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The Saga

Prologue

 

:::Choken One and CWM stroll into the room:

 

:::Fook sits still and puts his chest on D as CO and CWM stalk around the chair::

 

:::CWM nods to CO:

 

:CO walks over to Fook's Chair and lifts it up and escorts Fook out::

 

CWM: Good Job Choke

Choke: When will these punks ever learn?

 

:::Fook bangs on the door sobbing begging for re-admitance:::

 

CHOKE: FUCK OFF. Go post whore around and MAYBE we'll speak again.

 

:Steps over Saturnmark:::

 

Look you want to join the A-Team?

 

You see that door right there that says

 

"COBAINWASMURDERED" with the nifty little fucking star...Talk to him...He'll get you MADE.

 

Since Me and CWM decided to UNITE and OWN your asses...

 

Currently...We have only 24 A-TEAM members...It's an EXCLUSIVE club...

 

The rest of the board breaks down into

 

B TEAM

C TEAM

D TEAM

F TEAM

and

Incomplete Team

 

Caboose...You fall in the B team. Good Place to be and your like a Outfielder in the Cincinnati Reds Minors farm...Bound to get called up to the show...

 

Adam: I will now, and will forever be known as 'The Chosun One', Blue Chipper of the A-Team.

 

My inner CWM and my outer Choken are being shown. Hey, seeing as we are the A-Team, who is our fourth member?

 

Choken One: The fourth Member is Secrectly training in the depths of the Rocky Mountains hidden under surface preparing to ABSOLVE the sins of the posters whom have lost the way.

 

Remember, Channel your energies and CALL out the spirit of CWM and Choken One.

 

:::Phone Rings:::

 

Choken one: Hello, Welcome to A-Team Productions

FOOK(digused as Beast): I wanna buy 4 of your tapes

Choken: The Training tapes or the secrect A.S/Dames Gay Tryst special edition?

Fook: Umm...Both.

Choken: Good Choice Sir. I will need some infomation before I place your order...

Fook: Erm...Sure.

Choken: What's your Post Name?

Fook: Fo...Umm...Murmuring Beast.

Choken: Who?

Fook: Murmuring Beast? U know him? I mean me?

Choken:.....SURE! Of course. I'll need your Credit Card Number and that would be all sir.

Fook: BEEP. (Edited for Security reasons)

Choken: (Thinks to self...Idiot Wanna bes) Thank You very much sir and don't forget WE here at A Team Productions love you much...Please enjoy your day.

 

:::Choken One Hangs Phone Up::::

 

Choken: This shit is too easy...

 

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In Ohio...In Choken One's Backyard...Poolside.

 

Two God Sculptured Messiahs sip Mai-Tais as an young man fluffs their towels...

 

CWM: Ah...This is the life Choken...

Choken: Yep...Yep...a nice change of scenario from the Trees right?

CWM: Indeed my Post Whoreing partner...Thanks for flying me out here on That Privite Jet of yours. The "SERVICE" was incredible.

Choken: All right...I gotta tell the truth...That wasn't on my accord..I charged it to TSM'S personal card. Dames gave me EXCLUSIVE use of the card.

CWM: Who else deserves it more BABY!?!

 

Choken: Seriously...We really gotta do something about this 4th Member deal...

CWM: Yeah...I still don't know about the CHOSUN ONE over there...

Choken: Eh...He mastered the art of CWMOSITY and CHOKETALITY. He is a worthy inclusion.

CWM: Yea...No question but I just don't know about those spots on his Ass cheek...

Choken: Yeah...I had those same Qualms So I flew out Dr. Tom and had him check CHOSUN ONE out...He's clean.

CWM: You do know that he isn't a REAL doctor right?

Choken:.....Yeah.

CWM: Cool. So yeah I have NO idea who should be the the 4th guy...

Choken: I say we have a TALENT show and let these fuckers entertain us and then we'll draw a name out of the hat...

CWM: Works for me.

 

:::CHOKEN AND CWM laugh as CHOSUN ONE LEAPS nakedily into the large pool::

 

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:::Choken One is Stoned Face:::

 

 

Beast: I love you Chokey...

 

:::CWM arrives with CHOSUN ONE behind him:::

 

Beast: Oh Hello Guys...Umm...You guys want A beer or something?

 

Choken: CHOSUN...Do you job.

 

Chosun: Yes, I shall showcase the lessons I've learned of CWMOSITY and CHOKETALITY.

 

:::CHOSUN fakes a right Punch as Beast ducks and chuckles and looks up as CHOSUN elbows him in the eye:::

 

CHOSUN: Now What?

 

CWM: Hog-Tie him and send him to Anglesault...A.S is good people.

 

CHOSUN: YES SIR.

 

Choken: Good...Let's go to the Strip Club Fellas...I'm feeling Generous tonight...I might even bring my 5's...

