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Post by Moxie loves Natalie on Nov 15, 2005 22:55:36 GMT -5
<Triple H is waiting in the ring, wearing an EG band, waiting for his opponent>
<No music, no fanfare, and Carl Guerrero comes out, wearing his "Eddie Guerrero is my Favorite Wrestler" T-shirt, and he makes his way into the ring>
<dingdingding>
<Carl and H start circling each other in the ring and lock up. H hits a headlock, and Carl pushes H against the ropes, and H hits a shoulder block. Carl gets back up, and dusts his shoulder and legs, and pretends to throw it toward H. H laughs and goes for a grapple, but Carl kicks him in the stomach. Carl bounces off the side rope, and hits spinning neckbreaker>
<Carl picks H up, and throws him against the ropes, this time connecting with a dropkick. Carl quickly jumps off the second rope, and hits a moonsault onto H>
1...2.. Kickout by H!
<Carl goes and argues with the ref, but calms down>
<H gets up fast, and takes Carl down, with a chop block, and starts pounding his head into the mat. Carl covers up, and H gets off him. H pulls Carl back up, and Carl staggers a bit, before pushing H's arms away, throwing a few punches, as H staggers to the back of the ropes. Carl hits a nasty chop and H staggers, as Carl kicks him in the gut. Carl lifts H up in a suplex, then hits H with the "Peace Treaty". Carl climbs the ropes, and lands a Frogsplash onto H, and the ref goes for a count...>
<1...2... and 3>
<Carl wins the match, gets his hand raised, slowly walks out and to the back>
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DQorDie
Bubba Ho-Tep
Believe in yourself & ROCK N ROLL!!!
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Post by DQorDie on Nov 15, 2005 23:05:32 GMT -5
The bell rings as we are set for out next contest.
Howard Finkel: This next contest is scheduled for one fall......
”The Lonely Man” begins to play as “The Doctor of Muscletology” Dr. Frederick Delavier & Flex Magnificent enter from behind the curtain making their way to ringside.
The Fink: Woefully heading down the aisle with his manager ”The Doctor of Muscletology” Dr. Frederick Delavier.[/i] Currently exiled from his homeland Nuremberg. Germany. He weighs in at 330 lbs of dread & contempt. With arms in length of 30 inches round, waist 38", legs 24", & at a height of 6'7". In better times he was known as The Genetic Superman[/i]. He is....FLEEEEEX.....MAAAAAAGNIFICENT!!!![/i]
Gorilla Monsoon: Hmmm as of late Flex has been looking a bit chipper. Ever since he finally has gotten Limey’s attention with these cryptic messages.
Jesse “The Body” Ventura: It may seem that way Monsoon, but this man is in an emmense amount of pain. He is not avenged & must live with that fact until he gets his much due revenge against Limey!
GM: And he may get that opportunity this week on Curly’s Coliseum as Limey has accepted Flex’ challenge for a face-to-disfigured face confrontation!
JV: Monsoon, you are crossing a thin line with you smart allic comments. Just be glad that you’re retired from the ring or you may end up like Flex’s next victim tonight in the form of a Mr. Ken Kennedy!
GM: Speaking of which let’s go to the Fink for his introduction.
The Fink: And HIIIIIS opponent.........*Ken Kennedy’s theme hits* From Minneapolis, Minnesota. Weighing in at 225 lbs. He is MIIIIISTEEEER! KEEEEEEN KENNEDYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!
His theme continues to play as no one shows up. Flex & Delavier are in the ring preparing for the match, but still no Ken Kennedy.
GM: This is awkward. Doesn’t he usually do his own entrances? Where is Ken Kennedy?
JV: That’s MR. Ken Kennedy & frankly Gorilla I think he’s scared to face his Magnificence!
GM: That may be the case with Flex’s path of destruction as of late.
Flex is no intimidating the referee to call the match over since he merely doesn’t have the time to be messing around. The referee caves in & begins counting. The Referee: 1!
2!
3!
4!
5!
6!
7!
8!
9!
10!!!
The ref calls for the bell as the Fink announces the winner.
The Fink: THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH!!! FLEEEEEEEEEEX MAGNIFICEEEEEEEEEEENT!!!!!!!!!!!
”The Lonely Man” plays as Flex has his arm raised in victory by his creator. Flex celebrates with doing some flexing which has been uncharacteristic of him as of late.
GM: Wow! A Flex Magnificent victory involving no bloodshed or immediate medical attention? Am I in reality or am I dreaming Jess?
JV: By the looks of the crumbs all over your jacket it looks like you’ve been eating!
GM: Would you please stop! But you could have been right. Maybe Mr. Ken Kenndey indeed did chicken out!
JV: Anything is possible, Monsoon!
As Flex leaves for the back Gorilla gets word over his headset about a disturbing finding back in the locker room.
GM: Holy cow! I just got a message over the headset that we have to go to the locker room immediately! Ken Kennedy is hurt!
The screen goes to a rushing camera man heading to Mr. Ken Kennedy’s locker room. He’s lying on the floor muffling in pain. The camera man gets a better shot as we see Ken Kennedy sprawled out with his arms dislocated & what looks like a joint is put into his mouth with 2 slices of lime put over his eyes &. For added emphasis to who did it & why Ken Kennedy has on a tye die t-shir with the Union Jack colors of red, white, & blue with “Limey” written over it. He’s sparsley moving as EMTs rush in immediately.
GM: WHAT IN THE!!! FLEX MAGNIFICENT HAS STRUCK AGAIN!
JV: Hahaha apparently he has left a calling card to Limey!
GM: A tied dyed t-shirt & a joint! What the hell is that suppose to mean?
JV: Hahaha if anything I think we will find out for sure on Curly’s Colossal Coliseum.
