KingPK 0 Report post Posted December 16, 2005 (edited) We abruptly fade in and the first thing that is beamed to TV sets (and computer screens for those who are watching online) is the image of OAOAST World Heavyweight Champion and leader of the Upstarts Stephen Joseph walking the halls, the image bobbing slightly as the cameraman walks alongside him. JOSEPH Am I on yet? Good evening folks, YOUR OAOAST World Champion here welcoming you to another HeldDOWN. I'm sure Coporate has planned a lot of great stuff planned for you tonight but, unfortunately, you aren't going to be able to see a lick of it until I get an answer on who I am facing at Climax. So come with me as I pay a visit to our esteemed General Manager. Ah, here we are. (To cameraman) Through here, jackboot. The image shifts as we enter the room to show a Calvin Szechstein on the phone, staring in surprise at the intrusion. JOSEPH Oh, what's this? Making some calls? Trying to get some big buisness deals done, or are you just finding more ways to screw me over? (He grabs the receiver from Calvin's hand and hangs it up) CALVIN Stephen I.... JOSEPH Don't even think about cutting my feed because I've got a few of my guys in the production truck, well.....let's just say they're "persuading" the director to keep this on the air. No more bullshit Calvin; I want to know right here and right now, who am I defending my title against this Sunday? CALVIN I was just about to..... *BAM* Joseph slams his fist on the desk. JOSEPH I said right now!! I'll make this a two hour show of the GPX doing hand puppets if I don't get an answer. Who am I facing at Climax? VOICE (Offscreen) Hey Popick, why don't you just turn around and meet him yourself? JOSEPH (Turning) I TOLD everyone I HATE being called...... But he freezes in mid-sentence as he sees who it is. The camera quickly turns in that direction to reveal..... PETER KNIGHT (stepping into the office) Sorry. Didn't get that memo. JOSEPH You? I'm facing YOU at Climax? (Begins to chuckle) Calvin, how much did he pay you for this to happen? (The chuckle turns in a full larf) Ha ha ha, you gotta be kidding me. I've beaten all the credible challengers already? This guy just lost to his old tag partner and HE'S getting a title shot? What, am I facing Michael Cole at Anglepalooza too? KNIGHT Oh, I thought you were the "fighting champion", willing to take on all challengers? JOSEPH Yeah worthy challengers, of whom you are not. Look pal, I beat you to WIN this title at World Without End which seemed to send you into this little tailspin you've been having lately, so as far as I'm concerned, you are crossed off the list. (To Calvin) Come on, you HAVE to do better than this. KNIGHT I thought you'd turn me down, so how about this: You face me at Climax and if you BEAT me...that's it, the dream is over. If I lose, I pull myself out of the World Title picture for the rest of this year AND all of 2006. That means I won't enter myself in the Rumble, I won't take any title shots offered to me, I won't be involved in any #1 Contender's matches....nothing. By failing to win the title on my third try, I would prove that, yes, I'm not worthy of holding that belt, so I won't try again until I can show that I am. How about that? Wouldn't it be a feather in your cap to take an Original title threat for an entire calendar year and squash the dreams of a man at the same time? Joseph considers the offer, a smile slowly crossing his face. JOSEPH You know, when you put it that way, there's no way I can refuse a good old dream squashing. Ok, Knight, you got it.....if Calvin orders that no Originals interfere in the match. KNIGHT I can live with that.....as long as no Upstarts get involved either. Of course, considering your reign so far, and the way you beat me in the first place, that would be like taking the crutches away from a crippled man. JOSEPH (Scowling, but keeping his cool) Fine. You want to go one-on-one? You got it. (Extends his hand) Good luck on Sunday....AND in your match tonight. I will be VERY interested in how it turns out. KNIGHT (Taking the hand) Good luck to you too and I will be watching your match tonight very closely as well. JOSEPH Please, get as close to the action as you want. I'm, sure Ed and X would LOVE to have a word with you. Knight and Joseph smirk at each other as they shake hands. CALVIN Uh, guys.....can we start the show now? (Fade out to opening video) The final HeldDOWN of the OAOAST European Tour takes us to the City of Lights, Paris, France. Into the arena we go with the usual pan of the crowd; this week 15,000 Parisians join us live, holding signs that are mostly in French. The camera focuses on one that says "La France fait bon accueil à l'OAOAST" (France welcomes the OAOAST) as the theme music this week is (yet another) electric guitar rendition, this time of the French national anthem. Hey, the guy works cheap. We head over to Sofa Central to find Triple Cee sporting some "manly" black berets. CABOOSE I'm going to kill someone for this. MICHAEL COLE Just roll with the punches 'Boose. Welcome to the final HeldDOWN before Climax, ladies and gentlemen. We're live from Paris, France and what a bombshell we just heard. Peter Knight will get his third.... JONATHAN COACHMAN And most likely his last..... COLE .....shot at the OAOAST World Championship in three days against Stephen Joseph. Joseph pinned Knight at World Without End two months ago to win the title..... CABOOSE ....after using a low blow..... COLE Will you guys stop interrupting me..... COACH ...already? COLE *Sigh* Anyway, we've got a stacked card again for you tonight as the semifinals of the Six-Man Tag Title Tournament take place and we will find out which two teams will advance to the finals at Climax. Also, we will have a triple threat match for the X-Division title as The Parka defends against Belial and "The Birmingham Bad Boy" Jamie O'Hara. COACH You know the Bad Boy will give everything he has because a good showing gives him a one-on-one match against the champion at Climax. CABOOSE We also have what is termed as an "empty arena" match taped earlier this week between Dan Black and Christian Wright, a match we were supposed to have at World Without End, but circumstances prevented it from happening. COLE All that and more coming up later, but right now, let's go up to Michael Buffer. *DING DING* BUFFER Ladies and gentleman, the following contest is scheduled for one fall. Currently in the ring, from the SOUTH POLE: XANTA KLAUS! CABOOSE Xanta Klaus? COACH He's Santa's brother, but unlike Santa he takes things. CABOOSE Why? COACH Well, I don't know. I guess he's just evil. He spells his name with an X and a K. CABOOSE No, I mean why do you know that? "The Grand Design" hits as the crowd pops. BUFFER And his opponent, making his way to the ring from Kyoto, Japan and weighing in at 217 lbs: FOOOOOOOSHI! A nice ovation for Foshi as he makes his way to the ring wearing a Tajiri t-shirt. COLE Foshi with an impressive victory in his return to the OAOAST last week. COACH An obvious fluke. He'll be out of a job before you know it. COLE You know, you better hope Foshi doesn't find out what you've been saying about him. COACH And you better hope the government doesn't find out about your husband. CABOOSE Coach takes this round. Foshi enters the ring and paces back and forth staring down his opponent. COLE That's something you have to admire about Foshi. He takes every match seriously and that's why I think he's going to do some great things. CABOOSE You do realize he's going to be wrestling a guy in a black and red Santa Claus suit, right? COLE Yes, that's Xanta Klaus. CABOOSE As long as you're aware. The bell rings and the match is under way. Xanta turns to yell at a section of the crowd and nobody cares. He turns back to meet a kick to the side of the head by Foshi. CABOOSE Santa just got kicked in the side of the head. COLE That's Xanta...with an X. Foshi picks up Xanta and elbows him into the corner, followed by a series of knife-edge chops. He irish whips Xanta to the far side, but misses a knee charge. Foshi goes down as Xanta recovers. He delivers knees to the face of Foshi and a chop. Xanta takes Foshi by the head and drops to the outside bringing Foshi's throat down across the top rope. COACH Not bad, not bad. CABOOSE So, who trained Xanta anyway? COLE ....... Xanta comes back in with a knee off the top rope. He covers but only gets 2. Xanta picks up Foshi and tosses him over the top to the outside. COACH You know, if this match were under South Pole rules, Xanta would be disqualified. He's lucky we don't recognize SPW. COLE SPW? COACH Yeah, South Pole Wrestling. That's where Xanta trained, by the way, Caboose. Xanta goes to the apron on the outside and comes off with a double ax handle. He rolls Foshi back in. Xanta comes back in and drops a leg. He covers, but once again only gets a 2. Xanta scoops up Foshi and once again tosses him over the top, but this time Foshi skins the cat. Xanta notices as Foshi is raising himself back in, but Xanta gets caught between Foshi's legs. Foshi executes a flying headscissors take down back into the ring. Foshi picks up Xanta and irish whips him into the ropes. It's reversed, but Foshi hits the handspring elbow and Xanta is down. Foshi brings Xanta over to the ropes. COLE I'm surprised Foshi hasn't gone for the cover. It looks like he has something in mind for Xanta Klaus. Foshi hits a moonsault off the bottom rope, stands up hits another off the second, and hits one more off the top. CABOOSE The tri-fecta. Foshi picks up Xanta. COACH I think this is a mistake by Foshi. He just hit three successive moonsaults and he has to be drained. He should be going for the cover. COLE Foshi is in great shape. I really doubt he's drained. Foshi picks up Xanta and sets him on the top rope. Foshi is about to go up, but gets a thumb to the eye. Xanta gets down and makes his way across the ring as the ref checks on Foshi. Xanta grabs his BAG OF EVIL TOYS! COLE What could be in there? CABOOSE Why does he have a big sack with him at ringside? COLE Because he's Xanta Klaus! With an X and a K! Xanta heads towards Foshi with the bag. The ref tries to stop him, but Xanta pushes him out of the way. He raises the bag to hit Foshi with it, but is instead met with GREEN MIST! COLE It's the mist! Xanta drops the bag as Foshi hits a standing enzugiri. He covers as the ref makes the count. CABOOSE I doubt anyone's getting up from that. 1....2.....3! BUFFER Here is your winner: FOOOOOOSHI! COLE Another impressive win for Foshi. COACH Another fluke win. He wouldn't have done it without the mist. COLE Xanta had the bag of evil toys. Foshi was doing what he had to do. CABOOSE Do you even listen to the things you say, Cole? Foshi makes his way from the ring with his Symphony X theme playing. COLE Only time will tell what the future holds for this Japanese superstar here in OAOAST. Backstage we go and Josh Matthews is backstage, standing by with one half of the World Tag Team Champions, Leon Rodez. MATTHEWS Whassup! Josh Matthews, back here with Leon Rodez and tonight, I...*goes into convulsions*...heeeeeeuuuuuurrrrrrrr...HELLO RANDY! I'LL SEE YOU AT ARMAGEDD...*AHEM!* *HEM!* *ACH-TU!* Sorry about that. Must be that flu bug going around. Rodez glances at Josh with a nervous smile and nod. MATTHEWS Leon, I see that you're not in the best of shape this week, but thanks for your time. We all saw the reprehensible events that went down on the Love Shack last week, courtesy of Jim Cornette and the New, New Midnight Express. How are you feeling after what happened. RODEZ Reprehensiwhat? Have you been talking to Christian Wright? You know Josh, believe it or not, I'm not feeling all that great. The ribtape kinda gives it away somewhat. Besides the bruised ribs and the scars on my upper back from where the doctors had to pluck the shards of glass out of my body with tweezers, mentally, I'm not too good either. See Jim Cornette, what you and your boys did went beyond goading me and Zack into a Tag Team Title match. We all know what you're capable of. I knew what you were capable of. But, I was naive. And I didn't see it coming. I honestly didn't expect you, Ned Blanchard, to have the audacity to do what you did. To use a picture of my own girlfriend as a weapon against me. Irony or just plain disrespect, I can't figure out which it was. To lay me out and let Jim Cornette smash me in the back, repeatedly, with that tennis racket of his. For you to then suplex me on the damn floor and then for you, Simon Singleton, to climb onto my desk, on my show, my set and hit me with the Rocket Launcher. I didn't see it coming. Sighing, Rodez wipes a hand across his forehead. RODEZ But next time, I will. See, now I know firsthand what you're capable of, I'm going to be extra wary. I'm also going to have Zack Malibu by my side. Oh yeah, sure, you got what you wanted. A shot at the Tag Team Titles at Climax. Well, congratulations. Now, you're faced with the problem of what you plan to do when you're faced with even odds, face to face, man to man. There won't be momentos from my girlfriend lying around. You won't be on my set. You'll be in the ring. Now, there's a saying..."Payback's are a bitch". You know me Josh, I'm a nice guy... MATTHEWS No doubt. RODEZ Leon Rodez isn't going to come out, all guns blazing, trying to tear the heads from your shoulders. But, you know that. You're a smart guy Cornette. That's why you and your boys targetted me instead of Zack Malibu, because you knew that if you got on his bad side, you'd live to regret it. Me? I'm a nice guy. I'm not going to be out for blood. I'm not like Krista. I'm not like Synth. That's true. But if you think I'm going to let what you did to me go unpunished, you're sorely mistaken. As you can probably tell, you've made this a serious issue. I'm not cracking jokes here. You have my attention. And Midnights...I won't be out for your blood. But you will suffer. You will suffer, the best way I know how. And that's to make sure you remain the FORMER World Tag Team Champions. You will be embarrassed. You will be beaten. And you will rue the day you considered me an easy target. MATTHEWS Well, on to tonight. Rib injury and all, you must team up with Zack and fellow partner Peter Knight for the 6-Man Tag Team Title Tournament Semi Finals. The question is, how focused can you be on that, knowing that you and Zack already have a match scheduled for Climax, regardless of possible progression to the Final. RODEZ Now now, let's not stir things up here, J Man. Me and Zack have eyes only for tonight. MATTHEWS And, what about the rumours that your two partners aren't getting along too wel... RODEZ Listen, Josh, relax. Okay? There's no problems between us. You'll see that well enough tonight. Any other questions? MATTHEWS Yes, one... RODEZ Is it about Peter Knight? MATTHEWS No. RODEZ Zack? MATTHEWS No. RODEZ My ribs? MATTHEWS No. RODEZ ...good. Go ahead. MATTHEWS What kind of underwear does Alix wear? Like, is she a thong girl? Coz I always thought sh... Shaking his head in despair, Rodez doesn't even wait for Josh to finish before beginning to walk off set. Leaving poor Josh's wildest fantasies inaccurate. The camera cuts to the parking lot. A small white rental car enters and finds a parking space. The driver side door opens, and out steps Otaku II! Ayane Mitsui comes out of the passenger side, and “The Sheriff” Tony Capella is right behind them. The crowd cheers the masked OAOAST superstar as he gets out with a smile on his face. Otaku goes to the trunk of the car. But just as he opens it… *BAM!* He’s blindsided by an attack from Vitamin X! COLE Hey! Wait a minute! COACH Vitamin X is attacking Otaku again! The crowd boos as VX punches Otaku II in the face several times! Tony Capella tries to defend Otaku, but he gets knocked down with one punch. Ayane screams as she watches her husband get thrown into the trunk of the rental car and beaten. VX turns his attention to Ayane. VITAMIN X You stay out of this, bitch! Don’t make me hurt you too! COLE This is just uncalled for! Somebody put a stop to this! CABOOSE Vitamin X is just teaching Otaku what happens when you mess with a member of The Lightning Crew! VX stops beating on Otaku II. He does the Shane-O-Mac Shuffle, and then slaps Otaku II upside the head. VITAMIN X YEAH! WOOOO! YOU LIKE THAT? YOU LIKE THAT? Listen, Otaku II, listen. This Sunday at Climax, it’s going to be you and me in a NO DISQUALIFICATION MATCH! That’s right! No DQ! No countouts! Anything goes! And you can bet that I’m going to take full advantage of that! I’m not just gonna beat you. I’m gonna CRIPPLE YOU! I am going to SHUT THE DOOR on your career! Because I am THAT much better than YOU! See you Sunday, Otaku! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAAA!!! Vitamin X closes the trunk of the rental car with Otaku II still inside. He blows a kiss to Ayane and then walks over “The Sheriff” Tony Capella as he leaves. The crowd is still booing. Ayane goes to unlock the trunk of the car. Tony Capella is trying to get up. COLE My God. At Climax, Vitamin X and Otaku II are going to get it on again in a No Disqualification Match? That’s going to be insane! That’s going to be brutal! We’re definitely going to see the climax of this feud at Climax! Ayane Mitsui helps Otaku II out of the trunk of the white rental car. He is in tremendous pain, holding his ribs. “The Sheriff” Tony Capella is still trying to get up as we fade to a break. Commercial break Edited December 16, 2005 by KingPK Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