 

:::Time passes:::

 

:::CHOSUN ONE PIMP SLAPS BEAST:::

 

Chosun one: Don't you realize YOUR TYPE OF PEOPLE aren't allowed around us...I earned my spot damn it...You ARE NOT worthy of groveling for their attention...

 

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:::CHOKEN, CWM AND CHOSUN are seen on a Yacht eating Lobster:::

 

CWM: Little Dry Don't you think?

Choken: Eh...Mine's good

Chosun: I hate to bring up business but what do we do with that fucking beast bitch?

CWM: Young Prodigy...I thought you shipped him to AS?

CHOSUN: I did...A.S sent it back...He was busy with Barron...

Choken: Damn. I knew he liked Dwarfs...

CWM:Well...Can't we just kill him?

CHOSUN: I thought about that but Dames said MAIMING of fellow Posters is a MAJOR no-no.

Choken:Well...We're screwed.

CHOSUN: Why don't we let the kid in and end this shit?

CWM&CHOKEN: GET THE FUCK OFF OUR YACHT! GET YOUR ASS BACK TO THE BASEMENT AND RE-EVALUATE YOUR A-TEAM HANDBOOK!

Chosun: Sorry...

 

:::CHOSUN curses at himself as he runs away:::

 

:::AngleSault wakes up to the sound of the doorbell ringing:::

 

A.S walks out of his bedroom in his black sweats and softly turns on Aerosmith and goes to the door and sees a BOX sitting there...

 

Barron walks out of the bedroom shortly after that...

 

A.S stares at the box...

 

BARRON: OHHHH WHAT'S IN THE FUUCCCKING BOX?!

 

To be continued...

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Chapter 1

 

Barron: Hey, it's my life-size naked William Regal doll ... I mean, his life-size naked William Regal doll.

 

:::Meanwhile Choken One and CWM are in the kitchen making Sandwiches:::

 

CWM: mayo? Gross

Choken; What? I like Mayo fuck you

CWM: Freak.

Choken: Did CHOSUN do that thing?

CWM: What thing?

Choken: The thing...

CWM: What Fucking Thing?

Choken: The fucking thing...

CWM: What the fuck? Thing? What Thing?

Choken: The thing with the box...

CWM: Yeah...God That shit was gross.

 

:::Chosun Arrives:::

 

CWM: Hey...Good job on the thing...

Chosun: Glad to make you happy sir...

Choken: That reminds me...Dames wanted me to send him that Life Size Regal Nude Doll for Barron's birthday...You sent it right CHOSUN?

CWM: Heh

Chosun:...Nude Doll?

Choken: Yeah...

Chosun: Umm....

CHoken: What?

Cwm: Ah SHIT!

 

::Else wheres in NYC:::

 

:::Dames rubs his Dog's Rosco's head after an long night of fun and walks to the door for the Mail::

 

:::A Box Is sitting on the porch::

 

Dames: A Box? Ah Must be The Doll Choken Sent...

 

:::Opens Box:::

 

DAMES: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! SHIT! SHIT! OH MY FUCKING GOD! AHHH!!!! HELP! AW FUCK!

 

:::At TSM HeadQuarters:::

 

:::Choken, CWM and CHOSUN sit in a office:::

 

Choken: Good Going CHOSUN. Your incompentence FUCKED us. HARD.

CHOSUN: LOOK! I AM SO SO SO SORRY! :::CRIES:::

CWM: LITTLE BITCH! Where did it say in the A-TEAM handbook that you could cry?

 

:::Dames walks in the office...dressed to the dimes:::

 

Dames: All right boys...straight to the point. WHAT THE HELL was *THAT* shit with the fucking box?

 

Choken: Well...CHOSUN here made a *little* mistake and ummm...sent the wrong box. It was meant for Anglesault..

 

Dames: Well...That was just creepy motherfucking shit right there ya know...

 

CWM: We realize that sir and we regret you had to see it...

 

Dames: Luckily...The poor boy's parents decided NOT to press charges against TSM. HOWEVER! CHOKEN...CWM...CHOSUN...YOU ALL ARE ON PROBATION!

 

CHOKEN: WHAT? Aw fuck...that's bullshit.

 

Dames: You see that sign on the door? UNFUCKWITHABLE. Now get the fuck out of my building.

 

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:::A-Team boards the TSM privite Jet:::

 

Chosun: What Now?

CWM: Blood...

Choken: Chaos...

CWM: War...

Choken:....Revenge.

 

Chosun: How you figure that?

CWM: You'll see...

Choken: This will be the greatest and most tragic occurance in TSM History...

CWM: It's about to go all out...Are you ready CHOSUN?

Chosun: Hell Yeah

Choken: Good...Hey pilot...Change of plans...We're going to Canada.

 

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Meanwhile somewhere in Canada ...

 

The Ghost of the Beast begins to haunt the dreams of the A-Team.