GM: I believe you’re right, Jess. We’ll be right back after this message.....I can’t believe that son of a b***h Magnificent!
Fade to Commercial.
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Post by craigkendo on Nov 16, 2005 4:48:26 GMT -5
*Ariel's theme plays, as she makes her way out, wearing an "I'm your Papi" T-shirt in memory of Eddie Guerrero.*
Chimel: The following contest is scehduled for one-fall. Making her way to the ring from Azores, Portugal...weighing in at 130 pounds, ARIEL!!!
*Ariel gets into the ring and waves the shirt high for a great ovation. "Ich Will" hits, and Tony Chang is out, less Holly Vaughn. He holds his hands up in prayer and then chuckles menacingly at Ariel.*
Chimel: And her opponent....what the...
*As Ariel, distracted by Tony Chang's appearance, leans up against the ropes, she is unaware of Holly Vaughn, who is right behind her, stalking her cooly. Ariel eventually turns around, and is kicked in the gut by Holly Vaughn. Holly then lifts her up, and nails the FINAL CONNECTION!!!! She immediately goes for the cover as the bell sounds.*
1, 2, 3!!!
Winner: "Lady Spectacular", Holly Vaughn!
*Post match, Tony Chang gets into the ring, and he holds up Holly's arm as she looks down on Ariel with no emotion showing. Tony grabs the microphone from Chimel, and signals him to get out of the ring. Chimel turns to do so, but is then kicked in the back of the head by Chang.*
Tony: I know what many of you pathetic whining infidels are thinking right now. "Oh, this was supposed to be a sacred match, in honour of the fallen one." It may be true that a great athelete was lost, but we cannot acknowledge that when we have a WAR to fight, here!! As you can see, miss Ariel, it is not simply followers of rock music and island dwelling wrestlers that may finish matches this quickly. And we bring this to the attention to the Ice Queen. You see...STOP HECKLING US!!!!!!
*Tony Chang diverts his attention to a fan, yelling at Chang. Chang throws a knife straight at the fan, cutting the fan's ear. The fan drops to the floor in shock as medics come out. The other fans see to him as Chang chuckles and returns to his speech.*
Chang: My...apologies. I meant to get you in the forehead. Now it seems your pain will be...continuing, so to speak. Moot point. As I was saying...the Ice Queen should take note that although we MAY CHOOSE to take you down like the dog you are, we will do so slowly...and painfully. Tell me, does one as emotionless as yourself feel pain? Feel....glorious...pain? I would imagine so. And even if you don't, your vulgar litle lap-dog Miss White would. And we WILL target her, as myself and Miss Vaughn did. Next is our Leader, Mr. Craig Kendo's turn. And let me tell you. His is an attack that she may not survive. So, Ice Queen, you had BETTER make your decision quickly. Our message has been delivered. It is time to depart.
*Chang throws down the microphone, and him and Holly leave the ring. As Chang makes his way to the back, he stares down a random fan who, terrified of what he might do, tries to run backwards, and she falls into the next row. Chang chuckles at this, and makes his way to the back as Ariel, still in the ring, gets to her feet.*
*Fade to Commercial.*
EDDIE GUERRERO IS STILL SORELY MISSED.
RIP
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Curly Long
AC Slater
Midget Wrestling Master
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Post by Curly Long on Nov 16, 2005 5:49:51 GMT -5
*Backstage and a rather extravagent room is being built ... right next to Toomi's Office. As we pan out we find Curly Long ordering workers around. Mr. Big can be seen shifting some heavy furniture in the background. At this point Sum Guy walks up to Curly*
SUM GUY: Hi, I'm Sum Guy and I found a maggot in my cereal today ... So Curly ...
*Curly has taken this moment to argue with one of the workers about how the mirror should be fitted*
CURLY: ... No not on the wall ... the ceiling you imbecile, didn't you read the plans? ... why? because its good for my Long vision! .. look stop asking stupid questions and get on with it! ... I havn't got all day, some women are arriving shortly who want to be in the EWT! and that Mirror had better be ready.... oh hey there Sum, what do you want?
A 'VLB' chant cn be heard in the distance
SUM GUY: ..Well firstly what are you doing?
CURLY: ... Isn't it obvious?
SUM GUY: .. Not really ..
CURLY: Since Toomi has returned to take all my glory, he's also taken his office back ... so i'm building My Office next door ...
SUM GUY: ... But Toomi said you were just an in-ring talent now ... plus that you'll be back in the indies by Christmas ...
CURLY: Sure he did ... he also once said that Psychoapeguy was dead ... but have you seen the Promo's? ... that sick,sadistic, self-mutilating freak is coming back! ... and if my memory is correct, he doesn't like Toomi much either ...
SUM GUY: So your not worried about your mystery opponent at Rebirth ... or the match stipulations?
CURLY: Me worried? ..thats like saying Flex Magnifcent is fat ... it just doesn't happen! ... speaking of Flex don't forget to tune into the Colossal Coliseum for the faceoff between Flex and Limey ... hmm . . face off probably not the best choice fo words ... anyway Its Toomi who should be worried ... relying on what happened in the past to keep the money coming in, after my reign of regrowth! ... he could have built each of these speciality matches up for seperate PPV's ... but no, he throws them all in the pot at the same time in desperation ... but the results certainly won't be tasty! or as amazing as what I achieved in my short time in charge ...
A builder starts to measure Sum Guy as he continues the Interview
SUM GUY: ... right, and your opponent?
CURLY: ... a mystery opponent, whenever Toomi gives anyone a mystery opponent we get one of two things ... some inept muscle bound oaf like Ogre or Bison Tonto, or we get a has-been from the past ... how is You Gene these days? ... still in a wheel chair? ...
SUM GUY: What about DSR? .. he could bring him back ... they were allies briefly ...