KingPK 0 Report post Posted December 16, 2005 (edited) COLE Welcome back to HeldDOWN in Paris folks..... "Word Up" by Korn begins to play over the loud speaker, leaving the fans and announcers at a loss. COLE What's this? CABOOSE A crappy cover of an already crappy song? COACH Oooh burn! COLE True, but I was actually wondering who's entrance music this is. Cole's question is answered as three men walk out onto the stage as the lights go down and they are bathed in spotlights. The three men are wearing black hoodies with the hoods pulled up and they stand side by side as the music plays and the fans dance. After a few seconds they pull down their hoods and the fans are shocked to see three men who look exactly alike. COLE Triplets?? COACH What!? Where?? CABOOSE They're men Coach. COACH What!? Where?? COLE Nevermind. The lights come back up as the men walk to the ring and enter before grabbing three mic's and signalling for the music to end. One of them puts a hand up to quiet the crowd. TRIPLET #1 Ladies and Gentlemen at home do not adjust your Televisions and you people in the crowd, even though you probably are either drunk and/or stupid, what you are seeing before you is indeed real. We are...Triplets. COLE Told you. TRIPLET #2 Allow us to introduce ourselves. I'm Nick. RICK I'm Rick. DICK And I'm Dick and we are the Garner Brothers, but you can call us... ALL OF THEM TOGETHER THE TRIPLE THREAT!!!! NICK The three of us have been wrestling for awhile now, but we never really have had the chance to compete as a complete team. RICK Most Federations only have regular Tag Team Divisions. DICK So you can understand our excitement when we heard the OAOAST was starting a 6-Man Tag Division! NICK Now I know the ladies in the audience are restraining themselves from storming the ring right now due to the chance to be with such a good looking group of Triplets, so we'll keep this short and to the point. RICK Seeing as we've spent years looking for this opportunity we're not going to just come in and blend in with the rest. DICK We're here to make an impact. NICK That's right Dick! We are here to make an impact and already I can tell that we've made an impact with the ladies in the audience. *Winks at a woman in the front row as some of the ladies actually cheer, while the men boo* So now it's time to make an impact with the wrestlers. We understand that at Climax, great PPV name by the way, that there will be the finals of the tournament to crown the first ever OAOAST 6-Man Tag Team Champs. RICK So since we were snubbed when invites were sent out for this tournament we've decided to issue a challenge. DICK We challenge the winners of that Tournament to a match on HeldDOWN for those belts! NICK Unless of course you're too intimidated about facing us. RICK After all... NICK We're triple the talent... RICK Triple the fun... DICK And triple the lovin'!! *Does a Rick Rude-like dance* NICK We are...THE TRIPLE THREAT! Like it or not we're here to stay! Nick drops the mic and the three men leave to mostly boos, with the occasional cheer from a lady or two. COLE Well they're certainly full of themselves. CABOOSE What can you say? They're the Triple Threat! COACH Why can't we get female triplets?? (Speaking of the Six-Man Tag Tourney) We shift to the backstage area once again, this time to the trainer's room where Leon Rodez sits, further getting his ribs taped up for his match while his new lady love, Alix Maria Spezia, stands behind him and massages his shoulders. TRAINER (to Rodez) You know, she's kinda getting in the way here. You're pretty banged up, but I don't think your shoulders are as bad as your ribs. RODEZ Hey, if you want her to massage what she did last night instead, you better grow some longer arms. The trainer sighs as he adjusts the tape on the ribs, causing a brief grunt of pain from Rodez. The door clicks open and in steps Zack Malibu and Candie just as the trainer finishes up. ZACK (To trainer) How is he? RODEZ Well, I'm being turned into the World's Sexiest Mummy, but it ain't Halloween, so no, I'm not 100% tonight, but I'm good enough. Besides, I've got Alix to nurse me back to health. Ooh, that reminds me, we gotta go check out this place after the show that sells these leather nurses outfits....maybe there's one in Candie's size? CANDIE Ugh, for the nineteenth time, no I don't want to be "included" in whatever you two do behind closed doors. It's bad enough that we always have the hotel room next to yours. There isn't enough cotton in the world to block out those sounds. ZACK (quickly changing the subject) Believe me, Leon, the Express is going to have to face the music sooner rather than later. I'm just worried about tonight's match and where our "partner's" head is at this time. I asked him to meet with us for a little strategy session, but who knows..... KNIGHT (offscreen) ....if I'm going to show up? Peter Knight steps into the frame, having mastered the "unseen entrance" for one night. He looks at Rodez's ribs and clicks his tongue. KNIGHT That doesn't look good for us tonight. Gee, I wonder where his tag team partner was last week that was so important that he couldn't save Leon from going through a table like that? Zack stands and goes face to face with Knight. MALIBU Implying something, are you? KNIGHT (holding up hands) Hey, just asking an honest question here. MALIBU Well, I've got a question for you; what's up with you and Stephen Joseph at Climax? I mean, I'm happy for you that you've got another shot, but all I want to know is if you'll have your head completely in our match tonight because a win tonight puts us in the finals at Climax. KNIGHT Are you asking me if I am looking past tonight and focusing on the one thing I have been working for since I first signed on with this company? Let me ask you something Zack, if you had a tag title defense one week and a shot at the World Title the next, and I want you to be honest here, wouldn't one take priority over the other? MALIBU I'd..... KNIGHT (interrupting) See, you've been champion twice already, so yeah, maybe there's a bit of a "been there, done that" feeling for you because if you REALLY wanted the title again, you'd have beaten Popick already and taken it, right? I'm not only just getting a title shot on Sunday, I'm putting my future on the line on Sunday. If I lose, I'm out of the world title picture for a year and no, I won't be a very happy guy if I am. So forgive me if I am being selfish and am putting MY ultimate goal and MY own dreams in front of some tag titles. Believe me Zack, if you were in the position I'm in, you would have the EXACT same thoughts. No, I won't dog it out there tonight, that's not me, but....well.....let's just say that, if we lose, I won't be completely broken up about it. Knight turns and leaves the room, leaving an angry Zack Malibu in his wake. Zack turns to Rodez. MALIBU Leon, I think we're going to have to do this ourselves tonight. (Back to Sofa Central) COACH Oh yeah, those guys are really getting into that team spirit. COLE One week ago Jamie O'Hara went to Calvin Szechstein and demanded a match with Parka for the X-Title at the PPV. However, Calvin wanted O'Hara to prove himself to be PPV caliber. O'Hara got his match with Parka, but if he wants to be on the PPV he either has to win the title tonight or impress Calvin enough to let him have another shot. COACH So it's win-win for O'Hara? COLE Not necessarily. What if he not only doesn't win tonight, but he doesn't impress Calvin? I think Calvin wants this young man to step up his game if he's going to burst into his office and talk a big game. So he is giving him an incentive. CABOOSE Don't forget that there is another man in this match. COLE That's right. Belial of Satan's Foot Soldiers also signed his name on the list to face Parka and was orginally going to be Parka's only opponent tonight, but after last week this match was made into a Triple Threat match. BUFFER Ladies and Gentlemen, this next match is scheduled for one fall and is a Triple Threat Match for the X-Division Championship!!! YEAHHHHHH!!!!!! "Lose Yourself" by Eminem begins to play and the fans boo, not because of the song, but because of the man who walks out of the entryway. Jamie O'Hara comes out looking smug from under his baseball cap and hoodie. He jaw jacks with a fan along the way, telling him that he's the next X-Division Champion. BUFFER Introducing first, from Birmingham, England, weighing one hundred seventy pounds, representing the Upstarts, JAMIE "THE BIRMINGHAM BAD BOY" O'HARA!!!!!! COLE O'Hara certainly has confidence. Some would call it cockyness though. CABOOSE All the greats in wrestling have had a level of cockyness. COACH Like me. CABOOSE I said "greats". A "Parka" chant breaks out and Jamie looks disgusted. O'HARA Ya'll all wrong man. Parka ain't nothin' compared to me. Jamie climbs into the ring and pulls back the hood before removing his cap and taking off his hoodie as his music dies down. COLE If he lets these fans get to him he won't get very far tonight. "The Lightbringer" by Interfector begins as the stage is bathed in red light and the fans boo again as Belial walks out to the stage with Satan's Foot Soldiers following him. COACH These guys give me the jibblies. CABOOSE The what??? Belial mumbles incoherently to himself and to Asmodai and Mephisto as they walk to the ring. Some fans laugh, but most are a bit scared of the trio. COLE I think I'm starting to feel those jibby things too. COACH Jibblies. CABOOSE You two are going to be the death of me. COACH Didn't you already die once? Belial steps into the ring and Jamie looks at him wearily and decides to stay in his corner for the time being. BUFFER The next competitor, from Death Valley, California, weighing two hundred and thirty pounds, being accompanied by Satan's Foot Soldiers, he is....BELIAL!!!! CALIFORNIA LOVE!!!! YEAHHHHH!!!! "California Love" by Dr. Dre and Tupac begins and the fans cheer as the El Camino pulls out onto the stage as Parka holds his X-Title out the window and in the air for the fans to see. COLE Here comes the champion. Tonight he has his work cut out for him as he could very well lose his title without even being pinned. CABOOSE If O'Hara and Belial are smart they'll gang up on Parka, but I don't expect much smarts out of Belial. Parka and Eddy exit the car and walk to the ring, slapping hands with the fans on the way. Parka looks in the ring at his competitors and Jamie makes an "I want your belt" motion around his waist. BUFFER And now, from San Diego, California, being accompanied by Eddy Kalm, and weighing in at 245 pounds, he is the reigning X-Division Champion!! THE PARKA!!!!! Parka walks around the ring before getting in, so that he can take off his mask and hand his belt to the timekeeper without being attacked. Inside the ring Jamie walks over to Belial and says something to him. O'HARA Yo...yo homeboy! BELIAL I am not your homeboy!!! Satan is my Homeboy!! O'HARA Oh...snap. I ain't into that kind of stuff. Sacrificing goats and crap. But, we can gang up on Parka man and beat his ass!! Parka looks amused as Jamie isn't even hiding what he plans on doing. COACH You know O'Hara might want to discuss this a little more privately. COLE Then he should have done it backstage. Belial just stares at Jamie, so Jamie puts his hands up and backs away as Parka slides into the ring. Jamie then goes to Parka. O'HARA Yo Parka my man. Let's team up and beat on this Satanic Freak! Parka just stares at Jamie as if he has four heads before looking back and forth between his options. PARKA And why should I trust you? O'HARA Who you gonna trust dawg? The flyest SOB to ever grace the squared circle or some reject from the Marylin Manson fan club?? Parka thinks about it for a second, but he is cut short as Belial rushes in and goes for a Double Clothesline, but Parka and Jamie spring to life and both hit a Low Dropkick to Belial's knees that sends him crashing throat first across the second rope. *DING DING DING* COLE What a way to start this match off. CABOOSE So are they working together? COLE I guess so. COACH That won't last long. Jamie wastes no time in running up the back of Belial as he still lies across the second rope, leaping over the top rope, and crashing down on the back of Belial's head with a Legdrop! Belial's head snaps across the rope and he falls back to the mat where Parka picks him up by the head. Parka quickly continues the onslaught on the back of Belial's head with a vicious Half Nelson Suplex that folds Belial up upon impact! COLE What a vicious move! Parka could have broken Belial's neck! CABOOSE And you seem happy about this! Parka goes for a cover. 1 No!!! Jamie breaks up the count. COLE You won't get a pinfall that early in a triple threat match. Parka comes up angry as Jamie goads him to come on. Jamie runs at Parka who goes for a Hip Toss, but Jamie flips through it, lands, and whips Parka across the ring. Parka is sent right into Belial who nails him with a Clothesline. With Belial distracted Jamie runs in and hits a Spinning Heel Kick that knocks Belial back into the ropes. COLE It's hard to keep an eye on both men at one time as Belial and Parka just learned. COACH Yeah, but Jamie's doing pretty well. CABOOSE For now. Jamie then hits a running Clothesline that takes Belial over the top rope. He quickly follows this up by running back across the ring and then launching over the top rope with a No Touch Somersault Plancha as Belial stands up! COACH Jamie O'Hara has control of this match! CABOOSE The kid is quick. Parka sees the two of them standing so he takes off running and nails a Suicide Dive through the ropes, but Jamie moves so that only Belial takes the hit! COLE Smart move! Jamie moves in quick and pulls Parka off of the mat and whips him into the ring steps! Parka hits knees first and flips head over heels onto the other side. Then as Belial begins to stand Jamie breaks the count, and then climbs to the apron, does an Asai Moonsault into a Headscissors Takeover on Belial! COLE Wow!!! COACH You said it. CABOOSE Well since the two of you seem to be at a loss for words let me just say that Jamie O'Hara is taking Calvin's words to heart and is trying to impress the hell out of him. With both men lying on the ground Jamie enters the ring and gloats for a second to stop the ref's count. O'HARA I'm tha shit!! BOOOOO!!!! As Jamie is gloating Parka slides into the ring on the other side and rolls Jamie up. 1 2 No!! COLE Parka snuck in and went for a cover! CABOOSE Parka taking a low road? COLE No he was just taking advantage of an opportunity. COACH I think it was smart. CABOOSE Anything is smart compared to you. COACH Don't start with me this week Caboose!! Both men get up at the same time and a shoving match insues. O'HARA What's your malfunction!? Parka sees an opening, shoves Jamie hard back to the ropes just as Belial is on the apron and Belial nails him in the back of the head with a Forearm shot! Jamie comes right back to Parka who hooks him and hits a Snap Suplex before going for a cover. 1 2 No!! Belial breaks up the count. COLE This is a good strategy by Parka. Use your environment in your favor. He shoved O'Hara right into Belial's attack when O'Hara had no idea what was coming. CABOOSE Yeah, but going for a cover with Belial right there wasn't that smart. Parka tries to stand, but Belial tackles him to the groung and starts hitting him with lefts and rights. Parka starts firing back on Belial and he starts to pull away....just as Jamie bounces off the ropes for a Moonsault into a Reverse DDT! COLE Never ignore the third man in the match! CABOOSE Never ignore your opponent no matter what. Jamie goes for a cover, but Parka grabs him from behind and hits a Russian Leg Sweep before going to the second turnbuckle and nailing a Diving Elbow Drop. Parka goes for a cover. 1 2 No!! Jamie kicks out! COLE See what I told you. COACH Cole don't start getting smart with us. CABOOSE I'll refrain from the obvious joke. As Parka gets up Belial meets him with a hard forearm to the back. Then when Parka turns around he lifts him onto his shoulder and Hot Shots him across the top rope! Parka snaps back to the mat holding his throat and the Satan's Foot Soldiers look pleased on the outside. Belial goes for a cover. 1 2 No!!! Parka kicked out. COLE Everyone has had a chance to be in control of this match. CABOOSE Such is the nature of a triple threat match. Belial takes the breather to mutter to himself, thus confusing half the crowd, but a drunk man in the front row really seems to be feeling what Belial is saying and is moved to tears and muttering something about it "still being real to him dammit!". COLE That's...disturbing. Belial's muttering is cut short as Jamie uses Parka as a springboard and nails Belial with a Spinning Wheel Kick that knocks Belial over the top rope and to the floor! COACH Damn!!! Belial just took a nasty spill to the outside. COLE His brains must be scrambled. CABOOSE You and your scrambled brains again! Do you think Belial has brains?? Jamie then climbs to the top rope and measures Belial on the outside. COLE This is dangerous. COACH O'Hara's middle name is danger! Jamie sees Parka stand out the corner of his eye and dives off with a Somersault Seated Senton that takes Parka to the mat! 1 2 3!! No!! Parka kicks out!! COLE Both men are having trouble combating the speed of O'Hara! Jamie is quick to his feet as he sees Belial standing on the outside. So he runs up the ropes, steadies himself, and comes off with a Flying Hurricanrana to the outside!! As he takes Belial over Belial hits the ring steps backfirst and cries out in pain! COLE Oh my God! Belial could have broken his back!! COACH Jamie O'Hara is insane!! The fans chant "holy shit" at Jamie who turns to the crowd and says, "You like that shit?? None of you could do that!!" BOOOOOO!!! Jamie sees Parka coming and Parka goes to slingshot himself to the outside, so Jamie slides into the ring just as Parka goes over. Luckily Parka turns and lands on the apron just in time, but Jamie spears him to the gut, sending him crashing into the guardrail on the outside! COLE Parka landed hard on that guardrail! COACH He tried to turn so his bad back wouldn't hit and I think he managed to bruise his ribs. COLE I think you're right he's holding them in pain. CABOOSE I know how that feels and believe me it doesn't feel good. Parka slumps over in pain as Jamie goes to the outside. Parka turns towards the guardrail, trying to get a breather, but Jamie starts motioning that he's going to kick Parka in the back of the head! COLE No not the Curb Stomp into the guardrail! The ref exits the ring to warn Jamie and the fans boo and try to warn Parka as Jamie rears back his foot..... And Parka springs to life, he grabs Jamie's foot and Jamie hops around on one leg. Jamie goes for an Enziguri, but Parka ducks it and Jamie lands back on his free leg. Jamie then goes for a back kick, but Parka catches it as well and Jamie lands in front of him face down. Parka lifts him in the Wheelbarrow position and then nails a Wheelbarrow Suplex right on top of Belial! COLE A great move by Parka who was about to have his skull caved in on that guardrail! CABOOSE He has a hard head he would have been fine. Parka stays on the mat, holding his ribs in pain as the ref begs all three men to get back in the ring. Parka stands, pulls Jamie up with him, and slides him into the ring. The ref follows, but Belial stays on the outside trying to regroup. COACH Is the ref going to count Belial out? COLE I think he's giving him some leeway as he needs to focus on the two men in the ring right now. Both men inside the ring get to their feet and lock up. Parka goes for an armdrag, but Jamie cartwheels through it and runs back in for another lockup. Jamie then goes for a Hurricanrana, but Parka shoves him off and he backflips to the mat. Parka kicks Jamie in the gut before he can situate himself and then hits a Fisherman's Buster before going for a cover! 1 2 3!! No!!! Jamie kicks out!! COLE It's really come down to these two and O'Hara seems to know a counter for everything. COACH Except for that. Parka then signals for the end and goes for the Day of the Dead, but Jamie manages to break free, then roll forward and under Parka for a makeshift Sunset Flip. 1 2 3!! No! Parka kicks out!! COLE He knew a counter for that! Parka comes up slow because of his ribs, which gives Jamie the chance to get up first. Jamie catches Parka with a right hand to the face that spins Parka around and gives Jamie the chance to hit the Inverted Hurricanrana!! COLE Geez Louise!! Parka just landed right on his head! COACH Who is Louise? CABOOSE That girl over there in the second row Coach. She said she wants your body. COACH Really!? Where!? Jamie then climbs to the top rope and comes of with Da Bling Thing (Shooting Star Legdrop)! COLE He hit it! O'Hara could be the nex X-Division Champion!! 1 2 No!!! Belial pulls Jamie to the outside! COLE Jamie had this match won, but Belial just pulled him out of the ring! CABOOSE He's awake!! COLE I think he was waiting for his opportunity! Belial pulls Jamie up and drops him throat first across the guardrail before sliding into the ring and going for Parka. Belial signals for a piledriver and sets Parka up. COLE He's going for the Satanic Skull Crusher. COACH The what?? However, Parka manages to fight it and reverses it into a Back Body Drop! COLE Parka fought out!! The move took a lot out of Parka and he is slow in climbing the ropes. He gets to the top rope and steadies himself for the Death from Above (Shooting Star Double Stomp), but Jamie sees him and rushes to knock him off. Jamie reaches out....but it's too late as Parka hits the move! COLE Parka hit the Death from Above!! CABOOSE Yeah but Jamie O'Hara is right there! Parka knocks Jamie off the apron as he tries to enter and then quickly goes for the cover. 