONE... TWO... THREE-- NO, KICKOUT! "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAHHHHHHH!" COACH What?! COLE Logan kicked out! Logan kicked out! Logan kicked out! Hell, yeah! CABOOSE Logan isn't out of trouble yet. As somebody who's competed in that very ring many-a times, your adrenaline can be the best and worst thing to happen to you. It'll carry you though tough times or give you that extra surge you need, other times it will deflat you once it's gone. We're gonna see how tough Logan is. Does he have the will, the hunger that would turn an average wrestler into a clutch performer? Ned's expression, one of utter disbelief, says it all. His corner tells him to keep the pressure on. And Blanchard does just that, tossing Mann back into the corner and driving the shoulder into the mid-section of his foe. Ned measures Logan and connects with a right jab, then a left, then hammers him with a right. Ned whips Logan to the corner across the ring and looks to tag, but changes his mind and decides to charge in. Blanchard's pause turns out to bite him, as Logan runs up the turnbuckles and backflips off the top rope, landing behind the Handsome Hustler. A clearly exhausted Mann quickly spins Ned around and spikes Blanchard into the canvas with the DDT. PERCUSSION! "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAHHHHHHH!" COACH Where the hell did Logan find the energy to hit Percussion? I can't believe it. COLE Neither can I. Both men are down. Both breathing heavily. If Logan can just turn over and drape an arm across Ned, he'll get the elimination. Likewise for Ned. That DDT took everything out of him. CABOOSE I think it's too late to go for the pin. Logan should try and tag out. That's what I would do in this situation. Tag in a fresh man. All of this is the result of Ned's hesitation. After he sent Logan across the ring, I'm sure he knew he made a mistake. Yes, he was going to make a tag, but in that situation where you have everything under control, you can't leave your opponent in an open area. Logan uses the ropes to drag himself to his corner, all his teammates reaching over with their hands out. Both Ned and Logan inches from making tags. They both tag out at the same time. Synth and One-Eye meet head-on and exchange fire. The Sooners pump their fists in the air, getting the crowd rowdier. One-Eye kicks Synth in the gut and calls for Vinny. Synth is whipped to the ropes. He avoids a double clothesline and nails the SCM on the rebound with a dropkick. An exchange is made, and the Pyscho Gremlin takes out the SCM with a Soonerline. Frankie gets a two count out of a belly-to-belly suplex, after Santana breaks up the pin with a knee to the head. The SCM threw Frankie out of the ring, and do the same to Frank who comes in to help his younger brother. Marcellus and Vincent taunt the Heavenly Rockers, while the Sooner Bruisers step back on the apron and climb up the turnbuckle behind the SCM. Synth and Logan tell them to turn around. DOUBLE TOP ROPE SOONERLINE! The crowd HOWL in unison as Frankie runs around in celebration. All that wasted time causes him to get only a one count. Frankie goes to tag in big brother, but Synth reaches over and takes the tag instead. Puzzled, Frank watches as Synth returns to action and hits One-Eye with a hangman's neckbreaker. ONE... TWO... NO! Logan re-enters for a bit of double-teaming. The Heavenly Rockers whip Marcellus to the ropes and toss him high in the air with a double backdrop, then a bodyslam near the corner. Synth flies off the middle turnbuckle and connects with a legdrop, earning a nearfall. The Synthmeister scoopes Wallace up and fires him off to the ropes. Blind tag made, Sarcastic Simon now the legal man. Synth takes One-Eye over with a hiptoss, and when he turns around, he's taken down with a SLINGSHOT CROSSBODY -- but Synth rolls through! ONE... TWO... THREE-- NO! Simon gets the shoulder off the mat just in the nick of time. Singleton rakes the eyes. Full armdrag and twist, then a knee to the gut. Simon drapes the leg over Synth's neck, looking for the rocker dropper, but Synth flips Simon in the air. He misses the clothesline but connects with another varation of the neckbreaker, getting another nearfall. Frank calls for a tag, but with all the noise in the arena Synth can't hear him. Irish whip. And Simon makes Synth pay for setting too soon, kicking him in the shoulder and connecting with a beautiful standing dropkick. Tag made to Vincent Santana. But it's both of the SCM who come in. One-Eye ignores Charles Robinson's call to exit the ring. Synth sent into the ropes. The SCM lift him off the mat and look to HOTSHOT him on the top rope, but they overshoot the rope and end up dropping Synth over the top, his right shoulder striking the ring apron on the way down to the arena floor. The crowd groans. COACH, COLE & CABOOSE DAYUM~! COACH That's gangsta, baby boy. COLE Synth may be hurt badly. CABOOSE That's an understatement. Vincent distracts the referee as the Midnights front facelock Synth on the apron for Jim Cornette to hammer over the back with the racket! Simon and Ned grab Synth's right arm and SLAM it down on the RING STEPS. Shyanne and Cornette get in a few kicks before being ran off by Logan. COACH It's a dog-eat-dog world, M.C. If the Heavenly Rockers just would of let James E. guide their careers instead of letting that gold digging witch Holly-Wood get in their ears. And that's what it's all about, really -- money. Holly knew she could use her assets to intice the Heavenly Rockers. That stuff wouldn't work with James E. He's a businessman thick and through. COLE We all know that's a lie. It was Cornette who wanted the Heavenly Rockers piece of the pie. He even got them to turn against Holly for a brief period of time. Charles Robinson escorts an irate Logan back to the corner, allowing Marcellus to hold Synth up for his little sister, the foxiest honey in South Central L.A., Shyanne, to SLAP before tossing the Synthmeister back into the ring. Vincent drags Synth to the center of the ring and clamps on an old school special, the ever dangerous...ARMBAR! Synth screams in agonizing pain as Santana pulls back on the arm. Logan steps on the bottom rope and pounds the top turnbuckle, with the Sooners clapping, to get the crowd behind Synth. The fans immediately respond to Logan and the Sooners call to duty, clapping and stomping their feet in unison. "LET'S GO SYNTH!" *clapclap*clapclapclap* "LET'S GO SYNTH!" *clapclap*clapclapclap* "LET'S GO SYNTH!" *clapclap*clapclapclap* The overwhelming support of the crowd get the juices flowing for Synth as he crawls inch by inch toward the ropes. Cornette and Shyanne pull the bottom rope back as Synth nears, drawing the ire of the referee. But it does its job, buying Santana enough time to bring Synth back to the center of the ring. Logan again leads the crowd in cheers for Synth. Grimacing, the right side of his face pressed against the mat, Synth gingerly taps the toe of his boot on the canvas, the adrenaline once again beginning to flow through his body. COLE Synth pounds the mat with his left fist, causing camp Cornette to say he's tapping out, but it's Synth's message to the fans to let them know he isn't going to quit. He's gonna make it to that rope, damnit. He knows it, his corner knows it, and the fans know it. The sweat running down his face Synth finally makes it to the ropes. But Vincent doesn't letting go. He wants to milk that 5 count. Charles Robinson reaches 4 before breaking the count and giving Santana one final chace to let go. He won't, so the count resumes. ONE... TWO... THREE... FOUR... "I'm telling you, Vincent -- break it. Now!" ONE... TWO... THREE... Santana lets go of the hold, not because of the threat of disqualification, but due to a left hand from Logan! Mann unleashes a fury of kicks to the sternum. Another brawl erupts, as do the fans, as Marcellus comes in and dukes it out with Logan. Logan is able to hold his own for quite a while until Vincent returns to the picture and lands a LOW BLOW. The SCM hammer Logan across the back with double-axehandle smashes. Santana takes on his steel-toe boot and clobbers Logan across the back with it. 2 on 1 attack until Synth dives on top of Vincent and all hell breaks loose. Charles Robinson frantically tries restoring order and gets shoved on his ass multipule times. Synth grabs Vincent's boot and hits him upside the head, sending him fall through the ropes onto the ramp. The Heavenly Rockers then clothesline One-Eye out of the ring. Charles finally has enough and calls for the bell. * DING DING DING DING * "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" COLE What a minute. What's going on here? COACH I think the Heavenly Rockers have been disqualified! Officials from the back storm the ring and separate both teams as the brawl has spilled onto the rampway. Terry Taylor and other agents escort the SCM and Shyanne backstage. Charles confers with Michael Buffer. The Heavenly Rockers re-enter the ring to find out what's going on. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the referee has disqualified BOTH teams. The Heavenly Rockers and South Central Militia have been eliminated! "BULL-SHIT!" "BULL-SHIT!" "BULL-SHIT!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Eliminated: The Heavenly Rockers & South Central Militia By: Double Disqualification ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ As if it weren't chaotic enough, Frank Frankensteiner gets in the face of the Heavenly Rockers and gives them a tongue-lashing for getting disqualified. Synth and Logan don't appreciate the confrontational approach of the Man of Tomorrow and get back up in his face. The crowd watches intently, waiting for a possible explosion between the two teams. COACH Jesse was right, these guys don't like each other. Oh, this is great, fellas. The Sooner Bruisers and Heavenly Rockers are gonna implode right in front of us. COLE Now, let's not read into this too much. The Heavenly Rockers and South Central Militia have both been eliminated. It's now down to the New New Midnight Express and Sooner Bruisers. COACH Just like you to make excuses for the guys you like, Mikey. COLE I'm not making any excuses. Frankie plays peacemaker and gets big brother and the Heavenly Rockers to call a truce. They all shake hands and pat each other on the chest to the liking of the fans. Cameras pick up Logan telling the Sooners to "go in there and kick some ass!" High fives all around. The New New Midnight Express put an end to the showing of respect, jumping the Sooners from behind on the ramp. The Midnights shove Frankie off the ramp and down below to the guardrail throat-first. They've decided to concentrate on eliminating the Sooner Bruiser they perceived to be the biggest threat in the Man of Tomorrow. The Midnights toss Frank over the top rope. Frank's body bouncing up like a ball off a wall after crashing down onto the canvas. Frank crawls on his hands and knees to get away from the NNMX, but gets drilled with a TOP ROPE KNEE DROP to the back of the neck! Simon rolls him over and makes the cover. ONE... TWO... TH-- Frank kicks out. Outside, Frankie remains down. Back in the ring, Simon hangs Frank throat-first on the top rope and tags Ned in, who hits the far side and leaps off Simon's shoulders and onto the lower back of the Big Bad Rebooty Daddy. Classic Midnight Express. Ned measures Frank and drives the knee into the sternum. He picks the former OU standout up and spikes him into the canvas with a PILEDRIVER! ONE... TWO... TH-- Frank just gets the shoulder up! Lying prone in the center of the ring, his brother just now beginning to make it back to their corner, Frank is helpless as Sarcastic Simon connects with a GUILIOTINE LEGDROP off the top following the tag. The Midnights and Cornette begin celebrating. ONE... TWO... THREE-- NO! COLE The New New Midnight Express and Jim Cornette began celebrating prematurely. There's still a lot of fight left in that big ox from Oklahoma. COACH First, I thought it was over after the piledriver. Then I remembered the Sooner Bruisers have nothing left in their heads to hurt. But I thought for sure Frank was done here. He kicked out of two moves that would put a normal man away. COLE That's why the call him the "Man of Tomorrow." Frank rammed head-first into the boot of the Handsome Hustler in the corner. Tag made, and the Midnights hit the DOUBLE FLAPJACK on the big man from Oklahoma. Then Ned knocks Frankie off the apron with a right hand after the Pyscho Gremlin had just made it back up. Lateral press, Ned doing what he was taught in wrestling school, hooking the leg but still only getting a two count. He lifts Frank up in a sidewalk slam grip and tags Simon. Blanchard with the backbreaker near the corner as Simon hits the TOP ROPE FLYING ELBOW! ONE... TWO... THR-- KICKOUT! Simon looks to land another cheapshot to Frankie, but the Pyscho Gremlin is ready for it and HEADBUTTS Singleton across the ring! The crowd howls as Frankie cheers his brother on from the ring apron. Frank and Simon get up around the same time, both a bit dazed, but it is the Man of Tomorrow who lands the big blow, nailing Singleton with a HALF-NELSON SUPLEX as Simon bumps into him! COLE How much does Frank have left to make the tag? Now's the time to make the tag, Frank. Come on! You're just feet away. Ned stomps Frank mid-ring, grabbing the left leg and bringing the big guy up to his feet. Frank hops on one leg and is the subject of verbal abuse from Blanchard, who slaps him repeatedly. Frank responds with an ENZURIGI that flips Ned over and pops the crowd huge! COACH Did you see that?! CABOOSE I did and I still can't believe. COLE Wow! That's no cruiserweight, ladies and gentlemen. That's a near 280 pound man. Incredible athletism. Frank crawls over to his corner and makes the tag! Here comes Frankie, acting every bit of his "Pyscho Gremlin" moniker. He whallops Simon with a Soonerline, and Ned with an Oklahoma right. Scoope slam on Singleton. Frankie ducks a right from Ned and nails him with an inverted suplex, followed by a Soonerline. He slams Simon again, then takes him over with a well-executed belly-to-belly suplex. ONE... TWO... THREE-- NO! Ned breaks up the pin with a double-axehandle. Blanchard clubbers Frankie with forearm shots to the back. He and Simon whip the Pyscho Gremlin to the ropes. Frankie avoids a double clothesline, hits the ropes hard at the other end on the rebound, picking up a tremendous amount of steam, and levels both Midnights with a Soonerline! Frank comes back into the picture, hoisting Simon up on his shoulders like a toddler as Frankie ascends to the top. Ned grabs the attention of the referee by faking an leg injury, allowing Jim Cornette to shove Frankie off the top and down onto the canvas. Frank immediately knows something is up and puts Simon down. Which suddenly sparks a miraculous recovery by the Handsome Hustler who clotheslines Frank as Simon surprises him with a legsweep. DOUBLE GOOZLE! Double-team suplex by the Midnights. Ned waits in the corner as Simon climbs to the top. ROCKET LAUNCHER coming up. But Frankie moves out of the way and Simon splashes nothing but canvas! Ned charges toward Frankie, who ducks a clothesline and hammers Blanchard with closed fists. He sets to fire Ned to the ropes, but Blanchard reverses. * BOOM * Sounding like a gunshot went off in the arena, Frankie stumbles into the arms of the Handsome Hustler after being blasted from behind by Jim Cornette and the tennis racket. Perched on the top rope is Simon. He waits for Ned to get Frankie in position for the VEGOMATIC. Blanchard leans down with the bearhug, exposing the torso of Frankie. The Midnights find out payback is a bitch, as Frank shoves Simon off the top and onto Ned with a cross bodyblock. Frank clotheslines Ned over the top rope to the arena floor. Simon tries for a quick dropkick, but Frankie swats him away like a fly and SLINGSHOTS him into the corner where Simon hits his head on the RINGPOST. Simon staggers back towards the center of the ring. Frankie hits the near side and send Simon rotating in the air 360 degrees with a nasty SOONERLINE! ONE... TWO... THREE! COACH They're down to a man! COLE It's Blanchard versus both Sooner Bruisers. The only way this could be better if it were against both Heavenly Rockers. * DING DING DING DING * "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAHHHHHHH!" BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, Sarcastic Simon has been ELMINIATED! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Eliminated: Sarcastic Simon By: Pinfall; Frankie Frankensteiner ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Jim Cornette is going ballistic outside the ring, sobbing as Sarcastic Simon is lead away backstage. Ned pulls Frank out of the ring and rams him into the ringpost, while Jim Cornette jumps on the apron and distracts Frankie. COLE Again that loudmouth interjects himself. He should be ejected. COACH Hey, just like friends don't let friends drive drunk; friends don't let friends wrestle in a confused state. COLE And you talk about me making excuses. Huh. Knowing it's all or nothing, Ned seemingly goes through every offensive play in his playbook. He nails Frank with a running sledgehammer to the back of the neck. He throws Frankie down and connects with a leaping knee drop for two. Ned earns half a dozen nearfalls in the span of two minutes with everything from a small package to a sunset flip. COLE The frustration quickly setting in for the Handsome Hustler. COACH Of course it's setting in, M.C. He's got to beat both Sooners to be the sole survivor! COLE Cornette telling Ned to "go for it all." He and Blanchard both know to have any shot at winning this match, he has to eliminate one of the Sooner Bruisers quickly. The long the match goes it favors the Sooner Bruisers because they can tag in and out at all. Blanchard with a front facelock on Frank, the prelude to the SLINGSHOT SUPLEX. He hits-- NO! Frank floats over and drives Ned into the ropes, rolling back down with him! ONE... TWO... THREE-- NO! Ned kicks out, sending Frank running into the top turnbuckle. Unfortunately for Ned, Frankie hit the turnbuckle in his corner. The crowd roars as Frank tags himself in. Ned begs for mercy. But Frank isn't having none of that. He flexes the biceps, as if he's saying, "I'm fresh as a daisy, bitch." Ned turns his back away from Frank and tries sucker punching him, but Frank blocks the right and rocks Blanchard with some of his own. He whips the hustler to the ropes. TILT-A-WHIRL SLAM! He brings Blanchard up to his feet and clubbers him across the back with a forearm shot before double underhooking the arms. DOUBLE UNDERHOOK POWERBOMB! COACH Oh, no. You know what's next. COLE I and everyone in this arena does. Frank signals for the Frankensteiner. Cornette frantically waves for somebody in the back. The crowd boos as Shyanne, the valet of the South Central Militia, returns to ringside. She steps on the apron and grabs the attention of the referee. Frank goes over, wanting to get Shyanne down his own way, but Charles Robinson warns him to stay back. Nervous murmering fills the air as Ned nails Frankie with a LOW BLOW and holds him up for Jim Cornette, who produces a bag out of his polyester jacket. Frank breaks free from Ned as Cornette throws a handful of POWDER into the Handsome Hustler's eyes! Frank decks Cornette with a right and picks up the tennis racket. Ned staggers around, rubbing his eyes, and walks into a big forehand shot! COACH He hit him with the racket! That's a disqualification! ONE... TWO... THREE! * DING DING DING DING * ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Eliminated: Hustler Ned By: Pinfall; Frank Frankensteiner Sole Survivors: The Sooner Bruisers ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Frank raises his arms in victory and gets mobbed by his younger brother. Shyanne drags Ned out of the ring and helps Jim Cornette up. The Heavenly Rockers come out from the back to congratulate their teammates as "Frankenstein" blares in the background. They hold the Sooners arms up as Michael Buffer announces the winners. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, here are your sole survivors: The SOONER BRUUUUUISERRRSSSSS! COLE A tremendous victory for the Sooner Bruisers. COACH The hell with the Sooner Bruisers. What about Ned? He put up a helluva fight. COLE I won't deny that. Ned gave it everything he had, but in the end it was too little. Hell of an opener guys, and more to come, here on OAOAST November Reign! *We fade to a shot of a lone figure standing in the squared circle* V.O He was one of the most charismatic stars in OAOAST history... A legend amongst mortals... Larger than life... But his demons, a crappy gimmick, and a will to win drove him to higher places... This is his story. OAOAST Presents... Jay Richards: CRAZY VAMPIRE~! In stores now. Edited November 28, 2005 by Nice Guy Adam Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Adam 0 Report post Posted November 28, 2005 COLE It's now time for what should be quite the bout, as most of the entire women's division will now compete in the Torneo Cibernetica. COACH We were supposed to get a preview of the match last week on HeldDOWN~!, but Pantera Combatienta basically went nuts in the middle of the bout and beat the living tar out of El Chica Generico, then in the ultimate show of disrespect, unmasked her in mid-ring and left the building. COLE Pantera then took a trip with her lawyers and translators to OAOAST Headquarters the next day and demanded that her team for the Cibernetica be drawn right there on the spot, or she would walk from the match. They were heavy-handed into doing so. Pantera then arranged for her entire team to be flown down to Mexico to work out at her training school all week, in preparation to this bout. Sometime during the week, Pantera Combatienta released a statement to Box y Lucha Magazine, stating that she feels justified in embarrassing Generico worldwide with the removal of her mask on HeldDOWN~!, and that she hopes that the "comedy act" never can return to shame lucha libre again. COACH In a move of either absolute stupidity, or absolute cockiness, Team 1 did release their batting order on Friday night. The teams go as follows: Jenny Adams The Cannon Kidd Confusia Ashley Street Pantera Combatienta Constance COLE Without much of a veteran force on their team to tell them otherwise, Team Two followed their lead and released their batting order within minutes... "Floggin'" Molly Matthews Brodie Lewis The Benefactor Julie "The Shark" Sharcor El Chica Generico Valerie COACH Looking at the line-ups, if everything stays in order for at least a little while, we could have some interesting battles here. Cannon Kidd, returning from a brutal neck and head injury at the hands of Brodie Lewis, is lined right up with her in the batting orders. The seemingly indestructable monster Julie Sharcor is lined up with the current OAOAST Women's Champion, Ashley Street, who's definately the stiffest competition that "The Shark" has been faced with yet! (Generic Spanish stock music brings out Team One, with Pantera Combatienta leading the way. Ashley, Jenny, and the Kidd walk together to the ring, with Confusia and Constance straggling to bring up the rear.) COLE Looking at the bottom parts of these line-ups, you can see that the two luchadores of the contest, Generico and Pantera, are lined up against one another, as well as a possible meeting of the Minnesota Angels tag team, as Valerie and Constance could meet up right off the beginning. (Team Two then comes out, to the sounds of "Ole!" by the Bouncing Souls. El Chica Generico, wearing a new replica of her mask, & "Floggin'" Molly Matthews lead the team out, as Generico's entire team have to hold Generico back the entire way down the ramp from trying to get at Pantera Combatienta for what she did to her on HeldDOWN~! ten days ago!) COACH There's definately heat between the two masked superstars! COLE Before the match begins, let's go over the rules one more time... - Each team must decide a "batting order" in which they must tag in by. +For instance, #1 can only tag out to #2, #2 can only tag out to #3, etc. (for instance, Jenny Adams can only tag out to Cannon Kidd, Kidd to Confusia, etc.) +If a person is eliminated, their spot in the batting order is consolidated (ex.: if Cannon Kidd is eliminated, Adams can now only tag Confusia.) - You can be eliminated via pinfall, submission, or disqualification* *DQ = any regular American DQ, plus any form of piledriver being used is illegal - A physical tag AND simply leaving the ring will BOTH count as tag-outs - If one team is completely eliminated and the other team has more than one team member left, the team members must then wrestle amongst themselves, tagging out in batting order, until one is left standing. - There can only be ONE winner to this match - The winner will receive an OAOAST World Women's Title shot at anytime before December 31, 2005. If Ashley Street wins, she doesn't have to defend her belt at all until the beginning of 2006! COACH It looks like our bout is about ready to begin, let's go to the ring! Jenny Adams and "Floggin'" Molly Matthews step into the ring and shake hands, as Brodie Lewis and the Cannon Kidd climb to their respective corners, and the other combatants stay at ringside, looking on from the apron. ::BELL RINGS:: Molly and Jenny circle around mid-ring, trying to size one another up. They then quickly go into a Greco-Roman knucklelock. Molly overpowers Jenny briefly, then switches her grip to apply a hold known in Mexico as "handcuffs", which is a double wristlock out in front of the opponent. Molly then drops the left arm and goes into a single-arm wristlock to apply more pressure on one central area. That only gives Jenny the opportunity to roll forward and un-twist her arm, then leap onto Molly's shoulders in an electric chair position. Jenny rolls forward with a victory roll, which she transitions right into a side headscissors on the mat. Molly gets to a front position, with her feet and rear pointing away from Jenny, then wraps her arms around Jenny's calves and turns on her back, rolling Jenny on her stomach. Molly quickly turns over again, pulling her head out in the process. Molly then rolls through to a jackknife pin... ONE! Jenny bridges up quickly, with her arms wrapped around Molly's stomach, and twists to a backslide attempt..but Molly pushes off of the mat with her feet and rolls over Jenny's back, then grabs both of her hands and brings her over with an armdrag! Both competitors come up, and Molly runs into an armdrag from Jenny! Both competitors are back up, and Jenny charges at Molly...bi paso by Molly, Jenny comes off of the ropes, goes for a flying headscissors, but Molly drops her back in a standing position to block the hold. Molly jumps up, but Jenny ducks her standing enziguri attempt, then walks forward, looking to go for a cradle move. However, Molly crawls backwards and away from Jenny. Adams turns around after stumbling over her own feet, as Molly is back on her own feet. Jenny runs forward and leaps up onto Molly, going for a hurricanrana. But, Molly tosses her off, with Jenny landing on her feet in front of Molly. Jenny brings Molly over with a Japanese armdrag, then rolls backwards into an armbar. Adams scoots her legs over to hook Molly's far arm behind her, then brings her over with an inverted crucifix... ONE! TWO! Kickout! Both competitors come to their feet, and are at a stand-off! The majority of the crowd stand up and pay respect to the fast-paced action! COLE What an opening minute to this bout! Adams and Matthews shake hands in mid-ring and then both tag out at the same time. Brodie Lewis and the Cannon Kidd come in...and Kidd tackles Lewis out of her boots! COACH Cannon Kidd has had months to build her hatred towards Brodie, and it's all coming out now! Kidd straddles the resident barroom brawler of the division and lets loose with a series of rapid-fire punches to the face! Kidd continues with these punches, left after right, left after right! The referee has to step in and physically yank the Kidd off of Brodie! Kidd and the referee get into an argument as he tries and hold her back from Brodie, giving Brodie enough time to get up, sneak in from behind, and ROCK Kidd from behind with a rabbit punch! Brodie grabs Kidd and whips her off to the ropes. Cannon Kidd comes off of the ropes and gets knocked right down with a big chop! Brodie goes to work with repeated stomps to the Kidd's head. Lewis pulls Kidd up by the hair, and recklessly tosses her into a neutral corner. Brodie then stiffs her in the face with a hard boot. COLE Unfortunately, here's where the realism sets in...the Kidd's VERY inexperienced, and Brodie Lewis is one of the most ridiculously tough human beings alive. Lewis pulls Cannon Kidd up to her feet and chops her HARD on the chest. Brodie dukes her in the face with a punch, then whips her to the other neutral corner. Brodie charges and connects with a big spear in the corner. Cannon comes stumbling out of the corner, and gets punched in the back of the head by Brodie, a blow that sends her down. Brodie pulls a groggy Kidd up and DDT's her back down. Brodie gets up and hits a falling headbutt strike to Kidd's face. Brodie then blatantly grabs the Kidd by the throat and chokes her on the mat, as the referee starts a count... ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! Brodie breaks! Brodie yanks the Kidd up by the hair again, with her thumb practically buried in the Kidd's eye, then grabs her by the throat with both hands and tosses her into Team Two's corner. Brodie walks over there to get in offense...and the Benefactor tags herself in! COLE What an opportunist! The Benefactor snuck herself in when she knew that the opponent would be beaten down too severe to fight back. The Benefactor grabs at the Kidd, but the Kidd finds something within her to roll away, leap, and tag out to another masked competitor, Confusia! Confusia jumps over the top rope and goes completely nuts, running around in circles in the ring and yelling all sorts of gibberish, as The Benefactor looks on, confused. COACH Yeah...I don't get it either. Benefactor carefully positions herself, and as Confusia keeps running, she runs into a kitchen sink knee to the gut by the Benefactor! The Benefactor whips Confusia to the ropes, and Confusia runs into a back elbow on her way back. The Benefactor runs and comes off of the ropes, then hits a Scorpio-style flipping legdrop. The Benefactor slowly gets up, almost in a very cocky manner, and grabs Confusia's foot, then rolls her backwards to her feet...but Confusia shows that she was wise enough to play possum, as she hooks the Benefactor's arm and sends her over with an armdrag! The Benefactor rolls up to her feet and charges at Confusia, but gets sent off to the ropes with a bi paso (side-step), and runs right into a tilt-a-whirl gutbuster! Confusia fully stands up, and is in ripe position to hit a Russian legsweep! Confusia float back into a lateral press... ONE! TWO! Kickout! Confusia turns the Benefactor over into a grounded front facelock. Confusia packs on more pressure by somehow finding a way to do a headstand while continuing to crank on Benefactor's head and neck. Benefactor kicks her feet in pain, as the hold continues to punish her. Finally, The Benefactor is able to wiggle her head loose and slowly squeezes backwards out of the hold. Benefactor intelligently snaps her fingers away from herself, distracting the dim-witted Confusia long enough so that Benefactor can pop onto her feet and dropkick Confusia in the face, knocking her down! COACH That was quite clever... The Benefactor pulls Confusia up to her feet and sends her off with an Irish whip. Confusia comes off of the ropes, and rolls through a hiptoss attempt lucha-style. Confusia runs at Benefactor, but Benefactor sends Confusia off to the ropes with a bi paso of her own. Confusia leaps up the ropes instead of bounces off of them, and backflips over Benefactor as Benefactor charges at her. Benefactor bounces off of the ropes as Confusia lands on her feet, and Confusia hits a Japanese armdrag with a backflip! COLE Confusia gets right back in the game! Confusia chooses not to hold on for an armbar and gets up, as Benefactor rises to her feet in a dizzy daze. Benefactor goes for Confusia's leg, but Confusia spins around with her leg over Benefactor's bent body, then rolls herself over Benefactor and brings her over with a schoolgirl.. ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Benefactor immediately crawls away and tags out to Julie Sharcor, which leaves Confusia confused and causes her to tag out to Ashley Street. There's a buzz amongst the crowd, as "The Shark'" steps in to face her toughest opponent yet. Both competitors waste no time in sizing each other up, going right into an intense, almost sumo-like clinch/lock-up in mid-ring. Both wrestlers show off that they're very strong, but Street has no answer for Sharcor's size, as Julie ends up powering Ashley down to the mat with a judo-like legsweep. Shark goes into the guard position, but Street is savvy enough to grab Sharcor's knuckles to prevent any punching and maybe overpower her. Street then grabs a bodyscissors on Sharcor to maybe gain control. COACH Notice how, despite popular belief, being on the bottom half of a mount in a fight does not leave you defenseless. Street tightens her bodyscissors, leaving Sharcor with no other defense than to simply get up onto her feet, with Street still wrapped around her waist. Street grabs onto Julie's shoulders to try not to fall off, but Sharcor slams her down hard to the mat! Sharcor hooks Street's leg and turns her over into a half-crab, but Street is able to pull out and get to the ropes before Sharcor can fully apply it. Street re-adjusts her kneepad, as Sharcor basically stares a hole in Ashley. Street gets up, and the two competitors immediately collide in a big collar-and-elbow tie-up. Street is able to adjust that to apply a head-and-arm clutch (like the beginning of a flatliner/STO) on Sharcor, but Julie reverses with an over-hip judo throw. Street lands on her back, giving Sharcor the opening to apply a double-arm chicken wing on the mat. COLE I don't know whether to be surprised or not at how the rookie monster looks to be on the same level as the champ! Street slowly works her way up to her knees, with her arms still tied behind her back. But, Sharcor seems to know what Street is looking to go for, as she switches from the chicken wing to a single-arm reverse hammerlock, while pulling Street to a purely-vertical position. Sharcor immediately goes to hook Ashley's head, looking to convert to a cross-face chicken wing. But, Street finds a way to bend down and use her leverage to flip "The Shark" over her back! But, Sharcor keeps ahold of the arm and goes for a triangle armbar, as Ashley immediately locks her hands together to avoid it. Ashley realizes soon that she doesn't have the strength to fight the hold, so she simply leans down and turns it into a schoolgir variation... ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! COACH That's the first near-fall we've seen Julie Sharcor on the losing end of! Sharcor rolls back to her knees, as Ashley kneels right in front of her, shaking her finger "no" in a joking manner. Sharcor then begrudingly sticks her hand out, and Street shakes it. Sharcor walks back to her corner, disappointed, and tags in El Chica Generico. Generico leaps into the ring and begs Street to tag in Pantera Combatienta, which she does! COLE Here we go! Pantera walks into the ring calmly...then storms over and grabs Generico's hands quickly before she can do anything. Combatienta holds them out, almost like a Greco-Roman knucklelock, as she rolls onto her back, then bends her legs to position her calves behind Generico's armpits, which enables her to roll Generico into a sunset cradle... ONE! TWO! Generico rolls out! Generico rolls Combatienta backwards by her ankle, back onto her feet, then hooks her arms behind her to bring her down with a backslide... ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Combatienta rolls out and immediately grabs a front facelock, pulling Generico up to her feet with it. Pantera switches her grip to that of a cravate, then swiftly and quickly snapmares Generico over. Pantera comes off of the ropes, grabs Pantera's legs on the way back, and goes for a folding press (aka Alligator Clutch, opponent folded in half at waist with all of your weight on their thighs), but the momentum of Pantera's charge allows Generico to roll all the way onto her stomach and crawl away. Generico looks over at Pantera and smirks, then grabs her hand, walks up the ropes, and leaps down, bringing Combatienta over with a flying headscissors into a grounded side headscissors. COACH I think I see what El Chica Generico is doing...instead of going balls-to-the-wall with brawling, she's trying to get under Pantera's skin by out-wrestling her and staying calm, as she knows that beating Pantera would hurt Pantera more than injuring her. COLE Also, I think a part of Generico wants to prove herself as a legitimate luchadore in the eyes of everyone out there. Combatienta kicks outward for a second, trying to escape in a panic, before calming down and bridging herself, then plants her hands on the mat and rolls backwards, to where she still is stuck in the headscissors, but is on her knees instead of her back. Pantera fakes an escape, then grabs the legs and rolls to her side for a form of a lateral press.. ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Generico still keeps her legs together, keeping Combatienta trapped in the headscissors. Pantera pounds the mat with her fists in frustration, then calms down and briefly does a headstand before popping her head out and landing on her knees, immediately grabbing Generico's legs so she can't move. Combatienta stands up and applies a cloverhold (wrap legs like a Texas Cloverleaf, but crank on knees instead of turning it over). Pantera cranks and twists on Generico's knees, trying to take out the flyer's top weapon. Generico finds an escape route, however, as she tries bridging with a headstand, then twists her body quickly to basically armdrag Pantera over with her legs! COACH El Chica Generico's proving the haters wrong, including the one she's wrestling! Pantera gets up, looking angry as sin while holding her back, and charges at Generico. Generico sends her off to the ropes with a bi paso. Combatienta comes off and gets lifted into a tilt-a-whirl manuever, but reverses it into an armdrag! Combatienta goes to one knee and sends Generico down with a legsweep as soon as she gets up, then comes off of the ropes. Generico rolls over onto her stomach for a dropdown, as Pantera leaps over her, then Combatienta comes off of the ropes again. Generico gets up just to get tornado-whipped off to the ropes by Pantera. Combatienta tries to lift Pantera for a tilt-a-whirl as she comes off of the ropes, but Generico reverses it into an awesome Deja Vu (double-rotation flying headscissors) that sends Combatienta sliding out of the ring! Pantera gets up in a daze on the floor, as Generico springboards to the top rope and hits an awesome corkscrew plancha into an armdrag on the floor! COLE That was awesome! While those two gather themselves on the outside, the next two in line, Valerie and Constance, cautiously enter the ring. Both competitors act VERY nervous, as the other wrestlers surrounding the ring pound the apron, causing the fans to clap their hands to the rhythm of that pounding. Valerie and Constance look around for an escape from having to wrestle one another, but can't find one. They finally shrug their shoulders and shake hands in mid-ring...then Constance slowly applies the loosest headlock you'll ever see, as Valerie feigns being hurt by it! Constance is seen laughing heavily, as the crowd boos loudly at the utter laziness. Valerie then "shoves" Constance off to the ropes, "causing" Constance to slowly walk to the ropes. Constance avoids actually bouncing off of the ropes, but comes back and lightly taps shoulders with Valerie, "shocked" to see that it didn't knock her down. COACH This is a ripoff! They both loudly say "Oh well!" and shrug their shoulders, then try to escape the ring. Constance is able to leave easily, but Valerie gets stopped at the apron by an angry Jenny Adams, who shoves her back into the ring! Adams enters the ring to replace Constance and start her team's batting order all over again, as Valerie scoots backwards, trying to beg off. Jenny looks around to the crowd, asking them if she should believe this. They loudly scream "NOOOO!". Valerie proves them right, going right to the eyes with an eyepoke from the thumb, then applying a headlock. CROWD BOOOOO! Valerie literally gets bored with the hold, so she goes right to a reverse hammerlock from behind. Adams is familiar with the situation however, and easily reverses with a go-behind into a reverse hammerlock of her own, to cheers from the crowd. Valerie reaches down for the legpull reversal, but can't get it, so she reverses with a drop toe hold, floated over to a front facelock, which she bridges with. Valerie cranks upward on Jenny's chin, as Adams screams loudly from the pain. But, she refuses to submit so easily. With blood rushing to her head quickly, Valerie rolls back from the bridged position into a regular front facelock. Valerie, again showing off her weakness (a short attention span), pulls Jenny up, while still keeping the front facelock on, then hooks her for a suplex, and spins her around into an inverted swinging neckbreaker! Valerie rolls right back onto her stomach, keeping the front facelock intact. COLE Say what you will, but Valerie's been like a shark with that grip on Jenny's head. Valerie continues to crank on the facelock, as the crowd starts to get behind Jenny... "JEN-NY!" "JEN-NY!" The crowd's chants help revive Adams, who slowly but surely starts to twist herself around, as Valerie, very animatedly, shakes her head in disapproval...and Jenny rolls to her side and reverses into a grounded reverse hammerlock! The crowd cheers, but Valerie gets to the ropes with her feet before they can get too excited. Adams breaks the hold immediately and gives Valerie room to breathe. Valerie takes all the time in the world to catch her composure. She keeps ahold of the ropes to make sure that Adams isn't legally allowed to attack her...but then sneak-attacks Adams with a headbutt to the gut! Valerie gets to her feet and applies another side headlock, but Adams is able to shoot Valerie off to the ropes before it can inflict too much punishment. Valerie comes off of the ropes, leaps over Adams's dropdown, then comes from the other end and ducks under Jenny's leapfrog. Valerie comes off of the first side again, as Adams rolls backwards for a monkey flip, but Valerie slows down, grabs Jenny's legs, lifts her in a wheelbarrow, and then tosses her up in the air, bringing her down with a brutal backbreaker! COACH Not nice! Valerie pulls Adams up by the hair quickly, avoiding threats from the referee, and delivers a stiff forearm to Jenny's back. Valerie hooks Jenny from the side and drops her hard with a snap side suplex, before turning her over and hitting an abrupt double stomp to her back. Valerie pulls Adams up again by the hair, and slaps her in the face, which draws the ire of the crowd. Valerie lifts Adams up and drops her across the knee with a side backbreaker, then lifts her up immediately and sends her down hard with a turnaround STO! Valerie goes for the cocky cover (neither leg hooked)... ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Valerie looks to be VERY angry. She pulls Adams up with a front facelock, then drags her to her team's corner, where Valerie tags out to "Floggin'" Molly Matthews. Valerie yells at Molly to kick Jenny in the side as she holds her in a front facelock, but Molly refuses. Valerie walks to the outside of the ring, as Molly helps Jenny up. Molly and Jenny start to loudly converse... MOLLY "Tag out to the Kidd!" JENNY "No...I can keep going!" MOLLY "I just wanna wrestle someone fresh...." JENNY "No!" MOLLY "Suit yourself, but I ain't fighting you..." Molly then tags out to Brodie Lewis! Brodie tackles Molly to the ground, and both competitors trade STIFF punches to the face, reviving their brutal battle from the summer! These two go back and forth with the grounded punches, as Jenny's able to roll on top. This exchange gets so out of control that the referee, for the second time in the bout, has to seperate a fight with Brodie Lewis in it! He pulls Adams off of Brodie and holds her back, just long enough for Brodie to get up and nail a charging knee to Jenny's face! Adams goes down face-first, and Lewis nails her in the back of the head three times with right punches. Lewis pulls Adams up and goes after her neck with a DDT. Lewis goes right back to her primal instincts and strangles Adams with her bare hands once again! COLE This is barbaric! COACH Well, Brodie Lewis is pretty barbaric by nature! For some reason, Brodie lets go of the choke and pulls Adams up before the referee can initiate a count on the ground. Lewis then lets loose with a HARD chop to the chest. Brodie headbutts Jenny RIGHT in-between the eyes, then whips her off to the ropes. Brodie turns around, almost cockily, and doesn't see Jenny somehow walk up the ropes, backflip off of the top rope, and hit an incredible DDT! Adams immediately hops on Lewis and starts throwing punches again! COLE ...Yeah, I have no clue where Jenny gets this energy either. Adams pulls Brodie up to a bent positiion and starts wailing away with BRUTAL Kawada-style kicks to the face! One after one, each one harder than the last! After ten of them, Adams lets go, comes off of the ropes, and does a Red Star Press-style flip into a kick to the face! Adams goes for the cover! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Adams pulls her up with a front facelock, but Brodie fights it off with punches to the gut. Lewis tries an Irish whip, but Jenny plants her feet to the ground to block, then sends Brodie off to the ropes with one of her own. While Jenny positions for a back elbow, Brodie bounces off of the ropes and blind-tags the Benefactor! Lewis ducks the back elbow and slides out of the ring! Jenny turns around...right into a HYOOOOGE spear, the momentum of which flips the Benefactor over into a Northern Lights bridge... ONE! TWO! THREE! *********************** JENNY ADAMS (TEAM ONE) Eliminated By: Benefactor Eliminations: None Eliminated: 1st 5-6 ********************************* COLE Wow, of all of the people to be eliminated first... COACH Probably one of the top three favorites, and she's gone like THAT! Adams has to be pulled from the ring by a group of referees and taken to the locker room, as she tries attacking the Benefactor in an angry rage before being restrained. COLE Yeah, I don't blame her at ALL. The crowd is absolutely stunned at this development, but the match must go on. The Cannon Kidd enters the ring to face The Benefactor. Benefactor draws the young Kidd into a collar-and-elbow tie-up. Benefactor is able to easily transfer that to a headlock, and use that to take her over with a headlock takeover. Cannon Kidd panics in the hold, but is able to turn Benefactor on her shoulders for a pin... ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Benefactor rolls out and pulls the Kidd up in a clinch, then snapmares her over into a Dragon Sleeper. The Kidd gives away that, somehow, the hold isn't effecting her too badly, by bridging upward and trying an immediate escape, so The Benefactor plants her on the mat and goes for a lateral press... ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Benefactor pulls Kidd up in a clinch and tosses her to her team's corner, where she immediately tags in Julie Sharcor... COLE This is smart strategy: keep the rookie in and pounce on her with multiple wrestlers. "The Shark" immediately kicks The Kidd right in the kidneys. Sharcor pulls her from Benefactor and sends The Cannon Kidd right down to the mat with a waistlock takedown. Sharcor holds the Kidd's face down into the mat and applies a hammerlock. Sharcor then adjusts her positioning so she can hold down the arm with her knee, then throws palm strikes to the back of the Kidd's head while holding it down with her other hand. She switches to closed fists, and the referee forces her to break the hold, which she does. Sharcor gives the Kidd room for a clean break, which Kidd uses to quickly shake the cobwebs off and go for a dumb flying knee attack. Sharcor easily catches her smaller opponent in mid-air, and tosses her overhead with a suplex-type toss, right on her neck! COLE NOT GOOD! Sharcor looks like she's now pissed, as she quickly pulls The Cannon Kidd up and delivers a HARD snap powerbomb, keeps ahold of Kidd's leg, and turns it over into a stretch muffler (Brock-Lock)! The Kidd screeches in pain from the hold, reaching out for anything she can grab. Sharcor cranks on the Kidd's knee, but it's not enough to keep the Kidd from crawling to the ropes and getting a rope break. Sharcor backs up, but as the Kidd's pulling herself up with the ropes, Sharcor goes to charge at her to prevent a situation like last time...but the Kidd moves and Sharcor takes a dive to the outside! COACH Looks like speed and smarts overtook the beast! The Kidd looks down at the floor, shocked at what she's done! The crowd reacted heavily to it, as Sharcor simply looks up, with the reddest face you ever will see! The Kidd kind of smirks at her, then turns around...and walks right into a springboard armdrag from El Chica Generico that sends her to the outside! COLE What goes around comes around! COACH But what goes around wasn't as cool as what came around! Confusia bolts into the ring to replace her departed partner, and runs right into a bi paso! Confusia comes off of the ropes, walks under Generico's leapfrog, then leaps over the dropdown on the way back. Confusia then steps under a leapfrog, comes off of the ropes again, and leaps over a dropdown. Confusia comes off of the ropes again, runs under a leapfrog, and leaps over a drop-down on the way back. Confusia comes off of the ropes, steps under a leapfrog AGAIN, and leaps over a drop-down AGAIN on the way back. Confusia then stops dead in her tracks...and scratches her chin in confusion. She shrugs her shoulders and questions the referee in babble-speak, to which he shrugs as well. She then shoves Generico and converses with her... CONFUSIA Bah bah! Eddity boo-bah! Bah! Bah! Escargot Chevrolet TIto Santana! GENERICO Hmm...(scratches chin) (motions actions with her hands) Leap...drop, run-run. Leap...drop, run-run. CONFUSIA HUH? GENERICO Um...Senor Perfect Hennig....Jose Powers...El Dandy... CONFUSIA El Dandy? GENERICO EL DANDY! CONFUSIA (growls, then walks over and bites the stuffing out of a turnbuckle pad, THEN spits the padding in her mouth out on the mat and draws a line with her foot and flexes her biceps) GUN SHOW! BANG! BANG! GENERICO (covers her mouth laughing at Confusia) El Silly Goose! (slaps referee's chest, they both laugh) CONFUSIA (infuriated) Urgh-ugh-ugh ziddy uber boo-boo...MEGAPOWERS EXPLODE! GENERICO (puffs face out and points finger at Confusia) YOOOOOOU! (Hulks up for no reason) ...and all of this results in an armdrag from Generico! Both competitors bounce back up, and Generico does a standing leap into a hurricanrana cradle! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Both are up, and Generico gives Confusia a bi paso again. This time, Confusia is clever enough to bust out a handspring into a backwards thrust leap that ends up in a wheelbarrow victory roll variation... ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Generico rolls it back into a cradle of her own, but repositions herself to where it's a prawn hold with a bridge... ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Generico comes off of the ropes again, but gets caught in a waistlock go-behind by Confusia, straight into a state roll prawn hold... ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Confusia then comes off of the ropes and leaps over a dropdown by Generico, then comes back and does a leaping roll over a low dropkick by Generico. Confusia leaps onto the second rope and goes for a quebrada (lionsault), but Generico avoids it. Confusia lands on her feet, but Generico comes off of the ropes behind her and nails a jumping heel kick! Generico goes for a lateral press... ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Generico pulls Confusia up quickly and goes for an Irish whip. Confusia comes off of the ropes, as Generico bends down for a backdrop. Confusia sees this and tries to avoid it by jumping on Generico's back and going for a Code Red. But, Generico is able to flip her over forward into a powerbomb attempt...that Confusia reverses into a hurricanrana into a cradle! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Confusia immediately bolts off and comes off of the ropes, knowing Generico'll get back up quickly (which she does). Confusia goes for a Yakuza kick, but Generico reverses with a backsweep legtrip! Generico stands up and hits a great standing moonsault into a pin! ONE! TWO KICKOUT! Generico takes a quick breather on her knees, then pops up and yells "OLE!", to which the crowd responds with an "OLE!" of their own. Generico then tries to pull Confusia up, but gets a headbutt to the gut for her troubles. Confusia hooks Generico and lifts her for a vertical suplex...then drops her gut-first on her knee. Generico rolls onto her back. Confusia charges to the ropes, then does a handspring where she lands on her feet with a double stomp onto Generico's gut! COLE That'll make you lose your lunch in a hurry! Confusia gets up, runs and leaps onto the second rope, and hits a version of the Armani Shoe Exchange (lionsault twisted into senton), then goes for the cover... ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Confusia gets frustrated and pulls Generico up with a front facelock, then drags her over to her corner and tags out to Ashley Street. Confusia passes off the front facelock to Street, then goes to the floor. Street quickly converts the front facelock to a snapmare, and goes into a grounded chinlock. Generico reaches out (literally) for fan support, which she gets in the form of clapping, which gives her the strength to slowly turn herself over. Generico from there is able to somehow bust out a headstand, the momentum of which she follows into falling on her BUTT, which allows her to escape the chinlock and go right into a headlock. COLE Definite change of pace between these two allies... Generico pulls Street up to a standing position with the headlock, but gets shoved off to the ropes. Generico comes off of the ropes and ducks a clothesline, then tries for a handspring elbow...which Street is able to reverse into a kneeling Blue Thunder Bomb! Street goes for a lateral press! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Street then pulls Generico up and delivers a side suplex that positions her closer to the other team's corner, then tags out to Pantera Combatienta. Pantera pulls Generico up immediately and sends her off to the ropes with an Irish whip. The worn-out Generico comes off of the ropes and runs into a backsweep legtrip, then Combatienta comes off of the adjacent ropes and hits a running back senton onto Generico's weakened stomach. Combatienta rolls Generico onto her back and applies an inverted version of the Cattle Mutilation where the giver is facing the opposite direction, placing her head in between Generico's shoulderblades and trying to stretch out Generico's mid-section. Generico struggles in the hold, as the crowd gets behind her.. "GEN-ER-I-CO!" *clap clap clap clap clap* "GEN-ER-I-CO!" Generico tries desperately to escape, but is unable to. But, she refuses to tap out to Pantera, the woman who embarrassed her on national TV. Finally, Combatienta gets frustrated and turns the hold over into a backslide of sorts... ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Pantera immediately grabs a front facelock, pulls Generico up, and grounds her again with a snapmare before wrapping on a behind headscissors (they're both facing the same way), then turning it over and moving her knees and thighs up and down to drive Generico's face into the canvas (ala Alex Shelley)! COACH Disrespectful AND dangerous! Pantera rolls that into an inverted victory roll cradle... ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! The crowd cheers, as Pantera pounds the mat in frustration. The Benefactor then tries to get into the ring, but the referee goes over to try and get her out. This proves to be a fake-out just to disract the referee, as Constance immediately slides into the ring, grabs El Chica Generico, and performs the Package Piledriver (an illegal move in this bout) on her! After spiking her on her skull, Constance tells Pantera to "make her tap out!" sarcastically. Constance slides out of the ring as the referee turns around and sees Pantera applying a triangle choke...Generico's out cold, so the referee starts the hand-drop test.. It's raised..and it FALLS! COLE NO! It's raised again...and it FALLS! COACH This is a pile of crap! It's raised a THIRD TIME...AND IT FALLS! ******************** EL CHICA GENERICO (TEAM TWO) Eliminated: 2nd Eliminations: None Eliminated By: Pantera Combatienta 5-5 ************************** COLE Both teams are down one wrestler now, but it shouldn't be that way after this crap! Generico's completely unconcious, and needs to be helped to the back by officials. Valerie strolls into the ring, assuming that Pantera Combatienta and her are totally cool with one another after that scheme with her partner Constance. Valerie throws her hand out for a handshake, and Pantera shakes it... ..but then shakes her finger "no" and pulls Valerie in for an armdrag! Valerie rolls out of the ring and throws a fit at ringside to the fans' delight! COACH So wait...Pantera Combatienta is a total bitch when it comes to Generico, but otherwise is pretty cool? *scratches bald head* Molly Matthews runs into the ring to replace Valerie, and gets sent off with a bi paso to the ropes. Pantera tries a hiptoss, but Molly lands on her feet. Combatienta is able to reposition her arm and snapmare Matthews down to the mat. Combatienta then backs up and nails a quick twisting, falling headbutt. Pantera then goes through the motions of a figure-four-leglock...but with Molly's arms instead, forcing Molly to apply a choke on HERSELF. Combatienta sits down with it, and with her free leg, chooses to deliver Molly sitting bootscrapes. COLE The veteran of the mat wars is stretching out a young'un. Molly kicks the mat in pain, and the crowd gets behind her with clapping. This clapping intensifies to the point to where Molly is able to roll fully onto her stomach, and allowing her to easily pull her head out of this predicament. Molly then stands up and is able to pull her arms out, allowing her to go up and position Combatienta for a camel clutch...but then rolls both of them sideways...and again...and again...and again... and right into a Gedoh Clutch pin... ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! COACH That's commonly known in wrestling circles as the "Kiwi Roll", a move, believe it or not, popularized by the Funks in the 60's. Both competitors come up to their feet, and Pantera tries for a Shawn Capture (leap into a short-arm-scissors takeover), but Molly drives her down to the mat and goes into a schoolgirl.. ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Molly gets to her feet before Combatienta, and tries pulling her up...but gets an upward palm thrust to the jaw for her troubles. Pantera snapmares her over, and delivers a STIFF toe hick to Matthews' chest that keeps her completely horizontal. Combatienta does a standing turn and hits a standing moonsault into a pin.. ONE TWO! KICKOUT! Pantera pulls Molly up and snapmares her closer to Pantera's team's corner, then Pantera tags out to Constance, who pulls Molly up and gives her an Irish whip. Molly comes off of the ropes and runs right into a top elbow (ala Dusty Rhodes) by Constance. Constance comes off of the adjacent ropes and hits a big elbow drop, right into a cover... ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Constance goes right into a chinlock. The referee checks Molly and isn't paying attention to Constance...so she puts her feet up on the ropes! The crowd boos, as she's doing this right underneath the ref's nose. Right when he's ready to look up, she drops her feet. The referee questions her about the shaking ropes and the fans' screams, but she shrugs it off. The referee goes back to checking Molly, so Constance does it again! The referee's unaware, but the fans are repeatedly screaming about it. The referee goes to look, but Constance drops her feet again before he can see. He shrugs it off this time, and goes back to checking Molly. Constance goes back and does it for a third time! This time, a fan yells something directly at her, and Constance takes offense to it. So, she gets into an argument with the fan. As these two argue, Constance doesn't notice that the referee's looking up and looking directly at her feet on the ropes...so he shoves them off and orders the hold to be broken! COLE Finally! Constance pulls Molly up slowly and grabs a waistlock. But, Molly quickly reverses with a go-behind into a waistlock, then charges Constance forward, trying to bounce off of the ropes for momentum for a state roll prawn hold...but Constance holds onto the ropes and goes nowhere, while Molly rolls backwards. Constance stands there and taunts the crowd by pointing at her brain...so Molly gets back up, grabs the waistlock, and rolls her back into a prawn hold.. ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Molly comes off of the ropes...but Constance kips up and drops Molly with a Sky High powerbomb on the way back! Constance chooses to pose instead of pin Molly after it, causing the crowd to boo again. Constance pulls Molly up, and sends her off with another Irish whip. Molly comes off of the ropes and runs right into a hard superkick to the jaw! Constance then swings herself around and drops an elbow drop, then covers Molly... ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Constance angrily pulls Molly up with a front facelock and tags in the Cannon Kidd... COLE For the sake of her team, tagging in the Kidd might be a dumb move. The Kidd is not only inexperienced, but she's friends with Molly and will probably take it easy on her, making it really easy for their opponent-in-peril gameplan to go array. The Kidd grabs a headlock, but like predicted, Molly's able to easily escape and send the Kidd down to the mat with a front legsweep, then roll her into a Gedoh Clutch pin... ONE! TWO! THREE! ******************************** THE CANNON KIDD (TEAM ONE) Eliminated: 3rd Eliminated By: "Floggin'" Molly Matthews Eliminations: None 4-5 *********************************** COLE Out of nowhere... The Kidd pounds the mat in frustration, but respectfully gets right back up and shakes Matthews' hand. As the Kidd leaves to go to the back, Confusia comes from behind Molly and tries grabbing her for a side suplex. Molly turns around in shock and gets lifted onto Confusia's shoulders, then dropped with a Death Valley Driver! Confusia then runs off to the ropes, but does a semi-619 in the ropes before letting go and letting the momentum allow her to fly right back into the ring with an elbow drop on Molly! Confusia goes for the cover... ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Confusia comes up on both knees and yells to the heavens in frustration. She pulls Molly up, and yells "UNCANNY ILLUSION HAMMER!" That's the name of her whirlybird into an Ace Crusher, which she then goes for. But, in mid-rotation, Molly slips out, leaps backwards, and makes the tag to Brodie Lewis! Brodie storms in and knocks Confusia down with a big right hook! Brodie pulls Confusia up, kicks her in the stomach, then powerbombs her right on top of her damn neck! Brodie reaches down without looking, grabbing the laces of Confusia's mask, and loosens them enough that Confusia is able to slip it off of her head and make it look like Brodie did it! Confusia covers up, though she still has a Glacier-style mouth-mask on, and the referee sees this...and he calls for a disqualification! ***************** BRODIE LEWIS (TEAM TWO) Eliminated: 4rd Eliminated By: Confusia Eliminations: None 4-4 ********************** Lewis grabs the referee and throws him down! She grabs Confusia by the head and tosses her to the outside! Lewis goes nuts with repeated stomps to her back, then grabs any chair she can get her hands on, and tosses it onto the prone body of young Confusia! An entire crew of officials come out to break this incident up, as Lewis grabs a singular chair and repeatedly slams it down on Confusia! It takes all ten referees to finally get Lewis to the locker room, in all of her rage! COLE Talk about a poor sport! COACH Honestly...I think Brodie's just mad that she doesn't get to fight again until she goes out drinking at the pub later! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Adam 0 Report post Posted November 28, 2005 (edited) Confusia lays outside the ring, left for dead, as Ashley Street and the Benefactor run at each other in the ring. Benefactor runs right into a clothesline, then pops back up and runs into a snap powerslam into a lateral press! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Ashley pulls the Benefactor up and sends her off with an Irish whip, but the Benefactor ducks a clothesline on the way back and is able to leap to connect with a STIFF step-up enziguri! Ashley stands there, dazed as hell from the hard blow to the skull. Benefactor comes off of the ropes and goes for what's referred to as the Southern Lights Spear (the move she used to beat Adams; a spear into a Northern Lights bridge), but Street sees it coming and hits Benefactor RIGHT in the face with her knee! Street then attempts a powerbomb, but the Benefactor lands on her feet to block it, then gets kicked in the knee by Street, which sends her down to one knee. That's perfect position for the Shining I Hate Your Face (Shining Kick to face), which Street goes for, but Benefactor ducks and slides out of the ring! COLE That was damn close! Julie Sharcor comes in, and Street charges at her with a running kick, which "The Shark" catches and reverses into a dragon screw legwhip, which she uses to go right into a standing legbar! Street doesn't have any nifty technical reversal...she just flat-out starts kicking Sharcor in the face with her other foot as hard as she can! Sharcor briefly lets go after being rocked by one of the kicks, but grabs back onto both legs, lifts Street, and drops her with a HARD lifting powerbomb, which she converts right into a high-angle Cloverleaf! Street immediately reaches out in pain, and the crowd gets behind her.. "ASH-LEY!" "ASH-LEY!" Street reaches out and slowly crawls towards the ropes...the crowd's volume increases...Ashley grabs forward...and gets a rope break! Street slowly pulls herself using the ropes after Sharcor breaks the hold, but gets sent to the outside after a BIG running kick to the side of her head by Sharcor! Pantera Combatienta springboards off of the top rope for her entrance into the ring, but gets swatted down with a lariat by Sharcor! Sharcor sends Pantera off of the ropes with an Irish whip, then sends her down with a big Yakuza kick! "The Shark" turns around, comes off of the ropes, and hits a big running kneedrop! Sharcor pulls Pantera up and gives her a snap butterfly suplex, then chains that into a snapping brainbuster, which then gets chained into a reverse Fisherman's side suplex (leg cradled inward on regular fisherman suplex)! Sharcor pulls up Pantera immediately and gives her a BRUTAL release German suplex! Pantera gets pulled up by "The Shark" and lifted to be dropped with a HARD powerbomb! She's lifted, and dropped with another...and another...and another...and another...and another...and another...and another...and another! Ten powerbombs in all! The referee starts a KO ten-count.. ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT! NINE! TEN! Pantera's knocked out cold! **************** PANTERA COMBATIENTA (TEAM ONE) Eliminated: 5th Eliminated by: Julie "The Shark" Sharcor Eliminations: El Chica Generico 3-4 ***************** COACH Serves her right, after the crap with Generico! Constance rushes into the ring...and pulls a knife out of her boot?!?! Either way, while the referee's rolling Pantera out of the ring, she tosses it at Sharcor, who catches it, and falls down, holding her side. The referee turns around, and believes he's seen a stabbing! He calls for the bell, and "The Shark" has been DQ'd! ******************* JULIE "THE SHARK" SHARCOR (TEAM TWO) Eliminated: 6th Eliminated By: Constance Eliminations: Pantera Combatienta 3-3 ***************** COACH That was...different. Sharcor drops the knife, grabs the referee, and puts him in a rear naked choke! Within seconds, he's out cold, and the same ten refs who had to escort Brodie to the back have to pull Sharcor off of the referee. The referee has to be carried out and is replaced. Valerie comes in...and immediately tags out to avoid facing her partner. "Floggin'" Molly Matthews runs into the ring, but Constance kips up and DDT's Molly. Constance keeps ahold of the front facelock, pulls Molly up, and hits a front face suplex. Constancer pulls Molly up and sends her off to the ropes. Constance catches her on the way back with a knee to the gut into an abdominal stretch, but Molly reverses immediately with a hiptoss! Molly tries to tag out, but Constance grabs her ankle and trips her to block it. Constance keeps ahold of Molly as she gets up, then lifts Molly onto her shoulder for a Bulldog Powerslam...but sits down into a gutbuster, then goes for a cover... ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Constance immediately goes into a grounded cobra clutch from there. Molly reaches out for crowd support, as they start clapping in rhythm in support of Matthews. Matthews slowly is able to pull herself up, as Constance tries holding her down but is unsuccessful. Molly can't elbow her way out of this one...so she leaps up, pushes off of the second rope, and tries for the Bret Hart pin counter to the clutch! But, Constance saw it coming and reverses with a cobra clutch suplex, dumping Molly RIGHT ON TOP OF HER HEAD! Constance, for some reason, chooses to leave the ring rather than go for the pin. Confusia is supposed to come in to replace Constance, but she's still out cold at ringside. The referee starts counting her out, as Molly is basically left for dead in mid-ring.. ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! ..Confusia is on her knees.. FIVE! SIX! Confusia's crawled over to the apron... SEVEN! EIGHT.. ..Confusia's got one leg on the apron.. NINE! TE...Confusia's rolled back in! Confusia slowly pulls herself up, then tries pulling Molly up. But, Molly seemed to have been just playing possum for at least a couple of seconds, as she's able to pull Confusia right down into a small package... ONE! TWO! THREE! ************** CONFUSIA (TEAM ONE) Eliminated: 7th Eliminated By: "Floggin'" Molly Matthews Eliminations: Brodie Lewis 2-3 *************** Confusia's too physically beat-down to do anything about the loss, as she just slowly straggles to the locker room. Ashley Street comes into the ring and pulls Molly up for a headlock. Molly squezes her head out and tries for a schoolgirl roll-up.. ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! The momentum of the kickout somehow sends Molly onto the second rope, looking like she's trying to hang on to stay in the ring...but before she fully gets back in, Street dives over to shove her out! COACH It looks like Street gave her friend a needed break! The Benefactor runs into the ring and tries to attack Street from behind, but Ashley turns around before Benefactor gets there! Benefactor drops down to her knees and begs for forgiveness. Street doesn't fall for it, and nearly kicks Benefactor's head into next weekend with a buzzsaw kick! Street then goes nuts with stomps all over Benefactor's body, as she tries to crawl out of the ring! Street finally simply pulls her back in, then up and sends her off with an Irish whip. Benefactor comes off of the ropes and runs right into a HIGH back body drop! Benefactor bounces off of the mat, holding her back. Street pulls her up, hooks a waistlock, and hits a big release German suplex! Benefactor's down on her knees, holding her back and still trying to beg off..and gets punted in the chest for her troubles! Street then positions her bending and lifts her for a running Lygerbomb! But, Benefactor slips out from behind. Street turns around and gets knocked down wihth a superkick. Benefactor takes a minute to breathe, then looks like she's trying to set up some sort of running move for when Street gets up. Out of nowhere... COLE Is that...? COACH Jenny Adams has re-appeared, and she's come out of the crowd! Adams leaps over the guardrail and trips Benefactor up before she can do anything! Benefactor comes back up on one knee as Street gets up, Street sees this and charges forward...SHINING I HATE YOUR FACE! Ashley goes for the cover... ONE! TWO! THREE! ************* BENEFACTOR (TEAM TWO) Eliminated: 8th Eliminated By: Ashley Street Eliminations: Jenny Adams 2-2 **************** COACH That sends Team Two back down to a 3-2 advantage! Benefactor's basically out cold, and is rolled out of the ring as Adams is forced back to the locker room by security. Valerie comes into the ring and takes advantage of the moment, punting a downed Street in the stomach. Valerie lifts Street up at her side, and drops her with a side backbreaker, then keeps ahold of her and drops her with another. Valerie grabs Street's arm and head for a cobra clutch and drops her onto her knee back-first with it. Valerie then grounds Street and applies a bow-and-arrow surfboard. But, Street's not worn down nearly enough and is able to simply turn herself over onto Valerie for the cover... ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Both come back up, and Valerie gives Street a knee to the gut. Valerie goes for a side suplex, but Street blocks. She goes for it again, and Street performs a standing switch into a waistlock, and drops Valerie on her head with another German suplex! Ashley crawls over to her corner and tags in Molly Matthews! Molly waits until Valerie is up, albeit in a daze. Molly charges at her, then gives her a flying headscissors! Valerie pops back up, and runs right into a jumping heel kick to the face. Valerie is pulled up to her feet, as Molly leaps onto the second rope, then jumps off and brings her down with a hurricanrana into a cover! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Molly pulls Valerie up and sends her into the corner with an Irish whip. Matthews charges at Valerie and goes for a monkey flip! But, Valerie catches the legs, flips Molly over, and nearly kicks her head off with a Yakuza Kick! Valerie goes for the cover! ONE! TWO! THREE! ******** FLOGGIN' MOLLY MATTHEWS (TEAM TWO) Eliminated: 9th Eliminated By: Valerie Eliminations: Cannon Kidd ****************** COLE We're down to Valerie on Team Two versus Ashley Street and Constance on Team One! COACH I wouldn't call this situation a "handicap" for anyone other than Ashley Street, who I'm sure will somehow end up the victim of an Angels' conspiracy somehow. Constance comes back into the ring, the Angels slap hands, and Constance leaves the ring again. Ashley comes back in like a house of fire with repeated forearms to Valerie's face! Ashley then comes off of the ropes...but gets tripped up by her own "partner" Constance! Street turns around to yell at her, but Valerie attacks Ashley from behind with a forearm to the back of her head! Valerie then lifts Street up on her shoulders and goes for an airplane spin, with the crowd counting the rotations... ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT! NINE! TEN! ELEVEN! TWELVE! THIRTEEN! FOURTEEN! FIFTEEN! Valerie sits Street down...but Street gets right back up, showing no ill dizzy effects! Valerie charges at her with a kick, but Street catches it and sends her over with a dragon screw legwhip. Valerie comes up on one knee, and Ashley goes for the Shining I Hate Your Face, but Valerie ducks it! Valerie brings Street over with a schoolgirl with her feet on the ropes... ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Valerie pulls Ashley up and tries for a powerbomb, but Street reverses with a bridging back body drop pin.. ONE! TWO! Valerie bridges upward and twists into a backslide... ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Valerie comes up on one knee as Street rolls back...Street goes for a Shining I Hate Your Face out of nowhere, but Constance pulls her friend out of harm's way! They stall on the floor, arguing with fans...and don't see Street prepping up to dive on them, as she goes through the ropes and hits a tope suicida on both! The crowd roars! Street pulls Valerie back up and throws her into the ring. Street pulls her up, lift her, and drops her with a powerbomb to which she holds her on her shoulders afterwards.. ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Street turns Valerie over by the ankle, back onto her feet, and kicks her in the back of the knee, forcing her into a kneeling position...SHINING I HATE YOUR FACE! COVER! ONE! TWO! THREE! ****************** VALERIE (TEAM TWO) Eliminated: 10th Eliminated By: Ashley Street Eliminations: Molly Matthews 2-0 ********************* COLE Well, this is it! "Teammates" now have to battle one another! Constance versus Street, and the winner wins the Cibernetica! Constance slowly and cautiously slides into the ring, then begs for forgiveness, which Street doesn't fall for. But, Constance headbutts her in the gut before she can do anything about it. Constance gets up, knees Street in the mid-section, and brings her over with a Northern Lights Suplex.. ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Constance gets up and hits a kneedrop to the kidneys. Constance then pulls Ashley up, lifts her on her shoulders, and does a Fit Finley Roll, then kips onto her feet, leaps to the second rope, and does a double foot stomp! She goes for the cover.. ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Constance pulls Ashley up and does a Rude Awakening neckbreaker, then pulls her right back up, hooks Ashley under her arm, and lifts her...T-Bone Brainbuster! Constance goes for the cover! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Constance pulls Ashley up and hooks her in a waistlock...bridging German suplex! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Constance pulls Ashley up again, as the fans chant.. "ASH-LEY!" "ASH-LEY!" Constance actually attempts to lift Street up for a Burning Hammer...she slowly but surely gets Street up, but Street is able to punch her way out of the move. Ashley then lifts Constance and drops her with a Burning Hammer of her own! Ashley goes for the cover... ONE! TWO! THR-KICKOUT! COACH That was a close one! As soon as Constance's shoulder came off of the mat, Ashley hooked it, along with Constance's head, and rolled her over into a cobra clutch choke with bodyscissors! The fans are chanting.. "TAP!" "TAP!" "TAP!" Constance is turning blue! She has her hand up, trying to reach for something.. COLE Could this be...? Constance is wiggling her fingers.. COACH It might be.. ...AND SHE TAPS! ************ CONSTANCE (TEAM ONE) Eliminated: 11th Eliminated by: Ashley Street Eliminations: Julie "The Shark" Sharcor *************** BUFFER Your winner of the Torneo Cibernetica...YOUR OAOAST Women's Champion of the WOOOOORLD! Ashley STREEEEEEEEEET! COLE What a victory! The Women's Champion just outlasted ELEVEN of the toughest women in the entire wrestling world, and came out the victor! Fans throw streamers in the ring to show respect to the champion, as they chant her name! "ASH-LEY!" "ASH-LEY!" The crowd is on their feet, as Ashley rolls out of the ring and is handed her belt by a ring attendant! More ring attendants rush down to check to see if Constance is still concious. Molly Matthews, the Cannon Kidd, El Chica Generico, & Jenny Adams all come out to congratulate their comrade COLE A job well-done by a young woman we are proud to have reigning as the top female wrestler alive today! COACH This means that..well, if she doesn't want to, Ashley doesn't have to defend her belt for the rest of the year, due to the stips of the bout! COLE But Coach, do you think that she's the type of champion that would do that? COACH Not quite! The fans are left cheering, as the good guys head to the locker room! COLE Wow, first we see the Sooner Bruisers win one elimination match, and then in a very interesting turn of events, and we just saw teammates fight each other for the title of sole survivor! And we've still got four huge title matches! V.O OAOAST European fans, come see the One and Only AngleSault Thread Superstars in action LIVE in your city! This Thursday HeldDown hits Madrid, Spain! We then trek across Europe, through Portugal and Denmark before landing in the United Kingdom! British fans, see your favourite sons including former OAOAST Tag Team Champion Dan Black when HeldDown eminates live from London in ten days' time! Catch the OAOAST across Europe, all through early December! Edited November 29, 2005 by Tony149 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Adam 0 Report post Posted November 28, 2005 "He's simply ravishing...OWWWW!" 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... 1... 2... 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... 1... 2... 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... 1... 2... 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... 1... 2... 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... 1... 2... 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! 1... 2... 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! 1... 2... 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! 1... 2... 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. 1... 2... 3... 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... 1... 2.... 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? GOLDBERG YOUR NEXT! *snarl* COACH Shouldn't that be 'you're'? GOLDBERG ....I like motorbikes. COACH ... COLE IronTag is next, but Josh Matthews is standing by at ringside! J-MATH Thank you Michael, I'm here with OAOAST November Reign contest winner Emily Sharp of Minneapolis, Minnesota. Emily won a lottery draw to sit ringside here at this OAOAST spectacular, Emily, hows the show been so far? EMILY que? J-MATH (talking in his headset) Wha.. what? WHY DIDN'T ANYONE TELL ME SHE WAS PORTUGUESE? COLE Okay... time for our next contest. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Adam 0 Report post Posted November 28, 2005 (edited) "In a world full of posers, phonies, and pure wannabees, there finally emerges a group which has come to set the record straight. so, all you suckers better recognize, ya heard can you say uhhh na na na na..." "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Emerging through The Upstarts' seperate entrance way on the stage, the two-time World Tag Team Champions The Global Party Exchange stop side by side, smirking at the negative Nova Scotia reaction. Fellow Upstart Jamie O'Hara follows The GPX out, as they begin to stride confidently down the aisle. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is your Thirty Minute IronTag Match for the OAOAST World Tag Team Championships! In this match, the team that scores the most falls in the thirty minute time period, be they by pinfall, submission, countout or disqualification, will be crowned the World Tag Team Champions! Introducing first, the challengers. Being accompanied to the ring by JAMIE O'HARA! At a combined weight of four hundred, seven pounds...the former, two-time, OAOAST Tag Team Champions... JOHNNY JAX... SCOTTY STATIC... THE GLLOOOOOBBAAAALLL PPAAAARRRRTTYYY EEEEXXXCCHHAAAAANNGGEEEEEEEE!!!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Entering the ring, the trio of Jax, Static and O'Hara congregate on one side of the ring. Jax and Static climb up adjacent turnbuckles and raise their arms in the air, as O'Hara points a finger up to both GPXers. COACH (jumping out of his seat) YEAH! DA'S RIGHT~! CABOOSE For the love of God calm yourself down and shut yourself up. Now. COLE The Global Party Exchange know what it's like to be the Tag Team Champions, but they haven't tasted that gold for some time now. They're still searching for their third reign as Tag Champs and have been doing their best to make the Champions' lives hell ever since they lost at World Without End, in order to goad them into a second title match tonight. They have cost Leon Rodez the World and X-Division Titles in the past two weeks alone. So they may just have something coming to them, tonight. CABOOSE Oh, believe me, I'm counting on it. BUFFER And, the opponents... Cue the drumroll, as "Beverly Hills" by Weezer starts up bringing the crowd to their feet. The fans clap along with the song as Leon Rodez is first to emerge from The Originals' entrance, closely followed by Zack Malibu and of course, Candie bringing up the rear. And what a rear LOL2005. Rodez does a quick 360 on the ramp with a beaming smile on his face, showing off his glistening canary yellow robe to all. Behind him, Zack wraps an arm around Candie, who pats his World Tag Title belt. "BEVERLY HILLS, THAT WHERE I WANT TO BE! LIVIN' IN BEVERLY HILLS BEVERLY HILLS, ROLLIN' LIKE A CELEBRITY! LIVIN' IN BEVERLY HILLS" BUFFER Accompanied to the ring by CANDIE! Hailing from Grand Rapids, Michigan and Providence, Rhode Island respectively...they weigh in at a total combined weight of four hundred, twenty eight pounds. The reigning, defending, OAOAST WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS... "SILKY SMOOTH" LEON RODEZ... ZACK MALIBU... THE UUSSSSSUUUUAAAAAAALLL SSSSUUUUUSSSSSPPEEEEECCTTSSSSSSS!! "YYEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!" Reaching the ring, Rodez does a quick Candido strut™ down the length of the ring. Zack and Candie stroll a few strides behind, while Leon leaps into the ring and squares up to the challengers w/associate. The three on one odds don't phase Rodez, as Zack enters the ring behind him and the assigned referee Brian Hebner keeps the two teams apart. COLE A lot of combustable elements in that ring tonight. No love lost between these two teams, that's for sure. Trying to gain order as soon as possible, Hebner quickly orders Candie and O'Hara to leave the ring. Rodez and Zack meanwhile go into conference as they remove their Tag Titles, talking over last minute strategy. The GPX briefly do the same across the ring. As all this is happening meanwhile, a timer appears in the bottom right of the screen signalling the 30:00 limit on the match. All seems to be sorted now and both teams are ready, with Rodez elected to start for the champions, while Johnny Jax kicks things off for The GPX. *DINGDINGDING!* The bell rings and immediately, the timer begins to tick down. 29:59. 29:58. 29:57. You get the idea. It's like a clock, see. While the timer on the big screen has started meanwhile, Leon Rodez's watch hasn't. Possibly because it's actually wristtape...who knows? But his attempt to start it fails though, so he shrugs and decides to get on with the match. *SLAP!* Jax is already a step ahead though, slapping the taste out of Rodez's mouth as he steps forward! On the floor, O'Hara is in hysterics, as Jax is all like 'whassup now, dawg'. So Rodez responds by...locking Jax in a side headlock and taking him over to the canvas. COACH The hell is that? COLE Well, this match will go 30 minutes Coach. No point in coming out in top gear and wasting your energy right at the start. Keeping the headlock applied, Rodez rolls through and over Jax, then pulls Jax back up. Jax quickly fires off a shot to the gut of Rodez though. And another. But Rodez responds with another quick side headlock takedown, again rolling through and again dragging up Jax from the mat and with the headlock still applied. To his feet, Jax goes to the gut. And again. And a third time, finally breaking the headlock. Free at last, Jax takes advantage of it, hitting the ropes and firing off a clotheli...NO! Rodez ducks...and takes Jax over with another side headlock! Static fumes on the apron while Jax fumes on the canvas, slamming his fists into the canvas in frustration. Which Rodez cheekily tells Hebner is a tapout, but unfortunately Hebner isn't blind or stupid. Rodez settles for just wrenching on the headlock then. Pushing himself to his knees, Jax begins to fight back to his feet and pulls Rodez back with him into the ropes, right beside Static who slaps his partner on the back as he sends Rodez off across the ring. COLE Blind tag from The GPX! Great tag team wrestling from the challengers... As Rodez hits the opposite ropes and rebounds, Jax leapfrogs him sending him right into Scotty Static's path. But Rodez skids to a halt and boots Static in the gut before he can do a thing! Turning around, Rodez then boots Jax as well, before applying the headlock again. Standing in front of this, Brian Hebner quickly informs Rodez that Static is now the legal man. So, Rodez grabs a headlock on Static too! Both GPXers are under control as Rodez jumps up...with a headlock on both men though, Rodez can't take either other. That allows The GPX to catch Rodez in mid-leap and set him for a double back suple... ...NO, Rodez floats over, just as Zack enters the ring and charges through The GPX with a double clothesline! Both of the challengers quickly roll the hell out of the ring to regain their bearings, as Zack and Rodez exchange a high-five...and a hug, which Zack is a little taken aback by. COLE ...and great tag team wrestling from the Champions also! For a team originally thrown together by chance, Zack and Leon have developed into a great tag team combination. CABOOSE Although it pains me to admit it, you're right. I'm surprised Zack is getting along with this oddball as well as he is. On the outside, The GPX regroup with O'Hara... "UP - STARTS SUCK!" "UP - STARTS SUCK!" "UP - STARTS SUCK!" "UP - STARTS SUCK!" ...and the fans let them know exactly what they think of them. That doesn't bother the challengers too much though and after a quick group huddle and a rousing cry of "TEAM!", Static rolls back into the ring. Striding forwards, Static then sizes up to Rodez and encourages him on. Rodez holds up a hand telling him to pause though, before backtracking and holding out a hand, which Zack promptly tags. "YYEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!" The crowd pop for the OAOAST's one and only Franchise, as he enters the ring with a wry smile on his face. Static scowls at the reaction Zack gets enviously. But he soon shrugs that off and we're ready to go again as Zack and Static square off, before locking up in the centre of the ring. A brief struggle ends with Zack applying a side headlock. Rodez applauds the move, trying to convince the first two rows that "I taught him that". Meanwhile, Zack wrenches on the headlock until Static begins to show some resistance, taking another page out of Rodez's book and going for the takedown...but Static blocks. The Franchise ends up on hands and knees, pausing in confusion momentarily, long enough for Static to tumble over with an Oklahoma Roll... 1... 