Tony149 0 Report post Posted July 5, 2008 (edited) THE FOLLOWING PROGRAM IS INTENDED FOR MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY PRESENTED IN HD We open with a rapid-fire hightlight package consisting of still photos and audio of last Sunday's Great Angle Bash event. Plus, OAOAST GM/President/Commissioner/Director of Authority/just about every figurehead title you can think of Josie Baker's announcement of the MITB tournament booked for this evening. Money, Money, Money, Money...MONEY... IN THE BANK TOURNAMENT at TNA and their "cute" title episodes. We're in for a surprise tonight, as immediately following the highlights of the Great Angle Bash, we skip right over the opening theme song and head into the arena. The crowd probably doesn't even realize they're now live on television at this point, as they're too distracted by their disdain for Nathaniel Black, who is in the ring with a microphone. BLACK I don't find it suprising that an American audience, fresh off celebrating your Independence Day, would respond so disrespectfully and crudely to someone such as myself. The crowd continues to boo, and Black pauses, not happy, yet also expectant of that reaction. BLACK I'm not one to play the nationality card, but perhaps if you Americans had some tact, some taste, and treated me as I deserve to be treated, we wouldn't be at an impass. If you people cared about the sacrifices I have made to have my career grow as it has, you wouldn't react this way. Instead, you show your true colors...not red, white and blue on this holiday weekend...and by the way, those are OUR colors...but green with envy, as you look at the greatest import to cross the ocean and land here in America, and in your precious OAOAST! If he thought that would help, he's dead wrong, as nothing but more booing follows Black's statement. BLACK I don't need to be beloved by you, but for a company whose main attraction bases everything on respect, there certainly is a lack of it around here. Maybe it's because of the company I keep, maybe it's because of my heritage, I really don't know...but what I do know is that right now, I'm out here to rectify that. I am making a stand against the OAOAST, and against YOU, Zack Malibu! NUCLEAR HEAT now, as Black has insulted America, the OAOAST, and now the most popular superstar in the company, so you can imagine how the fans are feeling. BLACK Zack, you and I aren't that familiar with each other, at least not until this past Sunday. To be quite honest, I was honored when I realized it would be you and I starting off the War Games match for our teams. You are the measuring stick around here, after all, and to receive the chance to take you on one on one, well, I was honored...and also quite surprised at what a pushover you are! Paging Nathaniel Black, there's a crowd that despises you on line 1. BLACK YOU are supposed to be the top talent? You're supposed to be the man who fought across the world, a former World Heavyweight Champion, HI-YAH Heavyweight Champion, Tag Team Champion, 24/7 Champion...the list goes on, Zack, we know your resume...but in FIVE MINUTES, before anyone else entered that cage, I felt it. I felt you weakening already. I knew that I was able to take you to your limit, that if the circumstances were any different, I could have defeated you on my own. Imagine that. The great Zack Malibu has been exposed, and he's not as invincible as he'd lead you to believe, people. Your hero, your Franchise, is a FRAUD! I won't discredit myself because let's face it, I'm the best British import to hit the States since the Dynamite Kid...but I expected a challenge, Zack! So now, Zack, I had my taste. I had five minutes with you to decide what step to take next...and despite the stitches in my head, the soreness in my bones, and the fact that your motley crew managed to walk away completely intact, I want it again. I want Zack Malibu in the ring, so I can show the world what a... CUE:"Getting Away With Murder". The crowd LEAPS to their feet, as the sound of the longtime anthem of the popular superstar booms over the PA. Black pauses and glares at the entrance ramp, where Malibu, in dress clothes and bandaged forehead as a result of War Games, appears. Zack starts making his way down to the ring, and within seconds, Nathaniel Black has his wish, as he and Zack Malibu are caught in a staredown! The crowd goes wild for this, and moments later Zack takes the microphone from Black in order to speak his piece. MALIBU Ask and ye shall receieve, Nathaniel Black, because here I am, in the ring with you! Black starts rolling his wrists and nodding his head, ready to fight. MALIBU Now most of you think I've come out here to offer a few witty lines to rebut your claims, take you up on your challenge, or maybe just flat out lay you out right here and now...but it's not going to be like that. See, I will admit to you firsthand, in front of the world, that you are one HELL of a talent. I will also admit that at the beginning of War Games this past Sunday, I experienced firsthand exactly what you were made of. You have all the skill in the world, you have talent that most could only dream of, but it's what you have *up here* that makes you your worst enemy! Black doesn't budge, and seems interested in where Zack is going with this. MALIBU You want to talk about people holding each other back? That seems to be the first method of attack that people use against me, but in my eyes, you should look to those who surround you, Nathaniel. Do you really think that you'll ever get a chance to showcase those talents to their fullest as long as you hang around with Landon Maddix? Do you think you'll ever be taken seriously in this business, as something more than just a henchman? James Blonde and Faqu took two steps backwards when they aligned with Landon, and you need to look no further than Todd Cortez to see how Landon treats his so-called friends. If you want to be a breakout star, Nathaniel, then you need to BREAK OUT and... Now Black snatches the mic from Zack, drawing a chorus of jeers. BLACK No, no no. I am not going to play this game with you, Zack. You don't need to worry about my circle of friends, and you're certainly not going to brainwash me. It's really simple, Zack. One plus one equals two. You and me, in a match, anytime, anywhere, so that I can prove to these people, to those wrestlers in the back, and to YOU that I AM BETTER THAN YOU! Zack, angered by the brashness of Black, steps back and motions for him to come on. The crowd support is fully in favor of Malibu, as he waits for Black to approach, ready to take him up on his offer to see who the best in the business truly is. BLACK Now wait just a second, Zack. Despite the fact that I know you have to play the role and look like you're ready to throw down, it's not going to happen tonight. Thunderous boos follow Black's announcement, as Zack remains in the ready position, waiting for Black to step up and back up his claims. BLACK I'm going to be nice about this one, Zackary. I'm going to give you time to think about what you're going to be getting into, to prepare yourself for your day of reckoning. We're not at 100 percent, you or I. I wouldn't be fair for me to take advantage of you tonight, in front of these people. As fitting as it would be for me to embarrass you this weekend in your homeland, I'm going to take the high road. I want you at your best, Zack. I want you to rest up another week, get back on your feet after what we just went through, and THEN, you'll find out firsthand just how badly I want...no, how badly I NEED to prove to you and all these sheep that follow you that my potential will not go untapped. One week, Zack, until you come face to face with your worst enemy...the future. Smiling a cocky smile is usually Zack's signature, but for now, Nathaniel Black uses the technique as he drops the mic at Zack's feet and walks past his rival. Before exiting the ring, Black holds up one finger...not the one you might be thinking of, but one to signify that in one week's time, these two will lock up one on one for the first time ever. As Black heads to the back, Zack steams in the ring, and we then close the scene as we fade out to our first commercial break. NEW AT OAOASTSHOP! Leon Rodez, Silky Smooth Apparrel Be Silky. Be Smooth. Be Whatever. Just Give Us Yo' Damn Money! 