1 2 Jamie slides into the ring and.... 3!!! *DING DING DING* Jamie is just a second too late in breaking the count. BUFFER Here's your winner and still X-Division Champion....THE PARKA!!!!! Jamie slams his fists on the mat in anger as Parka collects his belt and exits the ring before any retaliation can happen. "California Love" begins to play as the fans stand and cheer when suddenly Satan's Foot Soldiers yank Belial out of the ring and start stomping the crap out of him on the outside. COLE What the hell??? CABOOSE He lost the match. COLE Yeah, but he didn't do that badly. He almost had his back broken on the outside! COACH I guess they see that as weakness. SFS continues the beatdown on Belial as both Jamie and Parka look confused. O'HARA Yo man that's whack!! Suddenly Calvin Szechstein appears on the Angletron. YEAHHHHHH!!!! CALVIN Jamie...I must admit man you impressed the hell out of me. And I'm not blind to the fact that you pretty much had that match won...no offense Parka. Parka just smirks and waits for whatever Calvin says next. CALVIN Therefore at Climax I'm giving you the rematch Jamie. You proved yourself to me and you got the PPV spot. At Climax it will be The Parka vs. Jamie O'Hara, one on one, for the X-Division Championship! YEAHHHHHHHH!!!! Parka nods in acceptance and looks at Jamie before pointing to his title and nodding again. Jamie looks pleased as he points to Parka's belt and says, "That's mine bitch!!!" COLE What a matchup that should be!! CABOOSE For once I agree with both you and Calvin. COLE We've got more for you tonight, so don't go anywhere. Commercial break The camera cuts to The Lightning Crew dressing room. The Lightning Crew are sitting down watching PRL talk to Cuban Wall. The crowd boos. Cuban Wall cracks his knuckles. “THE CORPORATE CHAMPION” THA PUERTO RICAN Okay Wall. In a few minutes, you’re going to be competing in the Latino Thug Street Fight, a match of MY creation, thank you very much. Now Wall, I know that you’ve never liked Colombian Heat. CUBAN WALL I’ve hated that jive-talking idiot since day one. PUERTO RICAN Right. So what I need you to do is use all that hatred you feel for Colombian Heat, and BASH HIS BRAINS IN. Bash them RIGHT THE HELL IN! I need you to hurt Colombian Heat. HURT HIM GOOD. Make sure that he isn’t 100% ready to go this Sunday at Climax. I want him to walk into the Six-Man Tag Team Match this Sunday with a body cast! Can you do that for me? Can you crush Colombian Heat? CUBAN WALL With gusto. PRL Good. Good. Now, go out there and win one for Tha Puerto Rican! Go out there and make your boss proud! Cuban Wall leaves. The Lightning Crew all wish him luck. PRL looks on with an evil smile on his face. COLE Colombian Heat vs. Cuban Wall next! (COMMERCIALS) A piano plays a melody, causing the crowd to cheer. The lights go down in the arena, turning back on in tune with the melody. *BOOM~!!!* Pyro explodes, leaving behind fire that burns on both sides of the entrance stage. “Gasolina (Remix)” by Daddy Yankee featuring Lil' Jon and Pitbull starts playing. The crowd cheers as the entrance doors slide open, and Colombian Heat comes out. Heat raises his hands, acknowledging the fans. He points to both sides of the entrance stage, and then walks down the ramp, slapping hands with the fans along the way. *DING DING DING* MICHAEL BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is the First Ever Latino Thug Street Fight scheduled for one fall with a thirty-minute time limit. Introducing first. Coming to the ring at this time. Originally from Bogotá, Colombia but now residing in Miami, Florida. COLOMBIAAANNNNNNNN HEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!! COLE We are now about to witness a match that was announced by Tha Puerto Rican last Friday on OAOAST.Com. A Latino Thug Street Fight. The first of its kind. The rules are that you come as you are, you must bring weapons, and falls count only in the ring. CABOOSE What a genius idea from Tha Puerto Rican, putting Colombian Heat in a match like this three days before their Six-Man Tag Team Match at Climax! PRL is a genius! Is he related to Lanny Poffo? Heat hops into the ring. Heat is wearing an orange bandana with the knot tied on the front, sunglasses, an earring on his left ear, a long platinum crucifix around his neck, a blue plaid collar shirt opened up to reveal a wifebeater, black baggy jeans, and black workman boots. Heat is also carrying a pimp cane, which he raises over his head to more cheers. Colombian Heat gets on the second turnbuckle and raises the pimp cane over his head. He does the “WESTSIIIIIIIDE” hand signal. Colombian Heat gets off the turnbuckle and grabs a microphone. He looks to the entrance as “Gasolina (Remix)” by Daddy Yankee featuring Lil' Jon and Pitbull dies down. COLOMBIAN HEAT Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo! The crowd cheers. COLOMBIAN HEAT If all of y’all are ready to see me make Cuban Wall feel the Heat, make some noise up in this BI-AAAATCH~!!! The crowd cheers. CABOOSE Go away. COLOMBIAN HEAT HA HA! Colombian Heat puts the microphone away and jumps up and down, staring at the entrance. The crowd buzzes, waiting for Cuban Wall to arrive. COLE This Sunday at Climax, we will see a match in which every competitor is, or at one time, was a member of The Lightning Crew. It’s going to be a Six-Man Tag Team Match. “The Corporate Champion” Tha Puerto Rican teams up with Cuban Wall and Mr. Boricua to take on Colombian Heat, Spanish Fly, and John “Rock Hard” Brickston. “LIGHTNING CREW!” The opening to “No Chance In Hell” starts up as the crowd stands up and boos. The AngleTron shows a picture of Cuban Wall posing infront of a Cuban flag and CUBAN WALL written on the right side of the screen in big blocky white letters. Lights flicker on and off in the entrance while smoke fills the entryway. The crescendo hits, and “No Chance In Hell” by Bradley Royds begins playing. *No Chance (No Chance) That’s what ya got! (Ha, Ha, Yeah) Put up against no machine too strong (Too strong) Pussy politicians buying souls for us are…PUPPETS! (Puppets!)* After a few seconds, the entrance doors slide open, and through the smoke comes Cuban Wall. But he is not alone. Not only has he brought with him a trash can, but he also brought with him Mr. Boricua, who has a beer keg, and “The Corporate Champion” Tha Puerto Rican, who has brought with him a kendo stick. Cuban Wall is in his regular wrestling attire because he lives, eats, and breathes wrestling, damnit! PRL has his custom made spinner 24/7 Championship belt strapped around his waist as he jaw jacks with Heat from the entrance stage. CABOOSE Look at this! Cuban Wall is going to stack the deck further against Heat! COLE Well, anything goes in this match, but this still doesn’t seem right! Cuban Wall looks at the crowd and then looks at Heat. Wall does the cutthroat sign, then walks down to the ring. BUFFER And his opponent. From Havana, Cuba. Weighing in at 285 lbs. He is the Muscle for The Lightning Crew. CUBAN WAAALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!! Referee Nick Soapdish gets out of the ring and walks over to Wall, PR, and Mr. Boricua. He tells them something, which pisses them off. COACH What did the referee tell them? COLE I don’t know. PRL and Mr. Boricua bitch and moan. Nick Soapdish goes back into the ring as “No Chance In Hell” continues playing. He tells Michael Buffer something. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, referee Nick Soapdish has informed me that The Lightning Crew AND Spanish Fly and John “Rock Hard” Brickston are to be BARRED from ringside for this match! COLE Hey! That sounds like a good idea! COACH I agree. It’s just gonna be Cuban Wall and Colombian Heat one-on-one! CABOOSE Oh well. Colombian Heat won’t be able to get help from Spanish Fly and John Brickston then! I hope Heat realizes that! HA HA HA HA! Cuban Wall yells “Damn!” But he turns back to PRL and Mr. Boricua and pounds fist with them. He grabs PRL’s kendo stick and throws it into the ring. He then grabs Mr. Boricua’s beer keg and throws it into the ring. He picks up his garbage can and enters the ring. Once he does, Colombian Heat strikes first, punching Cuban Wall in the back of the head. Referee Nick Soapdish calls for the bell as “No Chance In Hell” by Bradley Royds dies down. *DING DING DING* FIRST EVER LATINO THUG STREET FIGHT COLOMBIAN HEAT vs. CUBAN WALL Colombian Heat nails Cuban Wall with the CLUBBERIN’~! THEY BE CLUBBERIN’~! forearms in the back of the head. Heat kicks Wall in the gut several times. COLE This is Colombian Heat’s first match on HeldDOWN~! since May 20, 2004 when he teamed up with The Mad Cappa to take on Tha Puerto Rican and “Reckless” Drek Stone in a tag team match! COACH And he’s going up against a man who never liked him, Cuban Wall. COLE You’re right Coach. Cuban Wall HATES Colombian Heat. Always has, even when Heat was in The Lightning Crew. So he’ll finally be able to get his hands on him tonight in this Latino Thug Street Fight! Heat grabs Wall’s left arm, and tries to whip him into the opposite turnbuckle. However, Wall is too strong, so he holds on. After several times, Cuban Wall grabs Heat and throws him into the turnbuckle. Cuban Wall nails Colombian Heat with the soupbones all over his body. He then chokes Colombian Heat with his right boot. COLE Anything goes in this match, so Cuban Wall is allowed to choke Colombian Heat as much as likes to! Wall elbows Heat in the face. He does it again. And again. And again. Cuban Wall whips Colombian Heat into the opposite turnbuckle. CW follows by giving Colombian Heat an avalanche! COACH That squished Colombian Heat! COLE How is Colombian Heat going to survive the assault of the 6’7” 285 lb. Cuban Wall? CABOOSE He won’t. That’s why PRL picked him to soften him up before Sunday. Cuban Wall grabs the beer keg. He waits for Colombian Heat to get up. Once he does, Wall SLAMS the beer keg upside the head of Colombian Heat! The crowd groans! COLE Oh my! That beer keg must weigh in the excess of 8,000 pounds! CABOOSE ……… Cuban Wall does a legdrop on Colombian Heat. He then stomps CH all over his body. PRL and Mr. Boricua cheer Wall on in the entryway. COLE And I bet Tha Puerto Rican loves every minute of this! CABOOSE You’re damn right he does! He could stand there all night and watch Cuban Wall beat Colombian Heat. Cuban Wall takes off Heat’s bandana and chokes him with it. Wall taunts Heat while choking him. CUBAN WALL Say goodnight, Heat! Wall stops choking Heat to pose. The crowd boos loudly. A “P.R. SUCKS!” chant starts up. PRL sneers at the crowd. Wall grabs the garbage can and slams it over the back of Colombian Heat. He does it again! And a third time! Wall throws the garbage can aside, and picks up Heat. He whips Colombian Heat into the ropes, and follows with a side suplex! He covers Heat. 1… 2… HEAT KICKS OUT! Cuban Wall gets up and stomps on Colombian Heat. CABOOSE With the beating Colombian Heat is taking, who knows if he’ll be 100% come Climax? COLE That’s what PRL wants, I’m sure. CW picks up Colombian Heat. Heat punches him in the stomach. The punch doesn’t faze Wall, so Heat punches him in the stomach again. He continues punching him in the stomach as the crowd starts cheering. Heat crawls over to the kendo stick. When Cuban Wall goes to pick him up, Heat jams the end of the stick into Wall’s stomach! That causes Cuban Wall to bend down. Colombian Heat then hits Cuban Wall in the jaw with the top of the kendo stick. Wall walks around the ring holding his jaw. CH uses the ring ropes to get up. Colombian Heat grabs the kendo stick and slams it across Cuban Wall’s stomach! He does it a second time! The crowd groans! Heat slams the kendo stick over Wall’s back! Wall doesn’t go down! Heat repeatedly smashes the back of Cuban Wall with the kendo stick until it breaks into pieces. Finally, Cuban Wall goes down! Colombian Heat stops to pose. COLE Colombian Heat is now making the comeback in this match-up! CH kicks CW while he’s down. Heat gets on the top rope. He waits for Cuban Wall to get up. Wall gets up, and when he turns around, Colombian Heat leaps off the top rope with a flying crossbody! Wall goes down! Colombian Heat then bounces off the ropes, and does the Rolling Thunder onto Cuban Wall! He gets up and poses to cheers. COLE Colombian Heat just gave Cuban Wall his version of the Rolling Thunder. He calls that “Where The Hood At?” CABOOSE What a stupid name. Heat hypes the crowd up. Cuban Wall gets up, so Colombian Heat gives him a clothesline back down. Wall gets up again, so Heat rushes forward with another clothesline! Wall gets up again. Heat gives him another clothesline! Cuban Wall gets up a fourth time, so Colombian Heat bounces off the ropes. Wall goes for a clothesline, but Heat ducks it, and leaps up, grabbing Wall in a sleeperhold. He then brings Cuban Wall back down with a sleeperhold slam! COLE The Gangsta Slam connects on Cuban Wall! Heat smiles at the crowd, which causes them to cheer. Heat glares angrily at Tha Puerto Rican, who is giving him the McMahon SNEER~! Heat picks up Cuban Wall and punches him in the face several times. Cuban Wall becomes dazed and confused. CH bounces off the ropes…but gets hit in the back with a hammer from Mr. Boricua! COLE Where the hell did he get that from? CABOOSE I don’t know. But I’m glad he did. PRL high fives Mr. Boricua, who puts the hammer back into his left pants pocket. The crowd boos loudly as Colombian Heat falls to the mat. Cuban Wall smirks as he walks over to Heat. “P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS!” Cuban Wall picks up Colombian Heat and punches him in the face. The punch sends Heat across the ring. Wall grabs Heat by the throat. The crowd starts buzzing. COLE Uh-oh. Heat could be in trouble. Cuban Wall lifts Heat in the air with his right hand, and then brings him back down to earth with the Chokeslam! PR and Mr. Boricua cheer. COLE This can’t be good for Heat. CABOOSE It’s over. Book it, Dan-o. It’s done. Cuban Wall covers Heat. 1… 2… 3-KICK OUT!!! COLE Colombian Heat just kicked out of the Chokeslam in the nick of time! COACH He almost lost the Latino Thug Street Fight right there! PRL and Boricua are pissed. So is Cuban Wall, who covers Heat again, but gets another two count. Cuban Wall chokes Heat on the mat. Wall picks up Colombian Heat by his platinum crucifix and punches him back down. He picks up Heat again by his platinum crucifix and punches him back down again. Cuban Wall picks up Heat by his platinum crucifix again and throws him onto a turnbuckle, breaking the platinum crucifix! COACH That platinum chain must have cost about $10,000! And Cuban Wall just broke it! COLE That was some good bling-bling too. CABOOSE ………… CW punches Heat in the face, and then sits him on the top turnbuckle. Cuban Wall punches the groggy Heat in the face. He gets on the second turnbuckle. But Colombian Heat kicks him in the face! Wall punches Heat in the face again, and then gets on the second turnbuckle. He puts Heat in a facelock, and then puts Heat’s left arm over his head. COLE He could be going for a superplex! Cuban Wall grabs Heat’s black baggy jeans. But Heat escapes and shoves Cuban Wall off the second turnbuckle and onto the mat! COACH The big man goes down! Colombian Heat stands up on the top rope. The crowd starts cheering. Heat looks at the crowd, and then looks at Wall. COLE Colombian Heat is planning something big here! Colombian Heat leaps off the top rope with the Lo’ Down Frog Splash onto Cuban Wall! COLE The Fatal Mistake! CABOOSE And Colombian Heat adds to the list of stupid move names with THAT! Colombian Heat covers Cuban Wall. ONE! TWO! THREE-TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! CABOOSE Phew! COLE Colombian Heat almost had the win right there! CABOOSE Yeah, but almost doesn’t count! Only in horseshoes it does. “LET’S GO HEAT! LET’S GO HEAT! LET’S GO HEAT! LET’S GO HEAT!” Colombian Heat is disappointed, but he still continues the match. He picks up Cuban Wall and punches him in the face several times. He then bounces off the ropes. Cuban Wall goes for a clothesline. It misses, and Heat bounces off the ropes with an A.J. Styles like dropkick to the face! He then does an Asai Moonsault onto Cuban Wall! COLE And now Colombian Heat hits Wall with the WESTSIIIIIIIDE Moonsault! He gets a two count. Cuban Wall gets up. Colombian Heat slugs it out with him again. Pimp Juice (Flatliner)! The camera cuts to the backstage area where Spanish Fly and John “Rock Hard” Brickston are watching the match. COLE There are Spanish Fly and John Brickston; Colombian Heat’s partners in the Six-Man Tag Team Match this Sunday at Climax! They’re barred from ringside also! CABOOSE And that was the right call also. Colombian Heat hypes the crowd up some more. Suddenly, Mr. Boricua gets on the ring apron. Referee Nick Soapdish argues with Mr. Boricua. While this is going on, Tha Puerto Rican enters the ring, causing the crowd to boo. PRL unstraps his spinner 24/7 Title belt and waits for Colombian Heat to turn around. ::BELTSHOT:: to Colombian Heat! COLE Now that’s not fair! PRL and Mr. Boricua were barred from ringside, and this STILL happened! CABOOSE Didn’t you say anything goes in a Latino Thug Street Fight? Well anything did just go. COLE Now Cuban Wall is making the cover! Come on now! 1… 2… 3!!! COLOMBIAN HEAT PUTS HIS RIGHT SHOULDER UP!!! CABOOSE No! No! Damnit! Damnit! COACH Colombian Heat hasn’t been beaten yet! Not by a long shot! CABOOSE Oh shut up you. PRL is shocked. So are Mr. Boricua and Cuban Wall. Cuban Wall asks what he should do now. PRL says, “I don’t know. Kick his ass!” CW picks up the tired Heat. Cuban Wall lifts Heat up into a fallaway slam position. He rushes with Heat in his hands over to a turnbuckle, and slams Heat’s back against the turnbuckle. Wall then runs over to a second turnbuckle, and slams Heat’s back against it. Heat runs over to a third turnbuckle, and slams Heat’s back against it. Wall then runs over to a fourth turnbuckle, and slams Heat’s back against it. He finishes with a powerslam. 1…2…KICKOUT! Cuban Wall picks up Colombian Heat and gives him a shoulderbreaker. He covers Heat again. 1… 2… KICK OUT!!! Cuban Wall stands up over Colombian Heat and slaps him upside the head. He yells, “You’re going down boy.” He kicks him in the back of the head, and then poses. The crowd boos. He points to PRL and Mr. Boricua, who cheer him on. Cuban Wall gives the cutthroat sign. COLE Cuban Wall is going for the finish. This could be the end. CABOOSE It IS going to be the end. This match is going to be over. The fat lady has left the building! HA! HA! HA! HA! HA! CW picks up CH. While CW picks up CH, CH grabs his pimp cane. Heat hides the cane behind him as Cuban Wall gives him an Irish whip into the ropes. Cuban Wall goes for the Big Boot! Colombian Heat DUCKS the Big Boot, and hits Cuban Wall over the head with the pimp cane breaking it in half! COLE Whoa! That pimp cane just split in half! Cuban Wall is dazed, but he doesn’t fall. So, Colombian Heat turns Cuban Wall around, grabs him, and LIFTS HIM UP! The crowd cheers loudly! COACH YO~! COLE The 6’0” Colombian Heat has just lifted into the air the 6’7” Cuban Wall! COACH Is he going to do it? Is he going to give him the Colombian Necktie? Colombian Heat smiles at the crowd…and then gives Cuban Wall the Colombian Necktie! COACH He got him! COLE The Colombian Necktie! Cuban Wall has just been given the Colombian Necktie! Colombian Heat covers Cuban Wall. Referee Nick Soapdish counts. 1… 2… 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *DING DING DING* (7:05) BUFFER Here is your winner…COLOMBIAN HEEEEEAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!! “Gasolina (Remix)” by Daddy Yankee featuring Lil’ Jon and Pitbull starts up again. Colombian Heat gets his hands raised by Nick Soapdish. Heat stands up and holds his back, but still raises his hands to the crowd’s cheers. PRL and Mr. Boricua throw temper tantrums on the outside. COLE Colombian Heat has pulled off, what you can called, an upset here tonight! COACH He just did a Colombian Necktie on Cuban Wall! I can’t believe he did that! CABOOSE Oh that was just luck. Colombian Heat was lucky tonight. But trust me, he won’t be so lucky this Sunday at Climax in that Six-Man Tag Team Match! He won’t. He won’t. Heat plays to the crowd as Cuban Wall is still knocked out from the Colombian Necktie. COLE Let’s take a look at the replay. The OAOAST HeldDOWN~! logo flashes across the screen. The replay of the ending of the First Ever Latino Thug Street Fight is shown. COLE Cuban Wall thought he had the match won. He picked up Colombian Heat, but what he didn’t know was that Colombian Heat had grabbed his pimp cane as he was getting up. Wall went for the big boot, but Heat used his quick reflex to duck the move and hit him over the head with the pimp cane. Then Colombian Heat surprised us all, by doing the impossible and lifting Cuban Wall up in the air to give him the Colombian Necktie and win the First Ever Latino Thug Street Fight! The OAOAST HeldDOWN~! logo flashes across the screen again. Cuban Wall is just now coming to. Colombian Heat gets on the turnbuckle and raises his arms in the air as “Gasolina (Remix)” continues playing. Heat continues holding his back as he gets off the turnbuckle and exits the ring. PRL and Mr. Boricua stare at him IN ANGER~! PRL curses at Colombian Heat as he walks up the entrance ramp. Colombian Heat laughs off the curses and flips off PRL. PRL has Mr. Boricua hold him back, as he threatens Heat. COLE Will this be the same result this Sunday at Climax? Will Colombian Heat, John “Rock Hard” Brickston, and Spanish Fly be able to pull off the victory against Tha Puerto Rican, Cuban Wall, and Mr. Boricua? "The Lightning Crew Explodes!" this Sunday at Climax! Order now! Colombian Heat raises his hands in the air on the entrance stage. He then leaves as “Gasolina (Remix)” by Daddy Yankee featuring Lil’ Jon and Pitbull continues playing. (FADE OUT) (COMMERCIALS) Edited December 17, 2005 by Tony149 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
