Patty O'Green 0 Report post Posted May 27, 2008 THE FOLLOWING PROGRAM IS INTENDED FOR MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY PRESENTED IN HD The opening twang of Flobot's Handlebars begins over a blank screen. I can ride my bike with no handlebars No handlebars No handlebars I can ride my bike with no handlebars No handlebars No handlebars Grainy footage of a chubby faced eight year old Zack Malibu, zipping along the roads of a Go Kart Track is shown. It fades into a mini montage of pictures of a teenage Zack, his prom photos, his high school graduation pictures, his DJing at various parties around Rhode Island, and large Thanksgiving dinners with family. The final image of Zack is as an adult, surrounded by friends taking in the night sky above their beach bonfire. I can ride my bike with no handlebars No handlebars No handlebars I can ride my bike with no handlebars No handlebars No handlebars We see a picture of Krista Isadora Duncan at age ten standing at the foot of a theater stage, looking ever so cute in a tiara that sparkles as brightly as her smile, and wearing a blue gown that's partially obscured by the bouquet of roses that signify her victory of the Little Miss Southern California pageant. That serene image switches by a hectic and lively video of a college aged Krista surfing waves off Malibu's coast. The video dissolves into an image of Krista hoisting a trophy for her victory in the 50th annual summer shores surfing competition. At rapid speed we then run through the numerous covers of Krista's fitness videos and books, pictures that mingle with Billboard Video and New York Times bestseller lists that rank her at number one. Finally we view Krista, shedding tears of joy in Hollywood during her walk of fame ceremony. Look at me, look at me hands in the air like it's good to be ALIVE and I'm a famous rapper even when the paths're all crookedy I can show you how to do-si-do I can show you how to scratch a record I can take apart the remote control And I can almost put it back together I can tie a knot in a cherry stem Several baby pictures of Theodore Moneymaker flash across screen, interesting based on the fact that he's only being held by maids and servants not by any member of his prestigious family. We then see pictures of a grade school aged Moneymaker joined by his teenage cousin Tony Brannigan, shaking hands with various politicians such as George Bush SR, Pat Buchanan, and Newt Gingrich. Moneymaker high school exploits are documented by various breathtaking highlights from his renowned career as a varsity quarterback. A more recent photo shows an overjoyed Moneymaker inside a crowded gym with every attendee on their feet. He's in a wrestling singlet soaked through by sweat, holding up a trophy to celebrate his NCAA championship wrestling victory for Yale University. I can tell you about Leif Ericson I know all the words to "De Colores" And "I'm Proud to be an American" Me and my friend saw a platypus Me and my friend made a comic book And guess how long it took I can do anything that I want cuz, look: I can keep rhythm with no metronome No metronome No metronome I can see your face on the telephone On the telephone On the telephone A diaper clad Synth Esizer runs through a Nevada desert trailer park with an energy that can only belong to a bright eyed toddler. The brilliant smile on his face carries over to age eight where he sits in his living room on x-mas day, unwrapping his first ever drum set in front of teary eyed family members. The smile continues to lodge on his face through pictures of he and Logan during their high school days. We see them holding beers at parties, dressing up as Motley Crue for Halloween, and shredding at their first performance at a senior citizen's home of all places. Synth's montage ends with greyed current day video of him and Logan still banging on their instruments inside his garage. Look at me Look at me Just called to say that it's good to be ALIVE In such a small world All curled up with a book to read I can make money open up a thrift store I can make a living off a magazine I can design an engine sixty four Miles to a gallon of gasoline I can make new antibiotics I can make computers survive aquatic conditions I know how to run a business A six year old hockey stick toting Leon Rodez treats an archaic ice rink somewhere in central Michigan like he was Steve Yzerman playing in the Stanley cup finals Joe Louis Arena, blazing down the ice as fast as his little legs will carry him. Unfortunately the puck is on the complete opposite end of the rink! A future in hockey may not have awaited Leon, but an appearance on Idol may not have been far fetched, as footage of him bringing down the house at a high school talent show with his rendition of “If you think I'm sexy” shows. Then we see an 18 year old Leon jetsking through Lake Michigan at the side of this then sister, Jade. We last see Leon twirling in self satisfied pleasure beneath the purple spotlights that highlight his OAOAST entrance. Miles to a gallon of gasoline I can make new antibiotics I can make computers survive aquatic conditions I know how to run a business And I can make you wanna buy a product Movers shakers and producers Me and my friends understand the future I see the strings that control the systems I can do anything with no assistance I can lead a nation with a microphone With a microphone With a microphone I can split the atoms of a molecule Of a molecule Of a molecule The peaceful remembrances of days gone by are no longer, no replaced with scenes of chaos and violence. They're malicious nature is magnified by bloody splotches that occasionally filter through a sepia toned image. The first picture comes from the Miley Cyrus spectaculars where PRL terrorizes Landon Maddix with vicious right hands in the center of the ring. Look at me Look at me Driving and I won't stop And it feels so good to be Alive and on top My reach is global My tower secure My cause is noble My power is pure I can hand out a million vaccinations Or let'em all die in exasperation Have'em all grilled leavin lacerations Have'em all killed by assassination There's quick almost fleeting image of Bohemoth enjoying a sunny childhood afternoon on the shores of Myrtle Beach, that is overtaken by prolonged and gory images of his fearsome power; he shatters opponents with powerbombs and spinebusters. The montage lingers on the suffering he inflicts on Zack Malibu, the blood splotches increasing in size and occurrence with the more brutal attacks. I can make anybody go to prison Just because I don't like'em and I can do anything with no permission I have it all under my command I can guide a missile by satellite By satellite By satellite and I can hit a target through a telescope Through a telescope Through a telescope and I can end the planet in a holocaust In a holocaust In a holocaust In a holocaust In a holocaust In a holocaust In a holocaust The montage moves in super speed, blazing across the screen in fiery haze of carnage and hate. The blood shrouds sequences of the OAOAST superstars at their most deplorable and despicable. Bohemoth shoves Zack to the ground after refusing a handshake, Jock Mulligan launches Baron Windells through a window, The Deadly Alliance stand above the destroyed bodies of Heat and PRL, Landon Maddix is obliterated by a riot act plus, CPA leaves the All American Boys in bloody ruins. I can ride my bike with no handlebars No handle bars No handlebars I can ride my bike with no handlebars No handlebars No handlebars As fast as that previous montage was, the following moves with even larger speed, showcasing teenage Krista dominating her surfing competitions, 10 year old Synth in 7th heaven with his new drum set, eleven year old Maggie Nerdly wildly skateboarding down the streets of Edmonton with Molly videotaping her, 15 year old Shayne Brave performing with incredible skill in front of thousands at a tap dance recital, A smugly thrilled Christian Wright accepting his diploma and recognition as valedictorian at Columbia University. We dissolve from a serene and sweet picture of an infant Zack Malibu being cradled by a loving mother. From the logo we're transported into the arena where the camera pans from the elaborately designed entrance set, past the hooting and hollering crowd and to the announce team. Double C has changed their usual attire for the night's event, switching their polo shirts from HeldDOWN's orange to SO's purple. Unfortunately they didn't change their boring ass personalities! COLE Welcome to Albany, New York for the 2008 edition of School's Out! What a pleasure it is to be celebrating the end of the school year by poisoning the minds of many impressionable youngsters with the OAOAST's special mix gratitious violence, hedonistic sexuality, comedic bigotry, and anti Americanism! They say a kid can forget two months worth of things he learned in school over summer break. Let's try to fill that up with some thinly veiled flag burning anarchistic libertarianism! COACH I'm down! COLE I knew you would be, friend. Death to the fascist two party democracy that has reduced our land to an easy target for terrorists both domestic and abroad, and physical as well as mental. The bombs they plant in your mind are just as dangerous as the ones planted beneath your homes. Stay out the bushes! COACH We ain't got no idea what the card for this show is, really. COLE No we don't. But, I have a massive erection right now. Is it because SO's reminds me of how I was tag teamed by some my bi-curious mates in marching band after homecoming. Yes. But it might also be because Mister Dick against Leon Rodez is first up. Leon Rodez doing the right thing sticking up for his friend Melody... COACH To the neglect of his GIRLFRIEND Maggie. COLE And taking on Jock Mulligan when no one else had the guts to. COACH Not guts. Stupidity. No one had the stupidity to mess with the fastest rising star in the OAOAST. Or should I say the fastest rising dick in the OAOAST. COLE No that title belongs to Jumbo. They don't call him that because he likes to strip you naked in the shower and videotape himself peeing on your face. The PENIS-COPTER that made national headlines this past week flies towards the entranceway from underneath the overhead arena jumbotron, exploding upon reaching its destination to shower the stage with golden pyro. My dick cost a late-night fee Your dick got the HIV My dick plays on the double feature screen Your dick went straight to DVD My dick: bigger than a bridge Your dick look like a little kid's My dick: large like the Chargers, the whole team Your shit look like you're 14 The music sounds and the Dick, the whip and the Amazonian bitch stroll down the ramp. BUFFER Wrestling fans, the following contest is scheduled for one fall. Currently on his way to the ring, accompanied by the ultimate combination of beauty and beatdowns, MALAYSIA! From San Antonio, Texas, weighing 238 pounds, the cock of the walk… MISTER DICK! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Jock removes his cowboy and poses on the turnbuckles, arms spread, as Malaysia cracks the whip. COACH Doesn’t that make you wish Malaysia would step on your pubes? COLE My God, no! Malaysia rubs Jock down as "Rock The Casbah" is cued, bringing the fans to their feet. BUFFER And his opponent! Hailing from Grand Rapids, Michigan, weighing 218 pounds... "SILKY SMOOTH" LEON RRRRRRRROOOOOOODDEEEEEEEZZZZZZZZ!!! "YYYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!" Leon soaks in the atmosphere, acknowledging several pro-Rodez signs and banners. Big smile on his face, the New Age Love Machine sprints to the ring and poses on the very turnbuckle Jock Mulligan did minutes earlier to a thunderous ovation. MR. DICK (looking around) COACH Wait a second, Mikey. How come Jock didn’t receive a rousing introduction from Michael Buffer like Leon Rodez did? COLE Because he’s a dick. Let’s not forget, it was his actions on The Love Shack that lead us to where we are this evening. COACH It’s just like you to blame a guy you don’t like, Cole. Leon Rodez is the one who started everything. He speared a guy trying to find his contact lens. COLE Jock doesn’t even wore contacts! Off comes the robe and Leon Rodez is ready for battle. Rodez and Mulligan eye to eye and nose to nose as referee Nick Patrick sounds the bell. * DINGDING * Mr. Dick lays the verbal smack down on Rodez, poking his finger into the Silky Smooth One’s chest, which is promptly swatted away. Leon used to doing the poking and not the poked in his previous line of employment. Jock takes exception to Leon’s exception and throws a punch, but Rodez ducks under and executes an atomic drop. Doubled over, Mr. Dick again comes face to face with Leon Rodez, who lifts him up for a series of INVERTED ATOMIC DROPS!! 1... 2... 3... 4... 5... 6... 7... 8... 9... 10!!! COACH 10. 10 inverted atomic drops. A bit excessive don’t you think, Mikey? COLE I think Leon’s getting even for what happened this past week on HeldDOWN~! Jock sells the atomic drops in comedic fashion. But there’s nothing funny about the Irish whip and SITOUT HIPTOSS that follows, only pain. Rodez hooks the leg. ONE… TWO… KICKOUT! And Mr. Dick rolls outside to regroup as Leon receives the adulation of the fans inside. COLE Things not looking too good for Mister Dick here in the early going. COACH Early being the keyword. Jock re-enters the ring and locks up with Rodez, quickly grabbing him in a side headlock. Leon shoots Mr. Dick off to the ropes and eats a shoulder tackle. Rodez pops to his feet and leapfrogs Mulligan, catching him on the rebound with an OVERHEAD SUPLEX! ONE… TWO… NO! Mr. Dick kicks out and Leon avoids a clothesline. Rolling Sole BUTT finds its mark and Jock is set for an EXPLODER SUPLEX…but he fights back, landing a series of elbows to the head to break free. The Grand Rapids Golden Child ducks a DISCUS PUNCH and brings Jock down in CRUCIFIX-- NO, JOCK FALLS STRAIGHT BACK, SQUASHING RODEZ LIKE A BUG! “OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” ONE… TWO… KICKOUT! "YYYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!" High vertical suplex leaves Rodez laying in the center of the ring, and then Jock drops a big elbow. ONE… TWO… And again Leon kicks out. The New Age Love Machine refusing to go down quietly. Mr. Dick’s imposing lady friend distracts the referee as he HEADBUTTS LEON IN THE GROIN! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" COLE Mr. Dick living up to his name. Just Being A Dick. You love that, don’t you, Coach? COACH You say that with a lot of distain. I bet you go to sleep at night dreaming of Jock performing that act on you. Mr. Dick throws Leon outside and has a chat with referee Nick Patrick as Malaysia… * WHAP * * WHAP * * WHAP * ….WHIPS the Silky Smooth One, leaving welts on his back! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" COLE Oh, come on. It’s turned into a handicap match now. Jock rolls Leon back in and slaps the side of his leg to signal for the STIFF KICK. He lunges forward, but Rodez sidesteps and lands a jab! JAB! JAB! JAB! Leon turns to blow a kiss to the crowd, then wallops Mr. Dick upside the cranium with an enziguri! COLE MAMA SAID KNOCK YOU OUT! Jock stumbles forward and throat-first onto the middle rope, lighting Rodez’s eyes up like a Christmas tree as he sees an opening to CALL THAT BITCH BOJANGLES!!! "YYYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!" His strength zapped by that move one, Jock falls back in perfect position for a 450 SPLASH!! NO!!! “OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” MR. DICK GETS IT UP! HIS KNEES THAT IS! COACH (laughs) Mama said knock that bitch bojangles. Jock toys with Leon, paint brushing him while talking smack. Rodez is stomped on the head and whipped into the buckle, the recipient of a CORNER CROSSBODY BLOCK. COLE What impact. COACH You know what he calls that, Mikey? And you’ll love this. Bite My Giant Dick! Running bulldog coming up, but Leon hurls Jock in the air and down. The worse for wear Rodez bumbles around and into a STIFF KICK! ONE… TWO… THR-- KICKOUT!! "YYYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!" MR. DICK "LE - ON!" "LE - ON!" "LE - ON!" "LE - ON!" Looking to silence the crowd and end the match, Jock goes for the COCK BLOCK…BUT LEON ROLLS THROUGH AND COUNTERS WITH A MIDAIR HIPTOSS. Rodez leapfrogs Mulligan and nails him with a FLYING FOREARM! ONE… TWO… KICKOUT! Leon Rodez has all the momentum on his side now, whipping Mr. Dick to the buckle…SUPERMAN SPEAR! Jock takes a nosedive mid-ring, and Rodez looks to lock on the LIONTAMER, but Malaysia hops on the apron and grabs the attention of not only referee Nick Patrick but Leon Rodez as well. COLE Do your job and get her down from there, ref. She has no business on the apron. COACH You don’t honestly believe Nick Patrick could get Malaysia to back down? Why she’d wipe the floor with him. As thought, Malaysia’s created a distraction so Mr. Dick can grab the WHIP she left behind in the far corner. Jock wraps it around his fist and slowly begins to creep up on Rodez. Then a loud ROAR, as BARON WINDELS enters through the crowd and serves up a BRIGHAM YOUNG COCKTAIL DDT on his former partner! COACH The hell? Where did he come from? COLE I don’t know, but he just got a measure of revenge on the man who turned his back on him and millions of fans. Leon notices Jock on the mat, shrugs his shoulders and makes the cover. COACH Oh, you’ve got to be kidding me. ONE… TWO… THREE!!! "YYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!" * DINGDINGDING * BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the match… "SILKY SMOOTH" LEON RRRRRRRROOOOOOODDEEEEEEEZZZZZZZZ!!! Smiling from ear to each amongst a sea of fans, Baron pumps his fist as Leon’s hand is raised in victory. Referee Nick Patrick then chased up the ramp by Malaysia, who returns to assist Mister Dick. COLE Mister Dick may need a couple of aspirins to relive his headache after being spiked on his head by Baron Windels. COACH This is a travesty, Cole. I bet Leon had Baron waiting in the wings because he knew Mister Dick was the better man. COLE Just keep telling yourself that. Right now we'll go from one Nerdly girl with arms the size of a tree trunk. COACH To a Nerdly girl who once built a bong out of a tree trunk! Very resourceful girls. Margret? Over we swoop to the OAOAST School's Out interview set, where Maggie is indeed standing by, with a fixed scowl on her face. Probably because, in a just dumb as hell scheduling decision, her guest is none other than MELODY Nerdly! Maggie is dressed up in her schoolgirl outfit ready for their match later, while Melody is still in her regular clothes. MAGGIE Hey everybody, this is Maggie Nerdly with the hot scoops, not to mention plenty of great interviews too! Right now I'm standing by with my older sister Melody, who apparantly realised she wouldn't be able to pull off the schoolgirl look at her age without coming off like one of those sad, desperate e-dating website dwellers on a hen night in Las Vegas. MELODY Hey, I'm twenty... *incoherent mumbling*. MAGGIE You don't need to tell me 'sis, we can tell! Cue much growling from Melody, trying to keep her cool. MAGGIE Anyway, Melody, my first question is... why are you such a bitch? Melody's eyes widen... ...before she SPEARS Maggie to the ground, causing a full-scale CATFIGHT to break out!!! Nearby referees and security personnel, plus those like Jumbo and Deuce Deuce Bigalow who happened to be watching because Maggie as I've already mentioned is in a schoolgirl outfit, rush over to pull the feuding siblings apart, which is no easy fear. More hair is traded between the two sisters and the claws are out, as Maggie and Melody are eventually pulled apart and separated from each other. Awkwardly, we go back out to Sofa Central earlier than planned to Cole and Coach. COLE Who's bright idea was that? COACH I dunno, but I'd like to buy them drinks after the show for making that beautiful moment possible. COLE Well we're going to see more of Maggie and Melody later on... COACH God I hope so! COLE ...but in the meantime, let's go back up to the ring. