Tony149 0 Report post Posted September 21, 2006 (edited) To go on sometime after the Blonds-Los Diablos match (more of an angle than anything, but you know what I mean). PROMO Backstage, the Beverly Hills Blonds are joined by Mackenzie DeCenzo, the trio laughing it up inside their private dressing room. Ned Blanchard pops open a bottle of champagne and guzzles it down. OAOAST correspondent Josh Matthews disgusted by the Blonds exuberant behavior. JOSH Guys, I cannot believe how--how pleased you are with yourselves. I mean, while Los Diablos de Fuego are bleeding half to death over at the trainer's room, here you are celebrating. NED Jesus Christ, son, you make it sound so grim. So Los Diablos loss a bit of blood...big deal. Merely a flesh wound. I've bled worse nicking myself shaving. Ha! JOSH Simon Singleton, you've always been thought to be the more open minded member of the group. How could you go along with the plan? SIMON Simple, Joshie. Money. The champagne in the room -- paid for by one Teddy Moneymaker. Last week Mackie gave ol' Moneybags her word we'd avenge him. And that's exactly what we did. Moracca and Mariachi found out what it is like to be attacked from behind. MACKIE As much as I'd love to take credit for the success of our lastest feature, it was a team effort. Simon and Ned penned a wonderful script worthy of an Academy Award. Ben Affleck and Matt Damon have nothing on my men. I would also like to thank my close personal friend Theodore Moneymaker for his financial contributions. I spent the last few days at Teddy's Mexico -- kinda ironic, huh? --compound hammering out the final details of our deal. Without his involvement none of this would have been possible. And here they are, the men of the hour! Mackenzie and the Blonds give Los Conquistadors a round of applause. Ned handing them bottles of Tequila, which Uno and Dos drink like water. They even share some with kidnapped Los Diablos mascot El Oveja! JOSH I think we now know who those financial contributions were spent on, Mackenzie. MACKIE Honey, you don't know the half of it. SMN Productions treat their guests first class. (to Conquistadors) Gentlemen, would you like to say a few words? JOSH They speak English? Los Conquisatadors use an ERASER BOARD to communicate their message. A modern day Wily E. Coyote. One of the Conquistadors scribble on the board and holds it up. "LOS DIABLOS ARE A DISGRACE TO LATIOS. THEY LOSERS! CONQUISTADORS NUMERE UNO!" The other Conquistador erasers the message and jots down his comments. "QUEERING DON'T MAKE THE WORLD RIGHT, NOR DOES IT MAKE YOU STAR. CONQUISTADORS NUMERE UNO!" UNO Ai, yi, yi, yi! Everyone in the room is caught off-guard by the appearance of OAOAST President BILL WATTS and SECURITY. BILL Excuse me, Josh. I sure hate to interrupt the interview, but I've got a couple of announcements to make. MACKIE Couldn't you do this on your own time? Right now it's currently for the Beverly Hills Blonds and friends. BILL Well I think you'll be interested in what I have to say, Mackenzie, because it involves you, the Blonds and your "friends." MACKIE, SIMON, NED :hm: BILL I see you ladies and gentlemen are real pleased with your actions tonight. You think you got away with the perfect plan, right? Got paid real good too I hear. SIMON Then you hear pretty good for a geezer, gramps. Blonds laugh. Bill doesn't. Conquistadors getting loaded in the background. BILL You know guys, I've known you for awhile now and it's no secret you're two of the brightest stars in the sport today, but I'm real disappoint in you both. Conscientious objectors? That's a load of B.S. and you know it. Professional wrestling is alot like the military, in that you might be placed in a tough spot during your time in service. But don't go crying when you are put in a bad spot because that's part of the risk when you sign up. It's kill or be killed. Survival of the fittest. You gotta be one bad hombre to hang in there, especially in the OAOAST. We've got plenty of colorful characters here. Los Diablos de Fuego being two of them. Now I don't agree with their choice in lifestyle, but they've proven they can compete at a high level. NED I got rights, pops. I've got beliefs. So don't shove this self-righteous crap down my throat, man! BILL I'm not shoving anything down your throat. You did that yourself once you and Simon agreed to let a skirt control your every move. NED :( BILL You know what I'm talking about. The