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Tony149 0 Report post Posted July 5, 2008 (edited) "YYEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!" LIVE! OKLAHOMA CITY, OK We return from break to the sight of 15,000+ screaming fans mugging for the camera and holding up signs. Then it's over to Michael Cole and The Coach seated at Sofa Central. COLE Coming off a hot Great Angle Bash, we opened the show with a sizzling confrontation between Zack Malibu and Nathaniel Black. The Franchise sticking up for America, the OAOAST and himself, Johnathan Coachman. COACH Whatever happened to free speech? The United States has an image problem, which Theodore Moneymaker is trying to change, by the way, and Zack Malibu did nothing to discredit the notion we're warmongers. But tonight we kick startthe Money in the Bank tournament to determine the #1 contender for the OAOAST Championship...which we believe is still held by Tha Puerto Rican...to go along with a HALF A MILLION DOLLAR cash prize put up by your friend and mine, Theodore Moneymaker! COLE You got a little something on your nose, Coach. COACH I do? The Coach wipes his nose. COLE No, it's still there. Coach wipes it again. COACH What about now? COLE Nope, still there. Third time the charm for Coach? COACH There? COLE I'm sorry. Your head is so far up Theodore Moneymaker's ass it's going to take more than a couple of wipes to get rid of that crap. COACH COLE COACH What do you say we just get the damn show started? COLE Sounds good to me. Here we go with our first Money in the Bank match! Renegade hits, and Reject walks through the curtains, with a focused look on his face as he walks down the aisle. BUFFER The following contest is a first-round Money in the Bank tournament match, scheduled for one fall! Making his way to the ring, representing the Deadly Alliance, and hailing from the Bronx, weighing in at 235 pounds...he is one half of the OAOAST World tag team champions...RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEEEEEEJEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECT!!!!! COLE And this should be a dandy right here, as Reject is set to take on Jamie O'Hara, who had a big night this past Sunday, winning the Land of Opportunity battle royal, then putting up a great effort against the U.S. Champion Colombian Heat immediately after! COACH Well, I don't know if even being fresh is going to benefit him in this match, Cole! Reject is on a roll right now, as is the entire Deadly Alliance! Reject stops to stare down a fan who made contact with him that he didn't appreciate, then climbs into the ring and poses on the ropes. He then stares down the aisle as Fix Up, Look Sharp hits, and Jamie O'Hara comes down the aisle, to a massive reaction from the crowd. BUFFER His opponent...from Birmingham, England, weighing in at 176 pounds..."THE BIRMINGHAM BAD BOY", JAMIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO'HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAA!!!!! COLE Warm reception as always for Jamie O'Hara, as Reject waits in the ring! O'Hara enters the ring, and acknowledges the fans, then the referee checks both men, and calls for the bell. *DING DING DING* Reject and O'Hara circle the ring, and tie up. Reject goes to a rear waistlock, but O'Hara quickly rolls to the mat, tossing Reject across the ring! COLE Nice escape of the rear waistlock right away by Jamie O'Hara! Reject slowly gets to his feet, and moves in for another tie-up, but delivers a kick to the gut. Reject whips O'Hara into the ropes, and goes for a clothesline, but O'Hara ducks, then takes down Reject with an armdrag! Reject gets to his feet and charges O'Hara, but is caught in a drop toehold! O'Hara then catches Reject with a dropkick, sending him over the top to the floor! COLE And early on, it's Jamie O'Hara the one on a roll, Coach! COACH It's still early, Cole. O'Hara's gonna get caught one of these times, and once Reject gets control, he's gonna take him down! Reject tries to catch his wind, but O'Hara follows him out. Reject runs around the ring, with O'Hara in hot pursuit, then rolls in the ring, quickly getting to his feet, then driving an elbow into O'Hara as he rolls through! COACH Haha! COLE Smart move by Reject, obviously playing possum with Jamie O'Hara there, luring him into that attack! Reject sets O'Hara up on the second rope, and plants a knee into his back, choking him on the rope, and breaking at the referee's four-count. Reject then runs to the ropes, and leaps onto O'Hara, still laying across the middle rope! Reject then poses for the crowd, to boos. COACH See, what did I tell you, Cole? O'Hara in big trouble here! Reject covers... 1... 2... Kickout! COLE But far from being out of it! Reject picks up O'Hara, and whips him into the ropes. Reject executes a leapfrog, then drops down for a reverse monkey flip, but O'Hara blocks with the ropes, and drops a fist onto Reject! COLE And that time it was Reject telegraphing the move! Reject gets to his feet, holding his face, and O'Hara springboards to the middle rope, then bounces back, catching Reject with a modified sleeper drop! Cover... 1... 2... Kickout! O'Hara then whips Reject into a corner, and charges, but Reject gets the foot up! COLE And this one going back and forth early! Reject tosses O'Hara to the outside, and follows him out, whipping him into the steel steps! COLE Wow, what impact into those steel steps by Jamie O'Hara! Reject climbs back inside and poses some more, once again to boos. He waits for O'Hara to get up to the apron, then snapmares him over the top rope. O'Hara rolls up to a sitting position, and Reject delivers a seated dropkick to the back, and covers... 1... 2... Kickout! Reject then jumps in the air, and comes down with a knee to the sternum! Cover... 1... 2... Kickout! Reject picks up O'Hara, and attempts to ram him into the buckle, but O'Hara blocks, and rams Reject in! COLE O'Hara starting to fight back once again! O'Hara climbs to the second rope in the corner, and delivers punches as the crowd counts along! 1!!! 2!!! 3!!! 4!!! 5!!! Reject shoves O'Hara off, then catches him with a back elbow as he charges back. He then whips O'Hara into the ropes, but O'Hara ducks a clothesline and catches him with a flying bodypress! 1... 2... Kickout! Reject gets up and attempts a clothesline, but O'Hara ducks, then hands Reject his foot, as he delivers a reverse spin kick! Cover... 1... 2... Kickout! O'Hara then hops onto Reject's shoulders from behind in attempt at an Inverted Hurricanrana, but Reject walks to the ropes, and dumps O'Hara backwards off his shoulders all the way to the floor! COLE/COACH Reject leans on the ropes, looking down on O'Hara and smiling. COACH What a fall O'Hara took right there, we could have a countout right here, Cole! However, Reject climbs to the top rope. COLE We could very well, but it looks like Reject wants to continue the punishment! Reject waits on O'Hara to slowly get to his feet, then comes down with a double axhandle! Reject gets to his feet just in time to catch a fan's beer in the face. COACH What hospitality on the part of these fans, offering up their cold drinks to cool Reject off! COLE I don't think that was a gesture of goodwill on the part of one of our fans right there. Reject rolls O'Hara back inside, then climbs to the top once again, and floors him with a MISSILE DROPKICK~! Cover... 1... 2... Kickout! COLE But Jamie O'Hara still not done fighting! Reject picks up O'Hara, grabbing him by the head, then running and jumping over the ropes to the floor, clotheslining him on the top rope! Reject slides back in and covers... 1... 2... NO! Kickout! Reject sets up O'Hara in the corner, and delivers a CHOP~! Crowd: WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~! And another! Crowd: WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~! But O'Hara fights back with a right hand! COLE Look at this! O'Hara delivers a couple more weak shots, before Reject delivers a knee to the midsection and follows up with a snap suplex! Cover... 1... 2... Kickout! Reject whips O'Hara into a corner, and charges, but O'Hara gets the foot up! O'Hara then delivers a foot to the gut, and hops to the second rope, delivering a BLOCKBUSTER~! COLE Oh, SNAP~! COACH Where is this guy getting it? Both men lay on the mat, as the referee counts... 1!!! 2!!! 3!!! 4!!! 5!!! 6!!! 7!!! 8!!! O'Hara sits up, then starts to get to his feet, as Reject pulls himself up using the ropes. Reject makes his way over to O'Hara, who blocks a right hand, and fires off one of his own, then starts delivering kicks, finishing up with a big jumping spin kick! Cover... 1... 2... Shoulder up! O'Hara runs to the ropes, catching Reject around the head, then spinning around and dropping him with a DDT! Cover... 1... 2... Shoulder up! COACH And now Reject showing some grit here! O'Hara drags Reject over to the corner, then sets him up, springing onto the ropes, and catching him with a MOONSAULT INVERTED DDT~! Cover... 1... 2... NO!!! Shoulder up! COLE Oh man, I thought that was it! O'Hara picks up Reject and whips him into the ropes, catching him in a tilt-a-whirl...but Reject spins through to his feet, then scoops up O'Hara, planting him with a TOMBSTONE~! COLE Tombstone piledriver, what a counter from Reject! Reject slowly gets to his feet, then puts his hands on his knees, as O'Hara gets to his feet. COACH Uh-oh, Reject's setting him up! Reject grabs O'Hara around the face, but O'Hara shoves him into the ropes, and delivers a kick to the midsection, then starts to set up a BLACK RUSSIAN LEGSWEEP, but as he grabs the arm of Reject, Reject brings it up and hooks him, dropping him with the EULOGY~!!!!!11111 in one fluid motion! COLE There it is, the Eulogy out of nowhere! Cover... 1... 2... 