CURLY: DSR? ... he's only just retired you moron! ...
Sum Guy has run out of material and just stands there, curly frustrated grabs the mike from him
CURLY: Of course Toomi might be original and fresh ... I hear that ingrate Raskall is trying to pander to him, but Mr. Big will take care of that problem ...and I have this Bolt Bacana character breathing down my neck too...
Sum Guy attempts to say something but Curly cuts him off
CURLY: Look Bolt, I don't know what reality you live in, but I don't have a heavyweight ti ...
Mr. Big walks over carrying a filing cabinet, he kneels down and whispers something in Curly's ear
CURLY: Oh those titles . .. the EWT Stable Titles! . . well I suppose technically we are the stable champs ... seing as I disposed of the Balance of Power and crippled Pza ... but as were not a stable its kind of redundant, don't ya think Big ...
Big nods
CURLY: hmm ... ok well who ever wants the EWT Stable Titles, please come to my office and I'll gladly be rid of them .... as for Toomi's mystery man ...
Curly turns his attention back to Sum Guy
CURLY: Who knows he may even force me into a match with my friend and Bodyguard Mr. Big, but Big is loyal to me at the end of the day, no amount of Money would sway him ... isn't that right Big?
*Mr. Big puts down a filing cabinet*
Mr. BIG: Yes Boss!
CURLY: Now if you'll excuse me , I have to go watch Mr. Big demolish Tajiri in a first blood match ... and thats the short of it!!
*Curly chucks the mike back into Sum Guy's hands and then walks off with Mr. BIG as the construction continues, very loudly*
SUM GUY: Well thats all today ... Hey! wait .. what are you doing! . . .no!
Two builders have picked up Sum Guy and carried him into the office, they place a lampshade on his head and walk off to continue the refurbishment
SUM GUY: Hmmfh ....well I'm Sum Guy and I'm just a part of the furniture!
(cut to commercial)
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Post by paulpodanski on Nov 16, 2005 9:08:13 GMT -5
JBL's music starts up and his white limo pulls up onto the stage. The crowd boos as he slowly gets out, slowly heading down to then ring.
Announcer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the Unofficial Toolshed Championship! Now residing in New York City, weighing in at 287 pounds, JBL!!!
JBL slides into the ring and takes the microphone from the announcer.
JBL: Well I still ban't beleive tonight I'm wrestling in this... GARBAGE Wrestling match against that fat, pig raping, beer swilling, southern hick, Paul Podanski! But hell, as soon as I take that garbage title off of him, I'm going to detsroy it just like I did to that Hip pop rapper John Cena!!! So come on out Paul and give me your best shot!!!
As if on cue, " Let the Bodies Hit the Floor " Starts up and Paul comes running out onto the stage, his usual bag of toys slung over one shoulder, his belt around his neck. He looks at JBL with a pissed off look on his face.
Announcer: And from Birmingham Alabama, weighing in at 312 pounds, He is The Drunken Demon and the Unofficial Toolshed Champion, Paul Podanski!!!
Paul quickly charges forward and slides into the ring, dropping the bag and wasting no time, leaping onto JBL with a Lou Thez Press. He starts punching his face in, obviously because of his pre match insults. JBL tries to get Paul off him, but he's a bit too heavy it seems. Paul slowly gets off JBl and salutes the crowd, walking over to his bag and pulling out, a piggy bank?
JBL slowly rises to his feet, eying Paul curiously. He immediately charges forward, nailing JBL in the chest with the bank, causing him to hold his stomach and hunch over. Podanski then smashes the thing right over his head, knocking him down to the mat on his stomach. JBL groans as Paul looks down, mouthing some.
Paul: So I rape pigs huh Bradshaw?
He takes the bank and gets down on his knees, then ramming it HARD into Bradshaw's ass! He yelps in pain as Paul keeps ramming it against him until finally he slams it hard and smashes it to pieces. JBL groans as Paul rises up and picks him back up to his feet. He lifts him up and nails a Manhattan Drop, JBl groaning and bouncing up and down now, holding his now sore area. Paul then back ups, bouncing off the ropes and goes for the Yakuza Kick, but JBL manages to duck underneath. Paul turns around, only to get nailed by a big boot from JBL.
He looks down at the fallen Paul and spits in his face. He then mounts him and starts giving him a few powerful punches to his face. Paul groans and is still kinda dazed from the boot earlier. JBL is now in control of the match it seems.
He slowly lifts Paul up now, lifting him up and nailing him with a suplex, into a quick cover. 1...2...
Put Paul kicks out. He's not done yet. JBl frustatingly stomps at the chest of Paul, trying to weaken him some more. Paul groans, laying there helplessly. He's soon lifted up once again by JBL, who proceeds to nail him with some stiffs shots to the face, sending him reeling into a turnbuckle. JBL quickly backs up and charges at the trapped Paul for a shoulder tackle...
Paul quickly moves out of the way, JBL instead running right into the turnubuckle shoulder first. paul looks at him and looks over at the crowd, then back at him. He goes for a wind up and pitches out a punch, nailign JBl right between the eyes. He slumps over into the turnbuckle. Paul walks over and takes a page out of Samoa Joes book and kicks him a facewash. JBL groans helplessly,
Paul finally backs away and walks over, pulling out his favorite hardcore weapon, the Pool Cue. He looks at JBL and smirks, taking out some chalk cue from the bag as well and shining it up real nice, then tossing the cue into the crowd, where some really fat guy catches it. He then walks over and gets on his knees, taking aim and smacks JBL right in the privates. He yelps out in pain, holding his dingleberries and laying there helpless. Paul slowly lifts him out of the turnbuckle, and puts him in a tree of woe. He steps back a bit, then charges forward, using the pool stick like a jousting lance and nailing JBL right in the chest. The thing cracks in half a bit, Paul shrugs and tosses it out of the ring.
