jzbadblood
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Christ, man. Can't you see what's happening? Can't you read between the lines?
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Post by jzbadblood on Aug 1, 2005 21:57:35 GMT -5
Jz is seen sitting in a dark room again.
Jz: Merc, every day..every second the time draws closer until you're buried for good. It's just a matter of waiting it out now. But don't worry about relaxing...you'll have plenty of time to rest when you're six feet under!
Jz laughs and the camera fades again.
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DQorDie
Bubba Ho-Tep
Believe in yourself & ROCK N ROLL!!!
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Post by DQorDie on Aug 1, 2005 23:24:34 GMT -5
The camera is on a now humbled Mean Gene Okerlund who is in front of the EWT logoMean Gene Okerlund: Hello wrestling fans. I am Mean Gene Okerlund & I am here to apologize for my actions before the Flex Magnificent-"Beastie Boy" Brian Stevens match. I do not condone the use of the "W" word & I'd like to say, "No hard feelings" to Mr. Stevens of which whom it was directed at. May you have a speedy recovery & be back in the ring in no time. Thank you. Gene is still looking at the camera & breaks out of characterMG: Oooh. Thank God that bulls**t is over. I couldn't stand another moment apologizing to that w****r. I can't believe the stuff they put me through....those a******s. Ugh. Camera Guy: *from off screen* Hey Einstein! The camera is still on. We're still live! MG: *gives shocked expression* Uuuuuuhhhhh. *EWT logo comes off it's hinges & falls to the floor as Mean Gene look down at it. He then looks back at the camera* Well ain' t that a b***h. Voice From Behind the Scenes: That's it! Get him out of here. He's fired!!! EWT Toughs take Mean Gene awayMG: Hey! I'm a legend! You can't do this to me!!! HEEEELP!!! Sean Mooney pops up & adjusts his bowtie & turns on his micSean Mooney: Well I guess "Mean" Gene Okerlund will not be back anytime soon. This is his permanent replacement, Sean Mooney, saying we'll be right back after we hear from these....little superstars. Fade to EWT Action Figure Commercial
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Post by DSR on Aug 1, 2005 23:35:03 GMT -5
*"Aboard the Leper Colony" by Kane Hodder plays, as DSR comes out to the ring, with the always lovely Sexy Translator by his side. The crowd boos DSR as always, shouting at him and calling him every name in the book. DSR just has a look of utter disgust on his face as he surveys the audience. DSR climbs into the ring and holds up his World Heavyweight Title. Sexy Translator hands DSR a mic.
DSR: ONCE AGAIN, I HAVE COME! To save this miserable show, to spike the ratings, to give you, our wonderful audience, something to react to!
Now, I'm not just here for your benefit, I'm also here to get a few things off my chest. First of all, I'd like to play something over here on the extravagant ToomiTron, the greatest of all Trons!
*Over on the ToomiTron:
DSR: I gave a promo just after that one, and to be honest, I would have responded to Destroyer's idle threats, but his promo was so BORING I completely blocked it out of my memory. Luckily, Sexy Translator showed me a replay of that promo, which allows me to say this, to you, Destroyer: You're one to talk about me betraying you, after all, when I won the Stable Titles, you and those other latchers-on decided to hightail it out of the EWT. You used MY talent to get yourselves some gold, only to walk out on me. So, pardon me, but F*** your trust. I would also like to point out that you claimed that Toomi Bischoff, who signs YOUR paychecks, has some sort of S & M fetish. Well, let me tell you that I decided to wear a mask. Toomi didn't make that decision for me. And any fetishes I'm involved in...well, that information is between me and Sexy Translator. And as far as my "emo band" goes, if I ever DID have an emo band, that band would be more charismatic, more talented, and just flat out BETTER than you!
Which brings me to the NUMBER ONE CONTENDER, Spaz. Good ol' Spaz claims he's a better wrestler than me. He also claims he's a better HUMAN BEING than me. Hmmm...I fail to see how that's true. After all, I come out here every week...and electrify this audience with stellar promos! And I leave them all breathless with my award winning matches!