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Patty O'Green 0 Report post Posted May 27, 2008 We focus on the ring, where Michael Buffer stands beneath a solitary purple spotlight. All around him the Albany fans are abuzz in anticipation of this upcoming contest, and scream at the top of their lungs. *DING DING DING* (slow and dramatic) BUFFER LLLLLLLLLLLLLLadies and gentlemen, this is our tag team showcase of the evening! Tonight, two of the most innovative tag teams in the history of our sport will lock horns, for the OAOAST tag team championship of the WORLD! ARE YOU READY? *crowd cheers* BUFFER Albany, New York...ARRRRRRRRE YYYYYYOUUUUUU RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREADY??? *crowd cheers* BUFFER Then for the thousands in attendance here at the Knickerbocker Arena, and the millions and millions watching around the world...there's only one thing left to say. Ladies and gentlemen...LLLLLLLLLLLLET'S GET RRRRRRRREADY TO RRRRRRUMBLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!! The Wall by Kansas plays, and the crowd boos as the lights go out. The entryway is lit up by yellow strobes, then yellow smoke fills it up, with Thunderkid and Reject walking through. BUFFER Coming to the ring at this time...at a combined weight of 485 pounds! Together again as a team, they look to win their first World tag team championship, and add another notch onto their already impressive careers. Ladies and gentlemen, the challengers...representing the Deadly Alliance...the team of THHHHHHHHHHUNDERKIIIIIIID and RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEJEEEEEEEEEEEEEECT!!!!! COLE And as we heard Michael Buffer say, Thunderkid and Reject looking for their first taste of tag team gold, and if they do that, that would really look good along side their impressive solo careers. COACH I've said all along, Cole, this is going to be TK and Reject's night, and I'm not backing off that stance! New tag team champions, right here! Reject and TK enter then ring, and Reject poses on the buckles, drawing boos. TK goes over to the ropes and raises both arms in the air, getting a similar reaction. Both men then retreat to their corners, as Shine by Collective Soul plays, leading the tag team champions out to a loud ovation. COLE And listen to the reaction for Team Heyross! BUFFER Their opponents...at a combined weight of 485 pounds! Two of the masters of mat wrestling, they are finally on top of the mountain after nearly three long, hard-fought years. Ladies and gentlemen...introducing the OAOAST tag team champions of the WORRRRRRRRRRRRRLD...CHARLIE MOSS and QUENTIN BENJAMIN...TEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMM HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYRRRRROSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!! The champs roll inside and pose on the ropes with their belts, as the crowd looks on in approval. Reject attempts to go after Quentin Benjamin, but Benjamin whips his belt off and threatens him with it, as Reject backs off. COLE This match is going to be something special, Coach! The music dies down, and Team Heyross hands their belts to the referees, who raises them into the air, then calls for the bell. *DING DING DING* COACH Here we go, Cole! Both teams converse, then TK and Moss step out. COLE And it's going to be Quentin Benjamin starting things off with Reject! Benjamin and Reject circle the ring, and tie up. Reject quickly goes behind, but Benjamin reverses, and takes Reject up in the air and down to the mat. Reject manages a nice escape and reversal into a hammerlock, but Benjamin rolls away before he can get it locked in all the way. COLE Some nice mat wrestling to start, with neither man gaining the upper hand as of yet! Benjamin and Reject move in once again, and Reject sends a kick to the gut, then grabs a side headlock. Benjamin backs Reject into the ropes, then shoves him across. He drops down, then gets up and leapfrogs Reject, before catching him with a hiptoss! Reject quickly gets to his feet, but gets caught in an armdrag! Benjamin then bars the arm, keeping Reject on the mat. COLE Nice sequence there by Quentin Benjamin, as he goes to work with the armbar! Reject starts to work up to his feet, at which point Benjamin brings him over to his corner and tags in Moss. COLE Champs make the first tag of the match, as it's now Charlie Moss in the ring! Moss sends a kick to the gut, then rams Reject's head into the buckles. He then delivers a European uppercut, and attempts an Irish whip. Reject reverses, then follows him in and executes a monkey flip, hanging on and ending up in a kneeling position on Moss's chest... 1... 2... Moss reaches up with his legs, and rolls Reject up! 1... 2... Reject rolls backward to escape, then grabs the legs of Moss, who hooks Reject around the head with his ankles, and takes him down, sitting on his chest... 1... 2... Kickout! Reject gets to his feet, and catches Moss with a CHOP~! Crowd: WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~! COACH DAY-UM~! Moss backs into a corner, shielding his chest, and Reject follows. Reject attempts a hiptoss, but Moss blocks, then tries one of his own. Reject blocks in kind, but Moss does a somersault on the mat, taking Reject down by the leg, and applying a heel hook! COLE And a quick submission hold by Charlie Moss... Reject quickly scoots to the ropes, and the referee forces the break. COACH Nah, way too early for that! Reject gets to his feet, and tags in TK. COLE And now the power man in, Thunderkid, two-time Heartland champion! Moss and TK tie up, and TK quickly gains an advantage with right hands. He backs Moss in, and attempts an Irish whip, but Moss blocks, and pulls TK in for a knee to the midsection. Moss then goes behind TK, and flips over onto his back, taking him down with a sunset flip... 1... 2... Kickout! TK lays in a forearm shot, but Moss quickly drives another knee into the gut, then attempts a suplex. TK blocks, then attempts one of his own, but Moss slips behind the back, and executes a German suplex! 1... 2... Kickout! COLE Nice suplex right there by Charlie Moss, nearly got an early fall with that one! Moss grabs a side headlock as TK gets to his feet. TK backs Moss into the ropes, and shoves him across. TK drops down...and Reject lays a knee into the back of Moss from the apron! COLE And there's a cheap shot from Reject from the outside! Reject then tags in, and both men stomp away on Moss, as the referee lays the count on. TK steps out, and Reject hammers Moss as he lays on the mat. He then makes his way over to Benjamin, taunting him, drawing him into the ring. This allows TK to hook Moss in a front facelock across the top rope! COLE And now as the referee distracted, Moss is being choked out here! COACH See, Cole? What did I tell you? Which of these teams is wrestling like champions right now? COLE I have to say, this is very uncharacteristic of Team Heyross to fall for tactics like this! Reject drags Moss into a corner, and delivers a CHOP~! Crowd: WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~! And another! Crowd: WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~! He then attempts an Irish whip, but Moss reverses. Reject hops to the middle rope, then jumps back at Moss with a bodypress...which Moss rolls through! 1... 2... Kickout! Reject quickly gets up, and goes to the eyes of Moss. Reject then executes a gutwrench suplex! Cover... 1... 2... Kickout! Reject follows up with a backbreaker, then tags in TK. TK and Reject whip Moss into the ropes, and catch him with a double clothesline! They follow up by grabbing one each of Moss's legs, and snapping them with a wishbone! COLE Some more great teamwork from the challengers in this match, as you start to wonder how much longer Charlie Moss can hang in there! TK stomps away on Moss, then flexes his muscles to the crowd, which responds with boos. He picks up Moss and whips him into the ropes, putting his head down, as Moss hops over with a sunset flip! 1... 2... Kickout! TK quickly gets up and floors Moss with a clothesline, then tags Reject back in. Reject grabs Moss's legs, and delivers a stomp to the midsection, then stands on his right foot while grabbing his left, and falls back with a one-man wishbone! COLE And now Reject starting to work over a body part! Reject grabs the leg again, and jumps onto it, turning in mid-air so that his back is to Moss when he lands, then bends the leg up at the knee joint. COACH Look at how that leg is bent, Cole, that can't be good! Moss grabs Reject by the hair, but the referee makes him release. Reject reaches up and tags in TK, who runs to the opposite side and knocks Benjamin off the apron, then immediately tags Reject back. COACH Uh oh, they're cookin' now, Cole! TK lifts Moss in a hangman's hold, as Reject measures, and delivers a kick to the midsection! Reject then scales the ropes, giving a throat-slash as he gets one foot on the top, then climbs up, and delivers the BIG ELBOW~!!!!!11111 COACH Here it is! 1... 2... NO! Benjamin makes the save! COLE And if it wasn't for Quentin Benjamin right there, we would have new tag team champions! COACH Exactly right! Get him out, ref! Reject sets up a suplex, which Moss reverses to a small package...but there's no referee! COLE And now look at this! COACH HA! His own partner's screwing him over! That's what I call karma! TK climbs in and rolls Reject on top, just as the referee turns around. The referee makes his way over to TK, allowing Benjamin to climb in and turn it to its original position, as the referee counts... 1... 2... TK saves! TK celebrates his feat, as Benjamin jumps in and dropkicks him from behind, sending him over the top to the floor! Meanwhile, Moss ducks a big right from Reject, and executes an inverted atomic drop! COACH Now, Charlie Moss needs to tag right here! Moss backs Reject into the ropes for an Irish whip, but Reject reverses. He drops down, and Moss is tripped by TK from the outside! TK then slides in and hooks Moss, as Reject runs to the ropes, and goes for a spinning wheel kick! ..but Moss moves, and TK takes the shot! COLE NOW tag, Charlie! Moss inches to his corner, but at the last second, Reject pulls him back and drops an elbow to the back! Reject then picks him up, and whips him into a corner, and charges...but Moss gets the foot up! Moss then charges Reject from behind, and executes a bulldog...simultaneously dropkicking TK to the floor! COLE WHAT A MOVE by Charlie Moss! Moss scoots over to his corner, and MAKES THE TAG! COLE And FINALLY, Quentin Benjamin back inside! Benjamin enters the ring, fists clenched, as the crowd goes nuts! He hammers away on Reject, then whips him into the ropes, and catches him with a spinning wheel kick! Cover... 1... 2... Kickout! Benjamin picks Reject up, and executes an overhead belly-to-belly! Cover... 1... 2... Kickout! Next up, a Northern Lights suplex! 1... 2... NO! Kickout! Benjamin picks up Reject once again, whipping him across the ropes, and catching him with a HURRICANRANA~! Benjamin reaches back and hooks the leg... 1... 2... NO!!! TK makes the save! Moss jumps back in and catches TK with a forearm shot to the face, then, as Benjamin waits, he backs into the ropes, and they execute the DOUBLE GOOZLE~! COACH Oh, no! Cover... 1... 2... NO!!! Reject gets the shoulder up! TK grabs Benjamin from behind, and drags him into a corner. Moss nails TK from behind, and Benjamin turns him around in the corner, as Moss sets up Reject, and whip the two into each other! Moss then grabs Reject once again, and whips him into a corner, then as Reject staggers out, lifts him onto his shoulders! COACH NO! Where you at, TK? TK slowly makes his way over to the timekeeper's table and grabs a chair, as Benjamin scales the top rope. TK reaches up and grabs Benjamin by an arm, pulling him right down to the floor! COLE Oh wow, Benjamin straight to the concrete floor! TK then slides in, as Moss still has Reject on his shoulders, and delivers a chairshot right to the left knee of Moss! Moss crumples to the mat with Reject as the referee calls for the bell. *DING DING DING* COLE And TK with a chairshot right to the knee of Charlie Moss, as the referee has thrown this one out! What a terrible way to end this outstanding match! Moss writhes in pain on the mat, as TK grabs the chair, and rams it into the knee of Moss! COLE Is this how it's gonna be? You couldn't beat these guys, so now you'll settle for maiming them? COACH Obviously you're forgetting what stable these guys are repping, Cole. BUFFER The winners of the match as a result of a disqualification...and STILL OAOAST World tag team champions...TEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMM HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYRRRRROSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!! COLE Team Heyross keeps the titles, but that's of little consolation right now, as TK out to terminate the career of Charlie Moss! Reject tosses Benjamin back into the ring, as TK drags Moss out to the ringpost. TK then grabs the chair, and slams it into the knee of Moss! COLE This is a disgusting display by these two Deadly Alliance members! Officials make their way to the ring, as TK slides back in, and waits on Reject, who lifts Benjamin in a suplex, letting him fall back onto TK's shoulders. TK then sits out with a powerbomb, as Reject executes a neckbreaker! COACH Look at that move! The Wall plays, as TK and Reject grab Team Heyross's belts and celebrate over their prone bodies. COLE And to clarify, those belts still belong to Team Heyross, the winners of the match by a disqualification! COACH Yeah, but TK and Reject got their message across tonight! Those belts won't belong to Team Heyross for long! COLE Let's just get out of here. Let's go to Josh, or something. 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Patty O'Green 0 Report post Posted May 27, 2008 OAOAST School's Out 2008 continues but the action has left the safety of the ring and ran screaming and hollering at the top of it's lungs with lunch money in hand over at the side of the entrance stage, where the OAOAST schoolyard stands. A hopscotch board has been drawn in chalk on the concrete floor and a basketball hoop is set up facing away from the crowd. At the side of the schoolyard sits a box of playground equipment, just like you'd see in any schoolyard. Maybe. Surrounding the perimeter of the schoolyard are the rest of the women of the OAOAST, having gathered to watch the big catfight about to ensue, most getting into the spirit of things by arriving in schoolgirl outfits. A pan of the females sees many vindictive smiles as they await the big fight. One face we can't see is Molly Nerdly's, perched behind the Siclopse ready to capture the action. COACH Got to admire Molly, such a dedicated student, no recess for her. Even now she's busy working on her latest project for her media studies class. COLE Coach, we're not really in school. COACH Hmm. That explains why your pants haven't been hoisted up to your eyeballs..... yet. We continue to pan the assembled schoolgirls, the likes of Holly-Wood, Mackenzie DeCenzo and Jade Rodez who looks to be about the only one worried about the prospect of this fight, with it being between two of her good friends. COACH Man, I wish school was like this when I was a boy though. COLE Why, you wouldn't have been able to do anything back then either. Anyway, our next match will be an unorthodox one in many ways. The first the fact it's not really a 'match', but rather a Schoolyard Scrap. The OAOAST Women's Title will be on the line and it will be sister versus sister! That's right, a sibling rivalry as Maggie Nerdly defends her title against big sister Melody. The two sisters had quite the falling out this past Thursday night on HeldDOWN~! over tensions that have been building, over Maggie's boyfriend Leon Rodez's friendship with Melody. And like most disputes of this kind, it'll be settled on the schoolyard. COACH First of all Mikey, you've gotta understand what life was like in the Nerdly household growing up. COLE Wouldn't you have to be a Nerdly to describe that? COACH I'm good friends with Abdullah. Anyway, these sort of fights are nothing unusual. Brothers and sisters fight, that's just the way it is. So imagine having 30 something brothers and sisters, even Abdullah's lost count, there's gonna be tension. Especially when it comes to romance. Nerdlys can't be choosers. And the talent pool in Edmonton is pretty slim, even before you take into consideration half the people your age share your DNA. Anyway, point is, this ain't the first dispute over boyfriends in the Nerdly household. Just ask Marv and Mel! COLE Wonderful. Let's go over to our schoolyard reporter... that's a new one on me... little Joshua Matthews. Stood outside of the circle of schoolgirls is Josh Matthews, in a typically humilating schoolboy get-up. Even in a grey blazer, loose red tie, grey shorts, long white socks and black shoes, Josh maintains his dignity... ah, who am I kidding. J.MATH Okay folks, gather round for the fight of the semester! You've all heard the whispers and read the notes secretly passed around... there's boy trouble in the Nerdly family. And we're gonna settle it right here in the schoolyard. Rules are simple. Pinfalls, submissions or forcing your opponent to run away to tell a teacher! Time limit... until the schoolbell rings. And the Women's Title is on the line! Introducing first, the challenger. She's a Grade A student all the way, a prominent member of the school debate team, chief editor of the school newspaper and was voted Best Braces And Mouthguards Class Of 1992... MELODY NERDLYYYY!!! The catty schoolgirls boo and jeer the arrival of Melody, having proved her sister wrong from earlier by wearing a schoolgirl outfit after all. With her hair done up in pigtails, Melody carries off her nerdy persona a lot better than she did when she wasn't a smoking hot 28 year old. Still the OAOAST 'in crowd' namecall her way as she makes her way into the schoolyard. Shouts of 'nerd', 'geek' and 'which one are you again?' don't bother Melody as much as they used to either. She's completely focused on this fight, save for a smile over at Jade. J.MATH And ladies and... more ladies, please welcome your reigning champion of the schoolyard! She describes herself as 'too cool for school', which I guess is meant to be ironic or something. A friend to all, from the cheerleaders to the chess club, she's one Nerdly who never had any trouble fitting in. The reigning Women's Champion and the reigning girlfriend of everybody's dream prom date Leon Rodez, looking to get her claws into the rumoured heiress to her throne. Widely considered the top public speaker in all of the Canadian schools system... she is MAGGIE NERDLYYYY!!! No kinder response greets the Women's Champion as she skips her merry way down the school steps and towards the schoolyard. On her back she carries her bright pink rucksack, adorned with snapshots of herself and boyfriend Leon together and with the Women's Title belt hanging from the front compartment. Maggie hands the rucksack to Josh with a cheeky wink. And as Josh reminisces over the moment he hit puberty in a weird moment of déja vú, Maggie steps into the schoolyard. COLE This is already the most bizarre thing we've seen... all week! COACH And that's saying something in the OAOAST! As Maggie and Melody step closer to each other, referee Charles Robinson, also saddled with the humilation of being dressed like a schoolboy, steps out beside them. *BA-RIIIIIIIIIIIIIING!