contract you signed with Mackenzie DeCenzo after your split with Jim Cornette, a good friend of mine. She controls your bookings, but your under OUR control once your appear in a arena for a OAOAST event. Here's the part where you're all involved. I just came back from the trainer's room and lemme tell you, Los Diablos want a piece of you two TONIGHT. But the doctor told me they've lossed so much blood from the attack by Los Conquistadors it would be criminal negligence to let them compete. So, in the words of your good friend Teddy Moneymaker...or Theodore, as he'd like...I tell you what I'm gonna do. First, the 4 of you are fined $5,000 each. MACKIE Yawn. Cash or credit? BILL Whichever you'd prefer. I'll give you credit for that devious scheme you guys pulled off, but Simon said something that rings true. The fans pay good money to come out and see their favorite OAOAST superstars compete. And you will compete here tonight...in a LUMBERJACK MATCH! SIMON & NED :huh: MACKIE What?! BILL You heard me right. A lumberjack match. SIMON Against who?! BILL You'll find out once you're in the ring. By the way, Mackenzie, why don't you go to Money Manor or wherever it is you go to meet Theodore and cook him a meal, because Houston's finest will be escorting you OUT of the building! Conquistadors, you guys better find yourselves a good travel agent because you need to be in Louisville tomorrow night for your match. That's right. Your match. You boys have been unemployed for months, and if you expect to pay that $10,000 fine you're gonna need the work. JOSH Mr. Watts, they don't understand speak English. They can read and write it, but they can't hear it. BILL That's okay, Josh. I'll have one of our bi-lingual employees explain it to them. Law enforcement carry out Watts' orders, escorting Mackenzie and Los Conquistadors out of the building. The Blonds throwing a fit, ripping off their hazmat suits, pleading with Watts. The Cowboy has none of it, telling the Blonds to get ready because they haven't much time until their match is up. JOSH I guess that does it from here. Back to you. Edited September 21, 2006 by Tony149 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tony149 0 Report post Posted September 21, 2006 (edited) MATCH Inside the Toyota Center, the lumberjacks involved in the next match have surrounded the ring. They include Black T, The Sooner Bruisers, Synth of the Heavenly Rockers, Lone Star Gunslingers, South Central Militia. * DING * DING * DING * DING * BUFFER LLLLLLLLadies and gentlemen, the following contest on HeldDOWN~! is a LUMBERJACK match! Call me (call me) on the line Call me, call me any, anytime The music of Blondie plays for a second time tonight. The Beverly Hills Blonds ANGERILY~! march to the ring, sneering. The hazmat suits wore earlier in the night replaced by their wrestling attire. Simon and Ned nod in disapproval after viewing the lumberjack. None of whom could be considered allies. COACH Simon and Ned are in a terrible disadvantage, Mikey. In every lumberjack match I've seen the competitiors involved have had their fair share of supporters. The Blonds have none. COLE Synth is the only person the Blonds have ever had a grudge with in the past. So I'd say the choice in lumberjacks is fair. Although I can't help but wonder about The Sooner Bruisers. Last week they served as Theodore Moneymaker's "insurance policy." Who's to say he didn't buy the Bruisers services again this week? BUFFER And their opponents...! An old school ambulance SIREN blares through the loud speakers, the [b][color=#FF0000]red strobe lights[/color][/b] spinning like crazy. Simon and Ned just about keel over in excitement thinking their opponents are Rescue 911 until an unfamiliar piece of music hits. Whooaaaaa The hot summer night fell like a net I've got to find my baby yet I need you to soothe my head Turn my blue heart to red Doctor, doctor, give me the news I've got a bad case of lovin' you No pill's gonna cure my ill I've got a bad case of lovin' you "YEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!" SIMON & NED :o :o COLE THE LOVE DOCTORS! Doctors Max Anderson and Steven Pigley strut onto stage to the tune of Robert Palmer's "Bad Case Of Loving You (Doctor, Doctor)", driving the ladies into a frenzy with their gyratations. The Doctors of Love perform a rather risque striptease in front of two lucky ladies after going around the ring high-fiving and hugging (women