*The crowd's boos are almost deafening.*
DSR: Listen to how much they love me! Meanwhile, Spaz, I've been put to sleep by your promos, and I've cried at how awful your matches are. And I know for a fact, that there isn't a single person here tonight that likes you either.
Pretty much the whole Crowd: SPAZ! SPAZ! SPAZ! SPAZ!
DSR: Alright, so maybe...<points to a random fat guy in the crowd> that guy likes you. But everyone else is looking forward to the enevitable conclusion to MY World Title Defense. Everyone else is looking forward to me beating YOUR ASS and retaining this belt. Because they all know that I am BETTER than you.
*DSR drops the mic and slides out of the ring. He goes over to the fat guy he pointed out.
DSR: Why'd you chant "Spaz" during my promo? Huh?!
Fat guy: Dude, Spaz is awesome! Everyone was chanting Spaz!
DSR: LIAR! F***ING LIAR!
*DSR beats the crap out of the fat guy. Sexy Translator kicks the fat guy while he's down. DSR and Sexy Translator then walk up the entryway, still disgusted at the worthless fans. End Scene.
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Limey
Unicron
It's been awhile.
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Post by Limey on Aug 2, 2005 3:40:37 GMT -5
*Limey is at a mall, outside of "Val's steroid Protein Powder Emporium." He walks in and goes straight for the counter. A large man is there.*
Limey: Are you "Val"?
Val: Yes. That's me.
Limey: Good. You're going to help me, then. A reliable source of two washed-up wresters and Ron Killings told me that you know something about a woman named "Carla". Tell me everything, and make it quick. My patience is VERY low.
Val: Kid, I get a lot of customers. You think I'd remember their names?
*Limey grabs the tie of Val, and pins it to the counter with a Bowie knife. Val is terrified by this.*
Limey: Firstly, do not EVER call me "kid" unless you want me to carve my name into your forehead with a rusty fire poker. Secondly, this "Carla" means a lot to me. SHE MEANS EVERYTHING TO ME! NOW START TALKING!!!
Val: I..can't tell you! He'd kill me!
Limey: Oh?
*Limey slaps Val mercilessly across the face*
Limey: A customer came into here buying steroids Protein Powder! He was talking on a cell phone to someone, saying that he was going to have some "fun" with a woman named "Carla"! This "Carla" is a very special friend of mine! She is my protege, she is my friend, she is the only one that I trust!! Now you will tell me who this customer is! NOT another clue to where he MIGHT be! I DON'T WANT ANY MORE LITTLE KIDS OR TNA WRESTLERS DIVERTING ME FROM FINDING CARLA ANY LONGER!!!!
*Pan to see Jarelle Clarke. He raises his hand, and looks as if he's about to say something. Limey glares at him.*
Jarelle: Actually, never mind.
Limey: (To Val) NOW WHO CAME IN HERE BUYING steroids PROTEIN POWDER? WHO MENTIONED MY CARLA???
*Val stays silent, so Limey grabs him by the throat.*
Val: (Spluttering) IT WAS FLEX!!!
*Limey drops Val, and looks stunned.*
Limey: Flex....
*Limey turns and strides out of the store. Jarelle Clarke nervously looks around.*
Jarelle: (To Val) I'm in a lot of X-Division matches.
Val: Yes you are. (Pause) Who are you?
FIN
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Post by The Lach is very tired on Aug 2, 2005 6:44:38 GMT -5
*A limo pulls up in the parking lot, the chaffeur opens the door & out steps Spaz. He heads around to the other side of the limo & opens the door out gets Becky Bayless. Becky kisses Spaz & they hold hands.*
S: C'mon babe I have fans to see & interviews to do.
*They head towards the arena.*
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Post by The Lach is very tired on Aug 2, 2005 8:49:21 GMT -5
*A slightly Modified version of Party Starter By Will Smith Feat. Ludacric starts to play.*
BIG SPAZ!! GET ON DA FLOOR!!
