Indigocrates
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I got bored. Decided to become a philosopher. Just 'cause.
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Post by Indigocrates on Oct 14, 2006 1:45:29 GMT -5
(Chris Indigo is backstage)
Chris Indigo: People have been asking me all week, "Why'd you do it? Why'd you attack Brian Kendrick after your match"? You see, I see my time in EWT as a campaign, as a conquest, so to speak. Until I get noticed in EWT, I'm going to keep injuring everyone who's put in the ring with me. If this is what I have to do, this is what I have to do... (scene fades out)
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Post by Poker Joker on Oct 14, 2006 11:28:16 GMT -5
(The scene opens up backstage in the E.W.T. arena. There we see Sum Guy, E.W.T.'s "ace" reporter, standing with the cheesey grin spread all over his face like apple sauce on a one-year-old's. Beside him is Billy "The Virgin" Ubermark, who is wearing his wrestling tights, along with his "Stop Virgin Discrimination" t-shirt. Billy has a cocky smirk on his lips as he waits for Sum Guy to start the interview.)
*SUM GUY*: Hello, people at home! This is E.W.T Ace Reporter, Sum Guy, and I'm back stage with the one and only Billy "The Virgin" Ubermark. Billy, after your last match, you ambushed your tag-team partner, Eddie Omega. I have to ask, why would you do that when it was.....
(Billy holds up a hand and cuts Sum Guy off in mid-sentence.)
*BU*: Why would I do that? Simple. Because I didn't care about Eddie Omega.
*SUM GUY* (puzzled): Huh?
*BU*: You heard me. I didn't care about Eddie Omega. Eddie Omega is the most inappropriately named wrestler on the roster. Where I come from, "Omega" is supposed to mean something big or great or impressive. The only thing "omega" about Eddie Omega, though, is the fact that he's an Omega pile of s***, and I couldn't give a rat's ass about him, or what I did to him after that match.
(Sum Guy shakes his head.)
*SUM GUY*: But.... but Eddie Omega was your partner in the tournament to get to the Megadeath!
(Billy shrugs his shoulders.)
*BU*: Big deal! Guess what? I don't care about getting into the Megadeath, either.
*SUM GUY* (totally confused): I... I don't understand this.
(Billy grabs Sum Guy's microphone. The smirk disappears from his face, and is replaced by an angry gaze.)
*BU* (speaking slowly, with his voice raised): That's because you haven't been LISTENING to me! Nobody has been! For over the past month, what the hell have I been saying?! I don't care about second-rate punks like Eddie Omega! I don't care about stupid tournaments for backwater, mid-level titles! I am ABOVE all of that! I want ONE THING, and I want ONE THING ONLY!
(Billy leans in close until he's almost nose-to-nose with Sum Guy, who is cringing back in surprise and fear.)
*BU* (with his voice now back to a normal volume): I WANT my rematch for the E.W.T. World Championship! A rematch to make up for the shot that I was twice screwed out of by that over-rated coward we used to call a champ, Spaz! So that I can finally climb to the top of the mountain and show everyone that I really am the most talented superstar ever to grace an E.W.T. ring!
(Billy shoves the microphone back into Sum Guy's chest. Sum quickly tries to regain his composure as Billy backs off a bit.)
*SUM GUY*: Well, um... I don't know what to say to you. As you know, at Symphony of Destruction, The Commissioner has already announced that the World Title match will be Cletus Quinn vs the reigning champion, Maelstrom!
(Billy looks at Sum Guy for a moment, and then suddenly gets a smile on his face.)
*BU*: Really? Is that so? Well, allow me to let you in on a little secret, Sum Guy. Its true that Cletus Quinn will be in that World Championship match, but he won't be facing Maelstrom for that World Title.
*SUM GUY*: He won't?
*BU* (chuckling): No, I don't think so. You see, there's one more match board that's going to be released before Symphony of Destruction comes up. And I've got it on good authority that E.W.T. booking committee has set it up for Maelstrom to have one more title shot before that pay-per-view rolls around. They've got a few people in mind for who will get that title shot. And guess who one of them is.
*SUM GUY*: Um.... you?
(Billy pats Sum Guy on the shoulder, and gets a big smile on his face.)
*BU*: Of course! So it looks like Maelstrom will have to face ME for the World Title before he gets to the next pay-per-view, and that means he might not have his World Championship very much longer.
*SUM GUY*: But, wait a minute. There have to be other people that they have in mind for that World Title match. How do you know they won't choose someone else?
*BU*: Because there's nobody who deserves it as much as me. NOBODY! Name one person who ever comes close?
*SUM GUY*: Well.... what about the former World Champion, Spaz?
(Billy gets a disgusted look on his face and glares at Sum Guy.)
*BU*: WHAT?! Spaz? The biggest fraud in the history of this company. The man who tarnished the World Title by defending it against easy opponents, while ducking LEGITIMATE contenders like me? He doesn't deserve SQUAT!
*SUM GUY*: But he WAS a former World Champion.
*BU*: FORMER World Champion is right, and thank God for that! He was a disgrace to that title! He was a charleton and a coward! Heck, he was the guy who went as far as to get me put in a match for that worthless OX Division Title at "The Sky's The Limit" so that he wouldn't have to face me in a rematch.
*SUM GUY*: But how do you know that....?
*BU*: Because that's the only thing that makes sense! Just a few weeks earlier, I'd fought him for that World Title and I almost took it away from him. In fact, the only reason he was still carrying that belt at "The Sky's the Limit" was because Maelstrom interfered with the match! Otherwise I'd have been the guy walking in as the World Champion that Sunday; not Spaz! So it only makes sense that, when it came time for a rematch, Spaz made damn sure that he wouldn't have to face me. Otherwise, he realized that he'd probably wind up losing his World Title to a VIRGIN. And in his mind, that would probably make him look every bit like the fraudulent champion that he knew himself to be. Well, since that's the kind of stuff Spaz will resort to, then I say he doesn't DESERVE another shot at the World Championship! Especially not now! Especially not when there's someone LEGITIMATE who deserves that title shot! Especially not when there's someone like ME! Mark my words, Sum Guy! I WILL get that title shot in the next round of matches! I WILL get that shot that Spaz tried so damn hard to deny me! And when I do, I WILL make it count, and I WILL become the next E.W.T. World Champion. And then the Year of the Virgin will be well on its way to becoming a year that this company will never EVER forget!
