Tony149 0 Report post Posted October 28, 2006 TV-14 L,V * DUN DUN DUN DUNNA, DUN DUN DUNNA * Across a river, over a bunch of mountains, through fields, sweeping past trees and bushes, hovering over the skyline of New York City, the OAOAST logo flies through the air...before sweeping down, brushing past an elderly man who seems understandably shocked to see six over-sized letters fly past him. The logo continues going, nearing a house...which luckily, a woman is leaving, meaning the logo can sweep through the open door, continuing on down the hallfway and into the living room where a young kid is sat on his computer. It sweeps past him, hitting the computer...which explodes with a flash, lighting up much to the kid shock and delight. THE OAOAST...WHAT THE WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORLD IS READING~! "ACROSS THE COUNTRY AND AROUND THE WORLD..." SCHIAVONE The OAOAST has returned to it's spiritual home, Pittsburgh Pennsylvania, and we come to you in front of a raucous, sell-out crowd for a very special edition of OAOAST Syndicated! Tony Schiavone alongside Jesse "The Body" Ventura, on a truly historic night in OAOAST history. Our way of thanking you fans for making OAOAST Wrestling the #1 rated program in all of syndication. Later on in this programme, the most gruelling, punishing and exciting match in professional wrestling comes to syndicated television for the first time, as we bring you WAR GAMES!! For just the fourth time in OAOAST history, two rings surrounded by one cage. No escape, no mercy, one man will have to submit tonight! It's The Wildcards and their SWF compatriot Landon "La Cucaracha" Maddix up against four of the most popular men in OAOAST history, The Global Party Exchange, Leon Rodez and of course Zack Malibu! VENTURA Four of the OAOAST's poster boys, you might say. But they've gotta be more than just pin-ups and faces for the company. Tonight they're gonna have to go to war! You can be damn sure Bruce Blank and his buddies will be ready, I just hope Team OAOAST is! SCHIAVONE In addition to that monumental match, we'll also see Tha Puerto Rican in action as he finally gets his hands on Jamie O'Hara, one on one. Plus a dream prospect, as for the first time ever Brock Ausstin will team with the OAOAST 24/7 Champion Bohemoth to take on the mighty, Manitoba Mammoth and the Canadian Champion Alfdogg in tag team action. We'll have the HI-GATE Brave Cup on the line. Plus, the in-ring debut of James Riggs who has a lot to live up to, with his rather high opinion of himself. VENTURA You sound surprised Tony. He's a professional wrestler, of course he's got a high opinion of himself! SCHIAVONE That from the man who wrote the book on the subject, folks. We are with you absolutely live for the next two hours and without any further ado, let's goooo to the ring! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tony149 0 Report post Posted October 28, 2006 (edited) Magnum Opus hits, and Alfdogg walks out followed by Deon Black. They are accompanied by Rick Heyross. COACH I've been waiting a long time for this one! COLE Big tag team match, coming up! Let's go to Michael Buffer! *DING DING DING* BUFFER The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall! Making their way down the aisle, accompanied by Rick Heyross...at a total combined weight of 758 pounds...the team of "THE MANITOBA MAMMOTH", DEON BLACK, and his partner, the OAOAST Canadian champion...ALFDOGG!!!!! COLE Brock Ausstin laid out the challenge a couple weeks ago on HeldDOWN~! Alf accepted on behalf of his team, and a week later, Brock revealed his partner, the 24/7 champion Bohemoth! Alf poses on the buckle, as Heyross grabs a mic and hands it to him. COLE And this is going to be a barnburner! Alf takes the mic, and Heyross stands in mid-ring with the Canadian flag. COACH Time to get up, Cole! Show some respect! ALF So, here we are, here at Syndicated! We have arrived! *crowd boos* ALF And Brock, I know you have high hopes now that you've landed the METROSEXUAL MONSTER, Bohemoth as your tag partner... *crowd cheers* ALF But in just a few short minutes, when the Mammoth gets his hands on the two of you, your hopes will turn into REALITY. And when it's all said and done, Brock, you two are gonna feel like Ben Roethlisburger after a bike ride... COACH HI-YO~! *crowd boos loudly* ALF ...because you're gonna CRASH and BURN! *crowd continues to boo* ALF Now then, before me and the Mammoth squash these two into American cheese, all you morons here in Shittsburgh need to stand up, and show some respect for the greatest country in the world! Alf hands the mic to Buffer, and stands at the ropes with his hands behind his back, as O Canada plays. The anthem finishes, and Alf stretches on the ropes. Punishment by BIOHAZARD hits, and Brock Ausstin gets a THUNDEROUS pop as he comes through the curtains. COLE And here come their opponents! BUFFER Introducing their opponents...at a total combined weight of 589 pounds...introducing first, from Victoria, Minnesota...BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRROCK AUSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSTINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN~!!!!! Brock walks down the aisle, then stops at the end of it. *BbwWbAhmotherfuckerLlIiiBbbEErRrAATtTeeyYyOUUurRrMmmMmMiIInNnDddDd!!* *crowd ROARS* BUFFER And his partner, from Greenville, South Carolina...he is the REIGNING OAOAST 24/7 champion... BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEEMOTHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! Alf and Black wait not-so-patiently in their corner, as Brock and Bo pose on the buckles, on the side of the ring facing the aisleway. COACH This is gonna be great, Cole! COLE Indeed, this has the potential to be one of the best tag matches of all time! *DING DING DING* After brief deliberation, Brock steps out of the ring, leaving Bohemoth. Black steps over the top to the apron, and Alf faces Bo. COLE And it looks like it'll be Alf starting it off with Bohemoth! COACH Champion vs champion! However, Bo turns to say something to Brock, and Alf immediately tags in Black! COACH No, the Mammoth's coming in! Bo delivers rights, but is eventually overpowered by the big man. COLE And Bo got caught! Black hammers away on Bo, delivering a big right hand to the face, sending him staggering back into the corner! Black delivers lefts and rights to the head and midsection of Bo in the corner. COACH And look at the Mammoth handle big Bo! Black grabs Bo by the right arm, and pulls him out into a short clothesline! He then reaches over and tags Alf. COLE And NOW Alf wants in! Give me a break! Alf stomps away on Bo, then lays him on his back, and delivers a snap legdrop! Cover... 1... 2... Kickout! Alf picks up Bo and whips him into a corner, but Bo evades a charge, and tags in Brock! COLE And Brock in the ring now! Brock goes after Alf, but catches a thumb to the eye. Alf then attempts a right hand, but it's blocked! A left is blocked, as well! Alf then tries a kick, which is caught! COLE And Alf is caught now! Brock spins Alf around, and delivers an atomic drop! Alf goes right into Bo, who delivers a right hand! COLE And we got a little ping-pong action here! Each man delivers two more rights, before Brock whips Alf into the ropes, and delivers a big backdrop! COACH And Alf in trouble early here! COLE Great elevation on the backdrop from Brock Ausstin! Brock tags Bo back in, then whips Alf into the ropes. Alf gets caught with a double back elbow! COACH I've got to say, I'm impressed with the continuity of Brock and Bo thus far! Bo scoops up Alf, and drives him with a running powerslam! Cover... 1... 2... Kickout! Brock tags back in, and grabs Alf's head, ramming it into the buckles, as the crowd counts along! 1!!! 2!!! 3!!! 4!!! 5!!! 6!!! 7!!! 8!!! 9!!! Brock stops and takes Alf over to Bo, ramming his face into Bo's outstretched boot! 10!!! Bo then tags in, and delivers a vertical suplex! Cover... 1... 2... Kickout! Brock tags in once again, and slams Alf to the mat. He then drops an elbow! COLE Big elbow from Brock! Brock then backs into the ropes, and drops a second! He then gets up, backs in again, and drops a third! Brock then gets up to take a shot at Black, but Black blocks the shot, and delivers a big headbutt, followed by a BIG right to the face, sending Brock to the mat! COACH Now that was kind of stupid on Brock's part, don't you think, Cole? COLE Brock going to meet Deon Black in the corner, and two impressive shots sends him right to the mat! Alf scoots over and tags Black, who steps in and picks up Brock, then lifts him in a PRESS SLAM~! COACH Look at that! Amazing! COLE Brock Ausstin, 305 pounds, lifted into the air like a featherweight by the Manitoba Mammoth! Black drops Brock across the top rope, throat-first! He then grabs onto the ropes, while standing right on Brock's midsection! COLE And now 500 pounds-plus on the midsection of Brock Ausstin! Black picks up Brock, and easily delivers a scoop slam. COACH Look at that, one-armed scoop slam... Black then backs into the ropes, and drops a big elbow! Cover... 1... 2... Shoulder up! COACH And Brock is in MAJOR trouble right now! Black turns Brock over, and applies a Boston crab! COLE And now a submission hold applied! COACH No, they're setting something up here! Alf tags in as Black still has the hold applied, and drops a snap legdrop to the back of the head! COLE And a nice legdrop by Alf, who is the legal man! A tag was made! Alf hooks Brock, and delivers a snap suplex! Cover... 1... 2... Shoulder up! COLE And Brock still BARELY surviving! Alf whips Brock into the ropes, and swings around him, grabbing a sleeper! COACH Alf sinking that sleeper in deep! Brock walks around the ring going for ropes, but Alf cinches in, and is able to drag Brock down to the mat. As he lays Brock down completely, the referee checks the arm... ONE!!! TWO!!! Brock holds through on the third lift! Brock forces his way up, and delivers a blow to the gut! Then a second! And a third, breaking the hold! Brock backs into the ropes, but Alf catches him with a knee to the gut! Alf then picks up Brock, and sets up a BELLY-TO-BELLY~!, but Brock blocks it, and delivers one of his own! COLE Belly-to-belly from Brock Ausstin out of nowhere! COACH And now he's got to tag! Alf opts to attempt to stop Brock, to no avail, as he MAKES A TAG~! COLE TAG MADE, and Bo in there! Bo delivers fists of fury, then backs Alf into the ropes, whipping him across and catching him with a big clothesline! He follows that with the STYLE INJECTION~! COLE There's the Style Injection! Cover... 1... 2... NO! Alf gets a shoulder up! Bo scoops up Alf, holding him for several seconds. COLE And Bo picking his spots here... Bo slams Alf to the mat! Bo then goes into a corner, and hops to the second rope. COLE Don't see this much from the big man! COACH He's taking too much time, though! Bo measures, and jumps off...right into a SUPERKICK~! from Alf! COLE WOW, and Alf caught him GOOD coming off that second rope! Alf quickly tags out to Black. COACH And here comes the big man again! Black picks up Bo, and shoves him right into a corner. COACH Look at this guy, Cole, he's awesome! COLE And this is his first real taste of OAOAST competition, he's been going through the preliminary wrestlers over the past few weeks! Black measures Bo, and delivers an AVALANCHE~! COLE And Bo crushed by 500-plus pounds in the corner! Bo sinks to a sitting position in the corner, where Black sits right down on him! COLE And again, wow! Black grabs Bo around the throat, and delivers a CHOKESLAM~! COLE And a one-armed chokeslam! Alf tags back in, and hammers away on Bo...then delivers a BELLY-TO-BELLY~! COACH Alf's setting him up, Cole! Alf measures Bo, and follows up with a T-BONE SUPLEX~!! Alf waits on Bo once again, and goes for the WHIPLASH~!!!, but Bo slips behind the back, then shoves Alf off into the ropes, and catches him with a SPINEBUSTER~!!! COLE And a big SPINEBUSTER from Bo, and now HE needs to make a tag! Bo slides over to his corner as Alf gets to his feet, and tags Brock! COLE And Brock back in once again! Alf begs off, but to no avail, as Brock delivers right hands, then ducks a big right from Alf, and delivers a back suplex! Brock then gets up to meet Black, backing into the ropes and delivering a flying shoulderblock, sending Black staggering into the ropes, and tying him up! The crowd is going nuts! COLE And the big man's trapped! Brock whips Alf into the ropes, and he and Bo deliver a DOUBLE SPINEBUSTER~!!! They then pick Alf up for a double suplex, as Heyross helps untie Black, who then hammers both guys from behind, grabbing them from behind and ramming their heads together. COACH Not for long, though, look at the big man dominate! COLE The referee's lost control of this one! Black grabs Bo, and delivers a trapped-arm belly-to-belly! Alf then picks up Brock for the EMERALD FUSION~!!!!!11111, as Black sets Bo up for the SWAN RIVER SLAM~!!!!!11111 However, Brock slips off, and shoves Alf towards Black, with Alf's head ramming right into the groin of Black! COACH Oh no! Bo slips off, and joins hands with Brock, as they double clothesline Black to the floor, but he lands on his feet! COLE And the big man comes down on his feet! Black then doubles over from the groin shot, as Brock picks up Alf and whips him into Bo, for the EROTIC AWAKENING OF B~!!!!!11111 COLE THERE IT IS~! Cover... 1... 2... 3!!! *DING DING DING* COACH I wouldn't have believed it, Cole! BUFFER The winners of the match...the team of BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRROCK AUSSSSSSSSTINNNNNNNNNN and BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHEMOTHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! Brock raises Bo's hand, as the two face every side of the ring. COACH Look, Cole! Black is trying to get into the ring, as Alf slides out and sluggishly grabs one of his arms, and Team Canada runs down to restrain him, as well! COACH It's taking all of these guys to restrain Deon Black from challenging both of these guys! COLE This one is far from over, I promise you that! With the chaos continuing at ringside, we go back up to Tony Schiavone and Jesse Ventura in the cheapseats. Schiavone is trying to keep a track of Black and co in the aisle, while Ventura just stares to camera with arms folded. SCHIAVONE Wow, what a way to kick of Syndicated, huh Jesse? VENTURA What the hell are THOSE two morons doing on MY show!? SCHIAVONE Who? VENTURA Those sofa dwellers! Where the hell... somebody get my agent on the phone! (searches pockets) Where's my cellphone, I wanna know why those two morons are calling matches on my show! Know nothing... never was... hair frostin... *DUNNA DUNNA* Cut to the lovely and underutilised MARIA, at the top of the empty entrance way earlier today. MARIA Still to come on Syndicated, we've got WAR GAMES! But coming up NEXT: Colombian Heat vs. Reject! Stay tuned! Disclaimer: Christy Hemme was busy. Probably. *Commercial Break* Edited October 28, 2006 by Tony149 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tony149 0 Report post Posted October 28, 2006 (edited) The lights go down in the arena as the opening of "Renegade" by Jay-Z & Eminem starts playing. When the bassline kicks in, a single white spotlight shines on the entryway. Reject comes out through the curtains to a chorus of boos. Reject poses as the spotlight shines on him, a smirk on his face. He then starts walking to the ring as "Renegade" continues playing. *DING DING DING* BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall with a thirty-minute TV time limit. Introducing first. Coming to the ring at this time. From The Bronx. Weighing in at 235 lbs. Representing The Five Burroughs, This...is...RRRRRRRRRRRREEEEJJJJJEEEEEEECCCCCCCCCCCCCCTTTTTTTTT! Reject continues walking to the ring, lunging after some fans along the way. Then an unexpected but familiar voice is heard. COLE Don't adjust your sets, ladies and gentlemen. It's the weekend not Thursday night. Michael Cole and Johnathan Coachman from HeldDOWN~! here to bring you the next match on Syndicated, a match that was added late to the show, but which is still personal, none the less. Two weeks ago on HeldDOWN~!, Colombian Heat took on Reject one-on-one. The match ended in a double countout when both men brawled on the floor. Afterwards, Reject continued his attack on Heat, knocking him out with the Eulogy as Heat’s girlfriend, Stacey Robertson, looked on! COACH Aww, poor little Stacey. Having to watch her boyfriend get annihilated at the hands of a superior athlete. If she was with me, she wouldn’t have to worry about that! COLE Do I have to go over this with you every week? SHE’S NOT GOING TO DATE YOU! COACH She will Mikey Cole. She will. Someday. Reject enters the second ring. The spotlight continues shining on him as he heads to a second turnbuckle and raises his hands in the air. The crowd boos. Reject eggs the crowd on. COACH The spotlight shines brightly on Reject! A member of The Five Burroughs, Reject has got an easy opponent tonight on Syndicated! COLE Don’t be too sure of yourself, Coach. Colombian Heat had him beat two weeks ago. COACH No he didn’t. The match ended in a double countout. COLE But Reject left the ring to avoid getting hit with the Colombian Necktie. COACH No, he left the ring to get a breather. Big difference. COLE *Sigh* Reject gets off the second turnbuckle. The lights go back on in the arena. Reject removes his sunglasses and black sleeveless vest, but keeps his bandana on. He pulls on the ropes and then looks to the entrance as "Renegade" by Jay-Z & Eminem dies down. COLE Hopefully, we will now see an actual winner in this rematch. COACH Yeah, Reject’s gonna beat the crap out of Colombian HACK! 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. "COME ON!" *BOOM~!* Pyro explodes, leaving behind fire that burns on both sides of the entrance. "Gasolina (Remix)" by Daddy Yankee featuring Lil’ Jon and Pitbull starts playing. The crowd cheers loudly. Colombian Heat dances his way out through the curtains. Heat raises his hands, acknowledging the fans. Colombian Heat points to both sides of the entrance, and then walks to the ring, slapping hands with the fans along the way. BUFFER And his opponent. Originally from Bogotá, Colombia but now residing in Miami, Florida. Weighing in at 180 lbs. COLOMBIANNNNNNNNNNNN HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT! COLE Colombian Heat and his friend Spanish Fly have had a few run-ins with Reject and his friends these past few weeks. Three weeks ago on HeldDOWN~!, Heat and Fly saved their friend Jumbo from an attack from The Burrough Boys. And let’s not forget, that Colombian Heat was the first one eliminated from the Heartland Invitational Chamber Of Hell Match II at World Without End BY Reject! COACH Yeah, he was eliminated before all six men entered! Ha! What a loser! COLE Heat has got the love of the fans. He’s got a girlfriend. He’s a talented superstar. I don’t think he’s such a loser. COACH Yeah...well...his shorts are too baggy. COLE You’re just looking for reasons to hate aren’t you? Colombian Heat stops in the front row to kiss Stacey Robertson, who is once again watching her man compete. Heat hops into the second ring. He gets on the second ring rope and does the "WESTSIIIIIIIDE" hand signal, receiving cheers. Heat then gets on a second turnbuckle and throws up the "W" hand signal again, receiving more cheers. COLE Stacey Robertson is here again tonight, and last Thursday she was accosted by Reject! Luckily, Colombian Heat came to her aid. COACH Reject wasn’t doing anything wrong. He was just getting a closer look at that fine specimen Colombian Heat calls his girlfriend. Can you BLAME him for being interested? COLE Stacey is a very attractive woman, but Reject shouldn’t be coming onto her when it’s obvious she’s not interested. COACH Spoken by someone whose been turned down 2 million times. COLE That’s 349,597 times mister! Colombian Heat gets off the second turnbuckle and calls for a microphone. He gets one as "Gasolina (Remix)" continues playing. COLOMBIAN HEAT YO! YO! YO! WHAT’S UP PITTSBURGH, P.A.!?!? The crowd cheers! "Gasolina (Remix)" by Daddy Yankee featuring Pitbull and Lil’ Jon dies down. The camera cuts to Stacey Robertson cheering. Colombian Heat winks at her. HEAT How you doin’ baby gurl? Stacey blows Heat a kiss. COLOMBIAN HEAT Now...if all of y’all are ready to see Reject feel the Heat, then Steel City, make some noise UP IN THIS-- *BAM!* Reject attacks Colombian Heat from behind as the crowd says, "BI-AAAATCH~!!!" Referee Charles Robinson calls for the bell. *DING DING DING* COLOMBIAN HEAT vs. REJECT Reject stomps on Colombian Heat. COLE Reject in a hurry to get this match started! COACH He didn’t want to deal with Colombian Heat’s pre-match schtick, so he stopped it, and thank you for that Reject, by the way. Reject picks Colombian Heat up. *CHOP!* "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" *CHOP!* "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Reject gives Heat a vertical suplex--Heat lands on his feet! Heat turns Reject around, and elbows him in the face a few times. CH grabs Reject and whips him into the ropes. He follows that up with an A.J. Styles-like dropkick that knocks Reject to the canvas! Stacey Robertson cheers! COACH Keep showing her and ignore Heat! Colombian Heat plays to the crowd, and then bounces off the ropes, doing the "Where The Hood At!?" onto Reject! Heat goes for the cover! ONE! TWO! THR--KICK OUT AT TWO! Colombian Heat grabs Reject’s right arm and applies an arm-bar on it. Charles Robinson checks on Reject, but he refuses to give up. Since it’s early in the match, Reject still has enough strength to roll back onto his feet. Reject escapes the arm-bar and hits Heat with a front dropkick! Heat hits the mat hard, so Reject gets up again and poses for the crowd. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" COLE Not alot of love for Reject here tonight. Reject taunts the crowd. He then goes to pick Colombian Heat up. PELE KICK! COLE Pele Kick! Pele Kick on Reject! COACH Oh no! He can hit it from anywhere! The crowd is fired up following that last move. Colombian Heat gets back to his feet and starts stomping away on Reject. CH picks up Reject and whips him into the ropes. Reject reverses. Colombian Heat bounces off the ropes. Step Over Spinning Heel Kick! COLE Reject not out of this match yet! COACH How could he be? It just started! And even if this match WAS long, he wouldn’t be out of it! Reject delivers a snap suplex on Heat. Reject then bounces off the ropes and does a Rolling Thunder onto Heat! REJECT THAT’S HOW YOU DO IT! Reject covers Heat. 1... 2... Colombian Heat rolls up Reject from behind! 1... 2... REJECT KICKS OUT! COLE Colombian Heat almost had the victory! Both Colombian Heat and Reject get up at the same time. They start slugging it out in the middle of the (second) ring. Reject gives Heat an Irish whip into the ropes--Heat reverses. Heat leaps onto Reject’s shoulders and gives him a headscissors takedown! STACEY ROBERTSON YEAH! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! COLE Good move by Colombian Heat! Reject rolls out of the ring. He looks pretty pissed. Colombian Heat takes this time to get onto a second turnbuckle and raise his hands in the air to cheers. Reject walks around the ringside area until he meets up with Stacey Robertson. Reject starts coming onto her again, which causes the crowd to boo. COLE There he goes again! He just won’t leave her alone! COACH Her red hair and B-Cup breasts are like magnets to him! He can’t help it! Colombian Heat sees Reject flirting with Stacey and exits the ring. But unlike last Thursday, Reject is prepared, knocking Colombian Heat to the floor with a VICIOUS back elbow! COLE Reject just suckered Colombian Heat right in! COACH He knew Colombian Heat would come to Stacey’s aid. He prepared for it and it worked! Bravo Reject! Bravo! Reject glances at Stacey, an evil grin on his face. The crowd boos as Reject picks up Colombian Heat and throws him into the ring. Reject stomps on Colombian Heat, taunting him in between the stomping. Reject picks up Colombian Heat by his orange T-shirt. Northern Lights Suplex with a bridge! It gets two. Reject poses again, garnering more boos. "LET’S GO HEAT!" "LET’S GO HEAT!" "LET’S GO HEAT!" "LET’S GO HEAT!" Stacey Robertson leads the chant. COLE Stacey trying to get the crowd fired up for Heat. Reject tells the crowd to "SHUT UP BEFORE I EAT YOUR CHILDREN!" He picks Colombian Heat up. Heat is dazed. Reject sizes CH up, and then kicks him in the gut--BLOCKED! So, Reject responds to that with an Owen Hart style Enziguri! He goes for the cover! COLE 1! 