2... Zack kicks out and away, rolling to his feet in the corner. COLE Notice, Zack very cautious to begin with. This first fall is always such a crucial fall in Iron Man Matches. Static gleefully tells Zack just how close he came to getting pinned, as the OAOAST's favourite father to be gets his head straight in the corner. Zack and Static then lock up again. Strongest of the two, Zack pushes Static back into the corner and holds his head back, while Hebner orders a break. Giving the break on 4, Zack slowls backs away, but Static tries to catch him with a cheapshot. Zack blocks though, swatting away the arm and hitting Static with a Corner Dropsault! Landing on his feet, Zack then charges with the shoulder...but Static moves and Zack clatters shoulder first into the ringpost! "OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE Nobody home! And Zack could have dislocated his shoulder very easily on that charge! CABOOSE Which'd make the next 27 or so minutes rather uncomfortable, to say the least. A concerned Candie rushes over to check on Zack, who remains slumped over the middle turnbuckle. Meanwhile, Static tags in Johnny Jax. Running down the apron, Jax wastes no time in grabbing Zack's arm and wrapping in back around the ring post! And a second time! Zack howls in pain, as Jax then takes the arm and leaps off the apron, snapping the arm across the middle rope! Zack rolls away clutching his arm, as O'Hara and Jax exchange a high-five on the floor. But in the meantime, Zack is desperately trying to get over to his corner and make the tag. Luckily, one of The GPX is alert, Johnny Jax quickly running into the ring and booting Zack in the back of the head before leaving the ring again just as quickly. Leon protests, but Hebner just asks him to calm down. "LET'S GO ZACK!" "LET'S GO ZACK!" "LET'S GO ZACK!" "LET'S GO ZACK!" Static rolls back into the ring and sneers at the crowd, as he boots Zack. Another boot connects before Static goes back to the arm, pulling The Franchise up to his knees before slamming him arm-first back down to the mat. Static follows that up with another quick boot, as Rodez can only watch on in despair. COLE The GPX are playing this well, capitalizing on the weakened state of Zack's shoulder, and persistence like that is what leads to a payoff...in this case the World Tag Team Titles! Static leads Zack to his feet, then quickly takes the wrist and wrenches the arm, yanking on it to tear it from it's socket and further injure Zack's bruised shoulder. Scotty wrenches a second time, but this time Malibu fights through, quickly countering by twisting Scotty's arm and then snapping him to the canvas with a Russian Legsweep! Zack quickly rolls to his corner and tags in Rodez, then turns to Static, who starts to sit up...and delivers a running soccer kick to the back! A sharp pain races up his spine, and Scotty cringes as he gets to his feet, only to be rocked with an inverted atomic drop by Zack just as the five seconds allowed for a double team expires. Static reels, and Zack drops and rolls out of the ring, leaving the stunned Upstart to get caught with a diving huracanrana from the Silky Smooth One, as he leaps from the top rope and takes Scotty over! Static rolls near the ropes, and Rodez readies himself for action...until Jamie O'Hara reaches in and drags Scotty out by the ankle, sparing him from the momentum that the champions have gained in the past several moments! CABOOSE In a match where every second counts, the GPX are doing their best to halt the efforts of the Usual...LOOK OUT BELOW~! "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" The crowd explodes, as Rodez, undaunted by O'Hara's "save", dives over the ropes with a corkscrew bodypress onto both his legal opponent as well as the cornerman, O'Hara! Scotty is quickly put back between the ropes, but after Leon sends him in, he's yanked off the apron by Jax! Static keeps Hebner busy by feigning grogginess, and using the ref as an aid in getting to his feet, but when Jax doubles Leon over and sets him in a standing headscissors, he finds himself backdropped onto the ringside floor! The fans applaud the escape, and Leon takes a breath before turning around...only to get BLASTED by a running flip senton by newcomer O'Hara! The cocky youngster pounds his chest and stares into the sea of fans with a smug look across his face before tossing Leon back into the ring, where a rested Static awaits. COLE The three on two situation has already become a factor here in the early going, and normally even Candie would be of some assistance, but I'm shocked to even see her out here in her pregnant state. CABOOSE As am I. I know she loves her man and supports the champions, but knowing what the Upstarts are capable of, it's a greater risk than usual. Leon comes up to his feet, but when he does he's caught off guard with a European uppercut that knocks him against the ropes. He's then shot across the ring by Static and pulled up into a tilt-a-whirl, but Leon manages to spin out of Static's planned offense and pull him to the canvas with a crucifix! UNO! DOS! DOS! Two is all it is, as Static escapes the crucifix, and grabs Leon and cracks his head over his shoulder with a hangman's neckbreaker as they're both coming to! Scotty starts stomping Leon down, drawing a large amount of boos from the crowd, and then follows up by leaping into the air and dropping a knee across his throat! As Leon gasps and gags, Scotty moves towards his corner and makes the tag to Jax before returning to his opponent and shooting him into the ropes, catching him on the rebound with a backbreaker, but he leaves him draped across his knee, allowing Jax to enter the ring via flying elbowdrop that folds Leon's body over! COACH Double trouble on the real! CABOOSE What!? COLE I think that was ebonic praise. CABOOSE Oh. Static exits the ring without any argument, while Jax bounces off the ropes and falls forward, dropping an elbow across the back of Leon's neck. He rolls Rodez over and covers, but then quickly pushes up off the canvas and turns to the corner of the Suspects. Glaring at Malibu, Jax brings Rodez up to his feet, but then lets go and rushes the corner, nailing Malibu with a cheap shot! Zack reels as Jax cowardly backs away, and then takes full advantage of the situation when Malibu tries enter the ring. Hebner gets caught up with Malibu's attempted entry, and this allows Static to aid his partner, as Jax catapults Leon towards the corner, only for Scotty to run in and blast him with a lariat, sending him falling backwards onto Jax's exposed knees! COLE Another double-team tactic by the GPX drains Rodez of his energy, and leads the challengers closer to gaining the first fall of this contest! Jax gets up and stands over Rodez, but as he and Scotty loom over the fallen champion, Hebner turns around and catches them in the act! He goes to usher Scotty out of the ring, but Jax claims that he made a tag, and that Scotty is the one who belongs in the ring. Hebner doesn't believe him, but ushers him out of the ring anyways, leaving Static to deal with Rodez. He brings Leon up and drives two forearms across his face, then leads him to the GPX corner and tags Jax back in. Together they send Rodez into the ropes, pressing him up into the air on the rebound...AND THEN THEY HURL HIM OVER THE ROPES OUT ONTO THE RAMP! *THUD!* COLE My God! Leon Rodez was just slammed hard on the raised rampway! Zack looks on in concern for his partner, watching him reel on the rampway. He goes to check on him, only to notice Jax racing across the ring and leaping onto the top rope...but Zack pushes him off before he can complete the springboard! Jax lands on his feet and takes a shot at Zack over the ropes, but Malibu ducks it and nails him with a shoulderblock through the ropes. He then slingshots himself into the ring, scissoring Jax's head as he lands, and brings Johnny up onto his shoulders, racing across the ring with him in his arms before planting him with a running sitout powerbomb! COACH That's not legal, Hebner! I watch enough Law & Order to know that! CABOOSE OK, Coach, you really need to know something about your sense of humor. It might help you in the long run. COACH What's that? CABOOSE YOU TRY TOO HARD. Coach, for once in his life, is right about Hebner not being cool with Zack's intrusion, as he orders the Preppy One back out onto the apron. Zack obliges, having bought his team enough time that Rodez could recover. COLE Zack's emotions are getting the better of him in this feud, and that's apparent. You can't blame him after everything the GPX has put him through in the last six months. CABOOSE He should just be thankful that Hebner didn't DQ the team for not adhering to the five second rule. COACH Hebner would have DQ'd them for eating food off the floor? CABOOSE What did I just say? Rodez lingers into the ring, his back still sore from the throw. A weary Jax is just coming to after being drilled with the powerbomb from Malibu, and as he does Rodez brings the match back to a slow pace, grabbing a side headlock! He wrenches Johnny's head, but Jax manages to slip his head out, and then spins Leon around, driving his boot into Rodez's stomach. He lifts him off the mat for a powerbomb, but Leon slips out, landing on his feet, and then blasts Johnny with a chop! And another! And another! He backs Johnny to the ropes and then fires him into the far side with an Irish whip, but Jax reverses the momentum and sends Leon in, catching him on his way back with a sleeperhold! COLE Good move by Jax here to slow the pace down. CABOOSE I've got to agree. The whole purpose of an Iron Man, or in this case an Iron Tag match is to see who can endure it the most, not who can gain the most falls. If the GPX can keep the Suspects at bay long enough to let time dwindle down and get just one pin, submission, or what have you in, that's all they need. Jax keeps the hold locked on tight, and with Rodez caught in the middle of the ring, he's got no mean to break. Hebner keeps an eye on them both, watching as Leon struggles to free himself, to no avail. COLE We might see the first fall of the match take place right here, because it looks like Leon is fading fast! Rodez continues to struggle, but he's forced down to one knee by Jax, who snickers as he keeps the pressure on. Referee Hebner looks on, and noticing that Rodez's eyelids are getting heavy, he takes Rodez by the wrist and raises his arm up once...only to watch it fall right back down! CABOOSE You're right Cole, Rodez is going out! Hebner raises the arm a second time, and it falls...but not all the way down, as Rodez quickly stops his arm from dropping. He pushes up, getting to his feet, and then spins to the side, ramming his elbow into Jax's ribcage repeatedly until the cocky Upstart is forced to break! With Jax stunned, Leon shoots him to the ropes, and catches him on the rebound with...A SLEEPERHOLD! COLE Turnabout is fair play! The crowd roars as Leon locks on the same hold that almost did him in, and Jax squirms around in panic, trying to free himself! CABOOSE Going by my watch, we've just closed in on twelve minutes, so the halfway point is almost here. Whatever team can get the first fall, if they can keep the other team at bay and slow the pace, they could walk out of here with a one fall win. It could be all that's needed! Jax tries to get free, and copies Leon's earlier tactic, twisting to his side and ramming his elbow into the stomach of Rodez. Leon doubles over, and the more powerful of the two GPX members then lifts him up across his shoulders and jumps backwards, crushing the Silky Smooth Superstar with a Samoan Drop! With his foe down, Jax tags in the fresh man, and Static enters by running towards Leon's fallen body and dropping a leg across his throat! He then brings Leon to his feet and drives a knee into his gut, then a second one, and then fires himself into the ropes again, bouncing back and grabbing Leon's head, twisting around in the air before spiking him with a DD...NO! Leon shoves Scotty away, and then charges with a lariat...BUT GETS BACKDROPPED OVER THE ROPES! Leon lands on his feet and reaches in, yanking Scotty down to the canvas before springboarding off the top rope and into the ring with a springboard version of his patented 450 Splash...but Scotty gets the knees up...SO LEON LANDS ON HIS FEET! COLE He countered the counter! Leon runs the ropes, hopping over Static, who rolls onto his stomach and stay low. Leon rebounds again, and this time Scotty springs up and leapfrogs over him, but after the leap Leon stops short and spins Scotty around and hiptosses him to the canvas! Scotty gets up and steps back, but Leon is in pursuit, grabbing him by the wrist and sending him across the ring to the corner! Leon follows right behind, and when Scotty uses the momentum to jump up onto the second rope, Leon yanks him down by the waistband, rams his head into the turnbuckle, and then holds him in a front facelock. Leon then hops up onto the ropes and twirls his finger in the air, and the crowd goes wild as he kicks off the turnbuckles and swings around, spiking Static with a Tornado...NO! Scotty puts on the brakes, and then hurls Leon over his head, UPSIDE DOWN INTO THE TURNBUCKLES with a release Northern Lights Suplex! COACH Yeee-ouch! That sucka got tossed and mighta cracked his hat rack! CABOOSE Do you realize you take the Civil Rights movement back several steps every time you speak? Malibu and Candie look on in concern, as Static gets up and wraps Leon's legs around the top turnbuckle, trapping him in a Tree of Woe! He then moves across the ring to the opposite corner and charges, sliding towards Leon's face with a baseball slide, and drilling his feet into his cheek! Leon falls off the ropes and lands with his face smacking the canvas, and Static rolls him over, hooking a leg in an effort to secure the first victory of the IronTag match for his team! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! CABOOSE We're coming up on the halfway point right now guys. These two teams have gone through a lot in the last fifteen minutes. COLE We started with a slow pace, but that has picked up tenfold, especially in the last several minutes. The time has flown, and we're slowly easing into crunch time. Static picks Leon up, but as he does Leon takes him down and cradles him in a small package, stunning him with his own pin attempt! COLE THIS COULD BE IT! ONE! TWO! NO! Static kicks out, and as the two get up they both deliver clotheslines, and wipe each other out! CABOOSE The GPX have done a wonderful job in keeping Leon Rodez busy, and distracting him from making a tag to Zack. One of the main points in this match is that in a tag team situation, you always have the fresh man on the apron...however it's that elusive tag that needs to be made. Static and Jax have done a hell of a job wearing the youngster out, and unless he can get Malibu in the ring sometime soon, he's going to succumb to the two Upstarts. Leon rolls onto his stomach and looks up, seeing his partner leaning in and calling for the tag. Rodez starts towards him, moving slowly, but as he inches towards the corner, Static rolls over and pushes himself up onto both knees...and he lunges forward, grabbing Leon by the ankle! COLE C'mon Leon, fight him off! Rodez tries to kick off, but Static keeps a firm clutch around the ankle, preventing him from tagging in The Franchise of the OAOAST. Rodez hops up onto his free foot, hoping to hop out of Static's grip, but Static voluntarily lets go, and quickly hooks a rear waistlock, then tosses Rodez overhead with a release Ger...NO! Rodez counters again, landing on his feet, but when he spins Static around he catches a kick to the stomach and is lifted up for a powerb...NO! He blocks that by slipping out, but as he catches his fall, Static catches him off guard, and butterflies his arms before lifting him up vertically and sending him headfirst into the canvas with his patented Spiked Punch brainbuster! COLE Ooooooooooooooooooh! CABOOSE Butterfly Brainbuster, known as the Spiked Punch, and I hate to say it, but I think the GPX have just gotten the first pinfall in this contest! ONE! TWO! THREE! DING! DING! DING! BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the winners of the first fall, The GLOBAL PARTY EXCHANGE! The score is now 1-0 in the favor of the GPX! -------------------------------------------------------------------------- First Fall:GPX Scotty Static pins Leon Rodez with Spiked Punch at 16:49 GPX-1, Suspects-0 Time remaining: 13:11 --------------------------------------------------------------------------- The crowd boos loudly, as Jax snickers on the apron and O'Hara bounces up and down like Tigger on speed at ringside. Static sits up and rolls to his corner, tagging in Jax, who comes in and quickly starts putting the boots to Rodez before dropping to his knees and wrapping his hands around Leon's throat, choking him out! COLE Oh yeah, now that's a smart move...get disqualified as soon as you get the advantage! That doesn't happen, as Jax releases the choke when Hebner protests it, however he does stretch across Rodez and hook a leg, going for the GPX's second fall! ONE! TWO! THR-NO! KICKOUT! COACH Well, I didn't expect that! Malibu breathes a sigh of relief, but Jax is angered by Leon's kickout. Thinking the count may have been too slow, he covers again, and both watches and counts along with Hebner as he pins Leon's shoulders to the canvas. ONE! TWO! T-KICKOUT! Jax's eyes widen, and he gets up off Rodez and looks around, then points a finger at Hebner, complaining about the count! Hebner tells him that he just counted along with him, so how can there be anything wrong with it? Jax says to forget it and turns his attention back to the worn and wounded co-champion, blasting him with a right hand that staggers him during his recovery. Johnny fires off another one, and this one drops Leon to one knee. Jax then hits the ropes and comes off, charging fast towards Leon...but Rodez leaps up into the air and nails him with a desperation dropsault out of nowhere! CABOOSE Jax just took one on the chin, albeit differently than how our man Coach is used to! COACH Ye...HEY! Jax rubs his jaw as he comes up off the mat, and notices Rodez struggling to reach his corner. He gets to his feet and charges, blasting Leon across the back of the neck with a forearm, and then carries him over for a back suplex...but Leon floats through, and then drops to all fours and crawls through Johnny's legs, lunging towards his corner and tagging in Malibu! COLE THE TAG HAS BEEN MADE! Malibu wastes no time, slingshotting in over Johnny's head and rolling him up in a sunset flip, looking to tie things up! ONE! TW-NO! Johnny rolls backwards to escape the pinning predicament, and as he gets to his feet he hooks both of Zack's legs, yanking him up off the canvas and catapulting him over the top rope...BUT ZACK SKINS THE CAT~!, and as he floats back into the ring, he traps Johnny's head between his legs and pushes off the top rope, sending himself into rotation, going around and around Johnny's head like a human helicopter blade before snapping Jackson to the canvas! COLE Multiple revolution headscissor by the popular prep has Jax reeling! Johnny gets up quickly, but he's dazed, and Zack rushes to him and scoops him up across his shoulders, walking towards center ring where he begins spinning himself around again...and again...AND AGAIN...AND AGAIN~! CABOOSE Airplane spin! The crowd roars as Zack keeps going and going and going, dizzying himself and his opponent in the process! Having seen enough, Static rushes into the ring to save his partner...but Malibu sees it coming and times the next spin just right, cracking Static across the face with Jax's boots, and then he ceases the airplane spin, dumping Jax on top of Static for good measure before collapsing himself! COACH What an idiot! He took as much out of himself as he did the Jax-man! CABOOSE Wait, since when do YOU get off calling Zack Malibu an idiot? COACH Hey, you guys love him, maybe I just gotta shake things up a bit. Malibu shakes the cobwebs loose and comes to, just as the GPX is getting to their feet...and he blasts them with a double clothesline to put them back on their backs! Static rolls out of the ring to avoid any more damage, but when Malibu hits the ropes, he's tripped by Jamie O'Hara, who quickly spins around to face the crowd and feign innocence! COLE There's that numbers advantage they have, while time is ticking away here tonight! CABOOSE We're just past the 22 minute mark, and if the Suspects don't at least tie it up in the next few minutes, the GPX are walking out of the arena tonight sixteen pounds heavier, and it'll be because of the gold around their waist! Hebner shouts over the ropes at O'Hara, who turns around and acts like he has no idea what's going on. A frustrated Malibu gets up and moves towards the ropes, but Jax attacks from behind, and then sets Malibu up in a pumphandle position, pulling him onto his shoulders for the BEAT DROP...but Zack slips out and lands behind him! He takes Johnny's head in a rear inverted facelock, but before he can do anything besides hold Johnny still, Static comes running in...right into a kick to the stomach! Malibu uses his free arm to take him by the head, and now that he's got both GPX trapped, he drops to the mat, spiking each of their heads with a standard DDT and inverted DDT respectively~!~! COLE Double DDT to both Static and Jax! CABOOSE Now's the perfect time to cover! C'mon Zack! Malibu quickly hooks Jax's leg, and Static is in no shape to help his partner out! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! "Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" COLE Johnny Jax got his shoulder up at the last possible second! Malibu is going to have to keep the momentum going in his favor, he can't let the kickout take him off his game. Zack pulls Johnny up, allowing the cocky youngster to hobble on spaghetti legs as he's blasted with blistering chops from Zack! He takes Johnny and sends him in, but Johnny reverses, sending Malibu into the ropes...AND ZACK REBOUNDS WITH A YAKUZA KICK TO JOHNNY JAX~! Jax takes a flip bump off the move, landing hard face-first on the canvas, and Malibu senses that it could be enough to put him away! ONE! TWO! THREE...NO! ELBOW TO THE BACK OF ZACK'S HEAD BY STATIC BREAKS UP THE PIN! CABOOSE Dammit, get him out of there Hebner! Hebner chastises Scotty, ordering him out of the ring, but the official soon finds himself tossed aside, as Leon Rodez enters and starts pummelling Scotty with lefts and rights, trading hands as he connects with each jab before the series culminates in Static getting blasted with a discus clothesline! Leon then takes Static by the waistband and hurls him over the ropes, out onto the ramp, and now this leaves Jax all by his lonesome against both of the World Tag Team Champions! COLE The numbers are now, for once, in the favor of the Suspects! Together, Leon and Zack launch Johnny towards their corner, and the man known as "Jam" hits hard and slouches against the turnbuckles. Leon then takes his own partner and starts to whip him in, but Malibu swings around and it's Leon who is sent to the corner, crashing into Johnny with a diving corner splash! Leon then takes Johnny and crotches him on the top rope, and then motions for Malibu to charge him. Zack gets a full head of steam and races across the ring, right towards his partner, who cups his hands and elevates Zack up into the air, onto the shoulders of Johnny Jax so that he can be snapped back to the canvas with a SUPER HURACANRANA~! COACH DAYUM~! Malibu gets up, and quickly rushes the corner, tagging Leon in legally. Rodez then races across the apron to the opposite corner and climbs quickly, disregarding his normal play-to-the-crowd routine as he hits his patented 450 SPLASH with mere minutes left in the contest! CABOOSE Because The Lady Loves, and EVERYONE loves it here tonight, because the Usual Suspects are just three seconds away from tying this up! Leon covers Johnny, who has no wind left in him, making even something as simple as kicking out a major process! ONE! TWO! THREE! DING! DING! DING! BUFFER Ladies and gentlmen, scoring their first pinfall of the contest, THE USUAL SUSPECTS! -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Second Fall:The Usual Suspects Leon Rodez pins Johnny Jax with Becase The Lady Loves at 25:21 GPX-1, Suspects-1 Match is tied at one fall each. Time remaining: 4:39 --------------------------------------------------------------------------- COLE They did it! They have tied it up with just over four minutes left in this contest! CABOOSE If both of these teams can hang on, we're going to be going into Sudden Death, folks! COLE Four minutes left, with the teams tied at one fall apiece! It's going to come down to the wire! With Jax still gasping for air after being struck with the splash, Rodez moves out to the apron, and sets himself up to launch onto Jax yet again...but when he springboard up, he's yanked down to the apron by O'Hara, who has jumped up onto the apron with him! An eye rake follows, and Jamie quickly pulls Rodez into a standing headscissors despite the protests of referee Hebner...BUT HE'S THWARTED BY A RUNNING YAKUZA KICK BY ZACK THAT KNOCKS HIM TO THE FLOOR~! CABOOSE Good night, Jamie O'Hara! The newcomer rolls around in agony at ringside, as Zack exits the ring before Hebner needs to ask, allowing the referee to keep his attention on Rodez and Jax so that no pinfall attempts go unnoticed. Rodez rubs his eyes and regains 20/20 vision, and then proceeds to do what he does best, and that is fly into the ring with a springboard version of the 450, although this time he's unable to counter the block when Johnny Jax gets his knees up, and Rodez takes them both in the ribcage! COLE Leon Rodez could have finished Jax off right there, but Johnny did what he needed to do to prevent getting struck with another fatal move! As Rodez reels, Static starts climbing the corner, as he's not returned to his corner since getting tossed out to the ramp. He climbs up and turns to face the crowd, nodding his head before shouting "STATIC SHOCK" out to the crowd, who respond with jeers aplenty. Seeing this, Malibu shakes the ropes, looking to knock Scotty off balance, but when that doesn't work he races over and starts climbing the ropes, trading punches with Scotty Static! COLE Static's not even the legal man! Just let Hebner get him out of there! CABOOSE No, let Hebner do his job and keep an eye on Rodez and Jax! There's no time to waste, which is exactly what the GPX are trying to do! Malibu and Static brawl on the ropes, and Scotty keeps knocking Zack down, not letting him up on the ropes with him. Malibu reels from a punch that knocks him down to the ramp, then turns and races up the ropes again, this time grabbing Scotty by the legs and putting him across his shoulders, while sitting and facing the rampway. COLE What is he doing? CABOOSE He's...he's not going to do what I think he's going to do. With Scotty Static up on his shoulders, Malibu kicks off the turnbuckles, floating over through the air and crashing onto the raised rampway with Scotty Static now under him, crushing him with the HONOR ROLL~! CABOOSE YES HE IS GONNA DO WHAT I THINK HE IS~! HONOR ROLL ON THE RAMP~! "HOLY SHIT!" "HOLY SHIT!" "HOLY SHIT!" The crowd is electric, watching as the small timer on the corner of the AngleTron has ticked down to just about two minutes now. In the ring, Rodez and Jax are both up on their feet trading chops. Leon stuns Johnny with a headbutt and then hits the ropes, but when he comes off Jax grabs him and spins over quickly, drilling Rodez with a brutal powerslam, staying atop him for the cover! ONE! TWO! THR-NO! KICKOUT! Jax pounds the mat in frustation, but as he looks up the ramp, not only does he see his partner in no shape to help out, but he sees the time ticking down. 1:58 1:57 1:56 COLE We're under two minutes, but all either one of these teams need are three seconds! Jax brings Leon up, but then sweeps his legs out from under him, driving the back of his head into the canvas with a quick STO takedown! Johnny then starts stomping away, making sure that Leon stays down. After putting the boots to Leon, Jax turns away and moves towards the ropes, where both Static and Malibu are laid out on the rampway. Johnny calls out to his partner, but neither one of them are moving, so he decides to forget it, and then heads for the corner, and starts climbing the ropes! COLE Johnny Jax is looking to go high risk here, and we are just under 90 seconds! CABOOSE If he connects with this...moonsault, splash, whatever, then this will spell the end for The Usual Suspects title reign. COACH Good. CABOOSE What? COACH Nothing. Johnny starts climbing, albeit very gingerly, as he's still worn from the previous 28+ minutes. As he climbs though Leon rolls to his feet and pushes up, running under him...and pulls Johnny off the ropes, onto his shoulders! COLE He's got him! CABOOSE But what is he doing with him!? Leon staggers around the ring, trying to hold Jax on his shoulders, but Johnny isn't making it easy, as he's peppering his forehead with blows, and frees himself from the electric chair position! He falls behind Leon and goes for the Beat Drop once again, but once again Leon Rodez manages to avoid it, floating over his shoulders and going low, raising Jax onto his shoulders, and throws him foward off his shoulders...AS MALIBU RUSHES IN AND CATCHES JOHNNY'S HEAD IN AN ACE CRUSHER ON THE WAY DOWN~! CABOOSE THE PARTY CRASHER! COLE, THAT WAS THE PARTY CRASHER~! COLE The old In Crowd double team finisher has just laid out Johnny Jax! COVER HIM, Leon! :52 :51 :50 Leon covers quickly, and Malibu keeps watch, making sure that neither O'Hara or Static are able to get in the ring to break this up, as time ticks away. ONE! TWO! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! DING! DING! DING! BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the winners of the fall, THE USUAL SUSPECTS. They are now up TWO TO ONE in this IronTag contest! -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Third Fall:The Usual Suspects Leon Rodez pins Johnny Jax after The Party Crasher in 29:47 GPX-1, Suspects-2 The Usual Suspects are ahead by one fall. Time remaining:47 seconds --------------------------------------------------------------------------- COLE There's less than a minute left! COACH Never say never, playa's! Leon gets up off Jax, and rushes to embrace Zack, happy that they've taken the lead. All of a sudden, Zack pushes Leon out of the way, and no, it's not because Leon goosed his ass...it's because Jamie O'Hara is launching himself in with a springboard... ...RIGHT INTO A SCHOOL'S OUT~! "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!" CABOOSE He kicked him OUT OF THE AIR, Cole! COLE This is what that punk gets for trying to stick his nose in where it doesn't belong! Zack and Leon then look down at the fallen youngster, and both get a smile on their face. They reach down and each take an end, Leon grabbing the arms and Zack grabbing the legs. They pull O'Hara up off the canvas and start rocking him back and forth, swinging him through the air...and then send him flying over the top rope, across the recovering Scotty Static with an involuntary bodypress! COLE They killed two birds with one stone, and we have twelve seconds left! Watch what you do guys! With all three of their foes down, Candie leads the crowd in counting down the final ten seconds, as Malibu and Rodez each climb up the ropes and work the crowd. TEN NINE EIGHT SEVEN SIX FIVE FOUR THREE TWO ONE DING! DING! DING! COLE The time limit has expired! The Suspects retain! BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, at the end of the thirty minutes your winners, by a score of 2 falls to 1...and STILL OAOAST WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS...THE USUAL SUSSSSSSSSSPECCCTSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! The crowd roars as "Beverly Hills" is cued up, and the two exhausted superstars are handed their titles just before having their arms raised by Brian Hebner. Ecstatic with his victory, Rodez clutches the title belt against his chest before lunging for his partner and embracing him in a big hug, patting him on the back and the whole nine yards. COLE Leon is pleased, I'm sure Zack is pleased, and these fans are definitely pleased that The Upstart contingent is not heading into the holiday season with the OAOAST World Tag Team Titles in their possession! A dazed Static and O'Hara enter the ring and help Jax to his feet, throwing his arms over their shoulders and carrying him up the ramp, ignoring the crowds catcalls. Meanwhile Candie enters the ring and gives Zack a big hug, but when the two part ways Leon is left standing there, looking at them both with open arms. Candie rolls her eyes and looks at Zack, who just throws his shoulders up and shrugs, so Candie opens her arms and accepts a hug from Leon, who squeezes quick and then backs away, hoping he didn't squeeze too tight, not wanting to hurt the "bun in the oven". CABOOSE This Rodez is quite a character, but he and Zack have made a hell of a tag team! COLE Completely agreed, 'boose. The Usual Suspects win big here at November Reign, and Stephen Joseph and the rest of The Upstarts cannot be happy about that. CABOOSE I think ol' SJ has enough on his plate. Let him be concerned with what's coming his way later tonight. COACH Oh he's got everything under control, trust me. CABOOSE And you would know this how? COACH I got my sources. You don't know who I know! CABOOSE Something tells me I should be thankful for that. Edited November 29, 2005 by Nice Guy Adam Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Adam 0 Report post Posted November 28, 2005 COLE Well, Coach, we're getting ready to see The Deadly Alliance reunited, for one night only, arguably the greatest organization of all time, to take on the S.H.I. COACH That's right, and if you look on the OAOAST website, the Deadly Alliance T-shirts were put back on sale, once this match was announced three weeks ago. You see a lot of them in the crowd tonight, but I had no idea how well they were actually doing. The top selling shirt in wrestling, since they went back on sale the first week of the month. It's amazing the following that these guys have, Cole. COLE It certainly is, Coach! Now, let's take a look at how this entire thing unfolded! Jay Richards rolls into the ring and grabs a chair, as Stevens makes it to his knees. Richards has a sadistic smile on his face. COACH Uh-oh... COLE Jay Richards never left ringside! This spells BIG trouble for Chris Stevens! Alf slides back into the ring...and as he does, Richards turns around and BLASTS HIM WITH THE CHAIR!!!!! COLE WAIT A MINUTE!!! The crowd showers Richards with boos, who turns and looks at Stevens again, keeping the smile the whole time. Stevens then rises up and joins in on the smile, then embraces Richards with a big hug! COACH Oh, MAN! I love it!!! COLE There was never any dissention! This was all a big RUSE by the CSI!!! Stevens gets down and covers Alf... 1........................ COLE DAMN IT!!! NO!!! 2................................................ COLE NOT THIS WAY!!!!!! NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1 Alf gets a shoulder up! COLE YES!!! Alf able to kick out! Richards gets down and holds the arms of Alf, motioning Jumbo into the ring for the XL SPLASH~!!! Jumbo rolls in and runs to the ropes, but Alf pulls Richards forward, causing him to get splashed by his own cohort! Alf then delivers a LOW BLOW to Stevens!!! Just then, TEAM HEYROSS makes its way down to the ring! COLE And help is on the way for Alf! Alf has Stevens positioned for a powerbomb, when Quentin Benjamin slides in and hits Alf with a superkick!!!!! COLE WHAT THE HELL!!!!! This has turned into a five-on-one affair here! Moss sets up Alf on the ropes, and Benjamin jumps over the back with a guillotine!!! They then take Alf down with a DOUBLE GOOZLE, and Stevens covers again... COLE DAMMIT, THIS IS NOT RIGHT!!! 1................. 2................................. 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1 Alf gets a shoulder up yet again! COLE UNBELIEVABLE~!!! Alf STILL refuses to quit! Stevens lets Alf rise to all fours, and suddenly, Heyross runs back through the curtains, and through one side of the ring to the other! Brock Ausstin follows, and the CSI and Team Heyross quickly clear the ring! Brock stops at the ropes and stares down Heyross, as Alf struggles to his feet...and suddenly, BROCK TURNS AND DELIVERS AN F-STUNNER-5 TO ALF!!!!! COLE ... COACH OHHHHH, BABY!!! The CSI is BACK, SON! Brock gives an evil grin to Alf on the mat, and Stevens slides in and covers... 1....................... 2................................................ 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! COLE I'll be DAMNED!!! *DING DING DING* BUFFER The winner of the contest...and NEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW OAOAST Heartland champion...CHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSTEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEVENNNNNNNSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!! COLE I don't believe this! This was all a premeditated plan by the Heyross conglomerate and the CSI, which seemingly, once again now, includes Brock Ausstin! And as a result, we have a new OAOAST Heartland champion, and his name is Chris Stevens! *screen fades to black, then returns* *as Heyross speaks, the S.H.I. is shown walking to the ring together for the first time.* HEYROSS LAST NIGHT, when Jay Richards said that the CSI was dead...well, guess what? It IS DEAD!!! COLE What? HEYROSS Because what you see in the ring right now, is THE MOST POWERFUL force in the HISTORY of the OAOAST! JAY RICHARDS!!! *crowd boos, as Richards smacks his chest and holds his arms out* BROCK AUSSTIN!!! *crowd boos as Brock does the Happy Happy Hoss Dance~!* The big man, JUMBO!!! *crowd boos as Jumbo raises his hands and his tongue hangs from his mouth* CHARLIE MOSS, QUENTIN BENJAMIN, TEAM HEYROSS!!! *crowd boos as Team Heyross poses in opposite corners* CHRIS STEVENS, and yours truly, RICK HEYROSS, we give to you, STEVENS! HEYROSS! INCORPORATED! *crowd boos* *screen fades to black, then returns* *Team Heyross, then Thunderkid & Reject are shown making there entrances as Michael Cole speaks.* COLE The winner of this tag match will receive a World Tag Team title match next week! COLE CATEGORY SIX~!!!!!11111 THEY HIT IT!!! TK covers, but the referee is distracted by Rick Heyross, who has come back to ringside! Behind the referee's back, the remaining S.H.I. members run to ringside, including Brock Ausstin, who delivers an F-STUNNER-5~!!!!!11111 to TK!!! COLE Wait a minute, it's the damn S.H.I.! Brock Ausstin interfering in the match with an F-STUNNER-5 to TK! Stevens pulls Reject from the ring, and delivers a DIAMOND CUTTER on the floor!!! COACH And the champ with a Diamond Cutter to Reject on the outside! COLE NO, not this way! Benjamin slides back in and covers TK... 1................. 2......................................... 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *DING DING DING* COLE DAMN IT!!! Team Heyross steals one thanks to the S.H.I.! BUFFER The winners of the match...TEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAM HEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!! The S.H.I. continues its assault... COACH Hold on, we're being told to cut to the back... The crowd goes CRAZY as they see Alfdogg, with a black eye his forehead bandaged, burst through the doors with baseball bat in hand! COACH Oh my GOD. Alf finally emerges through the curtain as the crowd hits a fever pitch, and jogs to the ring, delivering a MASSIVE swing to the gut of Jumbo! COLE ALFDOGG IS HERE! And the S.H.I. better head for the hills! Alf slides into the ring, driving the top of the bat into the head of Charlie Moss, as the rest of the S.H.I. high-tails it to the front of the aisleway! Alf then starts to choke Moss out with the bat, but Quentin Benjamin drags his partner from the ring as Alf stares them down. Alf then sees TK & Reject headed towards the aisleway, and hops out of the ring, and the three give chase to the S.H.I., who hightail it for a waiting limo backstage! Alf busts out the back of the windshield with the bat as the car's driving off, and TK tosses a trash can at it. *screen fades to black, then returns* JOSH Josh Matthews backstage, I'm waiting on Stevens/Heyross Incorporated... Suddenly, Josh is grabbed by the jacket by Brock Ausstin and forced to follow him down the hall. STEVENS Have we got a job for YOU, Josh! We just came out of the office of Mr. Szechstein, and he wants us to ensure that Alf doesn't show up tonight. So we're on our way to Alf's place right now, to PERSONALLY give him the night off, and you're going to get the scoop. Brock throws Josh into a limo, where Jay Richards and Jumbo are sitting. Brock and Chris get inside and the limo speeds off, with a destination of Indiana. SCHOOL'S OUT~!!!!!11111 for Heyross, who got up on the apron! COLE SCHOOL'S OUT~!!!!!11111 Heyross had no business on the apron, serves him right! Benjamin has reached into his tights, and pulled out a set of brass knuckles! Zack walks over to Benjamin, and gets CLOCKED with the knucks as the ref attempts to get Heyross off of the apron! COACH But you see what Heyross did, he sacrificed himself so his team could win the tag team titles! Benjamin covers, and the crowd boos LOUDLY as the referee drops to count... 1................ 2............................................ 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NO!!! ZACK KICKS OUT!!!!! COLE ONLY TWO!!! COACH SO, SO CLOSE for Team Heyross! Suddenly, Benjamin looks up at the big screen, which shows the rest of S.H.I. getting out of the limo earlier in the day, accompanied by guards, presumably having found the residence of Alfdogg. RICHARDS According to Calvin, this is the place. STEVENS Here we are, 100 South Capitol Avenue... The crowd busts out in laughter as the camera goes to the wide shot. JOSH ...you guys, this is the RCA Dome. STEVENS What...are you sure you got the right address? RICHARDS This is what Calvin gave me! 100 South Capitol Avenue! JOSH If you don't mind my saying, I think you guys have been duped. S.H.I. throws a tantrum on the sidewalk. STEVENS Come on, we've got to get back to the arena! Team Heyross stares at the screen, then go back to work on Zack, setting him up on Moss's shoulders. Suddenly, the crowd ERUPTS as Alfdogg runs out, with Reject and Thunderkid in tow! Alf has a kendo stick, and takes a home run swing at Moss, hitting him in the midsection! The ref spots the shot and calls for the bell! *DING DING DING* Alf catches Benjamin coming in with a shot to the midsection, then one to the back! Thunderkid drops Moss with the THUNDERBOLT DDT~!!!!!11111 Reject then pushes him out of the ring, and TK lifts Benjamin, and Reject joins in for the THUNDEROUS REJECTION~!!!!!11111 Alf goes up to the top...FIVE-STAR ALF SPLASH~!!!!!11111 At this point, the remainder of S.H.I. runs to the ring, as Alf, TK and Reject depart and move to the aisleway. Alf has a mic, as does Stevens. STEVENS All right Alf. I BEAT you at World Without End, and took your Heartland title. Why can't you just accept that? *crowd boos* I mean, last week, you already put Jumbo on the shelf, what do you want from us? ALF I'll tell you what I want. I want the five of you guys at November Reign, in an Elimination Rules match. You'll be facing myself, Thunderkid, Reject, and there's one other person. *crowd cheers, as S.H.I. laughs in the ring.* STEVENS Who could you POSSIBLY have acquired that would delude you into thinking you could defeat Stevens/Heyross Incorporated a man down? ALF Well, this is all I have to say. You know, they say two is company...THREE is a crowd...but FOUR, can be a very DEADLY number. *the crowd starts to get excited, as Alf points to the big screen.* The lights in the arena dim, then begin going crazy, as does the crowd! The lights act as if a virus has infected them, randomly jerking around the arena, frantically changing colors and turning off and on. It’s as if a bad anime scene has come to life. COACH Oh my GOD. Loud scratching fills the airwave, as if a DJ has lost their mind and is attempting to break their equipment. In-between the rips, legitimate music kicks on, of a Southern, heavy metal nature. “I ask you please just give us/ Five Minutes Alone.” The lights continue to dart and flash as the music leaves and the scratching continues, only to come back again, now of a hip-hop nature. “White America/ I could be one of your kids.” The rap fades out and the scratching continues, at an even greater pace, until music comes back, now of a hardcore variety. “Final Prayer/ Final prayer for the human race.” The lights come back on, and the crowd is at a fever pitch as the S.H.I. has collectively shit a brick in the ring. *screen fades to black, then returns* COLE And here comes Brock Ausstin, attempting to qualify for a shot at the World championship next week on Thanksgiving HeldDOWN~! But it'll be no easy task getting there, Coach! COACH Brock with a steel chair now, no referee! ALF Brock's doing what he's got to do to get into that match next week, I gotta respect... Alf is cut off as he's BLASTED in the head with the chair! COLE HEY! What the hell are you doing? Alf lays on the floor and removes his headset as Brock goes back into the ring and lays the chair down on the mat. He then sets Zack up for the F-STUNNER-5~!!!!!11111 But as he lines Zack up with the chair on the mat... The lights in the arena dim, and the crowd ERUPTS. The lights then begin going crazy, as if a virus has infected them, randomly jerking around the arena, frantically changing colors and turning off and on. It’s as if a bad anime scene has come to life. COACH Oh my GOD, there's that music again! Brock drops Zack to the mat and stares at the entryway as oud scratching fills the airwave, as if a DJ has lost their mind and is attempting to break their equipment. In-between the rips, legitimate music kicks on, of a Southern, heavy metal nature. “I ask you please just give us/ Five Minutes Alone.” COLE Could it be??? The lights continue to dart and flash as Brock grabs the chair back off the mat and goes over to the ropes. The music leaves and the scratching continues, only to come back again, now of a hip-hop nature. “White America/ I could be one of your kids.” The rap fades out and the scratching continues, at an even greater pace, until music comes back, now of a hardcore variety. “Final Prayer/ Final prayer for the human race.” The lights come back on, and the crowd is going nuts as Brock continues to stand at the ropes. COLE Look at the look on Brock's face! This is the first time I've ever seen him...he appears to be scared, Coach! COACH ...I can't believe I'm saying this, but I think you're right, Cole! Brock steps back with the chair in both hands, then turns around...right into SCHOOL'S OUT~!!!!!11111 from Zack, sending the chair right back into his face! COLE SCHOOL'S OUT! SCHOOL'S OUT! ZACK HIT IT!!! Alf delivers a right hand to Rick Heyross outside the ring, then gives him a vertical suplex on the floor, as the referee comes to and Zack covers... 1............... 2................................... 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *DING DING DING* COLE ZACK WINS!!! Zack's going to Thanksgiving HeldDOWN~! for a shot at the World title! *Brock stares at Alf from the ring angrily.* *screen fades to black, then returns.* *Alf, then Zack, then SJ are show making their entrances.* COLE And it's time for the World championship to be on the line, in a triple threat match! COLE WAIT A MINUTE!!! That's Chris Stevens, the Heartland champion! Stevens waits for Alf to gets to his feet, then dashes at him with his belt! However, Alf ducks, and Zack takes the shot instead! Alf clotheslines Stevens to the floor! Leon Rodez, upset about the miscarriage of justice towards his partner, runs out and attacks Stevens on the floor! COACH Alf's going to the top again, as it's chaos on the floor now! Alf hits Zack with the FIVE-STAR ALF SPLASH~!!!!!11111 1... 2................. ..... Brock Ausstin is at ringside, and pulls Alf to the outside! COLE Brock Ausstin is out! The S.H.I. is here! I think Alf had the pin right there! TK and Reject come to Alf's aid as SJ crawls over and lays across the shoulders of Zack! COLE Oh no, not this way! 1..... 2............ Stephen Joseph groggily hooks the leg! 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! COLE DAMN IT!!! STEPHEN JOSEPH STEALS IT! COLE This is MASS CHAOS on the outside! The Sadist and Jumbo get up on the apron and grab JINGUS, and toss him off the top onto the huge crowd of bodies on the outside! COLE UNBELIEVABLE!!!!! EVERYONE is down in the aisle, when suddenly... The lights in the arena dim, and the crowd pops MASSIVELY. The caps don't properly emphasize the magnitude of the pop, but I don't feel like using the size code. The lights begin going crazy, as if a virus has infected them, randomly jerking around the arena, frantically changing colors and turning off and on. It’s as if a bad anime scene has come to life. COLE Is it him??? IS HE REALLY HERE THIS TIME??? Loud scratching fills the airwave, as if a DJ has lost their mind and is attempting to break their equipment. In-between the rips, legitimate music kicks on, of a Southern, heavy metal nature. “I ask you please just give us/ Five Minutes Alone.” The lights continue to dart and flash as the music leaves and the scratching continues, only to come back again, now of a hip-hop nature. “White America/ I could be one of your kids.” The rap fades out and the scratching continues, at an even greater pace, until music comes back, now of a hardcore variety. “Final Prayer/ Final prayer for the human race.” A single spotlight appears on the stage, the only light in the darkened arena. People look towards the light, but see nothing. Until the music, “People = Shit” by Slipknot, hits. “HERE WE GO AGAIN MOTHERFUCKER!” fills the arena, the music reached its peak of anger and rage, but still no one appears on the stage. The music continues, with still only a single spotlight for light. The music builds up again, this time with no lyrics, until, finally, a figure punches through the curtains. Wearing torn jean shorts, a torn sleeveless black t-shirt, and two bandanas, one over his face and the other over his head. The hands are taped up with a red “X” on the back. COACH HOLY SHIT!!!!! COLE YES!!! HE'S ACTUALLY HERE!!! Sandman slowly walks down the aisleway, as everyone is brawling again. Alf rolls out of the ring, and grabs a plastic tub of lighttubes from underneath it! He grabs one, and tosses one to Sandman, who proceeds to BLAST Scotty Static of the GPX right in the back of the head! PR takes a shot from Alf, and goes flying over the top rope! TK and Reject each grab one, and each deliver shots to the back of Jumbo! Sandman is in the ring! He grabs Jay Richards, and hits the ARCHANGEL'S WINGS~!!!!!11111 Alf and Sandman then surround Chris Stevens, both holding lighttubes in each of their hands! Alf gets a huge smirk on his face. COLE Uh oh...Stevens really caught between a rock and a hard place here! TK and Reject drag Rick Heyross back to the ring, and toss him inside! This allows Stevens to roll out, but now Heyross is caught! As Heyross begs off of Sandman, Alf trips him from behind with a lighttube, then takes a lighttube shot RIGHT TO THE NUTS~!!! from Sandman!!! Alf goes up top, as Sandman sticks the second lighttube in the face of a just recovering SJ, whose eyes bug out and he quickly drops and rolls out of the ring and jumps into the crowd with his title belt! Alf hits Heyross with the FIVE-STAR ALF SPLASH~!!!!!11111 Heels stand, or lay in some cases, in the aisle. Stephen Joseph stands on a fan's chair and glares at The Deadly Alliance, belt over his shoulder. TK and Reject help Zack up in the corner, and Leon checks on him as Alf grabs a mic. ALF You better batten down the hatches up there, Nova Scotia! *crowd cheers* Because November Reign...*crowd chants along* JUST... GOT... DEADLIER!!! Alf slams the mike down, and Kick Some Ass by Stroke 9, the Deadly Alliance theme, plays the show out. COLE OH MY GOD!!! If that's the carnage that's in store for November Reign, we're in for one hell of a shitstorm! GOOD NIGHT, everybody, and we'll see you in three days for November Reign! *dun dun* *dun dun* *dun dun* *dun dun* WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ARRRRRRRRRRRE YOU? WHO WHO, WHO WHO! WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ARRRRRRRRRRRE YOU? WHO WHO, WHO WHO! COLE And a lot of people have been waiting for this one, Coach! COACH You're not kidding, Cole! The reunion of the Deadly Alliance, for one night only, taking on the S.H.I., and here they come down the aisle! BUFFER The following contest is a Survivor-Series style match! Introducing the first team, being led to the ring by RICK HEYROSS, and JUMBO...the team members include CHARLIE MOSS and QUENTIN BENJAMIN, TEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAMMMMM HEYROSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!! *crowd boos* JAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRICHARRRRRRRRRRDSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!! *crowd boos* BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRROCK AUSSSSSSSSSSSSSSTINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!! *crowd boos* and the OAOAST Heartland champion, CHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS SSSSSSSSSSSSSTEVENNNNNNNNSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!! Collectively, they are known as STEVENS/HEYROSS INNNNNNNNNNNNNNCORPORATED!!!!! The team gets ready in the ring. Kick Some Ass[/b] by Stroke 9 hits, and the crowd pops MASSIVELY as the Deadly Alliance comes through the curtains. COLE And this is a sight I thought I'd never see again, Coach! BUFFER Their opponents...introducing first...THHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHUNDERKIIIIIIIIIIIIIIID!!!!! *crowd cheers* RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREJECT!!!!! *crowd cheers* former Heavyweight champion of the WORLD, ALFDOGG!!!!! *crowd cheers* and the most sadistic, masochistic, motherfucker ever to set foot in a wrestling ring... SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNDMMMMMMAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNN NNNNNNNNNNNNNNN NNNNNNNNNNIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNE THHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUSSSSSSSSSSANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNND!!!!! (that's even funnier when you imagine Buffer actually saying it) Collectively known, for ONE NIGHT ONLY, as the DEADLYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY AAAAAAAAAAAAALIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIANCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCEEEEEEE!!!!! COACH Well, Alf said he'd make everyone regret what happened at World Without End, and he's got the guy! The one person with a mind more SICK, more TWISTED, more DEMENTED, more PERVERTED than his own, the Sandman 9000! *DING DING DING* COLE And here we go! Reject and Charlie Moss start things off. A tieup, and Moss takes Reject over with an armdrag, then does the "wipe the sweat from his brow and fling it on the opponent" taunt. Reject chases Moss back into a neutral corner, and Charlie sticks his head through the ropes to keep him off as the referee holds him back. COACH I see Alf's got everyone aggressive for this match, but that could work against them if they lose their focus, Cole! As the two approach each other again, Reject hits Moss with a straight kick to the gut, then follows with a Japanese arm drag! Reject backs Moss into the ropes, but Moss reverses a whip. Moss leapfrogs Reject, then drops to his back for a reverse monkey flip, but Reject sees it coming, stops and drops a fist! Moss gets up holding his face, and walks into a spin kick! Benjamin and Richards jump into the ring and meet the same fate! TK joins his partner in the ring, and sets him up for a suplex! COLE What's this move? TK lifts Reject up in a vertical suplex as Brock Ausstin comes into the ring, then brings him back down so that Reject's ankles are around Brock's neck! TK then spins Reject around, and Reject is able to grab the ropes and take Brock over them with a headscissors! TK then catches Chris Stevens coming in with a superkick, sending him over the top to the floor! COACH WOW! I've never seen anything like that! COLE Very innovative in double-team maneuvers are Thunderkid and Reject, no doubt about it. S.H.I. regroups on the floor as Alf gets into the ring. He then calls Sandman into the ring, as well, causing the fans to become giddy. COLE Oh my God, what is the DA planning right here? Alf picks up Sandman in a fallaway slam position...then TK and Reject pick Alf up on their shoulders! COACH ...you've got to be kidding me!!! Alf, sitting atop TK and Reject's shoulders, tosses Sandman OVERHEAD ONTO THE S.H.I. ON THE FLOOR!!!!! COLE UNBELIEVABLE!!! Sandman then calmly gets up, as the crowd does dueling chants of "SAND-MAN!" "HO-LY SHIT!", and walks back over to his corner. Alf then runs to the ropes, and TK and Reject backdrop him over onto the S.H.I. once again! Brock gets up quickly, and he and Alf begin slugging it out. The rest of the S.H.I. begin to come to, and Alf is outnumbered on the floor... ...until Reject takes out the entire crowd with a HANDS-FREE SOMERSAULT PLANCHA~! COACH They're breaking out the heavy artilery early on in this one, Cole! COLE And speaking of heavy artilery... TK goes up to the top turnbuckle, and waits on the crowd of people to get up. Jay Richards and Quentin Benjamin slowly climb into the ring. When everyone else finally makes it to their feet, TK hits a SHOOTING STAR PRESS into the crowd of people! COACH AMAZING show of athleticism by the 250-pound Thunderkid! Jay Richards walks to the other side of the ring, and waits on the crowd of people to get up once again. He then runs to the ropes, and somersaults over them to the apron, faking everyone out! He then points to Quentin Benjamin, who springs to the top rope, and executes a 450 SPLASH onto the pile of wrestlers! COACH GREAT teamwork by Jay Richards and Quentin Benjamin of S.H.I.! Richards caps it all off by climbing backwards to the top rope, and diving off with a MOONSAULT!!!!! The crowd is going absolutely BALLISTIC at the show being put on! COLE And LISTEN to these people! They're loving this! COACH Who are the legal men? COLE As far as I know, there have been no tags made, so it's still Reject and Charlie Moss! Everyone VERY slowly gets up and goes back to their places, and Moss tags in Jay Richards. Richards has somehow gotten brass knucks, and takes a wild swing at Reject...who ducks, and hits the EULOGY~!!!!!11111 COLE THE EULOGY~!!! HE HIT IT!!! Reject rolls over and tags Alf, who goes to the top rope...and hits the FIVE-STAR ALF SPLASH~!!!!!11111 Reject raises his finger in the air to count along with the crowd and the referee... 1..... 2..................... 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! COLE And we've got our first elimination, it's down to 4-on-4, an even contest! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 1st elimination: Jay Richards (4:57) eliminated by: Alfdogg (pinfall) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ However, Team Heyross jumps into the ring and hits Alf with a DOUBLE SUPERKICK~! COACH Team Heyross quick to get back to work, and now their side has the advantage! COLE And it's Quentin Benjamin, from the University of Oregon, in there with the former World champion, Alfdogg! COACH And what a feather in the cap it would be for this kid if he were to score a victory here against Alf! Benjamin gives Alf a snap suplex! He then tries a kick to the midsection, but Alf catches the foot! Alf spins Benjamin around, but Benjamin catches him with a windmill kick! Benjamin then picks up Alf, and executes a SITOUT POWERBOMB~! COLE And it could happen right here! 1... 2........... NO! Alf gets a shoulder up! COACH WOW, beautifully executed move from Quentin Benjamin, and he almost DID get it right there! Benjamin gives Alf an overhead belly-to-belly, then tags Moss in. Moss backs Alf into the ropes, and TK tags himself in, unbeknownst to Moss. Moss pulls Alf away from the ropes, and gives him a back suplex, then sets up the MOSSY KNOLL~!!! TK makes his way to the top rope undetected, and comes off, catching Moss with a SUNSET FLIP! 1........ 2............. NO! Moss slides out! However, he walks right into a BIG clothesline from TK! TK then picks up Moss, and DRIVES him with a fallaway slam! TK sits on the mat for a second, and tags Reject back in. TK picks up Moss in a hangman's hold, and Reject measures him...then hits a MASSIVE buzzsaw kick to the midsection! COACH And THERE'S another one of those innovative double team moves from TK and Reject, and that could break a rib VERY easily! Moss holds his midsection and rolls around on the mat as TK leaves the ring. Reject drops a quick legdrop, then runs to the other side of the ring and comes back with ROLLING THUNDER~! Reject covers... 1.... 2........... Moss kicks out! COACH And I should also point out, this has basically been a three-on-three match so far, as far as inside the ring goes...Sandman, Chris Stevens and Brock Ausstin have yet to legally enter this match! S.H.I. failed to utilize their one-man advantage, and as a result, they no longer have it! Reject runs to the ropes, and Quentin Benjamin gives him a kick to the back of the head! Moss catches Reject with a STO-backbreaker, then locks in the MOSSY KNOLL~!!! COACH The MOSSY KNOLL~! is locked in! Where's the referee? COLE Referee tied up with Quentin Benjamin, Coach! Alf hops off the apron, and grabs a lighttube from under the apron, tossing it to Sandman! COACH Wait a minute, this isn't right! Sandman enters the ring, and BLASTS Moss from behind in the head with the lighttube! TK then climbs into the ring, and he and Reject hit the THUNDEROUS REJECTION~!!!!!11111 Reject covers as the referee turns around... 1...... 2................ 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! COACH THEY CHEATED! THAT'S NOT FAIR!!! COLE Down to 4-on-3!!! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 2nd elimination: Charlie Moss (8:23) eliminated by: Reject (pinfall) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Reject gets up, and runs over to dropkick Quentin Benjamin, who is up on the top rope, sending him down crotch-first on the top! Reject then tags Alf back in, and Alf runs to the corner with Benjamin, getting on the second rope, and taking him off the buckles with a T-BONE SUPLEX~!!! COACH WHOA! A second-rope T-Bone from Alf right there on Quentin, and now it looks like he's going to be finished off! Alf goes around to Benjamin's feet, and locks in the SHARPSHOOTER~!!! COLE Sharpshooter is locked in! Will we go down to 4-2 here? Benjamin is right by the ropes, but Alf pulls him right back to the middle! Benjamin screams out in pain, but tries one last time to reach the ropes, before Alf REALLY sits back on the hold, and BENJAMIN TAPS~!!! COLE And Quentin Benjamin taps out! Nice showing by the young guy while he was in there, but now it's down to 4-on-2! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 3rd elimination: Quentin Benjamin (9:17) eliminated by: Alfdogg (submission) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Brock Ausstin slowly climbs into the ring and waits on Alf, giving him a kick to the midsection, then lifting him up...for an F-STUNNER-5~!!!!!11111 Cover... COLE OH MY! Could this be it for Alf? 1...... 2..................... 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! COACH WHOA!!!!! First elimination on the DA side, and look who it is! COLE HUGE elimination for Brock and Chris Stevens, who applauds on the apron and has STILL not legally entered this match yet! This is Brock's first time himself! COACH Yeah, but look at TK and Reject, they're pretty worn out, Cole! Brock came in fresh as a daisy, he bided his time, swarmed on Alf, and now he's history! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 4th elimination: Alfdogg (9:50) eliminated by: Brock Ausstin (pinfall) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ COLE Speaking of fresh, Sandman ALSO has yet to enter this match. COACH Well, I think he realizes the fate that awaits him should he get in there with Brock Ausstin! Brock said he's NOT afraid of the Sandman, and he's going to show it tonight, Cole! COLE Well, we'll find out, right now it's Brock Ausstin and Thunderkid. Brock pounds on the back of TK with forearms, then whips him hard into the corner. TK walks out slowly, and Brock gives him a BIG backdrop! COLE WHAT ELEVATION on that backdrop! Thunderkid is *250 POUNDS!* AMAZING strength from Brock Ausstin! Brock then tags in Chris Stevens. COLE And NOW Chris Stevens tags in, now that Alf has been eliminated! COACH Wait a minute, Cole, what are you implying? Stevens picks up TK and hits a Northern Lights suplex with a bridge! 1.... 2....... TK kicks out! Chris drops a knee to the sternum, then whips TK into the ropes and hits a high knee. He then picks up TK and hits a DDT, then tags Brock back in. Brock picks up TK in a PRESS SLAM, and slams him hard down to the mat. Brock plants a foot on TK's chest, getting a two-count. COLE Not gonna get a pin like that in this match. COACH Well I think he knows that, Cole, I think he's just trying to show him who the boss is in this ring right now! Brock grabs TK in a rear waistlock, then powers him over backwards with a release German suplex, in such fashion that TK flips over all the way onto his stomach! COLE Such awesome power, I mean TK is 250 pounds and a very powerful man in his own right, and he's being absolutely manhandled by Brock Ausstin right now! Brock turns TK over onto his back, and tags Stevens back in. Stevens goes to the top rope, and comes off with a big elbowdrop! Cover... 1.... 