3!!! COACH YES~! COLE And Reject has advanced to the second round! BUFFER The winner of the match, advancing in the tournament...RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEEEEEEEJEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECT!!!!! COLE One half of the tag team champions scoring a big singles win here, despite the best efforts of Jamie O'Hara, and Reject will advance to the Quarterfinals of the Money in the Bank tournament! COACH Is there any stopping the Deadly Alliance right now, Cole? They're looking to possibly have three of the eight quarterfinalists in this tournament! COLE And one is already there officially, and it is Reject! We cut abruptly backstage to find Jade Rodez backstage, tapping away at her phone. Her care-free game of Solitaire is interrupted by Maggie Nerdly however. MAGGIE Jade. Hey, can we talk? JADE Um, okay. So, are we talking about D*LUX or Krista or... MAGGIE No no, no interviewsies! I mean talk talk. You know, like real people. Non interview people. Look, I'm probably gonna sound majorly parranoid here but to be honest I don't care. Please can you talk to Leon for me? Find out what's going on between him and Melody once and for all, you'll know when he lying and when he isn't. JADE I thought you guys were sorting all this out? MAGGIE We were! And we were supposed to be sorting out last week too, but guess where Leon ended up? Playing video-games with Melody and those other morons she's used her 'charms' on. Jade scrunches up her face. JADE Aren't two of those morons her brothers? MAGGIE Probably, how would I know? Point is, I didn't see Leon at all after War Games and I thought we were supposed to go out and do something. He called me up Monday morning, said he went out partying with Zack and Bo afterwards and stayed out all night. Spur of the moment thing apparantly. Everybody knows Zack and Bo don't like each other, you really think that's where he actually was? Cause I've got my doubts lemme tell ya. JADE Maggie, I really don't wanna get involved. MAGGIE Then pray tell, what exactly do you suggest I do to stop your uncle from running off with my sister? JADE Uh... you're asking me for relationship advice? MAGGIE In my defence I'm very desperate! Sighing, Jade stands up and pats Maggie on the arm. JADE If Lee's really not showing as much interest as he used to, it's probably because he's forgotten what he's got. So, I dunno, remind him of what he's missing. That oughta do it. (looks down at phone) Anyway, I've gotta run. Good luck! As Jade scuttles off Maggie is left to soak in her advice, mulling it over in her head... REJECT Well well, a welcoming party! ...just as Reject saunters through the curtains after his successful victory. Still sweating from his action under the hot lights Reject wipes some beads from his brow and flicks them to the ground. REJECT I guess you wanna know what I'm gonna do with that $500,000? Well, I can thi... MAGGIE No no, no interviewsies! I, uh... actually wanted to take you up on that offer you made. REJECT (smiles) Is that so. MAGGIE Yes? ...I mean Yes! Yes. Hardly able to believe his luck, the World Tag Team Champion eventually realises this is actually happening and isn't his imagination, so he takes Maggie's hand and waves off into the distance showing her way he wants to take her. Maggie barely seems to believe either, able to believe what she's done that is. But she goes with it and she and Reject walk off, Reject saying something about a "great place down the street" he knows as they disappear. BACK TO SOFA CENTRAL COLE COACH Dayyum! I knew I shoulda made that bathroom break! That could have been Da Coach walking through those curtains and into them arms! COLE Certainly some most interesting developments going on. I really don't know what to make of that. * COMMERCIAL * Edited July 6, 2008 by Tony149 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tony149 0 Report post Posted July 5, 2008 (edited) COLE Back from commercial, let's head to the ring! *DING DING* "King Kong" starts up, and out comes Faqu! Bandaged up on his forehead from Sunday's massacre in the cage, he has a constant scowl on his face. His eyes never leave the ring, as he stalks his way to battle... BUFFER From the Isle of Samoa, weighing in at 301 pounds... he is Cucaracha International's Samoan Wrecking Ball....FAAAAAAQUUUUUUUU! COACH You might be looking at the most dangerous man in this company and he's angry! He went through the cage on Sunday, he was shown to maybe not be invincible...and he's out to prove the myth wrong! BUFFER His opponent already in the ring, from West Lafayette, Indiana at a weight of 138 pounds...Cooper Riley! COLE Well, I want to congratulate young Cooper on showing enough heart to graduate beyond the OAOAST's training school and the dark matches before these shows...and I hope someone writes something nicer for him at his funeral! *DING DING* Faqu stands in mid-ring, just staring at his tiny foe. Cooper looks around at the crowd, clearly afraid of this monster. Finally, after a few moments that probably felt like forever, Cooper nuts up and throws a dropkick...and literally bounces off of him! Faqu didn't feel a thing! Cooper looks up at the monster from the ground and is confused and scared. He pops up, comes off of the ropes, and goes for a bodypress...and AGAIN just bounces off of the monster! Riley scoots away from the monster, clearly in disbelief! Faqu roars at his much smaller opponent, as Cooper decides to go to the top rope! COLE What's this kid doing? Cooper Riley launches himself off of the top rope, going for a flying hurricanrana...but Faqu catches him! The crowd reacts with just a sea of noise, wondering what's going to happen...he holds Riley up for a few seconds, then drops him on his neck and shoulders with a DISGUSTING powerbomb! Faqu screams wildly as he yanks the kid up easily by the hair, then shoves him into a corner. He Irish whips Riley so hard into the opposite corner that, upon impact, he bounces off and lands on his ass on the canvas. Faqu yells "SAMOAAAAAA!" and then hits his patented Running Ass! COACH Proof that you NEVER go ass to mouth! Faqu looks down on his prone opponent, then grabs him by the ankles. He yanks up on Riley's ankles so hard that he comes flying up in the air and gets dropped by another Faqu powerbomb! Faqu pulls Riley up, as the crowd screams from the shock of the impact of the powerbomb. Faqu shoves Cooper Riley into the corner, then slaps him in the face as hard as humanly possible! COLE He just made a gunshot noise with that man's face! Faqu follows up with a hard chop, then another slap! Chop, slap, chop, slap, chop, all with the same arm...then he delivers a slap to the face so hard that it busts up Riley's nose! The crowd's noise gets much quieter, almost as if they're in shock and awe from the violence. There's still a murmur though, as Faqu hooks Riley and tosses him out of the corner with a sick High Angle Side Suplex! Faqu gets up growling, as his opponent lays, almost lifeless. You can see a bloodstain forming on the canvas where Riley's nose is leaking blood. Faqu pulls up Riley by the hair, then sends him off with an Irish whip. Cooper Riley comes off of the ropes, then gets tossed straight up in the air, the obvious landing being for a Samoan drop...but the force of the throw sending him so high causes him to somehow end up coming upside down and as he lands on Faqu, he gets driven to the canvas on his head! COACH OH (bleep)! The crowd is now in complete silence, as they see the kid's face, covered in blood at this point from the nose dripping so much blood, and him just being driven on his head. Faqu's not done yet, as he pulls Riley up and hooks his arms behind the top rope to stand him up. Faqu postures back, then hits a Thrust Kick SO hard that you can hear a dull "THUD!" throughout this sold-out arena! COLE What the hell? Someone stop this! The impact of the blow sends Riley through the ropes, but he's laid out on the apron. Faqu stands in mid-ring, thinking that he's literally murdered this man, and screams in victory. All of a sudden...Cooper Riley starts crawling back in! COLE STAY DOWN, KID! STAY DOWN! He crawls slowly towards Faqu, who's too angry to be dumbfounded. Riley gets to Faqu and reaches up, trying to climb his opponent's body to assist himself to his feet. Faqu grabs Cooper's arm, then hooks him for Death by Samoan! But, he doesn't drop him with the piledriver. Instead, he backs up into a corner behind him, then runs across the ring while holding Riley up completely upside-down and avalanches his body in the corner! Faqu's so strong that the impact of the move doesn't break his grip. He carries Cooper Riley away from the corner, comes back to mid-ring with Cooper in the hold still, then drops him on his head with Death By Samoan! COVER! ONE! TWO! THREE! *DING DING* COACH ...mercifully... BUFFER Your winner....FAAAAAAAAAAQUUUUUU! COLE Pure destruction...this was insane! Faqu exits the ring, looking exactly the same as he came in. As he heads towards the locker room, officials and EMT's come rushing to the ring to assist his opponent. COACH Faqu is victorious..but I think he might have left a man dead while doing so. ************* ("Orange Crush" by R.E.M. starts up, as Sly Sommers heads to the ring. He's got a noticable limp and bruising around his left eye, with a bandage on his forehead.) *YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!* COLE This crowd is hot folks... COACH And for good reason: Sly Sommers lead his team to a successful War Games victory on Sunday, but not without its casualties. I think every single participant of the match who's shown up tonight is scarred and bruised! COLE Think of it this way: Sly was one of the WINNERS, and he looks like he just lost a fight! Sly walks to the ring with a microphone, soaking in the cheers from the crowd... COLE Let's quiet down, as Sly is prepared to give his big speech... SLY Wow...thanks. I'm serious...I needed to hear that. I didn't even know if I'd be getting out of bed this morning to come here...mostly because I couldn't feel my left arm! *giggles to himself* But seriously...Sunday night was a monumental occasion. Lives were changed in that cage. Boys became men and men became legends. Every single man in that match, regardless of how we feel about each other...we tore the mother up! I have to give thanks to big Bohemoth...the dude saved mine and Zack's asses and put his own on the line with that tackle through the cage. Maaaaan...the carnage was just insane! More importanly for me, not only did my team win...I got to kick that stinkin' smirk off of your face, James Cone! *YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!