* COLE There's the... uh, schoolbell? Whatever, this match is underway. The rest of the schoolgirls suddenly start to close their little circle in a little and start to egg the two sisters on to start tearing the hell out of each other. All except Jade of course, who gets a smile from Maggie, stretching her already divided loyalties. Maggie and Melody square up and start exchanging words, words which become more and more heated and more and more bitchy. Melody throws up a big 'L' to her forehead, Maggie responding with a flippant 'W' with her thumbs and forefingers. "FIGHT!" "FIGHT!" "FIGHT!" "FIGHT!" Whipped up by the crowd of onlookers, Maggie and Melody both suddenly make a dart to the left to the box of equipment. Both girls then run right back to their starting positions, both clutching DODGEBALLS! COLE I think it's safe to say we've never in the history of the OAOAST seen two schoolgirls, face to face, clutching tightly onto balls and ready to attack. COACH Rest assured if we did, the ratings, amongst other things, would go through the roof! Maggie and Melody square up and start to play chicken with one another. Maggie feints to throw the ball to see if Melody will flinch. Melody does the same and Maggie does flinch. So Melody quickly throws the dodgeball... incredibly weakly, despite all the effort she seems to put into her throw. The ball passes harmlessly past Maggie by about three feet and Melody curses to herself... *BOING!* ...ALLOWING MAGGIE TO SMACK HER RIGHT IN THE FACE WITH HER DODGEBALL!! COACH OH! SO SERVED! COLE That's why Maggie made her high school volleyball and hockey teams and Melody... well, didn't. Sports, not exactly her fortay. Having fallen on her BUTT, poor Melody is mocked by the cruel hatefilled women of the OAOAST, plus Maggie who breaks out into her own special version of an endzone dance. Different sport, but close enough. Checking her nose for blood, Melody quickly stands back up and makes a dash for the equipment box again. Maggie is right behind her though and as Melody grabs another dodgeball, she's taken down with a schoolgirl (the move!) 1... 2... No! Both girls scramble to their feet, but go back down as Melody forces Maggie into an awkward looking lateral press... 1... 2... No. Both girls again scramble back up, with the assembled OAOAST schoolgirls cheering them on. Angry at the dodgeball in the face still, Melody SHOVES Maggie in the chest. Maggie can't quite believe that Melody just did that, as evident by her "oh no you didn't" reaction, so she proves that "oh yes she did" by shoving her again. Maggie responds by grabbing hold of Melody's pigtails! So Melody quickly grabs Maggie's highlighted blonde hair and the two girls fall to the schoolyard floor tearing at hair and scalp! COACH Yes! Oh that is what I am TALKING ABOUT! COLE It's broken down into a pure catfight again, just like we saw earlier on. Jade Rodez contemplates breaking it up while the rest of the females egg the warring Nerdlys on. As the two scrap on the concrete floor they roll around trying to get control. Their rolling eventually takes them over to Molly Nerdly and bumping into the Siclopse tripod! Molly barely manages to catch the camera before it hits the floor and looks incensed, so much so that she dives into the catfight as well!! "YYEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHH!!" COLE Oh my! Triple the Nerdlys, triple the fun! COACH My mom was right, God DOES love me! Jumping in, Mackenzie DeCenzo grabs Molly off of her sisters and back into the circle. Ruefully, Molly apologises for what came over her and goes back behind the camera lens. Meanwhile, Melody and Maggie drag themselves back up still clawing onto hair. They back up against the basketball pole and Melody grabs two thick handfuls of hair, before CLUNKING her sister's head off the metal pole! COLE Ooh! This is getting nasty now. Maggie slumps down the basketball pole and is dragged onto her back, allowing Melody to make the pin... 1... 2... Kickout! Going back over to the equipment box, Melody reaches in and produces a SKIPPING ROPE. Not trusting her uncordinated lower body to actually skip (it's a nerd thing, trust me), she instead wraps the skipping rope around her fist and WHIPS Maggie across the back! COACH Oh it gets better. If there is a jar of butter in that equipment box I swear a brother's gonna lose it over here! Again Maggie gets whipped with the skipping rope, before Melody makes another cover... 1... 2... Kickout! COLE Remember, this is believe it or not a Women's Championship match. Throwing the skipping rope aside, Melody grabs Maggie by the hair again and tries to throw her face into the ground. Maggie fights her off though and quickly tackles her to the ground, grabbing hold of the skipping rope and tieing it around her throat! COACH Okay, that's a little too kinky for my liking. But not for MALAYSIA NERDLY'S though! COLE Wait a minute, what the hell is she doing out here!? COACH This is how Nerdly schoolyard fights always used to end, with Malaysia having to seperate it. DEFINATELY not in a schoolgirl costume and definately not invited either, Malaysia barges her way through the circle of onlookers and grabs a hold of Maggie's hair. She drags the Women's Champion off of Melody... and then throws her face-first forward into the concrete floor to a gasp from the Albany crowd!! COLE OH! COACH Hmm, I don't recall them ending quite so violently though. The other OAOAST women wisely get the hell out of the way, as Malaysia now stalks after Melody. Seeing her friends in trouble Jade Rodez tries to step in and help. But Malaysia just casually piefaces her away, sending Jade spiralling to the concrete as well and coming down with all her weight on her right elbow! With Jade and Maggie down, Malaysia then turns back to Melody... and lays her out with a clothesline! Malaysia stands tall with all three women down and hurting, looking up at the booing people who don't appreciate their up-close schoolgirl action being interrupted. COLE Malaysia has just laid to waste her two sisters, and Jade Rodez. And now what!? Apparantly not done, Malaysia hooks a hold of Melody's feet and locks her in the Inverted Boston Crab!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Melody screams out in pain as he back is tortured from the agonising hold, forcing referees to pile out from the back. It takes fully three male referees to pull the mighty Malaysia off of her sister. Malaysia just smiles in satisfaction, as she's then manhandled back towards the locker room before she can do any more damage. Other referees now tend to the three girls left in her wake as we go back to Sofa Central. COLE Well, unfortunately, I guess that's the end of the Schoolyard Scrap. Neither Maggie or Melody are going to be able to continue after that. Malaysia Nerdly just gatecrashing this match and physically incapacitating her own two sisters, throwing girls around like ragdolls! COACH Don't worry, she's got plenty more sisters where Melody and Maggie came from. COLE I don't know what this Malaysia's problem is, but that was uncalled for. COACH You know what else was uncalled for? The way she was bullied through her childhood by the Nerdly family. Well paybacks are a bitch... in this case, a big mean one who I sure as hell wouldn't cross any time soon. COLE Well, while our referee attend to Maggie, Melody and Jade Rodez we continue on with School's Out 2008. And coming up next a massive rematch between two of the most massive stars in our industry, Zack Malibu and Bohemoth. Fans, if you don't have your Tivo or DVR-R set for this one.. COACH Then you a got dayum fool. COLE Wit yo good for nothing cracka ass! Now Available AT OAOASTShop! Not only will women shun you for wearing a wrestling shirt, men will mock you for wearing one hilariously out of date! Still a cool shirt, tho. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Patty O'Green 0 Report post Posted May 27, 2008 (edited) COLE Are you ready for what's next, Coach? COACH Lay it on me, baby boy! What've we got? COLE A friendship put to the test through competition, that has now been torn apart by the lack of respect on one man's part. Zack Malibu and Bohemoth both set their sights on the OAOAST World Championship late last year, and decided that a friendly competition would push them to do their best as they climbed the ladder again. What began as a race to the top turned into a tense situation, only made worse when Bohemoth refused to shake Zack Malibu's hand after his Anglemania victory, claiming Zack was trying to steal his moment! COACH Malibu does love him some spotlight, though. COLE Zack's ALWAYS been a focal point, there's no doubt...but he paved the way for that next generation of stars such as Bohemoth. When they met again on HeldDOWN~! a few weeks ago Zack managed to even the score victory-wise, and again stuck out his hand, only for it to be rejected. Now Bohemoth claims that Zack is simply trying to keep himself positioned as the OAOAST's top star by any means necessary, despite the fact that, at least is Bo's mind, he's old news! COACH Those are some strong words, but if anyone can back 'em up... COLE ...they're strong words that have made these two men into bitter enemies rather quickly. Tonight, it's the rubber match, and hopefully it's the end, for better or for worse, of this heated rivalry! The cameras cut back to the ring, where the beloved Michael Buffer stands at center ring, ready for the next chapter in earning his paycheck tonight. BUFFER Ladies and gentlmen, this next contest is scheduled for one fall! "Liberate" comes up immediately, and while it's mostly boos, there are some scattered cheers for the Metrosexual Monster, who hasn't been too concerned about making friends or keeping them lately. Bohemoth steps out from behind the curtain and strolls up the ramp with a cocky swagger...or in his case, a bit cockier than usual. The big man steps through the ropes and flexes at the crowd, but his reception doesn't get any more positive for it, as it's obvious the fans have picked their side in this war. "Getting Away With Murder" hits next, and Bo removes his sunglasses just in time to witness his former friend appear at the top of the ramp. Through his pyro shower, Malibu walks tall, heading for the ring with that determined, focused look in his eye that you see every time there's a lesson to be taught. Tonight, it's about respect, and as Malibu has said before, he'll get it even if he has to beat it out of Bohemoth. Zack steps into the ring and Bo taunts him a bit, then smirks, but Zack isn't bothered in the least. He keeps his cool as the music dies down, and the two combatants are left standing across from each other, glaring with hostile intentions. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, this match, here at School's Out, is a one fall contest not scheduled for any titles or contenderships. This one is simply about respect. First, to my left at this time, weighing in at two hundred and eighty four pounds, he hails from Greenville, South Carolina...known by the moniker of the Metrosexual Monster, he is BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHEEEEEEEEEEEMOTHHHHHH! Again, the fans reaction is not one of favortism, but Bo simply cracks his neck and jogs in place, warming up for the battle. BUFFER To my right stands a man synonymous with the OAOAST, and in fact this very event was named in his honor. He is a man who has done it all, including capturing the OAOAST World Championship on three seperate occasions. His resume speaks for itself, because he is known worldwide as not only the Modern Day Warrior, but as the Franchise of the OAOAST. From Providence, Rhode Island, he weighs in tonight at two hundred and ten pounds...ZAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK MALLLLLLLLLLLLLLIBUUUUUUUUUUUUU! The fans pop loudly, standing, brandishing signs, and showing nearly unanimous support for their hero, who isn't looking as happy go lucky as he usually is. Buffer exits the ring, and the two men come face to face, engaged in a staredown. DING! DING! DING! As soon as the bell sounds, Malibu dives for Bo's legs, trying to take the big man down to the canvas before he can mount any offense whatsoever! Using his power to keep a steady base, Bo doesn't budge, but as he leans over to pull Zack up, Malibu swings around into a rear waistlock. Reacting quickly, Bo spins back with an elbow, but Malibu ducks his head, and actually catches the big man off guard, enabling him to push Bohemoth into the corner! Nick Patrick calls for the break now that Bo has been put against the ropes, and Malibu obliges, stepping back to give Bo some space. Malibu offers his hand to Bo, then tells him in no uncertain terms "you're gonna shake this hand tonight!", the same hand that Bo slaps away as he comes out of the corner! The two men are now circling the ring, coming together in a lockup that gives Bo the advantage, as he uses sheer strength to back Zack into the corner, then strike with an open hand chop to the chest... WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! ...and then a quick slaps to the face, stunning Zack! COLE Bohemoth getting a little cocky here at the start of what promises to be another Match of the Year candidate between these two great athletes! Zack wipes his mouth, then responds by spitting in Bo's face, showing that he's not above stooping to that level either! COACH Whoa, no! You mess with the bull, you get the horns! Infuriated, Bo charges the corner, but Zack slides out of the way, and takes Bo to the canvas with a rear waistlock, then hops off his back and traps him in a headlock while he's down. Not impressed with Malibu's quickness, Bo powers to his feet while in the hold and shoves Zack into the ropes, but Zack retaliates by coming off the ropes and sliding through Bo's legs, coming up behind him, and trapping him in another headlock! Bo again uses his power, this time lifting Zack off his feet and walking with him trapped in the air, then drops him over the ropes onto the apron! Zack fires off a right hand, but it gets blocked, and Bo tucks his arm under Zack's exposed right one, then biels him back into the ring the hard way! He pulls Zack up, then readies him for a back suplex, but Zack floats over and spins Bo around, delivering a hard kick to the midsection. He sets him up for a suplex, but Bo counters by pressing Zack overhead, then simply letting him crash facefirst into the canvas! Bo then turns and lightly kicks Zack across the face as he tries to push up, then forces Zack to have to roll out under the bottom rope as he stalks him, then leans over to pull him up off the apron. Bo readies Zack for a suplex and pulls him up into the air, but Malibu drops down behind him and uses a rolling cradle to bring Bo to the canvas! ONE! NO! Bo kicks Zack off, sending him careening towards the ropes, but the wily superstar uses the momentum to move through the ropes, back out to the apron, and deliver a springboard dropkick as the beastly Bohemoth came up off the mat! Zack now takes control of the situation, pulling Bo up and backing him into the ropes, but then finds himself shot towards the ropes again, as Bo counters! Bo tries a hiptoss on Malibu, but Zack maintains his ground, and brings a knee into Bo's gut, then traps him in a butterfly lock, continuing with the knees to the upper body! Bo struggles to break free, but the break comes from Zack, who charges the ropes on his own accord this time and comes back to blast Bo with a leaping lariat! COLE Malibu's found an opening and is taking charge, but there's no telling how long that can last, because as resilient as Malibu can be, so can Bohemoth! COACH A metrosexual and a prep having something in common? Nah. Malibu motions for Bo to get up, and then strikes with forearms before being shoved down to the canvas! He pops right back up and goes for Bo again, but this time Bo goozles Zack and backs him into the corner, holding him by the throat! The referee orders a break, and starts counting to five, although it's unnecessary because at the count of four, Bo biels Zack out of the corner, halfway across the ring by his throat! Zack lands hard, and when he pulls himself up, Bo runs into him and lifts him off his feet, plowing him into the far corner! Bo then starts clubbing on Zack, beating him down into a seated position, then runs the ropes, coming off with a FACEWASH~!...NO! Zack rolls out of the ring under the bottom rope and pulls Bo down by the ankle, then brings him to the floor where he unloads with right hands! The fans roar as Malibu cleans Bo's clock with repeated shots, but Bo puts a stop to it with a knee to the gut, then takes Zack by the head and hurls him into the steel corner post! COLE HE JUST THREW HIM FACE FIRST INTO THE STEEL! Zack is out cold, his face buried in the ringside floor, while Bo shakes off the effects of those punches. He comes over to Zack and stands above his fallen body, coldly looking at him as the arena fills with boos. Slowly, Bo reaches down and pulls Zack up, revealing a forehead gushing with blood, obviously cut open from being hurled into the ringpost. Bo lifts Zack up and stares at him, bleeding and incapable of mounting an offense...THEN TOSSES HIM HARD INTO THE RINGSIDE STAIRS! COACH DAMN! COLE What a cold, calculating...this Bohemoth, this disrespectful...I can't even say what I want to, but suffice to say, this is not the way you treat someone you respect! Zack collides with the stairs and slumps against them, and now Bo scrapes the bottom of his boot across Zack's forehead a few times, opening the cut further before pressing the same foot against his throat, choking him! Zack weakly flails his arms, trying to get free from the choke, but it's not until Bo's refusal to break at the count of five that the referee comes between them and orders the break. Bo does as he's told, but then goes right for Zack again, pulling him up and then whipping him into the guardrail! COLE He's treating Zack like a ping pong ball, sending him around ringside crashing into anything that's there! Zack rests against the guardrail, albeit momentarily, as Bo charges and hits a hard lariat that dumps him into the front row of fans! Once again, Nick Patrick steps in and tells Bo to lay off, not allowing him to give chase. Bo obliges grudgingly, and looms around ringside while the fans shower him with a symphony of catcalls. COACH Bo told Zack that not every fight was his...that Malibu just loves to be the center of attention. Right now, Mikey Cole, Zack is getting all of Bo's attention and then some, and I don't think he's liking it very much! COLE Well, if this is Bo's idea of tough love, it's sickening. This has gone from a matter of respect to a vicious assault in a short period of time! Zack gets up and starts to climb over the guardrail, but in his