 

CHOSUN: I wet the bed

 

Choken: You always wet the bed

 

CHOSUN: Did you have the same dream?

 

Choken: Yea, the one where the girl comes into your room and you feel all special?

 

CHOSUN: Hey, don't spoil it for the rest of us.

 

A creak in the floorboards is heard and they both hide under the covers. It's turns out it's only Dames.

 

Dames: Hey guys, anyone want any UNFUCKWITHABLE cookies that I baked. Here .. -drops plate - Holy Shit, what is that?

 

Expecting the worst, CHOSUN and Choken turn slowly around only to see old man Henderson pumping iron.

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It wasn't until I went back and read the State of America stuff—that which I participated in and was once so fond of—from '02 that I realized how stupid it all was. So, chave isn't really reading this shit he's posting or he actually thinks this is still entertaining. I'm leaning towards the latter, personally.

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It wasn't until I went back and read the State of America stuff—that which I participated in and was once so fond of—from '02 that I realized how stupid it all was.

Yeah, my WWE Folder stuff that I had enjoyed at the time really seems kind of dumb now. But I upset Coffey, so I guess it was all worth it.

 

Speaking of past board activities, rumor has it that Edwin has some e-fed skeletons in his closet.

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Chapter 2

 

 

fter Sending Old Man Henderson to the farm and Dames is ambushed and sent back to NYC...

 

 

THE A-TEAM sit in the Jet and scheme the plan of RUIN!

 

CWM: It's clear...We can't execute this plan unless we employ a 4th Man...

Choken: Yeah but Who...

Chosun: No Idea..

 

:::A toilet flushes and out steps a shadow of a Man:::

 

Choken: How the fuck did you get on our plane Anglesault?

AngleSault: Well...Barron is on good terms with Dames so he snuck me in here while you guys ate his cookies...

CWS: Well...What are you doing here?

Chosun: This is A-Team Business.

Anglesault: Well...Truth be told...I've heard about your DIABOLICAL intentions and hell..I want in on it.

Choken: You want to be #4?

A.S: I'm best choice.

CWM: I dunno...Ya know his ego will try to take us over...

Chosun: Well...Its only a matter of time before you two kill each other over leadership...

Choken: Whadda mean? I'm overall leader here...

CWM: Really...Heh...I wasn't aware of that I thought we were TEAM.

A.S: Calm down fellas...Let's just work on this plan...

 

::CHOKEN ONE STANDS UP TO A.S::

 

CHOKEN: OUR RULES...OUR TURF...OUR GAME...Understood?

 

AngleSault: Yeah, Understood. Damn Freaking Understood.

 

On the plane:

 

Pilot: Sorry guys, but I'm gonna have to land this thing. I'm picking up some sort of reading.

 

AngleSault: Damn, I was looking forward to meeting Scott Keith today.

 

They look out the window and see a strange floating cloud type thing. They all immediately think that it's the Beast's ghost, but it turns out that it's an arm off the William Regal doll.

 

Choken: How did that get there?

 

Barron walks out the toilet, a ragged PWI Regal special in his hands.

 

Barron: Hi guys. I heard you needed a 4th man. Well, I'm here.

 

Anglesault: Hey, I'm the fourth man!

 

The plane lands ...

 

:::Angle Sault and Barron are bickering down on the Air way:::

 

Choken: Just great How did these 2 assholes get into this gig...

CWM: At least we didn't tell them the true plan...

Chosun: That was a good Choken...Making them think we're in Canada to Meet Scott Keith so he can take over the board just like OLD DAYS!

Choken: Hey...They are the rubes that fell for it

CWM: So...What do we do? Send them towards SK and say we'll meet them later?

Choken: Nah...Bring them with us...BID THEIR BLOOD. When we get too our location...He-He...A.S will BURST into tears...

 

CWM: Exactly...When he sees that Beautiful godness all chained and gagged...He'll break into fucking pieces...This will be the greatest day in TSM history...

CHOSUN: WHOO!

Choken: Just think about it...Who is the most COVETED player around here? Exactly...Canadian Chick.

CWM: Such a Shame She has to be used as a Pawn in our sick web of deceit...

 

Anglesault: All right well...Let's get going...SK is a busy guy you know...

Choken: Yeah...Good Point AS...

 

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::Elsewhere, Mario forms the C-Team which is only big enough for his ego, so he is kicked out of his own team right away!::

 

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Meanwhile:

 

Choken: And you're sure this is Keith's house?!

 

Anglesault: Well, yea, look at all the Pizza Hut boxes

 

Choken: True -rings doorbell which sings "whoo"

 

Anglesault: Aw, for the love of - Scott, Hi

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CHAPTER 3

 

Choken and CWM walk from the door...

 

 

Choken: What a idiot. All we had to do was follow the aroma of Pizza Hut Boxes and Naturally AS thinks it's Scott...So what do we do? He lagging us down from our C.C kidnapping?