* SLY I busted out the School's Out and it felt great to watch you crumble to a heap! By the way...thanks Zack. *salutes to the camera* The only bad thing about Sunday night was that I didn't rip your head off and force-feed it to your partner, Faqu! That ties into what I'm out here for tonight. They wanted a victory speech and that was about as much as I can say about Sunday night because the violence speaks for itself. Let's look to the future...I see we have that huge Big Apple Spectacular coming up on July 24th and be for certain: if I'm going to be at that show, I'm going to do something monumental. James Cone...we conquered over your team on Sunday in the cage. But now, I want personal satisfaction. I'm out for blood, and I'm out for yours! I know you aren't here tonight, but be for certain: Thursday night, July 24th will be a special night. James Cone fans, set your DVR's and record the show because that will be the last time you will see Cone in this ring as an active participant! (Suddenly, an image comes up on the big screen. It's James Cone, live from his house, with bandages over his nose, bruised eyes, and a scar on his forehead.) CONE Hey Sly! Hey! Look at me! I knew you were going to say what you just said; I have sources. So, I requested the camera crew come out here and the OAOAST spend more money to get satellite time for MY rebuttal. It's real simple, man: you did NOT beat me on Sunday! Your team might have won, but I was not the loser in the fall and you were not the winner! According to my recollections, I've beaten you in singles competition and you've never beaten me! Plus, I called up to OAOAST Headquarters on Monday to get the rankings after the Bash and guess what? The matchmakers agree with me! I'm currently the number-five ranked contender for the World Title and you're number nine! This gives me the power to turn down any match with you, without punishment from the highers-up. *BOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!* CONE If we wrestle, I have to agree to it. I'm not going to, pal. You're yesterday's news. You hit me with that superkick, big deal! You couldn't even do it right! I've hit you with multiple superkicks and knocked your ass out...you missed my jaw completely and broke my nose! So the answer is no: The Big Apple Spectacular will go without a Sly Sommers/James Cone match, much like every other show in the OAOAST's distant future will! I'm done, answer given, cut me off! *Feed cuts* SLY Fine...I guess it means I have to use my little pea-brain to scheme something, because I guarentee you: we will be in this ring together one of these days, one-on-one, and I will HURT YOU! ("Orange Crush" starts back up, and Sly climbs out of the ring, heading to the back) COLE This is interesting...the whole point of that was a challenge, and James Cone already denied it! In any event, earlier this week at Krista Isadora Duncan's Beverly Hills compound, student filmmaker Molly Nerdly filmed the latest happenings in the life of the ever popular Duncan Girls. TAPED WEDNESDAY JULY 2ND KRISTA ISADORA DUNCAN'S HOME LOS ANGELES After Molly's fancy student grant provided helicopter flies over the Beverly Hills compound, our view switches to a slow stroll to Krista's modernist kitchen: Except there are people in here! Maya sits at the clear glass kitchen table tying her flowing blond hair into a ponytail. Her bright red soccer jersey reflects beautifully off the surrounding glass, making her seem the dominant figure in the shot. Adding to Maya's dominance is Jade's low key soft colored outfit of grey track pants and a white Love Generation babydoll shirt. Krista's oldest leans against the counter, listening with some curiosity to a voice message on the phone. JADE Maya, who's this Conway guy who keeps calling here asking for you? Maya doesn't even bother to pause from styling her hair, answering in the most casual way possible. MAYA Conway Gallagher. He loves me. MOLLY What middle schooler would not? MAYA Exactly. But I'm not at all interested. MOLLY My, what a wise young lady you are! You know what they say about a person with two first names, god only knows what awaits those who invest trust in someone with two last names. MAYA He's just not that interesting a guy. JADE What's wrong with him? MAYA He doesn't have a facebook for starters and enders. JADE So? That unbelievable comment, so lacking in its understanding of basic youth culture, finally causes Maya to stop working with her hair and turn to Jade in shock. Thanks to some fine cinematography from Molly, Maya's blond locks are given an angelic quality by the beams of sun that shine through the window. A+ for this internship! MAYA Its 2008, who doesn't have a Facebook? Wake up and log on, Conway! It takes like two seconds to make that thing, the only reason you wouldn't have it is because no one would friend you 'cause you have no friends. JADE That's not true. I don't have a facebook. MOLLY Yes, that's her point. JADE I have friends. MAYA Names. JADE Um, Leon. MAYA He's your brother...cousin...uncle? JADE Its hard, I know. MOLLY He most assuredly does not count. Family is barred from this discussion. Unless they're imaginary family. MAYA Why would you need to make up imaginary family members? You have eight sisters. MOLLY Spend some time with them, and you will truly know why. JADE Uh...Maggie is my friend. So is Melody. MAYA Melody is trying to nab Leon from Maggie, right? Jade jerks her head back as though she were the one being accused of girlfriend nabbing. JADE We don't really know that! MAYA Whatever! I wouldn't trust that girl. She plays dorky and innocent, but she knows exactly what she's doing. If Gossip Girl teaches us anything its that, your friends and family are only around to stab you in the back right before a two minute commercial break. JADE Back to Conway, I think you should give him a chance. MOLLY I do believe it would be in the boy's best interest if you stayed far away from him, before your mother castrates him. JADE Just because he doesn't have a facebook doesn't mean he's a bad guy or a loser. And if he is a loser, so what? Some of the coolest people I've ever met were losers. MOLLY And whom might they be? JADE Like..um..many proud graduates of loserdom..uh...just give him a chance! MAYA No chance, old woman, I am not hanging out with him, I am blocking his texts, and if he comes near me in the cafeteria he'll be spending fourth period pulling a tray full of taco salad out of his pants. I'd pay Molly's sister to hack his facebook but oh wait, he doesn't have one. JADE Old woman?! I'm only a couple years older than you. Maya laughs at Jade's incredulous response. MAYA Hey, are you still gonna drive me to soccer? JADE These old bones and this terrible arthritis makes it kind of hard to grip the steering wheel. But I'll try. Go on and get ready. Maya scurries out of the room to fetch her cleats, because only a disgusting slob would let their child wear cleats in the house. As she enters the room, she passes Alix, who gives a playful rub on the head, totally destroying Maya's carefully crafted ponytail/braid combo. Alix, in a Chris Pronger Ducks jersey, approaches with unusual caution, and her voice is an odd whisper. ALIX Hey, Jade, are we like cool and stuff? With Maya being exactly like Krista, Jade figures it'll be a good half hour before she can return her hair the way she wants, and so sits down with time to kill. JADE Uh, why wouldn't we be? ALIX I've been thinking, which isn't usually a good thing, that's how I wound up wanted in six South American countries and the head of the Hitler Youth. But you know, like, I kinda did a really mean thing you a few months ago. Like, its my fault you're here. I told Mackenzie you were Krista's kid, and I didn't know she'd tell Moneymaker, but she did and things just went, totally crazy. I was so mad at Krista, that I put you in a really crappy position, and I kind of ruined your life. JADE You didn't ruin my life! ALIX Yeah, but, like, if I hadn't said anything to Mackie about you being Krista's daughter, everything would still be nice and chill for you. JADE But it wouldn't be real. My life might be calmer if I never found out Krista was my mom, but it would be a lie. I love my grandparents in Grand Rapids, but I love my mom to. I love being with her. Its been hard, its been hectic, and its been a major adjustment for me, and I'm still having trouble with it. I feel like I have so much to live up to, and I don't know if I can actually do it. But, I wouldn't trade it for my old life. Not at all. Things may be hard to handle sometimes, but beneath it all, I'm happy with my mom and my sister. ALIX The way you found out, with, like, Moneymaker, that was soooo sucky, though. Like, I felt bad for you, and I still feel bad. JADE It was bad and it hurt for quite a while. But I'm glad that I know the truth. And you don't have anything to apologize for. I'm happy that you're back. ALIX So you don't wanna just up and slug me in the stomach? JADE Nope! ALIX Gnarly! Then I won't be needing this! Alix takes off her hockey jersey to reveal a bullet proof vest, which she discards with just as much thought as the hockey jersey. As Jade wonders what type of super strength Alix thinks she owns, the brunette makes an odd hand motion towards the window. JADE What was that hand motion for? ALIX Ohhhhhh nothin much! I just had some snipers strategically placed on the grounds to shoot you if you laid a hand on me. They're gone now! Gone back to their duty of making sure Terry doesn't rummage through the underwear drawers. Dude, like, I already know Shayne and Tyler are the official government sponsored panty inspectors around this house, who does he think he's fooling? JADE Um... Before Jade can inform Alix that “panty inspector” might be another term for “stalker”, Krista glides into the room. KRISTA Jade, honey, you're gonna take Maya to soccer practice, right? JADE Yes. I promised her I would. KRISTA Oh, honey, that's abfab! Do you know why I love