*Spaz appears at the top of the ramp with Becky Bayless.*
RA: Being accompianied to the ring by Becky Bayless, From Sydney, Australia, weighing in at 216 lbs he is the No1. Contender for the EWT Heavyweight Title Spaz!!
*Spaz helps Becky into the ring & then gets in himself.*
S: As you can see I'm not alone here tonight allow me to formally introduce my girlfriend Becky.
*Crowd cheers.*
S: Thanks guys. Now to that scumbag DSR. He comes out here & claims to be a better Human Being than me yet he goes & beats up a damn fan! Where are you dude?
*The fan puts his hand up & Spaz & Becky head over to him. Spaz gives him a signed shirt & Becky gives him a kiss on the cheek.*
S: That's how real superstars treat their fans DSR! I don't care what you say at the PPV I will beat you in this very ring! You are hiding behind your usual bravado. You say my matches are boring! You have been wrestling the same damn match over & over for the past 2 years! You say that the fans are behind you. Let's ask the fans shall we? Who out there like DSR?
*Deafening boos but the odd cheer can be heard.*
S: Wow you really are popular! Now who here likes Spaz?
*Massive cheer goes up for Spaz.*
S: I think it's pretty clear who the fans want to win at the PPV DSR. And I got a newsflash for you too, most of the locker room is behind me as well. My time is nearly here DSR. The countdown has begun to the era of Spaz.
*Spaz's new theme hits again & he & Becky head back up the ranp to a big pop.*
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Libertine
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Cerebral Caustic
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Post by Libertine on Aug 2, 2005 9:46:20 GMT -5
*We find ourselves outside, in the middle of a windswept desert plain. We see The Convict facing away from our camera, looking into the horizon. The Convict turns to face us and we bear witness to his hardened face and solid frame. A man that should truly not be messed with. He speaks...*
Convict: "I've finally made it. After weeks of drifting and hitching, I've finally made it. I've arrived at the EWT, but the difference here is, that I don't have anything to prove. I know in whatever heart I may have left that I am the man that will storm this federation and create the chaos that I am so accustomed to.
It hasn't been an easy road, I've had to work in other lesser federations before, and I have effortlessly destroyed any so-called competition they put in front of me. All of my enemies have been convicted to a life sentence I have yet to face.
So here it is, and I'll keep this short: It's an open challenge, gentlemen. First one to step up gets the chance to beat me, but I doubt it will happen. I'm in the mood to crack some skulls, and I never dissapoint myself.
So please, if you think you can handle it, accept my challenge. I'll see you soon."
*The Convict turns back to stare into the seemingly infinite horizon as the camera fades out*
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Post by Toom E. Guci on Aug 2, 2005 9:49:59 GMT -5
*Toomi Bischoff is sitting in his office. Johnny Nitro storms in & hands him some paperwork.*
Good, good. I see the paperwork is set & signed by Mr. Bensohedge. Good, good. And now, it's official. On Sunday, August 14th, Extreme Wrestlecrap Threaderation will present "No Rest For the Wicked" LIVE on pay per view with the match everybody has been waiting for, DSR versus Spaz for the EWT Heavyweight Championship.
Now, if you'll excuse me...I have a Match Board to prepare Johnny. Thank you.
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Ragnal
Game Genie
Yanno what they say: All toasters toast El Dandy
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Post by Ragnal on Aug 2, 2005 10:55:22 GMT -5
*In te back locker room,we see Mike staring into space,Linda staring at Mike awkwardly,and Joe laughng at Mike.*
JOE:YOU?In a Bra and Panties match?!hahahahahahahahaha!
MIKE:Stop it.
JOE:Heheh...oh,man,I'm sorry,just...I'm lucky not to have a match,yanno?
MIKE:Stop reminding us before I throw you into the wall.
LINDA:Honestly,Joe,you're like a little kid sometimes...
MIKE:Lin,you're sure you don't need help with your match?