(With that, Billy turns and walks off, leaving Sum Guy standing by himself, slightly shaken. Sum Guy turns to the camera slowly.)
*SUM GUY*: Well, there you have it, fans! Billy "The Virgin" Ubermark! For E.W.T., I'm Sum Guy!
(Sum Guy adjusts his tie and stares in the direction Billy Ubermark just left as the scene fades to black.)
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Post by Rick Raskall on Oct 14, 2006 12:54:13 GMT -5
Sexy Dynamo and Terri are returning to the locker room after the first round victory in the tag title tournament. Ultimo Chocula is close behind them.
Ultimo Chocula: Hey, Dyno-mutt! Yeah, I'm talking to you!
Ultimo stops them. Sexy Dynamo rolls his eyes and half-heartedly listens to Ultimo Chocula.
Ultimo Chocula: You know full well that pin was all mine!
Sexy Dynamo: Why do you worry so much, my friend? Today was a victorious day. Sexy Dynamo wins the match, and now I shall take my leave, as will my lovely flower Terri.
Ultimo Chocula: But that doesn't take away the fact that I did all the work and you just waltzed in there and made the cover. Maybe next time you should just stay in the back and watch. I'll win those damn titles for myself!
Sexy Dynamo: Ah yes, a wonderful idea. You go out there and bring me back the lovely shiny gold, while I make my time doing the cuchi cuchi. It is a wonderful plan.
Ultimo Chocula: No! I'm saying you should earn your keep around here! I don't like this partnership any more than you do, but if it means I have a shot at a title, ANY title, that means we have to work together! If you weren't such a sex-crazed jack-a-ninny, you might actually be somewhat useful!
Sexy Dynamo: Ah, my friend. If ifs and buts were the candies and the nuts, then, como se dice...the world would be an ocean, yes?
Ultimo Chocula: But...if the...wait, what?
Sexy Dynamo: I shall now take my leave. See you next week, when we shall see victory once again. Come, Terri.
Sexy Dynamo and Terri exit, leaving Ultimo Chocula still perplexed.
Ultimo: If the...and the...candy and...dammit, what just happened?!
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Post by Smark4lyfe on Oct 14, 2006 15:48:25 GMT -5
Now get the guns, the drugs, From my generation. I'll take the fall. Come on, come on, come on. Let's get it on! Let's get it on! Forget the lies, the money, we're in this together. And through it all, they said nothing's forever. And they refuse to see the change in me,
*Pyro rains down front of The New Era* *Unreal grabs the microphone* Welcome fans! To the first ever ¡°The Eye of The Storm!¡±Booooooooo Just shut up and let me get to the point!
You Suck! You Suck! Wow that ¡s really mature! *rolling his eyes*Let me introduce my guest first anyway. The future of EWT! A mix of cheers and boos
Black Label Society's "Fire It Up" plays *¡°Big¡± Zach gives Evans the microphone* *Evans thanks Zach* Thack you for your compliment I was talking about my self...
Like I give a damn.
*crowd cheers*
Now look, I decided to come here because you guys seemt o be on the right track to success. But what do I find out? You're worse than Luger's "Narcissist" gimmick. Now, why am I here?
Well, we wanted to ask you about you're little "gauntlet" with Team Ireland. Everyone know's that you have bad blood with those guys, so we thought we would talk about it right here, right now!
Team Ireland? Pssh, those guys are nothing. They think that just because they're the #1 contenders to the tag titles that they're hot S***. Then of course, you got the Celtic Giant, Shane Malone, who managed to beat me at C-A-M III thanks to Liam O'Neil. Shane, look into my eyes when I say this: You and me, we're gonna face off at Symphony of Destruction. Whether I have to go through Team Ireland, Team Canada, the whole f***ing world!, you will fall down, and I will reign supreme. You know it, I know it, and at SoD, so will the world.
As Unreal starts to talk, SHANE MALONE comes out of nowhere and blasts Evans with a forearm to the head. Evans falls down, but rolls out of the way as Malone tries to drop an elbow. Evans springs up and blasts Malone with an Enzu-Fury before hooking the arms. Evans starts to go for the Anxiety, but Malone blocks it and hits a back body suplex. As boith men get up, EWT Superstars and officials try to hold the two men back from each other. Unreal merely looks around at the carnage before talking.
If you can see this on our debut, just wait until we get more guests. That's a wrap EWT!!!
The officials manage to get Malone and Evans out of the ring as The New Era start to head to the back.
Forget the lies, the money, we're in this together. And through it all, they said nothing¡¯s forever. And they refuse to see the change in me, Why won't they wake up
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Post by Virus aka Captain No-Nuts on Oct 15, 2006 1:41:31 GMT -5
(Virus is seen talking with some of the faceless techies backstage. He seems to be a little worried.)
Virus: So you're saying you have NO CLUE what that static is coming from?
Techie: No.
Virus: Well... this can't be something REALLY... (Virus's cell phone starts ringing. Virus answers it and the techie walks off screen.) Hello?
Voice on phone: Dude... something's gone wrong.
(Virus's face pales immediately and noticably.)
Virus: What?! What's wrong, man? Spit it out!
Voice on phone: S***... Virus... she's gone.
(Virus is white as a ghost now.)
Virus: Wh... what? Where...
Voice: I don't know.... man, I just don't know. There's nothing in her room, everything's perfectly packed... she just vanished... Virus? You alright man?
(Virus wordlessly shuts his cellphone and puts it back into his pocket, staring expressionlessly to some point offscreen. He seems to come back to Earth and gets a furious look on his face, then strides off as we fade to commercial.)
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Post by Gasoline: Gen. Tech Member on Oct 15, 2006 12:09:17 GMT -5
*We see Gasoline walking around quite angrily when Todd Grisham approaches him*
Todd: Ummm...excuse me Gasoline, but...
*Gas turns and glares at him*
Todd: I...I just wanted to get your reaction to all that's happened over the past few days, what with Chance laying you and Spaz out and you being denied an EWT title shot.
Gas: You want a reaction? Well you got one!