only) fans. The Docs throw their lab coats into the crowd, causing the pretty LAYDEEZ~ to fight over the rights. Max and Steven hop on the apron and simultaneously remove their scrubs to loud female shrieks, and are attacked from behind as they pull their shirts over their heads. The Beverly Hills Blonds the aggressors in the early going, bringing the Docs inside the ring by their hair, using the Docs own shirts to CHOKE them! Simon and Ned whip Anderson and Pigley to the ropes. The Doctors of Doctornomics leapfrog a pair of attempted back bodydrops and send the Blonds reeling to the floor with precision dropkicks! COLE And out go the Blonds. COACH This is the by product of Watts booking the Blonds in a match on short notice. They've had no time to prepare. It's not right. COLE The attack on Los Diablos de Fuego wasn't right either, but I didn't hear you complain then. Haven't you ever heard the phrase, "what goes around comes around"? Karma at its finest. Simon and Ned land in the wrong side of town, home of The Sooner Bruisers. But rather than toss the Blonds back in like they're supposed to, Big Frank and Uber HELP them to their feet. Tony Brannigan and Synth know how to do the job, moving the Bruisers aside and throwing the Blonds in themselves. The Sooners aren't the only ones unhappy about that, so are the Beverly Hills Blonds. Synth and Tony avoiding kicks directed their way. A shoving match ensues on the arena floor between Tony/Synth and the Sooners. Dan Black having to pull Tony away from the other 3 men. A peaceful end to a potentially violent standoff. Bigger problems lie ahead for the Blonds. The Love Doctors charge forward and leap up...stereo headscissor takedowns! A fury of right hands are unleashed on Simon and Ned. The Blonds shot to the ropes and backdropped on the rebound. Double dropkick on Ned! Double hip toss on Simon! Then brought together for a meeting of the minds. DOUBLE COCONUT! The Blonds go their separate ways. Blanchard out on the apron, Singleton down near the center of the ring. Dr. Stephen Irish whips his own colleague, crotching down as Dr. Max springs off the ropes and leapfrogs over him, splashing "The Video Voyeur"! ONE... TWO... KICKOUT! Simon is brought up in a arm wringer and dragged to the corner. Dr. Steven Pigley with a double axe handle smash from the second rope! The Love Doctors utilize a series of quick tags to drop axe handle smashes onto the outstretch arm of Singleton. Dr. Steven flawlessly performs a routine arm wringer, armdrag and armbar in succession. The cocky blond in pain, gritting his teeth and grimacing. He returns to a vertical base and rakes the eyes, then clobbers Pigley. Irish whipped reversed. A blind tag made by The Love Doctors. Simon tackles Steven to the mat and hits the near side. Pigley rolls over but doesn't play dead, popping up after Simon goes over the top and leapfrogs him again on the rebound, then a fun game of CRISS-CROSS. Both men picking up steam. Simon stops in his tracks to surprise Dr. Steven with a monkey flip, but it's he who is stunned when Pigley cradles him in midair. Paging Dr. Anderson. ATOMIC DROP/DROPKICK COMBO! COLE The Lovematic Grampa! ONE... TWO... THR--NO! Simon's face smashed in the turnbuckle. Dr. Max traps him in the corner and climbs onto the second rope, driving his fist into the face. Irish whip to the buckle, Simon getting the boot up as Anderson charges in. Simon climbs to the top, only to crotch himself on the turnbuckle after a dropkick to the midsection from Max Anderson, M.D.! Max rocks Singleton some more with Kobashi Spinning Backfists, before going up and delivering a superplex! Another exchange made by The Love Doctors. Steven Pigley...SHOOTING STAR ELBOW DROP!! COLE That brings the crowd out of their seats. The Love Doctors on the verge of defeating the former 3-time World tag team champions. ONE... TWO... THREE-- KICKOUT! Dr. Steven attempts to follow with a Crucifix Bomb, but Simon squirms free and Irish whips Pigley. Ned Blanchard pulls down on the top rope as Steven nears, causing him to tumble over the top to the floor! Singleton distracts the referee while Blanchard does the dirty work outside, ramming Dr. Steven into the guardrail! The Handsome Hustler hammers away on Steven, chopping the hell outta him. Dr. Max takes matters into his own hands, coming to the aid of his colleague, but Nick Patrick cuts him off and orders the doc back to his corner. Simon antagonzies