2! And--no! COACH THAT WASN’T ENOUGH!? COLE No. It wasn’t. The match still continues! COACH COME ON! "HEAT!" "HEAT!" "HEAT!" "HEAT!" Reject is getting slightly winded, but still carries on. He picks up Colombian Heat, taunts him, and then delivers a Fisherman’s Buster on Heat! COLE Whoa! What a move from Reject! Reject’s not done yet, as he climbs the top rope. He then jumps off the top rope with a Macho Man style elbow onto Colombian Heat’s chest! Reject covers Heat. ONE....TWO....KICK OUT! COLE Colombian Heat continues fighting on! Reject is pissed, and yells at the referee. But Charles Robinson still insists the count was 2. Reject says, "Fine!" and waits for Colombian Heat to get up. Once he does, Reject nails Heat with a Maven-style dropkick that is so powerful that it sends Colombian Heat to the outside! Stacey stands up, worried for her boyfriend. Charles Robinson starts his 10 count, but Reject tells Lil’ Naitch to hold on...so that he can charges towards Colombian Heat and hit him with a baseball slide! Heat hits the guardrail HARD! COLE Reject not letting Colombian Heat get one ounce of offense here tonight! He wants to make sure that this match ends with his victory! COACH And he’s doing a good job of making sure of that I tells ya! Colombian Heat winces in pain. Reject smirks at the fallen Colombian Heat. Charles Robinson is counting again, but Reject really doesn’t want this match to also end in a countout, so he exits the ring in order to pick Colombian Heat up and throw him back into the ring again. Reject stomps on Colombian Heat for a little bit, and then picks him up. Irish whip into the ropes. Colombian Heat goes for a clothesline, but Reject ducks, grabs Heat from behind, and nails him with a German Suplex! The once beloved face gets up and poses for the fans. He then readjusts his bandana and picks Heat up. *CHOP!* "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Reject whips Colombian Heat into the ropes. He goes for a clothesline, but Colombian Heat ducks, and punches Reject in the face! He punches Reject again! And again! Colombian Heat DANCES~! And then punches Reject in the face a fourth time completing the Shake, Rattle, & Roll! Heat then bounces off the ropes and does a SHIMMY~! dropping a knee onto the head of Reject! COLE Shaky Leg Kneedrop! Colombian Heat is making the comeback! CH covers Reject. It gets two. CH picks Reject up. Heat punches him in the face a few times, then whips him into the ropes. Clothesline! Followed by another clothesline! Then another! And another! And another! And STILL another! CH whips Reject into a turnbuckle. He follows with another clothesline! Colombian Heat then unleashes a combination of chops and punches to Reject! The crowd gets hotter and hotter with each punch and chop. Colombian Heat then switches to martial arts kicks all over Reject’s body. COLE Reject keeps getting nailed with those martial arts kick! COACH Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Colombian Heat finishes off the kicks with a jumping back kick to Reject’s jaw, which causes him to slump down onto the mat with his head resting on the bottom turnbuckle. COLE Uh-oh! Oh my! COACH No! Not this again! The crowd starts cheering loudly, as is Stacey. Heat smiles at Stacey and then walks over to the opposite turnbuckle. COACH Please tell me! Not this! Colombian Heat does the "low-rider" hand gesture, and then charges forward...doing a Broncobuster on Reject! COLE Broncobuster! Reject just got hit with the Broncobuster! COACH Oh God! Why!? That’s disgusting! A disgusting move that should be banned from the OAOAST! UGH! Colombian Heat does another SHIMMY~! to the crowd’s delight. Heat picks up Reject once again and whips him into the ropes. Heat charges forward, but Reject counters with a BAAAAAAACK Body Drop onto the gap in between the two rings. Luckily, Colombian Heat lands on his feet. But Reject doesn’t know that, and exits the ropes to pose. While he does that, Heat hops onto the top ring rope and launches off it, hitting Reject from behind with a springboard flying forearm! COLE What a maneuver! What a maneuver from Colombian Heat! COACH What is wrong with Reject? Is he off his "A" game? Why is he letting Colombian Heat beat him like this? COLE Perhaps Colombian Heat has Reject’s number. COACH Or perhaps not. Colombian Heat goes to pick Reject up...but Reject kicks him in his right knee and rolls out of the second ring into the first. COACH That’s good Reject. That’s good. Take a breather. That’s very good. Colombian Heat follows Reject into the first ring, climbing the top turnbuckle. Heat waits for Reject to get up. When Reject gets to his feet, Colombian Heat flies off the top rope and hits Reject with a beautiful missile dropkick! After he hits the missile dropkick, Colombian Heat sits up and looks at his right hand. "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" COLE Here we go! It’s showtime, folks! COACH I hate this move so damn much. Colombian Heat starts shaking his right hand. His head is also shaking, like he’s having a seizure. Stacey Robertson is also shaking her right hand in the front row, smiling brightly. COLE It could be time for the most illingnest move in sports-entertainment! COACH WHAT?! After shaking his head and hand for sometime, Colombian Heat stretches out his arms and lets out a "WASSSSSUUUUUPPPPPPPPPPPPPP?" before doing a Spin-A-Roonie to the delight of the crowd! COLE Spin-A-Roonie! Spin-A-Roonie! Spin-A-Roonie! STACEY ROBERTSON YEAH BABY! YEAH! Colombian Heat stands up and poses for the crowd. Colombian Heat covers Reject. 1...2...3--KICK OUT! COACH Should have covered him immediately instead of doing that stupid move, Heat. COLE Maybe so. Colombian Heat is disappointed. He picks up Reject and whips him into the ropes--NO--Reject reverses. Colombian Heat slides underneath Reject’s legs...but gets hit in the face with a STIFF crescent kick! COLE Crescent Kick wipes out Colombian Heat’s jaw! Reject covers Heat. 1... 2... 2.999999999999999999999999999 HEAT GETS HIS SHOULDERS UP! Stacey Robertson is biting her nails. Reject can’t believe he only got two. The match is starting to take its toll on both men, as they are now sweating and breathing hard. Reject gets up slower this time. He grabs Colombian Heat by his head and whips him into a turnbuckle. Reject follows with a Stinger Splash, but Heat moves out of the way just in the nick of time! Heat takes advantage of Reject’s stunned state, grabbing him and placing him on the second turnbuckle. Heat then climbs the top turnbuckle by himself. Heat uses the back of Reject to maintain his balance. COLE Colombian Heat using his quickness that time, and what is he doing now? Colombian Heat leaps up. INVERTED HURRICARANA OFF THE TOP ROPE!!!!!!!!! COACH YO~! COLE How about that? The crowd explodes with cheers. Stacey jumps up and down. Colombian Heat quickly covers the fallen Reject. Charles Robinson counts. 1! 2! 2 1/2 2.999999999999999999999999999999999999999 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NOPE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! KICK OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! CROWD GROOOAANNN! COLE REJECT KICKED OUT! I DON’T BELIEVE IT! COACH I can! He just shocked everybody by kicking out of that one! COLE I thought that was it! I thought that was the ending! COACH Well, you thought wrong. Reject’s still alive, baby! The crowd is shocked, along with Colombian Heat and Stacey. "THAT WAS 3!" "THAT WAS 3!" "THAT WAS 3!" "THAT WAS 3!" COLE Reject still fighting despite that incredible inverted hurricarana! COACH He’s gonna win this one! I know he will! The tide is shifting right about now! Colombian Heat grits his teeth and shoots up. He puts his hands around his neck and starts gagging, the international sign for the Colombian Necktie. COLE That move will make it into the highlight reel of the OAOAST 2006, but even more amazing, is that Reject KICKED OUT! A tired Colombian Heat picks up Reject. He kicks Reject in the stomach, turns him around, turns around himself, and then hooks Reject’s arms. HOWEVER, Reject escapes Heat’s grip. He then pushes Colombian Heat into the ropes and rolls him up! 1! 2! KICK OUT! COLE He almost got him! Reject grabs Colombian Heat and whips him into the ropes. Spinning Wheel Kick! Heat’s flat on the mat. Reject climbs the top rope. COLE This match has taken us from the second ring to the first! Reject leaps onto the top ring rope, and then springboards off of it for a moonsault. THAT MISSES! COLE Reject got alot of air on that one, but didn’t get Heat! COACH Ah nuts. Reject lies face down on the mat. Colombian Heat slowly gets up, using the ropes for help. Reject starts getting up himself. Colombian Heat gets to a vertical base. He is perspiring and out of breath, but he still manages to get into position to deliver his finishing move. COLE Reject could be in trouble here! Reject slowly gets to one knee with Colombian Heat right behind him. The crowd is getting hot, hoping that the end is near. Stacey Robertson is slapping the guardrail as a way of supporting Heat. COACH Oh, look out Reject! Look out! Reject slowly, very slowly gets to a vertical base. He is having trouble standing up though. The crowd cheers loudly. COLE Colombian Heat going for the finish! Colombian Heat hooks Reject’s arms, but Reject escapes again! Reject punches Heat in the face and grabs him in a 3/4 facelock. THE EULOGY! NO! Colombian Heat escapes! Heat hooks Reject’s arms, and then lifts him up into the air! Colombian Heat lets the blood rush to Reject’s head. COACH No! No! No! No! No! COLE Could it be? Could it be? Colombian Heat smiles at the crowd... ...AND THEN DROPS REJECT WITH THE COLOMBIAN NECKTIE~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1111111111 "YEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" COLE Colombian Necktie! It’s all over! Colombian Heat covers Reject, hooking Reject’s left leg. Referee Charles Robinson counts, as does the crowd. ONE! TWO! THREE! *DING DING DING* (9:06) "YEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" COLE Colombian Heat picks up the win on Syndicated! "Gasolina (Remix)" by Daddy Yankee featuring Lil’ Jon and Pitbull starts playing. Colombian Heat raises his hands in victory with Stacey Robertson cheering on. BUFFER Here is your winner...COLOMBIANNNNNNNNNNNN HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT! Heat plays to the crowd while Reject lies on the mat, a beaten man. Heat dances to his theme song. COLE Reject put up quite a fight, but in the end, Colombian Heat was able to escape the Eulogy and hit the Colombian Necktie to pick up the win! COACH What a bunch of baloney! It should be Reject celebrating with Stacey in his arms! How did that clod end up with her? COLE Maybe it’s because of what we just seen. Colombian Heat is a terrific athlete and one of the best OAOAST superstars today! COACH It’s the money. That’s it! Stacey’s a gold digger! COLE Oh pish-posh! CH throws up the "W" one more time on a second turnbuckle as "Gasolina (Remix)" continues playing. COLOMBIAN HEAT I CAN’T BE STOPPED, YO! DAMN RIGHT! Heat blows a kiss to Stacey and waves to her. Stacey blows a kiss and waves back. COLE What a performance by Colombian Heat. Able to escape the Eulogy and hit the Colombian Necktie. Let’s take a look at the replay. The OAOAST Syndicated logo flashes across the screen. We see Reject doing the baseball slide onto Colombian Heat. COACH Okay, so the match went back and forth, but Reject had more offense, thank you very much. Cut to Colombian Heat giving Reject the inverted hurricarana. COACH Then Colombian Heat actually hit an offensive move on Reject. With that inverted Frankensteiner--I’m sorry--Hurricarana. I still can’t explain that one. It almost took the head off of Reject though, so if Reject was decapitated, Colombian Heat could have been arrested for murder! Reject still kicked out. Because he can. Cut to the ending with Colombian Heat escaping the Eulogy and hitting the Colombian Necktie. COACH I CAN explain this. Colombian Heat put vaseline on his head, so Reject’s hands couldn’t properly grip Heat’s head. That allowed Colombian Heat to escape, and hit his finishing move, the Colombian Necktie for the 1-2-3. COLE He put vaseline on his head? COACH Yeah! How else can you explain Heat escaping the Eulogy? COLE Coach come on! Give me a break! COACH What? It’s the truth, Ruth! I’ll never use that phrase again; I’m sorry. The OAOAST Syndicated logo flashes across the screen. We return to live action with Colombian Heat hugging and kissing Stacey Robertson. Heat helps Stacey over the guardrail. COACH I think I just saw panties! COLE No you didn’t, Coach. She’s wearing jeans. COACH Oh. Heat walks with Stacey hand in hand back into the first ring. Colombian Heat plays to the crowd some more, pointing to his girlfriend as if to say, "Check out what I’ve got!" Stacey blushes, shy being around all these thousands of people. COACH *Sigh* That should be me up there. Colombian Heat raises Stacey Robertson’s hands in the air. The crowd cheers loudly. Suddenly, the lights go down and pyro shoots up from the four ring posts. The crowd cheers some more. COLE What a sight up there! What a memorable night this episode of Syndicated is turning out to be! And it’s just gonna keep on getting better! We’ve still got Tha Puerto Rican squaring off against Jamie O’ Hara as well as War Games! COACH Two things to cheer me up after this match! I can’t wait! COLE We’ll be back with more of Syndicated right after this! Colombian Heat hugs and kisses Stacey Robertson in the ring. The lights are still out and pyro is still shooting from the ring posts. The crowd cheers loudly as "Gasolina (Remix)" by Daddy Yankee featuring Lil’ Jon and Pitbull continues playing. The two love birds hug, smiling broadly, all alone in the ring, and that’s the last image we see as we go to break. Edited October 28, 2006 by Tony149 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tony149 0 Report post Posted October 28, 2006 As we return to the arena An Ode To Killings, a song we haven't heard in quite a while is playing while Prince Killings stands in the ring. TONY Welcome back to Syndicated folks. WarGames is almost upon us, but right now we are about to see the OAOAST debut of someone who claims will "raise the bar" for the rest of the locker room. And why is there a red curtain covering the entranceway? JESSE Because, Tony, the curtain is about to rise on what should be a storied career. What, they didn't teach you symbolism in your correspondence course in broadcasting? The music fades and the arena lights go out. A spolight shines on the curtain as the opening of Dani California by the Red Hot Chili Peppers comes over the PA. The curtain slowly rises as the first verse begins, revealing James Riggs and Staci standing side by side. Riggs wears a long white trench coat opened in front while Staci is wearing a white dress shirt tied up to show a bit of midrift and a black skirt cut about halfway between her knee and thigh. Black bandana, sweet Louisiana Robbin' on a bank in the state of Indiana She's a runner, rebel and a stunner Oh her merry way sayin' baby whatcha gonna Lookin' down the barrel of a hot metal forty five Just another way to survive BUFFER And his opponent, making his OAOAST debut here tonight. Being accompanied by Staci Robert, he hails from Torrence, California and weighs in at two hundred and thirty-two pounds. Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome to the OAOAST....JAMES RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIGGGGGS!!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" Riggs simply brushes off the boos as he continues to walk with Staci now leading the way. She walks up the ring steps, Riggs taking the opportunity to enjoy the view before walking up himself. Staci kisses her hand and puts it to James' lips before she sits on the middle rope and, in one smooth motion, brings her legs up and crosses them, balancing her entire body on the middle rope while pushing up the top rope, allowing Riggs to step through. When Riggs is in the ring she, in another smooth motion, uncrosses them and ducks under the top rope herself. JESSE Well, that Staci sure has some flexibility. That probably comes in handy in other areas as well. Riggs walks over to the corner and climbs onto the second turnbuckle. He slaps his chest twice with crossed arms before cockily raising them into the air. Pyro shoots across both sides of the ring apron behind him (a la Shawn Michaels) before meeting at the ring post where a stream of golden sparkles shoots out. TONY From what we understand, James Riggs started in California at the age of 19, about seven years ago and made his name in the independent organizations there before moving on to Japan and our sister promotion, HI-YAH. JESSE I've watched some tapes of his matches and it isn't cockiness when he says he can teach people a thing or two around here. That match with Zack Malibu in Yokohama had the fans absolutely riveted. Staci helps Riggs remove his coat and he hands her his sunglasses with a peck on the lips. Referee Charles Robinson holds the ropes open for her to exit before he gives last minute instructions to both men and calls for the bell. *DING DING* Riggs immediately charges at Killings and takes him down. Killings tries to fight back, but Riggs is much too fast and skilled for him. Killings grabs for the ropes and forces a break, scrambling to his feet in the corner. Staci taunts him from the outside, distracting him while Riggs stands in the opposite corner. JESSE Watch this, Tony, watch this! Riggs charges towards a still distracted Killings, who turns his attention to his opponent just in time to see him do a forward roll....and smash his foot right into Prince's face! "OHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" TONY OH! Whatamaneuver!! JESSE That's a rolling wheel kick, made famous by the great Jushin Liger. TONY I think Prince is out! Indeed, Killings flops to the mat face first before Riggs rolls him over and covers. 1...... 2...... 3!!!! *DING DING* TONY What!? It's over! Staci squeals with delight as Riggs has his arm raised. JESSE That might have been one of the fastest wins in OAOAST history. One move and it's over! TONY Let's get the official word from Michael Buffer. BUFFER Llladies and gentlemen, your winner by pinfall in seventeen and one half seconds.....JAAAAAAMES RRRRRRRRRIGGGSSSSSSS!!!!! Riggs, who should be happy about his first OAOAST win, is simply shaking his head, the words "That's it?" crossing his lips. TONY 17.5 seconds? We have to check, but that may be an OAOAST record. An incredible and effortless debut for James Riggs, though you have to admit that the competition wasn't exactly fierce. JESSE Crappy opponent or not, when the entrances take longer than the match did, it's impressive. TONY Well, James Riggs has certainly made quite an impact in his OAOAST debut. Now let's go to "Mene" Gene Okerlund for a special interview. Cut to the arena floor and the old and as old school gets interview stage, stationed to one side of the entrance way, where the incomparable "Mene" Gene Okerlund is waiting, microphone in hand. The crowd behind him start waving like the mindless drones they are as soon as they see the camera on them. Gene-O's a professional though and does his best to ignore them. OKERLUND Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time... he is YOUR 2005 OAOAST Rookie Of The Year... "THE NATURAL" CHHRRIISSTTIIAANN... WWWRRRRIIIIIIGGHHTT!!!! *BREEEAAAK!* "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" "Tear Away" by Drowning Pool powers through the arena as the street-clad Christian Wright emerges, head down solemnly as he takes the detour from the aisleway to the interview stage. Scaling the steps, Wright takes a moment to glare out a fan with a conveniently placed "NATURAL BORN LOSER" sign before taking up his position beside Gene. Facing away from the fans, naturally. SCHIAVONE And here's a man at his lowest ebb. Christian Wright, having a terrible 2006 which got even worse two Thursday nights ago as he lost to the Dance Dance Dragon, a big fall from grace from the man who main evented Zero Hour in February. VENTURA Okerlund better watch himself tonight. He's got a big mouth and he's talking to someone who's liable to lose it at any second. SCHIAVONE I notice you weren't quick to volunteer to interview him. VENTURA I'm busy enough dealing with you Schiavone! "CHRIS - TIAN SUCKS!" "CHRIS - TIAN SUCKS!" "CHRIS - TIAN SUCKS!" "CHRIS - TIAN SUCKS!" OKERLUND Chri... WRIGHT Before I proceed, Mr Okerlund... (turns to crowd) I must INSIST on some sembleance of repose from these uneducated heathens. "CHRIS - TIAN SUCKS!" "CHRIS - TIAN SUCKS!" "CHRIS - TIAN SUCKS!" "CHRIS - TIAN SUCKS!" Well, that failed. If anything, the chants just get louder as Wright pouts, trying to keep his cool. OKERLUND They don't seem to be stopping. VENTURA Very astute. OKERLUND Well I think we should continue anyway. Christian, it's been ten months since the Angle Awards, where you were voted 2005 Rookie Of The Year by our loyal OAOAST fans. Ten, long, hard months. In that time you lost your HI-YAH Heavyweight Championship to Zack Malibu, failed to capture both the HI-YAH and OAOAST Tag Team Titles. You split with your bodyguard and tag team partner Bohemoth, who then went on to defeat you in your one on one Cage Match score settler. And last week on HeldDOWN~!, you suffered what some say was your most embarrassing defeat, at the hands of the Dance Dance Dragon. WRIGHT Pray tell, Eugene. Eugene!? WRIGHT Is this savage character assassination a means to an end, or is a point forthcoming? OKERLUND A point is coming, yes. Because many people are saying that you've failed to live up to your Rookie Of The Year billing. And my point, my question, is do you feel you've let down the OAOAST fans who voted for you? Shaking his head, Wright smirks at the suggestion. Glancing over his shoulder, one long at the fans just puts the smirk back on his face. WRIGHT 'Let down, the fans'? Ha! The contribution of said, quote unqoute, 'fans' to my thus far impressive career is barely worth calculation! A nonentity! These 'fans' may have ballotted yours truly into Rookie Of The Year candidancy, yet they contributed nothing towards the accomplishments that put me into contention in the first place. These very same cretins now take unbridled gaiety in witnessing my supposed downfall. Towards them, I have nothing to answer to! Nothing! "CHRIS - TIAN SUCKS!" "CHRIS - TIAN SUCKS!" WRIGHT SILENCE!! "CHRIS - TIAN SUCKS!" "CHRIS - TIAN SUCKS!" OKERLUND If we could... stay focused. Thank you. Now, during your match with the Dance Dance Dragon, it was suggested that being Rookie Of The Year has placed a 'curse' on you? Would you agree with that? WRIGHT Curses are the things of myths and whimsical fancy. I am under no 'vexation' or 'hoodoo'. OKERLUND So, how would you explain your terrible record this year? "OOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH!" This time there's no smirk, as Wright just glares a hole right through Okerlund. Wright is fuming inside, so much so that it's slowly showing on the outside, like a balloon about to burst. And Okerlund wisely checks behind him for a quick escape route. Just incase. WRIGHT Please proceed to the next question. OKERLUND Okay. Well, uhm, in that case, how do you plan on ensuring next year isn't as much of a failure as this year has been? VENTURA Oh, he's asking for it now! Gene might be pushing his luck a little as Wright hangs his head, running a hand through his hair. Enough is enough though and Wright throws his hands up in defeat, before turning to leave. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" OKERLUND Now hang on just a minute here. These are perfectly valid question Christian. Don't expect us all to believe that you're lost for words, these people know you far better than that. You asked for this time to give us some answers Christian. And so far, we haven't got any. Is this just a crisis of confidence, or something more? Wright makes it down just one step, rethinking even as he does so. In no mood to answer the questions being thrown at him, the oddly quiet Natural turns back to leave. But again he stops short. Not because of any second thoughts this time, but instead because of the sound of music playing through the arena... ...as "Money Talks" by AC/DC hits!? "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" SCHIAVONE Now, hold on a minute. What is this!? VENTURA Looks like Theodore Moneymaker! Maybe he's gonna bung Okerlund some cash to shut his mouth and stop hassling our Rookie Of The Year. Sure enough, the finely dressed figure that steps through the curtains is "The Billion Dollar Heir" Theodore Moneymaker, strolling out with his finely tailored smoking jacket bursting with dollar bills. However, he's not alone. Flanking the OAOAST's most money making man is Mackenzie DeCenzo, Business Consultant to The Beverly Hills Blonds who've also decided to join the party in their matching blue pastel suits. Moneymaker coaxes Wright back onto the interview stage as he scales the steps, adjusting the jacket as the fans jeer away. OKERLUND Theodore Moneymaker, we haven't seen you since your run-in with Los Diablos de Fuego weeks ago. Just what business do you ha... THEODORE Shut up, little man! I'm not here to talk to you, I'm here to talk to this gentleman, so you just keep that microphone steady and your trap shut! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" THEODORE As you alluded to, Okerlund, sometime ago I was humiliated on worldwide television by Los Diablos de Fuego. Apparently they were upset with a presentation put together by my friends at SMN Productions where I traveled to Guacamole, Mexico and foreclosed on an unpaid loan. Little did I know Augusto and Lupita were close friends of Los Diablos. So like a second-rate Zorro, they decided to avenge the poor by going after the rich. But they hapened to pick on the most ruthless gringo on the planet, Theodore Moneymaker. To quote a phrase, "Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me." Well they fooled me once and paid the price in not just their blood but their dear friend and mascot, that ridiculous inflatable doll El Ovéja. And I have the Beverly Hills Blonds to thank -- Simon Singleton, Ned Blanchard and the lovely Mackenzie DeCenzo. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" THEODORE With my money, their brains and a little help from a couple of Conquistadors...hahahahahaha....Los Diablos de Fuego found out the hard way you don't stand on Superman's cape, you don't spit in the wind, and you don't mess with the rich and famous. It's no secret Moneymaker Enterprises had been persuing a stake in SMN Productions and vice versa, and since our first joint venture went so well, we've decided to make it permanent. That's right, baby! I'm proud to announce Moneymaker Enterprises and SMN Productions have merged to form The Enterprise. BWAHAHAHAHA! SCHIAVONE Moneymaker Enterprises and SMN Productions together as one? My goodness! THEODORE That brings me to you, Christian Wright. It seems you have a bit of a problem. You see, myself and my new Business Associate have been going through our extensive files on the OAOAST roster. And it seems your record this year is a little "in the red". When I read on, I thought to myself "that can't be right". Here is the Rookie Of The Year, a valuable asset, going to waste. Prospects, Christian. Theodore Moneymaker is all about the prospects. Because prospects lead into success. And success means money. Hell, you only need take one look at me. HAHAHA! Mackenzie and The Blonds join on the laugh, Christian still seeming a little confused as to what's going on. THEODORE Now Mackenzie has informed me about you. And apparantly, you're a smart guy. Am I right? WRIGHT My intelligence is unparalled within this company. THEODORE That's exactly what I thought. (looks off into the distance) You know, nowadays, I'm such a busy man. As a successful entrepreneur and professional wrestler I've got a lot on my plate. Not enough hours in the day. It's so hard to find the time to count my vast fortunes... to check my stocks... keep tabs on all my little side-interests. Aaah. Sometimes, I just yearn for a simpler life. Being "The Billion Dollar Heir" is hard sometimes. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Mackenzie wraps a comforting arm around the whimsical Moneymaker's shoulder, as the Blonds wipe away tears from their eyes. THEODORE I have a mantra in life, Christian. Money breeds success, because success breeds money. The desire for one breeds the desire for the other you see. Now, from the looks of things, you need success. Which must therefore mean... A subtle nod from Moneymaker prompts Mackenzie to reach into his breast pocket. Counting out a handful of bills, Mackie strolls over and seductively slides the wad of cash in Christian Wright's back pocket! Complete with a flutter of the eyelashes! Wright's eyes bulge a little as he grabs the bills from his pocket and counts them out. At least 5 notes, presumably 100s. Small change to Theodore Moneymaker, but enough to peak The Natural's interest it seems. THEODORE Take it all in buddy. That's freshly printed, only the best when you're dealing with me. Wright nods, still staring at the money. THEODORE What I'm looking for Christian is someone to join my Enterprise. A smart man. An intelligent man. A man like you, who can keep an eye on all of my wheelings and dealings and manage my large portfolio. A Financial Analyst of sorts. And naturally, working for Theodore Moneymaker, there's plenty more where that came from. Eyebrows peaking, Wright fans the money across the palm of his other hand. THEODORE What you've got here is a once in a lifetime offer. So, what's it to be my friend? Deal, or No Deal? WRIGHT Well, Mr Moneymaker... ...you've acquired yourself a deal! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" As the smile creeps back onto his face, CW stashes the cash back in his pocket and shakes the hand of the laughing Moneymaker to seal the deal! Ned and Simon exchange handshakes with their new associate as well, Mackenzie applauding away in the background as Christian finds himself in the fold. OKERLUND Theo... MONEYMAKER Take a good look, little man! Take a good look, because this is proof as if proof were needed... that Money Talks and Bullshit Walks! MWUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Right on cue, AC/DC's "Money Talks" hits again as the new-found fivesome turn away and make their leave, Moneymaker still chuckling away as Mackenzie DeCenzo tries to get some applause going, to no avail what-so-ever. VENTURA Wow, Schiavone! Christian Wright came out here a broken man and now, he's leaving with a pocket full of cash and a job with The Enterprise! Talk about your reversal in fortune. In more ways than one. So much for that curse, huh? SCHIAVONE I wouldn't go that far, it's not like Christian won a match here tonight. Money doesn't neccessarily bring you success Jess. VENTURA You'd better start walking, because that's B.S! SCHIAVONE Fans, Michael Cole and The Coach will be back to call our next match. VENTURA What?! SCHIAVONE Stay with us! More great action when we return! VENTURA What's this about those goofs... Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tony149 0 Report post Posted October 28, 2006 (edited) COLE Up next on Syndicated is a big championship match...just not a championship from here. The HI-GATE Brave Cup Championship will be defended, as champion Ultra Shago will face Sly Sommers in a Two Out of Three Falls bout! COACH This all started back at the second Torneo Cibernetico in OAOAST history on HeldDOWN~! back in August, where Sly blamed Shago and Dark Predator's lucha exhibition on breaking the pace of the match and therefore costing him the victory in some half-hatched theory. This led to a great tag team bout with Yoshi Chusaki and Sly facing Predator and Shago on HeldDOWN~! a little over a month ago. In that bout, the HI-GATE duo scored the victory... COLE Sommers got picked up by HI-GATE for a tour during the late summer and all of fall. During this tour, Shago and Sly have met three times, twice in tag competition and once for the belt. The first time they met in a tag, Sommers scored the pin in a rematch of the HeldDOWN~! tag with a high-angle powerbomb. The second bout, for the belt, Shago reversed the powerbomb into a snapping hurricanrana to retain the title. Last week in Osaka, Sommers and partner Alex Bryant defeated Shago and Predator when Sommers made the champ tap out to a Liontamer. The HI-GATE President, Kazushi Shiyamoto, has granted the OAOAST the opportunity to host what shall be an amazing bout, as they've made this a three-fall bout to make sure there's a decisive winner after the trading of wins in the Orient. COACH The grapplers are already in the ring! Michael Buffer, introduce these men! (Cut to wide shot of the rings) BUFFER The following bout is set for two out of three falls and is for the HI-GATE Brave Cup Championship! Introducing first, now residing in Scranton, Pennsylvania and weighing in at 201 pounds...in the crimson and grey letterman jacket, biker tights, and boots, he is SLYYYYYYYYYYYYY SOOOOOOMERRRRRRRRRRRS! (boos as Sly raises his fist) BUFFER And his opponent...from Japan...he weighs in tonight at 160 pounds...wearing the white trunks and mask with red fringe and red boots...he is the HI-GATE BRAVE CUP CHAMPIOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON....ULTRA SHAGOOOOOOOOO! (Shago stares forward intensely and adjusts his wrist tape) The referee frisks both men, then signals for the bell... *DING DING* Shago and Sly circle around mid-ring, trying to figure a way to get an early advantage. Shago sticks his hand out for a handshake and Sly reaches out to shake it...then rolls to his side, comes up on one knee, and flips Shago off! They circle around some more and go into a collar and elbow lock-up. Sly tries going under and into a rear waistlock, but cannot lock his hands before Shago is able to go into a wristlock to reverse! Sly tries to yank his wrist out, then attempt a roll-through, as Shago lets go of the hold. Sly comes up to his knees and Shago smiles at him, irritating Sly. Sly gets back to his feet and they circle around again before locking up. This time, Sly quickly goes right into a cravate. Shago steps on the back of Sly's knee to bend him down to a kneeling position, then is easily able to pop his head out and swing around into a headlock on the other side. COACH As much as some people don't like Sly, myself included, I think he's totally making a mistake by trying to re-prove himself with the chain wrestling and should be using his size and power advantage to his favor. Sly has his head cranked in the hold for a moment before rolling to his side, grabbing Shago's legs on the way down and tripping him onto his stomach. Sommers tries to cross Shago's legs, but Ultra Shago pushes up with his arms, allowing him to use his legs to push Sly's hands downward, bending Sommers over. Shago is able to free his feet, then rolls backwards over Sly's back and rolls right back into an Oklahoma Roll... ONE! KICKOUT! Shago rolls right back to his feet and does the "that close" hand symbol right in Sly's face, causing Sly to slap the hand away and pout. Sommers gets pissed and is ready to go back into action. They go into a collar and elbow lock-up, and Sly goes under and into a rear waistlock. Sommers then goes down to one knee while turning around sideways and shoves Shago by the waist, tripping him over the knee. Sommers then leaps into a side headlock on the mat. Shago escapes by bridging out, then twisting around and going into a grounded front facelock. Shago then turns that into a similar side headlock on the mat. Ultra Shago tries bridging back, but that allows Sly to twist out and go into a grounded hammerlock, pressing the palm of Shago's left hand into the mat. But, Shago is somehow able to bridge back into a headstand, then kips up to his feet and nails an armdrag! COLE Geez! Ultra Shago is amazing! Sly bounces up and goes low as Shago leaps straight up, as Sly shove-tosses him forward. Sommers comes off of the ropes behind him as Shago goes down into a dropdown. Sly leaps over Shago, who then pops up to his feet as Sommers comes off of the ropes on the other side. Shago leapfrogs Sly, then rolls onto his back for an inverted monkey flip. Sly comes off of the ropes again and grabs Shago's legs, lifting him into a wheelbarrow and then right into an electric chair. Sly tosses Shago up...and Shago reverses into a front-roll headscissors takedown! Sly rolls back to his feet and runs right into a single-leg takedown. Shago comes off of the ropes and leaps over Sommers, who's rolled over onto his stomach. Shago comes off of the ropes as Sly gets up, Sommers tries to go for a tilt-a-whirl slam, but Shago reverses into a satellite headscissors takeover that sends Sommers to the outside! COACH So far, it's been all Shago! Sly comes to his feet quickly, embarrassed by the domination and the booing. Sly grabs Michael Buffer's chair from under him and slams it repeatedly into the ringpost! Sommers then throws it down and spits on Buffer before re-entering the ring, somewhat calmer. Both men circle around, then stick their hands out for a Greco-Roman knucklelock. It takes a few seconds to get the hands adjusted correctly, but they eventually battle for position. Shago tries leaping onto Sly for a monkey flip out of it, but Sly yanks him down by the hands and drives him down face-first onto the mat! Sommers then drops down into a front facelock on the mat. Shago twists and floats on top into a reverse hammerlock to escape the hold. Sly slowly steps up to a bent position, as Shago keeps the hammerlock on. Sly then twists around under the hold, grabs onto Shago's wrist with his other hand, and twists around into a side wristlock. Sly is able to twist over and go behind into another reverse hammerlock. This time, Shago drops down to his knees, then crawls backwards between Sly's legs, going behind his back while escaping the hold. Shago then does a double-handed slap to Sly's back, stunning him for a moment as he leaps over Sly's shoulder and nails an armdrag! COLE Shago's infamous for being able to nail those armdrags from anywhere! Sly pops back up to his feet and Shago immediately offers him a hand for a Greco-Roman, almost getting a little cocky. Sommers slowly reaches out and grabs it...then pulls him right into a fireman's carry! Sly then applies a double-chicken wing to a seated Ultra Shago. Shago bridges up to his feet while in the hold, then is able to leap up and escape the hold while rolling through with a bodyscissors takeover! Both men roll up to their feet. Ultra Shago goes for a collar-and-elbow, but Sly tricks him into walking right into a palm thrust. Shago briefly goes to one knee before being sent off to the ropes with an Irish whip. Shago comes off of the ropes and leapfrogs Sommers, then comes off of the ropes behind and leaps over a drop-down from Sommers. Sly pops up to his feet and bends over, allowing Shago to come off of the ropes and go for a sunset flip. However, Sly holds on using his size advantage, then slaps away Shago's left arm before spinning around and yanking Shago up by the right arm...and Shago leaps up to nail an awesome armdrag on Sommers! COACH Even when you think you have the HI-GATE ace down, he literally pops right back up in your face! Both men roll up to their feet, as Sly charges at Shago and runs right into a drop toe hold. Sly pops up to all fours and Shago comes up from the side and leaps into a side-roll crucifix manuever... ONE! TWO! Sly kicks out! Shago runs to the corner and leaps up to the top rope in insane cat-like fashion. Sommers pops up to his feet, comes to, then charges forward to trip Shago up. But, Shago performs an AMAZING feat and does a cartwheel ACROSS THE TOP ROPE and lands on the apron! The crowd goes APESHIT, as Shago slingshots himself over the top rope and brings Sly over with a spinning flying headscissors! Sly rolls to his feet and take a couple of steps forward in a daze, right into an Ong Bak-style front-flip dropkick! Sly goes down on his back and comes up to his feet slowly, holding his chest. Shago charges at Sly, but Sommers lifts him up in the air under his armpits...and Shago uses that to hit a release headlock takeover! Sly backs up into a corner upon rolling back to his feet, as Shago charges at him again. Sommers ducks down and tries backdropping Shago over the corner, allowing Shago to fling back down and nail an armdrag! COACH So far, Shago's shoving every negative word that Sly's had down his throat! Sommers rolls back to his feet again, and tries hiptossing Shago upon Shago charging at him again. But this time, he's too close to the ropes and Shago's legs bounce off of them, shooting him back to nail another armdrag! Ultra Shago charges and leaps on the second rope behind Sly as he comes to his feet, then leaps over Sly's head and nails an armdrag that sends Sommers rolling under the bottom rope and to the outside! Sommers quickly comes to his feet, as Shago charges at the ropes, then nails an amazing corkscrew dive into an armdrag that sends Sly over the guardrail and onto the hard concrete! COACH The crowd has parted like the red sea! The crowd cheers loudly for the great move, as Ultra Shago climbs to the apron and signals for them to quiet down. Shago then climbs up to the top rope, holds his hand out and gives a thumbs-up, then leaps to the top rope beside him and nails an INCREDIBLE SHOOTING STAR PRESS over the rail and onto a prone Sommers! CROWD "HOLY SHIT!" "HOLY SHIT!" "HOLY SHIT!" COLE I CANNOT BELIEVE THAT! COACH I think Shago's either trying to end this match way quicker than expected or his girlfriend dumped him and he's on a suicide mission! The crowd's going absolutely crazy, as both men lay motionless! The referee's stuck in place from shock and isn't counting! COLE I think...yes, we unfortunately have to go to a commercial break right now... COACH NO! COLE Yes, I know...but, if this results in the first fall, the tape machines WILL BE ROLLING! Back with more in a few! (Cut to a wide shot with stock music and a "COMING BACK!" graphic, then fade to black) (COMMERCIAL BREAK) (We fade back to see Shago going for a La Magistral pin... ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! COLE That Shooting Star Press was SO impactful that these two JUST got back into the ring! The referee knew how important this match was to HI-GATE, so he bypassed the countout rule. Shago briefly holds his ribs before just shaking his head in disbelief and then pulls Sly up. Shago shoves Sly into the corner and lights him up with two stiff thrust kicks to the chest. Ultra Shago backs up to mid-ring, then charges forward and goes for a spinning wheel kick...but Sly moves and Shago goes HARD into the turnbuckle! Sly takes a second to catch his breath, as Shago lies on his stomach on the mat in pain. Sommers pulls the HI-GATE Brave Cup Champion up and shoves him stomach-first into the corner. Sommers busts out a neat move where he nails a shoulder charge to the small of the back and in one fluid motion, takes Shago back for a belly-to-back suplex. Shago rolls all the way over to all fours, then Sly comes down with a double axe handle onto the back. Sommers pulls Shago up and shoves him into a corner, then nails a scary-fast jab/backhand slap to the face combo. He does it again and again, each time stiffer than the last. Sommers grabs Shago's arm and goes for an Irish whip, but reverses direction in mid-move, choosing to then nail a big back-body drop, dropping Sly back-first onto the top turnbuckle before falling to the mat in a heap! COACH Sommers has chosen to attack Shago's back, a unique strategy but one I'm sure he has a plan to make work. Sly immediately turns Sommers over for a pin, but it's too close to the ropes. So, he pulls Ultra Shago to mid-ring and goes for a cover without hooking the leg... ONE! TWO! Shago kicks out. Sommers sits Shago up, hooks both arms in a double chicken wing, then rolls him onto his shoulders for a pin... ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Sly immediately grabs a front facelock on the mat, then floats into a rear waistlock. Sommers has Shago down on his stomach, so he bridges with the waistlock to put more weight on Shago's back. He cranks on the hold as Shago screams out in pain. But, he's able to slowly wiggle around and turns sideways, forcing Sly to break the bridge and go to the regular waistlock to keep ahold of Shago. Ultra Shago's able to come to his feet, as Sly has to follow to keep ahold of the hold. Shago slides his hands in-between the hold and powers Sly's arms apart to break the hold...but, Sly grabs the wrists and yanks them behind Shago's back, forcing him down to one knee as Sommers puts his right boot and pushes on the small of Shago's back! COLE Brutal torture device of sorts here, as Sly's continued his attack of Ultra Shago's back. Shago's in much pain, as the crowd claps along to support Shago in fighting out of this hold. Shago's able to slowly come back to his feet, as Sly's foot slips down and he can't get it back up. Shago slowly twists back around, coming face-to-face with Sly and then going into a wristlock. Sly rolls through, then escapes and goes to a waistlock. Shago reaches back and gets tossed up belly-to-back suplex-style and drops him with a double-knee backbreaker! Sly immediately hops on him like he's on fire for a cover! ONE! TWO! THREE! BUFFER Your winner of fall one via pinfall....SLY SOOOOOOOMERS! ******************* FALL ONE WINNER: Sly Sommers via pinfall 1-0 Sly ******************** They play a replay of the move and cut back to Shago laying in his corner in pain as Cole & Coach talk over it... COACH I'm not quite sure this minute rest period's going to help Shago any. His back got worked over heavily, and I somehow doubt that huge move is going to help any! COLE It's obvious that Sly's power and size advantage has proved to be too much once Shago got grounded after that early advantage. COACH Let's watch some highlights... Shot of the cartwheel across the top rope from Shago... COLE This basically tells the story early on, as Shago used his mind-blowing agility and speed to completely dominate.... Shot of the insane Shooting Star Press to the floor... COACH This was one of the most awe-inspring things I've seen in my life, and even then, this might have been way too big too soon, as right after this happened, Sly somehow took the advantage... Shot of the belly-to-back Lungblower... COLE And after minutes of working the back, this is what took Shago down and is leaving him vulnerable as he's down one-to-zero in a two out of three falls bout for his HI-GATE Brave Cup Title AND he's hurt! Let's go to the ring for the second fall! *DING DING* Sly charges over as Shago's still down on the ground in pain. Sommers pulls him up and goes for a suplex...but Shago escpaes with a knee to the face! Shago backs up and climbs to the top rope in the corner...Shago goes for a Dragonrana! But, Sly catches him in mid-air, then slings him upward, catching his throat right across the bottom of the top rope! COLE Not right! Shago rolls around on the mat, holding his throat, as Sly takes a moment to regroup. He quickly pulls the champ up, lifts him for a side suplex, and drops down to his knees for an over-the-shoulder backbreaker. Shago falls to the mat as Sly goes to one knee, extends his arms outward, and screams "LOVE ME!" to a chorus of boos. Sly rolls over to a cover with his forearm shoved on the side of Shago's face and no leg hook... ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Sly gets up immediately and comes off of the ropes. Shago sits up right when Sly gets to him, so Sommers stops dead in his tracks and connects with a stiff kick to the spine to send him back down flat, then connects with an elbow drop. Shago immediately turns over to avoid being covered. Sly gets up and hits a kneedrop onto Shago's back. Sommers pulls Shago up with a half-nelson, then applies a rear bearhug. The crowd cheers for Shago to get out of the hold, as he reaches out and grimmaces in pain. Shago slowly reaches back as Sly goes to his knees to apply more pressure...and Shago grabs a headlock! Shago cranks on the headlock, forcing Sly to break the waistlock. Sommers replies to this by dragging Ultra Shago back to the ropes, then shoving him off. Shago bounces off of the ropes on the other end and gets lifted into a gorilla press! Sommers tries tossing him over the top rope, but Shago's entire body bounces back from the top rope and Shago SOMEHOW turns it into a flying headscissors that sends Sly to the outside! COLE HOW? COACH I don't even try thinking about how anymore. Sommers stumbles to his feet, as Shago uses the energy from the crowd to pull himself from his knees and holding his back to a standing position. Shago then springboards to the top rope and goes for Mistico's corkscrew armdrag...but Sly catches Shago in mid-air! He holds him like a feather in a bodyslam position, laughing as he walks around with his smaller opponent to the crowd's boos. Sly then walks over and slams Shago onto the edge of the ring steps! Sommers threatens to back-hand slap a fan, then pulls Shago up and tosses him into the ring. Sly goes for the cover! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Sommers argues with the referee for a moment, claiming it was a three-count. He then pulls Shago up and delivers a stiff chop to the small of his back. Sommers then comes off of the ropes and nails a running headbutt to the spine. Sommers sees Shago on all fours and delivers an axe stomp to the back. Sly smiles as the crowd boos him. Sommers slowly pulls Shago up and lifts him for a vertical suplex...but Shago escapes with a knee to the face. Shago then comes off of the ropes and goes for a spinning wheel kick...but Sly catches him! Sommers runs to a corner, tosses him straight up, and Shago lands spine-first on the top turnbuckle! The crowd goes insane as Shago bounces off and back into the ring, holding his back...Sly leaps on for the cover... ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Sommers can't believe it! He grabs the referee by his collar and yells right in his face. The referee threatens to DQ him, so he lets go. The crowd cheers as Sommers quickly pulls Shago up and sends him off to the ropes with an Irish whip. Shago runs and ducks underneath a clothesline from Sly. Ultra Shago comes off of the ropes and performs a handspring as Sly turns around! Shago bounces off of his feet and leaps backwards...Sly catches him, but the momentum and arm positioning allows Shago to reverse into an Asai DDT! COVER! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Shago rolls over and is in too much pain to show his disappointment. Sommers slowly sits up, holding his neck. Shago gets to all fours as Sly pulls himself to his feet. Sommers pulls Shago up;.and signals for the end. He lifts Shago for a powerbomb...but Shago slips out of the back and goes for the Code Red! But, Sly catches the legs in between his armpits and pushes the ankles down, flinging Shago back up and into a powerbomb position...but Shago reverses into a SNAP RANA that drives Sly's head into the mat! The crowd goes nuts! COVER! ONE! TWO! THREE! BUFFER Here is your winner of Fall 2...ULTRA SHAAAAAGO! We now go to our third and deciding fall! ********** FALL TWO WINNER: Ultra Shago via Pinfall 1-1 Tie ********** COLE As both men go back to their corners for the rest period, let's take a look back at some of the moments that made the second fall... (Clip of Sly's Dragonrana reversal) COACH Early on, Shago tried relying on his insane aerial attack to overcome the one-fall defecit, but Sly's power was too much... (Clip of the bodyslam on the edge of the stairs) COLE Sommers got taken to the outside by Shago, but quickly went back on the offense with this brutal manuever, effectively going after Shago's injured back. COACH And this is really the story of the match: every time Shago would find an opened door, Sly would slam it shut right on his back. (Clip of the snap rana finish) COLE And here's what ended it all: out of absolute nowhere, after about twenty-four reversals in a row, Shago got him with this awesome hurricanrana and tied things up! This thing's gone to the rubber fall; let's go to the RIIIIIIIIIING! ::BELL RINGS:: Sommers charges at Shago and nails a BRUTAL Yakuza kick from the side where Sly's own leg ends up briefly hung over the top rope! Shago drops down to a seated position, then Sly straight-up kicks him in the ear. Sommers follows up by running to the other end of the ring, bouncing off of the ropes, and nails a running bootscrape! Sommers grabs Shago's feet, hurls him up in mid-air, and lands him in a backbreaker! Sly immediately picks him up in a side suplex and drops him into an over-the-knee backbreaker! COVER! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Sly keeps Shago grounded and dropped a double axe handle on the back. He then pulls Shago up and shoves him stomach-first into the corner. Sly backs up into the opposite corner and goes for a flying knee to the back...but Shago moves and Sly crashes into the corner! Sommers bounces backwards, as Shago leaps from the second to the top rope, then goes for the corkscrew armdrag in the ring...he nails IT! Shago rolls into a fireman's bridge pin... ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Shago pulls Sly up and whips him into a corner. Shago then charges at Sly, but Sommers pops out of the corner and nails an Exploder into the corner! Sly with the cover! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Sly pulls Shago up and goes for a uranage backbreaker...but Shago reverse it into a Stunner! Shago then climbs up to the top rope...and he successfully completes a Dragonrana close to the ropes...COVER! ONE! TWO! THREE! *DING DING* BUFFER YOUR WIIINNERRRRRRRRRRRRRR, and STILL HI-GATE BRAVE CUP CHAMPION....ULTRA SHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGO! The crowd goes NUTS, as the referee hands Shago his belt! Shago hugs it like a lover on the mat, too afflicted by the pain to stand up. *************** FALL THREE WINNER: Ultra Shago by pinfall 2-1 Shago ************** Shago's music starts up, but Sommers takes the referee aside and argues that he grabbed the bottom rope at two. Another referee runs out to the ring and confronts the first referee. As Shago crawls over and tries to catch what's going on, the second referee has a replay of the pin from one of the floor cameramen's angle, clearly showing Sly grabbing the bottom rope at two. The first referee looks completely confused, then shrugs and tells Michael Buffer his decision... BUFFER The referee has just informed me that, to avoid any controversy that would precede over the HI-GATE Brave Cup Championship Title belt, due to Sly Sommers grabbing the bottom rope during the final fall count, the match WILL CONTINUE! ONE FALL TO A FINISH! Sly hugs the second referee out of glee, as Shago falls down and rubs his hands over his face in disbelief... *DING DING* Sommers immediately pulls Shago up and goes for a suplex, but Shago knees his way out. Shago comes off of the ropes and leaps over a Sommers dropdown, comes off of the ropes on the other side, and rolls over Sly's bent-over back before dropkicking him in the rear end, setting up a Mortal Kick (619). Shago charges and winds through the ropes...but Sly catches the feet! Sommers then swings Shago back into the ring, going for a sit-out faceplant, but Shago reverses into a flying headscissors! COACH Where Shago's getting this second wind from, I have no idea! Sommers rolls to his feet and backs up into a corner. Shago charges in the direction, leaps onto the second rope next to Sly, and leaps back to nail a STIFF dropkick to Sly's face! Sommers drops down to a seated position in the corner, as Shago rolls to his feet, holding his back. Shago charges forward and nails a Shooting Star Attack of sorts to Sly's chest! The crowd cheers! Shago pulls Sly out of the corner and goes for the cover! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Shago at that moment climbs to the top rope slowly, allowing time for Sly to get up. When Sly's up on his feet, Shago leaps off and goes for a Shooting Star Press...but Sly leaps up and CATCHES HIM IN MID-AIR WITH AN ACE CRUSHER! COVER! ONE! TWO! TH-KICKOUT! The crowd can't believe it! With both men sweaty and worn out, Sommers pulls Shago up and sends him off with an Irish whip. Shago comes off of the ropes and gets lifted for a hiptoss, but goes into the "bounces off of the ropes into an armdrag" reversal. However, Sly stops him mid-way and BLASTS HIM with a lariat! Sommers pulls Shago up, lifts him on his shoulders, and nails a BRUTAL Angle Slam/Burning Hammer combo driver! COVER! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Sly blows a booger on the referee in anger, then pulls Shago up and sends him off with an Irish whip. Shago comes off of the ropes and runs into a snap powerslam! Sommers deadlifts Shago off of the mat immediately and right into a backbreaker! Sly then tosses Shago straight up in the air out of that...and Shago reverses into a crucifix bomb! SHOULDERS DOWN! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Both men come up, hurt, and Sly throws a kick. But, Shago catches it and slinks behind into a schoolboy... ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Shago's up first and he goes for a hurricanrana. But, Sly catches him and powerbombs him on the top turnbuckle! Sly keeps ahold of Shago and runs to the corner to the left...and powerbombs him on that top turnbuckle! Sly keeps ahold of Shago, turns around, and nails a running Liger Bomb in mid-ring! COVER! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! The crowd's going wild from the near-falls, as Sly immediately pulls Shago up and nails a Tiger Bomb with a jackknife cover! ONE! TWO! TH-KICKOUT! Sly cannot believe it, as the crowd cheers for Shago to come back! Sommers pulls Shago up and goes for a vertical suplex. However, he's right behind the ropes and SOMEHOW, Shago rolls out of the back and lands on his feet on the middle rope! Sly turns around, right into a Lionsault! Cover! ONE! TWO! TH-KICKOUT! The crowd groans, as Shago quickly tries to pull Sly up. But, Sly quickly escapes from Shago due to not being effected by pain nearly enough. Sommers connects with two European uppercuts followed up by a tornado European uppercut. Sommers grabs Shago in a gutwrench, then lifts for a Dominator. Shago slips out of the back end and leaps onto the second rope again. Sommers turns around and catches this Lionsault attempt, then flips Shago horizontally over his head and drops him with a high-angle powerbomb, right on the neck! COVER! ONE! TWO! THR-KICKOUT! Sly screams some obscentities, then pulls Shago up. Sommers lifts Ultra Shago up in a gorilla press, but Shago reaches down and goes nuts with backrakes, to the point that Sly drops Shago as he goes down to a bent position...BACK SPLASH! Shago covers! ONE! TWO! TH-KICKOUT! Shago immediately yells something in Japanese that sounds like "Screw it!" and goes up top. Shago then leaps off without warning and stands on the top rope, waiting for Sly to get up. Sommers slowly rises to his feet, then Shago leaps off, looking to go for some sort of flying bulldog...but SLY SWINGS SHAGO AROUND INTO A BLUE THUNDER PILEDRIVER! COVER! ONE! TWO! THR.... KICKOUT! Sommers immediately pops up to his feet and starts headbutting the top turnbuckle in a corner while screaming "WHAT THE (bleep)?!?!?!?!?" repeatedly. Sommers sees Shago moving, so he pulls him up quickly, lifts him for a vertical suplex, then drops him upside-down onto a STIFF knee strike to the top of the skull! The crowd goes nuts as Sly goes for the cover! ONE! TWO! THREEEEEENNNNOOOOOOOOOOOO! The crowd's up on their feet, giving this action a standing ovation. Sommers slowly pulls Shago up, then drags him to a corner. Sly leaps to the second rope, then pulls Shago up there. Sly goes for a Superbomb...but Shago somehow flips out onto his feet before Sly can drive him down! Shago leaps from the mat up with a no-touch flying hurricanrana! CRADLE! ONE! TWO! REVERSAL INTO A SOMMERS SUNSET FLIP! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Sommers sits up on his knees and just shakes his head in disbelief, as the crowd cheers... "OH-EH-OAST!" "OH-EH-OAST!" "OH-EH-OAST!" Sommers signals for the end! He pulls Shago up, lifts him over the shoulder, and drops him with a Domination Driver (Dominator Piledriver)! But, Sommers keeps ahold of Shago, gets up, and chains that into a straitjacket piledriver! The crowd's chanting and cheering for Shago to fight out, as Sly pulls Shago right back up, climbs up to the top rope while dragging Shago's lifeless body up the ropes, Sly bends Shago down....OH MY GOD! Sly tossed him out for a top rope Superbomb and flinged Shago in such a way that he let go and Shago did an EXTRA ROTATION, LANDING ON HIS SHOULDERS! A 630-DEGREE FALL! SLY GOES FOR THE COVER! ONE! TWO! THREE! *DING DING* BUFFER YOUR WINNNNNNNNNNER AND NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEW HI-GATE BRAVE CUP CHAMPION....SLY SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMEERRRRRRRRRRRRRRS! ************* FALL THREE WINNER: Sly Sommers by pinfall 2-1 Sly ************* The lights come up, as Sly is barely able to roll off of Shago. The referee raises Sly's hand and lays the belt on top of him. The entire crowd is on their feet and giving this match a standing ovation. Sly groggily sits up, clutching the HI-GATE Brave Cup Title belt to his chest. The crowd chants "THANK YOU!" at the competitors for their hard-fought battle... COLE These two men nearly killed each other countless times throughout this bout, always BROUGHT it, and in the end, this crowd loves them both for it! Sommers slowly comes to one knee, then looks around to the crowd, and they chant "SLY!" at him. Sly gets to his feet and applauds the crowd, trying to scream "THANK YOU!" to them over the loud chanting. He then looks over to see Shago, barely up on his knees. The crowd goes deathly silent, as Shago and Sly exchange in an eerie stare. After what seems like an eternity, Sly offers his hand! Shago looks around at the crowd, who are confused. Shago looks up at Sly...and shakes his hand! The crowd cheers loudly, as Sly pulls Shago up and hugs him! Another huge pop from the crowd, as Sly raises Shago's hand! Sly then yells at the ring announcer to bring a chair into the ring. The crowd kind of goes "oooooh...", but Sly then folds it out for Shago to sit in. However, Shago refuses and just wants to go to the back for medical help. Sly grabs Shago and insists he sits down in the chair. COLE This is strange... Shago tries to bow out gracefully and give all of the attention to the deserving winner. As Shago starts to limp out of the ring, Sly gets a really angry look on his face. Out of nowhere, he grabs Shago from behind into a waistlock, and nails a BRUTAL German suplex onto the seat of the chair! COACH WHAT THE HELL? The crowd murmurs in anger as Sommers rolls over to Shago and continually yells in his ear "RESPECT ME!" Sommers grabs his belt from off of the ground and storms off to a chorus of boos, as a sea of officials charge the ring to check on Shago's well-being. COLE This isn't right! Even when he tries to do the right thing, Sly Sommers is too incompetent to follow up! COACH Let's cut to something else! NOVEMBER REIGN 2006~! NOVEMBER 26TH, 2006 LIVE FROM VANCOUVER, BRITISH COLUMBIA! ONLY ON PAY-PER-VIEW! CALL YOUR LOCAL CABLE OR SATELLITE PROVIDER TO ORDER NOW! SCHIAVONE November Reign, coming up in... VENTURA What is going on around here!? Why are those morons calling our matches still!? This is a travesty. First my voice gets edited off of every show I've ever done when they're released on DVD and now I can't even call the matches in the first place!? SCHIAVONE Well Jesse, the good news is we've got some action to call right now. We're going to take our second to last commercial break momentarily. Big grudge match coming up, then the match everybody's been talking about, War Games, as Team Wildcards slash Team SWF take on the OAOAST foursome led by Zack Malibu! The biggest main event in the history of our sport! Don't go anywhere, we're coming right back! *DUNNA DUNNA* MARIA Still to come on Syndicated, eight men go to battle in the television debut of WAR GAMES! Up NEXT though: Jamie O'Hara goes one on one with The Corporate Champion, Tha Puerto Riiican! Disclaimer: Christy Hemme. Still busy. *Commercial Break* Edited October 29, 2006 by Tony149 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tony149 0 Report post Posted October 29, 2006 SCHIAVONE Fans, hold onto your seats, because the next match is one of the featured bouts on this edition of OAOAST Syndicated! "The Corporate Champion" Tha Puerto Rican takes on "The Birmingham Bad Boy" Jamie O’ Hara in one-on-one singles action! It’s here tonight, and it starts right now! *Fix up look sharp Don’t make me paint a bitch something get dark WOOOOOOOOOOOO! Hear the bang, see the spark duck down, lay down just (get on down) WOOOOOOOOOOO! I got the big beat I hear the sound I got the big beat (Dizzee Rascal!) I get on down* As the bumping beat of "Fix Up, Look Sharp" by Dizzee Rascal plays over the P.A. system, "The Birmingham Bad Boy" himself, Jamie O’ Hara, comes out through the curtains, acting as cocky as he ever has been. The crowd greets the Hooliganz member with loud boos, although there are some cheers scattered here and there. The man called SuperJay talks trash to the fans as he makes his way down to the ring. *DING DING DING* BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall with a thirty-minute TV time limit. Introducing first. Coming to the ring at this time. From Birmingham, England. Weighing in at 170 lbs. He is a member of The Hooliganz. "The Birmingham Bad Boy" JAMIE OOOOOOOOOOOOOOO’ HAARRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! SCHIAVONE Jamie O’ Hara has new entrance music tonight as he meets what is quite possibly his greatest opponent in Tha Puerto Rican. VENTURA Oh yeah, no question. Tha Puerto Rican is a former North American Champion. A former 3-time Puerto Rican/Italian Champion. The longest reigning 24/7 Champion in OAOAST history. And the most electrifying man in professional wrestling. If Jamie O’ Hara can beat a man with PRL’s credentials, there’s no telling what it’ll do for his career! SCHIAVONE J-OH is very confident that he will get the job done tonight. He has been under PRL’s skin for the past four weeks, ever since he threw a towel into PRL’s face four days after World Without End. VENTURA Jamie loves to start trouble doesn’t he? Well, he better be careful who he messes with. Tha Puerto Rican ain’t no joke. Jamie better be ready for The Corporate Champ tonight! O’ Hara vaults into the second ring. He does the "Come An' 'Ave A Go If You Think You're 'Ard Enough" gesture, receiving more boos as "Fix Up, Look Sharp" continues playing. Jamie continues talking trash to the fans. SCHIAVONE O’ Hara and Tha Puerto Rican can talk on the mic. Now, we will see just who is better in the ring in just a few moments! Jamie talks trash to the announcers for some reason. "Fix Up, Look Sharp" by Dizzee Rascal dies down. J-OH looks to the entrance, greatly anticipating the arrival of his opponent. The crowd is also buzzing in anticipation for PRL’s entrance. VENTURA There’s only one O’ Hara, and there’s only one Corporate Champ! The lights go down in the arena. A Puerto Rican flag appears on the AngleTron. In big white blocky letters, the following words appear on the screen, with Tha Puerto Rican saying them: *THE CHAMP IS HERE!* "YEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" With that, a lightning bolt hits the entrance, the PRL entrance video plays on the AngleTron, and "Know Your Role '99" begins playing, with the crowd standing up and cheering. PR is heard saying, "THE CHAMP IS HERE!" throughout the song, while smoke fills the entryway and strobe lights appear on the entrance set. A few seconds elapsed, and out from the curtains and through the smoke come "The Corporate Champion" Tha Puerto Rican, and his manager and "Career Consultant" Stephen Joseph Popick. The crowds' cheers get louder. VENTURA THE CHAMP IS HERE! SCHIAVONE Gee, did that sound weird coming from you. PR is, of course, carrying his spray-painted briefcase in his right hand. He raises the briefcase over his head to a pop from the crowd. Jamie O’ Hara eyes his opponent with evil intentions on his mind. PR looks at the crowd with a smirk on his face, saying something to Popick. The two of them begin their walk to the ring as "Know Your Role ’99" continues playing. BUFFER And his opponent. Accompanied to the ring by his manager and "Career Consultant" Stephen Joseph Popick. From San Juan, Puerto Rico. Weighing in at 220 lbs. He is the leader of The Lightning Crew AND The Man With The Golden Contract. He is "The Corporate Champion" THA PUERTOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO RICCCCAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN! P.R.L. and Stephen Joseph walk like they own all of Pittsburgh. SCHIAVONE Since World Without End the fans opinions of Tha Puerto Rican have changed. He used to be one of the most despised people in the One And Only AngleSault Thread, but now, he is one of our most popular superstars. VENTURA Well, PRL put on the performance of his life at World Without End and came within inches several times of beating Drek Stone and winning the World Heavyweight Title. The fans saw that, and gained a newfound respect for him because of it! It took three years, but hey, wrestling fans are a little slow, you know? Tha Puerto Rican gets on the ring apron and scans the crowd. SJP holds the ropes, and PRL enters the ring. He spins around; soaking in the fans cheers and then does the HBK muscle pose while pyro goes off behind him to a loud pop from the crowd. Jamie O’ Hara trash talks Th a Puerto Rican even though he doesn’t hear him due to the loud music and the cheers and what not. SCHIAVONE J-OH staring down The P.R. Menace. For almost four years, Tha Puerto Rican has dominated in the OAOAST. J-OH came into this company only last year, and has made quite the impact, a former Six-Man World Tag Team Champion, and a member of those rowdy, unpredictable Hooliganz along with the Global Party Exchange. But he has yet to be in a match such as this. Can the 20-year-old risk taking high flyer take down the 27-year-old OAOAST veteran tonight on Syndicated? VENTURA Well, I don’t think PR’s just gonna lay down and die. He knows what O’ Hara can do. Hell, O’ Hara has knocked him out TWICE in the past four weeks. So, don’t think PR is taking Jamie lightly. Oh sure, he may crack jokes at O’ Hara’s expense, but when that bell rings, PRL is all business and will bring his "A" game tonight on Syndicated. The crowd is still cheering as PRL heads to a second turnbuckle and raises the spray-painted briefcase over his head. He then heads to another second turnbuckle and raises the briefcase over his head again. PR hits a third second turnbuckle and raises the briefcase with his right hand in the air and "smells the electricity" a’la The Rock. PRL does the same Rock pose on the fourth second turnbuckle, receiving cheers. PR eyes Jamie while on the turnbuckle. SCHIAVONE Look at PRL. He’s staring a hole into Jamie O’ Hara. VENTURA He can’t wait for that bell to ring. When it does, it’s clobberin’ time! SCHIAVONE Is that another catchphrase PRL has "borrowed"? VENTURA No, Tony. And I would hold back on those PRL jokes if I were you. And thank God I ain’t. Puerto Rican gets off the turnbuckle and removes his sunglasses and earring. SuperJay is still doing some trash talking while the lights go back on in the arena. Popick and PR stare down the cocky O’ Hara. JAMIE O’ HARA Come on! Let’s do dis al’eady! SCHIAVONE We’ve heard all the trash talking, the raps, the imitations, the midgets. Now, it’s time to see who is the better wrestler. No titles are on the line in this one. This match is all about pride! VENTURA That seems to be a running theme tonight isn’t it? Popick high fives PRL and wishes him luck, then exits the ring. PRL turns his attention to Jamie O’ Hara, who is standing in a turnbuckle corner. PRL stares him down. Referee Brian Hebner pats down both men, and then calls for the bell. *DING DING DING* "THE BIRMINGHAM BAD BOY" JAMIE O’ HARA vs. "THE CORPORATE CHAMPION" THA PUERTO RICAN (with Stephen Joseph Popick) "Know Your Role ’99" dies down. The crowd is hot. P.R. and J-OH continue staring at each other, each man with their game face on. SCHIAVONE This is history in the making folks. For the first time ever, PRL and Jamie O’ Hara are colliding in the squared circle. This should be a good one! VENTURA Both men are the same size, both men can fly. It’s really hard to determine who has the advantage in this one. PRL and Jamie O’ Hara get into fighting stances, each one waiting to make the first move. They lock up. Both men jockey for position around the ring. The jockeying takes PR and J-OH to a turnbuckle corner. Brian Hebner gives them till the count of five to break it up. PR breaks it up at the count of four, and then motions that he’s gonna lay the smackdown on the referee. Jamie O’ Hara takes the opportunity to slap PRL across the face! PR didn’t like that. VENTURA That is what you call a "bitchslap" by the way. P.R. and J-OH lock up again. This time, Tha Puerto Rican is able to apply a headlock on Jamie O’ Hara. He cinches the hold tight, and then takes him down while still applying the hold. Tha Puerto Rican gives Jamie a shaky leg kick, and then grabs his right arm and gives him an Irish whip into the ropes. When O’ Hara returns from the ropes, PR leapfrogs over him. Jamie bounces off the opposite ropes, and when he does, PR does a *reverse* leapfrog over him. Jamie bounces off the ropes again, and this time, PRL gives him an arm-drag! PR goes for an arm-bar, but O’ Hara slips out and gets back to his feet. SCHIAVONE Jamie able to get to his feet that time. PR gets up and charges towards Jamie, but gets elbowed in the face! SuperJay starts with the forearms to the face, dazing Tha Puerto Rican briefly. J-OH then leaps onto the second ring rope and springboards off it, dropkicking PRL in the knees knocking him down! SCHIAVONE What a move from the young cruiserweight! Jamie follows that little piece of coolness by springing up off the bottom rope, doing a tuck and roll, and landing with a Somersault Kneedrop onto his opponent! VENTURA Whoa! He followed that up with another incredible move! Jamie covers PR. 1... 