groggy state, he's prone to assault, and that's exactly what happens, as Bo comes over and lifts him up, then crotches him on the guardrail! Bo then takes him off with a fireman's carry and carries him over to the apron, where he seats Zack on it and cracks him across the face with a hard slap before shoving him back into the ring! Bo slides in after him, then heads for the ropes, and comes off with a big splash that sends shockwaves through Zack's ribcage! Bo liked the move so much he gets up and does it again, and you can nearly hear the air being driven from Malibu's body after Bo crashed down on him! Bo comes up to a standing position, and drags Zack up with him, once again pressing him over his head before dropping him down, stomach first, across his knee! Zack flops to the mat, trying to curl up into a fetal position, but Bo pulls him in and hooks the leg, looking for a pin! ONE! TWO-NO! Zack gets the shoulder up, then both of them up, but that's only because Bo brings him to his feet, then lifts him up by the neck into a double handed chokehold! Malibu's feet dangle in the air as he tries to wriggle free, finally raking Bo's eyes to draw a break! Malibu catches himself as he's dropped, but then winds up dropped before he can get back on the offensive, as Bo spins him inside out with a hard running lariat! Bo fires spit through his gritted teeth as he fumes that Malibu nearly got back on the comeback trail, and pulls Zack up, whipping him to the ropes so that Zack's rebound sends him right into a spinebuster...but it doesn't, as Malibu counters the spinebuster by hooking Bo's head and scissoring his body, turning the spinebuster into a guillotine and taking him to the canvas! COLE Zack's got Bo trapped! That MMA studying, that martial arts background of his is paying off dividends right now, because he's able to offset, maybe even beat Bohemoth with this submission! Zack tightens his hold, as Bo tries to push up, but can't. He manages to roll over, hoping that the shift will loosen Zack's grasp, but Zack continues to roll and they wind up in the same exact position! COACH He ain't tapping yet, Mikey Cole! Bo might not be tapping, but the crowd is certainly motivating him towards that result, with chants of "TAP!" "TAP!" "TAP!" breaking out across the arena! Zack won't let go, but Bo struggles, and then powers up, getting to his feet with Zack still clinging to the guillotine, that is until he's run back first into the turnbuckles! That's enough to break, and while Zack slouches against the ropes, Bo falls to all fours, weary from being trapped in the hold so long. He pushes up and comes towards the corner, but catches a boot to the face from Zack, then gets his head mashed into the top turnbuckle! Zack then sets Bo up on the ropes and exits out to the apron, climbing up the turnbuckles. His face still soaked in his own blood, Zack takes Bo by the head and leads him up, while Zack simultaneously goes down, putting Bo across his shoulders and then leaping off the ropes, proving that gravity is not friends with Bo either as it sends the both of them crashing down, with Bo getting the worst of it, to the ring below with the HONOR ROLL~! COLE Look at them bounce off the canvas! That should have taken a lot out of Bo, but that show of power at this stage of the game did a number on Zack too! Malibu bounces off Bo on impact, but turns over and crawls towards him, going for the cover as soon as possible! ONE! TWO! NO! COACH Here comes that fighting spirit! COLE That's what they say about Zack, Coach. COACH Yeah, well now I'm sayin' it about Bo. I got a feeling that tomorrow will be a new day, Mikey Cole! Zack rises, and with Bo still down, drops a knee into his forehead. A second one finds its mark and rattles the big man, but rather than keep him down, Zack brings him up to his feet, then drops him with a jawbreaker! Bo staggers back clutching at his mouth, while Zack bounces off the ropes and connects with a spinning wheel kick that plants Bo on his back once again! Zack gets to his feet and leaps onto the middle rope, then springs back with an Asai moonsault, crashing on top of Bohemoth, and stays there, looking for a three count! ONE! TWO! T-NO! Zack doesn't get the duke, but he's focused on that goal, bringing him up to his feet and unloading with a flurry of open hand strikes, knocking Bo's head to the left and to the right repeatedly before dropping him with an inverted atomic drop, then swinging around and carrying Bo over with a German suplex, but in true Malibu fashion he holds onto his rival and rolls the both of them to their feet, dropping Bo with another German, and again not leaving off with just two! COLE A Malibu tradition! The Rolling Suplexes have been taken out of the playbook and put to use here tonight at School's Out! Zack brings Bo back to his feet, but this time Bo fires an elbow back, then reaches back and snapmares Zack over his shoulder to the canvas. After a moment of reeling, Bo comes off the ropes with an elbow, but hits nothing but canvas, as Zack moves, then delivers a legdrop to the fallen star! Zack then yanks Bo off the mat, resting him in a seated position, and delivers several hard soccer kicks to the back, each one creating a SMACK! louder than the last! Zack follows up with a rolling snapmare that puts Bo on his back once again, and as Bo sits up holding his sore neck, his face is drilled by Zack's two feet, as the former OAOAST World Champion connects with a low dropkick! COLE The wear and tear is becoming apparent, as Zack is not giving Bo any leeway whatsoever! COACH Of course he can't...Bo's already busted him wide open, and if Zack lets up, he's gonna get broken in two! Bo pushes up, but he's met with a European uppercut from his foe, and a second one that sends him stumbling back into the corner! Zack paces himself, then gets a full head of steam and charges in, striking with a leaping corner splash...BUT BO CATCHES HIM AND RUNS TO CENTER RING, SPIKING ZACK WITH A SPINEBUSTER! COACH YO~! COLE That could be the changing of the tides right there! Bohemoth cut Malibu short, and turned his spine into jelly with that spinebuster! Neither man is moving, both spent from their efforts thus far. Moments go by with them gasping for air and staring at the lights, but eventually, they start to come to. Bo is the one who has the slight advantage, getting to his feet while Zack is still coming up, and sets up to take him down once again...but when he goes for a running lariat, Malibu tucks his head and elevates Bohemoth over the ropes, causing him to splat out on the ringside floor while Zack falls to all fours in the ring. COLE Malibu can't even stand on his own two feet, but he's managed to get Bo out of his hair and get himself some much needed recovery time! COACH I don't know about that! Coach is referring to the fact that Malibu is in motion, bouncing off the ropes yet again with a daring look in his eye, propelling himself through the ropes and at Bohemoth with a tope...THAT GETS CAUGHT AND TURNED INTO THE EROTIC AWAKENING OF B OUT ON THE RINGSIDE FLOOR~! COLE OH MY GOD! MY GOD! ZACK JUST GOT SENT HALFWAY TO HELL WITH THAT MOVE! COACH Oh he's feeling hell right now, Mikey Cole! Bo just left a dent in the shape of Zack's body in the concrete! "HOLY SHIT!" "HOLY SHIT!" "HOLY SHIT!" Bo himself can't even seem to grasp what he's just done, catching Malibu on the dive and instinctively using his patented finisher to lay him out! Bo gets up, but Malibu is yet to have that luxury, his aching body laying perfectly still on the floor. It's not until moments later, that Bo is able to stand on his own two feet that Malibu is helped up...not out of mercy, mind you, but simply so Bo can roll him into the ring and cover him! ONE! TWO! THREE...NO! NO! ZACK MALIBU KICKS OUT! COACH WHAT? WHAT? COLE HE KICKED OUT! ZACK MALIBU KICKED OUT! The fans ROAR, because the surefire match-ender has turned into just another near fall! Bo's eyes go wide, and he goes so far as to run his hands over his head, shocked that Malibu was able to survive his finishing move on the floor! Angered, Bo violenty yanks Zack up, and sets him up for a powerbomb, lifting him and spiking him into the canvas! Rather than go for another pin, Bo clings to Zack, and deadlifts him off the mat again, dropping him with a second powerbomb! This time Bo cradles his legs, pressing them down to have some leverage as he goes for the victory! ONE! TWO! THREE...NO! NO! ANOTHER KICK OUT! Reaching a new level of furious, Bo hooks Zack's legs and pulls him up, letting him dangle upside down before spinning round and round with a giant swing, releasing Malibu and sending him flying through the air before coming down with a crash landing! Dizzied from the swing, Bo goes and rests in a corner, while Zack can barely muster a groan in his condition. Groggy, he manages to roll over and push up to his knees, then one knee, but Bo catches him coming to and comes out of the corner, ready to inflict more pain...until Zack manages a low dropkick out of desperation, taking Bo's knee out from under him! Bo drops to one knee, and Zack stands up, but nearly falls over until he's caught by the ropes. After catching himself, Zack bursts forward, knowing he needs to strike...and connects with a ZACK ATTACK to the side of Bo's head, knocking him silly! Zack collapses on top of him, and Patrick once again does what he's getting paid for! ONE! TWO! THR-NO! SHOULDER UP! COLE Quick thinking by Zack, knocking Bo senseless with the Zack Attack...or so he thought! COACH This ain't gonna be no three hour show the way these two are going back and forth! Zack brings Bo up and delivers two hard knees that keep him doubled over, then comes off the ropes with a running kick...but Bo sidesteps it and catches Zack in a full nelson, then uses it to lift him up and slam him to the canvas! Bo falls back, his equilibrium still thrown off, but not enough for him to try for victory once again! ONE! TWO! TH-NO! ANOTHER KICKOUT! COLE I have seen Malibu bloodied before...I have seen him in the fights of his life, and this is no exception, and it always amazes me that he has such a tolerance for pain! COACH How does that surprise you? He's friends with you! COLE OUCH, Coach! Bo slams his hands on the mat in anger, then takes Malibu by the head and clubs him repeatedly, drawing more blood out of the drying wound across his head. Bo shouts at Zack, telling him to "give it up" and "stay down", then lets Zack flop back to the canvas. Bo stands up and pulls Zack up with him, taking him in his arms in center ring and setting up for THE EROTIC AWAKENING OF B...but as he swings out, Zack swings out a bit too far, to a vertical base, and is able to counter with an ANGLE SLAM that drops Bo on the back of his neck! Zack rolls over and grabs a leg, hooking it tightly as he prays this will end this match. ONE! TWO! THREE! NO! NO! BOHEMOTH KICKS OUT AT THE LAST MILLISECOND! COLE What he lacks in respect, he makes up for in resilience, that's for sure! Malibu rolls off of Bo, wondering what he could possibly do to get the monster of his back once and for all. He comes up to his feet and readies himself for a School's Out once Bo rises, but Bohemoth is so exhausted he can barely move on his own anymore. Zack circles him, looking for an opening, then opts to bring Bo up the hard way...but finds himself shoved into the ropes! He rebounds, and Bo presses him up into the air, watching as he flapjacks back down to earth, smashing into the canvas! Zack staggers up to his feet, and wanders right into Bo's arms, defenseless as he's lifted up and planted with the Erotic Awakening of B once again! ONE! TWO! THREE! DING! DING! DING! COLE I'll be damned! Bohemoth wins the rubber match! COACH Condoms? THAT'S what this match was about? COLE ... "Liberate" is cued up, but it's not enough to cover the booing of the fan favorite who isn't exactly on everyone's good side lately. Bohemoth has his hand raised, but he's more concerned with his own well being, as he pulls away from the ref and leans against the ropes, taking some much needed deep breaths. COLE Give credit to Zack Malibu, he put up a hell of a fight as always, but it looks like this man, this Metrosexual Monster as we call him, has his number! Zack is slow to recover, but comes up to his feet while Bo watches from the corner, and then comes up behind Zack. Nick Patrick sees Bo motioning and steps in between, but Patrick gets shoved away, a move with causes Zack to spin around and see what's going on. The two rivals stand nose to nose again, and you'd swear Bo was blowing steam out of his nostrils. While it's not widely heard, the cameras pick up Bo talking, mentioning to Zack that he gave him "the fight of his life"...and then extends a hand to Zack Malibu! COLE What? COACH I don't know Mikey Cole, this could be a trap! The fans are conflicted...some say to take it, some say to watch out. Malibu ponders it for a second, but Bo just stands there, hand extended...and Malibu, acting as the bigger man, reaches out and shakes it to a HUGE pop! COLE There it is! There's that respect that Zack wanted all along! Bo pats Zack on the shoulder, and then the two hug before Zack raises Bo's hand, celebrating as his theme song comes up again. COLE Well I'll be...after another war in their series, finally Bohemoth offered to Zack the same handshake that he turned down twice before, and hopefully this competitive feud that turned into a heated rivalry is behind them! Zack motions to Bo to have his moment, and exits the ring, heading up the ramp defeated, but proud. Meanwhile Bo gets up on the turnbuckles and raises his arms, posing for the fans who are swaying back his way, while his music blares from the speakers. Edited May 27, 2008 by King Cucaracha Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Patty O'Green 0 Report post Posted May 27, 2008 (edited) HOUSE OF WORSHIP With your Inspirational Leader....Abdullah Abir Nerdly Tomorrow, only tomorrow Sajo see you tomorrow Tomorrow, only tomorrow Sajo see you tomorrow Salif Keita's Tomorrow brings its peacefull epic sounds to Albany only to be greeted with an outpouring of total hatred. Yet its not the wonderful song that's drawn the crowd's ire, its the man on the entrance stage, Abdullah Abir Nerdly. With his hands held to his side, and his face beaming a smile as wide as the entire state, you'd think he were being welcome as a prophet and a savoir, not as a devil and a fool. Escorted by a bevy of delicious Arab beauties in belly dancer costumes, Abdullah strolls down the entrance the ramp. The smile never once leaves his face, and erry image when contrasted with the violent anger of the audience. COLE And we're set for a very highly anticipated House of Worship, with none other then Anglesault as the special guest. Abdullah has had big names on his show before, Krista, Jock, Mackenize, The Beverly Hills Blonds, and he's just adding to his list of superstar interviews. Its just a shame that he's a biased self serving piece of trash! COACH Silence yourself, fool! He's a leader and an inspiration. His HOW this past Syndicated gave voices to the men this company has tried to silence for much too long! He's a speaker for the prophets and the people! With is virgins at his side Abdullah is guided into a fantastically designed set, that's made too look like the throne room of a middle eastern palace with rhinestone encrusted pillows, bejewled golden pillars and a porcelain fountain featuring a lifesize statue of the man himself. The Inspirational Leader kisses the ground and then blesses an audience that attacks him with wave after wave of booing. ABDULLAH Good evening, my parishioners. “BOOOOOO!” ABDULLAH Those members, those many enlightened souls, who have let the light shined by Abdullah Abir Nerdly ministries shine into their once hell bound now saved hearts, sit within their homes, with hands clasped and mouth moving in honest earnest prayer! Prayer for the poor, misfortune, fools who dare celebrate the end of the educational period with a pay per view so called extravaganza entitled School's Out. To a man of intellectual, spiritual, mental, and astral advancement the words School's Out ring with the same danger as the words “SOS”, “Officer Down!,” or “DOA”. School's Out is a signal, a signal for help from a world that his danced to far from the path of righteousness and education! As classrooms empty, the minds of a people empty as well. As the minds of the people empty so does the will of society. And as that empties so does man fall into the hands of the underworld! Hands of the underworld which crush man beneath a fistful of troubles, maladies, and problems! Abdullah pauses to sip from a golden chalice, and then get fed a cherry from once of his attendants. ABDULLAH Only Allah and his many, many, many mercies can provide hope where all has been lost! Only Allah and his many, many, many, mercies can provide relief to mankind's self inflicted wounds and suffering. Only Allah and his many, many, many mercies can right the unjust wrongs so many of you have committed. Praise be! COACH Praise be! ABDULLAH I turned to Allah, as I so often do, during these times of overwhelming stress and pressure, where the terrible actions of a corrupt world weigh on a holy man such as myself, and I asked him to give me strength. Oh, please, Allah give me the strength I need to proceed! And in typical Allah fashion, he did not give me the strength needed to lift boulders over my head, or the strength to unify warring African tribes. He gave me the opportunity to be strong, the same opportunity he gives each and everyone of you everyday, and that you pass up! But, I did not pass it up! No, no gift of Allah may be ignored by one who seeks ultimate wisdom. As speaker for prophets, and emissary of peace and justice, I knew best where my talents might be utilized. As Mister Moneymaker's spiritual counselor during his campaign against Anglesault, I had done nothing but sit by and offer valuable tidings of peace and goodwill to a great man. That was noble of me. And yet it was weak. Weak, because, even as holy spirit, I should've been a tireless warrior, slinging arrows and clashing swords on the front lines! Tonight, I shall correct my error, tonight I shall strike the warrior's pose and deliver a warrior's blows. Tonight I will bring Anglesault onto enemy grounds, and, Allah willing, I will either have truth or I will lay flames upon Anglesault's house of lies! Praise be! The patriotic triumph of Medal blasts out the speakers, teaming with a hearty round of applause to welcome Anglesault onto the stage. Despite the warm reception from the Albany crowd AS doesn't appear happy to be a guest on the HOW and walks in a brisk pace to get the ordeal to a quick conclusion. COLE Anglesault's been put through a lot by Moneymaker and crew, and according to Moneymaker it can only get worse from here on out. Full credit to the boss though, he hasn't backed down and he won't be afraid. There's definitely no fear in AS' eyes as he enters the lavish set of Abdullah's HOW. There's merely a strong anger and a thick sense of impatience that exudes from him. The hosts' offering a plush pillow to sit on is declined with a nasty grunt that sets Abby at ill ease. ABDULLAH Mister Anglesault, I believe your anger is misplaced. ANGLESAULT My anger is placed exactly where it belongs, Abir Nerdly. Right into your squinty little eyes. You call yourself an emissary of peace, a speaker for the prophets. Do you know what I call