*Gas picks up Todd, throws him into some tables, and keeps on walking*
*Cut to the next segment*
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Post by #Classic Hi-Definition X on Oct 15, 2006 12:23:53 GMT -5
*Meanwhile Hoss Matthews is standing by with HBH and Cherry*
Hoss: Bret, we've gotten word that you and Ratings have pulled out of the tag team tournament. Why is that?
HBH: The answer is quite simple. See, Ratings and myself, we're too good for this tournament. And quite frankly, none of those people in the tournament deserve to be in our presence.
Hoss: But that also leaves you off the card for Symphony of Destruction.
HBH: Well considering that the ONLY way this PPV will be any good is if we're on it, we've got a plan in the works.
Hoss: Do you mind telling us what that plan is?
HBH: What do you think my answer will be?
Hoss: You won't tell us anything.
HBH: Good boy. You're catching on already after only what, a year? Two years? Anyway, this interview is now over. Let's go Cherry.
*HBH and Cherry walk off while Hoss has a confused look on his face*
Hoss: Am I really that slow?
*Hoss eventually walks off while we cut to a commercial*
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Post by Toom E. Guci on Oct 15, 2006 22:38:20 GMT -5
(Throngs of fans line are standing on their feet in the E.W.T. Arena. They're all trying to get a good look as Commisserion Toom E. Dangerously makes his way down the entrance ramp to a special podium that's been set up about half-way down. As he makes his way, a rather unfavorable reception from the audience greets him. He pays no mind to them, but simply takes his place behind the podium. With a crack of his knuckles, the Commissioner addresses the audience in attendence, and the millions watchin around the world at home.)
*TOOM E*: Ladies and gentlemen, as you all know, in just over two weeks the E.W.T. World Championship will be defended at the Symphony of Destruction pay-per-view! On that night, it will be "Creepshow" Cletus Quinn vs the reigning E.W.T. World Champion... MAELSTROM!
(The crowd cheers and boos for Quinn and Maelstrom respectively. The Commissioner waits for their reactions to die down before continuing on.)
*TOOM E*: However, in light of the fact that we have one more match board to go through before this major event, it seems that the E.W.T.'s Championship Booking Committee has seen fit to arange for Maelstrom to defend his World Title just one more time! That means that one lucky E.W.T. wrestler will get a chance to win the E.W.T. World Title and go into Symphony of Destruction as the Champion in place of Maelstrom!
(The crowd cheers in response to this decision. Again, the Commissioner allows the crowd to go through with their reaction, and once the audience has died down, he continues on with his address.)
*TOOM E*: The Championship Booking Committee recently narrowed its selections down to FIVE individuals whom they see as fit to receive this very special shot at the World Championship. Tonight, they have decided on whom that recipient of that title match will be! So before I announce whom the Championship Booking Committee has chosen, let me introduce to you the five men whom have been selected as finalists for this spot!
(Toom E. reaches into his pocket and pulls out a list.)
*TOOM E*: Introducing first,.... the reigning E.W.T. OX Division Champion, ROCK LEE!
(The fans give a huge applause to Rock Lee as the E.W.T. OX Division Champion comes out from the back with the OX Division Title on his shoulder. He waves to the audience he take his spot up by the entrance ramp and waits amist the applause for the Commissioner to continue. Toom E. waits for the excited crowd to settle down before going on to announce the next finalist.)
*TOOM E*: Next, the reigning E.W.T. Tri-State Champion.... MIKE RAGNAL!
(Again the fans give a huge ovation up for Mike Ragnal, as he makes his way out from the back wearing his championship belt around his waist. Mike takes a spot over beside Rock Lee as the Commissioner again waits for the crowd to die down before going on.)
*TOOM E*: The third possible contender for the E.W.T. World Championship is..... former Tri-State Champion and Tag-Team Champion, BILLY "THE VIRGIN" UBERMARK!
(The crowd unloads with a heavy chorus of boos as Billy Ubermark steps out from behind the curtain. He pays no attention to the audience as he steps off to one side and takes spot beside Mike Ragnal. After a couple of seconds, the crowd settles down and Toom E Dangerously announces the next wrestler on the list.)
*TOOM E*: The fourth possible contender for the E.W.T. World Championship is.... former E.W.T. Tri-State Champion, CHANCE CONFIDENCE!
(For a second time, the crowd erupts with boos and taunts. Chance Confidence struts out from behind the curtain to the back and smiles arrogently. He walks casually over and takes his spot standing beside Billy. Again, it takes a couple seconds for the crowd to calm down so Toom E. can continue.)
*TOOM E*: And the fifth and final possible contender for the E.W.T. World Champoinship prior to Symphony of Destruction will be.....
(Toom E. looks at the list. His face, which was previously beeming with excitement, suddenly changes to a look of disgust as he announces the last name.)
*TOOM E* (in a somewhat dismal tone): Former E.W.T. World Champion... SPAZ!
(At the mention of Spaz, the crowd jumps to its feet in applause and cheers, again. Spaz comes out from behind the curtain with one arm raised in the air. He shoots a quick, threatening glance at Toom E as he makes his way over beside Chance Confidence to await the big announcement.)
*TOOM E*: Ladies and gentlemen, there are your finalists! One of these men has been selected by the Championship Booking Committee to face Maelstrom prior to Symphony of Destruction for the E.W.T. World Title! And now, may I have the envelope with the Committee's official decision inside, please!
(With that, a stage hand walks out from behind the curtain carrying a white envelope. He hands it to Commissioner Toom E. Dangerously, who promptly thanks him.)
*TOOM E*: And the individual who will face Maelstrom for the World Championship on the next match board is......
(A smiling Toom E. rips open the envelope and reads the name on the card that was inside. As he does so, the smile fades from his face. He turns to the stage hand who brought out the envelope.)
*TOOM E*: Are you sure this is the right envelope?
(The stage hand shakes his head yes, and Toom E's face becomes a solid frown.)
*TOOM E* (trying to sound excited): The wrestler who has been awarded the World Title match against Maelstrom is...... SPAZ!