2......... NO! TK kicks out again! COLE But TK refusing to quit in this matchup! Stevens picks up TK, and gives him a backbreaker, then tags Brock back in again. Brock whips TK hard into the corner, but eats feet on a charge! Brock is groggy, but comes at him again, with the same result! TK then runs at Brock, and attempts a hurricanrana, but Brock catches him and gives him a SITOUT POWERBOMB~! COACH Well, TK with some momentum going, but Brock Austin just TOO good on this night. COLE Look at this, now BROCK'S going upstairs! Brock goes to the top rope, but comes down again right into the raised feet of TK! Brock slouches down in the corner, as TK struggles over to his! Right as TK gets to his corner, Stevens jumps into the ring and distracts the referee as TK tags Reject! However, before Reject can do any damage, the referee forces him out, as he didn't see the tag! Brock picks up TK and holds him for a superkick...but TK moves out of the way, and Stevens kicks Brock! COACH ...oh no. TK crawls over to the corner, and TAGS SANDMAN!!! The crowd goes NUTS~!!! COLE HERE WE GO!!! SANDMAN'S FIRST LEGAL ACTION! Stevens gets a wide-eyed look on his face, as Sandman delivers blows to the midsection! Sandman bounces off the ropes, and takes down Stevens with a YAKUZA KICK~!!! COLE THERE'S A YAKUZA KICK~! That's always been a trademark move of Sandman's! Sandman turns slowly, and makes a "come here" signal to Reject, who responds by throwing him a lighttube! Sandman slams the lighttube over the head of Stevens, in clear view of the referee! The ref goes to signal for the bell, but Brock stops his hand. COACH What??? COLE What is Brock Ausstin telling this referee? Brock talks to the ref for a bit, then gets across the ring from Sandman, who grabs another lighttube. Brock waves at him, as if to say "bring it on!" COACH Oh, here we go! Brock didn't want a disqualification! Brock wants to prove that he's not afraid of the Sandman or of anybody! Sandman finally walks over to Brock, and NAILS him over the head with the lighttube...which doesn't break! Brock falls to the outside, unconscious! COACH What the hell??? Sandman starts peeling the lightbulb remnants off, to reveal a billy club in disguise! The referee counts Brock, who isn't so much as budging! ONE!!! TWO!!!! THREE!!!!!! FOUR!!!!!!!!!!!!!! FIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SIX!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SEVEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! EIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1 NINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! COLE Brock Ausstin is GONE!!!!! COACH That's not fair, Cole! Sandman had to use a weapon to get it done! COLE Hey, it's Brock's fault for having the disqualification rule waived, which is obviously what was going on in that conversation! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 5th elimination: Brock Ausstin (14:03) eliminated by: countout ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ COLE And now...it's THREE on ONE, Coach. All three men have lighttubes, and are surrounding Stevens. They continue to circle Stevens until he finds an opening and slides out into the aisleway. Stevens taunts them as he backs up, not knowing Alfdogg is on his way back to the ring, and he grabs Stevens by the trunks and tosses him back inside! Sandman blasts him from behind with a lighttube! TK and Reject then wait for him to get to his feet, and perform a CONCHAIRTO with their lighttubes! Sandman then picks him up off the canvas, delivers a foot to the gut, and plants him with the ARCHANGEL'S WINGS~!!!!!11111 COLE And that should do it for this one! 1.. 2............ 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *DING DING DING* ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 6th elimination: Chris Stevens (15:02) eliminated by: Sandman9000 (pinfall) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ BUFFER The winners of this contest...the DEADLYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNCCCCCCCCCCCCCEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!! Kick Some Ass by Stroke 9 hits as the DA, including Alf, walks back down the aisle victorious. COLE Arguably the greatest faction in the history of wrestling, The Deadly Alliance, back for one night only, stand victorious. The four DA members all raise each other's hands at the entryway as the crowd showers them with cheers. ************* COLE Folks, I'm very pleased to announce that starting this Thursday on HeldDOWN~!, GM Calvin Szechstein has ruled an 8-team tournament to start, which will crown the first-ever OAOAST SIX-MAN tag team champions! The finals will be held at Climax, Coach! *the brackets are shown on the big screen.* COACH That's exactly right, Cole, and look at the matchups set for this Thursday! COLE In one matchup, the Spanish Fly forms a unique partnership with the Sooner Bruisers, and they'll be taking on three guys we just saw in there, Brock Ausstin and Team Heyross from the S.H.I.! COACH And look at this one Cole! Zack Malibu, Leon Rodez, and Peter Knight join forces to take on the trio of Jamie O'Hara, and the Global Party Exchange! COLE Be sure to tune in to HeldDOWN~! to catch every minute of the action! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Adam 0 Report post Posted November 28, 2005 (edited) COLE Now fans, coming up next is the continuation of a fierce rivalry. Vitamin X and Otaku II are about to collide one-on-one. COACH It’s a rematch from World Without End. This is going to be a good one. Otaku II is pumped up, and so is Vitamin X. *KA-CHING!* *Come and take your Vitamin X.* “Bling-Bling” by The Big Tymers featuring B.G. and Hot Boys starts playing while the crowd starts booing. Vitamin X comes out, doing the Shane-O-Mac Shuffle. X is wearing a black t-shirt with a black football jersey over it. VITAMIN X is written on the front of the jersey in red, blocky letters and “Eddie Guerrero: 1967-2005. VIVA LA RAZA” is written on the back in red, “gangsta-style” font. X is also wearing red sweatpants and white Reeboks. Dollar signs are superimposed over the entrance ramp as Vitamin X walks to the ring, bobbing his head to the beat of his entrance song. *DING DING DING* MICHAEL BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall with a thirty-minute time limit. Introducing first. Coming to the ring at this time. From Miami, Florida. Weighing in at 248 lbs. He is the Financial Consultant for The Lightning Crew. VITAMIN XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX!!! Vitamin X jaws with the fans as he continues his walk to the ring. COLE Vitamin X has had it in for Otaku II ever since World Without End where Otaku defeated him fair and square. He acts as though he holds a victory over Otaku, when in real life, there was never a match, instead Vitamin X forced the referee to count Otaku out and give him the win! CABOOSE Do we have to go through this again, Michael? Vitamin X DID beat Otaku II four weeks ago on HeldDOWN~! He really did. COLE Anyway, this past Thursday on HeldDOWN~!, Vitamin X sent a message to Otaku II, and he did it the only way he could. The OAOAST HeldDOWN~! logo flashes by on the screen. Cut to the November 24th edition of HeldDOWN~! after Vitamin X and Cuban Wall interrupt Otaku’s interview: Cuban Wall kicks Otaku II in the stomach. Vitamin X goes off screen for a second, but then comes back with a steel chair. VITAMIN X Pick him up! Cuban Wall picks up the groggy and hurt Otaku II. He holds him up. Vitamin X has a sick smile on his face as he WALLOPS Otaku II over the head with the chair! CABOOSE There was only so much of Otaku’s bullcrap that Vitamin X could take. Talking about how there was no second match between the two of them. Vitamin X had to punish him for making those remarks. Vitamin X gets on top of Otaku and punches him in the forehead. Blood starts pouring from Otaku’s forehead. He grinds the point of his left elbow on the cut. He goes back to punching Otaku in the face while Cuban Wall cheers him on. COLE And then we saw an almost sadistic side of Vitamin X as he stood over the bleeding Otaku. VITAMIN X Yeah! Yeah! You like that? You like that? Huh? You like that? BOO-YAH~!!! YOU GOT NOTHIN’ PUNK! OTAKU! YOU ARE MINE, THIS SUNDAY! You are mine! I’ll see you Sunday! The OAOAST HeldDOWN~! logo flashes across the screen. Vitamin X hops onto a turnbuckle, and crosses his arms in an X a’la HHH’s poses/spits water. The crowd is still booing. VX looks at the crowd in disgust and then gets off the turnbuckle. COLE There are no titles on the line in this match. This is all about respect. Vitamin X does not respect Otaku II, and he believes Otaku II does not respect him. Vitamin X bounces off the ropes and does the Shane-O-Mac Shuffle. “Bling-Bling” by The Big Tymers featuring B.G. and Hot Boys dies down. CABOOSE Well, Otaku II is going to respect Vitamin X tonight, after X beats him that is. “Ashburn” by Hikari starts playing. The crowd pops. Sky blue lights around the arena turn on and off. Otaku II comes out by himself as the singer finishes the first verse. Otaku has a smile on his face as he raises his hands in the air acknowledging the fans’ cheers. He jogs down the ramp and to the ring, high fiving fans along the way. BUFFER And his opponent. From Boston, Massachusetts. Weighing in at 215 lbs. He is the leader of Mad Machine. OTAKUUUUUUU TWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! COLE Listen to the fans! They have a developed quite the admiration towards Otaku ever since he debuted in the OAOAST! CABOOSE Bah! These fans don’t have good taste then. Otaku II is nothing compared to Tha Puerto Rican, or Vitamin X. COLE Otaku suffered a mild concussion due to the chairshot from Vitamin X last Thursday. He’s been a little groggy all day, so you have to wonder if he’s 100% for this matchup. Otaku enters the ring. He gets on a turnbuckle and raises his arms in the air as “Ashburn” continues playing. The crowd cheers. Otaku II gets on another turnbuckle and raises his arms in the air to more cheers. Vitamin X leaves the ring during this. CABOOSE I doubt Otaku II will be 100% Michael. You saw that chairshot. It looked like it got Otaku HARD! It’s a miracle Otaku is still standing following that chairshot, let alone wrestling. Otaku takes off his Eddie Guerrero Cheat 2 Win T-shirt and throws it to the crowd. He stares at Vitamin X, and then decides to head out of the ring to get him. A short chase follows, but then Vitamin X enters the ring. Otaku is about to charge towards X, but X throws referee Jimmy Korderas in front of him to remind him that the bell hasn’t rung yet. The lights go back in the arena as “Ashburn” by Hikari dies down. COLE Otaku isn’t wasting anytime. He wants a piece of Vitamin X now. Referee Jimmy Korderas calls for the bell. *DING DING DING* VITAMIN X vs. OTAKU II Otaku and Vitamin X stare at each other from opposite corners. X leaves the ring. He tells Otaku he isn’t ready to fight yet. COLE He isn’t ready to fight? What does he mean by that? CABOOSE Maybe he hasn’t warmed up yet. You know, do some stretching, some jumping jacks. Stuff like that. Vitamin X walks around the ringside area. Otaku II goes to the outside, but is stopped by Jimmy Korderas. Otaku argues with Korderas. Meanwhile, Vitamin X gets back into the ring. While Otaku is arguing with the ref, X sneaks up behind Otaku and grabs his tights, rolling him up for a two count! COLE A kickout! Vitamin X wants to end this match quickly. VX quickly leaves the ring. Otaku II chases him around ringside. X gets into the ring, followed by Otaku. Since X entered the ring first, he is able to kick Otaku as he enters the ring. VX does this for a while. VX picks him up and takes him over to a turnbuckle, slamming his head against the turnbuckle pad. VX whips Otaku into the ropes. Otaku reverses, and gives him a BAAACK BODY DROP! X gets back up, so Otaku gives him a flapjack, followed by three forearms, which knock X down. The crowd chants “O-TAK-U! O-TAK-U!” Otaku II picks up Vitamin X and whips him into a turnbuckle. Otaku charges, but X moves out of the way and Otaku hits the turnbuckle! Vitamin X takes control, beating on Otaku with lefts and rights. He starts doing the Shane-O-Mac Shuffle. Punch. Punch. Shane-O-Mac Shuffle. Punch! Otaku goes down! VITAMIN X Yeah! That’s right! You ain’t nothing! Nothing! X heads to the top turnbuckle. He leaps off…doing the Leap Of Faith onto Otaku! He covers. 1… 2… OTAKU PUTS HIS SHOULDER UP!!! COLE Close call! Vitamin X is frustrated. “X’S A PU-SSY! *Clap Clap Clapclapclap* X’S A PU-SSY! *Clap Clap Clapclapclap* X’S A PU-SSY! *Clap Clap Clapclapclap* X’S A PU-SSY! *Clap Clap Clapclapclap*” CABOOSE Here we go again. HE IS NOT! Otaku gets up, but suddenly stumbles. He appears to be dizzy, which causes Jimmy Korderas to check on him. COLE It appears as though Otaku’s concussion is affecting him big time. CABOOOSE (Emotionless) Oh that is so terrible. While the referee checks on Otaku, Vitamin X notices a turnbuckle. He walks over to it and quickly unties the top turnbuckle pad. Once the turnbuckle pad is taken off, VX walks over to Otaku who was still being checked by the referee. COLE What’s X planning now? COACH Whatever it is, it isn’t good for Otaku! Vitamin X grabs Otaku and whips him into the turnbuckle with the exposed top turnbuckle. HOWEVER, Otaku reverses, and it is Vitamin X who hits the exposed top turnbuckle! VX hits the turnbuckle HARD! Otaku follows that by giving X a HARD clothesline on the turnbuckle! COACH Looks like X’s plan backfired on him! The crowd is hot! Otaku grabs Vitamin X in a facelock. He places VX on the top turnbuckle. Otaku gets on the second rope. COLE What’s he doing? COACH It looks like he’s going for the superplex! Otaku grabs Vitamin X by his hair. Suddenly, Vitamin X grabs Otaku’s head with his hands and SMASHES Otaku’s head on the exposed top turnbuckle! Otaku is dazed for a few seconds. Vitamin X stands up on the top turnbuckle. The crowd stands up also. With Otaku II hunched over on the second rope, and Vitamin X standing over him on the top turnbuckle, VX decides there’s no better time than now… TO DO A SUNSET FLIP POWERBOMB~!!! Otaku landed on top of his head. Vitamin X covers Otaku II while grabbing Otaku’s tights! Referee Jimmy Korderas counts. 1… 2… 3!!! *DING DING DING* (4:35) COLE Vitamin X defeats Otaku II! CABOOSE X is now 2-1 against Otaku! “Bling-Bling” by The Big Tymers featuring B.G. and Hot Boys starts playing. Vitamin X runs out of the ring and raises his hands in victory while the crowd boos. BUFFER Here is your winner…VITAMINNNNN XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX!!!! Referee Jimmy Korderas raises X’s hands in victory. COACH I can’t believe the match ended so quickly! COLE I can’t believe it either, but I believe if it weren’t for Otaku’s concussion, this match would have gone on much longer and would have had a different winner. Otaku’s concussion played a key role in X’s win tonight. CABOOSE Now come on! Concussion or not, Vitamin X would have won this match! He just proved to the world that he really is better than Otaku. You saw that sunset flip powerbomb? It was incredible. Only a man like Vitamin X could do something like that! COLE Well, I got to give credit to Vitamin X. He had a great counter. The OAOAST November Reign logo flashes by on the screen. The replay of the ending to the match is shown. COLE (CONT’D) Otaku’s head hit the steel. CABOOSE Then look at that. BOO-YAH~! Sunset Flip Powerbomb! Incredible move, and look, Otaku’s head hit the mat. COLE Otaku was already feeling the effects of that concussion. I don’t think that sunset flip powerbomb helped him feel better. CABOOSE No duh. COLE But why did he have to pull the tights? What was the reason for that? CABOOSE Just for good measure. He wanted to make sure this was the end of the match. The OAOAST November Reign logo flashes by across the screen again. Vitamin X is walking up the ramp with a cocky smirk on his face. “Bling-Bling” continues playing. Otaku is still on the mat, holding his head in pain. COLE Well, like it or not, Vitamin X has picked up the victory against Otaku II. He and Otaku are now tied at 1-1 in their rivalry. CABOOSE Uh-uh, uh-uh. Vitamin X is now 2-1 in his matches against Otaku! COLE *Sighs*. Not this again! CABOOSE It’s the truth, Ruth! COLE Otaku really tried to fight despite the concussion, but in the end, Vitamin X picked up the deuce in this surprisingly short matchup. Is this is a sign of things to come? Will Vitamin X be the only member of The Lightning Crew to leave November Reign victorious tonight? Or will X’s boss, Tha Puerto Rican, dethrone Stephen Joseph Popick to become the OAOAST World Heavyweight Champion? We’ll find out later tonight in the main event of November Reign! Vitamin X smiles evilly, and then leaves through the Upstarts entrance, a little tired. The crowd is still booing. “Bling-Bling” by The Big Tymers featuring B.G. and Hot Boys continues playing. (FADE OUT) December 18 LIVE ONLY ON PAY-PER-VIEW! Call Your Cable or Satellite Provider and BOOK NOW! Edited November 28, 2005 by Nice Guy Adam Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
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Adam 0 Report post Posted November 28, 2005 (edited) COLE Up next we have a match between two men who at one point were tag team partners. Not just partners, but former two time Tag Team Champions and one of the most recognizable Tag Teams in OAOAST History. Now they are at each other's throat and Peter Knight has even gone as far as to say that the Dream Machines are dead. COACH The Dream Machines may be dead but Parka and Peter Knight are not and tonight they're going to fight for the X-Division Title. COLE That's right and by order of Calvin Szechstein Peter Knight can lose that title by count out or disqualification. This came about because Peter Knight walked out on his last match with Parka. CABOOSE The two of you can sit out here and speculate as to why Knight walked out, but until you get inside his head you don't know why. So I suggest that the two of you keep your mouths shut. By the way how much money did Parka pay Calvin to get that stipulation anyway? COLE Oh come on Parka didn't pay off Calvin! CABOOSE Doesn't it seem convenient to you that Parka could win the title on a Countout or DQ? COLE That wasn't Parka's idea and what if Knight tries to leave again? CABOOSE If Parka isn't worthy of his time then he has that right. COLE Let's just send it to Buffer already. BUFFER Ladies and Gentlemen this next bout is scheduled for one fall and is for the X-Division Championship!!! In this match if the Champion is counted out or disqualified he will lose his title! CALIFORNIA LOVE!!!!! YEAHHHHHHH!!!!! "California Love" by Dr. Dre and Tupac plays as the fans stand and cheer as the sleek black El Camino pulls up beside the stage and Parka revs the engine. Parka and Eddy exit the car and climb up onto the ramp using a set of steps on the side. Parka is all business as he walks to the ring and poses on the turnbuckles. The fans cheer as Parka removes his mask and hands it to Eddy. COLE Parka looks like he's still angry from the confrontation he had with Peter Knight on HeldDown. COACH I don't blame him. CABOOSE He needs to get over it. Parka jumps down from the turnbuckles and awaits PK as his music dies down. “Oh Hell Yeah” by H-Blocx begins and the fans start to boo. COLE Over the last month or so Peter Knight has had a change of attitude that has rubbed many people around here the wrong way. CABOOSE I think it's been for the better. To be successful in this business you can't let people walk over you. PK walks out onto the stage and holds his X Title high above his head as the lights flash around him. He is partly in darkness and partly in the spotlight, which gives an ominous look to him. Even in the dim light you can see the look of anger on his face. PK slowly walks the ramp and enters the ring. He stares down Parka, who is across the ring in the corner, and then poses on the turnbuckles with the belt. BOOOOOOOO!!!!! PK steps down and hands the belt to the ref, who then holds it up for both men to see as well as the crowd. BUFFER And now to introduce the participants for tonight's matchup. First, to my right, hailing from San Diego, California, he is a two time Tag Team Champion, and former HI-YAH Heavyweight Champion. Two years ago he was a part of the Dream Machines with the very man he faces tonight. Tonight he weighs in at 245 pounds, he is THE PARKA!!!!!! The fans cheer as Parka waves without taking his eyes off of PK. BUFFER Next, to my left, hailing from Fall River, Massachusetts, he is also a two time Tag Team Champion, a former 24/7 Champion, and the current X-Division Champion. He was the second half of the Dream Machines with the man he faces tonight. Tonight he weighs in at 265 pounds. He is PETER KNIGHT!!!!! PK doesn't wave at al as the fans boo him because of his recent attitude change. COLE The fans here tonight are clearly behind Parka. CABOOSE Why? Buffer exits the ring as the ref gives last minute instructions. PK and Parka come face to face as the ref calls for the bell. *DING DING DING* PK and Parka start to circle each other, waiting for the other to make a move, finally they lock up and Parka gets a quick Side Headlock. PK twists out of it, hooks Parka's left arm, and turns it into a Hammerlock. Parka twists his way out and reverses into a Hammerlock of his own. Parka thinks quick and takes PK to the mat before he can reverse again. Parka then quickly switches over to another Side Headlock and then quickly into a Front Facelock. COLE I wasn't expecting mat wrestling, but I guess Parka wants to try and set the pace early for this match. COACH As long as Parka has control then PK won't have a chance to leave. CABOOSE He can't leave you idiot...he paid Calvin off to make sure of that. COLE Enough! Parka pulls PK to his feet with the Front Facelock still applied and then drapes PK's other arm over his head. Parka hits a Snap Suplex and goes for a cover. 1 No!!! COLE Nothing but a one count. It's way too early for a pin. Both men are up quickly and PK plants a knee to Parka's gut to turn the momentum. PK then whips Parka to the ropes and goes for a Clothesline, but Parka grabs PK's arm and flips himself up onto PK's back in the Crucifix position! Parka manages to pull PK down into a pin. 1 2 No!!! COLE Parka has come into this match with a totally new strategy. He's usually all about impact moves as well as sticking and moving, but now he's mat wrestling PK! CABOOSE That's what you do Cole when you're in a match with someone who knows you like the back of his hand. You change things up! Both men get to their feet and PK hits a quick Clothesline that takes Parka down to the mat. The impact of the clothesline echoes around the arena! COACH Damn! PK is pissed! CABOOSE Can you blame him? Parka stands and PK scoops him up and Slams him to the mat. Parka is back up after a couple of seconds and grabs him by the arm before whipping him to the ropes. As Parka bounces back PK hits a Sidewalk Slam and goes for a cover. 1 2 No!!! COLE I sense a frustration in Pk over Parka's style change. CABOOSE Like I was saying when you go into a match with a former tag partner you expect to know how that person wrestles! COACH Just like I expect you guys to suck everytime I do commentary. CABOOSE Don't get smart with me tonight Coach. PK doesn't wait for Parka to stand as he pulls him up by the head and shoves him back into a corner. PK then plants five elbows to the side of Parka's head before backing up and nailing him in the corner with a hard Clothesline. Parka stumbles forward and PK shoves him to the mat before making a cover. 1 2 No!!! Instead of standing PK sits on Parka's back, hooks Parka's arms over his legs, and then pulls back on Parka's chin with a Camel Clutch. PK You wanna try something different? We'll try something different!!! COLE Did you hear PK? CABOOSE Of course I did I'm not deaf. Parka tries with all his might to swing his leg over to the rope, but he keeps missing by inches. The ref asks Parka if he wants to quit, but Parka says no. With one last ditch effort Parka manages to land his foot on the rope and the ref calls for a break. 1...2...3...4...*PK breaks the hold* COACH Smart move by PK in holding till the last second. CABOOSE Now you're learning. PK now has a smile on his face and beckons Parka to come on. PK looks like he's ready to pounce whenever Parka stands (but not in the Monty Brown type of way). Parka stands right in front of the ropes and PK comes in for a Big Boot, but Parka ducks at the last second and pulls down on the top rope. PK's leg goes over the rope and Parka lets go right as PK stops, letting the top rope hit him in the crotch! PK pulls his leg back and crouches over in pain. The ref yells at Parka, but Parka says it was an accident. CABOOSE What do you call that!? COLE I call it Parka's temper getting the better of him. CABOOSE Well what is that Eddy what's-his-face doing out there then!? Parka runs up behind the crouching PK, hooks his head, and nails a Bulldog. Parka then goes for a cover. 1 2 No!!! Eddy gives Parka an admonishing look, but Parka just shrugs his shoulders. Some fans in the crowd mock PK by holding their crotch and making faces, which causes PK to become even more angry. Parka goes to pick PK up, but PK springs to life and hits a vicious STO that causes Parka's head to bounce off of the mat! COLE My God!! COACH I have a feeling these two are just going to get more and more vicious as the match goes on! CABOOSE Good...that's what I came to see! PK then gets in Parka's face and starts slapping him. The fans boo, but PK doesn't listen. PK then pulls Parka back up by the head and hooks him for a Vertical Suplex. As PK gets him up he drops him right on his head with a Brainbuster and then makes a cover. 1 2 No!!! COLE I think you are right Coach. CABOOSE Don't tell him that! PK becomes even more frustrated and as he stands he brings Parka up with him. PK then lifts him up and hits a Vertical Suplex, but he doesn't let go. COLE He could be going for the Knight Roll. PK lifts him again, but Parka falls behind him and spins him around. This time Parka goes for a Vertical Suplex and holds on. COACH Now Parka's going for the Supercharger! CABOOSE Both men have a similar move...PK should have known not to go for it while Parka still has enough wits about him to recognize it. Parka goes for another suplex, but PK also manages to slip out behind him. PK then spins Parka around, grabs him by the arm, and blasts him with a Forearm to the face. Parka goes down, but PK holds the arm and pulls him back up into another Forearm! Again PK pulls him back up and this time takes him down with a hard chop to the chest! Parka falls to the mat as PK finally releases his arm. CABOOSE Thats it! This is great...two men brutalizing each other! COACH Calm down there Boose. PK tells Parka to "come on" as Parka slowly gets back up. Parka gets up and stumbles into the ropes where PK hits a Running Clothesline that sends Parka tumbling out to the floor! PK wastes no time in following and gets heckled by the ringside fans. PK then swipes a beer from one of the fans and drinks it down before throwing the cup back to the fan. He then goes to grab Parka, but Parka comes alive and whips PK into the ring steps! PK hits the steps hard with his shoulder and the top portion of the steps becomes dislodged! COLE PK shouldn't have let the fans distract him! CABOOSE He was just taking a beer break. Parka then pulls PK back to his feet, plants a shoulder in PK's gut, and slams him back first against the guardrail! Parka then climbs back into the ring to stop the count and then measures PK. COLE What's he doing? Parka bounces off the other side of the ring and takes a running Suicide Dive through the ropes....but PK moves!! Parka slams into the guadrail hard, almost knocking it over! COLE OH MY GOD!!! COACH Hey you're not Joey Styles!! COLE Parka managed to get an arm up to shield his head, but he's still hurt! CABOOSE This gets better and better! PK laughs as Parka lies on the ground in pain. The ref stops his count and climbs out of the ring to check on Parka. Eddy comes around to check on him as well, but PK starts to make a move towards him and Eddy backs off. COLE What's he doing now?? PK You stay out of this Eddy! REF PK back off! PK bows up to the ref, which causes him to back off a few steps, thus giving PK enough room to get at Parka. PK picks Parka up by the head and slides him back into the ring. Both the ref and PK climb back in and PK immediately goes for Parka. Parka is somehow standing but a kick to the gut from PK stops that. PK then hooks Parka's arms and hits a Double Underhook Suplex before making a cover. 1 2 3!! No!!! Parka kicks out! PK can't believe it and goes after the ref, but the ref reminds him that he'll lose his title on a DQ. PK then grabs a standing Parka and tosses him into the corner. PK follows right behind Parka and nails him with a knee to the gut before Parka can even recover from hitting the turnbuckles. PK the lays in the chops to Parka's chest. PK gets frustrated that Parka's shirt is absorbing most of the blow so he rips Parka's shirt open and starts blasting Parka's chest with chops! COLE Just listen to those chops! COACH Just look at that chest!! CABOOSE Say what!? PK then pulls the torn shirt off and starts choking Parka in the corner with it. The ref begins to count. 1...2...3...4...*PK lets go of the choke and throws the shirt to the outside* COLE PK better watch out if he wants to keep his title! CABOOSE He knows very well what he's doing Cole! PK then Hip Tosses Parka out of the corner and almost all the way across the ring. As Parka stands PK nails him with a Big Boot that sends Parka down to the mat hard. Parka then rolls to the outside to catch a breather. COLE PK is on fire! CABOOSE He wants to destroy his former partner so he finally stop hearing about how great a team they were and finally get people to focus on him alone! COACH Where did you hear this? CABOOSE From PK himself! A close up camera shot shows that Parka's chest is beat red as he rests on the outside. PK exits the ring and pulls Parka back to his feet. He then lifts Parka up and drops him hard across the guardrail. Parka bounces off and lands on the mat, barely able to breathe. The ref exits the ring and screams at PK to bring it back in the ring or else he will be disqualified! CABOOSE Is the ref paid off too!? COLE He's just doing his job! Eddy comes around and yells at PK, but PK just gives him a dirty look and then rolls Parka back into the ring. PK then slides in after him and pulls Parka back up. He then lifts Parka onto his shoulders for the Knightmare. COLE If he hits this it's all over! CABOOSE That's too bad. There's so much more he could do to him. PK swings Parka out for the move, but Parka manages to land on his feet behind PK. Parka then hooks him and hits a desparation Russian Leg Sweep, but he's too tired to cover immediately. COLE All Parka has to do is drape an arm on him! He's a few inches away! CABOOSE Are you going to start cheerleading again? Parka finally drapes an arm over PK. 1 2 No!!!! PK is up before Parka and looks even more pissed off. PK grabs Parka and Gorilla Presses him over his head! Instead of dropping him immediately he looks to the outside. COLE What is he doing?? PK then launches Parka out of the ring and right onto Eddy Kalm!! COLE Dammit no!!! COACH Eddy is dead...and Parka isn't too well off either! CABOOSE That was brilliant! The ref is now in PK's face and is screaming at him, but PK just laughs. PK then exits the ring and playfully kicks at Eddy, who is out cold on the floor. PK then turns to Parka and pulls him up by the head, but Parka comes to life and starts nailing PK with rights and lefts!! COLE Parka is alive!!! COACH And he's pissed off!!! COLE Eddy must have cushioned the landing...as bad as that sounds. It saved Parka from taking the full impact of the move! Parka whips PK to the ringsteps and this time PK hits with his knees and flips over the top! The already loosened top step goes with him and PK lands hard on the steel! COLE Oh my God! What a bad landing for PK he could be hurt!! CABOOSE Disqualify Parka!! COACH For what!? PK gets up holding his knee and Parka smells blood. As PK stands Parka hits a chop block and PK goes down hard. Parka then pulls PK back up and slides him into the ring. PK rolls onto his back as Parka climbs to the second turnbuckle and comes off with a Diving Elbow to PK's knee!! COLE Parka has found his opening and he's going for it!! Parka then rolls PK onto his stomach, grabs PK's leg, and does a Step Over Toe Hold before twisting around and hooking an arm around PK's face! COLE STF!!! CABOOSE They're in the middle of the ring! Parka might have this won!! COACH The fans are on their feet! The crowd is chanting "PARKA, PARKA, PARKA" as he wrenches back on the STF and PK screams in pain. The ref asks PK if he wants to quit, but PK says no! PK begins elbowing Parka viciously and Parka lets go of the crossface, but Parka still has the leg locked so he bridges backwards and puts all the pressure on the leg!! COLE What a move! PK thought he had the hold broken!! PK frantically reaches for the ropes and finally grabs hold. The ref begins to count. 