KingPK 0 Report post Posted December 16, 2005 (edited) As we return to the arena, Tony Schiavone stands in the center of the ring with a microphone in his right hand. SCHIAVONE Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome..the HEAVENLY RRRRROCKERSSSSS! "YEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" The fans go BONKERS for the greatest rock 'n' wrestling band of all-time, who pose atop the stage as "G's & Soliders" plays in the background. So rabid are the fans that, as the Heavenly Rockers slap the outstretched hands of those lined up behind the guardrails on their way to the ring, Carl Winslow saves Synth from being sucked into the crowd by females admirers tugging on the Synthmeister's leather jacket. Synth takes it all in stride, a big on his face. COLE Well, Synth is single and looking. CABOOSE For a one night party. COACH That's exactly how I was received when I arrived at the airport. The Coach was mobbed by French chicks. CABOOSE Is that a good thing or a bad thing? COACH That's what I've been trying to figure out since I got here. Synth puts a on Tony Schiavone's face when he puts his sunglasses on him. The Heavenly Rockers each drape an arm over Tony's shoulders as they face the hard camera. SCHIAVONE Gentlemen, coming up this Sunday night live on pay-per-view is perhaps you're toughest challenge to date, as you square off against the South Central Militia. Last week they promised to send you a message. And boy, did they send you a message. Your thoughts heading into Sunday. LOGAN The only thought running through my head, Tony Schiavone, is CARNAGE! Pain and suffering for the men who jumped us in the cage and had their valet--no, bitch!--injure my girl Holly-Wood. The South Central Militia pride themselves on blood, guts, violence and intimidation. They tried to intimidate me and Synth when they jumped us in the cage last summer. It didn't work! They tried intimidating us again last week, dressing the All-American Boys up like us and giving them Percussion. Yeah, we got their message...and we returned it to sender. We aren't intimidated. We aren't shaking in our boots. As a matter of fact, we even more fired up than before. That's right. You see, we told you we came back with two objectives -- to become the OAOAST World Tag Team Champions and revenge. Revenge for Holly-Wood. A man once said "an eye for an eye will make us all blind." I say, what do you think seeing eye dogs are for, man?! Our match Sunday night is much bigger than any ramifications on the World Tag Team Title picture. It's personal. The Heavenly Rockers revenge tour begins Sunday night in Seattle with the South Central Militia, and ends with the New New Midnight Express. If you got a problem with that? Deal with it! SYNTH Ain't no Boogeyman needed to tell you we're comin' to get ya. Ah hope you two jolly ranchers got good health insurance; I know I plan on going to confessional this week, because I'm gonna be committing all kinds of sins Sunday night along with Lo. LOGAN The hell with Sunday night. Let's do it RIGHT NOW! "YEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHH!" LOGAN Last week we told them we'd be in town to meet 'em face-to-face, man-to-man. Here we are. Where are they? Where they at?! Logan RIPS the micropohone out of Tony's hands and runs to the corner, leaping onto the middle turnbuckle and pointing to the entranceway. LOGAN Whaddya waitin' for? A stay of execution? There aren't any celebrities here to plead for your life. Like sands through an hourglass, so are the days of your lives! You sealed your fate months ago. Come out and get your asses kicked! COACH Logan's snapped. Snapped! LOGAN (CONT'D) Come on, you p-- "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Logan is interrupted by Jim Cornette and Shyanne. The Heavenly Rockers are none to pleased to see Shyanne caricaturing Holly-Wood by twirling her hair with her fingers, chewing gum, and acting as if she is perpeturally bored while dressed up the way Holly was in her famous poster (see specs thread) -- loose white tank top, blue jeans, and bandana wrapped around her forehead. COLE Cornette has a lot of nerve coming out here. I wonder what he's doing with Shyanne, though. Is he using her as his protector? COACH James E. has balls. Big balls to be entering the same ring as Logan in his current state. I wouldn't want to be near that loose cannon. Shyanne's smokin' hot, that's for sure. Much sexier than Holly-Wood. That girl could use a few burgers. Schiavone approaches the two. CORNETTE You can quote all the soap operas you want, and I'm sure you can since you had all that time to watch every daytime soap with your two-timing girlfriend as you both recovered from one of the many beatings you've received in recent months. "OOOOOOOOOOOOOH!" Logan does his best to remain cool, with help from Synth, who holds onto his left arm. CORNETTE (CONT'D) But they say communication is key to a sucessful relationship. So, in that respect, we did you a favor. SCHIAVONE Come on, Cornette. There's no need to go there. CORNETTE I'll go anywhere I want, and I just did. You wanna compare Marcellus and Vincent to a convicted murder? Well, let me tell you something, brother, there won't be any Governator to save you from the beating you're gonna receive courtesy of the South Central Militia Sunday night, just like there isn't going to be anybody to save The Usual Suspects' tag team titles when my Midnight Express defeat them to become the first 3-time World tag team champions in OAOAST history. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" CORNETTE Heh. Sunday night is gonna be a big night for Jim Cornette Enterprises. I'd invite you to the post-show victory celebration but I gotta feeling your gonna be in a bad mood -- and I hear your a couple of nasty drunks. But that's hearsay. Something that isn't hearsay is your fear of the South Central Militia. COLE What?! CORNETTE (CONT'D) You may be able to fool the morons in the crowd...(boo)...but you can't fool me. Heh. Oh, I see it in your eyes. You wanna talk about carnage, let's talk about what the South Central Militia did last week; how they destroyed the All-American Boys, one of the best tag teams competing internationally with great ease. I gotta give you credit, though. It takes a lot of talent to carry on with that charade, much like the Michael Jackson/Lisa Maria Presley marriage back in the day. Especially when you found out Marcellus and Vincent wouldn't be here-- SCHIAVONE What do you mean, they're not here? I know for a fact they were one of the many talent issued plane tickets for Paris. I see Shyanne here. What's going on, Cornette? CORNETTE Not that it's any of your business, Schiavone, but I had the J.C.E. corporate jet fly Marcellus and Vincent to Seattle so they can prepare for their match Sunday night, while these two idiots will have to take a long plane ride back to the States. As for Shyanne...well, the Handsome Hustler likes having her around. And let me tell you, Logan, you punk, Shyanne is more woman than Krista Isadora Duncan and Holly-Wood combine. (tapping tennis racket against Logan's chest) She's younger, sexier, smarter... Logan grabs the racket and throws it down at Cornette's feet. LOGAN I hate to tell you, I'm not as stupid as you think. I know you think my past partying has killed a few braincells, and they probably have, but I see what you're trying to do. You're trying to provoke me, see if you can get under my skin longer enough where I might decided to shove that racket up your ass and get myself suspended for attacking a non-wrestler. I also know the OAOAST wants us to cut back on airing the company's dirty laundry out in the public, but, well... Mr. GM, I'm sorry, I just gotta do this. Hey, Jim, why don't you tell the people a story? You know, that one you told the judge? COACH Judge? CORNETTE (nervous chuckling) I--I don't know what you're talking about. LOGAN (squeezing Corny's left facial cheek) Of course you do, Jimmy. You tried to get a restraining order against me. You had your attorneys working around the clock to find some way to silence me, saying I was a threat to Ned. I am a threat to Ned, but I made it clear I wouldn't go after him...unless he or anyone of you tried something on me first. Then I'd be well within my right to defend myself, of course. So who's really afraid of who, huh? The fans RISE and turn their attention to the right of the screen. CORNETTE (stammering) I... I guess we'll...we'll... just have to wait and see about--about that. And with that, the SOUTH CENTRAL MILITIA appear from the crowd and try ambushing the Heavenly Rockers, but Synth and Logan see them entering via the bottom rope. The Heavenly Rockers and South Central Militia send the fans into a frenzy as they exchange fire in the center of the ring. Very evenly matched. That all changes when Jim Cornette WHALLOPS Synth from behind with the TENNIS RACKET. COLE Damn him! It was a set-up. The Pillsbury Doughboy's missing brother fooled us all. He said the South Central Militia were on a private plane to Seattle to prepare for their match Sunday night against the Heavenly Rockers. It was a lie. All a lie. COACH The Heavenly Rockers fell for the oldest trick in the book. They're not talking so tough now. Marcellus drops to his knees, being pumpeled in the back with clubbering forearm shots from Logan, so that Vincent has a clear shot to level Mann with a clothesline. The crowd is disgusted by the actions of the 4, some going as far as to throw plastic bottles into the ring, which Moe uses to bash Synth over the head with. While the SCM and Shyanne put the boots to the Heavenly Rockers, Jim Cornette removes his BELT and hands it to Moe. Vincent does the same and the SCM proceed to rip the hide off the backs of the Heavenly Rockers, WHIPPING them with the belts. COLE Just like last week. Marcellus and Vincent whipping the Heavenly Rockers like--like... CABOOSE Goverment mules? COLE (CONT'D) ...a red-headed bastard stepchild. OAOAST officials and agents storm past Tony Schiavone, who bailed outside after the SCM entered the ring, and try making their way into the ring, but Cornette and Shyanne do their best to hold off the officials to allow the SCM to get in a few more lashes. When the officials are unable to gain control, teams such as Los Diablos de Fuego and the All-American Boys come to their and the Heavenly Rockers' aid, causing the SCM to exit at their own free will before everybody hits the ring. COLE Look at the carnage the South Central Militia left behind. That's what Synth and Logan have to deal with at Climax. And after tonight, I don't know if they can. We fade away to commerical with a shot of Logan stuggling to pull himself up, bloody welts on his back. NRG[/b] Having fun playing beach volleyball on a bright sunny day with bikini-clad beauties is JESSE "THE BODY" VENTURA, sporting an NRG bandana, OAOAST tie-dye tank top, and orange shorts. VENTURA Here are testimonals about NRG, the fastest selling supplement and nutritional drink in the world! CUT TO: In # 72 jersey, former Chicago Bear WILLIAM "THE REFRIGRATOR" PERRY, who isn't exactly a poster child for weight loss. On-screen graphic reads: William "The Refrigrator" Perry Pro Football Great William points meancingly to the camera, snarling. THE FRIDGE There's two things I've loved all my life: food and football. Once my playing career was over I knew I had to drop some pounds to stay healthy. I tried everything except gastric-bypass. It wasn't until I discovered NRG that I was able to control my cravings and still enjoy great food, while giving me the extra energy I need to continue doing the things I love. A clip of the Frig sitting on his couch channel-surfing with a bucket of buffalo wings next to him is inserted. THE FRIDGE And if it weren't for NRG, I would have stuffed my face with so many hotdogs and crushed that Japanese chump and brought the Foot-Eating Title back home. Thanks NRG. GRRRRRRRRRRRR! CUT TO: PARIS HILTON and her pet of the week dancing on top of a table at a nightclub. She stops to look into the camera. On-screen graphic: Paris Hilton Socialite/Reality TV Star/Actress/Singer/Dumb Blonde PARIS NRG gives me the energy to live life to the fullest. That's hot. * blows kiss * (looks off-camera) Do I get paid now? DIRECTOR (Off-Screen) You sure do, honey. Here you go. The "Handsome Hustler" NED BLANCHARD walks in. PARIS You're hot. NED I know. CUT TO: JASON GIAMBI in an empty ballpark hitting homerun after homerun. The camera zooms up behind him, he looks over his shoulders and directly into the camera. Jason Giambi New York Yankees 1st Baseman/DH GIAMBI Steroids? No. NRG. He turns back to the mound and slugs another homerun off the automatic pitching machine. VENTURA (Voice-Over) NRG, the fastest selling supplement and nutritional drink in the world! Now available at GNC or your local drugstore. CUT TO: Jesse with Jivin' J.R. on the boardwalk. J.R. I've lost 5 pounds of not only my weight but my, BAH GAWD, intestines as well. I've even dropped 3 bra sizes. J.R. rips open his black longsleeve shirt to reveal a tight bra underneath. J.R. Thank you, NRG! NRG! NR--! * BOOM * Philadelphia Flyers center Peter Forsberg (roller)skates into view and body checks J.R. FORESBERG NRG! William "The Refrigrator" Perry falls on top of J.R. from out of nowhere. THE FRIG GET NRG-GIZED!! CLIMAX Sunday, December 18th LIVE! ONLY ON PAY-PER-VIEW! COACH Energy drinks. The Coach doesn't need crap in a can to be up all night long, if you know what I mean. CABOOSE Nah, it must be the prank phone calls I make to your room every night where I just whisper "I'm gonna kill you the next time you act like an ass." COACH Ah, I get those seven times a night, and not all of them are from you. That doesn't bother me. Cole Riiiiiight. Anyway. Over the past few weeks, the intensity of the world title hunt has picked up, with Stephen Joseph facing challenges from all comers. Coach That's right! And do you know what his record is? Since beating Peter Knight at World Without End, Stephen Joseph has defended his title 49 times! Since returning to the ring, he has yet to be pinned. That sir, is called riding a hot streak. Cole I sat down with Stephen Joseph this past Tuesday at OAOAST Corporate Headquarters. Here are his thoughts on the OAOAST, his friendship with Tha Puerto Rican Ed Wood Caufield, and on his many challengers. Caboose I'm gonna barf. ----Roll Tape---- ::Seated comfortably in a high back black leather executive chair, a fireplace in the background, Michael Cole adjusts a microphone on the desk in front of him. Across the desk, seated on a leather sofa and sipping a white chocolate cappucino from Starbucks, sits Stephen Joseph, OAOAST World Champion. Stephen looks comfortable in his polo shirt and slacks, and his title belt hangs on a hanger on the wall. Photos and highlights of his career and the OAOAST adorn the audience. Michael Cole Stephen, thanks for taking the time for this sit down interview. Nice office. Stephen Joseph Well, Corporate still treats me well for what work I do for them off camera. Off camera I'm a much more agreeable fellow. Michael Cole Tell the fans at home what your role is now in OAOAST Corporate. Stephen Joseph Well, you know, not much now. When I won the title at World Without End, Calvin approached me the next morning and asked if I'd go on a leave of absence on my corporate duties until a point at which my title reign ends. That's fair, reasonable even, because you know, I do alot of booking, and a lot of working with the new talent here, and unlike other champions, not to drop names, but you know, double J or Triple H guys, the champion doesn't need to be booking himself. Besides, I think we'd both agree (chuckle) that I have a little ego problem, so you know, it's probably for the best. Mostly now I help out with PPV production and post-show DVD production. You might have noticed that Tony Brannigan and I co-host quite a few specials that have gone out to the stores recently. You know, while Tony and I are having problems in the ring, he's a great color guy. Doing the DVD commentary is very exciting, and very interesting, because I get to watch alot of matches. Michael Cole What does being OAOAST World HeavyWeight Champion mean to you? Tell us about World Without End. Stephen Joseph What does being the Champ mean to me? Everything Michael. Since April of 2002, I laboured long and hard to be OAOAST World Champion. I felt that each time I got close, politics, troublemakers, would cast me a black eye and prevent me from getting that which I deserved. It is quite ironic that one of those people who helped put me on sabattical, almost retirement, early this year, gave me the opportunity to be World Champion when he took his ball and went crying home to mommy. This ain't kayfabe Cole, I have No respect for Hoff. Michael Cole Zack Malibu? Stephen Joseph Jeff Jarrett. Who? Complete and utter hypocrite. We used to be friends, now, who the hell cares. His time's nearly up anyways. Next question. Michael Cole Okay, World Without End. You eliminated Tony Brannigan and Peter Knight. Stephen Joseph Oh. Yeah. Well, when you go into a title match, there's one objective. Win, at all costs. So, Tony left me an opening, I took it. Breaking up Black T, well, I had talked to Peter about that before the match. We both knew that if either of us was eliminated first, we'd be harming our chances. So, we kind of knew that going in, we'd trying to take out one member of Black T, and then all would be fair game. Now, Peter just couldn't get the job done. And you know something Cole, he can't. He doesn't have the drive, the heart anymore, he's too busy being tortured and consumed by ruminating on his failure. Michael Cole What about Axel? Stephen Joseph You mean shit for brains? Cole, Axel took his ball and went crying home to mommy too. Now he thinks that he can pick me off, that I'm a weak champion? I'm 49 and OH so far. I have more Title defense wins in my reign than in the last 4 champion's reigns COMBINED. Chew on that one for a bit. He wants to say that I'm undeserving. He doesn't respect me. Well, Axel, I don't respect whiners, and this, well this would be respect recognizing respect, except, you ain't Tha Puerto Rican. Axel just needs to piss off. I'll give him a title shot after I beat Peter Knight this Sunday. And after I beat Axel, he can go back to Japan and love me long time. Michael Cole Are you and Tha Puerto Rican back to being on the same page Stephen Joseph What you saw leading up to our PPV match was just competition bringing out our aggression. Ed and I are 100% supporting each other in our goals. If it ever comes again that we have a big match, we will tear the house down, and you know, may the best man win. But outside of that, you're going to see alot of Ed and I helping each other out. That's what friends do Michael Cole Michael Cole Any thoughts on your legacy? Stephen Joseph When fans look back at 2005, they will know that I, Stephen Joseph, restored some luster to World Title Lineage that had been sorely lacking this year. When the fans look back at my time here, they'll know that in 2005, I got what was coming to me. I look forward to being the champ in 2006, and woe be to the man that defeats me. Because that Michael Cole, will take an injustive of massive proportions. I will NOT lose this title while I am breathing. Period. Michael Cole Thank you for your time ----End Tape---- (Back to SC) COACH Play it again! Play it again! I could watch that all day. CABOOSE Need a tissue there, Jonathan? I HOPE that was water that you just spilled on my foot. COACH ...... COLE I really need to convince Tazz to join me over here. (We're backstage with the Global Party Xchange. The Boys are representing where they come from, Scotty in an oversized Steve Yzerman Red Wings hockey jersey, and Jax in a Michael Vick Atlanta Falcons jersey. Each man wears gaudy golden dollar symbol pendants around their necks.) TONY SCHIAVONE Folks, Tony Schiavone here with the one and only Global Party Xchange. Gentlemen, as we head into Climax, another OAOAST pay-per-view extravaganza, I want to get your thoughts on your opponents, Chicks Over Dicks. Let's start with Krista Isadora Duncan. She's a lot like a bull in a china shop. Very confrontational woman. Krista constantly makes it a point to tell people that she's better then your fellow wrestlers. What do you say about that? JOHNNY Prove it, twisted sister. Drop the Suzanne Summers from hell gimmick, put down your Danielle Steel novel, and prove it. 