(The audience erupts in cheers as Spaz pumps one of his fists in excitement. He steps out from the other wrestlers so the fans can get a good look at him as he celebrates his new opportunity. As Spaz does so, Chance Confidence, Mike Ragnal, and Rock Lee each make their way back through the entrance curtain with looks of disappointment on their faces. Billy Ubermark, however, hangs around out front. He has a look of surprise and anger on his face as he stares in disbelief at Spaz. Commissioner Toom E. Dangerously turns to leave his podium. As he does so, Billy "The Virgin" Ubermark runs up behind him shouting "What happened?! What about me?!" The Commissioner takes a look at Billy, holds up one hand, and walks off seeming fuming over the announcement he just made. Billy Ubermark follows him all the way through the back curtain. Meanwhile, Spaz continues to celebrate in front of the fans before we cut to a commercial.)
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Post by The Lach is very tired on Oct 16, 2006 3:22:17 GMT -5
*As we come back from commercial Spaz is standing at the top of the ramp with a big grin on his face. He grabs a mic.*
S: I have my shot at redemption, I have my chance to claim back the World Title. You fans demanded it & not even Toom E could prevent it! Maelstrom, you beat me at The Skies The Limit but you won't beat me again! Once again the hour has come. Cometh The Hour, Cometh The Man! I will not be denied, the Spazphiles won't be denied. I told you I would come for you again Fishboy! The last thing you will see as champ is this very mat as I plant you with The Shockwave! Many men here have if I deserve another shot, a certain, unlucky with the ladies, induvidual in particular has been very vocal. Billy, you have to get over this jealousy, you are jealous of my ability in the ring & my ability with the ladies. Sure you had a shot at the title when I was champ & you may have had the upper hand when fate intervened but I still remained champ. When I get that belt back I will prove to you, to everyone out back & most importantly to these fans that Spaz is not to be f***ed with!
*Spaz throws down he mic & exits back through the curtain.*
CUT TO PROMO FOR SYMPHONY OF DESTRUCTION
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Maelstrom
AC Slater
The Tide Will Turn!
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Post by Maelstrom on Oct 16, 2006 6:56:50 GMT -5
*Backstage and Maelstrom is heading towards the Aquarium. However Sum Guy is waiting outside and tries to get a few words.*
SUM GUY: Hello everyone I'm Sum Guy and I like to eat fish on Fridays!
*Maelstrom is about to enter but pauses to adjust the EWT Heavyweight Title on his shoulder. The crowd can be heard booing.*
SUM GUY: Maelstrom! .. Maelstrom! ... What are your thoughts on facing Spaz this week in a re-match for the EWT Heavyweight Title?
*Maelstrom does not respond as he walks into the aquarium and begins to shut the door.*
SUM GUY: Spaz claims that cometh the hour he will plant you with the Shockwave and become EWT Heav....
*Maelstrom opens the door, he menacingly stands over Sum Guy, draining the color from his face. He takes the microphone forcefully.*
MAELSTROM: Sum, the only Shockwave that will happen around here is the one where all these Spazphiles fall on there asses at the same time when I pin Spaz in the middle of that ring 1,2,3. If That glory hound thinks he is going to just paddle up stream and take my title then he really did bash his head at Skies the Limit! There is no hour to come for Spaz, there is no moment of regained glory there is only the crushing power of the Whirlpool as Spaz succumbs to Water on the Brain! ...
*Maelstrom grabs Sum Guy by the collar, Sum Guy cowers in fear. Maelstrom grins as he lifts him off his feet.*
SUM GUY: Please no, Gasoline already threw me into a table!
MAELSTROM: Hah! That blundering hot air machine! ... and I suppose Billy the Kid is complaining to Toomi about how he should be getting a shot at my belt?
*Sum Guy just nods rapidly in terror.*
MAELSTROM: Sum you wanted a scoop, well here's one for you. I know I am a target for many around here. Hell when your nearly 300lbs and just under 7ft you become a target for many even when you don't have a title, so I expect some backlash.
*Maelstrom drops Sum Guy who falls over as he lands on the ground.*
MAELSTROM: But know this ... if my match against Cletus at Symphony of Destruction doesn't go the way I want it to go, then there will be a reckoning with those responsible. These men who hunger for this EWT Heavyweight Title clearly want a fight, so I'll be there to make sure they get one!
*Maelstrom lifts Sum Guy up to his feet*
MAELSTROM: Pain, suffering, torture and agony is what I like to inflict on these men. I do it because I know the fans want to see it, I know there bloodlust!
*An audible 'We won't turn!' chant can be heard from the fans.*
MAELSTROM: But remember Sum, no matter what the odds stacked against you ...
*Maelstrom moves as if to punch Sum Guy, but instead pushes him into a pretty brunette staff member who is walking past. *
SUM GUY: Look out lady!
*There eyes meet as they both lie on the floor from the fall.*
SUM GUY: I'm Sum Guy and I think I just fell for you!
GIRL: Well I'm Candy Girl, nice to meet you!
*Candy Girl smiles and Sum Guy smiles back, Maelstrom steps in between the two. He leans in close to the two like a shark about to go in for the kill*
MAELSTROM: The Tide Will Turn!
*Maelstrom walks off intto the Aquarium, meanwhile Sum Guy and Candy Girl walk off hand in hand*
(cut to commercial)
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Post by tacotim on Oct 17, 2006 0:33:30 GMT -5
*We come back from commercial to find "Hell March" by Frank Klepacki playing, letting everyone know that Joe One is arriving. Joe One storms out to the ring, ready to annihilate his opponent.
*The lights go down, and the cackle of Mike Patton starts up "Spider Baby." Multi-colored lights eminate from the entryway, silhouetting "Creepshow" Cletus Quinn. The number one contender is surprised by the warm reception the audience gives him. He rolls into the ring and stands up, and the lights come up.
*Cletus is clearly staring daggers into the eyes of Joe One. The bell rings to signal the start of the match. Joe moves in for a lockup, only for Quinn to side step and deliver a series of stiff kicks to the legs and stomach of his adversary. One manages to catch Cletus's foot, Cletus attempts an enziguiri, but Joe One ducks, causing Quinn to hit the mat. Joe One seizes the opportunity to stomp on Cletus while he's down, and continues to boot him a few times in the stomach as he rolls to the outside. Joe follows Cletus out of the ring, but Cletus delivers a series of stiff forearms to the face of One. One answers back with an eye rake, than whips Quinn into the ring steps. Cletus falls to the floor in pain, only for Joe to pick him up and chop his chest a few times.