JBL slumps back down to the mat, kinda helpless. Paul looks to one side of the crowd, then the other, then... points to the turnbuckle! The crowd pops massively as he drags JBl out to the center of the mat a bit. He then hoists himself up onto the turnbuckle, ready to jump off...
Suddenly Poor and Wierd starts up on the Toomitron. Paul looks over, distracted. He checks if Ultimo's on the stage, but he's not. However, suddenly, some guy, disguised in Urkel clothes, gets onto the aprons and shoves Paul off and to the mat. JBL slwoly rises to his feet as the stranger does this. He waits for Paul to rise, which he does soon enough, charging forward and connecting with the Clothesline from Hell!!! The crowd boos the mystery guy, whose disappeared now. JBL meanwhile goes for a cover. 1...2...3!!!
Announcer: Here is your winner... and the NEW Toolshed Champion, JBL!
JBL takes the title from the ref and taunts the crowd, exitting the ring. As soon as he does, he gets smashed in the back of the head with a Pikachu-Shaped Alarm Clock. He falls down to the mat as the msytery guy quickly covers him. 1...2...3!!!
Announcer: Ummm... here is your winner.... and New Toolshed Champion... ummm
The mystery guy slides into the rign and takes the mike.
Ultimo: Hey numbnutz! It's me, Ultimo Chocula!
The announcer nods
Announcer: Oh... in this case, the New Unofficial Champion Ultimo Chocula!!!
Ultimo smirks and takes the belt, as the number at the bottom of screen goes up again. He takes the belt from JBl and heads backstage, shoving in the faces of random fans as he does so.
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Post by girlnextdoor on Nov 16, 2005 15:14:50 GMT -5
*A dark corner backstage at the Bingo Hall.*
Linda....Linda....Linda...why do you not answer me? Why do you not want me in your match?
I would make a worthy challenge. I can show the girls how it feels. How it feels to have the pain. But not you Linda. You don't deserve pain. You did nothing to me.
YOU DID NOTHING TO ME!!!
But she hurt me. She hurt me. She hurt me long ago. And now Linda, now I want your belt to prove to her Linda that I am not a loser.
I want what she wants. I want her to hurt. I want everybody to hurt. I want everybody to hurt like me.
Everybody hurts Linda. Everybody. Everybody.
*And then she starts it again.*
Well, everybody hurts, Sometimes everybody cries And everybody hurts sometimes And everybody hurts sometimes So, hold on, hold on, hold on... (Everybody hurts... You are not alone)
*And the song stops.*
You are not alone Linda. You will not be alone Linda.
In that ring, Linda...I'll be there for you. I'll be there until the end Linda.
To take your belt & make it mine.
What's the answer Linda?
WHAT'S THE ANSWER LINDA?
What's the answer Linda?
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Post by Toom E. Guci on Nov 16, 2005 15:27:40 GMT -5
*Toom E Dangerously is walking backstage.*
Hmmm...4 Way Dance for the Girl Next Door Championship at Rebirth? That doesn't sound like a bad idea. Maybe I should go talk to Ms. Ragnal & get her thoughts.
*Just then, Toom E Dangerously bumps into Eddie Omega backstage.*
Omega, well now...I see you still have the belt around your waist. At least some things didn't change since I left. I realize that you & Spaz have 1 match left in your best of 5 series. And I realize that the 2 of you are tied. Which is why I have decided that @ Rebirth, you & Spaz will square off in the final match for the Ox Division Championship in a fun little match I like to call..........Elevator to Hell[/color].
I recomend you do some research to see how that match goes. And Omega, I have one more suprise in store for you next week to prepare for the match.
Have a nice day.
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Post by rnt on Nov 16, 2005 16:30:07 GMT -5
Joey Styles: Welcome to the EWT Arena! We've got a hell of a match coming up next, and remember, every one of these matches will be contested under ECW Rules! And this next match promises to be absolute hell-on-Earth for both combatants!
NOW YOU'RE MESSIN' WITH...A SON OF A B**** (now you're messin' with a son of a b****)
Rick Raskall enters the EWT Arena.
Styles: This will be the first time that Rick Raskall will compete in a match of this kind in EWT. And honestly, I don't know if this matchup is fair on him. A relative rookie in the field of hardcore, and he's matched up against the sadistic Raven.
HEY HEY HEY...COME OUT AND PLAY...
Raven enters the arena, with a chair in each hand and barbed wire wrapped around his neck.
Styles: And here comes Raven! He appears to be ready for battle! Rick Raskall isn't too sure of himself now. Did you see the look on his face when he saw that barbed wire?
Raven tosses both chairs into the ring. He steps into the ring and immediately comes after Raskall with the barbed wire. Raskall ducks out of the ring and dashes around to the other side.
Styles: Raskall just barely missing the barbwire! That was a close call!
Raskall comes around to the other side of the ring, but Raven unravels the barbed wire and wraps it around the ring ropes. He then beckons for Raskall to enter the ring.
Styles: Raven DARING Raskall to come in the ring!
Raskall slides underneath the ropes, but Raven catches him and kicks him, then pushes his foot against Raskall's head. He pushes him dangerously close to the barbed wire.
Styles: Raskall VERY close to touching the barbed wire! That stuff isn't studded, folks! It's real!
Raskall manages to lift up Raven's boot and push Raven away. Raven charges for a clothesline, but Raskall ducks. He comes back for a clothesline of his own, but Raven ducks. Raskall nearly hits the ropes, but comes to a halt before he hits the barbed wire.
Styles: Raskall once again coming dangerously close to that barbwire.