that? I call that a load of crap! “YEAAAAA!” ANGLESAULT A complete load of crap, and you better consider yourself mighty fortunate that I even allow you to spew it on MY television show. Understand? Here's what I see.. ABDULLAH What you see, matters not! Your visions and interpretations are irrelevant! They come from the eyes of a jaded, dull, myopic criminal! I want to hear what the truth sees Anglesault. I want to see through the eyes of the justice with 20/20 vision. That is why we have gathered today in this house dedicated to greatness of Allah. We have gathered to give him and his children the truth! ANGLESAULT The truth? You want the truth? “You can't handle the truth!” ANGLESAULT The truth is that I'm standing here, wondering if the OAOAST might be better off with one less Nerdly child. “YEAAAAA!” ANGLESAULT Here's the truth for you, Moneymaker, and any other malcontent in your camp. Under my reign the OAOAST has added a second weekly show, Syndicated, its bought out two rival companies, HI-YAH and WDW, its had 90,000 people attend Anglemania in the Skydome and another 100,000 attend Anglemania in the coliseum, its featured wrestlers from HI-YAH to the SWF and every where in between, and its gone on its longest international tour yet, with record setting profits cementing it as a global phenomenon. There's your truth right there Abdullah, and its currently telling you to shut the hell up! The fans applaud AS enthusiastically and he returns their kindness with a knowing nod. COLE Harsh words. ABDULLAH Truth? In the name of Allah, there is no truth in any word you've just spoken! There is nothing but foolish arrogance and dangerous pride. Pride always comes before the fall, Anglesault. And your fall draws closer and closer. ANGLESAULT Is that a threat? ABDULLAH There are no more threats. There is only reality, my child. ANGLESAULT Fine. Truth. The truth is that my general managership has been...amazing. Truthfully amazing. I gave you facts, you gave me hyperbole. Theodore Moneymaker is trying to create a problem where none will ever exist. He, and my few detractors are trying to make out to seem like I'm the type of crooked boss to play favorites. I don't play favorites, I play winners. An athlete like Zack Malibu he's on top because he earned his way to the top, and he continues to earn his right to be there. He'd be a star in this company even if a goat was in charge! With myself, you rise and fall on your god given talent, or lack thereof. Moneymaker? He's rich, he's powerful, and that's known to the world. But what's becoming increasingly more and more known to myself is that maybe he just isn't good enough to be in the position he wants to be. And there's not a dollar or threat of blackmail on this earth that will ever change that. Please allow me to introduce myself I'm a man of wealth and taste I've been around for a long, long year Stole many a man's soul and faith COACH You done did it now, Anglesault! The wrath of the audience burns as hot as the flames on the entrance stage, and both combine to make for a particularly fiery entrance for the detested heel. If Moneymaker were bothered by the crowd's sizable hate it feels to register on his face or body. He twirls between the smoldering conflagration, pridefully displaying his red three piece suit and its black pinstripes. With Axl Rose's vocals pleading for the audience to show him sympathy, Moneymaker struts down the ramp. Sympathy is of course in short supply, and with every step he takes the booing seems to grow louder and louder. COACH Here's the guy who should be leading HeldDOWN into the next decade and beyond. Mister Theodore Moneymaker does and knows all. Dude comes real with it at all times of day. Sault bout to get put in that place! I rode a tank Held a general's rank When the blitzkrieg raged And the bodies stank Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name, oh yeah Ah, what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game, oh yeah Anglesault's disdaining eyes mark Moneymaker's path up the ring steps and into the House Of Worship. When Moneymaker strides past the belly dancing lovlies, the anger spreads from AS' grey orbs into deepest parts of his heart. Its with great restraint that he stops himself from attacking Moneymaker on sight. “MONEYMAKER SUCKS! MONEYMAKER SUCKS!” MONEYMAKER Clever, very clever. You should all be commended for your cutting wit. Its a shame that I find myself again addressing a topic that should've been resolved the very moment I brought it up. Anglesault I never ever thought that I would hear you or anyone else ever use the term “amazing” to express your run as GM, unless they had been hit in the head with a lead pipe or had lost all control of their mental facilities. ANGLESAULT I'm very much in control of my mental facilities....And my physical ones. “OOOOOOH” MONEYMAKER BWHAHAHHA. Yes, I'm sure you are. Answer me this, through your haze of self congratulation and mental masturbation do you still have no earthly clue, that your reign as GM has laid waste to foundation stones of a once great company? ANGLESAULT Maybe, you didn't hear me, earlier. But check the first quarter reports, if you're looking for something to drop your jaw over. MONEYMAKER I checked them and I heard you, and I ask what god is a penthouse suite on 5th avenue if its very foundation is made entirely of mud and sticks. We are in much more than a battle for power, we are in an idealogical struggle. And you Anglesault, with your tragically know it all minions, and the sycophants you throw in the announce tables to parrot your lies and double talk, try to bury and destroy any brave soul that dares to call your chicken salad chicken shit! Brother Abdullah, its very fortune that I came out when I did... ABDULLAH All praise be unto Allah for your good timing! MONEYMAKER because if I hadn't, he would've thrown you under the bus the way he's done so many who speak out on his policies that prefer obvious favoritism and irrational decisions in lieu of simple common sense! Anglesault's decisions aren't made based on talent, ability or potential, they're based on who's verbal blow jobs satisfy him more. This isn't a business man with the mental acumen to lead a company as grand as this. How many times must I say that before you all wake up? He is a brute, a bully with a questionable past, that suppresses all right thinking dissent. He is not fit for leadership of any kind! I want any of you who doubt our messages to ask Reject and ask Nathaniel Black how they were rewarded for having the courage to challenge this useless scumbag! ANGLESAULT Scumbag? Listen, buddy, if there's a scumbag on this stage, then it sure as hell ain't me. “YEAAAAAA!” ABDULLAH It very much is you. Its you now and forever! MONEYMAKER A stubborn, pigheaded, scumbag, that's what you are, because if there one solid theme to your administration and to your entire overrated wrestling career its your constant inability to quit when you're behind. You aren't behind right now, Anglesault. You are beneath. Beneath my boot that's getting ready to squash your wheels upon wheels, useless, garbage heap of an administration into space dust! “BEAT HIS ASS! BEAT HIS ASS! BEAT HIS ASS!” MONEYMAKER Beat my ass? Try it, Anglesault. Try it! Go on, its been far too long since I've had a good fight on this miserable hell hole. A perfect finale before your blubbering incompetence finally sinks this ship deep into ocean. “BEAT HIS ASS! BEAT HIS ASS! BEAT HIS ASS!” MONEYMAKER Oh he won't! He won't bother, because he can't and because its so very pointless. Even a tone death embarrassing bastard like him has to hear the winds of change rumbling in the not too far off distance, readying to sweep him off the OAOAST landscape. The question now is will you go peacefully, or will you be removed with painful humiliation? “BEAT HIS ASS! BEAT HIS ASS! BEAT HIS ASS!” ANGLESAULT You don't intimidate me, Moneymaker. Never have. Never will. MONEYMAKER Anglesault, if you don't fear my threats, then you don't know me very well. My exploits and connections are the reason Jade Rodez has gone from talented valet to horrible knockoff of her much more famous mother. When I brandish a dagger, I follow through until I cut bone. It is only a matter of time before I have the blade plunged between your shoulder blade and I watch in soul wrenching thanksgiving as you sink to the ground a defeated and broken man. Questioning my ability to destroy you is a folly I don't think you can afford to make right now. So before you open your mouth and you say something that will damn your career to a well deserved grave let me offer this piece of preemptive advice “shut the hell up!” “BEAT HIS ASS! BEAT HIS ASS! BEAT HIS ASS!” MONEYMAKER Now make the decision, man. The winds of change are swirling all about. Will you go peacefully or will you be brought to ruin? Will I let you live or will I get the pleasure of watching you die? “BEAT HIS ASS! BEAT HIS ASS! BEAT HIS ASS!” (red=louder then orange!) Anglesault stands stoic, betraying no hint of emotion. This infuriates Moneymaker who's face reddens with anger. MONEYMAKER Answer me, fool! Answer me now! Answer me now or on this very TV show I will bring your faithless stewardship of this company to an end with one stunning revelation! Now! SLAP! ABDULLAH By Allah! What have you done?! Moneymaker stumbles backwards, the amazing force of Anglesault's smack nearly propelling him over. The only thing that seems to keep him up, is Abdullah, quickly taking hold of his arm and keeping him aloft. Steadied by Abdullah, Moneymaker holds his hand to his throbbing cheek and hammers AS with a venomous look. But AS does not back down and instead waves Moneymaker on with a heated aggression not seen since his wrestling days. “ANGLE-SAULT! ANGLE-SAULT! ANGLE-SAULT!” Moneymaker can't believe the audacity that's taken hold of AS. He wants nothing more then to beat the life out of the OAOAST GM. Frothing at the mouth, he spews threat after threat to AS who returns the violent language in full. Yet security guards and road agents including Moneymaker's cousin, Tony Brannigan flood the ring to prevent a brawl the fans are dying to witness. “BOOOOOOO!” Although AS is a difficult wildebeest to tame, Moneymaker presents the road agents no problem in settling down. Escorted by Abdullah and his bevy of beauties, he leaves the ring with neither comment nor glance towards Anglesault. This does sit overly well with the former OAOAST world champion who begins in chucking pillows at the retreating Moneymaker in hope of goading him back into the ring. Having discarded all the pillows from the ring, Sault resorts to attempted destruction of the bejeweled HOW set , yanking on pillars in a crazed effort to pull the entire set crashing down. Thankfully the raw might of Tony Brannigan and Caboose are able to restrain him before he goes completely overboard and annihilates this holy shrine. COACH Sault has lost his mind! And that's the man setting the example for the rest of the company? We're going straight to hell! So if you meet me Have some courtesy Have some sympathy, and some taste Use all your well-learned politesse Or I'll lay your soul to waste, um yeah Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, um yeah But what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game, um mean it, get down FADE OUT Edited May 27, 2008 by Patty O'Green Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Patty O'Green 0 Report post Posted May 27, 2008 (edited) Half the length of HD. Twice the number of accused pedophiles! Check Local Listings The camera cuts to the OAOAST School's Out 2008 interview set where Tha Puerto Rican is standing by with Josh Matthews. The crowd cheers really loudly. Tha Puerto Rican is in his wrestling attire and is holding the OAOAST World Heavyweight Championship belt over his left shoulder. Sunglasses on his face, Tha Puerto Rican is the personification of cool as he paces back and forth waiting for Josh Matthews to start the interview. JOSH MATTHEWS Well P.R., we are just moments away from a historic moment in your career. Your first ever One And Only AngleSault Thread World Heavyweight Championship defense. And you will be defending the Title that you worked so hard to get against not one, but TWO men in one match. How do you feel as you head into this match knowing that you have two men gunning for your Titl-- Tha Puerto Rican puts his right hand in Josh Matthews' face. The crowd cheers loudly. THA PUERTO RICAN At long last...after all this time...THE CHAMP IS HERE IN ALBANY! "YEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH H HHHHHHHHHHHHH!" The crowd cheers. The camera cuts to several PRL signs in the crowd. One fan has drawn a really nice picture of Tha Puerto Rican in markers. THA PUERTO RICAN And so here we are. School's Out 2008. The main event! 3 men. 1 Title. MY Title. The OAOAST World Heavyweight Championship! 3 men want it, only 1 man gets to have it. But it seems as though, over the past 2 months, the focus hasn't been on the OAOAST World Heavyweight Champion, but on the saga of Landon "La Cucaracha" Maddix and "Urban Legend" Todd Cortez. The crowd cheers for the mention of Todd Cortez. THA PUERTO RICAN (CONT'D) First they're friends, then they are enemies, then they're friends again. Then they're enemies, then they're still enemies but they're in the same group. I lost track somewhere but apparently they became friends again, then enemies once more, then friends who are enemies depending on what day it is. Then Todd Cortez wants to buy Landon Maddix a box of chocolate. Then Landon Maddix wants to tickle Todd Cortez's nipples. WHO GIVES A CRAP IF THEY'RE FRIENDS OR NOT!? COACH I care. THA PUERTO RICAN And it seems as if everyone wants to know what they will do in tonight's Triple Threat Match. Will Landon Maddix and Todd Cortez try to work together? Will they duke it out amongst themselves? To be perfectly honest, whether those two work together or fight amongst themselves, the match will end the same way: with Tha Puerto Rican laying the smacketh down on BOTH of their roody poo candy asses and having his first of MANY SUCCESSFUL Title defenses! "YEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH H HHHHHHHHHHHHH!" THA PUERTO RICAN You see, this match is not about Todd Cortez. It's not about Landon Maddix. It ain't even about me! But it IS about what I have over my left shoulder. And that is the OAOAST World Heavyweight Championship! And maybe those two jabronies will stop hating each other for a second and remember that, otherwise, this match will be easier than I think it will be! So Todd Cortez, the so-called 'Urban Legend', whether you team up or fight Landon Maddix, either way, you are going DOWN at the hands of the most electrifying man in professional wrestling, Tha Puerto Rican and that's the truth, Ruth! The crowd cheers again. THA PUERTO RICAN And as for you, Landon Maddix. Oh, man. Oh Landon. Landon! Landon! Landon! The crowd boos the mention of Landon Maddix. THA PUERTO RICAN Oh Landon "La Cucaracha" Maddix. It looks like you've once again found your way into a Title shot that you don't deserve! Oh joy! And I UNINTENTIONALLY helped you get that shot too! Double joy! *Shudders* I had to take 5 showers just to get the dirt off of me after that match! Now, I am sure that you are mighty confident heading into this match. I mean, after all, there's no disqualifications, the Riot Act Plus has been banned, and you HAVE beaten me in Triple Threat Matches before. That last one probably is the most important fact to you, I am sure. However, Landon, old friend, you need a reality check! You see, Tha Puerto Rican that you faced off against last year? Well, that was a different Puerto Rican. An unfocused Puerto Rican. A distracted Puerto Rican. A Puerto Rican whose mouth wrote checks his ass couldn't cash! Well, alot has changed since the last time we fought, and if you need proof of that, just look at what I am holding right now! Ha! Ha! But seriously, Landon, if you for one second think that you have got me scouted right down to the smallest detail because of our matches last summer and fall, then, dude, you have NO IDEA just how wrong you are! Because Tha Puerto Rican of last year is NOT, AND THA PUERTO RICAN MEANS NOT, Tha Puerto Rican that is standing before you right now! THIS Puerto Rican is focused. THIS Puerto Rican is ready. And THIS Puerto Rican is The People's Champion! THIS Puerto Rican is the P.R. Menace! And THIS Puerto Rican is greatness personified! And THIS Puerto Rican is gonna whoop your monkey ass all over Albany! The crowd cheers loudly! Tha Puerto Rican is FIRED UP, DAMNIT~! PRL looks straight into the camera. THA PUERTO RICAN Triple Threat Match. OAOAST World Heavyweight Championship. Tha Puerto Rican is ready. The crowd is waiting. All the while, Josh Matthews stands off camera masturbating. PRL nudges his head to his left and the camera pans over to Josh Matthews. JOSH MATTHEWS Hey! I wasn't--I--I--I wasn't-- Tha Puerto Rican pulls the camera back to him. THA PUERTO RICAN Do that in your own time, you SICK FREAK! You go play pocket pool somewhere else! Here, let me send you off on your merry way, vamanos! Tha Puerto Rican grabs the microphone from Josh Matthews and shoves him out of the camera shot. J. Math screams as he's shoved off camera. The crowd cheers. PRL adjusts the OAOAST World Heavyweight Championship belt over his left shoulder and then brings the microphone to his lips. THA PUERTO RICAN Tha Puerto Rican. Landon "La Cucaracha" Maddix. "Urban Legend" Todd Cortez. Triple Threat Match for the OAOAST World Heavyweight Championship. The main event of OAOAST School's Out 2008! It don't get any bigger than this! Tha Puerto Rican is ready to walk down The People's Ramp and get into The People's Ring. So, Todd, Landon, I have three simple words for you: JUST BRING IT, BITCHES~! "YEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH H HHHHHHH!" COACH That was four words. COLE Shush. Tha Puerto Rican waits for the crowd to quiet down before he continues speaking. THA PUERTO RICAN My dream came true at AngleMania VII. I am living out my dream...and I am not ready for it to end. Tha Puerto Rican tilts his head back, and brings the microphone to his lips. THA PUERTO RICAN THE CHAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMP...HAS...SPO-KUN~!!! Tha Puerto Rican drops the microphone and does The People's Eyebrow to the camera. "Know Your Role 2000" starts playing. The crowd cheers loudly. Tha Puerto Rican shakes his head, snorts, shakes his head again, and then walks out of the OAOAST School's Out 2008 interview set with the OAOAST World Heavyweight Championship belt still over his left shoulder. COLE Well ladies and gentlemen, the time is now! 3 men! 1 Title! 