2... KICK OUT! "LET’S GO P.R.!" "LET’S GO JAY-ME!" "LET’S GO P.R.!" "LET’S GO JAY-ME!" "LET’S GO P.R.!" "LET’S GO JAY-ME!" "LET’S GO P.R.!" "LET’S GO JAY-ME!" SCHIAVONE Well this is strange. Some fans are chanting for Jamie, while some fans are chanting for PRL! VENTURA Well Jamie’s a Hooligan, along with the GPX. The Hooliganz have their share of fans too, and apparently they’ve all come here to Pittsburgh tonight! As the dueling chants continue, Jamie picks up Tha Puerto Rican. He punches him in the face a few times and then whips him into the ropes. Jamie puts his head down, so when PR bounces off the ropes, he kicks Jamie in the face, bounces off the ropes again, and then nails him with a flying clothesline! SCHIAVONE Sidewalk slam! PRL quickly picks up Jamie again. He begins nailing O’ Hara with The Rock-style punches to the temple. Puerto Irish whips J-OH into the ropes...and follows with a Samoan Drop! PRL applauds himself after this move, and the crowd actually cheers! SCHIAVONE You can feel the arrogance just oozing out of Tha Puerto Rican and the crowd loves it! VENTURA They’ve finally came around around, Tony. They’ve finally came around. P.R. covers O’ Hara. 1...2...O’ Hara puts his left shoulder up! A small "J-OH!" chant starts up as "The Corporate Champion" Tha Puerto Rican picks Jamie O’ Hara up. He hits O’ Hara with several European Uppercuts. But that all changes when O’ Hara scratches PRL in the eyes! Jamie goes back to his forearms, before whipping PRL into the ropes, and following that up with a spinning wheel kick! The Champ Is Down! SCHIAVONE O’ Hara back in control of this match! J-OH trash talks his opponent. Then he walks over to a turnbuckle corner, and starts charging forward, before doing a backflip and landing on top of PRL! RUNNING SHOOTING STAR PRESS! SCHIAVONE What amazing moves we are seeing from Jamie O’ Hara tonight! SuperJay hooks the leg. 1...2...KICK OUT! JAMIE WOT!? STUPID WANKER! O’ Hara shoves the ref. J-OH picks Tha Puerto Rican up. Jamie whips PRL into a turnbuckle. P.R. hits the turnbuckle sternum first! PRL collapses to the mat, so Jamie charges forward and then does a 450 but instead of a splash, he gives PR a kneedrop! SCHIAVONE Nothin’ But Kneedrop! VENTURA Jamie is really pulling out all the stops in this match tonight! J-OH picks Tha Puerto Rican up again and shoves him into the turnbuckle. He starts hammering into PRL again, getting the Corporate Champ dazed and confused. BUT THEN! Tha Puerto Rican grabs J-OH and throws him into the turnbuckle! PRL starts hammering into Jamie with Rock-style punches to the temple! Punch. Punch. Punch. P.R. does the "Come An' 'Ave A Go If You Think You're 'Ard Enough" gesture! Spit. Punch! Jamie actually leaves his feet! The crowd is fired up! PR whips Jamie into the opposite corner. Stinger Splash! O’ Hara stumbles out from the corner, so PRL grabs him and hooks him up. LATIN SLAM! INTO A DDT! CROWD WHOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! VENTURA That was incredible! SCHIAVONE You’re damn right it was! Jamie O’ Hara just turned that Latin Slam into a DDT! How often do you see that? VENTURA Very rarely, Tony! Jamie is one of the few special people who can do that! Both Jamie and PRL lie on the mat. That last move has caused a rather large group of fans to start chanting, "JAY-ME!" But they are now competing with a larger group of fans chanting, "P.R.!" Jamie and PR are both breathing hard now. They start getting up at the same time. Jamie’s up first. He taunts the crowd and then picks Tha Puerto Rican up by his head. Forearm shots to the face from Jamie to PRL. Whip into the ropes. Jamie with a clothesline. PR ducks it. PR bounces off the ropes...and comes back with a Gamengiri! SCHIAVONE Dodge THIS, BITCH~! VENTURA *Gasp!* Tony, watch your language! This is a family show! PRL is back on the offense with the shaky leg kicks. "P.R.!" "P.R.!" "P.R.!" "P.R.!" Puerto picks up Jamie and holds onto his head. P.R. charges forward and slams Jamie’s head on the top turnbuckle pad! P.R. positions Jamie O’ Hara on the turnbuckle, and then begins with the PUERTO RICAN VIOLENCE! *CHOP!* "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" *CHOP!* "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" *CHOP!* "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" *CHOP!* "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Puerto Rican whips Jamie into the opposite turnbuckle. It’s reversed. PRL does a Flair Flip onto the ring apron. He runs to the turnbuckle, but is stopped with a clothesline from Jamie O’ Hara! PR falls to the floor! Jamie poses to a mixed reaction. SCHIAVONE Love him or hate him, Jamie O’ Hara is one hell of a wrestler! VENTURA He’s doing a good job of proving it tonight. Jamie tells the crowd to go fuck themselves. P.R. is kissing the padding on the outside. J-OH exits the ring. He jaw jacks with the fans at ringside and then picks up PRL by his shirt and tights and throws him back into the ring. Jamie follows Puerto, and then climbs the second rope. He waits patiently for Tha Puerto Rican to get to his feet. JAMIE COME ON ROCKY! Okay, maybe not so patiently. P.R. slowly gets to one knee. Jamie measures PRL like a predator stalking his prey. When PR does get to his feet, O’ Hara leaps off the second rope, leaping over PRL but grabbing his head at the same time. Blockbuster! SCHIAVONE Oh, SNAP! VENTURA Oh, SNAP! indeed Tony! Jamie wastes no time in covering Tha Puerto Rican, making sure to hook the leg. 1... 2... 3...KICK OUT! JAMIE Shit! SCHIAVONE PRL is still fighting, despite the pain he’s probably in right about now! Jamie can’t believe that the match isn’t over yet. He gets over it, though, standing up and stomping on The Corporate Champion. Jamie then leaps off the top ring rope and springboards off of it doing a SOMERSAULT SEATED SENTON onto Tha Puerto Rican! SCHIAVONE My God man! The crowd applauds this move. Jamie covers Tha Puerto Rican. It only gets two. "LET’S GO P.R.!" "LET’S GO JAY-ME!" "LET’S GO P.R.!" "LET’S GO JAY-ME!" "LET’S GO P.R.!" "LET’S GO JAY-ME!" "LET’S GO P.R.!" "LET’S GO JAY-ME!" More dueling chants in the audience. Jamie removes PRL’s Puerto Rican flag bandana and throws it aside. J-OH changes things up a bit by going for a standing cross-face chickenwing on Tha Puerto Rican! However, PRL quickly counters that and then gives Jamie an Edge-O-Matic for two! P.R. does a few fist drops onto Jamie’s forehead. After 4 fist drops, P.R. bounces off the ropes, shakes his shoulders, dusts his right shoulder off, and then drops another fist onto Jamie O’ Hara’s face! The Five Knuckle Shuffle! SCHIAVONE Heh, heh. Five Knuckle Shuffle on Jamie O’ Hara! P.R. grabs Jamie by his head and takes his doo-rag off, before spitting on it and throwing it aside. PR grinds his right boot against Jamie’s babyface. PRL applies a facelock on Jamie, and holds onto it as he stands up. PR delivers a vertical suplex on O’ Hara. He rolls through and delivers another vertical suplex on Jamie. PR rolls through again, and lifts Jamie up for the third suplex. He holds Jamie up in the air, letting the blood rush to his head. The crowd applauds PRL. SCHIAVONE Look at how long PRL is holding Jamie up in the air! It’s amazing! P.R. holds Jamie up in the air for a few more seconds, and then does the "You can’t see me!" hand gesture. PR walks to the ropes, drops O’ Hara’s abdomen on the top ring rope and then delivers a third suplex on Jamie--NO! Jamie lands on his feet! Jamie hits a quick front dropkick on Tha Puerto Rican, knocking him into the ropes. Jamie then grabs PRL by his tights and rolls him up. ONE! TWO! THREE--KICK OUT! PRL and Jamie O’ Hara both get up at the same time. Lariat by O’ Hara! SCHIAVONE What a fast paced, action packed contest we are seeing right now, Jess! VENTURA I know. Both men really are giving it their all on this special night! PRL withers in pain on the mat. Jamie gets up...and yells at the fans. Again. He smirks as he walks over to the turnbuckle. SCHIAVONE I wonder what he’s got planned now. We’ve practically seen it all tonight! Jamie exits the ring and climbs the top rope. Some fan yells out, "COME ON JAMIE!" O’ Hara has a cocky smile on his face while on the top turnbuckle. Suddenly, PRL shoots up and rushes over to where O’ Hara is standing, running up the turnbuckle and punching Jamie in the face repeatedly, then grabbing him and giving him a belly-to-belly suplex! BUT WAIT! O’ Hara blocks the belly-to-belly and shoves PRL off the turnbuckle back to the mat! O’ Hara waits for PRL to get up. P.R. slowly gets to one knee, O’ Hara egging him on. O’ HARA Com’ On! Com’ on, Goddamnit! Tha Puerto Rican gets to a vertical base. He is dazed and confused, trying to keep his balance. Jamie leaps off the top rope, going for a double axehandle! *KA-POW~!* BUT GETS HIT IN THE FACE WITH THE SWEET CHIN MUSIC! SCHIAVONE OH MY! WHOA! That was amazing! Sweet Chin Music! Sweet Chin Music from the top rope! That was incredible! VENTURA You’re telling me Tony! We’ll seeing some awesome moves tonight in this match! PRL cracks a half smile. Jamie O’ Hara is lying flat on the mat, the victim of a Sweet Chin Music to the face. PR poses with Stephen Joseph Popick cheering him on. "P.R.!" "P.R.!" "P.R.!" "P.R.!" SCHIAVONE And these fans showing their appreciation for the awesome athletic ability of Tha Puerto Rican! VENTURA They just love him here in Pittsburgh! It’s great! SCHIAVONE Let’s take a look at the instant replay. The OAOAST Doubleshot appears on screen showing us the Sweet Chin Music from different angles. SCHIAVONE Great move by PRL! He really got O’ Hara just in time! VENTURA I am amazed at his ability more and more each day. PR smiles at the crowd. He picks O’ Hara up and gives him a bodyslam. The crowd starts cheering, since they know what is coming up next. SCHIAVONE PRL going up top! VENTURA He’s gonna fly! Popick rooting him on, PRL hunches over on the top rope. He removes his left elbow pad and throws it into the crowd. P.R. then looks at the crowd, smiles, and then jumps off the top rope, doing the international "Up yours!" gesture in mid-air. A hush silence falls over the crowd. Corporate Elbow Drop connects! "YEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" SCHIAVONE PRL with the Corporate Elbow Drop! PRL with the cover! 1! 2! And! No! O’ Hara kicks out just in time! P.R. mutters to himself, "Damn!" The Corporate Champ a.k.a. The P.R. Menace picks his weakened opponent up. He gives him a Russian Legsweep. Cover! 1... 2... KICK OUT! SCHIAVONE Not enough that time. Puerto wipes the sweat off his forehead and then stands up. He takes a deep breath and then grabs Jamie O’ Hara’s legs. Puerto puts his left foot in between O’ Hara’s legs, puts O’ Hara’s legs over his left leg--O’ Hara escapes. SCHIAVONE PR was going for the Sharpshooter there. J-OH rolls out of the second ring, but before he can roll to the first, PRL kicks in the stomach! PR stomps on Jamie O’ Hara in the gap between the two rings! The crowd gets louder and louder with each kick! VENTURA If PRL kicks him much longer, Jamie’s gonna fall through the gap! SCHIAVONE I think that’s what PRL is hoping for! PRL plays to the crowd, and then stomps Jamie in the gut one more time! "YEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" "The Corporate Champion" Tha Puerto Rican picks up "The Birmingham Bad Boy" Jamie O’ Hara. PR says something to the fatigued SuperJay, and then places him in between his legs in the gap between the two rings. SCHIAVONE He’s not gonna--is he gonna do what I think he’s gonna do!? VENTURA I think so, Tony! P.R.’s gonna try to break O’ Hara’s neck! The crowd starts buzzing, knowing what sick move PRL is planning to do. Puerto Rican plays to the crowd, with Stephen Joseph yelling at him to "Do it! Do it!" P.R. lifts Jamie O’ Hara up...P.R. lifts Jamie O’ Hara up...P.R. lifts Jamie O’ Hara up...Jamie O’ Hara BAAAAAAAACK Body Drops PRL into the gap! SCHIAVONE Jamie O’ Hara probably just saved his career by doing that! The crowd boos, disappointed that they’re not going to see PR Piledrive Jamie O’ Hara into the gap between the two rings. Jamie falls to his knees, while PRL holds his back in pain. SCHIAVONE Alot more damage can be done outside the ring than in. VENTURA Thank you Tim McCarver. The crowd has quieted down in the last few minutes. Jamie O’ Hara, sweating bullets now, gets up. The man called J-OH grabs his opponent, The Corporate Champ, by his head and throws him back into the second ring. O’ Hara stomps Tha Puerto Rican down. He kicks P.R. onto his back and then climbs the top rope. The crowd wonders what Jamie’s gonna do next. INVERTED 450 SPLASH~!!! THE COVER! 1... 2... 2 1/2 2.9999999999999999999999999999999 AND.... KICKKKKKKKKKKKOUUUUUUUUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!! VENTURA Was that it? Was that it? SCHIAVONE No, it was only two! Jamie O’ Hara can’t believe it either. But referee Brian Hebner raises two fingers in O’ Hara’s face. Jamie slaps the fingers away and throws up just one finger for the referee of this match-up. SCHIAVONE Hey, tone it down O’ Hara. VENTURA He won’t care Tony. "JAAAAAAAYYYYYYYY-OH!" "JAAAAAAAYYYYYYYY-OH!" "JAAAAAAAYYYYYYYY-OH!" "JAAAAAAAYYYYYYYY-OH!" J-OH picks Tha Puerto Rican up. He lays the smackdown on him verbally and then whips him into the ropes. Jamie goes for a clothesline, but PRL ducks, grabs Jamie from behind, and gives him a release German Suplex! P.R. gets right back up and yells out, "THE CHAMP IS HERE!" "YEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" SCHIAVONE And the fans agree on that. VENTURA They should do, Tony. Puerto Rican taunts Jamie O’ Hara, and then punches him in the face. P.R. whips J-OH into a turnbuckle--whip is reversed. PR hits the turnbuckle back-first HARD! SuperJay charges forward and nails PR with a clothesline so hard, that it causes PRL to slump down onto the mat with his head resting on the bottom turnbuckle. Jamie sees this, smiles evilly, and then charges forward, delivering an absolutely BRUTAL basement dropkick to the face of Tha Puerto Rican! CROWD *GRRRRROOOOOAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNN!* SCHIAVONE J-OH with the Facelift! VENTURA And PRL’s may just need a facelift after that move! P.R.L. holds his face in pain. J-OH pulls P.R. out of the turnbuckle and onto the mat where he covers him, hooking P.R.’s right leg. 1...2...PRL PUTS HIS LEFT SHOULDER UP! SCHIAVONE Oh man. What a match. What a match. With the way these two are fighting, with the way they are just tearing into each other, you would think that a title was on the line. VENTURA But there’s something more important than a title on the line, Tony: Pride. Pride is the most important thing to a wrestler. It means 10,000 times more than winning the World Title. Even PRL will tell you that, and we know just how much he wants to be World Champion. SCHIAVONE That is true, Jess. And as Jamie gets up, we want to remind you fans that coming up later tonight is a match that is not only about pride, but about stuff much more personal than that, and that is the War Games Match, which is our main event for this edition of Syndicated. Jamie O’ Hara puts his hands through his hair. He is really starting to get frustrated right about now. The crowd is feeling the momentum shifting. O’ Hara picks up Tha Puerto Rican and forearms him in the face. Jamie whips PR into a turnbuckle. J-OH charges forward...but hits only turnbuckle as PR escapes just in time! Jamie stumbles out of the turnbuckle. LIGHTNING STRIKE! SCHIAVONE LIGHTNING STRIKE! THIS COULD END THE MATCH! 1... 2... 3--NO! P.R. gets up and exits the ring. He walks a little bit on the ring apron and then looks at the crowd. P.R. leaps onto the top ring rope, and then springboards off of it, doing a 450 Splash onto Jamie O’ Hara! SCHIAVONE There’s the San Juan Jam! P.R. already has Jamie covered! 1... 2... SHOULDER UP! PR slaps the mat in frustration. He gets up and decides to try something from the top rope. P.R. gets on the top rope, positions himself, and then leaps off the top rope, doing Ken Doane’s cool looking leg drop across Jamie O’ Hara’s throat! SCHIAVONE The Mad Cappa Crusher 2006: The Remix! PR covers. AND ONLY GETS TWO! VENTURA What’s it gonna take to put Jamie O’ Hara away? SCHIAVONE I’m not sure, Jess. PRL sits on his knees, wondering what to do next. The fans chant, "JAY-ME!" which serves to only annoy Tha Puerto Rican. VENTURA They’re gonna keep on fighting all night, aren’t they? SCHIAVONE We can’t afford that. We still got a War Games match to do! Both Tha Puerto Rican and Jamie O’ Hara are fatigued. P.R. catches his breath, same as Jamie. P.R. slowly, very slowly, gets up, picking Jamie O’ Hara up with him. *CHOP!* "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" *CHOP!* "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Tha Puerto Rican whips Jamie O’ Hara into the ropes--Jamie reverses...kicks PR in the gut doubling him over...and then runs to the ropes...leaps onto the top ring rope...leaps off the top ring rope...does a moonsault...INVERTED DDT! VENTURA WHOA! SCHIAVONE INVERTED DDT! VENTURA Jamie O’ Hara did all that flying stuff before the DDT though! The OAOAST Doubleshot appears on the screen, showing an instant replay of the Moonsault Inverted DDT. VENTURA O’ Hara just gave it his all on that one! What a match! It doesn’t matter who wins, because I like both these guys! Jamie O’ Hara walks around the ring running his mouth, complete with grabbing his nutsack. The crowd boos, although there are some cheers due to Jamie’s performance in this match. O'HARA TIME TO CURBSTOMP THIS MUTHA! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" SCHIAVONE That’s it! O’ Hara wants to end this match! He’s going for the Curbstomp! VENTURA Oh man, he has the perfect opportunity to do so. PRL is down and out! J-OH is still walking around the ring, bragging that he’s going to beat P.R. He eggs the crowd, a smile on his face. P.R. is lying flat on his back on the mat. SCHIAVONE Gee, you think he would just go for it right now. VENTURA He wants to soak in the moment as long as he can. He’s going to beat the longest reigning 24/7 Champion in OAOAST history, just like he beat a former OAOAST World Heavyweight Champion 3 weeks ago. Jamie laughs at the fallen Puerto Rican. J-OH BYE, BYE BIOTCH~! SCHIAVONE O’ Hara’s getting cocky now. Well...cockier. The crowd is heated up, booing Jamie O’ Hara as he walks over to Tha Puerto Rican, who looks completely out of it. Jamie sports a cocky smirk and chuckles as he goes down to pick Tha Puerto Rican up. AND IS SURPRISED WHEN THA PUERTO RICAN GRABS HIM AND ROLLS HIM UP!!! VENTURA WHAT THE!? Tha Puerto Rican is holding onto Jamie’s baggy Nike tracksuit pants! Brian Hebner counts. SCHIAVONE He’s got the tights! He’s got the tights! 1... 2... 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *DING DING DING* (20:32) "YEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Tha Puerto Rican lets out a mighty yell! "Know Your Role ’99" starts playing again. Jamie O’ Hara can’t believe it! Brian Hebner raises PRL’s hands in victory. BUFFER Here is your winner..."The Corporate Champion" THA PUERTOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO RICCCCAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN! VENTURA HE PULLED THE PANTS, TONY! HE PULLED THE PANTS! SCHIAVONE Tha Puerto Rican has just CHEATED to beat Jamie O’ Hara! And these fans love it! VENTURA I thought he had changed! He used one of his old dirty tricks to beat O’ Hara! SCHIAVONE I’m shocked too, Jess. I never expected the match to end the way it did. But, there’s nothing we can do about it. It will say it in the record books: On this night, October 28, 2006, Tha Puerto Rican defeated Jamie O’ Hara on OAOAST Syndicated! PRL raises his hands in victory. Stephen Joseph Popick applauds his client. J-OH is absolutely stunned. He’s still sitting in the ring, trying to comprehend how he was able to get beaten by that "Rock wannabe". SCHIAVONE Look at Jamie! He can’t believe it! He just got beat by the person he called a Rock rip-off! He thought he would have the last laugh tonight, after all the mockery, after all the brawls, but it is PRL who stands the victor tonight, and he cheated to do so! VENTURA What an effort by O’ Hara though. He gave it his all. If he didn’t spend all that time jaw jacking with the fans, then he could have given PRL the Curbstomp and win the match! But he didn’t. He got cocky. SCHIAVONE He definitely did get cocky, Jess. And it cost him big time. However, even though he failed, we must give credit where credit is due. He put up one hell of a fight tonight. VENTURA Oh absolutely. He had this match won more than once. It’s just that his inexperience came back to bite him in the ass. PRL shrugs his shoulders as if to say, "I guess I am better than you after all!" Jamie is now spewing obscenities and kicking the bottom rope. P.R. just laughs at this. He does his Rock pose on a second turnbuckle to loud cheers, then leaves the ring. SCHIAVONE Well, he might not have done it clean, but Tha Puerto Rican has beaten Jamie O’ Hara one-two-three in the middle of the ring. Let’s take a look at the instant replay. The OAOAST Syndicated logo flashes across the screen. We see the ending of the match starting with O’ Hara’s jaw jacking. VENTURA The kid wasted too much time playing to the crowd. He gave PRL plenty of time to recover. He should have gone for the Curbstomp right after the moonsault inverted DDT because that was a GREAT move! He’s gotta learn from this match, incase there’s ever a rematch! SCHIAVONE And I’m sure there will be a rematch someday. Tha Puerto Rican and Jamie O’ Hara put on one hell of a match here tonight. Jamie got some fans here tonight, and I’m sure they’re disappointed, but I think the majority of the crowd is pleased that PR won, regardless of how he did it. "Know Your Role ’99" continues playing as PRL walks back to the entrance. Stephen Joseph Popick is with him, smirking. PRL raises his hands in victory. The crowd cheers. Jamie O’ Hara is still in the ring. His face is red after doing all that yelling. Poor little Jamie throws a temper tantrum in the ring as PR and Popick laugh. VENTURA The Lightning Bolts are going home happy tonight! "The Corporate Champion" Tha Puerto Rican stands near the entrance and smiles a cocky smile. He shrugs his shoulders as if to say, "Hey. I win. You lose. Nothing you can do about it!" Stephen Joseph Popick is smiling too. He high fives P.R. and then the two of them exit through the curtains. Jamie O’ Hara has cooled down, but he is still stunned as "Know Your Role ’99" continues playing over the P.A. system and the crowd cheers. SCHIAVONE PRL picks up the win on Syndicated! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tony149 0 Report post Posted October 29, 2006 We cut back to the arena to a wide shot of the most fabled structure in wrestling, the double ring cage, which has been lowered into position. The crowd are buzzing as we get a quick tour around the cage, both outside and from out entrepid cameramen inside. Meanwhile, at the door to Ring One stands Michael Buffer, as it's time for war! BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, it is now time... for your MAIN EVENT of the evening! "YYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" SCHIAVONE Well, here we go Jesse! Roll up your socks and get ready for war! VENTURA What an atmosphere Schiavone, unbelievable! BUFFER Tonight, the personal grudge between two opposing factions will come to a head, in the environment that has been etched in wrestling folklore like no other, in WAR GAMES!! At this time, the rules of War Games. War Games consists of seven periods, with the 1st period lasting 5 Minutes. All other periods with last for 2 Minutes. The first member of each team, as specified earlier in the night, will enter the ring and the first period will begin. At the end of the five minute period, the team which wins the referee's coin toss will send in a second man, giving their team a 2 to 1 advantage. Two minutes there after, the opposing team sends in their second man, evening the odds. After period 3, the winners of coin toss sends in their third man. Teams alternate during the remaining periods until all eight men have entered War Games, at which point, The Match Beyond shall begin! The only way to win is via Submission or Surrender! There will be no pinfalls, no countouts and no disqualifications. War Games only ends when a combatants makes any one member of the opposing team surrender. With the rules out of the way, the crowd give another loud roar. BUFFER Wrestling fans, ARE YOU READY? "YYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" BUFFER Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania... ARE... YOU... RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR - EEEEEEAAAADDYY!!?!!?!! "YYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" BUFFER Then, for the thousands in attendance and the millions watching around the world on syndicated television... ladies and gentlemen... LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLET'S GET RRRRRRRRRRRRRRREADY TO RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRUMBLLLLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!! "I walk a lonely road..." "The only one that I have ever known..." "Don't know where it goes..." "But it's home to me and I walk alone." The crowd collectively crap on "Boulevard Of Broken Dreams", but more specifically the four men that it plays to the ring. Leading the way is Bruce Blank, dressed for a fight and tooled up for a fight, with his trusty barbed wire baseball bat slung over his shoulder. Bruce jaws away at the fans who thrust their pro-Zack and anti-SWF signs in his path, just to wind the bigman up. Following regimently behind are Todd Cortez and Bloodshed, eyes focused ahead, not playing to the crowd at all. They're already in the proverbial 'zone', it seems. "I walk this empty street... "On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams." "Where the city sleeps... "And I'm the only one and I walk alone." But we have to go back a little further for their partner, as Landon Maddix and Megan Skye bring up the rear. And far from focused or daunted by the War Games structure, Landon is actually posing at the head of the aisle. Maddix eventually follows his three team-mates down, smugly declaring that he's 'ready for war', despite his cocky exterior. BUFFER Coming to the ring at this time, the team representing the Smartmarks Wrestling Federation! Accompanied to the ring by MEGAN SKYE! Hailing from Huron, South Dakota by way of Madrid, Spain... he weighs two hundred, fifteen pounds, LANDON "LA CUCARACHAAAAA" MMMAAAAADDIIIIIXXXXX!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" And introducing THE WWWIIILLLDCARDS! First, at two hundred, twenty-five pounds... BLLLLLOOOOODDSSSHHHHHEEEEEDD!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" From 'Hollywood Boulevard'... two hundred, twenty six pounds... "THE URBAN LEGEND" TTOOOOOODD CCOOOOORRRRRTTEEEEEZZZZZ!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" And finally, the man leading his team into battle... he is "The Redneck Superman" and already one of the most controversial superstars in OAOAST history, ladies and gentlemen, this is BBRRRRRUUUUUCCEEEEE... BBLLLLLAAAAANNKK!!!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" SCHIAVONE A hostile reception, no more than these four are used to after their downright despicable acts ever since The Wildcards arrived in the OAOAST at the helm of Zack Malibu. The OAOAST has never been the same since and now, they join forces with Landon Maddix, looking to destroy four of the most recognisable faces in the company's history. VENTURA For as long as I can remember, people have been trying to knock Zack Malibu off of his perch. But nobody, nobody in the history of the OAOAST has gone to the lengths that Bruce Blank has, along with his Wildcard running buddies. They made this beyond personal and they pushed Zack to the edge. Tonight might be the night they send him spiralling the rest of the way into oblivion. They may be more powerful than ever after tonight. SCHIAVONE That's not a prospect that bears thinking about Jesse. The SWF team assemble at the door to Ring Two, the closest to the announce table. Luckily, with Tony and Jesse somewhere up in the cheap-seats there's no Coach or Cole around, meaning when Bruce slams his barbed bat down for safe keeping, only the fans closest are startled. Referee Nick Patrick is the man with the short straw guarding the door, keeping his distance from the foursome as he opens the door up... ...for Landon Maddix. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Landon looks for some high-fives on his way into the cage, but only Bruce obliges. So, with a quick kiss from Megan for good luck, Landon enters the War Games structure and takes it all in. Suddenly, Landon doesn't seem so cocksure of himself. SCHIAVONE Well, this is a bit of a surprise. Landon Maddix starting out for 'Team Wildcard', 'Team SWF' if you prefer, not the man I expected to lead the way. VENTURA I'm not sure how much say he had in the decision, but you don't wanna underestimate this guy. His record in Cage Matches in that other company is virtually spotless. Tougher than he looks. Plus, it gives The Wildcards some heavier ammunition as the match goes on. As Landon runs the ropes, making sure not to get a lashing of cage on the way, the opening strains of "Save Yourself" by Stabbing Westward bring the crowd to their feet! It doesn't take long for Zack Malibu to lead out the squadron, to another big roar, earning the fans a glowering from Bruce down at ringside. Behind Zack is his tag team partner, Leon Rodez. Much more serious than usual, although his cammo print robe and matching cammo print ring gear might be classed as a little goofy. No goofiness behind them as The GPX complete the team. BUFFER And, introducing their opponents! Representing THE ONE AND ONLY ANGLESAULT THREAD! "YYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" BUFFER At a combined weight of four hundred and thirty seven pounds... the former OAOAST World Tag Team Champions, SCOTTY STATIC and JOHNNY "JAM" JACKSON... THE GGLLOOBBAALL PPAARRTTYY... EEEEEXXXXXCCHHAAAAANNGGEEEEE!!! "YYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" BUFFER From Grand Rapids, Michigan... two hundred, twenty pounds, he is one of the most beloved superstars in the OAOAST... "SILKY SMOOTH"... LLLLLEEEEEOOOOONN... RRRRROOOOODDEEEEEZZZZZ!!! "YYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" BUFFER And finally the team captain! Stepping into war tonight, bent on revenge, he is the most recognisable superstar in OAOAST history! The former OAOAST World Heavyweight Champion... ZZZZZAAAAACCKK... MMMMMAAAAALLLLLIIIIIBBUUUUU!!! "YYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" SCHIAVONE There they are, Team OAOAST, four men who at one time or another have been both close friends and sworn enemies. Infact, The Wildcards were brought in at Zack's request to take out The GPX in the first place. Add in Rodez's former association with The GPX and the tag team wars these four have had against each other and it's a combustable team. The past is the past though and these four must put their past differences aside if they're to survive tonight. VENTURA They're not just fighting for themselves tonight, Schiavone. They're not just fighting for Zack, or Candie or baby Jenna. They're fighting for the OAOAST! For each and every one of these people in the arena, watching in TV land and for everybody in the back. And me. So they'd better get along! SCHIAVONE The history is well documented. The reasons need no further explanation. It's time for war! And will tonight be the ultimate revenge for Zack Malibu, or the demise of his legacy and perhaps the future of this company as we know it? As Zack's team make it down to ringside, the first call of duty is for Leon Rodez, to hold Zack back from starting the match on the floor! The three Wildcards begin to move around to meet them but luckily the referees and cooler heads on the teams manage to prevent a brawl on the floor. SCHIAVONE The problem for the OAOAST team is that on the SWF team, Landon has his Land Of Nod, Cortez has at least two 'patented' submission holds capable of getting the win, plus whatever Bruce and Bloodshed have in their locker. Where-as on Team OAOAST, they don't really have a submission specialist in the team. And with that the only way to win, it might be a case of improvisation, without a go-to submission hold... VENTURA That we know of. Zack and co have known about War Games for a couple of weeks now, I'd like to think they've been working on some hold or another between them that'll earn a tapout. SCHIAVONE A good point Jesse. As the OAOAST foursome take their place by the door, off comes the robe as it'll be Leon Rodez to enter at number one! Rodez climbs into the doorway and fires up the crowd. He then takes a last pep-talk from Zack before weaving in through the ropes, the door shutting behind him... *DINGDINGDING!* ...and the bell sounding to signal the start of War Games! SCHIAVONE Rodez and Maddix to start, meeting for the first time since their battle at AngleSlam which "La Cucaracha" came up on the winning end of. From opposite rings Landon and Leon get their first looks at one another and predictably enough, the insults start flying as Leon steps out of Ring One and scrambles into Ring Two, trying to avoid being jumped in the process. He needn't worry though. As soon as Leon gets into Ring Two, Landon has gone the other way, escaping to Ring One and encouraging his adversary to 'calm down'. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Leon is quick to reverse and go back to Ring One though... ...but by the time he gets there, Landon is sneaking back into Ring Two. VENTURA Looks like Landon's stalling for time. But he ain't gonna be able to run for five minutes, surely! SCHIAVONE He might just be trying to lure Leon in here Jess. VENTURA Well he's doing it with the wrong guy if he is. No chance of Leon losing his cool. Left alone in Ring One Leon climbs up to the middle rope and encourages Landon to join him, but The Next Generation is passing the opportunity up. "LE - ON!" "LE - ON!" "LE - ON!" "LE - ON!" Realising he's wasting his time, Leon steps over and out onto the apron, rushing into Ring Two. Landon scrambles out towards Ring One, but Leon has caught on to his cat and mouse game by now and ducks right back out towards the other ropes, covering that option. Both men are now faced off on the apron and it seems the cat has caught the mouse. Maddix panickily ducks right, then ducks left, faking an entry into Ring Two, before ducking right again...and getting caught with a clothesline, sending him spiralling over the top and into Ring One with a thud! "YYEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!" VENTURA Alright, now we're getting started! Landon sits back up and begs off from Leon as finally both men are in the same ring. And Maddix's escape route is blocked by the small matter of a steel mesh wall, backed up against the cage as he looks for a time-out. No chance. Leon catches him with a boot to the gut and whips La Cucaracha off the other side, catching him on the rebound with a BAAAACKbody drop, Landon clipping the cage roof on the way up and down! With a clutch of the back Maddix comes right back up, still looking for that elusive time-out. His guard is otherwise down though, earning him a jab! A jab! A jab! A jab! A jab! With a quick 360 of the crowd, Rodez blows the kiss to all... *SMACK!* ...and LANDS the enziguri, flipping Maddix inside out! SCHIAVONE Mama Said Knock You Out! And Leon Rodez might have done just that! Despite being down, dazed and looking up at the lights, the first thing Landon does is lift his arms overhead and call for a time-out. Rodez is determined to make him learn eventually though and hauls him up by the hair. Bruce is furious on the outside, yelling at his 'partner' to fight back... *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOOOO!" ...as Leon fires off a knifedge chop. *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOOOO!" ...a second. *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOOOO!" ...and a third! Landon is left on rubbery legs in the centre of Ring One as Leon points to the cage wall and openly asks, "Shall I?" The pounding on the cage wall from The GPX suggests he should, so Leon grabs Maddix by the hair and runs him in... but Maddix throws up his hands, latching onto the links of the cage, DESPERATELY blocking a face-first meeting with the steel! SCHIAVONE Rodez trying to bring the cage into play, but not if Maddix can help it! With his face inches away from the steel Maddix's arms are shaking as he clings on for all he's worth. Eventually he manages to throw an elbow back and catch Rodez in the abdomen, releasing himself and allowing him to turn the tables and throw Leon in... but Leon blocks as well! VENTURA It's every these two can do to prevent eating that cage! SCHIAVONE Every female fan watching is praying right now at home. VENTURA And probably some guys. Not that there's anything wrong with that. Managing to hold out from a face-grating experience just feet above his team-mates on the outside, Rodez finally shrugs away Maddix's grip... *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOOOO!" ...and lashes him with another knifedge chop! *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOOOO!" ...and another! Rodez changes it up with a hard right hand next and knocks Landon down, giving him time to retreat to the corner. Up to the top rope he goes, waiting on Landon to turn back around. Turn around he does, but with Megan warning him of what's waiting, prompting him to rush at the corner and The Silky Smooth One perched up high. Thinking quickly, Leon reaches up and grabs the roof of the cage though, pulling himself up, just as Maddix crashes sternum first into the turnbuckles!! "YYEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!" SCHIAVONE Amazing athleticism! VENTURA And he lands back on the ropes too, tremendous! "LE - ON!" "LE - ON!" "LE - ON!" "LE - ON!" Sure enough, Leon is back on the top. And as Maddix stumbles back out into the centre of the ring, Rodez soars off the top, managing to avoid clipping the roof as he wipes out La Cucaracha with a Ricky Steamboat esque Crossbody Block!! "YYEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!" Rodez rolls right through and back to his feet with a grin for everybody in attendance. Not grinning are any of The Wildcards, with Megan nervously pounding the cage, trying to encourage Landon to get his game together. Right now, that's easier said than done though. Clearly winded, Landon crawls away towards Ring Two and that time-out he seems so desperate for. Rodez is quick to deny him yet again though as he grabs a hold of Maddix's boot and drags him back inside Ring One. And as if Landon wasn't winded enough already... *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOOOO!" ...there's a knifedge chop in his future! SCHIAVONE Leon, laying them in with a little extra sauce for the OAOAST! VENTURA What does that even mean? With his chest reddening, Maddix backs off into a corner and tries to catch a breather. Leon is right in on him though and climbs up to the middle rope, pinning The Next Generation in and raining down the right hands! "ONE!" "TWO!" "THREE!" "FOUR!" "FIVE!" "SIX!" "SEVEN!" "EIGHT!" "NINE!" ...wait for it... "TEN!" Hopping off the ropes, Leon wrings out the arm and whips Maddix across the ring and into the opposite corner. Bumping out, the already struggling Landon takes a punch deep in the gut, doubling him over in mid-ring as Leon hits the ropes. Making sure not to hit the cage on the way, back rebounds Leon with a high Million $ Kneelift! One lucky fan at ringside gets a souvenir for the evening; one of La Cucaracha's front teeth. And Landon might be getting his own souvenir of the night soon as well, that being a big-ass scar on his forehead, as Leon grabs him behind the head and directs him towards the wall of the cage! VENTURA What's he waitin' for, do it already! SCHIAVONE Leon, looking to see which side of the crowd wants it more! Eventually The Silky Smooth One decides on the north side, scooping Landon up over his shoulder and preparing to spear him into the steel. However, the hesitation gives Landon some time to come back to his senses and as Leon charges him towards the cage, Landon manages to slither down the back and escape. Leon puts on the brakes just short of the cage wall and wheels around to make good on his mistake... ...and gets thumbed in the eye!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" VENTURA Costly mistake by Rodez there. He took way too much time and it might just cost his team big-time, because he had everything going his way until now! Maddix has finally got some offence in, but his team are far from impressed. Bruce even goes so far as to yell at his team-mate to "Stop fightin' like a dang girl!", as he slouches over the ring ropes and gets his breath back. Dropping to one knee, Maddix then starts to fiddle with his right boot whilst Rodez is blindly feeling his way around the ring, being directed by The GPX. To be fair, Leon is only lacking vision in one eye. Which means he can see Landon coming towards him, but also means he can't react in time... ...AS MADDIX THROWS A HANDFUL OF POWDER INTO THE EYES!! VENTURA WOAH! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" SCHIAVONE Faceful of powder and now Leon is even more incapacitated! And not surprisingly, Team SWF taking advantage of there being No Disqualifications to get ahead tonight! VENTURA It's war Schiavone, sometimes you've gotta fight dirty to win! As the cloud of powder hangs over the ring, Leon is left blindly swinging out at thin air. Maddix keeps his distance as the fists fly, waiting to pick his spot (through the smoke), which he does with a boot to the gut. Maddix then goes to work with clubbing forearm after clubbing forearm, making up for the early dominance of his opponent as he now beats him down to his knees. Shoving Rodez into the corner nearest the door, and his team-mates, Maddix then places a foot across the throat and starts to choke the life out of The Silky Smooth One, with Zack and The GPX just inches away but unable to help due to the cage wall in their way. Which becomes even more frustrating, as Maddix spits through the cage at the trio, sending Scotty Static into a rage as he leaps onto the cage and has to be pulled down by his partners! VENTURA That's really classy, huh? SCHIAVONE I don't think class is in Landon Maddix's vocabulary. The GPX can't get involved yet, but I've got a feeling Landon might regret that in due course. Pulling Leon out of the corner, Landon avoids another wild swing and goes to the gut with a knee. Snapmare puts Leon on his BUTT, leaving him wide open... *SMACK!* ...for a PUNTING kick, right to the spine! *SMACK!* ...and a second Dragon kick! Taking a step back to admire his handiwork, the red boot mark on Leon's back, Landon carefully measures him for what looks like a third kick. But at the least moment, Maddix fakes out on the kick and tumbles overhead, tweaking the neck with a Perfect Neck Snap! SCHIAVONE In the midst of all the spectacle and the feud between Bruce and Zack, we've got some smart wrestling here. Maddix realises that to win War Games, you need to earn a submission. And the Land Of Nod, his patented submission hold, works on the neck. VENTURA Picking a bodypart and working it over, as fundamental as wrestling gets. Rolling to his feet, Maddix spits and swats some imaginary gum. VENTURA And the cockiness to boot. Not what you're looking for in War Games, but who am I to complain about that? Maddix follows up with some boots, aiming for the neck now, a definate bullseye on Rodez's body. With a quick paintbrush across the face, Maddix then pulls The Silky Smooth One to his feet, locking him into a cravat! The Wildcards don't seem completely impressed again as Bruce can be seen asking Megan what her man is doing, putting on a headlock when there's a cage around waiting to be used. But Landon clearly knows what he's doing. Or, at least, what he wants to do. Because as he wrenches on the neck Rodez starts to rally! Zack, Static and Jax are all shaking the cage wall, routing behind Rodez as he comes up from his knees to his feet and buries in an elbow. Another. And a third, escaping the modified headlock. Maddix pops him with a quick forearm to keep control though, before grabbing top and tail, running Rodez in by the hair and the tights... *CLANG!* ...FACE-FIRST INTO THE CAGE WALL!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" SCHIAVONE The steel is tested for the first time tonight and sure enough, steel wins out against flesh. Frustrated at having to stand and watch helplessly, Zack turns away as The Wildcards are finally happy with their adopted brethren. Until he flashes a thumbs up their way, prompting Bruce to yell at him from across the way to stay on Rodez. Maddix does just that, putting the boots to the back of Leon's neck. "LE - ON!" "LE - ON!" "LE - ON!" "LE - ON!" The chants seem to spur on Maddix more than anything as he speeds up with the stomps. Once Rodez's signs of fight have disappeared, Maddix then pulls him up and takes aim... *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOOOO!" ...with a knifedge chop, returning the favour from earlier! *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOOOO!" ...make it two! *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOOOO!" ...and that's the trio! Rodez is backed up towards Ring Two now as Maddix lands another forearm, dropping him back against the ropes. With a desperation kick out Leon manages to keep Landon at bay for a moment, but in the next moment Maddix has lunged forward and grabbed a hold of the face, starting to rip and tear away to fend Leon off! SCHIAVONE Make no mistake, Maddix does have a meanstreak. Leon manages to push Maddix away, but he comes right back with a couple of sharp kicks to the ribs. Grabbing hold of the arm, Landon pulls Leon off the ropes and glances behind him. Seeing a cage wall. And smiling. Maddix quickly lands a forearm before setting Rodez up and whipping him across the ring, full pelt towards the cage. But although the back of Leon's head does strike the cage, he manages to absorb it, just enough to come stromin back and MOW Landon down with a clothesline!! "YYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!" SCHIAVONE Wow, what a clothesline! VENTURA A sudden explosion of energy and both men are down, centre of the ring! The perfect time, it seems, to get the formality of the coin toss over and done with. Getting the singla from the back, Charles Robinson produces a coin from his pocket and getting a nervous Zack's attention, he asks him to call. Bruce is left to complain across the other ring as to why he isn't getting to call, but they fall on deaf ears. Meanwhile, Zack gives a call of 'heads', as the coin bounces onto the arena floor... ...and as Team OAOAST peer in... ...their heads sink, as it comes up TAILS! BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the winners of the coin toss are THE WILDCARDS... "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" BUFFER ...giving them the next entrant into this match. SCHIAVONE And that is bad news for Leon Rodez, because once these initial five minutes are up, he's going to be in a two on one disadvantage! VENTURA He ain't got much time either, we're about three and a half, four minutes gone already. He needs to try and take out Maddix before that clock runs down. "LE - ON!" "LE - ON!" "LE - ON!" "LE - ON!" Both men are coming back to their feet now and the tension on Zack and The GPX's faces have risen as they encourage Leon on. It seems Landon has heard the announcement though and he decides to go back to Plan A, crawling off towards Ring Two and looking to stall for time. Rodez can't afford to be lured towards that ring though and he manages to catch Landon just in time, dragging him back into Ring One and spinning him around... *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOOOO!" ...into a chop! But despite the beat-red chest, Landon fires back... *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOOOO!" ...and retaliates with a chop of his own! :20 SCHIAVONE Twenty seconds left until The Wildcards get a second man! *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOOOO!" ...chop by Leon! *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOOOO!" ...chop by Landon! *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOOOO!" ...chop by Leon! Sensing the tides aren't flowing his way, Landon looks to cut the chop exchange short as he goes to the eyes... ...but straight out of a Three Stooges sketch, Leon blocks with the edge of his hand, and POKES LANDON IN THE EYES! "YYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!" :10 :09 As the counter ticks down in the corner of the screen, Leon takes a quick step back and winds up for a clothesline... :08 ...but despite the stinging eyes, Landon sees it coming and drops low... :07 ...clipping out Rodez's right knee! "AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" SCHIAVONE Oh no! He got him in the knee! :06 VENTURA Just like AngleSlam, Rodez's injury comes back to haunt him! :05 :04 :03 As Rodez catches himself just short of planting face-first into the mat he hobbles off into a corner, trying to adjust the brace on the knee. Maddix follows right in though and like a shark that smells blood he zones in on the knee with some quick, hard stomps. On the outside Leon's team-mates despair at the turn in fortunes... :02 ...as outside Ring Two, Todd Cortez has stripped off the bulletproof vest and gets a last peptalk from Bruce Blank. :01 *BZZT!