Raskall abcks up but bumps right into Raven. Raven grabs Raskall by the hair and tries to run him headfirst into the barbed wire, but Raskall puts his foot on the rope and elbows Raven. He grabs Raven and tosses him over the opposite rope. He leaves the ring himself and goes after Raven.
Styles: Raskall with several close calls with that barbwire, but now the action has spilled out of the ring.
Raskall punches Raven in the head. Raven counters a punch and hits Raskall's head on the guardrail, then again. He tosses Raskall into the ringside steps.
Styles: Raskall goes crashing into those steel steps!
Raven reaches under the ring and produces a chair wrapped in barbed wire.
Styles: Raven's got a chair wrapped in barbwire! As if there wasn't enough in this match!
Raskall stands himself up against the ringpost. Raven takes a swing with the chair, but Raskall ducks. Raven drops the chair. Raskall picks it up, but Raven tackles Raskall, driving him into the guardrail and forcing him to drop the chair. He picks up the chair and tosses it into the ring. He grabs Raskall and rolls him into the ring. He tries to whip Raskall into the barbed wire wrapped around the ropes, but Raskall counters, sending both of them right into the barbed wire and over the top rope.
Styles: Oh my God! Raven and Raskall both careening headlong into the barbwire! Both of them are on the floor and in a great deal of pain!
The barbed wire is sticking to both Raven and Raskall's clothes. They both get up and trade punches. Raven blocks a punch and grabs Raskall around the waist, driving him into the ring apron and digging the barbed wire deeper in both of their bodies.
Styles: And the barbed wire continues to dig into both of their bodies! It's carnage out there!
Raven punches away at Raskall's head with a fist full of barbed wire, until Raskall's head is busted open.
Styles: And Rick Raskall has begun to bleed!
Before Raven can throw another punch, Raskall grabs his arm, then grabs a length of the barbed wire and pulls, whipping Raven into the guardrail and tearing the barbed wire completely away from him.
Styles: Oh my God! That barbwire that was digging right into Raven's skin has been completely torn out! And Raven's bleeding all over!
Indeed, there are bleeding cuts all over Raven's left side. While Raven is lying against the guardrail, Raskall reaches underneath the ring and produces a table. He sets it up, admires it for a bit, then shakes his head. He then pulls another table from under the ring and sets it up on top of the first table.
Styles: And here come the tables! What does Rick Raskall have in mind?
Raskall turns around to face Raven, but gets a chairshot full on to the head.
Styles: Oh my God! What a sickening chairshot!
Raven enters the ring and retrieves the barbed wire chair, and waits for Raskall to enter. Raskall crawls into the ring and gets to his feet. Raven comes at him and swings the chair, but Raskall ducks and superkicks the chair in Raven's face.
Styles: Raven getting a faceful of steel and barbwire! What next?
Raskall rolls Raven out of the ring and onto the two tables he set up before. He wraps the rest of the barbed wire around his body, and leaps over the top rope with a running corkscrew plancha, sending he and Raven crashing through both tables! An "ECW" chant roars throughout the arena!
Styles: OMIGAAAAAAAD!!!! ... Rick Raskall with the corkscrew plancha! Both men are dead in a heap of broken wood and barbed wire! How can this match end!
Raven and Raskall very slowly get to their feet and trade punches. Raven dodges a punch, then grabs the barbed wire that is still wrapped around Raskall's body and rips it right off! Raskall is now covered with bloody cuts!
Styles: Oh my God! Rick Raskall receiving the same treatment he gave to Raven!
Raskall rolls into the ring in a world of pain. Raven follows him. He grabs the barbed wire chair and hits him in the back with it, opening up more cuts. He then grabs another chair and wedges it between the ropes in the corner. He picks up Raskall and tries to ram his head into the chair, but Raskall elbows him, dropping Raven to the mat. While Raskall can still stand, he grabs two chairs and set them up next to each other. He then lays Raven across the chairs and begins to climb to the top rope.
Styles: Oh God, what's Rick Raskall doing? This is too dangerous!
Raskall, in his weakened state, takes too long to climb the ropes. Raven gets to his feet, runs up the turnbuckle, and German suplexes Raskall right off the top rope and right onto the chairs! The fans burst into another "ECW" chant!
Styles: OMIGAAAAAAD!!!!
Raven and Raskall are practically motionless in the ring. The "ECW" chant continues.
Styles: These two men are not moving in that ring! This doesn't look good.
After a minute, Raven and Raskall begins to stir. Raven gets to his feet and gets a chair. He grabs Raskall and attempts to jam his throat right into the chair, but Raskall elbows Raven, then whips him headfirst into the chair that was wedged in the corner. Raven is practically out on his feet.
Styles: Raven doesn't know where he is! This one might be over soon!
Raskall goes off the ropes and attempts to clothesline Raven, but Raven catches Raskall by the head and hits the Evenflow DDT right onto the barbed wire chair! A third "ECW" chant rips through the crowd!
Styles: OMIGAAAAAAAD!!! An Evenflow DDT right onto that chair wrapped in barbwire! Raven is making a cover!!
1...2...
Raven picks up Raskall's arm at two. A sadistic smile spreads across his face.
Styles: What is Raven thinking? He's got the match won! ... Oh no. I've seen that look on Raven's face. Raven loves to torture his opponents, and we're about to witness another victimization.
Raven rolls out of the ring and reaches underneath, pulling out a burlap bag. He re-enters the ring and empties the bag, spilling thumbtacks all over the ring.
Styles: Oh no, here come the thumbtacks! Raven is a sick son of a...Wait a minute! What's this? Who is that?
Charging through the crowd, MARCUS TRUNK enters the ring and starts brawling with Raven!
Styles: Oh my God! It's Marcus Trunk! It's Marcus Trunk! He's back! And Raven's is getting pummeled in that ring!