 

CWM: He'll figure it out...

 

ANGLESAULT: SON OF A BITCH! That wasn't Scott Keith...

 

Choken: Ah *slaps head* silly me...I read the Map backwards...His house is the other direction...

 

Anglesault: *MUTTERS TO SELF* How is HE the leader...can't even read a fucking map!

 

CWM: Just a few more hours Choken...

 

:::The Gang Arrives at the Lawn of Candian Chick's Lawn in Coquitlam, B.C, Canada:::

 

AngleSault: I CAN'T WAIT TO MEET SCOTT KEITH!

Barron: Oh I know he is like mah IDOL!

 

Choken: Can't we just Kill these two?

CWM: Well sure but No one will cry about them...

Choken: Damn True Point...

Chosun: HEY! AS! Why don't you knock on the door...

 

AngleSault: Really? COOL!

 

:::kNOCKS Door:::

 

:::Choken and CWM grab nearby Lead Pipes:::

 

:::Door Opens and Beautiful Candian Chick opens it:

 

AS: IT'S A GIRL! AHHH! OMG~! Wait...Aren't You...

BARRON: Canadian CHICK!

C.C: Yeah Sure...

 

CHOSUN: NOW!

 

:::Choken and CWM CONK The Idiot Twins::: and leave them on the steps:::

 

:::CANDADIAN CHICK RUNS! TITIES JIGGLE! WHOO!:

 

CHOKEN: YES! YES! YES!

CWM: Umm...The plan?

Choken: Oh yeah...CATCH CHOSUN!

 

:::Chosun captures her and throws her into the Basement:::

 

:::C.C is tied up to the Drain Pipes:::

 

Choken: Perfect Execution. Now...All we have to do is Contact Dames and TSM will NEVER EVER be the same again...

 

:::AS AND BARRON BARGE through the door:::

 

Choken: Who fucking forgot to lock the door?

Chosun: Whoops.

 

AS: WHAT IS GOING ON HERE! THAT ISN'T Scott Keith...

CWM: No Shit Sherlock.

 

::CLAPS:::CLAPS:::CLAPS Echo in the basement...As all Five men Turn slowly...

 

It's the Suave and Slick ZACK MALIBU!

 

Malibu: Great Job, Guys...

 

AS: What the fuck are YOU doing here?

 

:::Zack Hugs the Other A Teamers:::

 

Choken: Haven't you figured it out yet AngleSault? You were NEVER the 4th Man...or was your boyfriend Bob...Don't you remember the Pilot?

 

:::AS HAS FLASH BACK OF THE PILOT...IT WAS ZACK!:::

 

AS: YOU MEAN...HE WAS HERE THE WHOLE TIME? YOU SON OF A BITCH!

 

Choken: Don't Worry AS...You can sit right next to C.C here and watch her squirm for our gain...

 

CWM:Tonight...We take over TSM. Dames WILL submit to our demands...because he would never want this beautiful creature here to perish...

 

Chosun: Don't forget Bob is his TnA taper...

 

Choken: Exactly...and we all know Dames has the hots for C.C...However...YOU anglesault...have nothing to offer and thus you aren't worth ANYTHING to us tonight...

 

AS: YOU WILL PAY FOR THIS DAMN IT! PAY! PAY!

 

Choken: Aw this is already boring the shit out of me...Chosun...Waste him.

 

:::CHOSUN smacks the cold hard lead pipe into AS's Cranium:::

 

:::AS Lays Lifeless but alive:::

 

Choken: Let's Get this started...

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:::Finding that the A-Team is in Canada the true vetran steps out of his house. 1994 PWI magazine in his hand, chomping on a cigar. Ahh Calgary Alberta, now where could they be?:::

 

:::AM mumbles to himself as he walks through the Calgary airport:::

 

AM: They always go to see Canadian Chick, "shes hot" they say, well come on Choken, we all know I'm your favorite Canadian.

 

:::A youngster walks by and glares at AM:::

 

AM: Ehhh kid, want an autograph from your favorite board member? Remembering the good ole days with Savage and Steamboat? I have a promo pic and a sha....rpie.

 

:::The kid runs screaming down the hall:::

 

AM: Dammit they just dont respect true class anymore.

 

:::Back to the hunt:::

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CHAPTER 4

 

 

::Caboose walks into the B-Team locker room...

 

He looks around the room and sees those in the B-Team.

 

Caboose: This is gonna be harder than I thought...::

 

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Choken One and Zack share an A-Team Elite, We Like O'Haire And You Don't Moment by wheeling a keg down to CC's basement and preparing to go to town.

 

Choken:"Hey Zack, I just gotta ask...why WERE you already in CC's house?"

 

Zack:"A gentleman never tells, Choken."