* As the buzzer goes Patrick unbolts the door and the fired up Urban Legend climbs into the fray! BUFFER Now entering War Games, representing The Wildcards... TODD CORTEZ!!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Quick as a flash Cortez flies through Ring Two and towards Ring One. But as soon as he steps to the apron he's called to a stop by Maddix, who has hung the right knee of Leon Rodez up across the middle rope and just finished putting the boots to it. He wastes no time in dishing out the orders to his just entered partner as he yells at him to "go for the knee". And Cortez does just that, running down the aprons and burying his foot into the trapped knee! SCHIAVONE Things couldn't be much worse for Leon Rodez right now. He's been in the action for five minutes already, his bad knee is being picked apart and he's now in a two on one situation. And those two just happen to be former SWF Tag Team Champions Landon Maddix and a 100% fresh Todd Cortez, formerly known as Martial Law. VENTURA Ah, but there is some good news Tony. SCHIAVONE Which is? VENTURA Well, rumour in the back is, he just saved a bundle on his car insurance by switching to Geico! HAHA! Maddix is happy to kick back and let Cortez take over. He even goes so far as he to lounge up onto the top rope, while Cortez puts the boots to the knee in the corner, Rodez unable to defend himself. SCHIAVONE Jesse please, this is bad news for the OAOAST right now! Leon's got to hold out for two minutes, two on one! VENTURA In all seriousness, there is some hope. These two aren't best buddies, so maybe they'll bust up here. It doesn't seem that way for now as Cortez now drags Leon out of the corner and snapmares him over, grabbing the right leg and stomping into the back of the knee. Keeping the leg pinned up, Todd then calls on Landon. Out of his makeshift hammock comes La Cucaracha, onto the middle rope as he soars off with a kneedrop, driven into the hamstring and leaving Leon writhing in agony! "LE - ON!" "LE - ON!" "LE - ON!" "LE - ON!" All the crowd support in the world isn't going to help now as Cortez and Landon circle their prey like vultures, taking their turns kicking out at the helpless Rodez. SCHIAVONE Team SWF getting the luck of the coin-toss here Jess and it's looking bleak all of a sudden. VENTURA Well, I fully expect Bruce to come in number four, so he's fresh as possible for Zack. So these four have got a good line-up going. You've got Landon and Todd, former partners, with Todd's partner Bloodshed probably in next, followed up by Bloodshed's partner Blank. Obviously they've thought about the line-up long and hard to get the best out of their team. The GPX are stewing on the floor, but Zack is trying to keep his cool, willing Leon to find the strength to fight back. He doesn't seem to be finding it though, as Cortez retreats into Ring Two. With a beaming smile, Landon then encourages the rest of Team OAOAST to wave goodbye to Leon, as he's thrown unceremoniously out of Ring One, collected in Ring Two by Cortez. And now Bruce and Bloodshed can get a closer look as Cortez scoops his opponent up, slamming him in the centre of the ring. Landon watches on from the outside of the ring, as Cortez lands a stinging kick to the back of the knee, then takes a jump past Rodez and wrenches the leg in a direction it really shouldn't go! SCHIAVONE They're just picking apart that knee now. Maybe it wasn't smart to send Leon, the man on the team with the lingering injury, into War Games first up. Entering the ring, Landon snatches the right leg while Cortez takes the left, his partner taking the lead as he starts counting down from five. As he reaches one, it leads to a very painful experience for Rodez as Landon and Todd make a wish, splitting Leon's nether regions in directions they really shouldn't go! "OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" MADDIX C'MON PORNSTAR, WHATCHA GONNA DO NOW, HUH? Landon puts on the badmouth and it gets him a jab in the gut. He quickly shrugs it off though and boots Leon upside the head to quell his fire. "LE - ON!" "LE - ON!" "LE - ON!" "LE - ON!" Landon now pulls Leon back up and stabs out at the knee with a kick. Around hops Leon on the good leg, swinging out at Landon in hope of suckering him with a punch. Maddix keeps ducking and diving out of reach though, buying time while Cortez sneaks up behind and lands a kick to the knee. Down to the other knee drops Leon, only to be pulled back up by Maddix who slides behind and drops him with a quick kneebreaker! Landon then hands him off to Cortez, who pulls The Silky Smooth One over with a Dragon Screw legwhip! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" SCHIAVONE This has to be the longest two minutes of Zack's life. VENTURA And The GPX. Like Bruce, I seriously doubt Zack'll be in before position four, when he can be fresh for their inevitable battle. With a wry smile, Maddix calls for a high-five from his partner. Cortez just looks at him like he's crazy but Maddix is so insistant that he eventually obliges, tagging hands and causing Landon to smile like a kid with the run of a candy store. SCHIAVONE There's definately some underlying tension there. Cortez takes a sideways glance at Maddix and shakes his head, as he blindly reaches behind him for a clutch of Rodez. However in turning his back he opens himself up to The Silky Smooth One, Rodez shoving him in the back... *CLUNK!* ...causing Cortez and Maddix to clock heads! "YYEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!" Maddix goes tumbling out through the ropes and out onto the aprons, while Cortez stumbles backwards. He goes right into Leon, who hopping on one foot can't risk doing too much. A right hand finds the mark. Another. Three, four, five... and a 'flying' forearm, knocking Cortez down but also giving himself a jarring landing. He hops back up to his feet though and fires up the crowd, getting a second wind! SCHIAVONE Leon, with the weight of the OAOAST behind him, is gallantly fighting the odds! VENTURA Now, what he ought to do is take a breather. Find a corner, fend whoever comes close off and wait for his team-mate's entry into the cage. That would be the mark of a lesser man though. Lesser, Leon is not. Instead he takes it to Cortez, *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOOOO!" ...with the much used knifedge chop! *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOOOO!" ...and now, even more much used! *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOOOO!" ...and yet MORE much used! The chops avoid the problem of using the knee of course, but the irish whip that follows doesn't, Leon having to gut through the pain as he whips Todd into the turnbuckles. Unable to run in, Rodez instead waits on Cortez to stumble out. A back elbow stuns him, setting up what seems to be Feedback THIS, the Sliced Bread #2. Cortez puts the blocks on it though and grabs a waistlock, lifting Rodez up for a German Suplex... ...but Leon's feet hit Landon on the apron... ...and that buys him time to kick back and HIT the Feedback THIS!! "YYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Away rolls Cortez to recouperate, Bruce suddenly not so confident of how things are developing. Rodez hobbles back up and looks to go after Maddix. As he approaches him by the ropes though, in through the ropes sneaks Landon's leg, jabbing Rodez in the knee! SCHIAVONE Again to the knee! VENTURA That knee's gonna cause Rodez problems all through War Games, guaranteed. As Rodez falls to tend to the knee, Maddix checks to see if he's been busted open. Luckily for Megan he hasn't been though, so he's safe to carry on with the match, grabbing Rodez in a front facelock and setting him up for a suplex out onto the combined aprons! :10 :09 :08 As the timer winds down to entrant 4 and some assistance, Rodez tries desperately just to hang on and block. The arms and legs are wrapped around the ropes and no matter how hard Maddix tries, he can't lift Leon over! :07 :06 :05 SCHIAVONE We're going to even the odds in five seconds! :04 :03 Maddix is getting frustrated now and in his anxiety to get the suplex off, he climbs up to the middle rope, looking for some extra height and leverage... :02 :01 ...but even that isn't helping, as the door opens, the crowd rise... *BZZT!* ...and like a MAN POSSESSED, Scotty Static dives into the fray!! BUFFER Now entering War Games, representing The OAOAST... SCOTTY STATIC!!! "YYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" Through Ring One, Static bypasses Landon for the moment as he vaults into Ring Two. Cortez is just reaching his feet as Static enters the ring and sure enough, Static hones right in on The Urban Legend. A spear tackles Todd to the ground, Static getting into the spirit of War Games as he mounts Cortez and goes WILD with a flurry of hard right hands!! Jax is going equally as wild on the outside cheering his partner on, as Static now lets up and rushes across the ring, giving the Ring Two door a kick and pointing a finger down at Bruce Blank! VENTURA Don't worry about him, worry about the guys in the cage! Static does just that now, as he spots Landon STILL trying to get the suplex off. Seeing The GPXer rushing towards him, Maddix panics and drops hold of Rodez. But before he can do anything offensive, he gets caught with a dropkick from Static, sending Maddix flying back off the middle rope... ...into the opposite ring's ropes... ...WHERE HE GETS TIED UP, ANDRE STYLE!! MADDIX NOOOOOOO! "YYEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" SCHIAVONE And now it's two on one in Team OAOAST's favour! Maddix is tied up and going nowhere! With Maddix out, Static goes after Cortez... *CLANG!* ...AND SENDS HIM FACE-FIRST INTO THE CAGE!! "YYEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" Maddix can only look on despairingly now, as Static takes Cortez again, and like a rubber ball... *CLANG!* ...HE BOUNCES HIM INTO THE STEEL AGAIN!! "YYEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" Down goes Cortez, Maddix trying and failing to free himself from the ropes as Rodez watches on in amusement. MADDIX (voice cracking) IS THAT THE BEST YOU'VE GOT!?!?! Apparantly not, as Static and Rodez exchange a look, a nod, before exiting out onto the apron collectively! Maddix freaks out and starts to re-think opening his big mouth. Too late, naturally. But still. Wild kicks from Landon do no good and neither does begging for some mercy, as Static grabs a handful of Landon's blond locks and balls up the fist. But no! Rodez stops Static and encourages him to "leave it to me", as he balls up his elbow(?) and rains down a Bionic Elbow across the top of Maddix's unprotected dome! Another Bionic Elbow! Another! "FOUR!" "FIVE!" "SIX!" "SEVEN!" "EIGHT!" "NINE!" "TEN!" SCHIAVONE Leon Rodez gettin' funky like a spunky monkey, with a little Dusty Rhodes persuasion, if you wiiiiill! Not all that receptive to his partner's attack, Static unhooks the ropes and drags Landon out. With a pat on Leon's back he then tells him to "watch this", as he grabs a handful of Landon's hair and runs on down the aprons. Landon is dragged along for the ride and sent on another ride, as Static throws him... ...Maddix soaring OVER the ringposts... *CLANG!* ...AND RIGHT INTO THE CAGE!!!! "YYEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" SCHIAVONE Scotty Static has knocked the intensity up a notch here! Man alive! Head rebounding off the solid steel bars connecting the cage between the two ringposts, Maddix collapsing back down the aprons. And as he sits back up, a loud scream pierces through the arena. The scream coming from Megan Skye, as she sees blood beginning to pool up right across Maddix's hairline!! SCHIAVONE And we have the first casualty of War Games!! Blood has been drawn and it's that of Landon Maddix!! VENTURA The first, but I doubt it'll be the last Schiavone! Static shows no let-up and pulls Maddix back up again, hurling him up over the top into Ring One. Meanwhile Leon steps back into Ring Two and for the first time in the match, the action has spilled into both rings at once, putting the intrepid directors into overdrive. Static targets the cut on Landon's head with right hands, while Leon goes after Cortez in the opposite ring. "O - A - O - A - S - T!" "O - A - O - A - S - T!" "O - A - O - A - S - T!" "O - A - O - A - S - T!" Team OAOAST are in the ascendancy now, with Scotty Static dominant in Ring One. Ruthlessly he digs his fingers into Landon's cut before adding in some TEETH, BITING Landon to the horror of Megan Skye on the floor! Static eventually comes up for air and spits a wad of The Next Generation's blood and flesh into the rabid crowd, as Maddix's forehead is now stained red, the blood flowing freely! VENTURA We've got a gusher! Meanwhile, Rodez has got Cortez. But despite the collisions with the cage he took Cortez has something left, cutting Leon off and lifting him up over the shoulder, dropping forward with the Sitout Spinebuster! Still holding onto the legs, Cortez then climbs up and steps through, lacing up the legs and applying The Sharpshooter on Rodez!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" So immersed in his battle is he, Static doesn't even notice the problem. And as he deals with Maddix, Leon is left to deal with the Sharpshooter alone! And with no rope breaks and no partner to save him... *TAPTAPTAPTAP!* ...RODEZ STARS TAPPING OUT!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" VENTURA Rodez is tapping! And look at Bruce, he loves it! Hearing the sound of tapping, Cortez pretty instinctively lets go of The Sharpshooter. Bruce gives his partner the big thumbs up, but is soon telling Cortez to get back on Static, prompting Cortez to leave Ring Two and go after The GPXer. VENTURA Rodez tapped out right there Tony and Zack's face has sunk. SCHIAVONE But Rodez tapping doesn't matter until all eight men are in. VENTURA Not true! Sure, it doesn't earn a submission yet, but it means that Leon Rodez is there for the taking. Team OAOAST are virtually a three man team now. Not only do they have to concentrate on themselves, they have to worry about guarding Rodez at all times, because if that submission goes on that knee he's gonna be tapping! SCHIAVONE Not neccessarily Jess. Leon might have tapped only because he knew it wouldn't lose him the match and to get Cortez to release the hold. VENTURA Maybe, but the pain on his face right now says different. Rodez rolls across the canvas, tucking himself under the bottom rope and against the wall of the cage, as he howls in pain about his injured knee. With Leon incapacitated, Cortez takes a final glare at him to make sure he's not crying wolf, before heading back into Ring One to double up on Scotty Static. SCHIAVONE Leon is hurting, and right now Team OAOAST also run the danger of having another man succumbing to too much damage. The Wildcards and Maddix have the odds in their favor, but with Leon down and only Scotty carrying the load, they also have to worry about the inevitable, upcoming entrance of the third man! Static fires a bloody Landon into the corner, and charges in, but eats boot on the charge, driving him away. He stumbles back and spins around, but ducks a Cortez lariat at the last second...the momentum of which carries in the corner, causing him to crush his own partner! Todd falls back as Landon slumps to a seated position, and Scotty follows up with a back suplex on the Urban Legend! He hops up to his feet and charges the corner immediately, driving his knee into Landon's bloody face, staining his own ring gear with the plasma of the egotistical outsider. Taking a page out of Landon's book, Scotty backs up as he stands over him, then hocks a loogie right into Landon's face, causing Megan to screech in disgust! If she thought that was bad, however, she probably hoped it stopped there, because next thing you know, Scotty does the same to her through the wall of the cage, causing a HUGE freak out at ringside! VENTURA That's one thing about those Hooligans, Tony...they don't give a damn about man, woman, or child. If you step to them, your ass is considered on their hit list! With Landon down, it's one streetfighter against another, as Todd starts getting up, only to be met with a HARD slap across the left side of his face...and a second to the right, before Static ducks and scoops Todd up by the waist, dropping him crotch first on the ring ropes! Cortez winces in pain, and then Scotty shoves him off, down into the crevice between the two rings, getting Todd out of his way so that he can focus on Maddix once again! SCHIAVONE Static is plotting his attacks accordingly, and without exerting too much effort. He's doing enough to get one man out of the way so that he can switch off in quick succession, not giving his opponents time to recover from the prior assault! Static moves towards the corner, and just as he does the countdown begins for the next entrant in the contest. :10 :09 :08 VENTURA We're going to be coming up on what SHOULD be a three on two, but is going to be more like a three on one advantage, Tony. Scotty Static might be having an easy time of it right now, but Leon has barely moved in the last few moments, and we're literally seconds away from one of the two more sadistic members of The Wildcards squad entering the ring! Landon comes up out of the corner, wiping the spit, sweat, and blood from his brow so that he can see clearly...see Static about to blast him with a European uppercut, that is! Landon falls back into the corner just as the buzzer sounds, and Static turns towards the door, waiting for what comes next. BUFFER Now entering War Games, representing The Wildcards...BLLLLLLOODSHEDDDDD! Despite his ability to inflict and absorb pain, the typically silent assassin of The Wildcards is not respected in the least, and the packed house lets him know that. Not that he cares, as he keeps his stoic demeanor in check as he rounds the cage and walks up the steps, into the ring...AND GETS TACKLED INTO THE CORNER BY SCOTTY STATIC! SCHIAVONE He's not wasting any time, Jess! The crowd erupts as Static jumps Bloodshed, pinning him in the corner and drilling him with shoulderblocks to drive the wind out of him immediately as he enters! Bloodshed clubs Static over the back, trying to beat him into a break, but it's not until Cortez and Maddix come over and pry Scotty back, holding him by the arms. Bloodshed recovers, and reaches down into the side of his boot, pullling out a familiar object that causes the fans to gasp in horror. VENTURA He's got that spike of his, and it looks like he's gonna start practicing for Thanksgiving on Scotty Static's forehead! Bloodshed inches forward, as Scotty is held at bay by the former Martial Law...but Static kips up, planting both of his feet into Bloodshed's chest to drive him back! He uses the momentum to float over, landing on his feet and snapping both Todd and Landon to the canvas with a double Russian legsweep, drawing a huge pop from the crowd! SCHIAVONE WHATTAMOVE~! Scotty Static is carrying the load for his team right now, and... "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!" SCHIAVONE NO! God, no! He just drove that spike into his head! The celebration is short lived, as the stunned Bloodshed recovers just as Scotty gets to his feet, and jabs his sharp metal weapon into the head of Static, dropping him to the canvas! Bloodshed drops to his knees and cradles Scotty's head, taking the spike and carving a gash into the Hooligan's forehead, drawing an agonizing yell from the outspoken Static! SCHIAVONE We've still got about a minute until Johnny Jax can legally enter the cage! Rodez is on the far side of the second ring, still licking his wounds, and now Scotty Static is at the mercy of these three men, at one point collectively creating the stable known as Martial Law! VENTURA And at that time, Bloodshed was a completely different man. His shift in attitude has done no favors for people like the GPX, Leon Rodez, or Zack Malibu. The man is homicidal, suicidal... SCHIAVONE I'm gonna stop you right there, lest we get sued for copyright infringment! VENTURA Fair enough. But you get the picture! After digging the spike into his head, Bloodshed pulls Scotty up, dragging him to the wall of the cage that both Jax and Zack are peering through. With a sick grin, Bloodshed looks down at his foes, then takes Scotty's face, already a crimson mask, and starts raking it from side to side along the wall of the cage! SCHIAVONE He's sick! He's taunting them with their own partner's condition! He LOVES what he's doing! VENTURA He considers himself a Picasso, or a Van Gogh...the only thing is that he paints with blood and our rings are his canvas! Jax pounds the wall of the cage, desperately waiting to be let into the cage. Maddix and Cortez are up, with Todd directing traffic, telling Landon to keep back, while he awaits Jax's entry. :10 :09 :08 :07 :06 :05 :04 :03 :02 :01 BZZZT! SCHIAVONE And the odds are about to be evened once again! The door swings open, and the powerhouse of The Hooligans charges into the cage, immediately trading blows with Todd Cortez! Jax, fueled with fire and rage, takes Todd by the head and simply biels him into the wall of the cage, sending the Hispanic superstar bouncing off the mesh and back onto the canvas! He turns to Landon Maddix, who puts his hands up in surrender and starts to back off, ducking out of Ring One and into Ring Two, pleading for mercy to Johnny Jax. As he backs away, the crowd comes ALIVE, and so does Leon Rodez, as although he's hobbled, he's now up on his feet...AND LANDON MADDIX BACKS RIGHT INTO HIM! VENTURA Uh oh. Maddix, knowing the predicament he's in right now, takes a deep gulp before Rodez shoves him forward, right into a HARD spinebuster that leaves an impression of the smarmy superstar in the ringmat! Back in Ring One, Bloodshed tries to use the spike once again, but Static clutches his wrist, desperately pushing the spike away as it comes dangerously close to him...and a well placed kick doubles Bloodshed over, since he's got the same weak spot as all males do...and now Static takes possession of the spike! Scotty wastes no time in seeking redemption for what's happened to him in this contest so far, as he starts digging the spike into the flesh of the sadistic superstar, drawing blood! SCHIAVONE We knew it wouldn't be pretty. We knew it was going to be violent, and not for the squeamish. We have seen a tremendous amount of blood spilt thus far, and we aren't even close to being done with this contest! Bloodshed tries to shy away, grunting under his breath as Scotty backs him into a corner, opening him up with that spike. As he continues to dig into him, Blank moves over to where Cortez is shaking off the cobwebs, feeling at the the blood dripping from his forehead. Through the mesh wall, Blank slips Cortez something, ordering him to get up...and when Todd does get up he creeps behind Static, taking a chain and wrapping it around his neck! VENTURA Now there's a chain in play, and Static is being choked out! Scotty kicks his legs, and manages to twist his body so that he can have an easier time at fighting free...and manages to shove Cortez towards the ropes...or rather, into a YAKUZA KICK~! from Johnny Jax, who has bolted into Ring One to aid his partner! Bloodshed bounds out of the corner, shrieking as he