'Cause spitting it, and showing it are two different thangs, man. Who's she ever beat that's worth a damn, man? Who, man? Ain't no rhetorical question, man. You can answer, man. TONY She beat you at Anglemania. JOHNNY That never happened. Your memory be faulty. Happens when you gets old. Scotty, no offense, dawg, lost that match. And he got pinned by Alix. There goes that, chump. TONY She's pinned Zack Malibu. Twice. JOHNNY What woman hasn't? He let them. Candie wasn't giving him what he wanted in bed, so he had to let a few bitches lie on top of him for three seconds of dry humping to get off. Besides he's lost a step in the past year. Two steps. Twenty steps! He needs to get the steppin, because his ass ain't wanted around here. There goes that, chump. TONY She just pinned your fellow Upstart Christian Wright. Clean and in the center of the ring at that. SCOTTY Old man river, your job ain't hard. All you gotta do is ask us a softball question and let us knock 'em out of the park. Why you antagonizing? That ain't your job. Ask a question, let me answer. Don't push no buttons, I'm not a remote. Don't push no buttons. JOHNNY Tony, Krista makes more money then any one here. And she don't even do half the work. Where's her pay per view mainevents? Where's her world titles? Where's her sold out arenas? Must be hidden behind the seven figures on her pay check 'cause I don't see them anywhere. TONY To be fair, you've never won a world title and I don't remember you maineventing any pay per view of note. SCOTTY To be fair, he's not getting paid more then what some countries are worth like she is. Most kids get a Barbie Doll, or a My Little Pony for they birthday. Krista can buy her kid Swaziland, or Jordan, or Syria. I can't even afford an Atlas with Syria in it. Mine goes up to Canada and it ain't even got anything west of Manitoba in it. My world ends at Winnipeg. When we went to Vancouver for a show, I was like what the hell, nigga, aliens! You tell me if that's fair? She works four months. That's like...I ain't good at math, but that's a lot of money per month. She hardly wrestles either. She just talks, talks, talks. Then she gets in the ring and Alix does the work. She comes in for five minutes, throws a clothesline, throws another clothesline, does a sloppy hurricarana, does her dumb finisher, then it's over. If I told you how much she made for that, you'd have a heart attack. You'd die, and I don't need that on my karma. I try and tell these dudes I wanna fly first class. I'm not even flying coach. I'm not flying period. They got chickens, cows, and roosters on planes. They don't have Scotty Static. We can fly Foghorn Leghorn but we can't fly Scotty Static. I have to hitch hike from show to show. You don't wanna know some of things I've had to do for lonely truckers to get down to the shows. I say, OAOAST brass I wanna fly first class, like a real star. They say they ain't got the money. Why's that? Because Krista's got they money. I saw that bitch's home on Cribs. She got two pools. Two. And she lives on the beach. That's an ocean. I ain't even get running water. I gotta wait until they turn the sprinklers on at a golf course, then I run through it to take a shower, and got the old man in the cart selling drinks coming after me. It ain't like she needs the money. She was already rich before she got here! I'm broke. I gotta put weed on layaway. It's shameful. It doesn't make sense. Here I am making changes to the OAOAST, taking it to the next level, and I'm getting paid in peanuts. Literally. They tossed me a bag of nuts from Southwest Airlines. I'm like, what the hell is this? They said it's a Christmas bonus. What the fuck? Get your ass on outta here. TONY Some jealously? SCOTTY Hell yeah, I'm jealous! She doesn't do anything. Anything. Then she and Alix come back and everyone's like welcome back, welcome back! They weren't welcome in the first place, I ain't welcoming them back. I have to work my ass off day and day out just to try and get noticed around here. Two months in and you're all head over heels in love with them again. And she complains that no one likes her. My own mama like her better then me. TONY What about Alix? SCOTTY Alix? I saw her last week getting all hot and bothered over me, trying to go down to Big City Scotty Static. She's mad now, but she'll go to the mall and she'll see some pretty shirt at Express, and she'll get distracted and she won't even remember why she upset in the first place. I don't worry about her or the South of the border tinkerbells she fag hags with because she can't handle an honest to god red-blooded American Male. Sing that song, Tony S. TONY (singing) American male.....American Male! JOHNNY That's the music, dawg! TONY I sing others. I do a mean Solsbury Hill. Climbing up on Solsburrrry hill, I could see the city liiiig... JOHNNY No thanks. TONY Well, Alix is dating Leon Rodez now. JOHNNY Like my boy said, she can't handle a real man. That girl flips and flops like a flounder out of water. She's ordering fish for dinner and picking up sausage for breakfast. Pick a team and stick to it, girl. What's up with she and Leon anyway? How many guys has she been with 'round here? Everyone can have it, even the fans in the stands! I know I'ma hit it when it's right. I'ma call that bitch Houdini, because all she does is turn tricks. SCOTTY Oh shit! You bad, nigga. You bad! First round KO! JOHNNY Thank you. Thank you. She went from being the ponygirl of a best selling author all the way down to the pillow biter of the new age John Holmes. Talk about a demotion. TONY When you earlier said “south of the border tinkerbells”, I assume you are rudely referring to the sensational new tag team Los Diablos De Fuego. JOHNNY Sensational my white ass. SCOTTY That's right. Alix and Los Diablos De Fuego can draw unicorns, or watch Laguna Beach on MTV or write slash stories about the real wrestlers or whatever queer ass shit they like to do. Leave the real men to handle real men business. Why the Diablos even here in the first place? What were they dancers on an Elton John tour, took a wrong turn and wound up in the OAOAST? No one wants to see they freaky shit on their TV. No one wants to watch them pinch another guys ass, or grind up on dudes in the audience. They ain't wired right. If you're gonna do Will and not Grace, at least keep what's left of your self respect and act like a man. Don't be acting all fruity. There is a certain way a man is supposed to act, gay or straight. He don't dress all funny like he a giant pink Starburst, he don't change his voice. He don't act like Los Diablos De Fuego. He act like a man. You should not be able to look at a dude and know for a fact that he goes to his crib and has penis. TONY (Awkwardly adjusting his collar) Ummm...uh....people say you're ducking Los Diablos De Fuego. JOHNNY We ain't ducking them. This ain't no beef. This fake beef. This tofu. The OAOAST doesn't tell GPX how it do. GPX tell the OAOAST how it do. SCOTTY Diablos don't want no match with us. They wanna queer bait. They wanna turn us to the darkside, so they can get up in our backside. They ain't here to fight. They here for a booty call. If ya'll are so desperate for a date, get on MySpace, get on Facebook, plenty of fence riders there. Go to a bathouse, start walking the streets. Whatever. Don't be using my federation or my tag team like it was your hook up line. If we got in the ring with them two, we'd beat 'em so bad we'd be locked up for a hate crime. I'm not eight years old no more, I ain't playing no more games of smear the queer. But come Climax, me and my nigga will be playing a round of spike the dike! TONY Scotty “Fred Phelps” Static, and his partner Johnny Jax. The Global Party Xchange, everybody. COLE Those two make me want to vomit. I know I have to be the objective one, but I hope Krista kicks some ass on Sunday. Our first Six-Man semifinal match is next! Commercial break Edited December 16, 2005 by KingPK Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
KingPK 0 Report post Posted December 16, 2005 (Cut backstage, where "Floggin'" Molly Matthews is on a huge grey retro cell phone, talking to someone) MOLLY ...listen, listen: I realize that this whole deal with Serena for the Pay-Per-View is crap, but whatever. You got to go with the flow... (Serena Blackmore walks into the shot) MOLLY Listen, I gotta go...later. (turns off phone) SERENA Hey, Molly... MOLLY If you want to throw down... SERENA No, no...no dukin' it out. Just listen...you see, this match between you and me at Climax is nothing personal whatsoever. There's going to be none of that bullcrap brawling in the locker room, or running in on matches with the other person in it. I signed up for a WRESTLING MATCH with you, not weeks' worth of show business leading to a brawl. MOLLY Why'd ... SERENA (puts finger up to mouth) Shhh...shhh. (Drops finger) Let me finish. You see...deep down inside, I respect you. I think you're a capable wrestler. That's why I did what I did: I needed a spot against a credible grappler on worldwide Pay-Per-View to shoot myself right up the ladder. But because of political drama, I wasn't being given those spots. I was kept off of TV while the "Chosen Eight" got all of the big matches. So, I had to grab one out of someone's hands. At Climax, expect to fall down that precious ladder a few notches, and I'll say "hi" as I see you fall, as I rise and get the TV time and the money and the exposure that I deserve. (Serena puts her hand out for Molly to shake, Molly just stares at it) SERENA Just shake it! Have some pride...(Molly shakes it, and Serena pulls her in close, zoom to close-up of both faces) Keep in mind, like I said...this'll be a WRESTLING MATCH. No crap with chains or chairs or any other weapons, or choking people with ropes and putting feet up on ropes. This ain't "roll around for ten minutes, then someone gets hit in the head with a chair and the show ends". No, no...this is WRESTLING. This is what we do best; this is what we do better than anyone alive. I promise to give you a clean match if you promise to give me one... MOLLY No problem...but if you break that promise, I crush your skull. SERENA (lets go of handshake and backs up, zoom out to full upper torsos) Don't worry...I have something to prove; I'm not gonna screw it up just to make your pretty forehead gush blood. See you at Climax... (Serena walks out of the shot...and we hear a commotion in the background! Molly looks to her left, as the cameraman runs down the hallway! He turns the corner...and we see Julie Sharcor down on the ground, choking out an enhancement talent with her rear naked choke. The unknown wrestler is already unconcious and has turned blue in the face, as a sea of officials rush to the scene to try and break this up. They unsuccessfully attempt to pull Sharcor off of the woman, as Ayane Mitsui walks onto the scene. Sharcor and Ayane lock eyes, as Julie breaks the hold, shoves the wrestler to the side, and climbs up to her feet. She then walks up to Ayane and tries to stare her down... AYANE You don't scare me...you're big, strong, and you have the mechanics of a great fighter. But we both know you have nothing deep down inside...your heart isn't that of a fighter's; it's that of a coward. I challenge you to a duel of fists at Climax...I'll even throw the ball in your court. Let's step into The Pit! ("The Shark"'s eyes grow big...and she punches a hole in the wall beside her! Sharcor walks off, infuriated!) COLE What the hell is "The Pit"? COACH Who knows? But it's Ayane Mitsui vs. "The Shark"! It's Climax! It's Pay-Per-VIEEEEEEW! (Hey kids, let's make ANOTHER match for Climax!) (Shot of Calvin sitting in the GM office glancing through some papers. Foshi walks in and Calvin puts down the papers to look up at Foshi.) Calvin: Foshi, glad you could make it. First, I'd just like to say welcome back and it's nice to have you again. (Foshi quietly stares at Calvin giving no verbal or physical response.) Calvin: Well, I know you're a man of business, so let's get right to why I called you here. This Sunday at Climax, we have some talent from your homeland that will be appearing at the show. His name is Rikjin Massamoto and he's coming over from HI-YAH. Now, I need to hand pick and opponent for him to face and I just wanted you to know that I've chosen you to make your return to pay-per-view. (Foshi continues to stare at him silently.) Calvin: Well, that's pretty much it. Good luck in your match. (Calvin returns to his papers as Foshi leaves the way he entered.) CABOOSE Straight and to the point. I like how Calvin is all buisness unlike some OTHER GMs in OTHER promotions. He won't be fired and thrown into a garbage truck, I'll bet. COACH Nah, they just somehow dissappear and another person is put in their place. COLE ...... COACH ....... CABOOSE ....... PK ........ *Dun dun* *Dun dun* WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ARRRRRRRRRRRE YOU? WHO WHO, WHO WHO! I really wanna know..... WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ARRRRRRRRRRRE YOU? WHO WHO, WHO WHO! “NONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!” The remaining S.H.I. entry into the Six Man Tag Tounament walk into the arena as Michael Buffer stands in the ring, bringing his mic up to his lips. BUFFER Lladies and gentlemen, this is the first semifinal match in a tournament to crown the first ever OAOAST Six-Man Tag team champions! Introducing first, representing S.H.I. and being accompanied to the ring by Rick Heyross, weighing in at a total combined weight of seven hundred and ninety pounds.....Team Heyross and Brooooock Ausssstiiinnnnn!!!!! COLE As Michael Buffer said, this is the first semifinal match in the Six Man Tag Title Tournament and the winners of his match and the second semifinal, which is coming up in our main event tonight, will meet this Sunday at Climax to see who will be crowned the champions. COACH Considering what we just saw a few minutes ago, Brock and Team Heyross might have the easiest way into the finals. The trio huddle in their corner to talk strategy as their music fades, soon to be replaced by the familiar drumroll, which sends the Parisian crowd into a frenzy (see, the French DO have taste). "BEVERLY HILLS, THAT WHERE I WANT TO BE! LIVIN' IN BEVERLY HILLS BEVERLY HILLS, ROLLIN' LIKE A CELEBRITY! LIVIN' IN BEVERLY HILLS" The OAOAST Tag Team Champions, Zack Malibu and (an obviously banged up) Leon Rodez step through the curtain to a loud ovation, though neither guy is really in the mood to be their usual face-y selves. BUFFER And their opponents; first, at a total combined weight of four hundred and twenty-eight pounds, they are the reigning OAOAST Tag Team Champions of the WOOOOOOORLLD......Zack Malibu and the “Silky Smooth One” Leon Rodez....The USUALLLLLLLLLLL SUSPEEEEEEEEEEECTS!!! “OUIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!” Zack and Rodez unstrap their belts and hand them off to the timekeeper, trading a few words with their opponents as their music fades to be replaced by the theme of their partner. ITSJUSTTHAT ITSJUSTTHAT ITSJUSTTHAT OH HELL YEAH!! Sometimes I drink a little beer Sometimes I make a little mess Sometimes I get a little angry Sometimes I KICK A LITTLE ASS!! BUFFER And introducing their partner; from Fall River, Massachusetts, weighing in at two hundred and sixty-five pounds. He is a former OAOAST Tag Team AND X-Division Champion......PETERRRRRRRRR KNIIIIIIIIIGHT!!!!!! Zack looks on with a scowl on his face as Knight heads towards the ring, greeted by a fairly mixed reaction from the crowd, which Knight barely acknowledges. He hops up onto the apron and immediately has Zack in his face, forcing Rodez to get in-between them as the referee tries to get things in order before starting the match. COACH Things are already looking good for Team Heyross; Zack and PK can’t even go one second in the ring together without arguing. CABOOSE Well, Knight is basically saying that he doesn’t have much of an interest in how this match turns out, so why wouldn’t Zack try to slap some sense into him? It worked once already. Brock and Charlie Moss step out to the apron, leaving Quentin Benjamin to start the match for team one while Zack pretty much orders Knight out while being a bit nicer to Rodez about it. Benjamin cracks his neck as Zack pulls on the ropes, both getting ready as referee Nick Patrick signals for the bell. *DING DING* COLE Zack channeled his anger at Knight into his wrestling in their first round match, so he should do the same here. Zack and Quentin immediately lock up, jockeying for position around the ring until Quentin quickly drops down and takes Zack over with a fireman’s carry, leading into a rear chinlock, but Zack quickly grabs an arm and spins behind Quentin into a sitting hammerlock, but Quentin returns the spin and hooks Zack’s head, quickly getting a small package for a one count. The quickly get to their feet and lock up again, this time with Benjamin getting a go behind and slamming Zack to the mat, spinning around into a front facelock, but Zack quickly scoots backwards and hooks his foot on the bottom rope for a break. Quentin smirks and his teammates applaud him as Zack sits on his knees. COLE Quentin Benjamin showing off the fantastic mat skills he possesses. Zack might want to rethink his strategy here. Once both men are standing again, they lock up once more. This time Quentin grabs a side headlock, but Zack quickly backs him into the ropes and shoots him off, dropping down as Benjamin comes back and then ducking down for a backdrop on the second rebound, but Benjamin leapfrogs over him. Both men rebound off the ropes but it is Zack that has something ready as he connects with a jumping heel kick, quickly going for the cover. 1..... But Benjamin just as quickly kicks out. It is Zack’s turn to smirk as Rodez applauds from the apron (Knight stays his stoic self). Benjamin exhales a deep breath as he gets back to his feet, walking towards his corner…and tagging Brock. “OOOOOOOOH!” COACH Oh yeah, here we go. Brock doesn’t care about that quick mat stuff; he just wants to deliver some pain. Brock chuckles as he steps into the ring, slapping his chest and demanding that Zack “Come get it”. Zack begins to move forward but he is stopped by the shouts of Knight. He turns to see Knight’s hand outstretched for a tag, yelling “I want him!” COLE How about this? Knight’s a team player after all. CABOOSE Remember, he has some history with Brock and Chris Stevens. Zack, glad that Knight’s head seems to be in the match, takes one last look at Brock before turning and tagging Knight. “OUIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!” COLE All right, HERE WE GO! Brock isn’t fazed as Knight steps through the ropes, nodding at him and motioning to him to come as he does the Happy Happy Hoss Dance. Knight though, seems to be second guessing his decision. That seems to be short lived as he trades words with Brock, though neither guy makes the first move. Knight takes a step forward….but suddenly changes his mind and slaps Rodez’s hand, tagging him in to the surprise of Zack and (especially) Rodez. “BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! (I got sick of being French) CABOOSE Oh, come on. COACH I think Knight doesn’t want to get hurt fighting Brock when he’s got a title match just three days away. Wise decision, I think. Brock laughs in the ring, not caring who he has to face right now as Rodez steps through the ropes. Zack slaps Knight on the shoulder and demands what is up, but Knight simply ignores him. Rodez, cautiously, approaches Brock who reaches his arm out for a test of strength, knowing full well that he can win it easily. Rodez reaches his arm out in return, but before their fingers touch, Rodez pulls his back and extends his other arm. Brock reciprocates, but Rodez pulls that arm back as well, extending his other arm again. Brock grunts in frustration and extends his other arm again, but Rodez quickly draws it back, extending his other arm and then alternating them in a little dance that draws laughter from the crowd......but Brock isn’t in the mood for funny business and grabs Rodez’s arm, pulling him forward and kneeing him hard in the ribs. He tosses Leon into the S.H.I. corner and alternates lefts and rights to the ribs. Zack quickly enters the ring to try and stop the attack, but Patrick holds him back, allowing Benjamin to choke Rodez with the tag rope as Brock heads to the apron and Charlie Moss hops in without a tag. He rams his shoulder into the ribs a few times and pulls him to the center of the ring, hooking him and taking him down with a backdrop suplex, going for the pin. 1...... 