Anderson, baiting him inside the ring to allow Ned more time to punish Steven outside, tossing him into the 10,000 pound steel steps! Ned denies any foul play as he's spotted rolling Pigley back in, nonchalantly returning to his corner, dusting his hands as to say that was a piece of cake. COACH We're seeing why the Blonds are the best tag team in the OAOAST, Mikey. Just when it looked like they were in trouble, they turn it all around. Only the great ones can do that. Ned official tags in, and makes an immediate impact...stomping Dr. Steven while he's down! Simon acting like his buddy just kicked Shawn Michaels' ass in Syracuse, New York. Blanchard places Pigley throat-first on the middle rope and hits the far side, crashing all his weight down onto the upper back of Steven. For once in his life Ned actually obliges by the rules, walking away to give Dr. Steven time to come out of the corner. Or so we thought. The Handsome Hustler living up to his nakesake, hustling Nick Patrick into a friendly conversation to buy Simon the time he needs to kick Pigley right in the kisser, snapping the ladies man doctor backward! "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" The ladies shriek in horror. Teen and pre-teen girls crying and wishing death on Simon for possibly ruining Dr. Pigley's movie star features. Simon feels their pain and enjoys it, faking mooning the crowd, and sending baseball and football announcer/Budweiser pitchman Joe Buck into a tirade somewhere in America. Blanchard drops a knee on Pigley's face for the hell of it, slamming him and climbing onto the ropes afterward. Elbow from the second rope misses its mark. Dr. Steven rallies. Punching and chopping his way back into the match, leaving Ned jelly-legged. Pigley hits a FLATLINER and covers! ONE... TWO... THRE-- NO! Saved made by Simon, who's chastised for his interference. Singleton brushes the referee aside as Dr. Steven approaches. Right hand blocked by Pigley. Enzurigi disposes the cocky blond. The Handsome Hustler clobbering Steven from behind, taking the doctor for a ride to the far corner, but the physican-turned-wrestler jumps onto the second rope and dives back at Ned...FLYING CROSSBODY! ONE... TWO... THR-- KICKOUT! His adreanline pumping Dr. Steven doesn't even think about tagging out, hitting a Thes Press from the second rope! ONE... TWO... TH-- TWO! Pigley somersaults off Blanchard and decks Simon on the apron! Now he looks to make the tag, but he'll have to hurdle over Ned to get to his corner. Steven sprints towards Ned and leaps as high in the air as he can, Blanchard's 2" height advantage coming into play as he's able to grab ahold of Pigley, spin and Hot Shot him on the top rope! Dr. Pigley experiences a nasty whiplash effect as his head jerks back violently. Simon accepts the tag and ascends to the top, a prone doctor lying down below. FLYING ELBOW DROP! ONE... TWO... THR-- NO! Dr. Max Anderson doesn't blow the save in a big spot, breaking up the pin just in time. Simon and Ned get under Max's skin long enough for them to execute a DOUBLE FLAPJACK behind the ref's back. Nick Patrick goes to count but again Max disrupts the pin. COACH As unfair as the match is, at least the lumberjacks have had enough respect not to interfere in the contest. Unlike Max Anderson. Simon hits the ropes following a snapmare and plants the knee...into nothing but canvas! Steven rolling away, setting Simon up for a Figure Four...NO! Simon kicks him off to the Blonds corner, but Steven lowers the shoulder and thrusts it into the gut of Ned Blanchard, flipping him inside the ring. Simon misses a spear in the corner, jamming his shoulder into the middle turnbuckle as Dr. Pigley pulls his legs up and rolls through with a sunset flip! ONE... TWO... TH-- KICKOUT! Both men roll back onto their feet. Simon lunging forward and again smashing into the turnbuckles as Dr. Steven leapfrogs. Ned Blanchard stands in his way, charging full steam ahead...but Steven ducks and the Blonds collide! Pigley somersaults to his corner and makes the HOT TAG! Dr. Max Anderson en euego, striking down the Blonds like his fists are the wrath of God. Two scoops and a slam. Anderson backdropping Simon into the arms of Ned, who catches his partner in a piledriver position...only to have Dr. Steven Pigley dropkick him in the back, causing Blanchard to pancake Simon! Dr. Steven declares Ned's TIME OF DEATH at this moment, spiking him with his version of