LINDA:Mike,it's a Dog Collar match.WHat can be so bad about that?
MIKE:I lost my first Dog Collar match against Ubermark,remember?
LINDA:I'll be fine...don't worry.
*Linda goes to prepare for her match*
JOE:Heheheh...
MIKE:STOP.
JOE:Got it.
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Post by whoopdeedoo on Aug 2, 2005 12:00:17 GMT -5
Michael Buffer: The following match is a WEDDING GOWN MATCH!!! The stipulation is a normal match, but both competitors MUST wear their wedding gown during the match.
[Here Comes The Bride hits and WDD and Terry Funk both walk down to the ring at the same time. Terry is wearing a veil.]
WDD: [Muttering to Terry] This is f***ing ridiculous.
Terry: It's angles like these that make me want to retire.
WDD: How many are you on now?
Terry: I think I've retired about 23 times now. 26 hopefully by the end of the year.
WDD: Ah.
They both get to the ring and circle each other and WDD grabs a headlock, but Terry sends him to the ropes, WDD goes on the rebound, but trips on the wedding gown.
WDD: [Muttering] Damn you Toomi.
Terry picks up WDD and STO's him. He goes for the pin. 1...2..Kickout. Terry stands up and takes a breather, then pulls WDD up, but WDD takes shots at his midsection, then bounces off the ropes and clotheslines him. He goes to the mat and gives him a fujiwara armbar, then gags him with the veil.
Ref: 1, 2-
WDD lets go, Terry gasps for air. WDD goes up to the top turnbuckle, but as Terry gets up he leaps at the ropes, causing WDD to rack himself. WDD gasps and falls, getting the hem of the dress caught in the turnbuckle, causing him to hang upside down
WDD: You have gotta be kidding m-OOF!
Funk begins kicking WDD in the stomach and chest. Finally the dress is unstrung and WDD falls to the ground, clutching his midsection. Funk stomps on WDD in the stomach, knocking the wind out of him. He picks him up and sends him to the opposite turnbuckle full force. WDD slams into the turnbuckle front first and falls like a ton of bricks. But Funk is clutching his back.
Funk: MY BACK!
King: It appears Terry Funk used too much effort with his back and knocked something out of place.
JR: Well, his back isn't made of barbeque sauce King.
King: Do you even listen to yourself?
As WDD rises, Funk staggers, clutching his back. As soon as he's up, WDD runs full speed, but again trips on his gown, falling flat on his face.
WDD: SON OF A BI-SEXUAL!!!
Funk recovers and picks up WDD (who's nose is now bleeding) and gives him a gutbuster. WDD crys out in pain.
JR: I don't think WDD can stand that much punishment to his midsection.
King: Endurance JR, endurance.
WDD is on the ground still clutching his midsection. Terry Funk goes out of the ring and grabs a chair.
JR: I don't know what Terry Funk is thinking, he can't use a chair, it's illegal.
King: Maybe he's going senile.
JR: Not funny.
As soon as Terry gets in the ring, the ref grabs the chair from him and throws it into the corner. WDD finally gets up and nails Funk. He grabs Funk before he goes down, and gives him a backbreaker. Terry goes limp.
King: It looks like WDD just further hurt Terry Funk's back.
JR: Heinous!
King: Do you even know what that means?
JR: Not really.
WDD goes up to the top rope and goes for the moonsault. Unfortunately, his gown is caught in the turnbuckle and WDD falls short, landing like a bungee jumper with too much cord.
WDD: [Coughing] You...can't....be........serious.
JR: Today just isn't WDD's day is it?
Ref: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10! Draw!
Michael Buffer: Ladies and gentlemen, the match has been declared a draw due to countout.
Slowly, both men get up (WDD frees himself from the gown) approach each other, and shake hands
Funk: Nice match kid.
WDD: [Brushes blood from nose] Could have gone better.
Funk: Agreed.
Suddenly, Theo Rumm makes his way through the crowd, jumps the guard railing, and slides into the ring. WDD looks to Funk for support, but Funk backs away.