Trunk drops Raven with a clothesline. He then grabs two chairs and slies them onto his arms.
Styles: Marcus Trunk has both of those chairs!
When Raven gets up, Trunk claps his arms together, crushing Raven's head between the chairs!
Styles: Oh my God! A one-man Conchairto! Raven is out of it!
Trunk picks up Raskall, and points at Raven. Raskall grins deviously.
Styles: What does Trunk have in mind here?
Raskall, with help from Trunk, hoists Raven up on his shoulders. Trunk goes behind Raskall and German suplexes Raskall, sending Raven right into the thumbtacks!
Styles: OMIGAAAAAD!!! A Bulldozer right onto the thumbtacks!
Raskall rolls over onto Raven and makes a cover.
1...2...3!
Announcer: Here is your winner...Rick Raskall!!
Styles: With help from his returning partner Marcus Trunk, Rick Raskall salvaged this bloody, brutal match! He's defeated the former ECW and NWA Champion, and now with his tag team partner back by his side, there's no doubt that this team is ready for a run at the EWT Tag Team Championship!
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Ragnal
Game Genie
Yanno what they say: All toasters toast El Dandy
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Post by Ragnal on Nov 16, 2005 16:49:32 GMT -5
*Linda walks up to Toomi.*
LINDA: Toomi. Hi. Just want to thank you for this week's opponent. But that's not the case.
It's that new girl, Mystery. She seems ti think that she's able to get into the match for the GND title. However, I distinctly said that any takers had to come to the ring, which she did not!Now, I know you're the GM and all, but my other problem is she's too new. We haven't seen her in action yet to know whether or not she's title worthy.
So, here's my thinking. Why not give her a trial match or something at Rebirth? She could go against, I dunno, who's left? Rosa, Diva-Dorf...they seem to be good starts for a new woman.
But you hear Carla, Oceanic, and Mia. They want a Four-Way for my belt, and I agreed to Mia's terms. Think about it, Toomi. A Submission match in Stu Hart's Dungeon. It's only been done once in history, and a match like that would help boost the buyrate for Rebirth.
I'm done here, Toomi. Think about it. I'm sure you'll like the idea.
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Curly Long
AC Slater
Midget Wrestling Master
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Post by Curly Long on Nov 16, 2005 17:47:20 GMT -5
Back at the Arena and some recognisable japanese music plays ... and out comes Tajiri for the 'First Blood' Match... he walks to the ring and jumps over the top rope ... Suddenly from out of the Crowd comes Mr.Big! ... Tajiri hasn't seen him! ... A vicious boot to the back of the head
The Bell Rings
Mr. Big picks up the stunned Japanese Buzzsaw and ... Powerbomb!! ... Mr.Big heads to the outside and grabs a steel chair ... Tajiri is still down on the mat, but manages to get to his knees ... BLAM!! ... Mr. Big has swung the chair in a sickening arc catching a knelt Tajiri right in the side of the head! ... Blood is pouring from his face! ... and here comes Curly Long down the rampway he has a mike in hand ...
Bell Rings as Curly enters the ring
CURLY: You see that Raskall! ... You see that! ... this is what awaits you when you step inside the Ring with the 'Big' man! ... and guess what Big, I saw Toomi's Match board is already up ... no doubt trying to make everyone forget my reign in charge already ...mind you the board was nothing special in comparison with Curly Long's Match Board .. mine had style, and a personnel touch ... if you know what I mean ... heheh
The crowd starts chanting 'VLB' loudly, as Curly grins
CURLY: Yeah well anyway ... it looks like its me and you versus Rob Van Dam and Sabu ...
Big crunches his knuckles in glee
CURLY: Heh ... looks like Sabu's neck will be returning to the hospital scanners again ... heheh
The Crowd Boo's Curly and Big as they had back stage ... EMT's rush to check on the still unconscious Tajiri
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Post by Moxie loves Natalie on Nov 16, 2005 18:11:06 GMT -5
<Moxie is walking down the hall, and walks into Dorf's Locker Room>
Moxie: Hello..... Partner. <Moxie smirks>
Diva-Dorf: What the hell are you doing here?!
<Moxie turns away from Diva-Dorf and sits infront of Dorf>
Moxie: What? Can't I sit here and discuss our match against the Dudleys?
Dorf: What do you want.
Moxie: Just a simple reminder. Dorf, this match is held together by... trust. <Moxie smiles> I trust you Dorf. I need to know that you trust me.
Dorf: Trust you?
Moxie: Yeah, Of course! I mean, c'mon, we "wowed" the crowd with our draw at the last ppv.
Dorf: Last ppv... you--
Moxie: <cuts Dorf off> I brought my best, and I couldn't beat you then.
Dorf: Do you remember what happened after?
Moxie: I went to my locker room and relaxed with the Sage.
Dorf: Not really.. you--
Moxie: It doesn't matter what happened after, All I need to know is if you... trust me...
<Dorf stares at Moxie for a second, his paranoia getting to him. Diva-Dorf turns behind him and starts to rub his shoulders.>
Dorf: Just a sec babe... <Dorf pushes her away>
<Dorf looks into Moxie's eyes, inches away from his face>
Moxie: You trust me, don't you...
Dorf: I don't like you.
Moxie: I never asked that.
Dorf: You didn't.
Moxie: Do you trust me?
Dorf: After this match we'll see.
Moxie: I'm sure we will...
<The tension is so thick, you could cut it into a donut and eat it, Scooby-Doo style>
<After a second, Moxie smiles>
Moxie: Now c'mere you big lug!