*One rolls into the ring to avoid being counted out. Quinn takes a breather on the outside before grabbing the ropes and attempting to pull himself in, but Joe One instead attempts a plancha! Quinn sidesteps, causing Joe One to simply hit the mats below with a THUD! Creepshow pulls up One and rolls him into the ring, then follows after, grabbing One and hooking his leg.
ONE...
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TH-Kickout! Both men get up, Joe One attempts a clothesline, Cletus ducks and ends up facing One's back. Cletus nails SUSPIRIA, causing Joe One to land headfirst on the mat! Cletus crawls over to the man and attempts another pin.
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THR-Kickout again! Cletus pulls himself and his opponent up, only for Joe One to break up Cletus's hold on him. One chops the chest of Cletus a few more times. Quinn attempts a punch, only to have his arm grabbed. Joe One spins him around and sets him up in a pumphandle position. One hoists Creepshow onto his shoulder, but Quinn works his way out of it, landing on his feet behind Joe. Cletus attempts to set up for the Zombie Killer, but Joe breaks out of the hold. He whips Creepshow into the far ropes, bounces off the near ropes and hits Creepshow with the Airstip Kiss! Joe One quickly gets up the ropes. Creepshow gets to his feet, as One comes off the ropes for the Mushroom Stomp, only for Creepshow to narrowly avoid it. Joe One lands on his feet, turns around, and is quickly met by an enziguiri! Joe One rolls out of the ring, only for Creepshow to fly out of the ring with a TOPE! The crowd cheers somewhat loudly, and in a weird moment of spontanaeity, Creepshow yells out "iOLE!" Cletus attempts to grab Joe as he gets to his feet, but Joe shoves him over and walks over towards the announce table, grabbing a chair. Creepshow rolled backwards from the shove and landed on his feet. He comes walking back towards Joe One, only for Joe to yell "F*** this!" and THROW the chair right into Cletus's face!
*DING DING*
Announcer: The winner of this match, as the result of a disqualification, "CREEPSHOW" CLETUS QUINN!
*Joe One jumps over the barricade, and casually walks out through the audience, who boo him quite loudly. Creepshow gets to his feet, his face bloodied. The ref raises Cletus's hand and the audience claps in appreciation. Quinn pulls his arm away from the referee, shakes his head in disbelief, and walks up the entryway. The audience continues to clap for him as we cut to commercial.
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Ragnal
Game Genie
Yanno what they say: All toasters toast El Dandy
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Post by Ragnal on Oct 17, 2006 1:47:58 GMT -5
"HAIL SABIN!"
*Chris Sabin's music plays as he makes his way into the arena, heading towards the ring.*
LILLIAN: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Making his way to the ring first...Chris! SABIN!
*As Sabin gets into the ring, Violence Fetish plays, the crowd booing as Joe Ragnal makes his way from behind the curtain. He walks down to the ring, a mic in hand.*
JOE: Now, hold on, hold on, cut the music. I know everyone here's expecting me to fight Sabin, possibly getting my ass beat, more than likely beating him and embarrasing him.
*The crowd boos as Joe slides into the ring.*
JOE: But you know...there's no point. Sabin was the leader of the World X Cup earlier this year. A month later, he jobs to Kevin Nash, and before he can get revenge, Nash "injures" himself. Yeah. And then what happens? To promote some movie that everyone's surprised ROGER EBERT gave a good review to, he's tossing blow-up dolls about! I almost felt sorry after the Nash incident, but the Jackass deal? Sorry, man, but that was just embarrasing!
Just as embarrased as I was last week! How about that, huh?!
*THe crowd starts to chant "f***ED UP NUTCASE!"*
JOE: SHADDUP! If anyone with a brain was watching, they'd know I was screwed out of the tournament to Megadeth! I was screwed out of being the first single being to win the EWT Tag Team Championships by myself! MYSELF!
But then what happens? My brother...the one person I showed concern for, the one guy that COULDN'T SAVE ME FROM A BEATDOWN...he costs me the match. And even worse, I get pinned by some...THING...some romancist, who can't even get a win over EDDIE FREAKING OMEGA! I was screwed, I was embarrased, and when I regained all consciousness, I WAS PISSED!
And yanno what, Sabin? You're the perfect guy to take that anger out on right now!
*Joe tosses the microphone and immediately runs at Sabin, hitting him down with a step-up enziguri. Joe runs to the ropes, and attempts a senton splash...Sabin rolls out of the way, and Joe's back hits the canvas. Sabin bounces off the ropes and attempts a Shining Wizard...Joe avoids it! Joe handsprings to his feet and grabs Sabin into a side headlock, springs off the ropes...WINDFALL! Joe goes to pin.*
1! 2! 3!
*The crowd boos Joe as he gets out of the ring and walks up the ramp in fury.*
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Post by Mystery on Oct 17, 2006 8:31:43 GMT -5
*Sitting in a barber's chair at the local barber shop, Mystery is still dressed like Brutus "the Barber" Beefcake.*
Once again mommy. Once again, I must show you what to expect. And poor little Christy, she's going to pretend to be you.
I'm sorry mommy. I'm sorry you made me do this. It's not my fault. It was never meant to be my fault.
But you....you made me cut. You made me strut. You made me who I am.
And I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am Radio won't even play my jam Cause I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am I don't know it's just the way I am
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Post by crauswell on Oct 17, 2006 11:14:29 GMT -5
Monty Brown's theme starts up as he struts out to the ring, getting an okay reaction as he enters the ring, wearing one of those animal skin patterned jackets or whatever that is he wears as does his little pose as a random announcer is about to announce him.
Announcer: The following contest i...
Brown immediately snatches the microphone away, causing this announcer to pout angrily
Brown: Welcome everyone... to the SERENGETI! I am the ruler and conquerer of these lands, this entire domain is where I roost! Tonight... my opponent, the feather bag is gonna step on out onto the sun dried plains of the Serengeti, expecting an easy battle... but nope, he's instead gonna feel the POOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUNCE.... PERIOD!
Brown takes off his jacket, tosses down the microphone and makes some creepy intended menacing faces, which just make him look really stupid instead. Soon after Broken Wings starts up as Crauswell heads down the rampway, not looking very intimidated at all after these words as the announcer picks up the microphone.
Announcer: Introducing the opponent, making his wa...