2...... But Rodez kicks out. Moss sets Rodez up and hooks him in a bow and arrow submission in the middle of the ring. COLE Team Heyross, focusing on the ribs injured in the attack by the New New Midnight Express last week. COACH Well, the tape on them kind of screams “I’m hurt here; take advantage of it if you want to win.” The Paris crowd, egged on by Zack, claps in unison to try and help Rodez come back, but Moss releases the hold himself and tags Benjamin, who goes behind Rodez and wraps his arms around the waist (putting pressure on the ribs as well) as Moss steps back, getting some momentum before he steps forward and superkicks Rodez in the jaw with Benjamin quickly taking him back with a German suplex and a bridge. 1...... 2...... But Zack comes in and stomps Benjamin for the save. Moss goes to get rid of Zack, but Zack is fired up and blocks a punch, firing off one....two.....three....four right hands and backing Moss into the ropes. Zack shoots him off and leapfrogs Moss on the rebound, quickly turning as he lands and using his legs to monkey flip Moss clear across the ring, the momentum causing Moss to roll out to the floor. Zack raises his arm to the crowd and charges as Moss gets to his feet, diving through the middle rope like a rocket and smashing into Moss, slamming him back first into the barrier. “YEAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!” COLE My goodness, Zack just put his body on the line for the Six man tag titles! Meanwhile Benjamin pulls Rodez up by the hair, but Rodez pushes him away and catches him with a jab A jab A jab A jab A jab A kiss to the crowd A foot to the gut, which is caught by Benjamin, but Rodez wanted that since it allows him to swing his other leg to connect with the back of Quentin’s head in an enziguri, sending Benjamin stumbing into the middle rope. Rodez nods and sprints towards the ropes, bouncing off and running towards Benjamin, leaping and draping his leg across Benjamin’s spine. “YEAHHHHHHHH!!!” COLE MAMA SAID KNOCK YO’ PUNK ASS THE FUCK OUT!!!! COACH ..... COLE What? Rodez collapses to the mat, his breathing hurt by his ribs. Both Rodez and Benjamin crawl on all fours towards their only partners on the apron. Benjamin reaches Brock first and tags him in. Brock quickly steps through the ropes and grabs Rodez’s leg to pull him back, but Rodez uses his other leg to push Brock back just enough so he can make that last push to tag Knight. “YEAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!” Knight steps through the ropes and goes wild, rocking Brock back with rights and lefts, ducking a Brock swing and taking him over with a belly to belly suplex. Benjamin runs in, but Knight grabs him and takes him over with a suplex as well. Moss slides in and charges on wobbly legs, but Knight kicks him in the gut and hooks him in a front facelock, hitting one vertical suplex..... Two suplexes...... Three suplexes..... Picking him up and holding him there...... And driving him to the mat with a falcon arrow!! “YEAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!” COLE Peter Knight is completely DISMANTLING S.H.I., just like he did to Jamie O’Hara and the GPX two weeks ago. “AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” Zack Malibu looks relieved and impressed as Knight lets out a war cry as Brock comes back to his feet behind him and charges as Knight turns, but Knight sees him and ducks a clothesline, picking him up in a fireman’s carry!!! COLE HERE IT COMES!!!! COACH I don’t believe......hey, look at the entrance! “BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!” The fans see what Coach is seeing and lets out all their hatred at Stephen Joseph as he walks out onto the entrance ramp. CABOOSE What the hell is he doing out here NOW? COACH He said he was interested in the match, so he wants to see how this ends up. Knight parades to all four sides with Brock on his shoulders......but suddenly sees Joseph on the ramp. Stephen lets out some taunts and some naughty language that is enough for Knight to drop Brock and tag in Rodez (who can barely stand at this point), once again to the shock of Zack. COLE No, PK, finish the match first! Zack, having had enough, hops off the apron and quickly gets in front of Knight, yelling at him to get back into the ring as Patrick orders Rodez into the ring. Knight and Zack argue on the floor, which gives Benjamin an idea. As Stephen Joseph challenges Knight to a fight and Zack tries to push him away, Quentin runs towards the ropes and grabs the top one, swinging his legs through the bottom rope and into the back of Knight’s head, knocking him off balance, but Zack breaks his fall. Unfortunately, this also causes to hit his head pretty hard on the floor, knocking him out. Knight picks himself up and looks at Stephen, who gives him the finger while holding the World Title belt high. That is enough to completely set Knight off and he charges up the ramp after him, chasing Joseph into the backstage area. COACH With Zack out and Knight gone, Leon Rodez is all alone! Unfortunately Rodez notices this, but, even more unfortunate, Brock and Team Heyross notice this. Brock charges at him, but Rodez ducks a clothesline and delivers a jab. A jab..... A jab..... A jab.... A jab..... Another kiss to the crowd..... Another caught foot to the gut..... But this time Brock forearms him in the chops, knocking him backwards and into a knee to the back by Moss. Rodez stumbles forward.....right into a fireman’s carry by Brock. COACH Goodbye, Leon. Brock parades Rodez around and readies himself to deliver the F-Stunner-5......but he suddenly stops and shakes his head with a sick smirk on his face. Standing up straight, he nods to the crowd before ducking down a bit and pushing Rodez off his shoulders, sending him face first towards the mat and sticking his knee out so that Rodez lands with severe force on it with his ribs in a gutbuster. Cracking sounds are clearly heard. “OOOOOHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!” COLE OH MY GOD!! CABOOSE Brock may have just broken his ribs. COACH Ohhh......ouch. Rodez screams in pain as Brock rolls him onto his back and covers, merely a formality. UUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNN....... DEUX......... TROIS!!!!!! *DING DING* COLE S.H.I. is in the finals. Benjamin, Moss and Rick Heyross join Brock in the ring as Zack comes to on the outside. BUFFER Here are your winners and the first team to advance to the finals at Climax......BROOOOOCK AUSSSSTINNN and TEEEEEEEEAMMMM HEYYYYYYROSSSSSSSSSSS!!! Zack, trying to shake the cobwebs out, slides into the ring to check on his partner as Brock and Team Heyross celebrate in the ring. CABOOSE I can’t believe Knight deserted his partners like that. COACH Hey, he said that he didn’t care if they won or lost this match. COLE So Brock and Team Heyross will now go to Climax to fight for the Six-Man Tag Titles against the winners of tonight’s second semifinal contest. Hopefully we’ll also be able to find out what, if anything, happened between Peter Knight and Stephen Joseph after this time out. We’ll be back from Paris. Commercial break Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
KingPK 0 Report post Posted December 16, 2005 (edited) (When we return we go backstage to the Chicks Over Dicks locker room. Los Diablos De Fuego are on the floor, wearing Santa hats, and wrapping Christmas presents for their friends, families, and older male lovers. The girls however are sitting on a couch, waiting to speak. Krista is cuddled up with a half full bottle of Jim Beam.) ALIX Gawd, Krissy, I don't know why you're so mad that we were left out of the six man title tourney. Ummmm, hello! You don't even like threesomes, dude! You said I never paid attention to you. Whatever! If you've got a Porsche and a Saturn in the driveway, what are you gonna cruise with? The Porsche of course! Especially when the Saturn's radio is permanently set to 101.1 "I'm a mean, verbally abusive annoying drunk bitch" FM. KRISTA I'd tell you that camera is on, but that's never stopped you from embarrassing me before. ALIX Oh, hi, world! World, I have a boyfriend and he's gorgeous. I know he just lost a match... KRISTA Not only did he lose, but he got pinned! Just thought I'd mentioned that for clairty's sake. Nothing wrong with being the only guy out of five other people who gets beat. Personally, I wouldn't have lost. I would've broken Charlie Moss' legs, concussed that weird guy with the bug eyes, and convinced Brock to give up a life of sin and violence and dedicate himself to pursuing a goal of peaceful Buddhist enlightnment. All in ten seconds. But yeah, getting pinned by George of The Jungle is cool to. Strong as he can be! Watch out for that tree! (Krista starts snickering) ALIX (trying withold her anger) And that really sucks that you lost, but Lee-Lee, Ally Cat still loves you. (She blows a kiss towards the camera, hoping he'll get it.) Isn't Lee-Lee a cutie, boys? MARIACHI (eye's closed, hand on cheek, probably fantasizing about Loen) Oooooooh Leon Rodez! MORACCA Mucho sexo! Leon, te la voy a meter de mira quien viene! Hehehheheh. ALIX Ewwwww! Please remind me not to leave them alone with Leon. Lee-Lee is such a bad ass. He's like Saturday, he puts an end to the weak. Zack might as well take the night off, because Leon will whup the Midnights' butts all by himself. Ned Blanchard, my guy is a lot like the streets, you shoulda looked both ways before you crossed him. All Lee-Lee can talk about is getting his hands on The Midnight Express. On Sunday the “second rate Ned Blanchard” is gonna give the real one a first rate BUTT kicking! I can't wait! KRISTA Don't hurt Ned too bad. I can't drag him to court if he's in traction. And the judge'll have sympathy on him if he's in a wheelchair. You wouldn't send a cripple to jail, would you? You'd go to hell. I parked in a handicap spot and I'm constantly looking over my shoulder for lightning bolts and locusts. On the subject of cripples, let's move on to the mental variety, GPX. What can be said about GPX that hasn't already been said by an explosive case of diarrhea? Currently we're scheduled to squash them at Climax. ALIX Ooooooooh! KRISTA Alix, sweetie, I can see you're getting kinda excited, but I mean Climax the pay per view not what happens when you spend some quality time with woman's best friend. ALIX Shucks! To be honest, I'm a little bit worried about wrestling GPX. Ya know, I kinda like people to actually watch my matches. But when GPX comes out, arenas clear like “Uhhh uhhh naaaaa naaa naaa” was code for bomb threat. I don't wanna be partly responsible for every match on the card being an empty arena match, because all the fans left when they heard O-Town. Johnny and Scotty shut off TV's quicker then a blackout. They're a curse on the OAOAST. When they hit the ring, I feel like we should ask FEMA for some federal aid, because they're existence is a natural disaster. Someone needs to drop the dime and call the cops, because these bad boys are committing murder. They're chopping up the OAOAST's fanbase one god awful match at a time. GPX matches, unless they take place against other hairless teenage boys on the floor of some creepy middle age dude's apartment, are filmed with a single camera on a tripod, and are later sold on some website to other creepy middle age dudes who find themselves regularly under investigation by the FBI, are a waste of time, and good camera resources. And what about Johnny's stupid “I wanna be a punk but I don't want the tattoos, body mutilation, shitty music, or have to do ugly punk chicks who have the chest of a ten year old boy and wear NOFX t-shirts that goes along with it” haircut? KRISTA It looks like his mom wouldn't fork over the seventeen bucks for a cut at SuperCuts, so she took him to the barber college but the only guy who was there was the fat kid in the Slipknot t-shirt who just shows up to get high off the barbercide. ALIX GPX, what makes me the maddest is you attacking and insulting my amigos, my padres, Los Diablos De Fuego, even though they'e the sweetest guys in the world and haven't done a thing to you. Yo queiro some drama? Well thank you and drive up to the second window because you've got you've drama! You've made this Chiquita one angry banana! Boys, what do ya'll think of GPX? They think don't you wanna fight them they think you wanna ride your wangmobile down their Hershey highway. MARIACHI (Glaring at the camera as if it was Johnny Jax or Scotty Static.) GPX? Mamame la verga! MORACCA Mucho malo! Mucho malo! ALIX Way harsh, Mariachi. I actually feel kinda bad for GPX. How awful must it be to suck so much at your job that you have to form a stable to get all the talented people fired so you'll look less terrible. And they can't even do that right. Even Scratchy caught Itchy once. Maybe just maybe, the traders of worldwide partying wanna point their web browser towards Monster.com and find a new vocation. Something as equally respected as pro wrestler. Such as underaged male prostitute, crack whore, or Fox News Anchor. Speaking of crack whores, Krista, you look nice. KRISTA Thank you. Scotty sounded a little upset earlier. Envious? Green isn't your color, dear. Yeah, I get paid more then you. Yeah, I got a bigger house then you. Yeah, I'm living in a neighborhood with so many armed security guards you'd think I'm running my own terrorist cell while Johnny Jax lives in some hicktown in Georgia where they probably think Deliverance is a romance. Yeah, I fly from town to town on a private plane. So what? I've got awards all over my shelf. All you've got is 4 inches stashed under your belt. You ask what have I ever done? What have you ever done, young man? Go to Borders Books and read what I've done. Go to FYE and watch what I've done. Turn on QVC and buy what I've done. Go to Sephora and smell what I've done. ALIX Go to a toilet and see what GPX's done. (Krista pats Alix on the head) KRISTA Very good. The five best wrestlers in the OAOAST are Krista, Krista, Krista, Krista, and Krista. The five worst wrestlers are Scotty Static, Scotty Static,Scotty Static, Scotty Static, and Leon Rodez. ALIX Not my Lee-Lee, Krissy! KRISTA Just seeing if you're paying attention. Scotty, you talk a good word about a whole lot of people when you're hiding behind a camera, a microphone and a legit thug like Tony Schiavone. But just a couple of weeks ago when people mentioned my name you shit bricks. With good reason. You should be afraid of me. Everyone's afraid of me. Why's Osama still in a cave? He's not afraid of the army, he's afraid of K-I-D. Scotty, you say you're gonna beat me? You and what step tool, little boy? You come up shorter then ten Rey Mysterios. You're not tall enough and you're not good enough to hop on this ride, baby. I guess my calendar and a bottle of baby oil will have to take you to paradise. Scotty, I'll knock your ass farther back then Johnny's receding hairline, and make you look stupider then his messed up haircut. Don't waste my time with this match. You're so far out of my league, we're not even on the same planet. You'll need the Hubble telescope just to see me. Map quest couldn't even get you to where I'm at. Go wrestle someone more your speed. A Dan Black, a Zack Malibu, an Axel, someone you've got a sliver of hope against. Someone who's not Krista Isadora Duncan. There won't be a match at Climax. There will be a slaughter. There will be a murder. ALIX Unnecessary violence. Boys, all ya had to do was say “Alix, Krista, welcome back, good to see ya, boy Alix you sure are a hottie, have you lost weight, you look great, so much better then Krista.” But you had to blah, blah, blah about things that didn't need to be said and now... KRISTA There's gonna be eighteen thousand people at the Key Arena in Seattle, Washington being detained because they are eighteen thousand eye witness to the crime of the century. All that, all that, because none of you know when to shut the hell up. Well, we're gonna show you when to shut the hell up. And the next time we come to town, I hope you'll remember the lesson we taught you. Goodnight, gentlemen. COMMERICAL BREAK When we come back, we are taken immediately to the back where two groups of officials are attempting to keep Peter Knight and Stephen Joseph separated. They yell insults at each other, but nothing is clearly heard in the commotion. Suddenly, Joseph breaks through his restrainers and thrusts the World Championship belt in Knight's face. JOSEPH You better get a damn good look at this piece of gold right here, because this is the closest you will get to the World Title as long as *I* have it. I'll roll over you at Climax like Hitler's tanks through Paris. KNIGHT Sunday, Popick. We'll see Sunday. Your ass is mine! The officials manage to pull SJ away and escort him out of the area, but as Knight turns, he suddenly is face to face with a livid Zack Malibu. ZACK What the HELL is wrong with you?! That was a chickenshit move, deserting your partners like that. You didn't care about losing? We'll you got your damn wish. Knight simply stares at Zack with intense eyes, the remaining officials now having to separate the two. KNIGHT Get outta my face, Malibu. Knight shoves Zack aside and exits the frame, which causes Malibu to finally snap. It takes five OAOAST officials to keep Zack restrained as we return to Sofa Central. COLE Wow.... COACH Now I know the Originals are in trouble. Zack has completely lost Peter Knight. COLE Fans, we have now a special recording of a match taped at an unknown location earlier this week. At World Without End, Dan Black was scheduled to take on Christian Wright one on one, but due to transportation problems Black was unable to make it to the show on time. Locker room rumour is that Wright believes Black deliberately missed the match for fear of injury. Naturally, this led Dan Black to lay down a challenge. The two agreed on an empty arena match where Wright's HIYA title is not on the line, under relaxed rules - but this is not falls count anywhere, the decision must be made in the squared circle. As the two competitors, referee Nick Patrick and our camera crew were the only people allowed in the arena, there is no commentary on the following match. COACH Woo! We get paid for doing nothing! CABOOSE That's more or less what you get paid for anyway. We cut to tape. Dan Black, in his usual attire of white and black halved short trunks, is limbering up in one corner of a ring in a medium sized arena. Wright is in baggy blue cargoes, hands taped up, opposite Dan. Nick Patrick checks both men over, and signals that we're underway - no bell, just Patrick's terse "Let's go!". Black and Wright circle each other, their impact on the mat loud and clear in the otherwise silent arena. Lock up, and Black immediately comes out of it into an armbar. Dan shakes the arm, snapping it out, and then torques it round again. Wright grimaces in pain but rolls forward and then executes a graceful cartwheel back to break Black's grip and counter to his own armbar. Dan counters this with the more direct method of a knee to the gut. Black grabs a front facelock and tries for a suplex, but Wright blocks it and then gets a little pay back on Dan with three hard knees to his stomach. Wright flips Black over in a seated position with a fireman's carry takeover and then dropkicks him hard in the back of the head! Wright with the cover, but Dan throws up a shoulder at one. CW brings Black to his feet and nails him with a pair of forearm strikes, and then lands a hard kick into Dan's left leg. Black goes down to one knee, and as he starts to pull himself back up Wright runs the ropes and clips out the left