<Moxie embraces Dorf, and the camera rotates to Dorf's face, which has a confused and disgusted look. The camera then rotates to Moxie's face and we see a sinister smile on the face of Moxie, as we fade out>
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Post by Virus aka Captain No-Nuts on Nov 16, 2005 19:54:46 GMT -5
(We're back in the Alaskan arena as Heaven's a Lie hits over the PA system. Virus comes out from under the CrapTron with an EG armband and an I'm your Papi t-shirt on, to a large pop.)
Lillian: The following Eddie Guerrero Tribute Match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, weighing in at 347 pounds, VIRUS!
(Virus makes his traditional over-the-ropes entrance and begins warming up in the ring. A moment of silence, and then...)
PA System: VIVA LA RAZA!
(The crowd goes from mildly excited to electrified in a matter of seconds as Chavo Guerrero makes his way out to the ring, wearing an "Eddie Guerrero is my Favorite Wrestler" t-shirt.)
Lillian: And his opponent, from El Paso, Texas, CHAVO GUERRERO!
(The capacity crowd is on their feet and giving their loudest reaction of the night so far. Virus adds to this by stopping his warm-up, and clapping along with the crowd.)
(Chavo enters the ring, and he and Virus shake hands before beginning to size each other up. The ref calls for the bell.)
DING DING DING!
Chavo strikes first, running at Virus in a grapple attempt. Virus powers out easily. Virus goes for a punch, but Chavo reverses into an armbar, using Virus's momentum to slam him down to the mat in a wristlock hold. Virus reaches the ropes easily, and Chavo breaks the hold cleanly.
Virus is back to his feet, and Chavo wastes no time in landing some nice-looking chops to Virus's chest. Virus stumbles backwards, and Chavo takes the opportunity to bounce off the ropes and knock Virus down with a cross-body. He goes for the pin...
No! The referee doesn't even get in position before Virus has thrown Chavo off of him. Chavo then starts laying the boots to Virus as he gets up. Virus is a little shaken, but not quite enough to dodge a clothesline from Chavo. Virus goes for an irish whip into the corner where the ref is, but Chavo reverses, and Virus goes flying into the ref, knocking him out! Virus checks on the fallen referee's condition, as Chavo gets a mischevious grin on his face, ala his late uncle. The crowd pops as Chavo steals Lillian's chair. Virus has given up on his attempt to revive the ref as Chavo winds up...
WHAM! Virus falls like a bag of potatoes. The referee begins to stir, and Chavo, thinking quickly, slams the chair against the mat, tosses it out of the ring, and takes a ghost bump. The crowd cheers, and Chavo looks up and tries to shush the crowd. The referee returns to his feet, and seeing both men down, looks perplexed as he begins his ten count.
1!...2!... Chavo inches over to Virus and goes for the cover.
1!...2!...3... NO! Virus barely gets a shoulder up. Chavo looks frustrated, and lays a couple boots into Virus to stop the big man's rise before climbing the turnbuckles. The crowd pops, and Chavo does his best Eddie shimmy before he leaps into the air!
FROG SPLASH AND THE PIN! 1...2...3!!!!
Lillian: Here is your winner, CHAVO GUERRERO!
(Chavo makes his way to the back, being accompanied by the Los Guerreros theme music, shimmying all the way up the ramp before stopping and pointing to the sky. The camera cuts back to Virus, who, while still a bit foggied by the chair shot, is visibly smiling. Fade to commercial.)
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Post by Joel, Mike, Currently...? on Nov 16, 2005 20:27:30 GMT -5
Joel and Mike play F-Zero on SNES backstage.
Joel: Think we'll get a match at Rebirth?
Mike: Ida know. It'd be nice to get a match at Rebirth.
Joel: Ah, we're gonna get overlooked, and then we won't get a match at Rebirth! Oh man, I'm gonna lose it!
Mike: Joel, I think we're gonna be fine! We're gonna get a match! At Rebirth! Maybe. Drink your Jolt, it'll make you calm down.
Joel: Yeah, you're right.
Joel and Mike continue playing.
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Post by Toom E. Guci on Nov 16, 2005 22:35:15 GMT -5
*Toom E Dagerously is walking backstage when he bumps into the Ragnals.*
Boys. My boys. The tag team champions. I'm I glad to see you both. Have I got news for you.
I have decided that at Rebirth, the two of you will get your first ever main event match. Inside the 8 Sides of Steel Cage Match. And you will get to defend the tag team championships against a worthy team who has proven themselves.
Guys, the 2 of you will be defending the tag team championships against the brand new, up & coming tag team of dorf & Moxie inside the 8 Sides of Steel.
And as an added bonus, if one of you manages to score a pinfall over dorf...you will become the EWT Heavyweight Champion of the World.
*Dangerously starts to walk away & stops.*
By the way, tell your sister to come see me tomorrow. I have some news regarding her match. Thanks.
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Post by #Classic Hi-Definition X on Nov 16, 2005 23:11:58 GMT -5
*Cut to another area backstage*
Hoss Matthews: Joining me now are the Heartbreak Hitman Bret Michaels and Rosa. Bret, Gasoline issued a challenge to you for a match at Rebirth. What's your response?
HBH: My response is, I accept! And I'm going to show him once and for all that he is a lowlife, big pile of nothing without yours truly. You say that the Gas-powered monster is coming for me? I say bring it on, and I guarantee that will be met with some Sweet Chin Muzak!
Rosa: And I have something to say to the four ladies in the GND title match. And that is, good luck. You're gonna need it, because I hereby declare myself the next #1 contender for the title. And I don't care who I have to go through to get to it. I've been screwed over too many times. Not anymore! Nothing is going to stop me from taking over the women's division. NOTHING!!
HBH: And I believe this interview is over.
*HBH and Rosa walk off*
*Cut to next segment*
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Millie D
El Dandy
Something VERY special.
I Love Glee!
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Post by Millie D on Nov 17, 2005 0:41:47 GMT -5
Mia walks to the board...she looks...