 

Choken:"You were just playing video games weren't you?"

 

Zack ignores the question and continues setting up the keg.

 

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:::Realizing he could drive to Coquitlam the seasoned vetran plays a mental game of chess with himself:::

 

AM: Jobbers drive to shows, but me baby, I'll be sitting in first class.

 

:::Hops on a plane to BC, realizing that Coquitlam might not have an airport, he heads to Kelona. Rents a car, tells some good old day stories and begins a trip to crash the plans of the A-Team and their Canadian hero...CC:::

 

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:::Back into the Basement:::

 

 

Zack: Well...Since Umm we got these two chained and gagged...Let's show the world baby!

 

CWM: CHOSUN! Did you Call Dames?

 

Chosun: Yep...He is ENRAGED with fury..In about 12 seconds...the ENTIRE TSM nation will be aware of this...

 

Choken: Think about it boys...In 12 short Canadian Hours...We will DOMINATE TSM.

 

THE A-TEAM: HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!

 

Zack: All right...I got the Webcam all set up...Perfect the entire world can see this beautiful FUCKWITHABLE chick in agony...

 

Choken: And there is not ONE DAMN PERSON WHO CAN STOP US.

 

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:::Bombs down the road in a rented BMW:::

 

AM: Ah, I remember when road trips had class! Traveling with true greats I tell ya, now I travel by myself in a 1999 BMW by myself...telling my own stories. Dammit I feel like Dynamite Kid! Well, me and him are alot alike, both amazing workers.

 

:::Continues mumbling and driving::

 

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::Zack snaps his fingers, and suddenly Sean O'Haire appears out of nowhere.::

 

Choken:"How did you do that?"

 

Zack:"Uh, magic?"

 

CWM:"Well aren't you just a regular Harry Fuckin' Potter. What's he doing here?"

 

Zack:"After the shit AS put him through, he's gotta get his digs in too."

 

O'Haire reaches into his trenchcoat, pulling out the small yet powerful black object that many smarks fear...THE SEAN O'HAIRE COLLECTION ON VHS~! AS screams in agony, shattering the windows on the house.

 

Zack: This is great...You should see all these idiots CRYING and PLEADING for us to let C.C go...I mean Downhome...Spider...SweetsexyDiva...Caboose....EVERYONE!

 

Choken: They hate us...But not as much as I hate them...

 

Chosun: You know Choken...We never really went over WHAT exactly are our demands ya know...

 

CWM: Yeah good point...

 

Choken: True...SImple as it can be...Complete MOD powers...52% ownership of the board...Dame's Dog...Anything else?

 

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:::AM keeps sadly mumbling:::

 

AM: Wait a sec, Dynamite is a cripple now. Screw that, I'm like Ric Flair. WHOOO! Thats what I'm talking about kid. Class.

 

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Zack:"I want Dames' TNA contact information. No more of this booking on a napkin shit with Russo. From now on I write the shows. AND THE DIATRIBES! IT'S ALL MINE!"

 

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:::Sees Mario lying on the road in the fetal possition, promptly runs him over:::

 

AM: Damn jobbers never want to lie with their backs to the mat! Always with the fetal possitions. Well THERE. Stick a fork in him, he's done, kiddo.

 

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:::Choken One Is seen Sitting On the steps of C.C's Basement...Thinking to himself:::

 

:::The Hostages are less restraintive and have relaxed:::

 

:::Zack and Chosun one continue to read the reactions of the TSM board...Pleading for them to release C.C and the other guy:::

 

:::CWM uses his Lumberjacking Skills and starts a Fire as there is no heat in C.C's basement:::

 

:::Choken one Stands Up and walks over to C.C and slowly ungags her:::

 

:::C.C coughs uncontroably:::

 

C.C: What-

Choken: Don't Speak. Look...We have nothing against you. It's just that...well...You are our PAWN for this game. Understand right? Look...Don't worry...YOu know Dames is in love with you and he'll do ANYTHING to save you...So Sit Back and relax and it'll be over very soon, honey.

 

::Bob stares intensely at Choken::

 

Choken: YOU! YOU FUCKING DIGUST ME. It's all YOUR fault this plan went to hell.

 

Chosun: Choken...Look at this.

 

Choken: I'll be back Bob...Yes...I got something planned for you. What is it CHOSUN?

 

Chosun: Dames wants to meet you and you only.

 

Choken: Ah look at little dames...Trying to fucking neogotiate. It's so cute...Tell him...No Game. Has he met the demands yet?

 

Zack: Ownership of Board...His Diatribes...A Football Helmet of Cottage Cheese...Naked Picture of SPiderpoet...Yep. Made.

 

Choken: Good...It's time for PHASE 2.

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CHAPTER 5

 

::Scene, B-Team Training camp...

