Tony149 0 Report post Posted April 5, 2007 (edited) Patty Rule in effect, so if the Gunslingers/Melody promo at the end doesn't work, you have the power to change it. BUFFER The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Currently in the ring to my left, at a total combine weight of 330 pounds, the meanest and baddest hombres in all of Latin America…LOS CONQUISTADORS! “BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” The Golden Ones raise their right fists in solidarity. COACH The OAOAST can take away Los Conquistadors entrance, no doubt in response to their actions at AngleMania, but they can’t take away their pride. COLE No, but their opponents might be able too, as many teams in our sister promotion in Japan, HI-YAH, can attest to. Not yet accustomed to Fall Out Boy’s “Thriller” for a pair of Texas cowboys, the crowd is slow to react until the sexy-but-geeky Melody Nerdly bursts onto the stage in her revealing Daisy Dukes, followed by her dashing young tag team of Jock Mulligan and Baron Windels. With most of the pyro budget spent on AngleMania, there's little left for the Gunslingers entrance so none is used. BUFFER Their opponents, led down the aisle by their manager MELODY NERD-- Buffer stops in mid-sentence and heads for cover as Los Conquistadors ambush the Lone Star Gunslingers on their way in! * DINGDINGDING * COACH Uno and Dos sending a message to every tag team out there. If you’re gonna mess with them, you better know what you’re in for because they’re out to hurt you. Los Conquistadors decide to focus their attack on the 6’7” Baron Windels, tossing Jock outside. They strangle him with his own white jacket, and then rip the Stewie Griffin t-shirt off his body and stuff it down his throat! Outside, Melody appears more horrified at the desecration of the shirt rather than the treatment of Windels, and Los Conquistadors relish every second of it, wiping the shirt on their butts before flicking it back at her. She clutches the shirt of her beloved TV show close to her chest and rallies the crowd behind Baron as he’s whipped into the ropes. He ducks a double clothesline and levels both Conquistadors with a flying lariat! COLE MySpace Comeback! MELODY (firing imaginary pistols in air) Yeeeew-haw! Inside, Baron fires off a couple rounds of his own, mixing right hands with a few Cowboy Bebop elbows. Jock returns to the apron and accepts the tag from Baron, who shoots Uno off to the far side. The Texas Twister charges forward and tells the Wild Chicano to BITE MY SHINY METAL ASS!! ONE.. TWO… Dos flies into view and onto Jock to breakup the pin. As the referee escorts Dos to his corner, Jock lassos Uno as Jock clotheslines him off the ropes! COLE Lone Star Lasso! You can put this one in the books. It’s all over. The count has to wait until Baron exits. The referee calling it both ways. But it allows Dos to sneak in and PILEDRIVER Mulligan! He rolls Uno outside and covers Jock! COACH You spoke too soon, Cole. Ha. COLE Los Conquistadors are going to keep up the win the cheap way. ONE… TWO… THREE-- NO!! “YYYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!” Dos protests it was a slow count, but like all protests it goes nowhere and turns violent. Dos spots Uno climbing onto the apron and raises his fist. He steps out on the other side of the ring and springboards to the top along with Uno, but Jock Texas two-steps away, causing Los Conquistadors to crash and burn! The tag is made and Baron connects with a top rope lariat on Uno, and then a big boot to Dos. Uno swings and misses, and is brought down courtesy of a Russian leg sweep. Baron covers but Dos stomps him on the head and hammers away before firing the big Texan off…but Windels ducks a swinging back elbow and tacks on the DEVIL’S ADDITION! His partner, the Texas Twister, follows up with a running dropkick that sends Dos out to the floor. Then as a unit perform the REDNECK HANGOVER!! Double cover! ONE… TWO… THREE! * DINGDINGDING * BUFFER Here are your winners…the LONE STAR GUNSLINGERS!!! The Gunslingers celebrate with a pair of high-fives from their gal pal Melody, who reunites the Stewie Griffin t-shirt with its rightful owner Baron Windels. Baron is hesitant to put the shirt back on but he doesn’t have much of a choice with Mel just staring at him with a big smile on her face. Melody then initiates a group hug! CUE REPLAY. COACH I hate to say it, but an impressive win for the Lone Star Gunslingers. They withstood the early onslaught from Los Conquistadors and came back with a vengeance. Some nice maneuvers thrown in, but it was the Redneck Hangover power bomb that won it for the men standing by with Michael Cole. COLE Jock, Baron, Mel…congratulations on your victory. The first since joining forces. BARON Well, you know, Michael… MELODY Oh, my gosh! Can you believe it? We finally won! A match that is, we always win at SOCOM for PS2, no thanks Mister no hand-eye cordination Baron Windels. Yay me, and the Gunslingers too, but mostly yay me! I knew Jock and Baron had everything it took to be a winner, they just needed some guidance. Gudiance from the world's smartest woman. But Krista's busy, so they got her look alike instead. Now that their brawn has met my brain and are beginning to get serious about each other, the ride is going to be wickedly awesome. JOCK It’s been a bumpy few weeks, but I think we’ve turned the corner in the last few days. We’re gelling like a trio instead of a tandem. People are finally starting to take notice of the Lone Star Gunslingers, and if they hadn’t before, we sure as heck opened some eyes at AngleMania. COLE You certainly did and I’d like to touch more on that subject. The Heavenly Rockers, who unfortunately couldn’t be here tonight as they recover from bumps and bruises sustained during the Sin City street fight, have said they don’t appreciate it when others impose on their fame and glory, but sources have told me they’re thankful for your help Sunday night as it took them out of a potentially dangerous situation. BARON Just like the Heavenly Rockers, Jock and I had a score to settle with the Sooner Bruisers as well. They lassoed Melody like she was some prize steer and left us lying in a pool of our own blood. Nobody does that to the Lone Star Gunslingers and gets away with it. So we served up our brand of justice at AngleMania when some outlaws tried to run amuck. It’s our way of letting every tag team out there know we want one of those two tag belts. COLE Another situation that arose Sunday night involved you, Melody, when Logan Mann swept you off your feet… MELODY :wub: COLE (CONT’D) …and planted a big wet one of you. He was in an obvious state of confusion, having suffered a concussion during the fight, but I’m sure there are no hard feelings over his actions. MELODY (squeals) That was so totally hawt. Logan's a handsome homosapien, somewhere between Cyclops from the X-Men and Optimus Prime. He could’ve raped me in the ring and I still would’ve loved it, much to the chagrin of Papa Nerdly. But papa don’t preach. And you know what else? Not only did I kiss Logan, but I kissed Holly and had my first threesome! See, Holly’s involved with Logan, right? And he kissed me which means I’ve kissed Holly too! Alix always said my first lesbian experience would come unexpected and she was right. Being a manager is the most fun you can have without going to jail for identity theft. But I digress, let’s go to Chuck E. Cheese, there's skeet ball that needs to be conquered! COACH (perking up) Damn right there's a skeet that needs to be conquered. Like a waterhouse. CUE: “Thriller” by Fall Out Boy Melody does some random funky dance moves as Cole looks on, and then gets down! COACH Let's cut away to commerical or something. Our views don't need to see this. Edited April 6, 2007 by Patty O'Green Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