"JAZZ? You got to be kidding me? This will be an easy fight..and its all thanks to Oceanic..so thanks O..for softening Jazz up for me!"
"Man.. i am gonna give Jazz the beating i woulda gave Riptide had she actually shown up"
Mia walks back to her room with a smirk on her face and a devious look in her eye
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Post by The Lach is very tired on Nov 17, 2005 1:27:28 GMT -5
*Some familiar music hits & Shane Douglas heads to the ring. He is wearing a Latino Heat T-Shirt.*
RA: From Pittsburgh, PA, weighing in at 250 lbs he is a 4 time ECW Heavyweight Champion The Franchise Shane Douglas!!!!
Crowd: E-C-DUB! E-C-DUB!
*Party Starter hits & Spaz appears at the top of the ramp, he is also wearing a Latino Heat Shirt & also an EG armband.*
RA: From Sydney, Australia, wieghing in at 216 lbs, Spaz!!
*Both men shake hands in the ring & the bell rings. The two men pace around until Spaz raises his hand ready for Shane. The two lock up Shane armdrags Spaz down. He pops up & Shane drags him down again. Spaz gets up & points behind Shane, Shane turns around & Spaz grabs him & hits a Full Nelson Slam. Spaz goes for the cover.*
1 2 NO!
*Shane kicks out & gets up he shakes his finger jokingly at Spaz. Spaz smiles back cheekily, the two lock up & Shane outmuscles Spaz & hits a Belly To Belly Suplex. Shane goes for a cover.*
1 2 KICKOUT!
*Spaz isn't finished. He rises & Shane runs at him Spaz uses Shane's momentum to hit a big Belly To Belly Suplex of his own. Shane rolls out of the ring to regain his focus. Spaz rolls out after him. Spaz whips Shane hard into the barrier & then back into the Steps. He heads over & tries to slam Shane's head into the steps but Shane blocks it & bounces Spaz's head into the steps. Spaz drops & Shane rolls into the ring. The ref starts the count as Shane tries to rub some feeling back into his ribs & midsection.*
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8
*Spaz is able to roll back into the ring but as he does Shane starts stomping away he lifts Spaz up & hits a Backbreaker. Shane goes for a cover.*
1 2 ROPEBREAK!
*They are too close to the ropes. Both men are slow to their feet & trade punches. Spaz ducks a right & locks onto Shane he hits a first German Suplex followed by a second & a third. The crowd cheers as Spaz is quickly up. He pulls Shane up & hit a Vertical Suplex. The crowd rise with Spaz as he hits a second & a third. Spaz jumps to his fett & points to the heavens. With his other hand on his heart. Spaz then turns & grabs Shane's legs & applies a Sydney Cloverleaf. They are in the middle of the ring & Shane has nowhere to go. After about 20 seconds Shane is forced to tap. The bell rings & the crowd cheers.*
RA: Your Winner by submission Spaz!!
*As Spaz's music plays Spaz climbs each Turnbuckle & points to the heavens & beating his chest. The crowd start an Eddie chant as we cut to commercial.*
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Post by jacolacohln on Nov 17, 2005 10:15:08 GMT -5
*We come back from commercial and Deamon Cohln is talking to a P.A. in the hallway.*
Deamon: You haven't seen Jacola around have you. The guy has some problems with me since WFW went under. He went and changed his name and tried to....
*Jacola walks over and gets right in Deamon's face. The P.A. inches away as the brothers confront each other.*
Jacola: You're talking about me aren't you. Talking about me behind my back. Pretty low bro, pretty low.
Deamon: Look, I was trying to find you man, I don't want to fight or nothing I just...
Jacola: YOU don't want to fight? That's a new one, you've never backed down from a fight against me. NEVER. I guess that year off after WFW made you a bit soft huh? I was going to Toomi's office to get a match for us at Rebirth, but now that you're here, might as well ask you what you want that match to be.
Deamon: I don't want to fight you I got other...
Jacola: You don't want to fight me, BUT I WANT TO FIGHT YOU! So see you at Rebirth. BROTHER.
*Jacola walks off seemingly agitated. Deamon is left visibly scarred and standig in the hallway.*
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Post by Toom E. Guci on Nov 17, 2005 12:07:31 GMT -5
*Toom E Dangerously turns the corner as he sees Deamon standing there.*
I couldn't help but eavesdrop there Deamon. Look, I'm not to famaliar with you, nor your brother. But everybody knows..Brothers versus Brothers sells. Buyrates love that kind of crap.
So I have decided that you will face Jacola at Rebirth in a First Blood Match.
Through the roof....THROUGH THE ROOF!!!
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Post by rnt on Nov 17, 2005 13:44:07 GMT -5
Toom E. Dangerously is in his office talkng with the newest EWT Diva, Juggsie McWhatsherboobs.
Juggsie: So like, I hope that I can fill like, all the (squinting) qua-li-fi...quafalic...quafalifications of being an EWT Diva!
Toomi: I'm sure you can, Juggsie. And I'd like to personally welcome you to the company.
Just then, Marcus Trunk bursts through the door. Juggsie attempts to look frightened, but she looks more like she's giggling.
Trunk: TOOMI!
Toomi: Marcus Trunk! You will KNOCK before you enter my office! Can't you see I have company?
Trunk: I don't care! I want Mr. Big! And I want him at Rebirth!
Toomi: Well, I'll see what I can do about...
Trunk: You've got a Scaffold match planned for Rebirth, and I want it! Me and Mr. Big, in the Scaffold Tables match!
Toomi: But Trunk, that's over 800 pounds on the scaffold! It couldn't possibly hold the both of you!
Trunk: You'll MAKE it work!
Trunk barges out of the office. Juggsie tries to look bewildered, but looks more cross-eyed than anything else.
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