 

Caboose: Right welcome to the B-Team Post Whoring skills training session. I see a lot of bright faces around here, some old, some new and some lost. Regardless, by the time I'm finished, you'll all be better than those in the so-called 'A-Team'. Todays task is fairly simple, You have one hour to post as many times as possible. The posts do not have to be coherent or relevant to the topic. You must simply post. Begin...

 

::One Hour Later::

 

Caboose: Well lets looks at some of these results...

...38 not bad, 27 passable, 46 good, 20 borderline, 12! WHAT THE FUCK! 12! You better shape up you bunch of low posting bitches. Before I ship you all out and start a fresh with the C-Team! From now on, if one of you fails, you all fail! Pier pressure is the only thing thats going to get you through!::

 

chave: Yeah, sorry bout that. My bad.

 

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:::Zack and Chosun are kicking it...IT being Anglesault's Prone Body::

 

::Candian Chick eats the Large Cheese Piazza Dames Had delivered to her house:::

 

:::Barron eats the bag of Skittles he saved:::

 

:::Choken slowly takes off his sweat drained Shirt:::

 

:Barron Gasps:

 

:Choken Catches this reaction:

 

Choken: You...Little...Fucking...Sick...Bastard...

 

Barron: What? You got a good body...

 

Choken: Are you aware that your tied to a hot beautiful girl in the THINEST of clothing...and yet you stare at me?

 

Barron: She doesn't do it for me...

 

Choken: She-

 

CWM: Yo! Choke c'mon here

 

Choken: Yeah...

 

CWM: Where exactly is this going?

 

Choken: How you mean?

 

CWM: Well...WE haven't gotten anything and it's been an whole damn day and we haven't taken over..

 

Choken: Your Point is?

 

CWM: Exactly...How are we executing our master evil diabolical plan?

 

Choken: Good Point...But I mean We comatosed Anglesault...

 

CWM: No one cares...

 

Choken: Yeah...Barron does but he is preoccupied at the moment.

 

CWM: I say it's time we stop flirting around and kick it in gear...

 

Choken: You got it.

 

Zack: Hey Guys! Look it...Caboose started his own B Team...

 

Chosun: and there is a guy looking for us...I guess he is a disgruntled wrestler...

 

Choken: Perfect...We'll make them bid our blood for them. We'll use them for our gain...It's only gotten better boys.

 

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chave: WAIT! In Canada. The A-Team. They're talking about us. They're trying to tear the B Team apart!

 

Caboose: What, they made you get a 12?

 

chave: Ummm. Yeah, why not? They did that stuff with their mind. Or something.

 

Caboose: So, the plan is clear. We must fly:

 

both: TO CANADA!

 

::the B team run to the airport::

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Speaking of past board activities, rumor has it that Edwin has some e-fed skeletons in his closet.

Ha. He has a lot more to live down than I do, but he never went through so drastic a persona change than I, thus allowing him to escape the wrath of those cheeky fellows who would bump his old wrestling-related threads.

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Guest Felonies!
what is the state of america?

It had to do with Kotzenjunge being a dictator.

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CHAPTER 6

 

::Air Canada Flight T27a to Lumberjack land takes off with B-Team leader Caboose and Lowly Junior Assisstant Cleaner of Toilets Chave aboard...::

 

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::Still not a part of any team, Mario runs after Caboose's plane just to catch up to him::

 

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chave: Caboose, you're not telling anyone that I've had to take a job as junior assistant toilet cleaner on the flight because I couldn't afford a ticket are you?

 

Caboose: Shut up. Those toilets aren't gonna clean themselves

 

chave: (mumbles) I'll clean your toilets, ya gimp.

 

Caboose: What was that?

 

chave: I said I'm happy to clean your toilets you, errr, pimp?

 

::Caboose grunts and settles back into his first class seat to eye up the stewardesses::

 

chave: toilets suck...

 

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Zack:"Looks like some infighting in the B Team, eh buddy?"

 

Choken:"Yeah. We need to strike when they are weak...but how?"

 

Zack:"I'll get them to work for us, whether they want to or not."

 

::FedExes Nude Scott Keith photos to Caboose's doorstep.::

 

Zack:"That'll work. If not, then those guys are the most resilient bastards on earth.::

 

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:::Barges in the door of CC's house to just find that the A Team has fled...he sees them walk away into the night. He follows closely behind in the rented BMW:::

 

AM: Leave without me eh, what am I?! A curtain jerker now?

 

::Zack chugs a beer, and tosses the bottle over his shoulder. It lands on the windshield of AM's car, causing enough of a distraction that he drives into Old Mr. Peabody's hedges.::

 

:::AM slams into the hedges, getting screamed at by old Mr.Peabody and even worse...grumpy MRS.Peabody:::

 

AM: Uh...would you guys settle for some autographed 8x10s?

 

:::Mr.Peabody pulls out his REGISTERED shotgun and AM bolts after the A Team:::

 

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::Caboose hits the self destruct button in his wallet to blow up his house from a remote distance.

