Tony149 0 Report post Posted November 25, 2006 "Heart-Shaped Box" blasts over the speakers and the crowd goes wild. The Heavenly Rockers expressionless as they walk alone for the first time in a long time without their manager Holly-Wood. The assigned official for the upcoming match, Nick Patrick, greets Synth and Logan on the way in for some last minute instructions but it's like talking to a wall. COLE You don't think the Heavenly Rockers are prepared for battle? Just look at them. They are in the zone, ladies and gentlemen. COACH They have the outside world blocked out right now, but believe me, they're gonna feel some real pain once the match begins. They're gonna regret their decision to return for another go-around. COLE I seriously doubt that. Synth and Logan came back for 3 reasons: pride, revenge and the tag team championship. Those belts mean more to them than probably any other team who have held the gold before them. It represents hard work and determination. Rulebreaking gets you nowhere. The Heavenly Rockers learned that the hard way. COACH As the old saying goes, "nice guys finish last." And the last time these two teams met, the Heavenly Rockers finished last. The cheers turn to jeers as Edgar Winter's "Frankenstein" kicks in. Surprisingly, the Bruisers bypass their usual entrance routine and head straight to the ring. COLE The champions understand the importance of this match. A loss tonight and they become nothing more than a foot note in history. COACH In both teams minds, the ultimate embarrassment is losing to the other. The Sooner Bruisers would rather lose the titles to a couple scrubs than the Heavenly Rockers. * DING * DING * DING * DING * BUFFER LLLLLLLadies and gentlemen, November Reign continues with a battle for the heavyweight tag-team championship of the world! When the bell rings your referee in-charge of the action, Nick Patrick. Introducing first, the challengers...from Sin City, Las Vegas, Nevada...total combine weight 450 pounds, the greatest rock n wrestling band of all-time and former professional wrestling tag team champions of the world...THE HEAVENLY RRRRRRRRROOOOOOOCKERS! "YEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" So focused are the challengers, they don't recognize the support of the crowd. Synth and Logan simply remove their jackets and hurl them over the top rope. Their eyes locked in on the Sooner Bruisers. BUFFER And their opponents...from Oklahoma City, Oklahoma, 525 pounds, the reigning and defending tag team champions of the woooooorld...the Man of Tomorrow and the Psycho Gremlin...THE SOONER BRUUUUUUUUUISERS! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Big Frank and Uber turn their back on the Heavenly Rockers to pose for the hard camera, flexing and howling like only they can. But their opponents are itching to start the match, having waited months to get another shot at the men who put them on the shelf. No longer able to keep their emotions in check, Synth and Logan pounce on the Bruisers! Logan sends Frank crashing into the corner with a running knee to the back, while Synth dropkicks Uber to the outside. The Heavenly Rockers want Big Frank to themselves. The crowd roars as Synth and Logan beat the leftover stuffing out of the Man of Tomorrow! COACH Don't just stand there. Get in there and do something, ref. Nick Patrick finally gets the Heavenly Rockers to ease up on Frank. Synth asking the longtime official for an escort to the corner, which Logan uses as a diversion to give Big Frank a...BELTSHOT~! COLE The Man of Tomorrow just got popped! And apparently--no, has been lacerated! COACH What a horrible job of officiating by Nick Patrick. I can't believe he feel for that. And don't even get me started on that belt shot. Should the Sooner Bruisers lose the match and the titles I sure hope the Heavenly Rockers send Nick Patrick a Christmas card this year, because he gave them a gift. * DING DING DING * The bell officially sounds, but the fight started long ago. Blood flowing out the open wound on his forehead, Frank then experiences the indignity of having his driven face-first into the mat again and again. Adding insult to injury, Logan viciously grinds the Man of Tomorrow's face into the canvas, leaving a splotch of blood behind. Uber slides back in and after Logan, but he's met by Synth and the two trade blows while Logan CHOKES Frank with the tape removed from his wrist! Uber