WDD: What are you doing?
Funk: I don't want to get involved.
Theo and WDD stare each other down, finally WDD dashes at Theo, but again, his legs get caught and he crashes to the ground
WDD: This is getting ri-goddam-diculous!
Theo striedes over to the chair the ref threw away, grabs it, and approaches WDD, who is struggeling to get up. Unfortunately for Theo, he did not see Terry Funk get behind him and low blow him from behind. Theo drops the chair and falls to the floor, clutching his groin in pain.
JR: Bah god, he punched him right in the balls.
King: JR, some people might not be happy with that language.
JR: Well I'm sorry if anyone who doesn't like the word BALLS was offended by myself saying BALLS.
WDD gets up, looks at Terry, then grabs the chair and goes to work on Theo, hitting at least 5 times with the chair. Finally, WDD stops, drops the chair, then exits the ring, with Terry Funk following behind him. Paramedics rush out and put Theo on a stretcher and lead him out shortly afterwards.
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Post by Banned Member on Aug 2, 2005 15:28:38 GMT -5
*Merc is shown in the back in his locker room*
Merc: Bra and panties...........oceanic will pay now.........I dont own any bra,and panties...........only what Trish left.......in the bedroom.....before......JZ will pay!.....guess theyll have to do...
*Merc is shown putting on Trishs bra as the show fades to ad break*
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Maelstrom
AC Slater
The Tide Will Turn!
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Post by Maelstrom on Aug 2, 2005 15:58:07 GMT -5
*Were in the Aquarium with Todd Grisham*
Todd: Hi everybody, I'm here to hopefully get an interview with Maelstrom about Bil . . .
*Maelstrom has just charged into the Aquarium and is furious*
Maelstrom: . . .What the Hell is going on! . .
Todd: . . er . . . a few words on . .Billy . .
Maelstrom: . . Dammit haven't you seen this weeks matches? . . .
Todd: . . er . . no . . .well . . I mean not yet . .
Maelstrom: What sort of interviewer are you? . . where's Maria I want someone who's competent . .
*Maelstrom grabs Todd and Press Slams him out of the Aquarium and into a trunk*
Maelstrom: right lets find someone . . . . hey you . . yeah you . . .interview me . .
*Curly Long being carried by Mr. Big walks into frame, he's given the mike*
Curly: . . . you want me ?! the Midget King to do an interview?
Maelstrom: yeah . . . that going to be a problem?
Curly: Nope . . . someone didn't give me a match again so I'm free to do anything . . . and I do mean anything . .
Maelstrom: Stop right there you sick little guy . . . and just ask me about the matches this week . .
Curly: . . . *ahem* . . . So Maelstrom how do you feel about your upcoming . . .*giggles* . . . bikini match . . ?
Maelstrom: Its a travesty . . . here I am the single most ruthless wrestler in the EWT today . . . and I have a bikini match against Bigelow . . .we won't even wrestle! . . its just a contest . . . I mean do you want to see me . . or Bigelow . .god help us . . in a bikini?
Curly: . . well I quite like that sort of. .
Maelstrom: . . .don't go there . . please don't go ther . .
Curly: . . but . .
Maelstrom: however . . . there is a clean stream to this murky puddle . . . and that is that the Women are going to be in the most brutal matches of all . . . hell in a cells, dog-collars . . . Linda Ragnal, Diva-Dorf and Miss Redneck are going to be feeling some pain this week . . . *laughs* . . .
Curly: . .aren't you forgetting the one who caused all this? . . . Oceanic . . .
Maelstrom: . . what a nice name . . .
*Curly gives a sly grin to Maelstrom and a couple of winks*
Maelstrom:. . I . . er . . mean . . . she's going to be in a whole current of hurt this week . . . . especially if any of the guys get hold of her . . after the ridiculous things we've got to do! . . Bigelow in a Bikini! . . ugh . . . The Tide will Turn!
*Maelstrom walks off disgusted with the whole matter . . . Curly remains where he is*
Curly: Yep, the tides turning alright . . . its turning Green . . .