having an older daughter? ALIX I dunno, so you can shove of your mommy duties on her, and load up with Mermosas and Valium and watch John and Kate Plus 8 on TLC all day. KRISTA Those kids are adorable, aren't they! ALIX Oh my god, I know! We should have one of our own. KRISTA I'm not sure I'm really ready for one of us to get pregnant... ALIX Pregnancy? What are ya talkin about? I just meant steal one of their kids! JADE Mom, I have something to tell you. Something very important. Very. KRISTA Ahhhh, here it is. The day every mother comes to dread with every fiber in her being. The day that you look at your daughter with eyes flooding with searing tears, mouth quivering, and you wonder, “where, god, where did I go wrong.” I did all the right things for her, I sent her to an all girls' school, I enrolled her in golf and tennis lessons, I compared cutting cucumbers to chopping off the penis of our oppressors, I cut her hair into a buzzcut and dressed her in flannel until she was 10, and yet my daughter is heterosexual! Here, Jade, here! (Krista grabs a blender off the counter) Put my bleeding heart into this Krista Isadora Duncan endorsed and designed Cusinart blender available at fine department stores across this great land, God Bless America, land of the free home of the brave. Put it in! Jade stands up and takes a deep breath, just stalling for time before she makes her large announcement. JADE I'm not a heterosexual. I mean, I am, but that's not important! What I want to say, is that I want to concentrate on becoming the OAOAST's women's champion. ALIX Wait wait wait a minute Mister Postrman! There's a women's championship? Like, for really real? Awww dude, I've been wrestling dudes like Logan, and Jock, who look like they oughta wear a helmet and a drool cup, when I could've been poppin bottles of Hennessy and gettin my freak on with Melody? Oh lawd, just stab a bitch with da truth!! KRISTA Yes, well, honey, as a Jew I'm very encouraged by your quest to obtain a valuable precious metal from a woman named after a country with a majority Muslim population. But, as your mother, I don't know... Jade looks disappointed with Krista's lack of enthusiasm. JADE You think its a bad idea. KRISTA Bad idea: casting Brandon Fraser in any role that isn't wearing a chicken suit in front of Rosco's Chicken and Waffles offering coupons for free buckets of drumsticks to passerbys. This isn't a bad idea...this is an idea. I have good paint, and I have a bad paint, I just don't know which one to paint this idea with! ALIX Ooooh oooh oooh, paint is epic! Its sooooo my favorite food. Oh my god, dudes, for real, where else can you find a low carb taste treat and a gateway to a universe where unicorns rule with an iron fist and man is hunted for sport and pleasure? KRISTA Jade, where was such a fantastic thought was born? When I took you to the WNBA game it was to see if you could hook up with Candace Parker on the downlow, not to get all Million Dollar Baby on me. JADE This is something I want to do. For you. When Grandmother..is it safe to call her that, she doesn't have spies here does she...when she talks about you, think of all the great stuff she can say. My daughter had her own television show, my daughter has wrote five New York Times Best Sellers, my daughter was on the cover of Vogue, my daughter was named the sexiest woman alive. I don't even think she knows what an OAOAST is but imagine if she did! What can you say about me? I slaughtered Leon at Children's Trivial Pursuit. Big deal, I read all the answers before hand and I spiked his drink. What can you say about me? KRISTA That I love you very much. JADE I want you to be able to say more. I can't act, so that's out. I can't sing. ALIX You can't do fitness videos, because ya got fatty-fat-fat thighs. You can't do runway modeling because ya got those fat thighs, and when you walk they kinda, like, rub together and make that super weird noise. Molly, how's it go? MOLLY Creeeek-creeeek-creeeeek. ALIX Naaah, its more like Sqqqqqueeeek-Sqqqqqueeeeek-Sqqqqqueeeeek. Do we have any fried chicken around? Just kind of rub the drum sticks together really fast, you'll get the sound! Molly must've gotten bored in the editing room, because cartoon smoke begins rising from Jade's head JADE We get the point. I have huge, enormous, greasy, blubbery, disgusting, Kentucky fried thighs! Mom all that's left is wrestling. I have to do this. KRISTA Jade, baby, maybe you don't understand because you're not a mom, but none of that matters. I love you because of who you are, not what you are. The only thing you have to do to make me proud is be you! ALIX And never have sex with a man. KRISTA Obviously. JADE I'm sorry, mom, but I've made up my mind. I want that title and I'm going after Malaysia. And you can't stop me. No, You could actually. Very easily to. Hopefully you won't! Edited July 7, 2008 by Patty O'Green Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tony149 0 Report post Posted July 5, 2008 (edited) OAOAST BACKTRACKER Flashing the RAWK~ hand signal, MARV and MEL sprint past screaming admirers and into the ring via stereo top rope moonsaults before melting hearts and panties by removing their bedazzled jackets. BUFFER And their opponents…! 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 To everyone’s surprise, but the CAE’s delight, THEODORE MONEYMAKER and CHRISTIAN WRIGHT appear onstage. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" MONEYMAKER Pardon me. Your attention please. It’s with deep regret that I must inform all of you Mr. Wright and yours truly ARE NOT their opponents. Don’t get me wrong. There’s nothing we’d rather do than send the Christ Air Express down a social class level, but with the threat of a democrat in the White House I don’t want them to be rewarded for sitting around their parents’ basement getting stoned all day. I want my tax dollars used to keep our great country safe, not to help a bunch of freeloaders! But if you’d rather collect unemployment crashing in 24/7 then it won’t be because you’re too lazy to find work…IT’S BECAUSE YOU CAN’T! BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Nonpoint’s cover of the Phil Collins classic “In the Air Tonight” is cued for CPA and… DETECTIVE BOSLEY!? COACH And the rich keep getting richer, Cole. MARV and MEL signal for ring announcer Michael Buffer to exit, then hurl themselves at CPA and Bosley, only to be caught and violently disregarded. CPA delivering a FRONT SPINEBUSTER TO MEL ON THE RAMP while Bosley DROPS MARV FACE-FIRST ONTO THE STEEL STEPS BELOW!! "OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH!!" Roundhouse kick and backhand judo chop stun MEL, who’s then shot off to the ropes and drilled by a SPRINGBOARD BACK ELBOW. A tag is made and CPA PRESS SLAMS MEL, following it up with a POWERSLAM! CPA and Bosley aren’t done having fun with MEL yet. CPA whips MEL into the ropes and tags Detective Bosley, who connects with a SLINGSHOT SHOULDERBLOCK. He lifts MEL to his feet and spikes him with the NYPD-DT! CPA posts MEL into the steel and shoves MARV down to the mat. Bosley quickly scoops him up and delivers an ATOMIC DROP as CPA connects with the GIGATON PUNCH! COACH You can stick a fork in MARV, Cole, he’s done. Out cold, the referee immediately calls for the bell. * DINGDINGDING * BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, here are your winners, the team of CPA and DETECTIVE TANGO BOSLEY! Tony Brannigan, interview stage, live. BRANNIGAN Alright, Oklahoma City, please join me in welcoming my guests this week, led by the Chief Executive Officer/Chairman of the Enterprise, THEODORE MONEYMAKER! They’ve been described as violators and instigators, and considering their actions this past Sunday night at the Great Angle Bash I tend to agree. Here are the dangerous duo of CPA and DETECTIVE TANGO BOSLEY! “BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!” I can feel it coming in the air tonight, oh Lord Showered by a chorus of boos, a giddy Billion Dollar Heir points CPA and Bosley to the podium where Tony Brannigan stands tall looking sharp in his navy blue OAOAST blazer. COLE As our colleague Tony Brannigan alluded to, CPA and his new partner Detective Tango Bosley were victorious in their first bout together, soundly defeating the Christ Air Express to open the seventh annual Great Angle Bash, which you can revive courtesy of the encore presentation all month long on your cable or satellite provider. COACH I’d recommend buying the encore just to see MARV and MEL be treated like human ping-pong balls. Before the interview begins CPA and Detective Bosley search Tony Brannigan for weapons. The OAOAST Original at first complies, albeit begrudgingly, then becomes defiant once Bosley goes low. BRANNIGAN Get your hands off me! I have rights! MONEYMAKER BRANNIGAN Theodore Moneymaker, get your goons under control or you’ll be doing this interview yourself. CPA and Bosley cool it at Moneymaker’s request. After taking a moment to regain his composure Brannigan continues. BRANNIGAN As those who tuned in live on pay-per-view for the seventh annual Great Angle Bash know, Teddy, the men standing at your side thoroughly dominated the Christ Air Express in one of the most impressive debuts I’ve seen in all my years in this great sport. But as seems to be the case whenever you’re associated, it’s not without controversy because the last time we saw Tango Bosley… BOSLEY Detective Tango Bosley! BRANNIGAN I beg your pardon. DETECTIVE Tango Bosley! The last we saw him it was apart of the OAOAST First Responders Unit as a member of Rescue 911 with EMT Tim Cash. And they operated under 3 basic principles, none of which -- if I may be so blunt -- apply to your