catches Synth with a kick to the gut and tosses him outside, immediately targeting Logan afterwards. Sent off to the ropes, Mann avoids a Soonerline and slides through Uber's legs on the rebound, nailing him with an inverted atomic drop, then clothesline off the ropes. Like a human ping pong ball, Logan bounces from Big Frank and Uber, decking them both with running axehandles and bionic elbows. The Synthmeister gets back in on the act, soaring through the air, leveling the Bruisers with a flying crossbody. Synth kicks Uber out of the ring and exits, leaving Logan all alone with Big Frank. Logan mounts on top of the Man of Tomorrow, recklessly hammering away, so filled with hatred he tries to GOUGE his foes eyes! Screaming like a girl but taking it like a man, Big Frank reaches up and goozlos Mann by the throat! COLE There's something you don't see everyday. A simultaneous eye gouge and choke! Rage in his eyes, beads of sweet dripping off his forehead and onto Frank's crimson mask, Logan fights fire with fire, going to a chokehold as well. Big Frank responds by SPITTING in Mann's face, giving him the opening he needs to sock it to him, baby. In what's turned into a one on one no holds barred fight, Frank looks to smash Mann into the turnbuckle...but Logan gets the boot up and rams the Man of Tomorrow into the buckle instead. Sharpe jabs leave Frank jelly-legged. He's brought out of the corner and fired into the ropes for a back elbow straight to the heart. Another turnbuckle smash rattles the mind and body of Big Frank Bruiser. Logan traps Frank in the corner and, standing on the middle rope, slams his fist into the face! But Frank is able to get his hands through Logan's legs and drops him face-first into the turnbuckle in a modified version of snake eyes. Noticably laboring, Frank rules against tagging out so he can punish his arch rival some more. Forearm smash after forearm smash to the back of the neck, which causes an apparent chain reaction as Logan kicks his leg back and crowns Big Frank's family jewels, so to speak. "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHH!" COLE They may be calling him Lil' Frank after tonight. COACH I'd like to see you run that joke by Big Frank. Something tells me I'd be introduced as the new voice of the OAOAST the day after you'd told him. Big Frank crawls on all fours to his corner and tags Uber. With Logan still slumped in the corner, the Psycho Gremlin charges in and delivers a ring rattling avalanche splash. Uber then hooks Logan for a back suplex...but Mann floats over and rolls him up! ONE... TWO... NO! Uber kicks Logan forward, prompting a blind tag from the Heavenly Rockers. Logan hops over Uber and then leapfrogs him on the rebound, joining Synth on the other side and the two hit their patented DOUBLE SYNCHRONIZED DROPKICK...that barely even fazes the Gremlin, who absords the impact and wipes out both rockers with a singular double Soonerline! UBER Ow, ow, ow, ow...owwwwwww! COLE You'll never confuse that howl with the sound of music, I tell you that. Synth is whipped into the ropes, but Uber sets too soon and is spiked into the canvas with a double-arm DDT...which is no sold! The Psycho Gremlin pops up and hammers Synth, who returns in kind. Then both men unload on each other. Synth holding his own against his much larger opponent. Kick to the gut stuns the Synthmeister, who takes another trip to the ropes...but again hands Uber a surprise, taking him over in a swinging neckbreaker! Synth dropkicks Big Frank off the apron and leaps to the second rope, dropping the elbow down onto Uber's sternum! ONE... TWO... KICKOUT! Synth looks to isolate Uber in the Heavenly Rockers side of the ring, but the Psycho Gremlin shoots him off to the ropes and bulldozes him to the mat with a shoulder tackle. The Synthmeister stays down as Uber comes off the near side and goes over the top. Criss-Cross ensues. Both men's thunderous footsteps reverberating throughout the arena. Synth outsmarts Uber by changing directions, taking him off his feet with a flying crossbody! ONE... TWO... TH-- KICKOUT! Synth ascends to the top and drills Uber with a flying dropkick! ONE... TWO... THR-- NO! Synth then makes the mistake of trying to Irish whip Uber, who reverses, causing Synth to tumble over the top to the arena floor after Big Frank pulls down the rope. With Uber distracting the referee, Frank smashes Synth straight back