1...2...3...4...*Parka finally breaks the hold* COLE Now Parka is playing PK's game of holding on till the last second. CABOOSE How nice of him. Parka uses the opportunity to catch a breather as both men lie on the mat. The ref starts a 10 count. 1 2 3 4 5 6 Parka pulls himself up slowly 7 PK begins to stand 8 Both men stand and walk to the center of the ring PK is noticably limping. The two men get nose to nose and finally start trading punches back and forth. PK rakes Parka's eyes to stop the exchange and gets another warning from the ref. PK then hoists Parka onto his shoulder for the Knightmare, but his leg won't let him finish the move. Parka quickly gets free and falls behind PK, hooking him on the way down for a Sunset Flip! 1 2 3!! No!!! PK kicks out!! COLE We almost had a new champion right there!! Both men get up slowly and Parka grabs PK by the arm before whipping him to the ropes. As PK comes back Parka nails him with a Jumping Leg Lariat! He then goes for another cover. 1 2 3!! No!! PK kicks out again! The fans sound disappointed as Parka comes up short again. COLE Every time Parka gets a near fall off PK comes up looking ready to kill. CABOOSE He's been ready to kill. COACH I think both men are! Parka waits for PK to stand and runs in for a Float Over DDT, but as Parka flips around and hooks the head PK wraps his arms around him and hits a Northern Lights Suplex with a bridge! 1 2 No!!! Parka kicks out as PK's leg won't let him hold the bridge for long! COLE PK's knee gave out! We might have had a win right there if it hadn't! COACH Are you sure about that? Both men get up at the same time and PK rushes Parka for a Clothesline, but Parka goes low and hits a Low Dropkick to PK's knee!! PK goes down hard and Parka is there to pick him right back up by the head. He then hooks him and hits a Vertical Suplex! Parka holds on and hits another Suplex. He then holds on one more time and hits a third Suplex before rolling over and going for the Michinoku Driver. Parka hits the move and the fans go crazy! COLE Supercharger! That's it cover him!! COACH I think Parka wore himself out! CABOOSE Of course he did. That's the downfall of a move like that. You take a lot out of yourself to perform it! Both men lie on the mat as Parka tries to catch his breath. Finally he crawls over and makes the cover. 1 2 3!!! No!!! PK somehow kicks out!! COLE I can't believe it!! COACH After all you've seen tonight you can't believe that? CABOOSE He took too long! The fans stomp their feet and clap their hands as Eddy Kalm, who has finally gotten back to his feet, starts pounding on the mat. COLE The fans are trying to get Parka back into this match. The ref's 10 count is up to 6 as Parka gets to his feet and motions for the end. COACH Is he going for it!? CABOOSE He better not waste his time again. Parka pulls PK up to his feet and goes for the Day of the Dead (No-Release Razor's Edge), but PK slips out and hooks Parka's head on the way down. PK then goes for a Reverse DDT, but Parka kicks off the mat and flips over PK's shoulder. Parka then spins PK around, kicks him in the gut, and then goes for the Day of the Dead again! This time he hits it!!! YEAHHHHHHH!!!!! COLE Parka hit the Day of the Dead!!! We may have a new champion!!! CABOOSE Yeah but he's not covering him yet!! Parka is again slow to make the cover. After a few seconds he drapes an arm over PK. 1 2 3!!! No!!! PK kicks out!!!! COLE What!? CABOOSE He kicked out of the Day of the Dead!!!! The fans can't believe it and neither can Parka. Parka has a look of frustration on his face as the fans start clapping again to get him back in the match. A "Let's go Parka" chant starts as Parka motions for PK to stand up. As PK gets to a knee Parka goes for the Shining Wizard, but PK springs to life and nails Parka with a vicious Clothesline! COLE Desparation clothesline by PK!!! COACH I can't believe these two. They are beating the hell out of each other!! CABOOSE I can believe it. There is so much emotion behind this match so I expected nothing less! Both men are down and the ref starts another 10 count. 1 2 3 4 5 PK starts to pull himself up 6 7 Parka starts to stand 8 PK gets to his feet and grabs Parka. He whips Parka hard into the corner and rushes in. PK hits a hard Clothesline in the corner and as Parka starts to fall PK gets under him and lifts him onto his shoulders. COLE PK's going for the Knightmare!! PK goes for the move, but yet again Parka slips out behind him. He then grabs PK's arm, pulls him towards him, and Hot Shots PK against the top turnbuckle that was behind Parka! COLE PK's head just snapped hard against that turnbuckle!!! Parka then gets a strange look on his face as he looks at PK in the corner. He lifts PK up and sits him on the top turnbuckle facing towards the outside of the ring! COLE What is Parka doing!? Parka then climbs up behind him, facing the opposite direction. CABOOSE My God....NO!!!! COACH Is he about to do what I think he's about to do!? Parka hooks PK's arms and the crowd goes crazy. Parka lifts PK and hits the Day of the Dead off the top rope!!! COLE OH MY GOD!!!!! Parka makes the cover. 1 2 3!!!!! *DING DING DING* COLE HE DID IT WE HAVE A NEW CHAMPION!!!! CABOOSE I can't believe it!! The fans are on their feet cheering as Eddy climbs in the ring and helps Parka to his feet. BUFFER Here is your winner and NEWWWWWWW X-DIVISION CHAMPION....THE PARKA!!!!!! Eddy and the ref raise Parka's hand and then the ref hands Parka the X-Division Belt. Parka climbs up onto the turnbuckles and poses with the belt as the fans cheer and "California Love" plays. Knight holds the back of his head as he rolls into a sitting position. When he sees Parka with the belt, his eyes go wide and he lets out a frustrated groan as he throws his head back. COLE That is a very upset man in the ring. First he fails to capture the Heavyweight title on two occasions and now he's lost a title he has held since July. Parka hops off the turnbuckles and sees his former partner with his head down in defeat. He slings the X-Title over his shoulder and walks over to him, extending his hand to help Knight back to his feet. Knight stares at him, sighing and nodding as he takes it and helps PK back up, raising his hand in a show of respect which the crowd appreciates. COLE What a great contest. Parka has beaten his former partner and now is showing great....WAIT A MINUTE!!!! PK pulls Parka towards him and drills him with a clothesline. The crowd unleashes a torrent of boos as Knight looks down at his former friend, his anger finally boiling over. Eddy tries to stop him but PK nails him with a punch to the head. The ref tries to stop PK and he nails the ref before stomping on Parka. COLE What a sore loser!!! CABOOSE I told you there was a lot of emotion involved in this match!! Officials from the back storm the ring and pull PK off of Parka as PK is laying in punches to Parka's head. PK shakes off an official, grabs the X Title Belt, and nails a standing Parka in the head with it. PK then tosses the belt down onto Parka's body and pulls his own hair in frustration as he drapes his arms over the top rope, grabbing it and hopping up and down. He kicks the bottom rope and takes one last look over his shoulder at the fallen, but new X-Champion, shaking his head in disgust as he steps through the ropes. He pounds the apron as the officials surround him and lead him to the back. COLE What a dispicable display by the now former X-Division Champion Peter Knight!! COACH Emphasize former! CABOOSE Oh will you two shut up! PK leaves the ring with a scowl on his face and yells at a few fans as the officials accompany him to the back. Eddy helps Parka out of the ring and hands him his X-Title as the camera catches a close up of Parka's face. COLE Parka is busted open from that belt shot! But that doesn't change the fact that Parka is the new X-Division Champion! CABOOSE What a night it's been so far. COACH Could this be a sign of things still to come tonight? COLE Who knows? Edited November 28, 2005 by Nice Guy Adam Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Adam 0 Report post Posted November 28, 2005 COLE Hell of a night so far folks, we’ve just witnessed a new champion! CABOOSE I’m in shock! COLE That’s nothing compared to Peter Knight right now! He’s livid! He just took out his former partner in a vicious attack! COLE Well, coming up next is an even bigger – wait a minute… The lights dim in Halifax for the umpteenth time tonight, and the crowd, still buzzing from Parka’s X Title win, don’t know what to expect. COLE (talk to someone) Is this it… he’s here? Now? L-Ladies and Gentlemen, I’ve just gotten word from the back that we are about to be joined by none other than the form- Cole is cut off by static on the AngleTron, but not the usual looking black and white static, the white has been replaced with a deep blood red. We are treated to old images of war, and significant global events, all in red and black. A voice fills the arena, a similar voice; that of the countdown to a space shuttle lift-off. 3… 2… 1… A drum beat, different to the one we’re used to, recognisable as that from Millionaire’s single “I’m On a High”. The crowd come alive, the entrance way turns red, and the guitars kick in, signalling the arrival of one of the most successful stars in OAOAST history. As the lights turn red, there he is, at the entrance way, in front of the sword, striking the crucifix pose. “YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!” He is dressed in a hooded jacket, much like he wears when coming to the octagon for a fight. Also sweatpants, and sneakers. He brings his hands down by his side as the song kicks into high gear, before walking slowly down the ramp, almost to the beat of the music. A few fans reach out to slap his hand, one or two are lucky as he returns the gesture. The vocals start. I was at an all time low I didn’t know I couldn’t tell why Until she told me so Moving quicker now, he walks up the steel steps and into the ring, wiping his feet on the apron, as all the greats do, to show respect. With a tender kiss She made me fly From the abyss …I’m on a high BOOOOOOM!!! I’M ON A HIGH! He strikes the pose yet again, triggering the explosions of pyro from the entrance ramp. Flicking off his hood, Axel’s face is revealed to the Halifax crowd, who let out a huge cheer. A half-smirk on his face, Axel ascends the turnbuckles to strike the crucifix pose so that the fans can get a good photo opportunity. He goes to all four turnbuckles, before grabbing a microphone from ringside, and making a ‘cut’ motion for his music. COLE Axel has returned. And these people couldn’t be happier. COACH But what’s he going to say? What does he think about everything? What is going through his mind? COLE Hopefully we are about to find out. The music dies down, but the crowd doesn’t. Chants of ‘AX-EL! AX-EL!’ fill the arena, making the former two-time OAOAST Champion look around him, and marvel at the crowd that he has not been in front of for no less than three months. He takes a deep breath, and brings the microphone to his lips, but he can’t even get a word in before the crowd goes up in unison again, cheering for the return of one of their favourites. Axel tries again, and this time, he speaks. AXEL You know, I was about to come out here, say what I wanted to say and walk back up that ramp, but after the reception you just gave me, I think I’ll stay a little longer. “YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAHHHHHH!!” AXEL I’ve missed this place. This place was my life for two years; two long, difficult, testing years. But I always loved coming out here and hearing that reaction. I never grew tired of hearing you people chant my name. Axel tries to go on, but considering he likes it so much, and the Halifax crowd are in such a giving mood, they start up the ‘AX-EL! AX-EL!’ chants again. AXEL But I know that I’m not out here tonight to just throw a big welcome back party, I’m out here because everyone wants to know just exactly what I think about the events of the past three months. Everyone wants to know just exactly what Axel thinks of the big bad civil war. I mean, you people all want to know whose side I’m on, right? “YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!” AXEL Well, hopefully I can address that. You see, in addition to becoming one of the most talented and feared fighters in the world over the past months, I’ve also been doing a lot of watching, and a lot of listening. I’ve seen a lot. I’ve heard a lot. I’ve seen, for instance, Zack Malibu and Leon Rodez win the OAOAST Tag Team Championship. “YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAH!” AXEL I’ve seen the Women’s division set the world on fire, I’ve seen legends return to the fold for one night only, and I’ve seen two dominant groups formed in this company, both fighting for supreme power. But you know the thing that stuck out the most? You know what I saw that troubled me; that plagued my dreams, my thoughts for the best part of six weeks? I saw two of my best friends in this world leave the sport that they loved, not because of injury, or retirement, but because of politics. Because of power plays. Because of people in the back wanting to make a statement! I’ve heard the explanations from both sides, I’ve heard what my friends had to say, and I’ve heard what the other side had to say, and I can honestly say that right now, after all the pain, all the heartache, all the drama, all the BULLSHIT, I can honestly say, that I. DON’T. CARE. I don’t! I wash my hands of the whole thing. Because there’s two things that I step into this ring for. I’ll give you a hint, one of those things isn’t to play Mr. Politician. I step in this ring to beat somebody up, and I step into this ring to justify the hard-earned money that each and every one of you spend every time you go to an OAOAST show! “YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!” AXEL Say what you want about my ability, my charisma, my skills, but don’t ever doubt the fact that every time I wrestle, I try to entertain, and I try to win. Not necessarily in that order, but I do both of those things. So, there’s your little shoot promo boys and girls in the back, hope you enjoyed all the shocking revelations there. Now, on to this Civil War. You know, ever since I got here, there’s been little factions in the back. We ended the brand split, the IntenseZone guys stuck together, the HeldDown guys stuck together. Now, it’s the younger guys and the older guys. Well, the older guys and the younger guys with some other older guys stuck in. Everyone’s been asking me: “Axel, are you an original, or an upstart?” “Axel, which side are you on?” Well, lets look at my options. On the one side, you’ve got the originals, led by the man who drove my friends out of this company, and flanked by the guys who screwed me out of the OAOAST Championship back in June. Zack, Tony, Dan, we’ve had a pretty interesting history, and while I see what you’re fighting for, it really isn’t my cause. “BOOOOOOOOOO!” AXEL Now wait a second, hear me out. On the other hand, you’ve got the upstarts. The Global Party Exchange, Bohemoth, Jamie O’Hara, the young, up-and-comers of this company. Sounds good. But that brings me to Stephen Joseph. COLE Oh, this should be good. The buzz around the internet has been strong, Axel’s opinions of Stephen Joseph are well known! AXEL Now I’m not going to call you a champion, because Stephen, you’re nothing more than a joke. I have no personal respect for you, and I certainly have no professional respect for you. To even insinuate that you are on the level of past OAOAST champions is nothing more than a joke. A bad joke. Do you see anyone in this arena laughing? By wearing that belt not only do you disrespect its legacy, but you disrespect every man that has even worn it. That includes me. As for your opponent tonight, I feel very much the same tonight. So to whoever wins the OAOAST Championship tonight, you’d better hold onto that belt real nice and tight, because I’m coming after you. COLE Wow, Axel calling out the champion! AXEL Oh, you want to know what side I picked. Well it doesn’t look good for either side right now, does it? Not as if either side screams ‘pick me’! I could side with enemies, or I could side with enemies. So, I’m not picking a side… yet. This is like choosing where the Olympics will be, or where the World Cup is held. I’m sure both sides will send their little representatives, and I’ll weigh up my options. Then I’ll make a choice. But until then, I guess everyone’s gonna have to wait. You might not like it, and to tell you the truth, I don’t either. Aussies aren’t fence-sitters. But right now isn’t the time to choose. When the time is right, trust me, you guys will know. Until then, I’m back. And as the song says, I’m better than ever. Axel drops the mic, as “I’m on a High” starts up again. The former two-time champion goes to the outside and slaps a few hands on his way back up the entrance ramp, before posing to the crowd before exiting the arena. COLE Some very interesting comments from a very interesting superstar guys. CABOOSE I’ve got a lot of respect for Axel, but I disagree with his decision to not pick a side. This is an all-out war between the Originals and the Upstarts, and everyone wants to know where Axel’s loyalty lies. He’d better make that choice quickly, or the boys in the back will make it for him. COACH But at the same time ‘Boose, both sides are still in the running to gain Axel as a vital member of their team. CABOOSE No, it doesn’t, you heard Axel, he hates Stephen Joseph, so he’ll certainly be an Original. COACH Hey, that might be, but Zack Malibu drove his two best friends out of this company. He’ll join the Upstarts. COLE Guys, whichever group Axel joins will have a huge advantage over the other. This could be a tide-turning decision by Axel. But in any event, we’ve got a very important Main Event match coming up next, Stephen Joseph defending his title against Tha Puerto Rican, with Jesse Ventura as the Special Guest Referee! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Adam 0 Report post Posted November 28, 2005 COLE And now fans, its now time for the main event. For the One And Only AngleSault Thread Championship. Two men who were once the closest of friends now appear to be ending their friendship for good. The OAOAST November Reign logo flashes by across the screen. The matchup graphic for the PR/Popick World Title match is shown. “Falling Apart” by TRUSTcompany begins playing. The fans let out a mixed reaction. COLE The 24/7 Champion, “The Corporate Champion” Tha Puerto Rican goes head-to-head against his manager and “Career Consultant” and current World Champion Stephen Joseph Popick. And the Special Guest Referee for this affair? None other than Jesse “The Body” Ventura! COACH This is going to be a big night in Tha Puerto Rican’s career. He has the opportunity of a lifetime. The chance to walk out of November Reign as the World’s Heavyweight Champion for the very first time! Will he be able to seize the moment and get what he believes he has deserved all along? CABOOSE Oh boy. Oh boy. I have never been more excited for a PRL match than I am right now. THIS is the moment I—he has been waiting for a damn long time! This is his night. This is the night he ascends to his rightful place atop the OAOAST Mountain as Champion. Grab the champagne bottles, because after Jesse Ventura counts the 1-2-3, PRL is going to be celebrating all night long! COLE We never thought we would see this. PRL/Popick for the World Heavyweight Title. Can Stephen Joseph overcome the challenge of his pupil? Can “The Body” maintain law and order in the ring? We are about to find out as the main event of November Reign 2005 starts right now! Let’s go to Michael Buffer in the ring. The camera cuts to Michael Buffer, who is indeed already in the ring, microphone and cue cards in his hands. The crowd cheers. *DING DING DING* MICHAEL BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, it is now time for the One And Only AngleSault Thread November Reign 2005 main event! This match is scheduled for one fall with a sixty-minute time limit. Physicians in attendance are Dr. Margaret Goodman and Dr. William Berliner. And when the bell sounds, your referee in charge of the action will be Jesse “The Body” Ventura. And now, it’s time for a match between two men whose friendship has deteriorated these past few weeks. One man seeks to fulfill his destiny. While the other man seeks to keep in his possession the richest prize in this industry. This match is for the One And Only AngleSault Thread Heavyweight Championship of the World! ARE YOU READY? CROWD YEAAAHHHHHHH!!! BUFFER Wrestling fans, ARE…YOU…RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREADY? CROWD YEAAAHHHHHHH!!! BUFFER Then, for the thousands in attendance, and the millions watching around the world. Ladies and gentlemen…LLLLLLLET’S GET READY TO RUMBLLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!! CABOOSE I’m ready Michael Buffer! I am ready! “Welcome To The Jungle” by Guns N’ Roses starts playing. The crowd cheers loudly. Jesse “The Body” Ventura comes out, decked out in a black bandana, long sleeve referee shirt, black dress slacks, and black dress shoes. Jesse waves the crowd with a smile on his face. He slaps hands with the fans as he walks down the entrance ramp. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the Special Guest Referee for this match-up. He is a legend in the professional wrestling industry, not just for what he’s done inside the ring, but for what he’s done outside of the ring as one of the WWF’s and WCW’s most popular color commentators in the 80’s and early 90’s. He also has made a name for himself in Hollywood starring in the popular action flicks “Predator” and “The Running Man”. He is a former governor of Minnesota. He is JESSSE “THE BODYYYYYYY” VENTURRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! COLE Well, I can’t think of a better referee for this match than Jesse “The Body” Ventura! CABOOSE Hell yeah. Jesse is the man! I’m very happy that he’s going to be the referee in the match where PRL becomes the OAOAST World Champion! Ventura enters the ring. He waves to the fans that chant “JES-SEE! JES-SEE! JES-SEE! JES-SEE!” Jesse “The Body” Ventura stands in the ring waiting for the participants in the main event. “Welcome To The Jungle” by Guns N’ Roses dies down. COLE Jesse Ventura is no stranger to being a referee. He was the referee for the Mega-Powers vs. Mega-Bucks match that was the main event for the first WWF SummerSlam in 1988, and he was the referee for the Triple Threat Match for the WWF Championship between “Stone Cold” Steve Austin, Triple H, and Mankind back at WWF SummerSlam 1999. CABOOSE Those were both good matches…but neither one will compare to the awesomest that this next match will be. Oh yeah. PRL is going home with the World Title, baby! Wooo! The lights go down in the arena causing the crowd to cheer. 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!* YEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!/BOOOOOOOOO!!! With that, a lightning bolt hits the entrance, the PRL entrance video plays on the AngleTron, and “Know Your Role ‘99” begins playing with most of the crowd cheering. 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. A few seconds elapsed, and out through the smoke comes “The Corporate Champion” Tha Puerto Rican with about 60% of the crowd cheering him when he comes out. Tha Puerto Rican is wearing his Puerto Rican flag facepaint, HBK-like entrance attire, and a Puerto Rican flag around his neck as a cape. He is carrying his custom made spinner 24/7 Championship belt over right shoulder and has a smirk on his face. CABOOSE There he is. Your next OAOAST World Champion! PR spins his belt plate. He begins walking down the ramp, a smirk still on his face. BUFFER Now coming to the ring at this time, the challenger. He stands 5-foot-9 and weighs in at 220 lbs. From San Juan, Puerto Rico. He calls himself the most electrifying man in professional wrestling. He is the leader of the most feared stable in wrestling today, The Lightning Crew. A 3-time Puerto Rican/Italian/Puerto Rican Champion and a former North American Champion, he is known as the master of the Corporate Nightmare, the Corporate Smackdown, and the most electrifying move in professional wrestling, the IntenseZone Elbow. He is the current One And Only AngleSault Thread Twenty-Four/Seven Champion. Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome “The Corporate Champion” THA PUERTOOOOOOOOO RICCCAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!! Tha Puerto Rican gets on the ring apron and looks at the fans. He enters the ring and spins around, soaking in the mixed reaction of the fans while “Know Your Role ‘99” continues playing over the P.A. system. PRL does the HBK muscle pose while pyro goes off behind him. The crowd is mostly cheering PRL now. COLE It looks as though Tha Puerto Rican is ready for what is one of the most important matches of his career. CABOOSE Hell, it’s probably THE most important match in his career. PRL has never been a World Champion in any of the promotions he’s wrestled in. That could all changed tonight when he wins the biggest title of them all! PRL heads to the second rope and raises his spinner 24/7 Championship belt over his head. He then heads to a second turnbuckle and raises the belt over his head 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 another mixed reaction. CABOOSE Let me ask you guys something. Doesn’t PRL look more like a World Champion than say, Stephen Joseph? COLE Well, I wouldn’t say… CABOOSE JUST ANSWER THE QUESTION. YES. Or. NO. COLE Uh…yes? CABOOSE Thank You. PRL acknowledges the fans that are cheering him. He hops off the turnbuckle and removes his Puerto Rican flag cape, sunglasses, earring, and HBK-entrance attire. Jesse Ventura talks to him as the lights go back on in the arena. PRL kisses his spinner 24/7 Title belt and hands it over to Jesse. Ventura gives it to a ring attendant. COACH That man right there, Jesse Ventura, will be the only one who decides whether PRL or Popick wins this match. He has vowed to be a fair and balance referee who will maintain law and order. And with the way PRL and Popick have been these past few weeks, I say he is the perfect referee for the job. “Know Your Role ‘99” dies down. PRL stares at the entrance. The crowd anxiously awaits Popick’s arrival. CABOOSE I hate this entrance every single time. “It Ain’t Over For Me” by Terrance Howard begins playing. BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! White Christian-like pyro comes cascading down. The OAOAST World Champion Stephen Joseph Popick comes out from the Upstarts entrance, a cocky smile on his face. Popick has the OAOAST World Title belt around his waist as he turns around and holds his arms out in a crucified position. PYRO~! PYRO~!! PYRO~!!! PYRO~!!!! PYRO~!!!!! Popick turns around as every single fan in the arena boos the shit out of Stephen Joseph. The World Champ begins walking to the ring, still wearing a cocky smile on his face. BUFFER And his opponent. Making his entrance to the ring. Standing 6-foot-2 and weighing in at 225 lbs. He hails from Atlanta, Georgia. He has been with the OAOAST since the very beginning wrestling as Big Poppa Popick. He has been involved in some of the most memorable matches in OAOAST history such as the Wargames match that saw the end of the aWo. He was the leader of the now-defunct Trinity and now serves as a member of OAOAST Corporate and the manager and “Career Consultant” of his opponent tonight. The master of the Finality and the Fallen Angel, he is the reigning and defending undisputed One And Only AngleSault Thread Heavyweight Champion of the WOOORRLLLLDDDD! The Most Hated Man In The OAOAST. Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the one, the only, STEPHEN JOSEPH POPPPICCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKK!!! Stephen Joseph climbs the steps and scales the turnbuckle with one leg on top, scanning the crowd with a smirk on his face while “It Ain’t Over For Me” continues playing. COLE Look at the face of Stephen Joseph. CABOOSE I rather not. COLE (ignoring Caboose) He is definitely confident that he will retain the World Title tonight. But will his confidence backfire on him? Will he get cocky and will that cost him the match and title? CABOOSE I’m praying to all the gods that may or may not exist that he loses the belt tonight. SJ hops off the turnbuckle and into the ring. He stares at Tha Puerto Rican who is at the opposite corner. He unbuckles the OAOAST Title belt from around his waist and kisses it before handing it over to Jesse Ventura. “The Body” raises the World Title belt over his head before handing the belt over to a ring attendant. Popick stretches the ropes while PRL continues staring at him. COLE I’ll tell ya, I still can’t believe we’re about to see this match. I never thought that PRL and Popick would fight each other on pay-per-view for the World Heavyweight Title. COACH Well, it’s a reality, and it’s gonna happen right now. “It Ain’t Over For Me” by Terrance Howard dies down. The crowd is hot, anxiously awaiting the start of the match. Jesse Ventura pats down Stephen Joseph, then pats down Tha Puerto Rican. He glances at the two of them and then finally, calls for the bell. *DING DING DING* OAOAST WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP STEPHEN JOSEPH POPICK (Champion) vs. “THE CORPORATE CHAMPION” THA PUERTO RICAN (Challenger) SPECIAL GUEST REFEREE: JESSE “THE BODY” VENTURA PRL and Popick continue staring at each other from opposite corners. COLE Popick isn’t looking at his friend or client now. COACH Oh no. He’s looking at his enemy. He’s looking at the guy who wants to take his title. COLE And remember what PRL said. He will HURT Popick if he has to in order to become World Champion. CABOOSE Let’s hope he’s true to his word. Tha Puerto Rican and Stephen Joseph circle each other. They lock up. Popick draws first blood, applying an armbar on PRL. Popick does some shoulderblocks on PRL’s right shoulder. However, Puerto Rican is able to reverse into his own armbar, which draws a pop from the crowd. But Popick is able to reverse the reversal with another armbar. POPICK You’re not so big now, are ya? Tha Puerto Rican does a backflip (!) and reverses into his armbar. PR cinches the hold tight. Popick kicks PRL in the stomach 2 times in order for him to release the armbar. Popick takes control, hitting PRL with several blows to the head. Popick whips Tha Puerto Rican into a turnbuckle. PRL does a Flair Flip onto the ring apron. Stephen rushes over and grabs Tha Puerto Rican, putting him in a facelock and doing a suplex on PRL, bringing him back into the ring. However, Tha Puerto Rican is able to land on his feet. Puerto shoves Popick into the ropes, rolling him up! Ventura counts…and only gets two! PRL and Popick both get back up. Popick goes for a clothesline, Puerto Rican ducks, and gives Stephen an Edge-O-Matic! 