Enterprise: serve the public’s trust, protect the innocent and uphold the law. Obviously that’s no longer the case for him to be aligned with yourself. MONEYMAKER I’m going to ignore that snide remark and just say you’re WRONG, Brannigan. That’s what drew me to the man in the first place. Anybody’s who been watching him closely the past couple of months couldn’t help but me impressed by his willingness to go above and beyond the call of duty in order to give his team a chance to win. It’s not his fault he got stuck with a partner who’d rather receive handouts than work hard to better himself. People like that always stay down where they belong, see: The Christ Air Express. Now that Bosley’s serving my trust, protecting my Enterprise, upholding the law in our favor and has a partner who’s willing put in the effort it takes to rise to the top, well, the sky’s the limit not just for them but my Enterprise. Imagine the possibilities. We have 3 legit tag team combinations to vie for the titles currently held by TK and Reject. Mackie wouldn’t want to step in the ring with Malaysia, but since we like her and Mr. Dick, they’re fine by us. CW, my right hand man, can easily obtain any title he desires and you bet your last $5 I could be World Champion next week if I wanted. Then again, do we even have a World Champion? It’s looking like Hulk Hogan and 1993 all over again. BRANNIGAN Am I correct to assume Detective Bosley is officially a member of the Enterprise? MONEYMAKER Bosley works for hire. He’s what I like to call a specialist. That’s why I’ve hired him to lead my newly formed VICE division. BRANNIGAN VICE? MONEYMAKER Violators, Instigators and Capital E-ffenders. BWAHAHAHA!! BRANNIGAN With all due respect to them, it sounds to me like their sole purpose is to eliminate whoever may stand in your path to achieving total domination of the OAOAST. MONEYMAKER You know what they say, Brannigan. A couple of bad apples spoil the whole bunch. We learned that all too well with Anglesault. It’s a problem you and everyone else won’t have to worry about with VICE around. MUWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! "YYEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!" CPA and Detective Bosley jump in front of Theodore Moneymaker as EMT TIM CASH steps onto the podium. EMT TIM I’m not here for morally bankrupt there; I’m here for the backstabber, Tango Bosley. “OOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!” BOSLEY EMT TIM What the hell, man?! You’ve gone and sold your soul to the devil in the smoking jacket? Why, man? We were well on our way. BOSLEY I don’t have to answer to you, you Brannigan, and you people. But the only thing we were well on our way to was the unemployment line had I not done some soul searching. CPA Shit, man. Let’s just start cracking heads. BOSLEY I like the way you think. Bosley whips out a TELESCOPIC BATON and whacks Tim’s knee! With Tim crumbled on the podium Bosley and CPA do a number on him. Bosley working his partner over with the baton as Theodore Moneymaker watches on, laughing his ass off. “BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!” OAOAST officials scramble out from the back to break things up, but the damage has been done. COLE Oh, man. What a wild night it’s been. Fans, we desperately need to take a break to restore order in the arena. JULY 21st, LIVE ONLY ON TSM ONE THURSDAY NIGHT THAT CAN'T BE HELDDOWN~! Edited July 7, 2008 by Tony149 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tony149 0 Report post Posted July 6, 2008 (edited) "THE C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-C-CORP-CORPORA-CORPORATION" "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" The opening to "No Chance In Hell" plays as smoke fills the entrance stage. Spanish Fly is shown on the AngleTron posing in front of a Mexican flag with the words "SPANISH FLY" shown next to him in big white blocky letters. The crescendo hits, and a HUGE burst of pyro explodes over the entrance stage. "No Chance In Hell" by Bradley Royds starts playing. *No chance (No chance) That’s what ya got! (Ha! Ha! Yeah.) We’re up against no machine too strong (Too strong) Pussy politicians buying souls for us are…PUPPETS! (Puppets!)* Out through the entrance way strides Spanish Fly with his arms raised overhead in early predictions of victory. Fly razzes out his tongue as he continues his walk to the ring, getting the unanimous thumbs down from the Oklahoma City crowd. Cuz you’ve got…NO CHANCE! (You’ve got no chance!) NO CHANCE IN HELL! You’ve got…NO CHANCE! (Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!) NO CHANCE IN HELL! You’ve got…NO CHANCE! (Got no chance!) NO CHANCE IN HELL! You’ve got…NO CHANCE! (Chance!) NO CHANCE IN HELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!* BUFFER The following contest is a first round match in the Money In The Bank Tournament. Introducing first... from Tijuana, Mexico. Standing 4-foot-11 and weighing in at one hundred, seventy five pounds... he is the SSPPAAAAAAANNIIIISSSSHHHHHHHH... FFFFFLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!! "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Fly slides into the ring and continues to look extremely confident. Parading around the ring, he scales the turnbuckles and raises his arms once more. Little Fly makes the belt motion around his waist with a big smile. COLE It's all about the World Title here tonight... and the $500,000 to go with it. So, I guess it's only partly about the World Title. And even then, it's only a contract for a title shot... help me out here Coach? COACH Who, me? COLE You're welcome. Spanish Fly has seen ups and downs since losing his mask late last year, but definately more downs than up ever since his loss in Ultimate X to PRL. PRL went on to win the World Title at AngleMania as a result and Spanish Fly has been left out in the cold after the disbanding of the Stephen Joseph Popick Corporation. He turned his back on his fans, on his best friend Colombian Heat and now he's got nobody. COACH ...when do you get to the positive part? COLE When Spanish Fly remembers how to win. COACH Harsh! Fly continues to antagonise the fans, before the crowd come to life as "Rock The Casbah" by Trust Company strikes up. Sweeping his purple and black robe through the entrance way is of course Leon Rodez, although not quite his usual jovial self. Sporting a fresh set of stitches on his forehead Leon makes his way to the ring with a little less outward energy than normal. BUFFER And his opponent! From Grand Rapids, Michigan... weighing two hundred, eighteen pounds. "THE GRAND RAPIDS GOLDEN CHILD"... ladies and gentlemen, he is "SILKY SMOOTH"... LLLLLLEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOONN... RRRRRRRROOOOOOODDEEEEEEEZZZZZZZZ!!!! "YYYYYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!" COLE Leon Rodez getting a great reaction here in Oklahoma! But I'm sure he's still feeling the effects of War Games less than a week removed. And he was dealt a real slice of bad luck in the way the brackets were drawn, to have to compete in the tournament here tonight so soon after that war at The Bash. COACH He's obviously not going to be at 100%. Which could be just the advantage Spanish Fly needs. It's clear now why Fly is so confident, waving Leon daringly into the ring, eager to get the match underway. Climbing the ring steps, Leon takes no chances with the jumpy Fly and whips off his robe before actually entering the ring itself. "LE - ON!" "LE - ON!" "LE - ON!" "LE - ON!" COACH Man, this must be what a Nerdly family reunion sounds like. *DINGDINGDING!* Despite the bell having run, Leon is more than happy to camp out on the apron until Spanish Fly has been moved back by the referee. Fly continues to try and get a jump on him as he tries to enter though. So giving up, Leon drops back to the floor to converse with some lucky fans in the front row about the latest episode of The Office: An American Workplace. COACH Speaking of Nerdlys, where do you suppose Maggie and Reject are right now? COLE I don't know and to be honest it's not something I'd like to dwell on. Finally Fly is back, allowing Leon to enter the ring. The crowd support amps up again as the two men circle. Leon tries to coax Fly into locking knuckles but the opponent has other ideas, jumping right at Leon and targetting the cut on his head with punches! Momentum takes both men back into the ropes and referee Charles Robinson calls a break, to Leon's sure relief. Fly smirks as he retreats, while Leon checks his cut hasn't been re-opened. COLE It doesn't take long for Fly's strategy to materialise. No doubt he was watching War Games very closely, knowing this match was around the corner. The Silky Smooth One gets his head straight and moves back in for the lock-up again. This time they do lock-up and Leon shows he's still got something left post-War Games by shoving Fly clear across the ring! "YYYEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" Fly sits up with a lock of shock, as a Silky Smooth SUPER POSEDOWN~! ensues! COLE Rodezamania is running wild, brother! COACH Oh brother. COLE And that ought to serve as a bit of a wake-up call for Spanish Fly. Suddenly Fly doesn't look quite so confident with the way things are going and is now asking for Leon to be backed up. And now it's Leon's turn to put on the pressure, chasing Fly around the ring and waving at him with an imaginary fly swatter, forcing Fly to bail out to the floor to call a timeout! Boos rain down as Fly stalls for time, leaving Leon to wave the imaginary swatter Robinson's way. The boos distract Fly though, allowing Leon to weave through the ropes and grab a hold of his greasy Mexican hair to pull him back onto the apron! Fly responds with a shoulder thrust through the ropes and launches to the top rope. Springboard... and nobody home, as Leon ducks and covers. Fly lands on his feet, but when he turns around Rodez is waiting with a bionic elbow to the top of the head. And another. And another. And another! And yet another! The repeated elbows leave Fly dazed, staggering around the ring and walking right around into an Inverted Atomic Drop. Off the ropes, Leon follows up with a diving clothesline in the middle of the ring before making the cover... 