Crauswell rolls into the ring, shoves the announcer right out of the ring and gets right in the face of Brown, unfearing as the announcer finally just gives up, sulking to the backstage area.
Soon the bell rings and Brown takes an early advantage, leveling Crauswell with a series of nasty punches, sending him reeling back towards the rope. Brown whips him back towards the other side of the ring, going for an early POOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUNCE, but Crauswell rolls out of the way and to the side, Brown instead running off into the ropes, turning around in time to get leveled by a Jumping Bicycle Kick to the face, sending him reeling back. He groans, clutching at his face as Crauswell keeps on the assault, delivering a series of quick double axe handle smashes across the back area, bringing him down after the third. He immediately drops down, attempting to apply a Camel Clutch, but Brown manages to crawl over towards the ropes and get it broken. The gryphon reluctantly gets off, leaping up high and coming down with a double knee to the spine. He then leans down, hoisting Brown off the mat with some Amazing power, right into a German Suplex right back down! Brown groans, hitting the mat hard as Crauswell makes a quick cover. 1....2
Monty kicks out. Crauswell looks down, yanking him up by an arm and assaulting him now with a few nasty kicks, focusing on the chest and sides of his opponent, bruising him with each one. Brown is once against the ropes as Crauswell now assaults him with some stiff knife edge chops, only to back up, charging back and hitting him with a running version right to the chest, the power sending Brown right over the top! He groans, struggling to his feet as Crauswell backs up, charging forward and grabbing the ropes for leverage, flipping over them and hitting Brown right in the face with a modified Dropkick as he hangs! Monty staggers back a bit further as the furry positions himself onto the ring apron, leaping off with a Mini Kane Style Clothesline, taking Brown down with ease. He rolls back to his feet, taking a moment to rest as Brown struggles back up, only to get charged as Crauswell rams him spine first right into the ring apron, Brown clutching further at his back, as he is then rolled back into the ring with Crauswell following. As soon as he's back up, Crauswell whips him off into the ropes, catching him as he comes back around with an impressive Calf Kick, rocking Brown and dazing him further as Crauswell quickly rises back off the mat. He grabs Brown from behind, dropping him across the knee with a Backbreaker, hoisting him back up and lifting him high, dropping him for another version of it, setting him back up and now hitting a more high angle one, Brown now clutching desperately as his back area as Crauswell looms over, reaching out and grabbing him as he rises with the noose that is his wrapped hand, the furry hoisting him up and dropping him with a Falling version of the move, this one dropping him right on his back! Crauswell immediately makes the cover. 1.....2.....
NO! Crauswell breaks it up himself, shaking his head as he hoists Brown up, whipping him off the ropes, coming back himself and hitting him with his own POOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUNCE!!! Brown goes rolling along the ground from the force, Crauswell charging after and after doing so, locks in that Crossface Gryphon Wing! Brown yelps in pain... tapping mere second afterwards.
Crauswell picks up an easy victory... as the announcer returns from a few minutes of crying in the back.
Announcer: (Sniffle) Here is your winner... Crauswell.
The furry looks down at Brown as he snatches the announcer's microphone as he returns to the ring, looking down at Brown.
Crauswell: You call yourself an ALPHA MALE?! Well... consider yourself it no longer. From now on... I AM THE ALPHA MALE!!!
He drops the the microphone on Brown's chest as he exits the ring, heading back up the rampway to the backstage area.
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Indigocrates
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I got bored. Decided to become a philosopher. Just 'cause.
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Post by Indigocrates on Oct 17, 2006 22:41:25 GMT -5
(shot backstage of Chris Indigo Beating on a bloodied Senshi)
(After finishing beating on Senshi)
Chris Indigo: "It's going to take more than HIM *Points to Senshi*** to stop my campaign!" *Walks out*
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Curly Long
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Midget Wrestling Master
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Post by Curly Long on Oct 18, 2006 6:44:56 GMT -5
(In the parking lot Curly Long is sitting in the hot tub in the back of his limo with a glass in one hand and a cigar in the other with the the toga girls from the Curly Coliseum, who don't look to be enjoying his company.)
Curly: "I don't know if it's because I've had a little too much wine or I'm sitting on one of the bubble jets but I'm feeling a bit randy. What's say we towel off and give the springs in the back seat a stress test, eh? I'll even show you a new technique I made up that I call the Curly Q. Yes, it's what you think."
(The two girls turn away horrified from Curly's grinning mug as he takes another puff off his stogie. Suddenly a loud backfire blares across the parking lot and all three jump in surprise. They turn to see a brown Volkswagon bus with a blue fender and "Ulti-Bus" spray painted on the side roaring across the lot and buzzes past Curly's limo, almost hitting it. The two girls grab towels and jump out from the hot tub, getting out of there and in a hurry. The bus turns around and stops again only ten feet away, The Locust blaring from the car speakers. The ignition turns off and everything's quiet again. Ultimo exits the van with his backpack slung over his shoulder and walks over to a very pissed off Curly in his hot tub. UC grins from ear to ear knowing he messed up Curly's evening but just to rub it in he grabs Curly's cigar and dunks it in the water and puts the soggy mess back into Curly's mouth.)
UC: "What's shakin', short stack?"
Curly: "You moron! Do you realize you just wrecked a private affair?"
UC: "I did? That's too bad. I guess now it's......(splashes the water around)......soup for one? Ha! Ha! It's funny because I don't like you."
Curly: "Laugh it up while you can, jobber! You'll be flat on your back looking up at the ring lights be the end of the night anyway."
UC: "You think so, do you? In case you didn't hear I advanced to the second round of the Megadeth, jerky!"
Curly: "Ooh! One match! That's a new record for you, isn't it! If you win one more, it's called a "winning streak". But we both know that you'll blow it. You always do."
UC: "Not this time! I'm a new Ultimo! I'm going to light this place up like the space ship in the opening credits of The Real American Hero! Hell, if you survive long enough you'll find that out yourself, shrimp! You and that umberhulk of yours! If I were you, and I'm not thank Jeebus, I'd pay real close attention tonight when I prove everybody wrong about me! I'm one red hot, super rad, sunnuva gun! And I'm gonna open some eyes, punk!"
(UC smiles and is about to walk away when Curly takes a sip from his glass and says.....)
Curly: "So, how's your girl........or should I ask Dynamo?"