1! 2! Kick out! Both men get up again. Puerto nails Stephen with some Rock-style punches to the temple. He then whips Stephen into the ropes and goes for a hip toss. However, the World Champ won’t budge. After several tries, PR punches Popick in the stomach, puts his right leg over Popick’s head, does a somersault, and clotheslines Popick to the mat! Popick gets up and he stares at Tha Puerto Rican. The crowd cheers. COLE What fast paced action we’re seeing in the early minutes of this match! CABOOSE PRL is showing Popick why he is the best. COLE And the crowd seems to agree with that statement. “P.R.! P.R.! P.R.! P.R.!” Popick sneers at the crowd. “The Corporate Champion” Tha Puerto Rican and Stephen Joseph Popick get into a nose-to-nose confrontation. PRL shoves Popick. Popick slaps Tha Puerto Rican! COLE Whoa! I felt that one! Tha Puerto Rican and Stephen Joseph glare at each other angrily. Suddenly, Popick smiles. He puts his right hand in the air, calling for a test of strength. Puerto Rican hesitates, but then gives in. Tha Puerto Rican and Stephen Joseph engage in a test of strength. The crowd is going crazy, some booing, some cheering. CABOOSE Come on P.R.! Show him whose boss! Rip his arms out of his sockets! COLE It seems like PRL and Popick are evenly matched right now. But that doesn’t last long as Popick gains the advantage, driving PRL to his knees. The crowd boos! Popick laughs in PRL’s face, taunting him. But then, Popick goes from happy to sad as PRL starts getting up. The crowd gets louder and louder as Tha Puerto Rican gets on his feet. COACH I don’t think Popick expected this! PRL has a cocky smirk on his face. He knees Popick in the stomach, grabs him in a facelock…and DRILLS Popick with the DANGEROUS DDT! Tha Puerto Rican covers Popick. COLE Could this be it? ONE! TWO! KICK OUT!!! CABOOSE Shoot. PRL argues with Jesse The Body. PRL flips Jesse off. The Corporate Champ picks up Stephen Joseph and gives him a vertical suplex. PR rolls through, and gives Popick a second vertical suplex. PR rolls through a third time and lifts Stephen up for a third suplex. PRL holds up Popick in the air for a few seconds, letting the blood rush to his head. The crowd applauds. COLE Look at that. A phenomenal move from Tha Puerto Rican. CABOOSE Only he can do a vertical suplex so well. Tha Puerto Rican does the “You can’t see me!” hand gesture then walks to the ropes. PRL drops Popick’s stomach on the top rope, which leads to the slingshot suplex, completing the Corporate Trifecta. Afterwards, PR applauds himself. And the crowd cheers! COLE Neither man is a fan favorite, but it looks like these fans here in Halifax are siding with Tha Puerto Rican! CABOOSE Smart fans these Nova Scotians are. Tha Puerto Rican trash talks Popick and then picks him up. Irish whip into the ropes. Puerto goes for a hurricarana, but Popick turns the hurricarana into a powerbomb! Jesse Ventura counts…but gets two. Popick curses, but remains calm. Stephen Joseph picks PR up and nails him with a knife-edged chop to the chest! *CHOP!* “WOOOOOOOOOOO!” *CHOP!* “WOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” *CHOP!* “WOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” *DOUBLE CHOP!* “WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” Stephen whips PR into the turnbuckle. PRL reverses. Popick reverses THAT, and PRL does a backflip over the top rope and onto the floor! COLE Tha Puerto Rican has been sent to the outside! CABOOSE You monster! Do you see what you have done? You could have killed him! Stephen Joseph stops to pose. He receives a barrage of boos! Popick responds with a smile. Meanwhile, Tha Puerto Rican lies facedown on the floor. Popick laughs at PRL. COLE Stephen Joseph is treating PRL like his worst enemy! COACH That’s what he said he would do. He’s not about to lose the title right now. “The Corporate Champion” Tha Puerto Rican slowly gets up, a little groggy. The fans at ringside root PRL on. Stephen Joseph holds the second rope open for Tha Puerto Rican and invites him in. That elicits boos from the crowd. COLE Just like he does every week. Popick directs the groggy Puerto Rican into the ring by holding the second rope. By now, some of PRL’s facepaint has disappeared. PRL enters the ring, and when he does, Popick grabs his right arm and applies a hammerlock on it. Popick yanks on the arm. Tha Puerto Rican grabs Stephen with his left arm. He then backflips (!!) over Popick landing behind him! PRL shoves Popick into the ropes, and tries for another rollup, once again getting a two count! Popick and PR get right back up. PR charges, but Popick ducks, and grabs PRL from behind…giving him a high angle neckbreaker! COLE The high angle neckbreaker is sure to take a lot out of Tha Puerto Rican! CABOOSE Come on. Come on! Beat him PRL! For the love of God, beat him! Stephen Joseph does a kneedrop onto PRL’s right arm. He then does it again and again. “ASS-HOLE! ASS-HOLE! ASS-HOLE! ASS-HOLE!” CABOOSE ASS-HOLE! ASS-HOLE! COLE Caboose! CABOOSE Hey, I was caught up in the moment! Popick looks at the crowd in disgust. Popick waits for Tha Puerto Rican to get up. He dares him to get his feet. POPICK Come on. You can do it! The crowd has quieted down. PRL gets to a vertical base, allowing Stephen Joseph to grab PRL’s right arm and apply a wristlock on it. Popick trash talks while applying the hold. He then lifts PRL up, and slams him down with a wristlock suplex! COLE A wristlock suplex! That’s a move we hardly ever see! “PO-PICK SUCKS! PO-PICK SUCKS! PO-PICK SUCKS! PO-PICK SUCKS!” POPICK Oh shut up! Stephen Joseph SLAPS Tha Puerto Rican upside the head as he gets up. Stephen Joseph punches Tha Puerto Rican in the face several times. Popick picks up PRL and lifts him up in the air. He holds him for a few seconds…and then drops him with the stalling neckbreaker. Popick covers PRL. 1… 2… PRL PUTS HIS RIGHT SHOULDER UP! Popick gets up and kicks PRL in the right arm. He does it again. And again. SJP picks up PRL and whips him into a turnbuckle—NO—PRL reverses and Popick hits the turnbuckle! PRL then runs towards Popick and nails him with the Stinger Splash! Puerto then whips SJP into the opposite turnbuckle. PRL goes for a clothesline, but Popick elbows him in the face. PRL stumbles around the ring, so Stephen Joseph leaps onto PRL’s back, crucifixing the arms and rolling him into pinning position. Ventura counts! And gets two! Popick gets up before Tha Puerto Rican and picks him up for a vertical suplex. HOWEVER, PRL escapes the suplex, and turns Popick around, going for the Lightning Strike! BUT WAIT! Popick grabs PRL from behind and gives him an Atomic Drop! Tha Puerto Rican falls to the mat. Stephen Joseph quickly grabs PRL while he’s on the mat and applies the Higher Calling (Rings Of Saturn)! COLE A submission move! PRL is trapped in the Higher Calling! COACH He can lose the match right now! CABOOSE Oh God! Oh no! Come on PRL! Escape the hold! Escape the hold! You HAVE TO ESCAPE THE HOLD! The crowd starts to get loud again. Jesse “The Body” Ventura checks on Tha Puerto Rican, asking if he submits. JESSE “THE BODY” VENTURA Do you give up? PRL NEVER~! Popick is still applying the hold. Tha Puerto Rican screams out in pain. He suddenly finds the strength to move his body around. PRL moves his body enough that Popick starts to lose his grip, and soon, PRL escapes the Higher Calling. CABOOSE Oh Thank God. Oh Thank You Jesus. Or Buddha. Or Allah! Thank You so much! COLE Tha Puerto Rican could have lost the match right there, but he escaped, and he still has a chance at becoming OAOAST World Champion! SJP kicks PRL’s right arm again, and then whips him into the ropes. PRL reverses, and does a leapfrog over Popick. Popick bounces off the ropes, so PRL does a reverse leapfrog over Popick. Popick bounces off the ropes a third time, so PRL does another leapfrog…only to get caught by Popick. Popick prepares to do a powerbomb, but PRL is able to do the hurricarana on Popick! COLE Great counter by Tha Puerto Rican! The crowd starts cheering. Puerto picks up Popick and whips him into the ropes. Popick reverses, and Tha Puerto Rican rests on the ropes. Popick charges forward…only to get BAAAACK BODY DROP over the top rope and onto the floor! COLE And now Popick is the one on the outside! CABOOSE Ha! Ha! Way to go PRL! This night is yours! I can feel it! Tonight is your night! The crowd cheers PRL. PRL responds by doing a Flair Flop onto the mat. Only half of Tha Puerto Rican’s Puerto Rican flag facepaint remains. PRL is breathing hard now, showing signs of fatigue. He wipes the sweat off his forehead and then laughs at Popick, who is just starting to get up. CABOOSE Look at how pathetic Popick is. It’s disgusting that he’s holding the World Title. Bah! Popick is now groggy. Tha Puerto Rican holds the second rope open for Popick and invites him in. This elicits cheers from the crowd. CABOOSE Ha! Ha! I love Tha Puerto Rican. I really do. Popick points to his right knee, telling PRL it may have been injured. PRL says he’s sorry in a joking manner. COLE Well remember what PRL said. He’ll HURT Popick if he has to if that’s what it takes to win this match. CABOOSE And it looks like he’s succeeded so far. Popick shakes his right leg then enters the ring. PRL starts laying into Popick with punches and forearms. PRL nails Popick with the CLUBBERIN~! THEY BE CLUBBERIN~! forearms. PRL whips Popick into the ropes. Samoan Drop. PRL applauds himself…and receives boos. COLE I guess not everyone is a Lightning Bolt in Halifax. The dreaded “P.R. SUCKS!” chant returns, but not in full force. Instead, a small, but vocal group of fans chant PRL’s least favorite chant. PRL eggs on those who boo him. Puerto goes back to work on Popick, giving him the devastating bodyslam~! The man formerly known as The Lightning Kid climbs the top rope. The crowd starts cheering as PRL removes his left elbow pad and throws it to the crowd. PRL does some weird hand signals directed at Popick and the crowd, and then leaps off the top rope, doing the “Up yours!” hand gesture in mid-air, then connecting with the Corporate Elbowdrop on Stephen Joseph Popick! COLE Corporate Elbowdrop! This could be it! It could be over! Here’s the cover! ONE! TWO!! THRE—KICK OUT!!! COLE And Popick gets the shoulder up just in the nick of time! CABOOSE Aw man! I thought that was the finish! The crowd thought it was the finish too. PRL gets up, slower than before. PRL does some shaky leg kicks on Popick’s right leg. Popick clutches his right leg in pain, yelling “Oh GOD! SAVE ME!” Tha Puerto Rican kicks the right leg before grabbing Popick’s legs to apply the Sharpshooter! NO! Popick pushes him off with his legs. Popick gets up. He glares angrily at Tha Puerto Rican. The crowd is hot. COLE I think Stephen Joseph just realized that Tha Puerto Rican is a threat to his World Title! COACH I take it Popick would rather have PRL as a friend than an enemy! CABOOSE Oh Popick. You have no idea who you’re messing with. Tha Puerto Rican is the best wrestler in the OAOAST, and he’s showing you why tonight. The crowd starts chanting “P.R.! P.R.! P.R.! P.R.!” and this time, about 80% of the crowd is doing the chanting. PR and Popick get into a yelling contest. The two men are nose-to-nose. Popick shoves Puerto. Puerto shoves Popick. Popick shoves Puerto. Puerto shoves Popick. A slugfest erupts in the middle of the ring. Neither man has the advantage at first, but soon, Popick takes control. Stephen Joseph Irish whips Tha Puerto Rican into the ropes. He gives him a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker…except that Tha Puerto Rican lands on his feet, and gives Popick the Lightning Strike (Diamond Cutter)! COACH Lightning Strike! That was Tha Puerto Rican’s finisher as The Lightning Kid! COLE Is this it? Can it be? 1… 2…. 3-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! COLE And the match is still going strong! CABOOSE I’m about to have a heart attack with all these close calls! Puerto Rican puts his head in his hands, trying to figure out a way to beat Stephen Joseph. He wipes the sweat off his eyebrows and gets up. PRL does some fistdrops onto Popick’s forehead. PRL then bounces off the ropes, stops in his tracks, shakes his shoulders, dusts off his right shoulder, and drops a fist onto Popick’s head. The Five-Knuckle Shuffle! Puerto Rican picks Popick up. Tha Puerto Rican gives Stephen an Irish whip into the ropes. Stephen goes for a clothesline, PR ducks, grabs Stephen from behind, and gives him a German Suplex! PRL gets right up and yells out “THE CHAMP IS HERE!” The crowd responds with boos and cheers! CABOOSE Oh yeah. You’re gonna be the World Champion PRL! You’re gonna be the World Champion! YEAH! Tha Puerto Rican turns Popick onto his stomach. Shaky leg kicks to the back. PRL picks up Popick and whips him into a turnbuckle. Popick hits the turnbuckle back first HARD. PRL follows with a clothesline. Popick stumbles out of the turnbuckle, so PRL grabs him and gives him a double-armed DDT! PRL then climbs the top rope. PRL leaps off, doing The Mad Cappa Crusher 2003 onto the neck of Popick! PRL covers. Jesse Ventura counts. 1…2…. KICKOUT AT 2.99999999999999!!! Tha Puerto Rican applies a chinlock on Stephen Joseph Popick. The Corporate Champ sneers at the crowd while Jesse Ventura checks on Popick. Jesse asks if Popick gives up, but Popick gets a burst of energy and gets on his knees. The crowd starts booing. Popick gets on his feet and elbows PRL in the stomach. He does it several times, escaping the chinlock. Popick bounces off the ropes…into an overhead belly-to-belly suplex from Tha Puerto Rican! COLE And The Corporate Champ is one step ahead of the World Champ! Tha Puerto Rican lies on the mat, catching his breath. The crowd is cooling down. The camera does a close-up of both PRL and Popick lying on the mat. COLE You can see it. You can see the fatigue setting in. You can see the exhaustion setting in. Tha Puerto Rican and Stephen Joseph have taken each other to the limit in this match, and whether or not you like either man, you can’t deny what they’ve put each other through for the chance to be OAOAST World Champion. COACH I can’t believe PRL and Popick are friends with the way they’ve been attacking each other throughout this match. They are fighting like they’re arch enemies. COLE After tonight, I think they’ll be archenemies. CABOOSE Oh I sure hope so. Tha Puerto Rican slowly gets up. PR picks up Popick and gives him a knife-edged chop to the chest. *CHOP!* “WOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” *CHOP!* “WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” *CHOP!* “WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” PRL whips Popick into the ropes. Flying clothesline! PRL kicks him in the face. Tha Puerto Rican whips Popick into the ropes. PRL follows with the SPINEBUSTER~!!! CABOOSE Oh yeah! YES! It’s time! It’s time! Tha Puerto Rican stands over Stephen Joseph who is in the middle of the ring. He gets ready to deliver The IntenseZone Elbow. PRL removes his right elbow pad, spits on it, and then throws it down on Popick’s face. He does some weird hand signals, and then bounces off the ropes, leaps over Stephen Joseph Popick, and then bounces off the opposite ropes. CABOOSE It’s now time for the most electrifying move in professional wrestling: The IntenseZone Elbow! PRL does The IntenseZone Elbow on Stephen Joseph Popick! PRL covers Popick. Jesse Ventura counts. 1…. 2… 2 ½ KICK OUT!!! COLE No! Popick kicked out! Popick kicked out of The IntenseZone Elbow! CABOOSE Ajjjdkjdsjfkljf!!! The crowd boos. A “P.R. SUCKS!” chant starts, but is quickly drowned out by a “P.R.! P.R.!” chant. PRL picks up Stephen Joseph and whips him into a turnbuckle—NO—Popick reverses. Popick charges forward, but PR elbows him in the face. Popick stumbles around the ring, so Tha Puerto Rican climbs the top rope, waits for Popick to get in the right position, and then jumps off, giving Popick a flying crossbody! PRL covers Popick…and gets a two count! PR and SJ get up. Tha Puerto Rican is the first to attack, nailing SJP with European Uppercuts. PR grabs SJP. Wheelbarrow Suplex! Cover. It gets a two count. PRL curses at Popick and then picks him up. The crowd has quieted down once again as P.R. takes Stephen Joseph over to a turnbuckle. P.R. sits Popick on the top turnbuckle. COLE It looks like PRL is going for a superplex. Tha Puerto Rican goes to climb the top rope, but suddenly, Popick punches PRL in the face! He does it a few more times until PR is dazed and confused. Popick stands on the top rope and jumps off. Bulldog off the top rope! Popick covers. 1… 2… KICK OUT!!! CABOOSE Phew. COLE PR and Popick are both back up. Both men now slugging it out. P.R. has control over Popick. Tha Puerto Rican whips SJP into the ropes. SJ reverses, and knees PRL in the stomach. Popick grabs PRL. Wheelbarrow Suplex! Popick waits for Tha Puerto Rican to get up. Once PRL is at a vertical base, Popick grabs him from behind. German Suplex! Popick, again, waits for Tha Puerto Rican to get up. PRL holds his back in pain as he gets to his feet. Popick turns him around, kicks him in the stomach, and plants PRL with the X-Factor! COLE There’s that combo of moves: the Wheelbarrow Suplex, the German Suplex, and the X-Factor. Popick always does those three moves one after the other. And now here’s the cover. 1! 2! And 3! Hegothim!Nohedidn’t. “PO-PICK SUCKS! PO-PICK SUCKS!” chants start again. Stephen Joseph ignores the crowd, instead choosing to grab Tha Puerto Rican and whip him into a turnbuckle. PRL hits the turnbuckle sternum first. Once PRL stumbles out of the turnbuckle, Popick grabs PRL and lifts him up in the air from behind. Backdrop! BUT WAIT! PRL does ANOTHER backflip (!!!) and goes behind Popick. German Suplex with a bridge into pinning position! Jesse “The Body” Ventura counts. 1… 2… 2 ½ 2.9999999999999999999 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! KIIIICKKKKOUUUUUTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!! COLE Only a two count! Only a two count! CABOOSE WHAT? How the hell is that possible? Just tell me how! Seriously. What the hell? Tha Puerto Rican thought that was it. He argues with Jesse Ventura, who saids that it was a two count. PRL curses under his breath as he grabs Stephen Joseph by his head and runs with him towards the ropes. PRL leaps over the top rope onto the floor, while still holding onto Popick’s head. Because of this, Popick’s neck hits the top rope, causing him to bounce off the ropes onto the mat. The Necksnap! PRL quickly heads back into the ring, waiting for Popick to get up. Once Popick is on his knees, PRL charges forward, jumping over Popick, but grabbing his neck in mid-air to give him a neckbreaker! The Lightning Shock! COLE People shouldn’t bend like that. PRL picks up Popick and whips Popick into a turnbuckle. Popick reverses, and PRL hits the turnbuckle. Popick charges forward. P.R. leaps over Popick—NO—Popick grabs PRL’s legs as he’s leaping, and throws him back down onto the mat, HARD! Stephen covers Tha Puerto Rican! 1… 2… TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! Stephen Joseph picks up Tha Puerto Rican. PRL gets a sudden burst of energy and punches Popick with Rock-style jabs. Left. Left. Left. Spit. Punch. Popick goes down! Puerto goes for a kick to the midsection, but Popick catches PRL’s left foot. Luckily for PRL, he fires back with the enzuguiri! Popick flops onto the mat! Tha Puerto Rican picks up Stephen Joseph and gives him an Irish whip into the ropes. Popick reverses. He goes for a clothesline. PRL ducks…and hits the flying forearm. Kip up~! COLE Here we go! The end is near! PRL is setting up for the Corporate Nightmare! CABOOSE Yes! All right! All right! Yes! It’s almost time! It’s almost time! The crowd starts cheering as Tha Puerto Rican heads to a turnbuckle. PR starts stomping his right foot a’la Shawn Michaels. 1,2,3. 1,2,3. 1,2,3. Popick is still on the mat, but is slowly showing signs of movement. COLE Will PRL hit the Sweet Chin Music? CABOOSE Yes. Yes he will! He’s going to do it! PRL anxiously waits for Popick to get up. Popick is on one knee. PRL continues “tuning up the band”. Popick gets to his feet. Popick stumbles a bit, groggy, fatigued, and breathing hard. Stephen Joseph turns around, just as Tha Puerto Rican rushes forward… *KA-POW~!!!* AND KNOCKS OUT POPICK WITH THE SWEET CHIN MUSIC!!! Tha Puerto Rican looks at the downed Popick, and then at the crowd, and a smile appears on his face. “THAT’S IT!” CABOOSE Yeah! That’s it! Time for the Corporate Nightmare! We’re going to have a new World Champion! We’re going to have a new World Champion! A World Champion who deserves the belt! “The Corporate Champion” Tha Puerto Rican gets ready to deliver the Corporate Nightmare. The crowd cheers loudly. By now 95% of the crowd is behind Tha Puerto Rican. Popick is still knocked out, but is showing signs of movement. COLE We could be just moments away from the crowning of a new World Champion! CABOOSE We ARE moments away from the crowning of a new World Champion! Stephen Joseph slowly sits up. He gets on one knee, albeit slowly. CABOOSE Come on already! Get up! Come on! Come on! Popick uses the ropes to help him get to his feet. Stephen Joseph holds his back in pain as he gets to a vertical base. PRL has a wide sinister smile on his face. When Stephen Joseph turns around, PRL greets him with the KICK WHAM CORPORATE NIGHTMARE!!! COLE He hit it! The Corporate Nightmare! The Corporate Nightmare connects! CABOOSE YES! YES! YES! PIN HIM PRL! PIN HIM! “The Corporate Champion” Tha Puerto Rican covers Stephen Joseph Popick. The crowd cheers as Jesse “The Body” Ventura makes the count. ONE! TWO! THREE!!! POPICK PUTS HIS RIGHT FOOT ON THE BOTTOM ROPE! CABOOSE PRL won! He’s won the World Heavyweight Title! COLE No! It was a two count! Popick’s foot was on the bottom rope! CABOOSE What? Popick’s foot was on the bottom rope? COLE Yeah. Jesse Ventura saw it. Popick’s foot was on the bottom rope. CABOOSE Oh, God damnit. PRL thinks he’s won the title, as does the crowd. Jesse Ventura tells him that it was only a two count. Tha Puerto Rican can’t believe it. The crowd is shocked and starts booing. COLE Stephen Joseph Popick’s last second desperation move maybe the turning point of this match! CABOOSE Oh no. No! No! Don’t jinx him! Shut up! Don’t say anything! We still got a match! PRL still has a chance to beat Popick! Tha Puerto Rican puts head in his hands. It looks like he is about to cry. By now almost all of PRL's Puerto Rican flag facepaint is gone. A LOUD “P.R.! P.R.!” chant starts up. Puerto grabs Stephen Popick and slaps his face in frustration. Bulldog on Popick! PRL is not done yet. He picks up Popick and places him in between his legs. PRL lifts Stephen up. Piledriver! PR covers Popick. 1... 2… POPICK KICKS OUT! Puerto Rican whips SJP into a turnbuckle. PR charges forward, but gets elbowed in the face. Popick grabs Puerto and gives him a Russian Legsweep. He hooks PRL’s right leg…and only gets a two count! COLE That was a close call right there! Popick argues with Jesse Ventura. POPICK Are you blind? That was obviously a three! I could see it, the fans could see it! It was a three count! Stephen Joseph stands up to Jesse Ventura, literally. The World Champion and the Special Guest Referee get into an argument as PRL recovers from the Russian Legsweep. Popick looks like he is about to blow a gasket. COACH Uh-oh. I don’t think this is going to end well for Popick. He’s yelling at Jesse “The Body” Ventura! CABOOSE Come on Jesse. Pop him one. Do it for me. Please! Stephen Joseph Popick and Jesse “The Body” Ventura are still in their heated argument. The crowd cheers, hoping for Jesse to get into a physical altercation with Popick. But before Popick and Jesse “The Body” Ventura can come to blows, Tha Puerto Rican sneaks up behind Popick and leaps onto his shoulders. Popick tries to throw PRL off his shoulders, but to no avail. Finally, Tha Puerto Rican rolls forward into a victory roll! NO! Stephen Joseph Popick REVERSES the victory roll into one of his own, wrapping PRL, while grabbing a hold of his tights! Referee Jesse “The Body” Ventura counts. 1… 2… 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *DING DING DING* (24:55) CABOOSE NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! COLE Stephen Joseph cheated to win again! Stephen Joseph has retained the OAOAST World Title! BUFFER Here is your winner…and STILL (BIG Boos) One And Only AngleSault Thread Heavyweight Champion of the WOOORRRRLLLLLLDDDDDDDD….STEPHEN JOSEPH POPPIIIICCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKK!!! “It Ain’t Over For Me” by Terrance Howard starts playing. Stephen Joseph has a smile as wide as the Cheshire Cat. Meanwhile, “The Corporate Champion” Tha Puerto Rican is shocked. Jesse Ventura raises Popick’s arms in victory, not knowing how he was able to get the win. COLE Stephen Joseph was only seconds away from losing the World Title several times in this matchup, but thanks to a combination of luck and cheating, he is still OUR World Champion! CABOOSE Aw shit. Shit. Shit! Bullshit! Fuck! Fuck! Damn! Damn! Damn it to hell! Son of a bitch! Aw! Bullshit! This is just…words can’t describe how I feel right now. I’m so…UGH! COLE I get the feeling you’re not alone. Garbage is thrown into the ring. Jesse Ventura hands the OAOAST World Heavyweight Championship belt over to Stephen Joseph, who holds it close to his heart, caressing it like it was his baby. He kisses the belt and then raises it over his head, which only causes the boos to get louder. CABOOSE Oh damn! That’s an image I never want to see again. COACH Well, too bad, Caboose. Because for the time being, Stephen Joseph is still the OAOAST World Champion. Popick tells Jesse to raise his arms in victory again. Jesse obliges. He then leaves the ring. Stephen Joseph celebrates in the ring, waving his World Title belt in the air like he just don’t care. “It Ain’t Over For Me” is still playing while Tha Puerto Rican rests his head on a turnbuckle pad. COLE Tha Puerto Rican put up a hell of a fight. He had Stephen Joseph beaten, but were it not for Stephen putting his foot on the bottom rope, Tha Puerto Rican would be the new World Heavyweight Champion! CABOOSE I couldn’t agree with you more, Michael, and that’s the only thing we’ll ever agree on. COACH Look at PRL. He’s crushed. He was screwed out of the World Title again! COLE I can’t believe I’m saying this, but you got to feel sorry for Tha Puerto Rican. He’s been screwed out of the OAOAST Championship not once, but twice in four weeks by the same man, his friend and manager! He must feel terrible right now. CABOOSE So, you’re FINALLY sympathizing with Tha Puerto Rican? I knew you would come around some day. Stephen Joseph stops his celebrating when he sees Tha Puerto Rican burying his head on the turnbuckle pad. Popick’s smile fades as he sees PRL getting back up. “It Ain’t Over For Me” dies down as Popick continues to stare at Tha Puerto Rican, who stares back. COLE Oh boy. Popick, I hope you’re happy with what you’ve done! PRL’s eyes are red. He walks over to Popick, who has a serious look on his face. The crowd is buzzing in anticipation of what will happen next. COLE Are PRL and Popick still friends? COACH I think we’re about to find out. CABOOSE This is the end of the PRL/Popick alliance. I just know it is. Popick starts talking to PRL. PRL nods his head while Popick speaks. Popick then puts his right hand out for PRL to shake. The crowd starts cheering, hoping that Tha Puerto Rican won’t continue his alliance with Stephen Joseph. PR looks at the crowd, and then looks at Popick. He keeps going back and forth between the fans and Popick. COLE What is PRL’s decision going to be? POPICK You can slap my hand, or you can slap my face. It’s your decision. Go ahead. Make it now. It’s all up to you. Where do you want to go now? Tha Puerto Rican thinks it over. The crowd eggs him on to slap Popick in the face. They start chanting “P.R.! P.R.! P.R.! P.R.!” COLE Popick told him point blank. He can either slap his hand, or slap his face. COACH These fans certainly want Tha Puerto Rican to slap Popick in the face. CABOOSE Yeah! Slap him in the face P.R.! Bitchslap Popick! Do it! After a few minutes of agonizing over his decision, Tha Puerto Rican walks over to Stephen Joseph Popick… AND SLAPS HIS HAND. COLE WHAT? CABOOSE Ugh! “The Corporate Champion” Tha Puerto Rican shakes Stephen Joseph Popick’s hand. The crowd completely turns on Tha Puerto Rican, booing him out of the building. PRL and Popick hug in the middle of the ring. Unlike the Benoit/Guerrero hug at WrestleMania XX, this hug is met with nothing but boos and garbage being thrown into the ring. COLE How can he do that? Why? Why-why would he agree to go back to being his client? COACH This doesn’t make any sense. PRL and Stephen Joseph were just tearing into each other not even ten minutes ago! And now, they’ve reformed their alliance? How is that possible? “It Ain’t Over For Me” starts playing again. PRL and Popick both have evil smiles on their faces. PRL heads to the timekeeper’s table to grab his custom made spinner 24/7 Championship belt and spins the belt plate. He and Popick bump belts at ringside. PR jaws with a fan, to establish that he is once again a full fledged heel. COLE It looks like PRL hasn’t changed at all! He’s still the same selfish, egotistical, despicable, heartless person he was before! And here I was feeling sorry for the guy! CABOOSE And the worst part is he’s still aligned with Popick. Popick is still his “Career Consultant”. Popick is still his manager. THIS SUCKS! PR sneers at the fans as he and Popick walk up the entrance ramp. He and Popick laugh evilly. COLE Well fans, what a memorable night it has been at November Reign. We end November Reign with Stephen Joseph Popick STILL the OAOAST World Heavyweight Champion, and Tha Puerto Rican STILL aligned with Stephen Joseph Popick! And with those two men together, will anyone be able to stop Stephen Joseph’s Title reign? And why did Tha Puerto Rican agree to continue working with Popick anyway? For Caboose and Jonathon Coachman, I’m Michael Cole saying so long, and we’ll see you this Thursday on HeldDOWN~! “The Corporate Champion” Tha Puerto Rican and Stephen Joseph Popick stop to pose in the center of the entryway to loud boos. Garbage is still being thrown into the ring. PRL and Popick laugh evilly, holding their titles in the air. We end the pay-per-view on that image. (FADE OUT) (THE END) Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
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