1... 2... No! Leon quickly sends Spanish Fly off the ropes, catching him on the rebound with a standing dropkick! Another cover... 1... 2... No! Another irish whip sends Fly into a corner. There he nestles as Rodez comes charging, throwing himself forward knees first... Fly moves out of the way though, forcing Leon to pull out before hitting the turnbuckles. Fly lies in wait and delivers a dropkick as Leon turns around, rocking him back into the corner. Fly then springs up again, this time attempting a monkey flip, which doesn't come off leaving him to smack the back of his head off the canvas. COACH No fair, he had the ropes! COLE A resourceful counter if you ask me. Fly gets bowled over with another clothesline as he gets back to his feet, forcing him to bail out to the floor once more. COLE Things not going Spanish Fly's way, but does Leon have enough left in the tank to take advantage? We'll find out when we come back! (COMMERCIAL BREAK) Back live after that short break and there's no chinlocks here! The action remains fast paced, with Fly on the run and avoiding shots from Leon. An elbow is ducked, as is a clothesline, Fly going up looking for a crossbody block but getting caught! Smiling, Leon gets an idea and starts to spin around, twirling Spanish Fly through the air in an attempt to throw off his equilibrium. Which works, a little too well, as he ends up dizzying himself and BOTH men collapse once Leon sets Fly down! COLE The pace quickening and becoming just a little sickening here on HeldDOWN~! Both men take a few seconds to stop the arena from spinning before getting back to their feet. Leon grabs a hold of Fly by the arm and sends him for the ride again. On the rebound, Fly goes low with a baseball slide though and escapes through Leon's legs. Confused by the evasive move, Leon finds himself a step behind as he turns around and gets caught in the jaw with a spinning heel kick from Fly! COACH Great move! COLE Fly using that great speed to his advantage finally. Cover by Fly... 1... 2... No! Rolling away to the ropes Leon tries to get himself some time to recover, but Fly is right on his tail. Fly stomps away at Leon against the ropes before hanging him up on the middle rope and choking away with all his 175 pounds of body weight. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Fly breaks before the referee can really reprimand him, running the ropes and coming back with a dropkick to the back of the unsuspecting Golden Rapids Golden Child! COACH Leon looks drained already here Michael. He's nowhere near 100%, Fly might never have a better chance than this to beat him. Bringing Leon away from the ropes, Fly drops a leg and makes the cover... 1... 2... No! COLE But Leon has still got plenty of heart. The crowd get behind Leon again as Fly delivers another quick legdrop. He then leaves the ring and heads up top. As Fly gets momentarily distracted on the way up jawing with the fans, it allows Leon to climb back to his feet, delivering a shot to the gut up top. And another. Leon then begins to climb up the turnbuckles with Fly, which can only lead to bad things for the little guy and forces him to go to the eyes. Back down to his feet falls Leon, allowing Fly to come off the top with a high crossbody block... 1... 2... Kickout! Rolling to his feet, Fly strikes with a back elbow to stun Leon, then hits the ropes. The Grand Rapids Golden Child swings and misses with a clothesline, Fly coming back off the ropes and throwing his body at Leon again. Wrapping the legs around the body, he pushes off the canvas in a wheelbarrow position, looking for the Rube Goldberg Bulldog... but Leon reverses it into a Blue Thunder Powerbomb out of nowhere!!! "OOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" COLE IT'S DA BOOM! 1... 2... NO!! Leon falls back drained at not getting the three count. COLE Narrow kickout from Fly after a great reversal of fortunes from Silky Smooth, Leon Rodez! COACH Yeah but what more does he have left? He can't rely on counters and reversals forever. Both men come back to their feet, with Leon leading the way for his opponent. He wearily scoops and slams Fly by the ropes before heading up top. The Oklahoma City crowd rise to their feet, sensing the end as Leon gives the signal for the 450, steadying himself on the top rope... ...BUT GETS CROTCHED BY FLY!!! "OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH!!" Groans echo out, none louder than Rodez's as he sits with the steel turnbuckle wedged between his legs. Relieved, Fly pulls Leon's legs back into the ring and onto the middle ropes. Fly then climbs up the ropes himself and gives his own signal for the end, as he leaps up and snares Leon off the top with a Super Hurricanrana!! Leon comes down hard and Fly comes down on top, quickly reaching back for a leg... COLE Could have him! 1... 2... KICKOUT! "YYYEEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHH!" And Fly ends up with a faceful of bottom turnbuckle for good measure. COLE Man, Fly almost upset the odds right there. COACH I think the odds are in Fly's favour if anything. I'm telling ya, Leon ain't right. COLE Well he can't be 100%, there's no way. Picking himself up, Fly scowls and stomps Leon in the back of the head a couple of times. Picking him back up, Fly then throws Leon face first into the turnbuckle. Fly delivers some more stomps, wearing Leon down in the corner. Irish whip is reversed though and it's Fly sent corner to corner. Rodez takes in a deep intake of oxygen before following after... but Fly has time to get both feet up into the chest! Down goes Leon, watched back to his feet by Fly who again throws himself into The Silky Smooth One's arms looking for the Rube Goldberg Bulldog... but again Leon has the counter, throwing Fly off... *CLANG* ...AND CAUSING HIM TO LAND CROTCHED ON THE MIDDLE TURNBUCKLE PAD!!! "OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" FLY Fly rocks back and forth on the turnbuckle with his eyes bulging out of the sockets like something out of a Hannah Barbara cartoon. COLE There's a move to change your outlook on life! COACH Oh, that was horrible. That must feel like riding a rhinoceros bareback! Even Leon feels Fly's pain after that negative landing, walking over and patting Fly on the back asking him sincerely or perhaps not so sincerely if he's okay. Leon even goes so far as to help peel the rigamortised legs of the Tijuana native off the turnbuckle and back into the ring. Advised by Leon, Fly checks both his little guys are still in place and gives a very sore thumbs up. Leon seems relieved for Fly and even waits until Fly has stopped doubling over... *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOOOO!" ...before chopping him in the chest. COACH Oh yeah, what a gentleman! Go back to your two sister girlfriends you greedy bastard! COLE Coach. COACH I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's just been a while since... COLE I know. I know. *SLAP!* "WHOOOOOOOO!" Leon fires another knifedge into Fly's chest, before whipping him across the ring again. Despite the crotch pain Fly manages to prevent hitting the turnbuckles this time and goes up and over out of the corner. He mistimes his jump though and gets caught over Leon's shoulder, Rodez trying to shift him down into the backpack position! Fly fights free of the stunner though and shocks Leon with a schoolboy... 1... 2... Kickout! COLE Fly almost steals it again with a quick roll-up! And look out here! On the way back up, Fly aims for Leon's head with a spinkick. Leon is able to duck the leg though, before connecting with a jab! A jab! A jab! A jab! Rodez turns, blowing the kiss, before turning back on his heels... *SMACK!* ...and turning Fly inside out with the enziguri! COLE MAMA SAID KNOCK YOU OUT! COACH No, come on Fly! Leg hooked... 1... 2... NO! Beginning to breath heavily again, Leon crouches, waiting for Fly to get back up. Looking dis-orientated Fly struggles to get his feet right, staggering into Leon's clutches for an Exploder Suplex... NO! Fly fights his way out with elbows to the side of the head. COACH See, you keep talking about Leon's big heart and I guess to love two women you've gotta have a big heart. But Spanish Fly has the heart of a lion! Waiting for Leon to turn back his way, Fly leaps up and looks for a Hurricanrana... CAUGHT! Leon blocks the 'rana and leaves Fly hanging despairingly. Slowly, Leon then overhooks the left leg, then overhooks the right before dropping to one knee and applying the Liontamer!! "YYYYYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!" COLE That lion heart is being tamed now though! COACH Oh no! Fly struggles for a second or two... *TAPTAPTAPTAP!* ...BUT INEVITABLY GIVES IT UP!!! "YYYEEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!" *DINGDINGDING!