*Curly hops up on Mr. Bigs shoulders*
Curly: Say, Big . . . . you still got that Luna Vachon and Bigelow tape . . . you know the special one . . ?
Mr.Big: *nods*
Curly: Great . . . . to the TV room! . . . . hey shall we watch the Seven Dwarfs again ? . . yeah . . its a classic . . .
Mr.Big: *groans*
*Mr. Big walks off with Curly . . . . a VLB chant is heard as the screen fades out*
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Post by girlnextdoor on Aug 2, 2005 16:45:10 GMT -5
*Dr. Hillary Clitton comes out of the doctor's lounge as a camera is there.*
You know what? I am the Girl Next Door Champion. And this belt signifies that on a daily basis. And since I have this BEAUTIFUL contract as champion that none of you ladies, & even men, have...I have decided to do a match. But this match will be on MY terms & when I SAY SO.
And I just got off the telephone with Mr. Toomi Bischoff & him & I came up with a great opponent. But ladies, don't worry. I won't let the cat out of the bag on who it will be just you. You each still have a chance....this, I promise.
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Post by dorf on Aug 2, 2005 17:24:32 GMT -5
*Dorf and Diva-Dorf look at the match board* Dorf: *sigh* Lingerie Pillow fight with Lodi...thanks Oceanic. Just for this embarassing stipulation, Diva-Dorf will take you down. Diva-Dorf: That's right, B****! Just for making this week's matches crap, Dorf is gonna teach me some of his moves so that the other ladies in the lockeroom can know their soul...just like David Adams got 'souled' by boyfriend, Dorf. Dorf: *laughs* Yeah. Well Lingerie Pillow fight seems better than Bra & Panty matches listed there, mud fights, or the other stipulations. Diva-Dorf: TLC match?! Damnit, I'm still 'injured.' Guess It'll be later in the week *skips on*. *Dorf guffs and leaves to prepare for his match*
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Ragnal
Game Genie
Yanno what they say: All toasters toast El Dandy
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Post by Ragnal on Aug 2, 2005 18:06:38 GMT -5
*Michael Cole is backstage,standing next to Joe Ragnal.*
COLE:Joe,it seems that you're the only Ragnal without a match this week.How does that make you feel?
JOE:Well,Cole,it's a bit of mixed emotion.I mean,to look at it one way,it sucks I can't show off my skills for the week.On the other hand,I'm one of the lucky guys.Idon't have to go out into the ring like my brother,having to strip a guy down into the briefs of the opposite gender.
MIKE:*ahem*
*Camre pans back to show Mike standing over his brother's shoulder.*
JOE:*sigh*But,it isn't his fault.I don't blame Mike for being upsetabout his match.Everyone but the girls blame Oceanic for this.And why not?A man's body was not designed for these matches,and girls were-
LINDA:*ahem*
*camera pans back again to show Linda over Joe's other shoulder.*
JOE:Um,girls were meant to show that they aren't the stereotypical,um,'playthings' men take them for.Yeah.Yeah,that's it.Women aren't things.
LINDA:Much better.
*Linda heads off for her match.*
MIKE:Hey,Joe,yougot the bag?
JOE:Yeah,right with me.How you feeling?
MIKE:Uncomfy.I REALLY wish I didn't have to do this.
JOE:Hey,it's not our fault.
SNITSKY:*ahem*
*Camera pans back to reveal Snitsky behind him.*
JOE:Okay,that does it!I'm sick of everyone doing that to me!
*Joe hits Snitksy with a chair,and walks off.*
MIKE:*into camera*Ape,you better be watching.Because after my match,I'm going to show you what will be your fate!
*Mike walks off.*
JR:Well,folks,later tonight Mike Ragnal will be facing Lanny Poffo in a Bra & Panties match.But coming up next will be Linda Ragnal in a Dog Collar match!So stay tuned!