1 fall to a finish! Triple Threat Match for the OAOAST World Heavyweight Championship! Tha Puerto Rican defending his newly won Title against Landon "La Cucaracha" Maddix and "Urban Legend" Todd Cortez! It's the main event of OAOAST School's Out 2008 and it is starting now! It is main-event time, the Triple Threat Match for the OAOAST World Heavyweight Championship! And without any further ado, let's go up to the ring. "PREPARE...FOR...LANDON!" ...WAAAAAHHHHH... *DUM DUM* "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" With the main-event atmosphere in the air, Incubus' "Megalomaniac" hits first, to a round of boos from the hostile Albany crowd! Striding through the school doors, Landon "La Cucaracha" Maddix sweeps his way down the school steps and does a dramatic twirl, none of which is appreciated by the crowd. Still smiling despite it, Landon marches to the ring with his mouth already running, showing off his Cucaracha Internacional t-shirt under his long sleeveless leather trenchcoat. COLE And I'm sure Landon will be hoping that's the theme of tonight. Cucaracha Internacional, will the ties that bind Landon and Todd Cortez mean anything in this one fall, every man for himself main event? I doubt it. COACH I hate people that answer their own questions. COLE Okay, answer this one for me Coach. Is Landon's gameplan tonight going to be the same as we saw a couple of weeks ago? Let Todd Cortez do all the work and try and steal in to get the pinfall on Tha Puerto Rican? COACH Well, it worked last time so hey, why not? After some discussion with some pro-PRL fans in the front row of ringside, Landon leaps to the apron, looking out at the crowd as Megan climbs the steps. Megan holds open the ropes and Landon bounds into the ring, spinning himself into the centre of the ring HBK style and posing with Megan. COLE It's been seven months since Landon Maddix lost the OAOAST World Title. How he'd love to win it back tonight. Landon and Megan talk strategy, as the opening beats of "Oh No" by Mos Def, Nate Dogg, and Pharoah Monche begin to play. Head down, Todd Cortez steps through the entrance doors and becomes surrounding by sparks. As his pyro dies down, he then marches straight down to the ring, cracking his knuckles as he makes eye contact with Landon. COLE Here comes the rightful number one contender, who by rights should be facing PRL one on one tonight. But that's not to be, thanks to his 'boss', Landon Maddix. COACH He lost fair and square. Deal with it. COLE He's also lost the right to use that devestating Riot Act Plus in the OAOAST, but Cortez is definately the wildcard in this match, no pun intended. Curiously there's applause as Cortez slides into the ring, not coming from the crowd but from his opponent, Landon Maddix. Not looking so sure is Megan and it's easy to see why from the look he gets from Cortez. Landon doesn't give up and tries to talk Todd into it being "you and me" tonight, then offers up his hand for a handshake. Cortez just stares right back at him though and Landon eventually gets the idea, slowly lowering his hand and exiting the ring as Todd slowly walks towards him. COLE I guess that answers the first question, huh? COACH Cortez is gonna regret that, trust me. COLE And yet Landon is the one that's running for higher ground. Cortez may still be under his control, but tonight Cortez's Cucaracha Internacional obligations are out the door. He can do exactly what he wants to Landon Maddix tonight at School's Out! COACH Except the Riot Act Plus. "THE CHAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMP..." *DUN DUN* "...IS..." *DUN* "...HERE!" With that, a lightning bolt hits the entrance, the PRL entrance video plays on the AngleTron, and "Know Your Role 2000" 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 school doors and through the smoke strides the reigning Champion, Tha Puerto Rican! Standing on the top step he takes a look out around the crowd, before beginning his walk to the ring. COACH How fitting. PRL's just about tall enough to look right at home walking out of a school. COLE Boy it didn't take you long tonight, huh? COACH Plenty more where that came from. Chants of "P.R.L!" fill the arena already as Tha Puerto Rican continues hus walk to the ring. Tha Puerto Rican gets on the ring apron and sneers at Megan and Landon, who look on unimpressed from the outside. After a look towards Todd Cortez, Tha Puerto Rican then enters the ring. He spins around; soaking in the fans adulation while "Know Your Role 2000" continues playing over the P.A. system. Tha Puerto Rican does the HBK muscle pose while pyro goes off behind him. Landon bemoans his own lack of pyro as PRL heads to a second turnbuckle and raises his hands. He then heads to another second turnbuckle and raises his hands again. COLE In the past five years, Tha Puerto Rican has found himself on many an occassion as the challenger in World Title matches. Tonight marks uncharted territory. Tonight, he is the Champion. The question is, will the pressure of no longer being the hunter and now being the hunted be too much for Tha Puerto Rican to overcome, with not one but TWO challengers? COACH He's choked before and he'll choke again. Different circumstances, same outcome. PR hits a third second turnbuckle, and raises his right arm in the air and "smells the electricity" a'la The Rock. PRL does the same Rock pose on the fourth second turnbuckle, recieving boos. Tha Puerto Rican gets off the ropes, removes his sunglasses and earring while the lights go back on in the arena. "Know Your Role 2000" dies down as the World Champion locks eyes with The Urban Legend. COACH Don't forget, PR doesn't even have to be pinned to lose the title. Landon could easily pin Todd and walk away with the belt. COLE Or Cortez could pin Landon and do the same. COACH Just like all those other times he's pinned Landon in the OAOAST. Oh, wait, maybe not! COLE Cortez has COST Landon World Titles and opportunities plenty of times before though. COACH Yeah, but that was with the Riot Act Plus. And he ain't gonna be doing that tonight! Cautiously Landon gets onto the apron and back into the ring, ready for the introductions, with each man being sent to his corner by the referee. BUFFER Wrestling fans, the One And Only AngleSault Thread is proud to present, live at School's Out Two Thousand And Eight, your MAIN EVENT of the evening! Scheduled for one fall to a finish, it is a Triple Threat Match with no disqualifications and no count-outs... and, it is for the OAOAST HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP OF THE Wooorrrrllld! ARE YOU READY? "YYYEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!" BUFFER Albany, New York... ARE... YOU... rrrrrrrrrrRRRREADY!? "YYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" BUFFER Then, for the thousands in attendance... and the millions watching around the world on pay per view, ladies and gentlemen... LLLLLLLLLLLLET’S GET RRREEAADY TO RRRUMBLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!! All the competitors cut very different figures. Landon jumps around on the spot from foot to foot trying to loosen himself up, looking slightly pensive. Cortez stands totally still, stoicly staring forward and no one thing or person in particular. And the World Champion stands confidently in his corner, belt over his shoulder. COLE You can feel the tension here from all three men. BUFFER Introducing first, the challengers! Hailing from Huron, South Dakota by way of Madrid, Spain. Weighing in at two hundred and eight pounds... he is led to the ring this evening by his "Perfect 10", MEGAN SKYE... a former three time Champion of the World in two seperate promotions, including a former OAOAST World Championship... he is the leader of Cucaracha Internacional... ladies and gentlemen, LANDON! "LA CUCARACHA"... MMMMMAAAAAAAAAADDIIIIIIIIIIXXXXXXXXX!!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Landon extends his hands to the sky despite the unflattering boos. With a smile he points over to PRL, who just shakes it off. BUFFER Next, standing in the corner to my right. He hails from 'Hollywood Boulevard' and weighs in tonight at two hundred, twenty six and one quarter pounds... tonight, looking to become the World's Champion for the very first time in his career... himself, a member of Cucaracha Internacional. Here is, "THE URBAN LEGEND"... TTOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODD... CCOOOOOOOORRRRRRRTTEEEEEEEEEEEZZZZZZZZZ!!! "YYYYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!" No response from Cortez, still stood deeply focused in his corner. BUFFER And finally, in the corner to my left! He comes to us from San Juan, Puerto Rico... weighing in at two hundred, twenty pounds. He is... the reigning and defending, One and Only AngleSault Thread HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION OF THE WOOOOORRRRRLLDD... THHHAAAAAA PPPPPPPUUUUUUUUUEEEEEEERRRRRRTTOOOOOOOO... RRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICCAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANN!!!!! "YYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!" PRL walks out from his corner and raises the World Title over his head, drawing a jealous look from La Cucaracha. Handing the belt over to the referee PR then goes back to his corner and limbers up, while the prize is shown to both challengers and then to the capacity crowd in attendance on all four sides. COLE That's what all three men are hoping to leave Albany with tonight. COACH That and the contents of their wallets. With the belt passed to ringside and everybody in place, the referee finally calls for the bell. *DING DING DING* TRIPLE THREAT MATCH FOR THE OAOAST WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP THA PUERTO RICAN (Champion) vs. LANDON "LA CUCARACHA" MADDIX (Challenger with Megan Skye) vs. "URBAN LEGEND" TODD CORTEZ (Challenger) The crowd is hot. Tha Puerto Rican, Todd Cortez and Landon Maddix all stand in the ring, staring at each other. COLE And here we go. The main event of School’s Out 2008 is underway. Tha Puerto Rican making his first ever OAOAST World Heavyweight Championship defence. COACH And his LAST OAOAST World Heavyweight Championship defence. The crowd continues buzzing as PRL, Landon and Cortez all stare at each other in the center of the ring. "P.R.!" "P.R.!" "P.R.!" "P.R.!" Todd Cortez puts his guard up as he moves closer to Landon Maddix. But then he changes his mind and moves closer to Tha Puerto Rican. COLE All three men somewhat cautious. Quite frankly, very VERY cautious here in the early going. Nobody wants to jumpstart this thing. Nobody wants to make the first mistake. COACH Come on! Fight! Damnit! Fight! Todd makes threats to Maddix, but then turns his attention to the World Champion. PRL seems somewhat surprised that Cortez would run his mouth at him, but that doesn’t stop the Latin Lion from running his mouth either. Cortez lets his guard down and walks up to Tha Puerto Rican. PRL stands in place and engages in a staredown with The Urban Legend. COLE Looks like Todd has some words for Tha Puerto Rican! COACH He’s still bitter that PRL ruined his one-on-one match! COLE This was SUPPOSED to be PRL vs. Todd Cortez one-on-one until Landon butted in! COACH And thank God for that, because who in their right mind would want to see Tha Puerto Rican vs. Todd Cortez one-on-one for the OAOAST World Heavyweight Championship? COLE I think these fans would have liked to see that. COACH So? Since when do we do things because the fans want to see them? Todd and PRL run their mouths while staring at each other face-to-face. By doing this, they completely ignore Landon Maddix, something he notices. COLE Cortez has got some personal animosity towards Tha Puerto Rican for what happened at the Milan Spectacular. COACH Uh, guys, Landon’s in this match too. As PRL and Cortez continue their trash talk, Landon becomes increasingly annoyed with the fact that nobody is paying attention to him. LANDON "LA CUCARACHA" MADDIX Hey! Hey! Hey! Hello!? I’m right here guys! HELLO!? COLE Can’t Landon NOT be the center of attention for once!? COACH Of course not! And when he becomes World Heavyweight Champion AGAIN, he’ll have even MORE attention given to him! I can’t wait! Landon flails his arms around to try and get PRL and/or Todd’s attention. When that doesn’t work, he resorts to doing JUMPING JACKS, but that fails to get his two opponent’s attention too. COACH Landon is being ignored! What is wrong with PRL and Cortez!? COLE Frankly, this is what everybody in the OAOAST should have been doing ever since he came here. COACH Oh shush! Landon throws a temper tantrum, and that finally gets PRL and Todd to stop yelling at each other and make eye contact with Landon Maddix. LANDON MADDIX Hey jackasses! Did you forget that I was here!? I’m in this match too, you idiots! Don’t you ignore me! DON’T YOU DARE IGNORE ME! Landon shoves PRL AND Cortez at the same time! MADDIX I’m the next OAOAST World Heavyweight Champion! I will not stand here and be ignored! I’M LANDON "LA CUCARACHA" MADDIX! YOU WILL PAY ATTENTION TO ME! DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME!? LET’S GET THIS MATCH GOING! COME ON! Tha Puerto Rican and Todd Cortez look at each other. THA PUERTO RICAN & "URBAN LEGEND" TODD CORTEZ Okay. Tha Puerto Rican and "Urban Legend" Todd Cortez both punch Landon Maddix in the face at the same time knocking him down! "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" COACH OH NO! Tha Puerto Rican and Todd Cortez then begin stomping on Landon at the same time! COACH NOT THAT KIND OF ATTENTION! Todd puts the boots to his fellow stablemate, while PRL resorts to his trademark shaky leg kicks on one of his opponents tonight! COLE Well, Landon wanted them to pay attention to him and he got his wish! Be careful what you wish for, Landon! PRL stops stomping Landon a few seconds before Todd does. Once Todd stops stomping Landon, he picks him up and whips him into the opposite ropes. He follows that up with a dropkick, knocking the former OAOAST World Champion down onto the mat! Maddix quickly gets up and stumbles around the ring. Tha Puerto Rican sees this and rushes forward, clotheslining Maddix over the top rope and onto the floor! COLE And out goes Landon! COACH OH NO! The crowd cheers loudly. PRL runs his mouth at his long-time rival. It is because of this that P.R. doesn’t notice that Todd is in a fighting stance right behind him. When The People’s Champ turns around, he gets hit with an European Uppercut from Cortez! COLE And Cortez with a nice European Uppercut to Tha Puerto Rican! Remember, there are no friends in this match! All three men want to be known as OAOAST World Heavyweight Champion! The European Uppercut causes Tha Puerto Rican to stumble across the ring. PRL rests in a turnbuckle corner, which just gives Todd the chance to start laying into the current World Heavyweight Champ. Which he does. A lot. COACH Good, beat each other senseless. Makes it easier for Landon to win it all! COLE Todd probably thinking about the Milan Spectacular as he lays into the World Champion! The crowd doesn’t know how to react as Todd elbows PRL in the corner several times. He then goes to punches in bunches on Tha Puerto Rican. COLE And I am sure that this is what Todd wanted all along. PRL and himself, one-on-one! COACH Once again, thank God for Landon "La Cucaracha" Maddix! Cortez switches between punches and kicks, worrying the sold out crowd. Megan Skye can only watch as Todd grabs Puerto and takes him into the ropes. Todd grabs Puerto’s left hand and gives him an Irish whip into the opposite ropes. PRL charges forward, bounces off of the opposite ropes, and then charges forward. Cortez puts his head down, so PRL stops in his tracks, grabs Todd by his head, and simply slams his face into the mat HARD to the crowd’s delight! COLE And PRL is now on offence! Tha Puerto Rican throws up a "Killa B" for his fans, and then waits for Todd to get up. When he does, Tha Puerto Rican strikes with a Rock-style punch to the temple! Todd Cortez staggers due to the punch, resting on the ropes. So, Tha Puerto Rican grabs The Urban Legend by his left hand and whips him into the opposite ropes. Todd bounces off of the ropes, Tha Puerto Rican goes for a clothesline, Todd Cortez ducks the clothesline, charges forward, bounces off of the opposite ropes, charges forward again, and jumps up, hitting PRL with a flying shoulderblock! COLE Flying shoulderblock from The Urban Legend! COACH Big whoop. Cortez quickly gets right back up and grabs P.R. by his left hand. He whips PRL into the ropes--PRL reverses, Cortez bounces off of the ropes--bumping into Landon Maddix just as he gets onto the ring apron! COACH LANDON! Landon’s fall distracts Cortez…giving PRL just enough time to charge forward and clothesline Cortez over the top rope and onto the floor! COLE Todd Cortez joining his ‘leader’ on the outside! COACH Landon as the leader and Todd as the lackey. The way it should be! COLE Oh come on! The leader of Cucaracha Internacional doesn’t seem to care that Todd is in his stable as he picks up his on again/off again ally and starts hitting him with forearm shots to the face on the outside! Landon gets Todd good and dazed before grabbing Todd by his left hand and whipping him into the nearest STEEL ring steps! Todd hits the ring steps with both of his knees, going up and OVER the ring steps onto the protective mats on the outside! COLE Tha Puerto Rican threw Todd Cortez over the top rope where Landon Maddix was waiting! COACH It’s moves like that that made Landon Maddix OAOAST World Heavyweight Champion in the first place! COLE Yeah, sneaking in and taking advantage of other people’s work! COACH That’s not what I meant. COLE It was Coach. You know it was. Landon chuckles at Todd as he lays on the ground holding both of his knees in pain. He mouths off to him as he climbs the ropes to get back into the ring. COLE BOTH knees were driven into the STEEL steps! COACH Good. Now all the ref has to do is count to 10 and Todd is eliminated from this match! COLE This is one fall to a finish, Coach! COACH D’oh! Landon continues mouthing off to Todd as he stands up tall on the ring apron. Little does he know that Tha Puerto Rican is up and walking towards him in the ring. He finally does notice when PRL grabs him by the hair and pulls him over the top ring rope and onto the mat! Megan shrieks in terror watching this! COACH OH NO! COLE Well, Landon is back in the ring at least! COACH Shut up! This is not funny! Landon holds his back in pain as he gets up. Once he does, Tha Puerto Rican nails him with a Rock-style punch to the temple. PRL grabs Landon by his left hand and gives him an Irish whip into the ropes--NO!--Landon reverses, holds onto PR’s left hand, PRL goes for a clothesline, Landon ducks, grabs PRL from behind, and lifts him up for a back suplex! COACH YES! Maddix is on his left knee and catching his breath. PRL lies on the mat flat on his back, already breathing hard. The crowd boos loudly. Despite this, Megan screams out words of encouragement to Landon, applauding her man for his back suplex. COLE Landon with a back suplex on Tha Puerto Rican. These two have grown to know each other over the past 12 months! COACH Except not in a good way. Maddix gets up, takes a deep breath, and then goes over to Tha Puerto Rican and starts stomping on him. COLE Landon Maddix and Tha Puerto Rican are once again going at it. Remember, these two men have duked it out in the past. The Badd Boy Of The OAOAST and The Saviour Of The OAOAST have traded victories several times. COACH And like always, it will be Landon who will come out victorious here tonight! COLE A Triple Threat Match plays out a little bit differently than a regular one-on-one match, Coach. COACH But who has defeated Tha Puerto Rican in more Triple Threat Matches than anybody else? I rest my case. COLE Touché. P.R. tries to rest in a turnbuckle corner, only to get stomped in the stomach some more by Maddix! COLE The former Champ going to work on the current Champ. The belt went from Landon to Stephen Joseph Popick to Tha Puerto Rican! COACH Eh. 2 out of 3 ain’t bad. Landon continues stomping on Tha Puerto Rican’s stomach, and then chokes PRL with his right foot. Maddix uses the bottom ring rope for leverage. "COME ON! BREAK IT UP! ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIV--" Landon lets go at the count of 4. He glares angrily at Earl Hebner as he backs away from Tha Puerto Rican. The People’s Champion gasps for air on the bottom turnbuckle pad. COLE Landon in control of Tha Puerto Rican. COACH What else is new? Megan Skye has a smile on her gorgeous face as she watches Landon walk with a swagger over to Tha Puerto Rican. Maddix shoves PRL into the turnbuckle. *CHOP!* "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" *CHOP!* "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" *CHOP!* "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" COLE Hard Ric Flair-like knife-edged chops from Landon Maddix! COACH It is better to steal from Ric Flair than The Rock, in my opinion. *CHOP!* "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" LANDON MADDIX WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! HA! HA! HA! THA PUERTO RICAN GRABS LANDON AND SHOVES HIM INTO THE TURNBUCKLE! *CHOP!* "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" *CHOP!* "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" *CHOP!* "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" *CHOP!* "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" COACH He’s stealing from Ric Flair now, huh? Great. Tha Puerto Rican whips Landon into the opposite turnbuckle. PRL then charges forward, jumps up, and nails Landon with a Stinger Splash! COACH And now he’s stealing from Sting too!? Just keep the lawsuits coming there, P.R.! COLE Will you stop!? Tha Puerto Rican grabs Landon by his left hand, and then whips him into the opposite ropes--Landon reverses--PRL bounces off of the ropes, Landon jumps up and snaps PRL down onto the mat with a Hurri-Lanrana! COLE Hurri-Lanrana! A trademark Landon Maddix move delivered to the World Heavyweight Champion! COACH Beautifully executed! Maddix gets up and outstretches his arms, drawing more boos from the crowd. Landon still has a cocky smile on his face anyway. "LAN-DON SUCKS!" "LAN-DON SUCKS!" "LAN-DON SUCKS!" "LAN-DON SUCKS!" COLE This crowd in the Pepsi Arena REALLY laying it into Landon tonight. COACH So? Megan Skye is the only person, male or female, applauding Landon "La Cucaracha" Maddix in the entire arena. The leader of Cucaracha Internacional taunts the former leader of The Lightning Crew telling him, "I’ve got you now punk!" Maddix walks with a swagger over to Tha Puerto Rican and picks him up. He taunts the crowd while doing so. Landon then grabs Tha Puerto Rican by his head and runs with him towards the ropes. Once there, Landon leaps over the top ring rope and onto the floor while still holding onto PRL’s head. This causes PRL’s throat to meet the top ring rope, and as a result, PRL snaps back off of the top ring rope and onto the mat, back-first! COLE Shades of the legendary "Macho Man" Randy Savage right there! COACH Who is also better than The Rock. Maddix taunts the fans at ringside. The crowd is getting hot, rooting for Tha Puerto Rican to get back into the match. Landon slides back into the ring underneath the bottom rope. He picks Tha Puerto Rican up. Landon grabs PRL by his left hand and whips him into the ropes--NO!--PRL reverses, kicks Landon in the gut, pulls him in, cradles him up, and delivers a DDT on La Cucaracha! The crowd cheers! COLE Cradle DDT! PRL with the Esto Daño De La Cogida De La Voluntad! COACH In whatever language, it STILL hurts! COLE Exactly. Tha Puerto Rican covers Landon "La Cucaracha" Maddix. He hooks Maddix’s left leg. Earl Hebner counts. COLE Is this it? 1... 2... 3! LEFT SHOULDER UP!!! COLE And Maddix got the shoulder up just in the nick of time! Maddix immediately rolls out of the ring underneath the bottom rope. He rests on the ring apron, catching his breath, and then slowly walks around the ringside area. Megan stands on the other side of the ring and watches Landon with concern on her face. PRL rolls out of the ring underneath the bottom rope himself and walks after the groggy Landon Maddix. The P.R. Menace grabs Landon by his hair and slams his face onto the top ring step! COACH AAH! PRL then grabs Landon and whips him into the barricade--Landon reverses, and PRL hits the barricade back-first HARD! PRL staggers forward, right into a clothesline from Landon Maddix! Landon staggers forward, right into a clothesline from Todd Cortez! COLE And Todd Cortez is back up on his feet! COACH Rats! Todd points a menacing finger at Landon, who is lying flat on his back on the protective mats. Earl Hebner tries to get Cortez back into the ring, but Cortez lunges after the referee, and the ref stops bothering him. COLE Todd Cortez is standing tall! Both of his opponents are in pain! He has his pick of the litter! Who is he going to choose to attack now? Who is he going to select to punish next? COACH Please be P.R. Please be P.R.! Cortez goes after Landon, but then sees PRL lying on the ground face-down, so he decides to go after him instead. COLE Cortez going after the OAOAST World Heavyweight Champion, looking for *his* first OAOAST World Heavyweight Championship here tonight at School’s Out! Todd Cortez grabs Tha Puerto Rican and places him against a barricade. He knees the World Champ in the stomach several times! He then switches to punching PRL in the face! COLE Could Todd possibly become World Heavyweight Champion by pinning the current World Heavyweight Champion or making him submit? COACH Not if Landon has anything to say about it! A few more right hands from Todd Cortez daze Tha Puerto Rican! Todd then grabs Tha Puerto Rican and then throws him into the ring underneath the bottom rope. Cortez then enters the ring himself underneath the bottom rope and then stomps Tha Puerto Rican in the back of his head! COLE Todd Cortez not stopping his attack on Tha Puerto Rican! He’s been dying to become World Heavyweight Champion ever since he came to the OAOAST, and that desire has only gotten stronger ever since he broke free from Landon Maddix! COACH And then came back to him like a good little lackey is supposed to. COLE Not by choice, may I remind you. COACH Deep down he always wanted to. I just know it! COLE Oh come on. Todd picks Tha Puerto Rican up. He takes him over to a turnbuckle corner where he proceeds to slam PRL’s head onto the top turnbuckle pad! The crowd is torn on who to cheer for. Todd punches PRL in the face with right jabs in the turnbuckle corner, further weakening the Latin Lion. He kicks PRL in the stomach a few times. Then he goes back to punching PRL. "P.R.!" "P.R.!" "P.R.!" "P.R.!" COLE Both Todd Cortez and Tha Puerto Rican are fan favorites, but it looks like Tha Puerto Rican is the guy that the fans want to win this match right about now! COACH Fair-weather fans. Todd is not paying attention to the fans, instead continuing to beat up Tha Puerto Rican with punches and kicks. He punches PRL again and again. Todd Cortez goes for a punch--BLOCKED! PR fires with a Rock-style punch to the temple! He then hits Cortez with ANOTHER Rock-style punch to the temple! And another! And another! And another! The punches take PRL and Cortez away from the turnbuckle and into the center of the ring! The Rock punches daze and confuse The Urban Legend! PRL runs backwards into the ropes, bounces off of the ropes, charges forward RIGHT INTO A CROTCH-DROPPAH~! COLE Crotch-Droppah on Tha Puerto Rican from Todd Cortez! COACH There goes the chances of any offspring from Tha Puerto Rican (thank goodness). As PRL jumps up and down holding his crotch, Todd Cortez follows up the Crotch-Droppah with a STO! COLE And then the STO! STO on Tha Puerto Rican! Cortez goes for the cover. Earl Hebner counts. 1... 2... RIGHT SHOULDER UP!!! COACH Good. Landon still has a chance. Cortez slaps the mat in frustration. Then, from out of the corner of his eye, Todd Cortez sees Landon Maddix get up onto the ring apron. Seeing this, Cortez stands up, charges forward, and knocks Maddix off of the ring apron and onto the floor! COACH Not again! COLE Down goes Landon! The crowd cheers! Todd sneers at Landon, who is lying on the ramp in pain. Todd mouths off to him, and then turns around… Tha Puerto Rican grabs "Urban Legend" Todd Cortez by his neck! Tha Puerto Rican lifts "Urban Legend" Todd Cortez up! Tha Puerto Rican gives "Urban Legend" Todd Cortez a SITOUT CHOKESLAM BOMB~!!! COACH YO~! COLE Oh my! Did I--Did I just see that!? Did Tha Puerto Rican just give Todd Cortez…the Urban Assault!? COACH He did! He did! He did the Urban Assault on The Urban Legend! Now PRL is stealing moves from the guys he’s wrestling! COLE Tha Puerto Rican pulling a page out of Todd Cortez’s playbook with the Urban Assault! COACH He’s stealing! Just say it, Michael! PRL takes a moment to catch his breath after doing the Urban Assault. The crowd is going nuts! PRL then walks on over and makes the cover, hooking Cortez’s left leg. Earl Hebner counts. 1! 2! COLE Will it be enough!? LANDON MADDIX BREAKS UP THE PIN!!!! COLE We’ll never know as Landon Maddix interrupted the count! COACH FINALLY…Landon Maddix…HAS COME BACK…TO THE MATCH! Landon Maddix starts stomping on Tha Puerto Rican! COLE All three men are back in the ring! The match continues, and who knows who will win!? COACH Come on Landon! Come on Landon! Maddix continues stomping on PRL. He then yells at the fans, drawing more jeers from the thousands in attendance. The former OAOAST World Heavyweight Champion picks Tha Puerto Rican up. The crowd roots for PRL to come back into the match. Landon sneers at the crowd. He looks at Megan, who motions for him to continue his attack. Landon nods his head and smiles. Maddix taunts Tha Puerto Rican and then punches him in the face several times. PRL is now on spaghetti legs. As a "P.R.!" chant starts up again, Landon taunts PRL some more, smiles evilly, laughs manically, and then runs backwards into the ropes, bounces off of the ropes, charges forward…Tha Puerto Rican scoops Landon Maddix up onto his shoulders! COLE He could be going for a Samoan Drop here! However, Tha Puerto Rican holds onto Landon. He walks around the ring with Landon on his shoulders in a fireman’s carry position. COACH WHAT THE HELL IS THIS CRAP!? Tha Puerto Rican has a sly smile on his face as he parades Landon around the ring on his shoulders. Megan is confused about why PRL is doing this. COLE You don’t think… COACH No way. Landon struggles to escape, but is unable to. Instead, Tha Puerto Rican nods his head, smiles, and then throws Landon Maddix off of his shoulders…sending him right into his right knee! "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" COLE GO 2 SLEEP! COACH WHAT!? COLE GO 2 SLEEP ON LANDON MADDIX! COACH WHAT THE HELL!? The crowd (and Megan) are shocked by this! Landon lies on the mat covering his face in pain. Tha Puerto Rican throws up a "Killa B", and then drops down to his hands and knees. COACH HOW DARE HE STEAL LANDON MADDIX’S FINISHER! THAT IS A CRIME! THAT IS A CRIME! ARREST THAT MAN! ARREST THAT MAN! PRL covers Landon, hooking his left leg. COLE Is this it? Will PRL beat Landon Maddix with his own move!? COACH NO! 1... 2... 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NO! TODD CORTEZ STOPS THE PIN JUST IN THE NICK OF TIME!!!! COACH THANK YOU GOD! COLE Todd Cortez saving his stablemate right there! COACH Just like a good lackey should. Todd stomps on Tha Puerto Rican! He picks PRL up and punches him in the face a few times! Todd goes for a punch--BLOCKED! PRL fires off with a Rock-style punch to the temple! He does it a few more times! Punch, punch, punch, NOW KISS THAT LEFT~! Punch! Todd goes down! PRL then turns his attention back to Landon Maddix who is slowly starting to get up from the Go 2 Sleep. PRL helps Landon up. He punches Landon in the face a few times, and then whips him into the ropes--Landon reverses, Landon holds on. Landon "La Cucaracha" Maddix kicks Tha Puerto Rican in the stomach. Landon "La Cucaracha" Maddix grabs Tha Puerto Rican. Landon "La Cucaracha" Maddix applies a front facelock on Tha Puerto Rican. COLE What the--? Landon "La Cucaracha" Maddix grabs Tha Puerto Rican’s long red tights. Landon "La Cucaracha" Maddix looks at the crowd with an evil smile on his face. Landon "La Cucaracha" Maddix jumps up… Landon "La Cucaracha" Maddix jumps down DRILLING Tha Puerto Rican’s head onto the mat! COLE P.R. NIGHTMARE! COACH YES! YES! YES! P.R. NIGHTMARE! P.R. NIGHTMARE ON THA PUERTO RICAN! COLE A P.R. Nightmare from Landon Maddix on Tha Puerto Rican! COACH PAYBACK, PUERTO! PAYBACK! COLE Could this do it!? Could Landon Maddix become OAOAST World Heavyweight Champion again by using the OAOAST World Heavyweight Champion’s finishing move!? COACH YES! YES! YES! HA! HA! HA! HA! HA! Landon "La Cucaracha" Maddix covers Tha Puerto Rican, making sure to hook his left leg. 1... 2... 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NO! TODD CORTEZ STOPS THE PIN JUST IN THE NICK OF TIME!!!! COACH NOOOOOOOOOOOO! COLE Todd Cortez stopping the count after Landon Maddix used Tha Puerto Rican’s own P.R. Nightmare against The People’s Champion! COACH Well, turnabout’s fairplay! Tha Puerto Rican was using Landon Maddix’s Go 2 Sleep! He was getting what was coming to him! "Urban Legend" Todd Cortez grabs Landon "La Cucaracha" Maddix and takes him over to a turnbuckle corner where he proceeds to slam Landon’s face onto the top turnbuckle pad! He then starts punching him in the face repeatedly in the turnbuckle corner. COLE Landon Maddix and Todd Cortez, both men apart of Cucaracha Internacional, but they are not exactly the best of friends DESPITE being in the SAME group! COACH It’s jealousy. Pure and simple. COLE Yeah right. Cortez continues hitting Landon with right jabs to the face, weakening the self-proclaimed Saviour Of The OAOAST. The Urban Legend grabs Maddix by his long blonde locks and takes him into the ropes, where he proceeds to whip Landon into the opposite ropes--NO!--Landon reverses and kicks Todd right in the stomach! Landon then grabs Cortez and scoops him up onto his shoulders in a fireman’s carry position. The crowd groans. COLE Uh-oh. COACH OH YES! OH YES! OH YES! Todd quickly slips out of Landon’s grasp and lands back on his feet on the mat! He turns Landon around and kicks *him* right in the stomach! Cortez then grabs Landon and scoops him up onto his shoulders in a fireman’s carry position. The crowd cheers! COACH WHAT IS THIS!? Megan is panicking on the outside! The crowd is going nuts. Todd Cortez walks around the ring with Landon "La Cucaracha" Maddix on his shoulders struggling to escape. COLE Look at this! COACH NOT AGAIN! "Urban Legend" Todd Cortez has a look of RAGE~! on his face! He walks around the ring with Landon on his shoulders in a fireman’s carry position. COLE He could be going for it! COACH UGH! Landon continues struggling to escape, but is unable to. Instead, "Urban Legend" Todd Cortez nods his head, lets out a primal scream, and then throws Landon Maddix off of his shoulders…sending him right into his right knee! "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" COLE GO 2 SLEEP! ON LANDON MADDIX! AGAIN! COACH OH MY GOD! COLE GO 2 SLEEP ON LANDON MADDIX! THIS TIME FROM TODD CORTEZ! COACH IT’S NOT FAIR! The crowd (and Megan) are shocked by this! Landon lies on the mat covering his face in pain. Again. COLE First PRL, now Todd Cortez both giving Landon "La Cucaracha" Maddix the Go 2 Sleep! What the hell is this!? COACH THAT THUG! THAT MISCREANT! HE’S A LACKEY! HE’S A LACKEY! HE ALWAYS WAS AND HE ALWAYS WILL BE! COLE I guess Todd figured that if he can’t win with the Riot Act Plus, he might as well win using his ‘boss’ finishing move! COACH THAT THUG! I CAN’T BELIEVE WHAT I AM SEEING! "Urban Legend" Todd Cortez takes a deep breath. He then drops to his hands and knees and then crawls over to make the cover. Earl Hebner counts. Megan Skye is shaking her head "NO!" The crowd counts along. COACH NOT LIKE THIS! DON’T BEAT HIM THIS WAY! 1... 2... 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NO! THA PUERTO RICAN STOPS THE PIN JUST IN THE NICK OF TIME!!!! COLE And Tha Puerto Rican saving his Title right there! COACH Oh Thank you! Thank you P.R.! I will never say this again but thank you P.R.! Thank you P.R. for stopping the count! AH! Thank you! Some of the crowd is disappointed that that wasn’t the finish. PRL, Todd Cortez and Landon Maddix all lie on the mat. COACH How humiliating would that be? To lose thanks to your LACKEY using YOUR finishing manoeuvre!? A LACKEY for crying out loud! Not even a WRESTLER, but your LACKEY!? COLE Todd Cortez is the furthest thing from a lackey now and you know it! COACH It is who he really is. Why does he constantly keep on fighting it!? Landon "La Cucaracha" Maddix slowly rolls out of the ring underneath the bottom rope. Tha Puerto Rican and "Urban Legend" Todd Cortez slowly get up. Both men are sweating, breathing hard, and groggy now. Cortez grabs Tha Puerto Rican and goes for a punch--BLOCKED! Tha Puerto Rican hits "Urban Legend" Todd Cortez with a Rock-style punch to the temple! Another. And a third. Megan tends to Landon on the outside, while PRL sets Todd up in the ring. Pulling Todd into a standing headscissors, PRL elevates him up and over the back, trying to lock him in the Che Guevara Special. Cortez kicks his feet free though and escapes, pulling the World Champ down with a Backslide... 1... 2... Kickout by PRL, who instantly looks for a clothesline. Ducking the line, Todd gets PRL in a waistlock and looks for a German. Standing switch by Tha Puerto Rican, running Todd into the ropes and pulling him back with a roll-up... 1... 2... Kickout by Cortez. Tha Puerto Rican falls into the ropes but avoids going to the outside by grabbing the top rope. He quickly pulls himself back inside and again charges at Cortez with a clothesline... but Cortez has the same thing in mind and BOTH men connect with clotheslines at the same time! COLE Oh, both men go down! COACH Come on Landon, this is your chance! Landon is still down on the outside though and unable to capitalise. In the ring, both Cortez and PRL take advantage of the referee's count andstay down to the count of 5 before they begin to stir. Both start to climb to their feet at the same time. It's at this point where Megan finally gets Landon back up and revived. PRL and Cortez fight to their feet and instantly start fighting again, trading right hands. Maddix watches this and his face suddenly turns into a scowl as he fires up and slides back into the ring, fuming at having been hit with own finishing move twice in quick succession. He slides in, lets out a yell... and runs right into the right hand of Tha Puerto Rican! Away he staggers... into the right hand of Todd Cortez! Another punch from PRL! And another from Cortez! COLE Landon Maddix being turned into a human pinball here! Staggering from punch to punch, Landon is eventually hit so many times that he comes to a stop just trying to stay upright on his feet. Taking a look to each other, PRL and Cortez get the same idea at the same time and deliver stereo punches to La Cucaracha to knock him down! COLE PRL and Cortez doubling up, a little unconvential teamwork from two guys beating the hell out of each other only moments ago. COACH Which is completely unfair if you ask me. It's every man for himself, it's not supposed to happen like this! COLE If Landon had his way, it would have been two on one with him and Cortez doubling up on PRL. COACH Exactly! PRL and Cortez turn back to each other and resume their battle. PRL tries to catch Cortez napping by hooking under his armpit for the Latin Slam, but The Urban Legend elbows his way free. Grabbing the arm, Cortez then shoots Tha Puerto Rican off into a corner. Cortez follows in, but eats boot! With Cortez dazed, PRL runs the ropes and aims for The Urban Legend's head with a clothesline. Todd sees it coming and ducks underneath, only to wind up right in the path of Landon Maddix. With a boot, Landon sets Todd up for a DDT. Turning on his heels, PRL puts aside his miss and goes after Landon. But Maddix ducks the clothesline as well and grabs a hold of PRL while keeping a hold of Todd... *WHAM!