leg with a low chop block as Black stands. CW stomps at Black's leg. Dan rolls away into the ropes, and Nick Patrick counts a break. Wright backs off reluctantly, but as soon as Dan stands goes back on the attack with more kicks to the leg. Black fires back, catching CW with a forearm shot and then a big European uppercut that has Wright dizzied. Black with a trio of rapid, hard chops, the noise echoing through the arena, and then whips Wright to the ropes. Dan drops down for a backdrop attempt, but Wright stops himself in front of Black, grabs a handful of hair and slams him down backwards to the mat. CW with an immediate elbow drop to the sternum, and then a cover which Black again kicks out of at one. Wright brings Dan up and tries to get a hold on his left leg, possibly looking for a Dragon Screw, but Black fights him off with a forearm shot, and then a dropkick that tumbles Wright back against the ropes. Dan runs to the opposite side, and executes a sprinting clothesline that sends both men tumbling to the outside. Nick Patrick, officiating under the relaxed rules requested by the competitors, doesn't start a count out, but does exit the ring too to ask the two men to take it back inside. Black shows no sign of agreeing, however, as he throws Wright back first into the ring steps. Dan pulls up the apron, looking for weapons, and comes up with a kendo stick! This is a step too far for Patrick though, and the official snatches the stick away from Dan. After a brief insult to the veteran referee, Black turns back to Wright, who hits him with a punch to the stomach as Dan tries to bring him up. Wright grabs Dan by the neck and rams his face into the ring post! Patrick tries to remonstrate with Wright, but the arrogant young star ignores the ref and now slams Dan's head onto the ring apron. Wright pushes Black up and chops him hard across the chest. Another chop, and another, leaving Black wincing. Wright pauses to gain his breath, and then fires another chop, but Dan dodges this one! Christian's chopping hand hits the ropes and bounces back into his own face! Wright's response is bleeped out, and Black takes advantage by grabbing him in and hitting a DDT onto the apron! Dan gets behind CW, applies a waistlock and - German suplex into the guard rail! Wright hit hard on the back of his neck and lies motionless after this brutal assault. Black scrapes Wright off the floor and makes to roll him back into the ring, but changes his mind at the last minute and instead tosses Wright the opposite way, over the guard rail. Black applies a front facelock and tries to suplex Wright onto the front row seats! - but CW blocks it. The two men fight over the suplex for a moment, until Wright finally gets Black up - and a brainbuster onto the seats! Nick Patrick by now has abandoned trying to retrieve the competitors to the ring, and is eating a hot dog. Wright pulls Black off the chairs and tries to lift him back over the guard rail. Black throws a blind punch which catches CW in the jaw more by luck than judgment. Dan follows with another European uppercut that sends Wright staggering down the aisle between the banks of chairs. Black charges after Wright and delivers a jumping bulldog, driving Christian's face into the hard floor! Dan puts the boots to Wright, before grabbing him up and bringing him to the steps leading up into the stands. Black grabs his opponent and looks to try and snap suplex Wright onto the stairway, but Wright blocks it and then with an effort back drops Dan onto the floor! Christian takes a moment to regain his breath, before climbing up the steps! At a height of seven or eight feet he stops, turns, and leaps off with a big elbow drop all the way forwards and down onto Black! Dan convulses, and Wright covers, but Nick Patrick, finishing off his dog, shrugs away his demands for a count and points to the ring. Wright frowns at the official, but picks Dan up. CW takes Black by the neck and back of his shorts and, running, hurls him over the guard rail back to ringside. Wright then climbs up onto the rail and jumps off with a back senton straight to the gut of Black! Christian gets to his feet slowly, and rests against the apron, holding his back, the high impact moves he's been throwing out taking a toll on him. After half a minute, however, Wright is back on the attack, grabbing Dan up and bending his left leg back - and then dropping him knee first onto the steel steps! Black rolls away, swearing and clutching his leg in pain. CW puts the boots to it, and then brings Dan back up, looking to repeat the move onto the steps, but Black hurriedly fights back, snatching his leg free and catching Wright with an elbow to the gut. Dan then slams Wright's face into the ring post, getting some revenge for earlier, and then executes a DDT onto the ring steps! The impact of skull on steel is loud, and Wright is prostrate over the steps. Black picks him up and rolls him back into the ring, grabbing up a handy steel chair as he does so. Nick Patrick, following the wrestlers back into the squared circle, immediately goes to take the chair away from Black, who surrenders it reluctantly. Patrick tosses the chair out of the ring. Black covers Wright: ONE! TWO! THREE - no, a kick out! Dan brings Wright up and whips him into a corner, but he's limping slightly as he follows in and delivers a running European uppercut to CW's jaw. Black then grabs Wright up and deposits him onto the top rope in a sitting position. Black clambers up after Wright and sets for top rope superplex, but Wright comes alive and fights back! The two struggle against each other, teetering on the top, until Wright shoves Black down hard to the mat! CW immediately leaps off with his Holy Grail frogsplash - but Dan gets his knees up! Wright rolls away, breathing heavily, all the wind knocked out of him. Black is also in pain however, the impact of Wright on his knee causing further damage, and the limp is more noticeable now as he stands and brings CW off the canvas. Dan with a pair of hard chops to the pectorals, and then a textbook Northern Lights suplex: ONE! TWO! TH- Wright kicks out, rolling over onto his front in the process, and Dan pounces, locking on his Heart of Ice crossface! Black wrenches on the hold strongly, but Wright's feet are too near the ropes, and he's able to just touch the bottom cable. Black keeps the hold on for long as he can in the face of Nick Patrick's orders to release, and then rolls away. Dan uses the ropes to pick himself up, keeping his weight on the right leg. Wright also slowly rises, rubbing his neck. Black meets him with a couple of forearm shots, but Wright responds with a straight kick to the side of Dan's knee. Dan comes back with an eye rake, and then hits CW with a belly to bell overhead throw! Black rolls out of the ring and comes back with the chair again. This time as Patrick makes to take it, Dan shoves him away and just cracks the chair hard against the back of Wright! Black turns to the referee as if challenging him to disapprove, but Patrick just holds his hands up in deference. Wright tries to roll out of the ring, but Black drops the chair and brings him back and to his feet. Dan grabs Wright in a double under hook, looking to hit Pitch Black (Angel's Wings) onto the chair, but CW fights out and around into a hammerlock on Dan. Black reverses that round to a full nelson, and drags Wright into position for a Dragon suplex onto the chair, but Wright breaks the hold and catches Dan with a back kick to the groin! Black collapses to his knees with the pain of the low blow, and Wright is able to grab up the chair and just slam it viciously onto Black's exposed head! Wright covers Black: ONE! TWO! THREE! No! Dan throws up a shoulder! Wright stays calm and drags Black towards the corner. He then rolls out of the ring, grabs Dan's legs, and pulls him hard towards him, causing Black to crash into the ring post with probably the worst possible part of his anatomy to do so! Wright has the chair and slams it twice into Black's left knee, and then locks on a ring post figure four! Wright hands off Dan's legs, inflicting excruciating pain! Dan grabs the ropes, and Patrick counts it, with Wright only releasing the hold after serious threats. The release is only temporary for Black, however, as Wright gets back in the ring, drags Dan into the middle of the squared circle and applies the figure four leg lock! Black has nowhere to go, and with the damage done to his leg looks on the verge of tapping out, his head thrown back in pain. Nick Patrick leans in, asking Dan if he wants to give it up, and Black responds... ...by grabbing Patrick by the shirt collar and dragging him hard onto Christian Wright! The impact of the official on Wright causes him to lose his grip, and Dan rolls free. Wright shoves the hapless referee off him angrily, and gets to his feet turning around - into KICK WHAM BLACKOUT - no! Wright shoves Dan off to the ropes! Black bounces back straight into a Urange! Cover! ONE! TWO! THREE! No! Black with the kick out! Wright curses at Patrick and brings Black up, grabbing a front facelock, looking for his Converting the Sinner suplex, but Dan suddenly counters, twisting out and pulling Wright down into the Heart of Ice! Nick Patrick keeps his distance from Wright's flailing hands as Black locks his grip tightly! Christian tries to drag himself to the ropes, to the referee, anywhere - but there's nowhere for him to go but to TAP TAP TAP Black rolls away from Wright, exhausted. Jivin' JR comes running out from the back, a medical kit in his hand. He slides into the ring with an effort and helps the limping Black out. There's no music, no crowd applause, but the respective looks of triumph and frustration of the competitor's faces shows this match meant a lot. We cut back to Sofa Central. COLE Wow, those two guys really went at it! Black picking up the win, but that could have gone either way. COACH Well, Wright had the match won until Black used the referee as a foreign object. COLE Regardless, Dan Black with a big win going into Climax on Sunday the 18th. Don't forget, it will be Black T against Wright and Bohemoth, and I have a feeling Wright will be out for revenge! That match is among many that are scheduled for the final OAOAST PPV of 2005, which will eminate from Seattle, Washington, the main event of course being Stephen Joseph defending the OAOAST World Heavyweight Championship against Peter Knight. There will be no interference in this one by Original or Upstart alike! COACH And when Stephen retains, which I KNOW he will, Knight will not get another chance for the entire calendar year of 2006. CABOOSE Also, the OAOAST X-Divsion championship will be on the line as Jamie O'Hara gets the one-on-one match he's been wanting with the champion Parka. COACH Jamie's the new kid on the block, but he's going to make a big splash at Climax by taking the title from that masked fraud. COLE In tag team action, The Usual Suspects will defend their Tag Team Championships against The New New Midnight Express and, considering the events of last week and earlier tonight, neither Zack Malibu nor Leon Rodez will be anywhere near 100% for this one. COACH Definitely. We'll also see the finals of the Six-Man Tag Team Tournament where Brock Ausstin and Team Heyross will face the winner of tonight's upcoming second semifinal match to crown the first ever OAOAST Six-Man Tag Team Champions. CABOOSE In women's action, the Women's title will be on the line as Ashley Street faces the Benefactor in a title vs. mask match. If the Benefactor loses, her identity will finally be revealed. COACH I hope she's hot. CABOOSE Also, Ayane Mitsui will face Juile "The Shark" Sharcor in "The Pit", whatever that is. COLE Because we are running short on time, here are the other matches you will see this Sunday: - The GPX vs. Chicks Over Dicks - Christmas Deathmatch for the Heartland Title: Chris Stevens © vs. Alfdogg - "Floggin'" Molly Matthews vs. Serena Blackmore - "The Corporate Champion" Tha Puerto Rican, Cuban Wall, and Mr. Boricua (with Stephen Joseph Popick and Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez) vs. Colombian Heat, John "Rock Hard" Brickston, and Spanish Fly - No Disqualification Match: Vitamin X vs. Otaku II - Captial Punishment Strap Match: The Heavenly Rockers vs. South Central Militia COACH A stacked card to close out 2005. COLE Indeed....wait a second, ladies and gentlemen, I’ve just got word that Josh Matthews has spotted Axel in the back, and is trying to get a comment from him regarding the Climax Main Event. Josh? We cut to J-Math jogging in the halls of the backstage area, after Axel, who is walking the other way. J-MATH Axel! Axel! Can I get a comment! Axel stops and turns around, staring daggers into Josh. AXEL About? J-MATH The title match announced earlier tonight for Climax this Sunday, Stephen Joseph defending against Peter Knight. AXEL (snickering) Well Josh, it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out that I should have that shot. I never got my rematch from Hoff for one thing, oh, and the fact that I beat Stephen’s ass two weeks ago on HeldDown! J-MATH Will you wrestle at Climax? AXEL Josh, while I might not be pulling on my wrestling boots for Climax, my ass kicking boots will be firmly, firmly, placed on my feet. And our General Manager? Well, he’s got some ‘splainin to do. Axel turns and walks off towards his original destination, leaving Josh alone. COACH Hey, Axel can't do a damn thing in that match, or Calvin will throw the book at him. CABOOSE Well.....Axel never said he was either an Original or an Upstart, did he? COLE This certainly throws another wrinkle in that match. The second semifinal Six-Man Tag Tournament is our main event, and it is NEXT! Edited December 16, 2005 by Patty O'Green Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
KingPK 0 Report post Posted December 16, 2005 COLE It’s now time for our main event, the second Semi-Finals Match in the tournament to crown the first ever OAOAST Six-Man Tag Team Champions! The winners of this match will face Team Heyross and Brock Ausstin, who defeated Zack Malibu, Leon Rodez and Peter Knight earlier tonight to earn the first finals berth. *KA-CHING~!* *Come and take your Vitamin X.* “Bling-Bling” by The B.G. featuring The Big Tymers and Hot Boys starts playing which causes the crowd to boo loudly. The entrance doors slide open, and out from the smoke come Vitamin X, “The Corporate Champion” Tha Puerto Rican, and the one and only Stephen Joseph Popick. Vitamin X does the Shane-O-Mac Shuffle. PR looks at the crowd in disgust holding his custom made spinner 24/7 Championship belt over his left shoulder. White pyro comes cascading down as Stephen Joseph holds his arms out in a crucified position with the OAOAST World Heavyweight Championship belt shining around his waist. PYRO~! PYRO~!! PYRO~!!! PYRO~!!!! Popick turns around. He looks at PR, who looks at Vitamin X. The three men start walking down the entrance ramp as “Bling-Bling” continues playing. Dollar signs are superimposed over the entrance ramp. *DING DING DING* MICHAEL BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a semi-final match in the tournament to crown the first ever OAOAST Six-Man Tag Team Champions, and is scheduled for one fall with a 45 minute T.V. time limit. Introducing first. Coming to the ring at this time. At a total combined weight of 693 lbs. The team of Vitamin X, the OAOAST 24/7 Champion, “The Corporate Champion” Tha Puerto Rican, AND the One And Only AngleSault Thread World Heavyweight Champion, STEPHEN JOSSSEPPPPHHHHHHHHHH POOOPPPPPPPIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICCCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!! The three hated heels continue their walk to the ring. Chants of “P.R. SUCKS!” fill the arena. Vitamin X jaws with the fans, and then continues bobbing his head to his theme song. COLE Well this will certainly be an interesting matchup. This match will feature six of the most talented superstars in the OAOAST today battling it out for a chance to be in the Finals of the Six-Man Tag Team Championship Tournament this Sunday at Climax! COACH Yeah. And PRL, Popick, and VX win, then that means that all three men will have to wrestle TWICE on Sunday! COLE You’re right, Coach. PRL will be involved in ANOTHER Six-Man Tag Team Match teaming up with Cuban Wall and Mr. Boricua to take on Colombian Heat, Spanish Fly, and John “Rock Hard” Brickston. Vitamin X will meet Otaku II in a No Disqualification Match. And in the main event, Stephen Joseph will defend the OAOAST Title against Peter Knight! PRL holds the ropes for Stephen Joseph to enter. PRL enters the ring next. He spins around, soaking in the jeers of the fans. Tha Puerto Rican does the HBK-muscle pose while pyro goes off behind him. The crowd boos. PR and Vitamin X stand in the middle of the center. They glance at each other, and then do The Lightning Crew Salute! Stephen Joseph applauds both men. PRL and Popick then get on opposite turnbuckles, and raise their belts in the air, garnering loud boos. VX applauds both of them. COACH You know, Vitamin X is the only member of this team that doesn’t hold a title. COLE Well, that could change this Sunday at Climax, if VX is able to get past Alfdogg, Thunderkid, and Reject tonight! PRL and Popick get off the turnbuckles and head over to Vitamin X to talk strategy. While they talk, “Bling-Bling” by The B.G. featuring The Big Tymers and Hot Boys dies down. CABOOSE I wish the roles were reversed, and it was Vitamin X holding the World Title and Popick was the one who was belt-less. COLE I’m sure there are a few wrestlers in the back who feel the same way. COACH Not Otaku. The lights go out in the arena. The opening drum beat to “Magnum Opus: Father Padilla Meets The Perfect Gnat/Howling At The Moon” by Kansas starts playing. After 33 seconds, the keyboard and guitar come in, and a white strobe light lights up the entrance ramp. The crowd cheers. The entrance doors slide open, and out come Alfdogg, Thunderkid, and Reject. The crowd cheers louder. The three men look at the crowd, and then start walking down the entrance ramp. BUFFER And their opponents. At a total combined weight of 715 lbs. The team of Thunderkid, Reject, AND the former OAOAST Heavyweight Champion of the WOOOOOOORRRRRRLLLLLDDDDDDDDDDDDD, ALLFFFDOOOOOOOGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!! COLE Alfdogg, Reject, and Thunderkid are one of the favorites to win the Six-Man Titles. They have shown time and time again to be a great team. CABOOSE Yeah, but they’re going up against PRL and Vitamin X. Those two are a great team as well. Infact, PRL and any member of The Lightning Crew makes for a great team. They’re the most feared stable in wrestling for a reason. Thunderkid, Alfdogg, and Reject enter the ring. PR, Popick, and VX stand in the opposite turnbuckle, staring at them. Alfdogg acknowledges the fans, and the lights go back on in the arena. PRL and Popick kiss their respective titles and hand them over to a ring attendant. Referee Nick Patrick checks on Alfdogg, Thunderkid, and Reject, then checks on PR, Popick, and VX. He then calls for the bell as “Magnum Opus: Father Padilla Meets The Perfect Gnat/Howling At The Moon” by Kansas dies down. *DING DING DING* OAOAST SIX-MAN TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP SEMI-FINAL MATCH ALFDOGG, REJECT, & THUNDERKID vs. “THE CORPORATE CHAMPION” THA PUERTO RICAN, VITAMIN X, & STEPHEN JOSEPH POPICK PRL, Vitamin X, and Popick discuss who’s going first. VX agrees to go first. Thunderkid goes first for his team. COLE There is some history between these two teams. PRL has wrestled Alfdogg and Reject before, infact Alfdogg became the OAOAST Heartland Champion by defeating Tha Puerto Rican back on June 30th! Vitamin X and Thunderkid circle each other to start. They lock up. VX and TK jockey for position. TK gets a headlock. He brings VX to his knees thanks to the hold. X elbows Thunderkid in the gut. He does it several times. Vitamin X punches Thunderkid in the face. He then drives the point of his left elbow onto the top of TK’s head. VX then bounces off the ropes…right into a SPEAR~! from Thunderkid! COLE Whoa! Did you see that? That nearly took Vitamin X’s head off! Thunderkid gets on top of Vitamin X and starts pounding on him. TK then picks up VX and whips him into the ropes. Bicycle Kick! Thunderkid makes the tag to Reject. Vitamin X is just getting up as Reject enters the ring. Thunderkid grabs Reject and lifts him up for a vertical suplex. TK brings him down so that Reject’s ankles are around X’s neck. TK then spins Reject around, and Reject catches the top rope and pulls himself over, taking Vitamin X to the floor! COLE Nice double team move from Thunderkid and Reject! CABOOSE Oh no. This isn’t going so good for X. COLE Will Vitamin X be able to recover? Who will move on to the Finals this Sunday at Climax? We’re going to take our last commercial break, and we’ll be right back with more HeldDOWN~! right after this. (COMMERCIAL BREAK) We return to HeldDOWN~! with Vitamin X giving Reject a side suplex. COLE Back on HeldDOWN~!. And fans, during the break, Vitamin X gained control, but through nefarious means, giving Reject a low blow while the referee was being distracted by PRL! CABOOSE Well, you gotta do what you gotta do. You do realize what’s at stake with this match? Vitamin X knows what’s at stake, and that’s why he gave Reject a low blow. Vitamin X does a cool high five with Tha Puerto Rican, tagging him in. CABOOSE That was so cool. Did you see that? COLE (Deadpan) Yeah. CABOOSE Well, you wouldn’t know cool if it bit you in the ass. The crowd boos LOUDLY! “P.R. SUCKS!” chants start up as Tha Puerto Rican does some shaky leg kicks on Reject. PRL Come on jabrony. Tha Puerto Rican picks up Reject and sizes him up. He starts nailing him with Rock-style punches to the temple. Left. Left. Spit. Left and Reject goes down! PR picks up Reject and Irish whips him into the ropes. Reject reverses, and then NAILS PRL with a spinning heel kick! Reject sees that PRL is down, so he heads to the ropes, and does the Rolling Thunder. That MISSES! CABOOSE Too early to do that move Reject! You should have softened PRL up some more! COLE PR is back on the attack as this match continues. The Corporate Champ picks up Reject and punches him in the face several times. PRL grabs Reject’s right arm and whips him into a turnbuckle. PRL follows with the Stinger Splash! Reject stumbles out of the turnbuckle, right into a Samoan Drop from PRL. PRL applauds himself after the move drawing boos. COLE Such arrogance! I can’t believe this man has been the 24/7 Champion for 9 months now! CABOOSE BELIEVE IT, Cole! Because his title reign ain’t ending anytime soon. “P.R. SUCKS!” “The Corporate Champion” Tha Puerto Rican walks over to his “Career Consultant” Stephen Joseph Popick, and tags him in. The crowd is the loudest they’ve been all match, booing the shit out of Stephen Joseph. Popick greets the crowd with a sly smile on his face, waving to them. COLE There’s our World Heavyweight Champion! CABOOSE UGH! Stephen Joseph stands over Reject and kicks him in the head. He then does it a second time for fun. Popick taunts Reject to get up. He picks up Reject, BUT SUDDENLY, Reject grabs Popick, and rolls him up in a small package! 