(UC turns and glares at Curly then turns and walks into the building. Curly grins and reaches for his cell phone. He presses a button and puts it to his ear.)
Curly: "Big? What are you doing tonight? I think we should check out some of the Megadeth action tonight........one match in particular."
(Cut to commercial)
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Post by Poker Joker on Oct 18, 2006 17:40:24 GMT -5
(The scene opens up in the office of Toom E. Dangerously. Toom E. is sitting behind his desk. He rests his forehead in the palm of one of his hands as he tries to busy himself with some paperwork. Nearby, pacing the floor, is Billy “The Virgin” Ubermark. Billy is visibly upset, and rants at the Commissioner as the scene begins.) *BU* (talking as he paces): This is a DISGRACE! That was MY title shot! How in the hell does something like this happen?! How could YOU let something like this happen? *TOOM E.* (exasperated): I told you, Billy. It wasn’t my decision. *BU*: But… but you’re the commissioner! You make the matches! *TOOM E* (with a sigh): For the um-teenth time, here’s how it works: Yes, I make the matches. I can make pretty much ANY match I’d like. However, the Championship Booking Committee approves all title shots, and they have the right to make any matches for E.W.T. World Title that they see fit. They’re the ones who wanted to see Maelstrom have one more title defense prior to Symphony of Destruction. THEY are the ones who picked out their five finalists for that match. And THEY are the ones who decided that Spaz was the guy who should get the shot. I had nothing to do with it, and because it’s the Committee’s decision, my hands are tied to get it changed. (Billy stops pacing and walks over to the desk.) *BU*: Well, why didn’t they choose me? *TOOM E.* (trying to concentrate on the papers on his desk while he talks): Well, Billy, from what I understand, it has something to do with your loss in the OX Division Title Match you had at “The Sky’s The Limit.” (Billy gets a shocked look on his face.) *BU*: The OX…. But… But nobody cares about that match! The OX Division Title is nothing more than a cheap piece of tin. Besides, everyone knows that the only reason I was in that match was because Spaz got me roped into it so he wouldn’t have to defend his World Title against ME at the pay-per-view! *TOOM E.*: Maybe, but you still lost in it. Also, your loss during the tag-team tournament to get into the Megadeath was a factored in as well. (Billy pulls on his hair in anguish.) *BU*: The Megadeath Tournament?! You’ve gotta be kidding me?! Heck, I didn’t even lose that match; that was Eddie Omega’s fault! He’s the one who got pinned! *TOOM E.*: Regardless, your team lost, so you get the loss, as well. *BU*: But… But that’s not fair to me! *TOOM E.*: Life isn’t fair, Billy! Trust me! If it was, there’s no way in hell Spaz would’ve gotten another title shot. (Billy turns around and goes back to pacing.) *BU*: And THAT! That right there is the biggest problem with all of this! Not only did I get screwed out of a title shot that I rightfully deserved….. AGAIN, but I got screwed out of it by that low-life coward, Spaz… AGAIN! How the hell does he get awarded that title shot instead of me, huh? How? HOW?! (Toom E. sighs deeply as he continues to try to force himself to concentrate on the paperwork in front of him.) *TOOM E.*: He’s a former World Champion….. (Billy suddenly stops pacing. He quickly turns, rushes over to the Commisioner’s desk, and throws himself on top of it. Papers fly as Billy leans in towards the Commissioner. His voice raises, and his face contorts into a twisted look of anger. Toom E. Dangerously finally looks up from his paperwork at Billy with a calm glare.) *BU* (yelling): World Champion, my ass! For over the past month, Spaz has been ducking me and screwing me out of World Title shot after World Title shot! As far as I’m concerned, he’s not a former World Champion; he’s nothing more than a World Class CHUMP! *TOOM E.* (calmly): He’s a former World Champion, and the Committee decided he deserves a rematch. *BU* (still yelling): HE deserves a rematch?! HE deserves a rematch?! Let me tell you something: Spaz doesn’t deserve s***! Ever since I’ve come into this fed, I’ve noticed that Spaz gets anything he wants! Whatever his heart desires he gets, and people will jump through hoops to make sure he actually gets it…. INCLUDING the E.W.T. World Championship! Spaz has never had it tough! He’s never had to fight to get what he wants! Instead, he got that World Title practically handed to him on a silver platter, and then got a nice series of cushy opponents to face and defend his title against! Meanwhile, LEGITIMATE wrestlers like me have to scratch and claw for everything we can posibly get. And in then end, we still get screwed!! Spaz has NEVER had to fight for anything he wants, like I have! Spaz has never been handcuffed by narrow-minded people who discriminate against him because of his VIRGINITY, like I have! Hell, Spaz has never earned ANYTHING in this company on his own…. Like I HAVE! I’m sick and tired of people always considering “What does Spaz deserve,” because from what I’ve seen, Spaz doesn’t DESERVE a damn thing! How about me, huh?! How about asking what I deserve?! I’m the guy who got screwed out of the World Championship by Spaz prior to “The Sky’s the Limit!” I’m the guy who had him beat in that match, but it ended in a no-contest! I’m the guy who never got his rematch from that evening, because Spaz had thing set up so that I’d get stuck in some Triple Threat Match against a couple of second-rate punks so that he wouldn’t have to face me! I’m the guy who got snubbed by some stupid committee so that the Golden Boy of the E.W.T. could have yet another undeserved shot at the World Championship! I’m the guy who’s one of the most exciting and talented wrestlers that this company has to offer, yet I STILL AWAYS HAVE TO LISTEN TO “Spaz! Spaz! Spaz!” I’m SICK of HEARING about Spaz, and what Spaz wants! As far as I’m concerned, Spaz is nothing but a FRAUD, a CHUMP, and a DAMNED COWARD! I’m sick and tired of this company putting all of its focus on that worthless pile of crap, Spaz! Its time this company put its focus on someone who DESERVES to have the focus put on them! Namely… ME! *TOOM E.* (calmly, but clearly aggitated): You want this company to put its focus on you? You’ve got problems with Spaz? Then don’t sit back here and whine to me about all of this crap, because that isn’t going to do any good. Instead, why don’t you try going out there and doing something about it! (Billy gets an odd smile across his face.) *BU* (quietly): Oh, I’m going to do something about it, alright. You can bet your bottom dollar I’m going to do something that’s needed to be done for a long time. (With that, Billy turns and leaves. After a few seconds, we can hear the door of Toom E. Dangerously’s office slam shut. After it does so, Toom E. gets a huge grin.) *TOOM E.*: Oh, I know you’ll do something about it, Billy. In fact, I’m counting on it. (Toom E. maintains his grin as he turns his attention back to his paperwork. The scene fades to black as the Commissioner quietly chuckles to himself while he starts drawing up papers for something or other.)