charges Jax, but Johnny sidesteps him and cradles him under his arm, dropping him to the mat with a HUGE side slam, knocking the wind out of Bloodshed! With those two down, Static takes the length of chain and wraps a bit of it around his fist, then lets the rest dangle, and he uses it as a makeshift whip, wailing on both Cortez and Bloodshed! Back in Ring Two, Maddix has struggled back to his feet, but Leon takes him by the head and leads him to the corner, smashing his head into the top turnbuckle repeatedly before he gets pulled by...and then hurled shoulder first between the middle and top turnbuckle, smashing his right shoulder into the ringpost! Landon slumps down in the corner, totally spent, as Rodez pulls him out and then sets him up on the top rope. He reaches up and pulls Landon down into a Tree of Woe, then delivers a few stomps and kicks to his chin for good measure. Too tired to fight out of it, Landon dangles in the Tree of Woe as Leon steps into Ring One, taking the chain from Static and wrapping it around Cortez's neck! A lariat from Jax dumps Bloodshed over the ropes and into the small space between rings, and now Jax and Static look at each other, noticing that Landon is all by his lonesome with no one to play with! SCHIAVONE All that's left are the captains of each team, with Bruce Blank entering next to give his team a brief advantage before Zack Malibu comes in and all hell breaks loose! VENTURA Hell hasn't broken loose yet? Have you been paying attention!? Landon hangs upside down, while the GPX stand across the ring. Jax takes Static by the arm, but Scotty swings around and sends his partner towards the corner with a ton of momentum, and Jax slides across the canvas, cracking Landon in the face with a baseball slide! He rolls out of the way just as Scotty charges the corner, and the high flyer leaps into the air, seemingly pausing in mid-leap before gravity brings him back down to earth with a hesitation dropkick to the chin of Landon Maddix! SCHIAVONE The GPX have annihilated Landon Maddix, and the crowd is loving it! Jax and Static get up, but before they can pick their next course of action, Bloodshed springboards from out of the crevice between rings, and nails the both of them with a springboard clothesline! Without his spike, he resorts to biting, as he takes Jax by the head and starts using his teeth to tear at his flesh, staying with him even as Jax gets to his feet! They stumble back to a corner, and when Scotty gets up he comes over and swings Bloodshed around, his fist cocked for a punch...but when he does Bloodshed blasts him with BLOODMIST~!, blinding Static with his own plasma in a sickening scene! VENTURA That's just WRONG. Scotty, disgusted and blinded, falls back, dropping to one knee, as Bloodshed turns back to Jax and continues to make him suffer. Back in Ring One, Cortez rams Leon back into one of the corners, breaking the chain-choke, then twists out of the hold and yanks on the chain to pull Leon towards him, grabbing him by the throat and setting up for URBAN ASSAULT...NO! Leon rakes the face, blinding Cortez, and then takes the chain from him and starts wailing away, whipping first at the legs, then across the chest of Cortez! The street thug tucks his arms, trying to cover up, but Leon keeps whipping away before wrapping the chain around his fist...and then cold-cocking Cortez with a hard right hand! SCHIAVONE They are hitting each other with everything and anything! They are busting each other open, they are wearing each other down, they are doing whatever they feel is necessary to bring the opposition to their knees! We knew it wouldn't be pretty! We didn't come here expecting a Flair/Steamboat classic, but tonight, we are seeing violence PERSONIFIED by these men! As Cortez drops, the countdown clock comes up, marking the last time The Wildcards need to worry about it. For at the end of these ten seconds, the last man on their team...the man who evolved from what Zack Malibu thought was a solution for his problems into his most hated rival to date, and the most controversial superstar in OAOAST history, will enter the ring. :10 :09 :08 :07 :06 :05 :04 :03 :02 :01 *BZZZT!* VENTURA You know what that means, Tony. SCHIAVONE All four of the Wildcards, the SWFers, whatever you'd like to refer to them as, are legal entrants in the War Games, because here comes the leader of the pack! Strolling around from his side of the ring, sporting his trademark gleeful snicker, is Bruce Blank. Bruce rounds the corner and stops for a moment, smiling at Zack and pointing his barbed wire baseball bat at him, then tilts his hat at him. The door swings open and Bruce steps up, entering the ring with his bat in hand. Rodez, seeing his best friends worst enemy staring at him, tosses Cortez aside and charges Blank, swinging his chain wrapped fist...but Blank knocks his arm away with the barbed wire bat! SCHIAVONE He just cracked him across the forearm with that damned bat of his! VENTURA And it's perfectly OK for him to do so! Leon reels back, just enough for Bruce to take the BUTT of his trusty equalizer and crack Leon in the head, knocking him on his back! With Leon down, Bruce taunts him, poking him with the bat like you'd poke a dead birds body with a stick...and Bruce looks out to Zack and smirks at him before bringing the bat over his head... ...AND DRIVES IT ACROSS THE RIB CAGE OF LEON RODEZ! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tony149 0 Report post Posted October 29, 2006 SCHIAVONE SON OF A BITCH! Loud booing, perhaps the most ever heard inside an arena anywhere in the world, drowns out the shriek of pain from Rodez. Malibu, infuriated, hops up on the wall of the cage, shouting at his foe...who responds by smashing the wall of the cage with the bat, sending Zack hopping back down to ringside! VENTURA We knew what this was going to be, Tony. We knew, and they sure as hell all knew. It's not surprising that Blank and his boys are looking to take it to the next level, but to have to endure what Zack has endured, and now be the one to have to sit and watch, even for those few moments, as the people who stepped up to help him are brutalized, has got to be affecting his fragile mental state! Leon, just like earlier, tucks and rolls, trying to get out of range of an assault. The barbed wire from the bat has opened up cuts on his lower torso. Blank now looks to his partner Cortez, checking on his condition, and together the two of them step out of Ring One and into Ring Two, where Jax and Static are paired off with Maddix and Bloodshed. Bloodshed pulls away from Jax, who is bleeding heavily from above his eye, and Cortez runs in and crushes him with a leaping corner splash before he and Bloodshed take an arm and whip him out of the corner, towards Blank, who stands waiting with the bat. Jax is sent forward, but he DUCKS THE BAT SHOT~! and bounces off the ropes, cracking Bruce on the rebound with his trademark YAKUZA KICK~! that staggers the big man, sending him falling back to the ropes! Jax hits the ropes again, but now Cortez and Bloodshed get in the way...only to be blasted by a double clothesline from Jax! SCHIAVONE Johnny Jax, the most recent entrant and thus the freshest for Zack's team, is taking it to the three Wildcards! Jax reaches down and picks up Bloodshed, pressing him over his head and hurling him from Ring Two back into Ring One! Before he can turn around however, Cortez crawls across the mat and hits a low blow, and Cortez and Blank then decimate him with a combination Cortez sweep kick/big boot from Blank! VENTURA The numbers game again gets put into effect, because it just took two of them to take out Johnny Jax! Angered, Static comes away from his being tied up with Maddix, and leaps onto the back of Bruce Blank! Quickly, Bruce tosses his bat aside and reaches up, snapmaring Scotty over to the canvas...and upon landing, he's prone for a basement dropkick from Cortez! The lumbering redneck hits the ropes as fast as he can, coming off and then drops his huge tree trunk leg across the throat of Scotty Static, another double team effort successful in taking out a member of the GPX! Bruce gets up and reclaims his bat, standing over Static and pressing the side of it alongside his forehead...and then quickly pulls back on it, raking the razor sharp wire across Static's face! SCHIAVONE This is torture! This is company sanctioned TORTURE! In Ring Two, Blank, Maddix and Cortez pummel the GPX mercilessly, beating on both Hooligans with vicious intent. In Ring One, both Bloodshed and Leon Rodez are wounded and aching, and Bruce Blank steps over one set of ropes, and then over the other so that he's in Ring One, looming over Zack Malibu's Usual Suspect partner. "LET ZACK IN!" "LET ZACK IN!" "LET ZACK IN!" The crowd reaction is thunderous, shouting at officials and hoping that Father Time moves faster than he has been, because Zack Malibu will be able to enter the ring and turn the tide. Malibu, desperate to get into the match, paces ringside, glaring through the holes in the cage as he has to sit by and watch his three allies suffer despite their best abilities. :10 :09 SCHIAVONE THE COUNTDOWN IS ON! VENTURA In just a few seconds, the roof is going to blow off this place, Schiavone! :06 :05 :04 SCHIAVONE He's ready, Jess, he's more ready for this than anything in his life! :02 :01 *BZZZT!* BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the final entrant in the contest, ZAAAAAAAACK MALIBU. Now, The Match Beyond can begin, only to end on a submission or a surrender! The crowd EXPLODES as the door swings open and Malibu races up the steps...AND GETS BLASTED WITH A BIG BOOT FROM BRUCE BLANK~! Malibu flies off the steps and down into the guardrail, and now the monsterous redneck steps out of the cage, trailing his rival! VENTURA What the...you can't leave a cage during War Games, that's the whole POINT OF IT BEING THERE! SCHIAVONE Blank didn't want Malibu coming in, but he's coming out after him! Slamming the door behind him, Blank comes and takes Malibu by the head, bringing him over to the wall of the cage and hurling him facefirst into it! Malibu bounces off the cage wall and falls on all fours, only to be doubled over with a soccer kick from the Southern sadist! SCHIAVONE There's carnage in the ring, and now there's chaos on the outside as well! Malibu struggles to get up, but as he does, Blank leans over the railing and shoves a twenty-something fan on his ass, stealing the man's ringside seat! Folding it up in his grasp, Blank brings the chair up over his head and then down onto the crown of Malibu's, the end result being a blow that echoes throughout the arena like a gunshot! VENTURA He laid him out before he even set foot in the ring, Tony! Blank stands over Malibu's body and takes the chair length-wise, ramming the edge of it down into Zack's throat and choking him out! Malibu wearily tries to fight it off, but can't do much after being knocked senseless. Suddenly, security and staff come flocking to ringside, deflecting the debris hurled by fans at Bruce Blank and try to get the redneck away from Malibu so that War Games can continue the proper way! SCHIAVONE We've got two rings surrounded by a steel cage, and an arsenal that would make a government operative jealous, and yet Bruce Blank just couldn't allow Zack Malibu to get inside those cage walls! VENTURA Blank might not look like a scholar, but he's a smart man. He came at Zack with some outside the box thinking. We knew about the obvious things tonight...the weapons, the numbers advantage, all of that was known heading in. What Zack Malibu did not expect is that the moment where he was expected to save the day, the moment where he was to shine, that he'd be blindsided and eliminated from this contest! SCHIAVONE And if he can't get into that cage, what does that mean? Will the OAOAST be able to send someone else out here? VENTURA You know anyone who WANTS that job? After being lured away from Zack, Blank reaches over and snags Michael Buffer's microphone, addressing his victim. BLANK Zacky boy! C'mon Zacky, this match can't end until we're all inside that cage together! Whaddya say we get you up and get you in there, huh? Blank motions for Zack again, but the staff keeps him at bay, as doctor's check the huge laceration across the top of his head. Blank shoves several people down, making his way to Zack, but he's driven back by the sheer number of people so that the medics can do their job. Blank laughs all this off, bickering with fans as he gets pelted with garbage. On his own will, he climbs back up the steps and opens the cage door, shouting for Zack to "come and get him"! SCHIAVONE That sick, sick son of a bitch. He's laid out Zack Malbu on the floor, and kept the numbers game in his favor...not to mention he's prolonging the matchup by doing so! VENTURA You called it torture before, Tony, and that's what he's doing. Bruce Blank has corralled the GPX and Leon Rodez, three people who decided to include themselves in Zack's war with The Wildcards, and he is punishing them for their actions! As the door shuts behind him, Blank grabs the recovering Leon Rodez in a full nelson, hoisting him off his feet and planting him with a full nelson slam on the canvas! Calmly, the big man reclaims his trusty equalizer and runs it along the wall of the cage, looking out at Zack Malibu, who is being helped to his feet down on the floor. SCHIAVONE He's so damn non-chalant about it! I don't think Blank even considers this a matter of winning or losing, as long as he can get under Zack's skin! VENTURA I'm pretty sure he's succeeded tenfold when it comes to that! In Ring Two, Maddix has Static pressed under the bottom rope, against the wall of the cage, placing his foot on his throat. Bloodshed tugs at the eyes of Johnny Jax, raking his face back as he sits on his back, and then starts viciously crossfacing him, beating him into a daze. Cortez switches off, helping both of his partners work the GPX over, until he's motioned by Blank to join him in Ring One. SCHIAVONE Blank calling for Cortez to join him now, and one can only wonder what's in store for Leon Rodez, who has taken perhaps more punishment than anyone in the ring tonight! Blank points to Leon with his bat, nodding for Cortez to bring Leon to his feet. Cortez obliges, and sets Leon in a standing headscissors. He reaches down and grabs him by the waist, yanking him up in the air...but as Leon is risen off the mat, he reaches up and grabs the roof of the cage, not allowing Cortez to bring him down! VENTURA He blocked the powerbomb attempt! Cortez pulls and pulls, and finally Leon's grip slips...BUT AS HE FALLS HE COUNTERS WITH A RANA THAT TAKES CORTEZ OVER! The crowd roars as Leon hops to his feet, but Blank swings for the fences with the baseball bat...AND IT'S DUCKED! JAB! JAB! JAB! JAB! Leon Rodez opens fire with his quick, educated right hands, but as he spins around for the parting shot, Cortez grabs him by the throat and lifts, dropping him with a modified powerbomb! SCHIAVONE URBAN ASSAULT! The crowd dies down as quickly as they picked up when Leon made his brief comeback. Cortez, after taking him down, locks the bad leg in a single leg crab, yanking on it and causing Leon to scream in pain, even as Blank comes and starts dropping elbows on his sternum! VENTURA They're doubling up on the most wounded party! This match is going to end very soon, Tony! SCHIAVONE It can't end until Zack gets in the ring! VENTURA IF Zack can get in the ring! Zack, who has been sat down and observed at ringside, finally comes to and starts shoving people away from him left and right. Medics, security, road agents, no one is safe, as Malibu starts flipping out at ringside! Malibu gets up and charges for the door, to the loudest pop you'll ever hear...and poor Charles Robinson goes FLYING as Malibu shoves him off the steps and sets into the ring himself! SCHIAVONE MALIBU IS IN! ZACK MALIBU IS UP AND IN THE RING! The bell sounds, signalling that we're now entering the final portion of the match. Fueled by the fans and his own personal rage, Malibu comes in the ring, and an unhappy Blank approaches...but stops dead in his tracks after Malibu splashes his face with something that causes the big man to scream loudly! VENTURA What the hell... With Blank frozen in place, Malibu takes what he's got and pours some on Cortez's head, causing Cortez to shout out in agony as well, and break his hold on Leon Rodez! After saving his partner, Malibu turns and blasts Blank across the head with what he's got, and then lets it fall to the canvas. The cameras close in on the object, and Malibu, ever the opportunist, swiped a bottle of ALCOHOL from the medical kit on the floor! SCHIAVONE That's a bottle of alcohol! That'll dry out any wound... VENTURA ...and blind you just as easily! Bruce Blank can't hurt what he can't see! For the first time in his life, Blank is helpless and unable to defend himself, as Malibu picks up the bat that he dropped. Standing before Blank, Zack cocks the bat back and swings, catching Bruce across the ribs! He steps over and swings again, this time cracking him between the shoulder blades and dropping him to one knee! Cortez, who wasn't blinded by the alcohol but just stunned, gets up and tries to rush Zack, but Malibu turns his head and sees him coming, and cracks the streetwise superstar with a SCHOOL'S OUT, knocking Cortez out with the fatal blow! SCHIAVONE Cortez goes down! Bruce is helpless! TEAM OAOAST IS COMING BACK! In Ring Two, Maddix has Static set up for a suplex, but Scotty blocks, and then lifts Maddix off his feet and drops him between the ropes and the cage wall, then takes the back of his head and starts ramming it repeatedly against the wall of the cage! Seeing Jax having trouble with Bloodshed, Scotty backs away from Maddix, and gets the bat from Zack, who voluntarily tosses it into Ring Two! Jax, in a last ditch effort to save himself from the assault, powers out of the corner and wraps his arms around Bloodshed's waist, shoving him forward...RIGHT INTO A RUNNING BAT SHOT ACROSS THE FOREHEAD FROM SCOTTY STATIC! VENTURA They're on the comeback trail...but why would Zack get rid of the bat? Like any good question, the answer is imminent, as within seconds, Malibu reaches into his boot and pulls out his own hidden object. Metallic with three prongs on the end of it, Zack Malibu now brandishes a FORK, and digs it into the head of Bruce Blank, peeling back his flesh with an object normally used to eat a salad! SCHIAVONE HE'S GOT A FORK! ZACK MALIBU IS CUTTING BRUCE BLANK OPEN WITH A FORK! Blank shouts and screams, but the pleas fall on deaf ears, as none of his teammates are in the shape to help him! Being that they're the only ones in the arena who actually would, Blank is shit out of luck, as Malibu goes to work, running a cut across the length of his forehead before leading him over to the ropes. Malibu takes Blank's head and presses it down on the top rope, pushing his throat hard onto it...then he leans over and tugs on the middle rope while forcing Bruce down, pulling the middle rope over the top rope and trapping Blank's head between the strands! VENTURA He's got him trapped! Blank has nowhere to go! SCHIAVONE And if he doesn't get himself untangled, he's going to run out of oxygen! Blank kicks his legs, his eyes tearing from the alcohol that has blinded him and put him in this position. With Bruce's head trapped, Malibu takes the barbed wire bat again and starts WAILING on Bruce's back, each shot ripping at his shirt and his flesh, until Malibu tears the remains of the shirt off and starts raking the bat across his back, peeling the flesh back at a rapid pace! Over in Ring Two, Static has found Bloodshed's spike, but as he picks it up, Maddix swings him around...only for Static to take his legs out from under him! Holding Landon's two legs in the air, Scotty shows the crowd the spike, and drops to his knees, jabbing the sharp point of the spike into an area that NO MAN wishes a sharp object to go near! VENTURA That's just WRONG! Maddix starts screaming and kicking to get away, but Static drags him by the legs towards the center of the ring, and threatens to make another play for the sore spot, until Maddix's panic leads to words that his allies certainly did not want him to say. "Nnnnnn...nnNOOOOOOOOOOOO...NO...I QUIT! I QUIT! I QUIT!" SCHIAVONE HE GAVE UP! LANDON MADDIX HAS SURRENDERED! THE WILDCARDS JUST LOST WAR GAMES! VENTURA There's a certain part of me that doesn't blame him, Schiavone! The bell sounds, and the fans go WILD, as Zack Malibu, Leon Rodez, and the GPX are triumphant. Immediately upon the bell sounding the door opens, and officials try to quell the madness, since there is no need for more. Malibu, of course, is the toughest to seperate, as he leans in to Bruce's trapped head and mouths in his ear the ominous words "I'm not done with you, you son of a bitch!" The cleanup crew has hit the ring, and Megan Skye rushes in, running right for Landon to check on his (and his "little friends") condition. SCHIAVONE It's madness inside the cage, because even though they've gotten the victory, they don't want to let this go! The GPX put their hands up as officials block them off from Maddix and Megan, and even Bloodshed, who sits himself up against the corner and wipes the blood from his eyes. Malibu is kept back by a wall of officials as Blank's head is freed from the ropes, and he simply collapses to the mat out of exhaustion and lack of oxygen, which has to make everyone in the arena happy. Rodez, who rolled to the spot in between rings, is helped to his feet by Charles Robinson and Nick Patrick...but as the two referees help him to his feet, Todd Cortez, recently recovered from the School's Out, comes and snags him by the head, pulling him away from the referees... VENTURA What's HE doing? Get some control in their, Patrick! SCHIAVONE Oh no... VENTURA Holy... Cortez, in a flash, lets go of Leon alright...but not before leaping over his back and bringing him back down to earth right on the top of his head, compressing his neck and spine as he drops him on the hard surface of the two ring aprons pushed together with the RIOT ACT PLUS~! SCHIAVONE No! NO! THIS MATCH WAS OVER! THE MATCH IS OVER! VENTURA HE JUST BROKE HIS NECK, TONY! Upon seeing this, Malibu bolts through the wall of people keeping him at bay, tackling Cortez to the canvas and unloading on him! Everyone tries to get Malibu off of him, but then the GPX start fighting THEM for interfering with Malibu's attack! SCHIAVONE It's chaos in the cage! Everything is going to hell! Cortez manages to roll away in the madness, with the GPX fighting through security to try and get at him, while Zack crawls over to Leon. Zack looks at him, and the cameras show a glazed look in Leon's eyes as he lays perfectly still. Malibu screams "HE'S NOT MOVING! SOMEONE HELP HIM, HE CAN'T MOVE!" as loud as he can, and time suddenly stands still. OAOAST staff stop worrying about everything and anything and rush to Leon's side, checking on him but being sure not to jar his body or move him in the slightest. The Wildcards have been led out of the cage, and despite the loss tonight, despite their condition, they know that mentally, they still came out ahead. Malibu walks to the wall of the cage and screams for a stretcher, shouting "WE NEED HELP OUT HERE! NOW!" as two more medics, wheeling a stretcher, and even Anglesault himself charge out from the back. Zack turns back to his friend, who is still motionless, while the camera cuts to a shot of The Wildcards, Maddix, and Megan, looking like they just stepped out of a car wreck...and HAPPY ABOUT IT. VENTURA Tony, I fully admit that sometimes I advocate unfair play. Win if you can, lose if you must, but always cheat. Tonight, I mean, it's par for the course for The Wildcards to cross the line, but this is uncalled for. SCHIAVONE A man's career may now hang in the balance, again due to the unfortunate plague of ultraviolence that has been let loose on the OAOAST. Zack Malibu's team walks out with a checkmark in the win column, but the real story here is that The Wildcards have once again brutalized one of the OAOAST's brightest stars. On that note, the camera cuts back to the ring, where Rodez is slowly being slide under the ropes and onto the stretcher, as the cage is lifted off the ground. Malibu and the GPX hover over the medical staff and watch on, and fans are on their feet, checking with concern. A neckbrace is fastened to Leon's neck, and it's then that the scene fades out, leaving what should have been a night of celebration to end on a somber note. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
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