* Leon lets Fly go on the bell and slumps over to gain his breath before his hand is raised in a very popular victory. COLE Leon fights through fatigue and injury to advance, let's get the official word! BUFFER Your winner of the match, advancing in the Money In The Bank Tournament... "SILKY SMOOTH" LLLEEEEEOOOOONN RRRROOOOOOODDEEEEEEEZZZZZ!!! "YYYYYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!" COLE And that means that in the quarter finals, it will be Leon Rodez to take on Reject one on one. A first time ever one on one meeting. COACH Assuming we don't see Leon and Reject settle some certain other differences between now and then that is! Relieved to have come through victorious, Leon salutes the Oklahoma crowd for their support. Leon then collapses and waves for somebody to carry him to the back to save his legs the walk. Apparantly OAOAST popularity only stretches so far though and Leon is forced to leave on his own diminished power like everybody else. COLE So Leon advances on one step closer to $500,000 and a guaranteed World Title shot. We'll have more HeldDOWN~! when we come back! The reason DVRs were invented. Check local listings for time and date. Edited July 7, 2008 by King Cucaracha Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tony149 0 Report post Posted July 6, 2008 (edited) Getting backstage fresh from his match, Leon Rodez is greeted by Miss M. Nerdly. To his surprise, that 'M' doesn't stand for Maggie. And just as surprisingly perhaps, it doesn't stand for Melody either. No, out of the hundreds of possible names that fit the criteria, it's that of Molly Nerdly he bumps into. With her is Mackenzie DeCenzo and the two Enterprise women don't exactly seem like the people Leon wants to encounter. MACKENZIE You know, I never thought that Ned and Simon's version of To Catch A Predator would become a long-running series. But, this is the world of professional wrestling I suppose. LEON Excuse me? MACKENZIE We have some information you might be interested in. Isn't that right Molly? Molly, distracted with some internal repairs needed on her digital camera, just nods, not looking at Leon eye to eye. LEON You know, I doubt that somehow Mackenzie. MACKENZIE Don't speak too soon. You see, it seems you're not the only half of your relationship who's willing to have their cake and eat it. Molly here happened to be outside setting up come camera footage for a potential reality series documenting my life in the business world. I can't say too much for contractual reasons. But, imagine our surprise when Molly had to cut just as I was leaving my limousine, because wandering into the back of the footage were your precious girlfriend... well, one of them, the official one at least... arm in arm with of all people, Reject! Looking sceptical, Leon glances around him. LEON What is this? Some sort of scam, a set-up? MACKENZIE No scam, no set-up. Let's call it... 'reel talk'. We'll happily let the reel do the talking if you don't believe us. LEON Don't bother. You haven't got the best record for having an impartial view on things, so I'll take this all with a pinch of salt and talk to Maggie myself if it's all the same. Thanks for the 'tip-off' though. Much appreciated. Leon begins to head off, before coming to a stop. LEON Oh, by the way... don't worry about getting dumped by Alix. It happens to the best of us. MACKENZIE (through gritted teeth) Thank you. LEON She didn't by any chance do that thing with the camera hidden inside her... you know what, too personal. But, you know, if you ever want to compare stories and maybe or maybe not footage then you know where to find me. This time Leon does leave, to the relief of Mackenzie who has turned bright red with rage all of a sudden. MOLLY ...you know, if there was any footage, I could maybe... MACKENZIE Shut up. COACH Oh boy, some serious stuff about to go down. Leon's about to feel what it's like to get played! COLE This situation is nothing but unfortunate. I really hate to see this happen, to two people like Maggie and Leon. COACH Ah boo hoo. You watch them soap operas all day and when it happens in real life you get all mournful? This is the problem with having two relationships on the go, conducted on live TV! Sooner or later you're gonna get caught with your hand in, amongst other places, the cookie jar! COLE I really don't think that's what's happening, on either side of the equation. The OAOAST Event Tracker is Brought To You By Gillette-The Best a Man Can Get July 10th, 2008 - Birmingham, AL July 17th, 2008 - Nashville, TN July 24th, 2008 (Big Apple Spectacular) - New York! July 31st, 2008 - Richmond, VA Edited July 6, 2008 by Tony149 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tony149 0 Report post Posted July 6, 2008 (edited) ANGLESLAM ‘08 8 WEEKS AWAY We find ourselves back outside, in the parking lot, where Leon Rodez waits sat on the hood of his rental car with cellphone in hand. Leon tries but seems to be failing to put a call through and sighs as he puts the phone away again. Various passers-by drift past Leon with little acknowledgement. It's only when one passer-by in particular comes into view that he jumps up from the car. LEON MAGGIE! Caught not entirely by surprise Maggie stops in her tracks. LEON Hey, I've been looking all over for you. MAGGIE And why is that? LEON Well, because you're my girlfriend maybe? Listen, I'm about done here tonight, it's a Saturday night, Spanish Fly was no sweat so I'm still lookin' for the fight of my life. Do you fancy going out and dancing like she's never danced before? MAGGIE Well, I dunno. Don't you have anything better to be doing? Like playing video games, or listening to lame-ass songs from old movies to use in conversation to try and get me to laugh? LEON Not really, I already watched all the ones I brought with me. How about something to eat then? MAGGIE That's okay. I just went out and ate with a friend. Hope you don't mind. As Maggie continues to seem strangely distant but happy about it, she suddenly becomes less content when REJECT walks over and places his arm around her shoulder. REJECT Is this guy bothering you, babe? LEON So Mackenzie was telling the truth after all? MAGGIE It's not what it looks like. Or, maybe it is... how would that make you fee... REJECT It's EXACTLY what it looks like. Maggie turns her head to Reject with a 'WTF are you doing' scowl, which he dismisses with a smirk. REJECT Face it, she could do better. And now she has. Now, I suggest you quit harrassing the lady, before I make you quit. She's made her choice and she clearly she chose right. I mean let's face it, while you're off role-playing with your dork of 'just good friend', she's found a World Champion right before her very eyes. LEON I'm sorry, I was listening to a word of that, because I'm still trying to figure out what exactly's going on. MAGGIE We just went out for something to eat... REJECT And I have to tell you, this girl really knows how to whet a guy's appetite. I was ready for seconds within minutes, if you know what I mean. LEON Okay, innuendo, very good. First of all, how about you take your hand off my girlfriend's shoulder... Leon 'helps' Reject do just that... but the World Tag Team Champion takes exception and pops Leon in the mouth with a cheapshot right hand!! Letting out a scream Maggie scuttles out of the way, as Leon goes staggering down the parking lot with Reject in hot pursuit. Leon suddenly fires back with a right hand of his own and pretty soon the two are exchanging punches up against a parked car. COLE Oh my! We've got a fight in the parking lot! COACH I told you, serious stuff, hands in the cookie jar, all of that stuff. Reject slugs away at Leon, who responds by going to the body and backing Reject up against a wall, firing off uppercuts to the body. The two spill through the door from the parking lot into the backstage area itself, which is a much more crowded environment and has people dodging out of the way. Reject's button up white shirt gets ripped open as he rakes away at Leon's face to back him off. Back comes Leon though, the fight continuing on as shocked OAOAST workers look on. MAGGIE STOP IT! JUST STOP IT! Despite the lady's pleas, the fight continues... ...until suddenly, a Singapore cane comes flying into the picture, right onto the back of Leon's head! As Reject gets to his feet, Sandman9000 walks into the picture, revealing himself as the culprit! COLE Oh my God! Right on the back of Leon's head, Sandman9000 from out of nowhere with that kendo stick! Reject stomps away on the fallen Leon as Sandman stares upon the scene, until finally other OAOAST officials and lower-card wrestlers have the common sense to do something about it and break the fight up. Maggie comes rushing over and kneels down at Leon's side to check he's okay and to make sure Reject doesn't jump in again. Which seems to work, as Reject holds his hands up and allows himself to be shepherded off. Sandman9000 is a harder prospect and he gets in a couple of last kicks before the bodies move him off as well. Leon tries to get up and charge at Sandman, but is held back by a bevy of wrestlers, including D*LUX, who just arrived on the scene. Leon then sinks back down to the ground, holding his head, which has a gash as a result of the shot with the cane. COLE Man, Leon has been left laying here, by Sandman9000 and by Reject, who after tonight's first round matches we know will meet in four weeks' time in the Money In The Bank Tournament! And I'm sure Maggie Nerdly is regretting her misguided idea of making Leon jealous after what just happened. COACH You think that's all it was? I think she just jumped at the first chance to spend some quality time with Reject. COLE Oh yeah, because he seems like exactly the classy kinda guy who knows how to treat a woman. COACH Are you crazy? Bitches don't want class, they just want a real man, like the R-Man. Maggie continues to tend to Leon, as we fade to black. © 2008 OAOAST Entertainment All Rights Reserved. Edited July 6, 2008 by Tony149 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