into the guardrail and edge of the apron, then slams him on the floor! COACH Before you go on a rant, Mikey, let's remember what the Heavenly Rockers did to Big Frank earlier. Turnabout is fair play. COLE For once in your life, you're right. I'd be a hypocrite to complain about the Sooner Bruisers methods. An exchanged is made by the champions, and Frank suplexes Synth back inside. But the Man of Tomorrow has no intention of going for a pin, rolling Synth onto his side to grind the knee into the ribs. Frank then deathlocks the legs and yanks back on Synth's head in a crotching bow and arrow-type maneuver. The Synthmeister in tremendous pain, letting out a blood curling scream...but refuses to surrender. "ROCK N ROLL!" "ROCK N ROLL!" "ROCK N ROLL!" Synth pumps his fist to the beat, only to be scoop him up in a pumphandle and dropped onto Big Frank's knee! Frank scoops Synth up again and executes a series of rib breakers before tagging his brother. Frank flips Synth onto his stomach and holds him down as the Psycho Gremlin connects with a HEADBUTT TO RIBS!! COACH The Bruisers opening up the playbook tonight. COLE Who'd have thought you'd see a flying headbutt performed by Uber? Incredible. ONE... TWO... THRE-- KICKOUT! Synth just gets the shoulder up. With ease, Uber presses Synth overhead and slams him to the mat, then whips him into the ropes and wraps him up in a bearhug! Logan shouts encouragement from the Heavenly Rockers corner, drawing a sinister cackle from the Psycho Gremlin. Synth slowly begins to go out of it, his eyes becoming heavy and his arms weak. Nick Patrick raises Synth's arm three times to check how much life is left in the Synthmeister, and on the third dropping Synth raises that arm high and twirls the FINGER OF DEATH~! "YEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAHHHHHH!" COLE Oh, yeah. There's still fight left in him. Punches have zero effect on Uber, but BITING HIM IN THE NOSE does! Synth escapes the bearhug but not the clutches of the Psycho Gremlin, who grabs Synth from behind. The Synthmeister fires a round of elbows to the temple to break loose, spins and throws a kick...but Uber catches the leg. Caught in no man's land, Synth aims high and drills Uber upside the head with an enzurigi, then quickly rolls him up in a small package! ONE... TWO... THREE! NO!!! COLE I, along with thousands of fans jammed inside General Motors Place, thought we had new tag team champions. Synth inches away from regaining the World tag team titles for the Heavenly Rockers. COACH I didn't think the Sooner Bruisers titles were in any danger. Uber obviously slipped on a wet spot in the ring and got tangled up with Synth. No biggie. COLE Wow! Just when I thought you couldn't think of any more lame excuses you come up with that gem. You're truly in a league of your own, Coach. Uber ends any thought Synth may have of making a tag by grabbing ahold of his foot, dragging the Synthmeister to the Sooner Bruisers corner where the champions proceed to stomp the ribs. After a stern warning from the referee, the Bruisers properly execute a tag. Big Frank plants Synth square in the middle of the ring with a belly-to-belly suplex! ONE... TWO... KICKOUT! Double underhook backbreaker leaves the Synthmeister in excruciating pain. The Man of Tomorrow continues to focus on the ribs, dropping a series of elbows before placing Synth in the LAY-Z-BOY! COACH Is Synth in trouble. I guarantee you he won't be able to get out of this. COLE Never say never. Men have found ways to escape the camel clutch before, you just have to be mentally tough. Logan rallies the crowd behind Synth, who appears on the verge of passing out...but the roar of the crowd gets the adreanline flowing and Synth makes it up on all fours, only to have Frank leap up and crash all his weight onto the ribs! Moments after re-applying the Lay-Z-Boy, Frank is faced with another attempt to break the hold, so he goes back to the air...only to crotch himself on Synth's shins this time! COLE If they weren't little before, they're little now. COACH I give credit where credit's do. Synth had that move well scouted. Big Frank went to the well one too many times. Uber smartly steps in to keep Synth isolated in the Bruiser corner, shoving Logan off the apron in the process. Steaming mad, Logan tries to get him some of Uber, but referee Nick Patrick is there to restrain him, allowing the champions to make an illegal switch. Of course Uber claps him hands behind the ref's back to give the impression a tag was made. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" The crowd isn't happy and neither is the referee at first, but the Sooner Bruisers manage to convince him there was a tag, citing the self-tag by Uber. COLE Oh, come now. There is absolutely no way that tag should be allowed. The rulebook clearly states a referee must see the tag to allow it. Now [i]that's[/i] bad officiating, Coach. COACH Whether the ref saw it or not, the Bruisers would've easily made the tag anyway. No harm, no foul. Uber brings Synth to his feet and scoops...No, Synth floats over and hits a desperation bulldog! Luckily for the champs, Uber went straight down, preventing any pin attempt, but it opens the door for a Heavenly Rockers tag. Big Frank puts a stop to that, stepping in and slapping the taste out of Logan's mouth, suckering him inside. Logan gives the referee a handful, exactly what the Bruisers hoped for as Frank grabs one of the tag title belts from the timekeeper's table. Uber shakes off the cobwebs and holds Synth up for his brother, Logan Mann going ballistic in the background. * BOOM * "YEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAHHHHHH!" Synth ducks and Frank blasts Uber with the belt, busting him open! Both brothers now lacerated. Shell-shocked, Frank has no time to block the Heavenly Rockers tag! Logan comes in and overwhelms the Man of Tomorrow with a barrage of closed fists and kicks. Irish whip to the far corner, and Mann charges in, driving the back of the elbow into the chiseled physique of Big Frank. He then takes him by the back of the head and sprints to the other side of the ring, hurdling over the ropes to snap Frank's neck off the top cable! Logan climbs back onto the apron and ascends to the heavens, spreading his arms out like an eagle to balance himself...TOP ROPE KNEEDROP! ONE... TWO... THREE-- NO! Bleeding profusely, Uber makes the save. The Psycho Gremlin gets in a couple of blows on Logan as Nick Patrick gives him an earful. The two argue until Synth comes flying into the picture and tackles him to the ground and out to the floor. Unfortunately, the referee is caught in the crossfire and he too goes out with them. As one fight rages on outside, another continues in the ring. Logan shoves Big Frank against the turnbuckles and SINKS HIS TEETH into the open cut of Frank's! With Mann positioned on the middle rope, Frank lands a LOW BLOW and then a Soonerline. Seemingly in control, Big Frank shoots Logan into the ropes and takes him around the world in a TILT-A-WHIRL...THAT'S COUNTERED INTO A DDT! COLE My God, he hit it! Percussion DDT. We should have new champions, but the referee is down. The referee is down, damnit! Having smacked the floor hard, Nick Patrick remains shaken up. Meanwhile, Synth is handing Uber his ass, hammering him against the steel steps. An ominous sign of what's to come, as Uber hurls him into the ringpost, knocking the Synthmeister out cold. Inside the ring, Logan counts his own fall. 1... 2... 3! :headbang: :headbang: :headbang: The fans bang their heads in celebration, but the fall doesn't count, and Logan knows it. Unbeknowst to him, Uber has climbed to the top rope on his blindside, tag belt in hand. The Psycho Gremlin flies...and smashes the belt into the back of Mann's head! He places Frank on top and helps the referee back in. Despite being halfway across the ring, Patrick has a good look at the shoulders and counts... ONE... TWO... THREE! * DING DING DING * COLE Son of a bitch! "Frankenstein" hits, as the fans begin to pettle the ring with debris. Uber intercepts the belts on the hand off from Michael Buffer to Nick Patrick, jumping back in to celebrate the victory with his brother. The World tag team champions looking the worse for wear, having both been lacerated. BUFFER The winners of the match and STILL OAOAST tag team champions... THE SOONER BRUUUUUUUUUISERS! COLE I feel bad for the Heavenly Rockers. They had this match stolen right out from under them. They had the match won. Logan had Frank down for at least a 10 count, but there was no referee. COACH And why was that? Because Synth took him down. COLE By accident. COACH Hey, whatever. The point is, he let his emotions get in the way and it ultimately came back to bite them in the ass. 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