1… 2… KICKOUT! COLE Reject was playing possum! SJ is ticked off, so he rushes forward, but gets hit with a spinning wheel kick from the man from New York! Reject picks up Popick and whips him into the ropes. Dropkick from Reject! Popick gets back up, so Reject whips him into the ropes again. Hurricarana! Reject makes the tag to Alfdogg, and the crowd cheers. COLE And here we go. It’s a former World Heavyweight Champion going up against the current World Heavyweight Champion! CABOOSE Come on Alf! Rip his freaking head off! Alfdogg goes on the assault on Stephen Joseph. He kicks SJ in the face and stomach several times. He grabs SJ in a facelock, and then gives him a snap suplex. Alf whips Popick into the ropes. When Popick bounces off the ropes, Alf grabs him, and gives him a belly-to-belly suplex that sends him to his corner! COLE Stephen Joseph went sailing half way across the ring thanks to that move! Popick notices that he’s next to his corner, so he tags in Tha Puerto Rican. Puerto is energized, jumping up and down. COLE Now Tha Puerto Rican is going to fight Alfdogg in the ring for the first time since June when he lost the Heartland Championship to him! CABOOSE It’s payback time for Tha Puerto Rican! PRL and Alfdogg stare at each other. PR trash talks Alf, then does the “Just bring it!” hand gesture. The crowd starts booing and chanting “P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS!” PRL sneers at the fans. He locks up with Alfdogg. Puerto gets a headlock. Alf escapes and whips PRL into the ropes. PRL does a leapfrog over him. He then does a reverse leapfrog. PRL and Alfdogg stop and stare at each other once again. PR stares at him and yells… PUERTO RICAN PREPARE TO SUFFER YOUR DOOM~!!! PR lets out a mighty roar, and charges…right into a SPINEEEEEEBUSTER FROM ALFDOGG! Arn Anderson Style! COLE And so much for that. COACH Yeah. Alf covers PRL for two. The former OAOAST Heartland Champion waits for Tha Puerto Rican to get up. He taunts PRL as he gets to one knee. Once PRL is at a vertical base, he turns around… *KA-POW~!* Right into a SUPERKICK from Alfdogg! PRL crumbles onto the mat! COLE Alfdogg’s going for the cover! Could this be it? ONE! TWO! THREE! VITAMIN X DOES THE LEAP OF FAITH ONTO ALFDOGG BREAKING THE COUNT!!! CABOOSE Yes! Way to go! That’s the way to do it! COLE And Vitamin X just saved his team from possibly being eliminated from this tournament. Vitamin X taunts Alfdogg, and then does the Shane-O-Mac Shuffle to boos. Referee Nick Patrick tries to force VX to get back onto the ring apron. While this is going on, Alfdogg and Tha Puerto Rican are getting up. When Alf goes to PR, PR scratches him in the eyes. COLE Come on ref! Why isn’t he seeing this? CABOOSE Because he’s arguing with Vitamin X? COLE Still, he should notice this! Vitamin X finally gets onto the ring apron. PRL is up and punching Alfdogg in the face. Tha Puerto Rican gives Alfdogg a bodyslam! PR heads to the outside and climbs the top rope. The crowd starts cheering, sensing what is coming up next. COLE Uh-oh. Alfdogg maybe in trouble. CABOOSE You’re damn right he’s in trouble. PRL removes his left elbowpad and throws it to the crowd. He does some weird hand signals, and then leaps off the top rope doing the Corporate Elbowdrop onto Alfdogg! COLE The Corporate Elbowdrop connects! Instead of making the cover, PRL tags Popick in. Stephen Joseph drops an elbow onto the chest of Alf. He then picks up Alfdogg, and lifts him up, giving him a high angle neckbreaker! SJP heads to the top rope. He dares Alfdogg to get up. COLE I have no idea what’s going to happen next. Alfdogg gets up. Stephen Joseph jumps off the top rope, grabs Alfdogg in mid-air, and gives him a bulldog! COACH The bulldog from the top rope! That had to hurt Joseph as much as Alfdogg! SJP covers Alfdogg. 1….2….KICKOUT! COLE This match isn’t over yet! SJ mutters something to himself. He then picks up Alfdogg and punches him in the face several times. Suddenly, the crowd starts cheering. Really loudly infact. Because someone just grabbed Vitamin X and pulled him off the ring apron! COLE It’s Otaku II! Vitamin X attacked Otaku II earlier, and now he’s returning the favor! COACH These two are going to meet this Sunday in a No Disqualification Match, and we’re getting a little preview of that match right now! CABOOSE Ah! Get away from him you masked freak! Don’t you see that he has a match to win? This is neither the time nor the place to do such a thing! Vitamin X and Otaku II are still brawling on the outside while the crowd cheers. Otaku is furious at VX, and is in control of him. Vitamin X goes over the barricade, in an effort to escape Otaku II. COLE Wait. Where’s he going? He-he still has a match to finish! CABOOSE Come back here, X! Come back! You need to finish this match! PRL NEEDS YOU to finish this match! For the love of God, please come back! Vitamin X is walking through the crowd, Otaku II following him. Otaku is still furious, while VX is starting to get worry. COLE They’re going through the crowd. Hey guys, I think Vitamin X is leaving this match! COACH He’s leaving PRL and Popick on their owns against Alfdogg, Thunderkid, and Reject? COLE Yeah. I think so. Look, Vitamin X is gone. And so is Otaku! VX doesn’t want anything to do with Otaku until Sunday! CABOOSE AAAAHHH! No! No! That’s not fair. This match shouldn’t go this way! This is unfair! This is a handicap match now! PRL and Popick are stunned at what they’ve just seen. The crowd is cheering, loving the fact that PRL and Popick are at a disadvantage. COACH Now Tha Puerto Rican and Stephen Joseph are at a 2-on-3 disadvantage. This is now a handicap match! COLE Well, if Vitamin X hadn’t attacked Otaku II in the parking lot earlier, than none of this would have happened. CABOOSE Oh shut up! This is not a good situation for Tha Puerto Rican! He’s on his own now! How’s he gonna fight this? PRL and Stephen Joseph discuss a plan. Puerto Rican holds up Alfdogg. Stephen Joseph bounces off the ropes, but Alfdogg ducks, and Stephen Joseph hits Tha Puerto Rican instead! COLE Oops! I don’t think that was supposed to happen. Popick apologizes to Tha Puerto Rican. He goes to attack Alfdogg, but Alfdogg grabs him and gives him a T-Bone Suplex! Alfdogg then does a standing moonsault onto Popick. He goes for the cover. 1…. 2…. POPICK PUTS HIS RIGHT SHOULDER UP! Alfdogg picks up Stephen Joseph. Meanwhile, Tha Puerto Rican is finally recovering and is back on the ring apron. Alf punches Stephen Joseph in the face several times. He does a Fisherman’s Suplex on Popick! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT AT 2.999999999999999999!!! Alf remains calm, picking Stephen Joseph up. He grabs his head and taunts him. ALFDOGG YOU DON’T DESERVE THE TITLE, BITCH! Alf places Stephen Joseph in between his legs in a standing headscissors. The crowd buzzes in anticipation of Alf’s next move. Alfdogg lifts up Stephen Joseph in the air, and DROPS him HARD with the POWERBOMB! COLE POWERBOMB! POWERBOMB! This could be it! This could be all over! Alfdogg can get the win here! Alfdogg covers Stephen Joseph. 1… 2… 2 ½ 2.9999999999999999999 Tha Puerto Rican kicks Alfdogg in the back of the head! He lays into Alfdogg with lefts and rights, pummeling the former Heartland Champion. COLE Alfdogg could have won the match right there for his team if it weren’t for Tha Puerto Rican! CABOOSE Yeah! Yeah! Kick him! Punch him! Kick him again! P.R. gives Alfdogg some European Uppercuts as the crowd starts chanting “P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS!” again. P.R. whips Alfdogg into the ropes. Tilt-A-Whirl Backbreaker! PR walks over to Alfdogg’s corner and knocks out Reject with one punch! He then does the same with Thunderkid. However, referee Nick Patrick orders PRL to go back to his corner. PRL obliges, knowing that he just took out all three of his opponents. Or so he thinks. COLE There are bodies laying everywhere! Alfdogg is on the mat. Reject is on the outside. So is Thunderkid. Stephen Joseph is the only one getting up. CABOOSE Oh. I hate this. But this also means that PR will win! I’m so torn. The crowd boos loudly as the OAOAST World Champion is on his feet, walking slowly towards Alfdogg. The fatigue is setting in for Stephen. He wipes the sweat off his forehead, and then picks up Alfdogg with a smile on his face. Suddenly, the crowd turns their attention to the entrance again. Because from the entrance comes the #1 Contender to the OAOAST World Heavyweight Championship, Peter Knight. COLE Now Peter Knight is out here! COACH What’s PK doing out here now? COLE He’s going to face Stephen Joseph at Climax in 3 days, so I guess he’s checking out his opponent. PK stands on the entrance stage staring at Stephen Joseph. Popick notices Knight and gets annoyed. Popick points at him, threatening him with bodily harm. This allows Alfdogg the opportunity to punch Popick in the stomach several times. He does it enough that he regains control. Alfdogg whips SJ into the ropes, SJ reverses, and knees Alf in the stomach. SJ quickly grabs Alf and gives him a wheelbarrow suplex! Popick picks Alf up, and slaps him in the face! He then whips Alf into the ropes. Alf reverses that, and then goes for a clothesline. Popick ducks, grabs Alfdogg from behind and gives him a German Suplex! Stephen stands over Alfdogg, waiting for him to get up, while at the same time looking at Peter Knight, who is still on the entrance stage. CABOOSE I hope Peter Knight is getting all the pointers he needs to beat Stephen Joseph this Sunday at Climax. Alfdogg gets up. Popick kicks him in the stomach, and delivers a X-Factor! He gets up and plays to the crowd. He then points to Peter Knight. STEPHEN JOSEPH POPICK That’s just a preview of what you’ll get at Climax! The crowd boos. “ASS-HOLE! ASS-HOLE! ASS-HOLE! ASS-HOLE!” COLE These fans are letting Stephen Joseph know exactly how they feel! CABOOSE And I agree with them. For once. Stephen Joseph ignores the chants, and punches Alfdogg in the face. Meanwhile, Peter Knight decides to head down to ringside for a closer inspection. COLE Peter Knight is coming down to the ring! Popick applies a wristlock on Alfdogg. While he does this, PK walks over to the timekeeper’s table, where the OAOAST World Heavyweight Title belt is. PK grabs the OAOAST World Heavyweight Championship belt and looks at it with a sly smile on his face. COLE Peter Knight is touching Stephen Joseph’s property! CABOOSE It’ll become PETER KNIGHT’S property this Sunday! Mark my words. Popick does a wristlock suplex on Alfdogg. He notices PK staring at his OAOAST Title belt. Popick gets PISSED~! COLE I can’t blame Stephen Joseph for getting angry. It is HIS belt, after all! Stephen Joseph stands up and yells at Knight. POPICK Hey! Hey! Get your hands away from my belt! You hear me? GET YOUR HANDS AWAY FROM MY BELT! THAT’S MINE! PRL joins in on the yelling. Peter Knight just stands there holding the OAOAST Title belt. COLE What’s he doing? CABOOSE It looks like he’s trying to psych him out before their match at Climax! And I say it’s working! Good job, Knight! POPICK Do you see YOUR name on that belt? UH-UH! MY name is on the belt! Not YOURS! So give my back my belt or else I’ll— Alfdogg rolls Popick up! ONE! TWO!! TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! COLE Alfdogg almost got the win right there! CABOOSE Drats! SJ is shocked. Peter Knight smiles at Popick and then walks up the entrance ramp, still carrying the OAOAST World Heavyweight Title belt. The crowd cheers. COLE What’s Peter Knight doing? COACH He’s walking away with Stephen Joseph’s belt! COLE Stephen Joseph can’t believe it! I think he forgot there’s a match going on! Stephen Joseph’s face is now red. He shakes his fist IN ANGER~! Peter Knight stands on top of the entrance stage and raises the OAOAST Title belt over his head. The crowd cheers loudly. COLE Is this the future? Is Peter Knight giving Stephen Joseph Popick a preview of what’s to come this Sunday at Climax? CABOOSE Oh please God. Let it come true. Please? COLE Peter Knight has made Stephen Joseph lose his concentration in this match. And this match is for a trip to the finals of the Six-Man Tag Team Title Tournament! PK straps the World Title around his waist. He poses with the OAOAST World Title belt around his waist. By now, SJ looks like he’s about to blow a gasket. STEPHEN JOSEPH GIVE ME MY FUCKING BELT BACK! SJ tells PR to go get the belt back for him. PR nods, and leaves the ring apron to go to the entrance stage. COLE Now PRL is leaving! That means Popick is at a 1-on-3 disadvantage. PRL demands that PK hand over the belt. PK shakes his head. PRL asks PK to hand him the belt again. PK shakes his head. PRL gets pissed and orders him to hand him the belt or he’ll kick PK’s ass. Peter Knight laughs it off. PR gets angry. He glances at PK, and then walks away. 5 seconds later, he charges forward, trying to just take the belt away from around his waist. PK moves out of the way, and PRL hits the ground face first! The crowd laughs, and so does PK. PK walks down the entrance ramp again, holding the OAOAST World Title belt over his head. PRL blows a gasket and chases after him, resulting in a cat and mouse chase around ringside! COLE Tha Puerto Rican is chasing Peter Knight around the ring for the OAOAST World Title belt. COACH Suddenly I’m reminded of the Tom & Jerry cartoons for some reason. PRL chases Peter Knight around the ringside area. Finally, referee Nick Patrick gets out of the ring and tells PRL to stop chasing PK around. PRL argues with the referee. COLE Referee Nick Patrick is telling PRL to get back into the ring and continue the match. COACH PRL isn’t going to stop until he has the OAOAST World Title belt. PRL continues arguing with Nick Patrick. Meanwhile, Peter Knight has entered the ring with the OAOAST World Heavyweight Title belt in his possession. The crowd starts to get excited, sensing something is going to happen. COACH What the hell is PK doing? There’s still a match going on! COLE Well, the referee is preoccupied with PRL. Peter Knight waits for Stephen Joseph Popick to turn around. Once he does… *BAM!* Peter Knight BLASTS Stephen Joseph with a ::BELTSHOT::!!! COLE Peter Knight has knocked out Stephen Joseph! CABOOSE Yeah! All right! Way to go! Way to go! The crowd is going crazy. PK has a smile on his face as he leaves the ring with the OAOAST World Title belt in his hands. Alfdogg sees SJ lying on the mat knocked out. He looks at the crowd, and then looks at his partners. They say yes. So Alfdogg climbs the top rope. COLE Could this be it? CABOOSE I sure hope so! Alfdogg gets on the top rope. Thunderkid and Reject tell him to finish Stephen Joseph off. PRL is still arguing with referee Nick Patrick. FIVE-STAR ALF SPLASH~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111111111111111111111111111 COLE He hit it! He connected with the Five-Star Alf Splash! Referee Nick Patrick notices the Frog Splash. He gets in the ring to count. 1… 2… 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *DING DING DING* (11:23) COLE Alfdogg, Thunderkid, and Reject are going to Climax to compete for the chance to become OAOAST Six-Man Tag Team Champions! “Magnum Opus: Father Padilla Meets The Perfect Gnat/Howling At The Moon” by Kansas starts playing. Thunderkid and Reject enter the ring to celebrate with the tired Alfdogg, who barely has the energy to raise his hands in victory. PRL is upset at the lost. COLE Alfdogg, Thunderkid, and Reject are now just one win away from being crowned the first ever Six-Man Tag Team Champions! CABOOSE Yeah, and the best part is: Popick doesn’t have a shot to hold another belt! Woo-hoo! Knight nods and applauds the winning team as PRL attempts to revive Stephen Joseph. Joseph, holding his head in pain, hears Alf's music playing and gets the bad news from PRL, immediately shooting a hard stare at Knight as PK puts the World Title belt on the apron, shrugging his shoulders and mouthing the word "sorry". COLE Joseph cost Knight his match, so PK just returned the favor. Livid, Stephen Joseph is helped up by PRL and yells every obscenity in the book in the direction of Knight, who simply stands there, still with a smirk on his face. SJ is finally pushed over the top and steps through the ropes to the floor, wanting to go right here and now. CABOOSE We're Climaxing early!! Knight gets ready for a fight......but suddenly the arena lights go out. COLE What the...? The arena is lit up in a blood red glow as the drumbeats of I'm On A High start pulsing through the PA. "YEAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!" COACH No, not now.... BOOOOOOOOMMMMM!!!!!" "I'M ON A HIGH!!!" COLE It's AXEL!!! Indeed, the former World Champion appears at the entranceway, not even stopping to do his trademark crucifix pose before stomping down the aisle, though before he can do any damage, a large group of officials (including GM Calvin Szechstein) sprint down and keep Axel back. Axel screams at Joseph, who returns the words, but Knight simply stands there, eyes focused on the World Title belt held by Stephen Joseph. COLE A volatile situation just got a can of gasoline dumped on it. Peter Knight knows where his focus is, but what is Axel's motives? We'll find out this Sunday at Climax. We're back in the States next week with all the fallout, folks. For Caboose and Coach, thanks for watching!!! Fade Out Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
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