the Michinoku Driver! Dr. Max swivels the hips as he points to the top, drawing :wub: from the ladies. Simon and Ned, meanwhile, undergo a session of SHOCK THERAPY (450 Splash)! "YEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!" ONE... TWO... THREE! NO!! The Sooner Bruisers pull Dr. Max outside and begin pummeling him. Before the badly positioned referee can see what all the commotion is about, Big Frank and Uber Bruiser are wiped out by a Dr. Steven Pigley TOPE! All hell breaks loose as the lumberjacks engage in gang warfare. The Lone Star Gunslingers and South Central Militia renewing their rivarly, while old wounds open when Synth rocks Dan Black. The Synthmeister and Tony Brannigan unknowingly bump into each other. With all the mayhem around him Brannigan just swings wildly...leveling Dan Black! TONY :( Brannigan clearly upset. He'd rather be upset than in pain. That's the spot he finds himself in as he becomes the target of a 2 on 1 attack at the hands of the team he and Dan will meet at World Without End, The Sooner Bruisers. COLE The Sooners trying to soften up Tony Brannigan prior to World Without End, October 1st. The Bruisers overwhelming the former World Champion and current World tag team champion. COACH That's what he gets for laying a finger on Big Frank. COLE He never touched him! COACH You're obviously not watching the same match I am. Synth returns the favor from Angleslam, coming to the aid of his one-time rival Tony Brannigan. Synth beating on Frank and Uber like a wildman -- punching, kicking, biting and even scratching! Tony rejoins the mini-battle royal outside, exchanging fire with Big Frank. Dan Black left in amazement as he watches his partner and co-holder of the OAOAST World tag team championship fight alongside a member of the team they defeated a month ago for the gold. As the action continues outside, it resumes inside. The Love Doctors and Beverly Hills Blonds trading blows. The Doctors Of Love duck punches from the Blonds and hit a pair of atomic drops, then clamp on stereo sleeper holds! COACH Come on, fellas. Fight it. You gotta fight it. COLE The Beverly Hills Blonds being put to sleep in front of a worldwide television audience. Mackenzie DeCenzo aging in front of the screen wherever she is. "OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH!" The Blonds experience an allergic reaction that causes their legs to kick back, crunching Max and Steven in the areas most private and vital to a man. Ned Blanchard's 90210 enzurigi deletes Dr. Pigley's role in the final scene. Simon and Ned hit a double DDT on Dr. Anderson and prepare to drop the Atomic Blond. The Blonds take their places on opposite corners, but the wrap party is delayed when the brawl between The Sooner Bruisers and Tony Brannigan/Synth spills inside. The Blonds demanding Nick Patrick remove them from the set. Patrick is caught in the crossfire, popped in the face by a Big Frank elbow. The Blonds remain on top, screaming for the referee to get up... "YEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!" ...while they go down! [b][color=#FF0000]Their heads wrapped in bandages soaking blood[/color] [color=#FF99FF]LOS DIABLOS DE FUEGO[/color][/b] swipe the Blonds' legs out from under, crotching them on the top turnbuckles! Unfortunately for Simon, unlike Ned, he falls from the top back into the ring. The Love Doctors seize the opportunity. Dr. Max lifts Simon up in a bearhug as Dr. Steven flies through the air and hits a seated senton! COLE Guerney to the Center of the Earth! Dr. Max Anderson covers! ONE... TWO... THREE! * DING DING DING * COACH What? No way. Whooaaaaa The hot summer night fell like a net I've got to find my baby yet I need you to soothe my head Turn my blue heart to red Doctor, doctor, give me the news BUFFER Here are your winners...THE LOVE DOCTORS! COLE My goodness, Coach! Los Diablos have one up the Beverly Hills Blonds! Hahahaha! COACH That ain't right. It just ain't right. The Blonds had the match won. Somebody please reverse the decision. The Blonds remain down in the ring. The Love Doctors going outside ringside high-fiving and hugging fans just like they did during the intro. Los Diablos themselves get in on the act, doing the La Macarena onstage with added pelvic thrusts in the direction of Simon and Ned. COLE This will be a night Simon and Ned never forget. Edited September 21, 2006 by Tony149 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