 

Caboose; Thank god, I'll never have to go any where near those SK pictures. The question is how did Zack get pictures of SK naked without A) Looking for them... or B) Taking the pictures himself... Mmmmmm. I guess the A-Team's idol is a naked Scott Keith...::

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CHAPTER 7

 

:In Car::

 

::Zack Mans the wheel as CWM and Choken Sit in the back as Chosun navigates and Barron and C.C are locked in the trunk...AS remains out cold in the house:::

 

Choken: Just Great...We had everything figured out and what happens? These dickfucks find us and are shooting at us...

 

Zack: Don't Worry We'll figure out something

 

Chosun: Where do we go? I mean I am Sure Dames has alerted the Canadian Border...

 

:::Meanwhile, At the Border...Crickets Chirps:::

 

CWM: Yeah we can't go back to America...Every Charleton and Shitheel will be looking for us.

 

Chosun: You think we should Just give up and surrender CC and the other guy Up?

 

Choken: NEVER. I am not a Quiter. Are You a Quitter CHOSUN? Maybe I was wrong about you...Maybe your aren't worthy of this status...There a million fish in the sea...We can always flush you out...

 

Chosun: No, Sir I am not a quitter...

 

Choken: Then stop acting like one damn it..and sit up straight...Enough with the slouching business. ACT PROFESSIONAL.

 

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::The B Team enter Canadian Chick's house::

 

chave: The A-Team are getting away! What are we doing here?

 

Caboose: They may have left clues. If Sherlock Holmes was here, he'd look for clues.

 

chave: Thats your answer to everything Caboose. It never works!

 

Caboose: Shut up, Watson-chave. I'll search the basement. You search the bedrooms.

 

chave: Snooping round a girls bedroom? Now that's what I joined the B Team for!

 

::Caboose wanders into the dark basement, and trips over something. He turns on a conveniently placed light switch::

 

Caboose: What the deuce! Anglesault? Tied and gagged? Naked? Wearing a Scott Kieth mask? So it was him in the pictures! Those dastardly A Teamers. Who on Earth could of thought up something so outrageously disgusting?

 

chave: Yeah, that's my bad. Anyway, I found a note CHOSUN left saying where they were going.

 

Caboose: Why would he leave a note for us?

 

chave: That, my friend, is a plot twist for annother post. To the B Team-mobile!

 

Caboose: 'kay.

 

::chave and Caboose run to the B Team-mobile, leaving AS in the basement alone, naked, tied and gagged wearing a Scott Kieth mask::

 

AS: (thinks) This is the best fun I've had in years...

 

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::In A Hotel in Canada:::

 

:::The A Team and the Hostages; still chained and gagged sit in the room:::

 

:::Chosun and CWM Play Tic Tac Toe:::

 

:::Zack styles himself in the bathroom:::

 

:::Choken Sits by the window staring out the window:::

 

:::The B Team is seen in the Parking Lot aruging:::

 

Choken: They arrived.

 

Zack: Told Ya...Good One Chosun.

 

Chosun: Sorry I thought you wanted them...

 

Choken: Don't Worry...They want C.C...They'll get her.

 

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:::AM arrives at the hotel just minutes before the B-Team, he watches them pull up in their rented Lumina from the roof. He slides down a ladder from atop the hotel's and sneaks into the hotel through a back door. Sharpie pen in his back pocket and 8x10s in his hand, AM proceeds to the A-Team's room...only to find that the B-Team has already arrived:::

 

AM: Those bastards trying to upstage me! I'll show them!

 

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::The B Team arrive in the parking lot::

 

chave: Here we are. "A Hotel in Canada", just like CHOSUN's note said.

 

Caboose: You've been saying that for the whole trip. Shut up already!

 

chave: 'kay. Just thought you'd be interested, that's all. Hey, look! Overe there! It's Murmuring Beast! What an unexpected plot twist!

 

::MB runs up to the intrepid duo, his early 70's style Brian Wilson beard flowing in the wind::

 

MB: Hey, what up homeboys?

 

Caboose: MB? I didn't think you'd speak like that.

 

MB: Yo, I be a bad trash talking fly motherfucker.

 

chave: But you like the Beach Boys and all. I thought you'd be a hippy or something.

 

MB: Word!

 

chave: 'kay. What are you doing here anyway? Last I heard you were fighting with Cancer Marney in Germany.

 

MB: Yeah I was, but check this wack shit out. I saw Mario Logan earlier looking for your funky asses. He said he wanted to help you fight the A Team, or some shit. Apparently, they've got something precious of his...

 

Caboose: Canadian Chick! It must be! This case becomes more and more curious. What do you think, Watson-chave?

 

chave: ?

 

Caboose: You suck. MB, you may go now, as the novelty value of your comedy slang is growing thin.