* ...and falls back, delivering a DDT to Cortez and a Complete Shot to PRL at the same time!!! COACH BRILLIANT! COLE Maddix gets a two for the price of one'er, what a resourceful move! With both men down, Landon picks his poison and goes for the cover on Cortez to his left... 1... 2... NO! Landon immediately turns over on top of PRL! 1... 2... NO! Quickly climbing back up, Maddix stomps Cortez back down before running the ropes. Coming back, La Cucaracha springs up and delivers the double stomp to Cortez... and the back senton to PRL!! Not taking any chances, Landon then decides to cover BOTH men at the same time... 1... 2... DOUBLE KICKOUT! COLE Landon's going to struggle to keep two men down at the same time like that. COACH But he's keeping them down all the same. If PRL and Cortez want to turn this into handicap match, Landon'll take them both on at the same time, no problemo. COLE I think he'd be better served getting one of his two opponents isolated, personally. Back up, Landon heeds the advice as he picks up his stablemate Cortez and pitches him out of the ring. Dusting his hands with satisfaction, Landon then turns back to PRL... who is back up, surprising La Cucaracha with a double leg sweep and applying the SHARPSHOOTER!! "YYYYYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE SHARPSHOOTER! Landon's idea backfired! COACH Landon's idea!? It was YOUR idea! This is your fault! PRL sits back with the hold as the roar of the crowd intensifies. Landon writhes around in pain but simultaneously wags his fingers around, not giving up just yet. Nodding his head, PRL encourages him to go ahead and tap. "TAP!" "TAP!" "TAP!" "TAP!" In a panic, Megan resorts to desperate tactics and actually helps Cortez to his feet on the outside! Much as Todd doesn't appreciate the help, he does appreciate why his former girlfriend is doing so. And he brushes past her to slide into the ring, bundling into the World Champion from behind to break the hold up! Some boos sound out as PRL ends up underneath the bottom rope holding the back of his head. Relieved, Megan mouths the words "thank you, thank you" to Cortez... ...who responds by kneeling down on Landon's upper back and applying THE HOOK UP!!! "YYYYYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!" COACH WHAT THE- COLE Submission hold by Todd Cortez now! Megan's thanks suddenly turns to fury as Landon again squeals out in pain from the submission predicament. He's quickly saved by PRL though, as he runs over and delivers a boot to the side of Todd's head. Away rolls Todd, while PRL takes a rest against the ropes and Landon finally finds some relief from all the submissions. COLE These three men are putting it all out there in pursuit of the World Heavyweight Championship, here in your main event of School's Out 2008. And as in most triple threat matches, we're seeing the struggle to not only get one opponent down for a pinfall or submission, but to get the other out of the way for long enough so as not to break it up. Having gotten his breath back, Tha Puerto Rican goes back after Todd Cortez, picking him up and running him face-first into the turnbuckles! Down goes Todd in the corner. PRL delivers a couple of shaky leg kicks, then leaves Todd aside as he sees Landon getting back to his feet. The World Champion goes to pick him up, but Landon proves to be playing possum and springs up, hooking PR for the CUCARACHA CUTTE... NO! A shove in the back from PRL sends him into the ropes, caught on the way back and planted with a Spinebuster, dead centre of the ring, bringing the Albany crowd to it's feet! COACH No. Not this! Anything but this! COLE This capacity crowd can feel it! PRL removes his right elbow pad, spits on it, and throws it down onto Landon's face. He then does some weird hand signals before bouncing off the ropes, leaping over Landon, and then bounces off the opposite ropes... ...BEFORE GETTING MOWN DOWN WITH THE HOLLOW POOOOOOOOOOOIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNTT!!~!1!~!! "OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" COLE TODD CORTEZ FROM NOWHERE! We could have a new World Champion! As PRL ends up folded up over himself from the impact (Lol PUN!), Cortez first has to crawl over to where he landed, then push PRL over on his back before finally hooking the leg... 1... 2... 3- NO, LANDON RECOVERS TO MAKE THE SAVE!!! COLE No, so close! We were a half second away from crowning Todd Cortez as the World Heavyweight Champion! COACH That'll never happen, not so long as Landon has anything to say about it! With PRL out of the way, Maddix and Cortez renew their hostilities. Landon unloads with a series of forearm shots, until Todd catches him with a kick to the back of the knee. A kick to the thigh is followed by one to the chest and Landon goes down, rolling to his knees and offering the hand of friendship! COLE Gimme a break! Not falling for that one, Todd brings Landon up to his feet by the EARS! *SLAP!* "AAAAAAHHHHHH!" COLE Landon HATES those chops! And with that shrill scream of his, sitting about ten feet from the ring, so do I! *SLAP!* "AAAAAAHHHHHH!" In the middle of his latest shout, Landon finds the inner strength to go to the eyes on Cortez! Away staggers Todd, blinded, while Landon grimaces in pain and rubs at his beat red chest. Maddix then grabs Cortez for an irish whip. Reversal by Todd, but only to arms length as Landon reels him back in with a mule kick to the stomach. Reaching back, he hooks the head and runs for the turnbuckles, scaling the ropes one by one... but getting dumped over top before he can hit the Shiranui! Landing on his feet safely, Landon spins Cortez around and aims with a forearm. Underneath goes Todd, quickly turning around... ...and getting guided SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE RINGPOST!! "OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" COACH Smart thinking from Landon! COLE And now, look at him stalk Cortez, just waiting for him to turn around. As Todd peels his shoulder away from the cold steel, Landon watches him intently. His eyes narrow as Todd falls to one knee. Landon waves Todd to his feet, all issues of being stablemates cast aside now. As Cortez comes his way, he pulls him back by the waistband of pants and turns him around. A knee to the ribs doubles Cortez up, allowing the scowling Landon to pull him into a standing headscissors. COLE Wait a minute. COACH Oh yes, do it! COLE Is Landon going for the Riot Act Plus!? COACH Yes! The ultimate poetic justice! Landon pauses for a second with Cortez seemingly at his mercy, wiping the hair from his eyes. COLE After all the times Cortez has cost Landon World Titles, World Title opportunities, with this very move. Is this going to be the move that ends Todd Cortez's World Title aspirations!? After his hair is just right, Landon reaches down and hooks his arms around Cortez's waist, setting... ...but suddenly, Tha Puerto Rican darts out in front of Landon... *SMACK!* "YYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!" ...AND DECKS LA CUCARACHA WITH A SURPRISE SUPERKICK!!! COLE WHAM! LANDON IS OUT! COACH Damn, that would have been so perfect if not for PRL. Story of this whole damn year! As Landon hits the deck, Cortez finds his way back to his feet. But he walks right into the arms of Tha Puerto Rican, getting scooped up off his feet and dropped down right beside Landon with a Spinebuster! Popping back up, Tha Puerto Rican jumps over to Cortez's head... then takes a look to his right, noticing Landon down as well. He raises an eyebrow, as he removes his remaining elbowpad and throws it down to the canvas. He kicks Cortez's arm over his chest. Then, he kicks Landon's over his. COACH What? COLE On both of them!? Tha Puerto Rican takes a look around the crowd and does some weird hand signals before bouncing off the ropes. He leaps over Cortez, then leaps over Landon, before bouncing off the opposite ropes. Up and over Landon he goes again, coming to a stop between the perrenially feuding stablemates... ....AND DROPPING DOWN WITH BOTH ELBOWS!! "YYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" COLE DOUBLE Puerto Rico Elbows! PRL sits up, nursing his ribs, trying to decide who to cover first. COLE The World Champion has got his pick of the challengers here. COACH This is why they should have worked together. PRL eventually makes the cover, on Landon Maddix... 1... 2... MEGAN SKYE CLIMBS ONTO THE APRON!!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" COLE Oh come on! That would have been three! COACH Prove it. Standing up off of the cover, PRL throws his arms in frustration as the referee tries to get the steel chair weilding Megan off the apron and back to ringside. She drops the chair into the ring but continues to reminstrate with the ref. COLE Megan Skye just saved Landon from defeat, no doubt. COACH She'd better quit while she's ahead though. We know Tha Puerto Rican has no qualms about hitting women! Just ask Lindsay Gonzalez! COLE Well, she deserved it. COACH Wow. You heard him folks, 'she deserved it', the address to write in with your complaints is... Tha Puerto Rican walks over towards Megan, who stands her ground, keeping an eye over the ref's shoulder waiting for Landon to get back up. Unfortunately, it's not Landon getting up though. It's Todd Cortez. But although it's not who Megan wanted, he does read Megan's plan as he picks up the steel chair! COACH Yes! Go ahead, do it! COLE No disqualifications, Coach. COACH ...crap. Do it, then hit yourself in the head! COLE You realise they can't hear you, yes? COACH I don't care, I'm caught up in the moment! With the chair in hand, Cortez suddenly has what seems like second thoughts as he weighs up whether to hit PRL or not. Megan doesn't realise that though and jumps to the floor. PRL warns her to keep her nose out of the match from now on, before turning around, blissfully unaware of what awaits him... ...CHAIRSHOT... ...DUCKED!! COLE No, he misses! Dropping the chair, Cortez turns around and gets caught with a boot to the gut. Grabbing a front facelock, PRL sets Cortez up as he grabs onto Todd's pants ready to lift. COLE Here we go, P.R NIGHTMARE! COACH NO! Tha Puerto Rican gets a good grip on Cortez before he finally elevates him off the canvas... ...but as he does so, Landon Maddix sneaks into view. COLE Wait a second... With Cortez on the way up and a split second away from being driven into the canvas, Landon rushes over. PRL doesn't notice him coming until it's too late, and couldn't do much about him anyway with Todd in his arms. Jumping onto the World Champion's back, Landon elevates his knees up into the back... ...and as PRL delivers the P.R NIGHTMARE to Todd Cortez, as intended... ...instead of landing back-first on the canvas, HE LANDS ACROSS LANDON'S KNEES WITH THE LUNGBLOWER!!!!! "OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" COACH YES! Expert timing! COLE PRL got the P.R Nightmare, but Maddix hit the Lungblower on him at the same time! Cortez goes rolling away on impact, PRL going the other way with his back arched in pain. Eyes lighting up, Landon glances around and scrambles over to The Urban Legend while the Albany crowd jeer wildly. COLE Maddix, ever the opportunist, he's gonna steal this from right under PR's nose!! Cover by Landon... 1... 2... 3- NO, FOOT ON THE ROPES!!! "YYYYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE Oh man, Cortez BARELY got that foot out. Not sure if that was great ring positioning or just a lot of luck. COACH Obviously, the latter. Frustrated with his stablemate's resiliance, Landon picks Cortez up, far enough to dump him over the bottom rope to the arena floor with a satisfying thud. Landon then turns back to PRL, finding himself one on one with the World Champion now. COACH Now we're getting somewhere! COLE Landon has Cortez out of the way and PRL is hurt. La Cucaracha may be closing in on his second World Title... four if you count SWF gold! With PRL still nursing his back, Landon stands over him and tells the crowd it's over. They typically respond with boos. Smirking, Landon reaches down and grabs Tha Puerto Rican by the head. Humiliatingly, he slaps PRL across the face a couple of times, yelling "you wanna use my move, huh?" as he picks him back up to his feet. With a finger pointed in the face Maddix then gives Tha Puerto Rican some last words, before scooping him up onto his shoulders, into the fireman's carry! COACH Time for Tha Puerto Rican to Go 2 Sleep! Maddix turns away from the ropes, but his confident look turns to one of fear as he starts to feel PRL squirming around in an attempt to escape his clutches. Shaking his head, Landon refuses to let PR go. But the World Champion has his back against the wall and fires away with a succession of elbows to the side of the head! Three, four, five connect! Landon is wobbly... and he loses hold of PRL! COLE Not yet it's not! COACH Come on Landon, recover! Landing on his feet, Tha Puerto Rican grabs Maddix by the shoulder and spins him around... KICK! *WHAM!* CAPPA KILLA... ...NO!! Maddix pushes PRL away! Heading towards the turnbuckles, in the nick of time Tha Puerto Rican throws up his hands and blocks himself. He then turns around, fists clenched... *CRACK!* "OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" ...AND GETS LAID OUT WITH A CHAIRSHOT!!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" COLE Oh no, not like this! COACH You said it yourself, no disqualifications! COLE Yeah, but... NOT LIKE THIS! With a satisfied smile, Landon tosses the chair aside, dusts his hands and drops down with the cover... 1... 2... 3 NO, TWO, TWO!!! "YYYYYYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" COLE NO! THA PUERTO RICAN KICKS OUT! THIS ONE IS NOT OVER! COACH say wat? COLE PRL worked too damn long and too damn hard to lose the OAOAST World Championship like this, Coach! Landon cusses out the referee before storming back to his feet, grabbing the steel chair again. Angrily he slams it against the mat, before screaming at PRL to get back up again. Woozy, the World Champion blinks as he tries to focus his brain again after that mind scrambling chairshot. "P - R - L!" "P - R - L!" "P - R - L!" "P - R - L!" Mouthing off to PRL, Maddix slams the chair against the mat again. COACH He's teeing up. COLE One more shot and it could be lights out for Tha Puerto Rican! Slowly the World Champion stirs and starts to get to his feet. Out of the line of Landon's sight meanwhile, Todd Cortez is pulling himself up to the apron with similar troubles to Tha Puerto Rican. Landon's eyes are focused on PRL though and he waits, as PRL finally starts to get to his feet. COACH Here it comes! PRL's head is gonna fly further than that seventy yarder David Beckham scored this weekend! PRL staggers to his feet with the help of the ropes. Shaking out the cobwebs, he pushes himself off the ropes and Landon rears back... ...just as Todd Cortez leaps to the top rope and springboards towards him... *CRACK!* "OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" LANDON SPOTS CORTEZ OUT OF THE CORNER OF HIS EYE AND SWATS HIM OUT OF THE AIR WITH A CHAIRSHOT!!!!!! COACH Going, going, going... *CRACK!* BUT AS LANDON TURNS AROUND, PRL LEAPS UP AND KICKS THE CHAIR RIGHT BACK INTO HIS FACE!!!! "YYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE GONE!! VAN DAMINATOR!!! COACH AAHHHH! COLE Landon took his eye off the ball and it cost him dearly!! The Albany crowd goes wild as Maddix goes rolling right the way under the bottom rope and out of the ring, at the feet of a horrified Megan Skye. She kneels down and tries to revive her man. But it's clear, he is KTFO! Back in the ring meanwhile, PRL turns his attentions to Todd Cortez. Having taken the chair in the body on the way down and bounced his head off the mat on landing, he's holding virtually every part of his upperbody as he staggers back to his feet. Waiting on him, Tha Puerto Rican stoops down into a crouched position. COLE That leaves just Tha Puerto Rican and The Urban Legend! COACH Do something Megan! Cortez is dazed and walks right into PRL. A kick doubles him up, The World Champion hooking the head, hooking up the tights and lifting... *WHAM!* "YYYYEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"" COLE A SECOND P.R NIGHTMARE! Rolling Cortez's body over, PRL reaches back and hooks a leg, Megan only able to watch in despair with Landon still not moving... 1... 2... 3!!!!! "YYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" COLE THA PUERTO RICAN... IS STILL... CHAMPION! *DINGDINGDING!* PRL rolls off of Cortez and checks his own forehead for blood after the chairshot he took not too long ago. No sign of any, not that he'd care either way as his hand is raised in victory. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, your winner of the match... and STILL the OAOAST WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION... THA PPPPUUUUUEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRTTOOOOOOOO... RRRIIIIIIIIIIICCAAAAAAAAAAAAANN!!!! "YYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" COLE And what a match he had to survive to be so! COACH Ah, damn you Todd Cortez! I knew he'd screw this up for Landon! COLE You are so negative. Collecting the World Title belt, PRL scales the middle turnbuckle and raises the belt over his head in one arm with the Albany crowd on their feet to salute him. PRL smells the electricity, before stepping down and scaling a second set of turnbuckles. On the outside, a groggy Landon Maddix sits and looks up at PRL overhead, unable to believe what's happened. Taking a look down at him, Tha Puerto Rican smiles and Landon starts to throw a fit, before going groggy and having to be calmed down by Megan. COLE Tha Puerto Rican has survived his first test as OAOAST World Champion. One hell of a match from these three competitors and the road ahead may only get tougher for PRL, but he has proven he's a worthy World Champion tonight. As PRL comes off the turnbuckles he stops over Todd Cortez. Looking down at him for a few seconds, he then scales another setof turnbuckles while The Urban Legend is checked on by the referee. Landon is carted away by Megan meanwhile, looking on mournfully at the World Champion's celebrations in the ring. COLE This has been another rollercoaster Pay Per View ride here in Albany. Tha Puerto Rican has passed his first test as World Champion with flying colours. Our next Pay Per View extravaganza will be next month in Minneapolis for The Great Angle Bash! We'll see you first this Friday night, live on TSM on HeldDOWN~! From The Coach, I'm Michael Cole signing off from School's Out 2008 with Tha Puerto Rican... TOP OF THE CLASS! COACH Awful! Tha Puerto Rican continues to lap up his victory and parade the OAOAST World Heavyweight Title belt, as we... FADE OUT! Edited May 27, 2008 by Patty O'Green Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