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Post by Toom E. Guci on Aug 2, 2005 18:48:00 GMT -5
*Toomi Bischoff walks up to Joe Ragnal & hands him a package. *
Joe, there's something very helpful in this package that will explain why you're not on the Match Board this week. I want you to open this box ALONE. No Mike around you. No Linda around you. Just yourself. I want you to look in this box, read it, & think long & hard about it.
Then I want an answer. And I am positive you will make the right decision.
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Post by briangold on Aug 2, 2005 19:07:18 GMT -5
Toomi Bischoff walks around backstage, and is approached by Mike Hodgson.
Toomi: Whoa whoa whoa, what the hell do you want?
Mike: Easy, Tooms, nothing, it's just that you left me out of the line-up again this week.
Toomi: ...You're still wrestling?
Mike: What, you didn't hear my big speech about denouncing everything Joel stood for, and now I'm flying solo?
Toomi: ...No.
Mike: Alright, okay, that's fine. But, you think you can do something about having a match? I'll do anything, even embarrass myself on live thread like you're making everyone else do this week.
Toomi: You will, eh? Allright, let me just see what I can do. Now please go away.
Toomi continues his walk around the backstage area.
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Ragnal
Game Genie
Yanno what they say: All toasters toast El Dandy
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Post by Ragnal on Aug 2, 2005 19:21:42 GMT -5
*Going Under plays as Linda Ragnal enters the arena and heads to the ring.*
LILLIAN:The following contest is a Dog Collarmatch.Making her way to the ring first,from Scranton,PA,she is the Ocean's Beauty...Linda RAGNAL!
*Linda puts one of the collars around her neck,then grabs a microphone.*
LINDA:Honestly,you guys.I feel sorry for the guys that have to be in an opposite role for a week.But I like the idea.I think that the women's stipulations for the week will show Toomi just who's the strongest of us,and who will truly be the number one contender for the GND title.An Toomi,I'm hoping you'll go for my request to have a match with Oceanic at the next PPV,just for a simple clean match.But once Hillary CLitton returns,the race begins for the belt.
And that's how the ocean flows!
LILLIAN:And her opponent...Screaming Sherri!
*Sherri walks into the ring and places the other collar around her neck.The bell rings.Linda immediately grabs the chain connecting the two collars and whips it into the side of Sherri's stomach.Sherri screams out in pain and again Linda whips Sherri with the chain.Sherri screams out again.Linda then takes the chain and wraps it around her body as much as she can,then begins to pull on the chain.Sherri takes the strangling around her body for two minutes,then passes out.The ref asks Linda to stop tugging the chain.The ref unwraps Sherri from the chain and holds up her arm.Nothing.*
1!
*He takes her arm and holds it in the air again.Sherri keeps her arm in the air,and Linda waits a few seconds to let Sherri get up.Linda then wraps the chain around Sherri's neck and pulls on it again.This time Sherri taps out.*
LILLIAN:Here is your winner by submission,Linda Ragnal!
*Linda gets out of the ring and grabs a mic.*
LINDA:See that?Not even five minutes.That's what happens when you haven't wrestled in a while,Sherri.And Hillary,you should be listening,because unless you've secretly been wrestling in another fed,this will be your fate in the future!*
*Going Under plays as Linda walks up the ramp.*
*Cut to backstage.Josh Matthews is standing next to Joe Ragnal.*
JOSH:Joe,just a few minutes ago,we saw Toomi give you a package?Have you been able to look at what was inside-
JOE:Yeah,yeah,Josh.I saw the package.I saw it's contents.And I saw it without either sibling looking over my shoulder.Now,if you'll excuse me...*
*Joe walks over to Toomi's office and knocks on the door.Toomi answers.*
TOOMI:Ah,Joe.That took sooner than I thought.
JOE:i'm here to give you my answer,Bischoff.
TOOMI:And?
JOE:Yes...please.
TOOMI:Mr. Ragnal...I'm glad to hear that.Step inside,please.