 

MB: Wack.

 

chave: Look! In the hotel! That looks like Choken One staring at us from the window.

 

::Choken disappears from the window::

 

Caboose: We must formulate a plan so cunning that if it was a fox, it would have all the pies.

 

chave: 'kay.

 

::A crashing noise comes from within the hotel::

 

Caboose: Shit! Lets run into the hotel like in 1970's cop films.

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Chapter 8

 

::Cabose and Chave dive across the bonets of several Dodge Chargers before kicking in the door of the hotel 70's style...

 

Caboose and Chave back up against the outside wall

 

Caboose: Cover me!

 

Chave: Sure thing boss!

 

Caboose looks around the corner brandishing a plastic magnum, he does a forward roll before sitting up and pointing the toy gun at a cleaning lady! Chave however dives in straight after Caboose and shoots the cleaning lady with his plastic revolver!

 

Caboose: It was just a cleaning lady!

 

Chave: Sorry boss.

 

A smashing window sound comes from upstairs...

 

Caboose: Up there!

 

Caboose and Chave hustle up the stairs...::

 

Mysterious Voice: Hold it right there!

 

::Caboose and Chave turn around to see....Fook!::

 

Fook: I'm afraid I can't let you get any farther.

 

Chave: Whatchu talking about foo....k?

 

Caboose: And what are you doing here, anyways? Didn't the A Team reject you earlier on in this story?

 

Fook: That's why I'm here. I must be the one who gives the A Team what they deserve, not you! They shunned me, and now they must pay!

 

Caboose: They shunned us too, remember that, you fucking ho?

 

::Caboose and Chave try to continue upstairs, but suddenly find their path blocked by several huge men::

 

Fook: Say hello to my expendable stereotyped henchmen. Legs! Louis! Moose! Rocko! Knuckles! Advance on them!

 

::Fook darts past the B Team and goes upstairs as Caboose and Chave fight some stupid henchmen::

 

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:::AM bursts forth from the hall beside the A-Teams room. He pulls a revolver out of his HOLSTER~! and points it menacingly at Fook's head:::

 

AM: The party is over boys, pack up and move on home.

 

Caboose: But we're taking over the A-Team!

 

Chave: Yeah!

 

AM: Oh come on guys...I'm not taking over the A-Team, I AM the A-Team. Now the get the fuck outta here!

 

:::Caboose dives for AM's gun, but is blocked off last second and Fook gets a bullet to the arm:::

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CHAPTER 9

 

:Pulls bullet out of arm::

 

Fook: OW! That hurt, you FUCKER~!

 

::Bitch slaps AM with his good arm, knocking the gun out of AM's hand::

 

::Caboose picks up gun::

 

Caboose: All right! Everyone calm down! Can't you see what's going on here? The A Team has shunned us all, but we're all too caught up in our own egos to see that everyone here wants the same thing!

 

Chave: A free dinner at Americatown?

 

Caboose: OK, everyone here wants two things. That, and revenge on the A Team for rejecting us! I say we join forces and attack as one. With us working together, their post-whoring days will be over!

 

Chave: Then, can we go to Americatown? I'm starvin' here!

 

All: SHUT UP!!!

 

::Now realizing they CAN work together, Caboose, Chave, Fook, and AM run upstairs for the final battle with the unsuspecting A Team::

 

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::AM, Fook, chave and Caboose finally reach the top of the hotel stairs::

 

Caboose: OK, there's two locked doors up here. Which one will we kick open, 70's cop style, first?

 

AM: Why don't we just split into two groups and take a door each?

 

chave: Suspense.

 

AM: Ah, okay.

 

Caboose: chave, you know what to do.

 

::chave kicks in the first hotel door room 70's cop style, to reveal a familiar looking couple in bed together::

 

Caboose: What the... Tiffani Malibu and Banky?

 

chave: OMG WTF!!!!!!!1 It's the triumphant return of TIFF MALIBU~!

 

Tiff: That's right hon. Me and Banky came down to meet up with the A-Team and provide a distraction to help them get away.

 

AM: So, you're actually a real person, not a gimmick.

 

Tiff: Yeah, but don't tell Eagan or Johnson that...

 

Caboose: Enough of this. To the next room!

 

::The B Team run to back out and kick in the other locked door. The room is empty except for the reminants of some games of scrabble, monopoly, pictionary, cluedo and strip poker, along with a pile of CHOSUNS clothes::

 

Caboose: To the window!

 

::They reach the window just in time to see the A-Team try and bundle Canadian Chick into the car::

 

Caboose: Quick, there's still time for us to reach them if we hurry.

 

chave: one thing first before we go

 

::chave pulls out a pistol and shoots fook repeatedly in the head::

 

chave: Sorry. He was really starting to annoy me.

 

::AM, Caboose and chave rush down the stairs to try and catch the A-Team::

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