*Joe enters Toomi's office,and Toomi closes the door behind him,keeping any cameras from coming in.Fade to black.*
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Unicron
Aunt Blabby Tells All.
bea wants all you sweathogs to take a look at what a REAL man is supposed to look like
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Post by ape on Aug 2, 2005 21:06:14 GMT -5
*shane helms is currently in the ring in his school girl outfit...when psychoapeguy attacks him from behind with a cheese grater. psychoapeguy is not wearing a school girl outfit...he's wearing what looks like street clothes a teenager would wear. ape grates away at helm's forehead for a good 10-20 seconds before the referee can finally pry the weapon from ape's hands. however, the damage has been done.
shane helms is laying there in the center of the ring clutching at his bloody forehead. psychoapeguy takes the opportunity to jam his fingers into helm's eye socket with an eye for an eye. helms almost immediately taps out, but psychoapeguy doesn't let go. instead, he jams his other hand into helms' mouth, clamping on a mandible claw at the same time. after a minute, the referee finally gets ape to break the hold. ape rolls out of the ring and lifts up the apron on the outside. he pulls out a bodybag and rolls back into the ring.
ape grabs the referee and throws him shoulder-first under the top turnbuckle, cuasing his shoulder to slam into the post. ape then lays out the bodybag. he lifts helms up and nails him with a big ddt, then rolls him into the bag. he zips it shut and grabs a mic.*
...mr. bischoff...hehe...like my school girl outfit?...i'm dressed like a tomboy at a public school...hehe...i'm not giving you the satisfaction to make me look like a fool...i'm not your puppet anymore....how many more people am i going to have to hurt, mr. bischoff?.....how many more people am i going to have to rip the flesh off of before you be a man....and face the monster you created?.....watch your back, mr. bischoff....because...hehe...remember.....i know where you live.....
*a sick smile forms on psychoapeguy's face as he drops the mic. he looks down at the bodybag, plants a heavy soccer-style kick to helms, then leaves the ring and heads towards the back.*
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DQorDie
Bubba Ho-Tep
Believe in yourself & ROCK N ROLL!!!
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Post by DQorDie on Aug 2, 2005 21:40:00 GMT -5
The camera is now on Kurt Angle rolling in a wheel chair with a neck brace on to Toomi's office. He knocks the door open & wheels up to Toomi's desk
Kurt Angle: You sick son of a b***h. I received a broken neck 2 weeks ago & you want to wrestle that idiot who can't even wrestle in the first place!!!
Toomi Bischoff: Kurt.....It's not what you think.
KA: What do you mean it's not what I think? It's EXACTLY what I think you dumb b*****d! I have a broken neck dammit. Don't you understand?! I CAN'T WRESTLE!!!
TB: I do understand, Kurt.
KA: *interrupts* YOU DO?! BECAUSE I DON'T SEE WHAT THE HELL YOU'RE GETTING AT!!!
TB: Listen, have you seen the matchboard by any chance?
KA: YEAH! I'm facing that idiot, Flex Magnificent, again who broke my damn neck!
TB: Besides that.
KA: Huh?
TB: Ahem....the stipulation.
KA: What stipulation?!?!?!
TB: Take a look for yourself *hands Angle a clipboard of this week's matches*
KA: *looks & throws the clipboard into the wall* YOU'RE KIDDING ME! A BIKINI MATCH?! I'M NOT GOING INTO A BIKINI MATCH!
TB: Let me put it this way.....If you win you get your medals back from Flex & you won't have to wrestle him meaning you won't get hurt. Comprendevu?
KA: *calms down a bit* OK.....Alright.....
TB: Plus don't forget....You & Vince signed a contract with me. Nooooow we wouldn't want anything to come of that right?
KA: *stares at Toomi & rolls out of his office*
TB: Oooh by the way...Don't forget your suit your match is up soon. *throws a bathing suit at Angle who examines it to see an incredibly small bikini fit for a preteen girl*
KA: *rolls himself out of Toomi's office & says under his breath* This is the last time I fight for an indie fed only seen on a friggin' message board.
Cut to next scene
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