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Post by vivian on Oct 18, 2006 21:06:35 GMT -5
Blue Rosebud by the Residents starts up as Rosebud heads down to the ring, carrying his mentor or father figure or whatever he is, psychoapeguy with one arm, glancing over a snow globe held in the other.
Announcer: The following contest is a Quarter Final Match in the EWT Tag Team Tournament. Introducing first, from Parts Unknown, at a combined weight of 570 pounds, psychoapeguy and Rosebud!
The crowd just stares rather silently at these two horrifying individuals, as Rosebud tenderly climbs into the ring, still holding his friend and laying him down on the mat on his stomach as Psychoapeguy crawls around the ring a bit, with a sick maniacal look on his face.The two stand/lay in the ring as If You're Happy and You Know It starts up, Sal and Hal bursting out brimming with energy from backstage, looking absolutely pumped, sprinting down to the ring as fast as two... heavy set guys can sprint at least.
Announcer: And introducing their opponents, respectively from Make Believe Junction and Bloomville Road, at a combined weight of somewhere between 500 and 600 pounds, Smiley Sal and Happy Hal... the Sunshine Squad!!!
The Squad quickly enter the ring, only to take quite a few steps back as they now see the rather menacing figure that is the child-like Rosebud, who simply looks back at them rather innocently. Sal turns to say something to Hal it seems, when suddenly, psychoapeguy crawls over and starts gnawing right on his ankle! Sal yelps in pain, looking down as Hal does so as well, viciously stomping right on the skull, but ape appears to be enjoying this, still gnawing. Hal gives up quickly, now reaching down and trying to yank ape off, successfully doing so, sending him back into the ropes. As soon as he does, Rosebud charges forward, taking him over and out with a Yakuza kick, sending him doubled out on the mat outside. Sal meanwhile backs up quite a bit from ape on the ground, a confused look on his eyes as he looks down at his ankle again, thankfully he didn't draw blood. Ape meanwhile crawls out onto the ring apron, laying there as Rosebud goes to work, hitting a series of punches, each one sending Sal backed into the turnbuckle. Rosebud then lifts him up with ease, setting him right atop of the turnbuckle and grabbing him by the throat, tossing him right back off with a Choke Toss, Sal being flung like a sack of air, slamming hard into the mat. Rosebud walks over, tagging in ape now, as he pulls him from out under the rope and into the ring.
He then lifts him up like a battering ram, ape seeming not to mind one bit, as Rosebud charges right at a rising Sal, nailing him in the gut, causing him to hunch over. He then uses ape like yo would a steel chair, cracking him right across Sal's back, who immediately drops to the mat. Rosebud sets him down atop as ape now locks in a version of the Tazzmission on Sal, who immediately gasps in pain as he feels the hold being locked on. He tries to roll this guy right off of him, successfully managing to do so as Sal quickly gets up, running over and tagging Hal right as he returns onto the apron! Hal looks a bit surprised as ape simply smiles with a sickening grin, crawling right towards Hal, who charges right at him as he crawls, nailing a running soccer kick right to the face, ape stopping for a second, but not seeming to care about the pain caused. Hal looks pretty scared now, as he yanks ape up by his head, lifting him up in his grip as he drops him with a brainbuster! Again ape doesn't seem to care as Hal now viciously stomps right at the chest area a bit, then walking back over and tagging in Sal, as Hal himself ascends the turnbuckle. Sal walks over, lifting ape up high, in a High Angle Spinebuster, Hal leaping off and connecting with a huge double axe handle smash to the skull, Sal then slamming him down hard into the mat! He goes for a cover. 1....2....
Rosebud quickly intervenes, breaking it up. It's probably a good thing too since ape really can't kick out. He lifts up Sal, nailing him with a Nasty Polish Hammer, taking him down with ease. He then proceeds to nail him with some stomps of his own across the back as Sal tries to get back up off the mat. Hal charges in at Rosebud, going for a Running Knee Lift, but Rosebud catches him with one arm and launches him with a high Hip Toss, Hal landing hard on his back as he quickly rolls back out of the ring. Sal is back up now, clutching at his back as viciously attacks Rosebud with a series of punches of his own, but to little effect. Eventually Rosebud catches one of them, whipping Sal off into the ropes, ape catching him as he comes back by the legs, dropping him face first into the mat, as Rosebud runs off himself, leaping atop and landing with an Earthquake Style Splash across Sal's back, who cringes from the pain of this move. Hal slinks back into the ring from behind, charging right at Rosebud and delivering a nasty knee right to the back of the skull, enough to stun Rosebud slightly. The two squad members then hoist him up by the arms, whipping him into the ropes and leveling him with a Hello and Goodbye, Rosebud going down hard as the two look at each, high fiving, until they notice Rosebud simply get right back up. The two look at each other, charging and taking him back down with a pair of High Boots to the face, this enough to send him at least to the outside. Hal follows as Sal stays in the ring, now focusing on ape, who has simply been watching this whole time.
Sal walks over, driving a series of elbow drops right into the spine of ape, who again, doesn't seem to care. After this, he yanks him back up, lifting him up high and dropping him into the mat with a classic DDT. He goes for a cover again. 1....2
ape quickly breaks it up by biting into Sal's arm, which causes him of course to quickly back away. Ape grins sickeningly as meanwhile on the outside Hal is doing everything he can to try and keep Rosebud down, right now ramming his skull repeatedly into the barricade on the outside. Rosebud though, still seems to not be effected too badly. Eventually he gives up, instead whipping him straight into the ring post, Rosebud bouncing off skull first, as blood has been drawn, Rosebud however turns around, eyes tearing up now as charges, taking Hal right over the barricade with a vicious clothesline! He turns back to the ring, walking back inside and over to the opposite ring apron.
Sal lifts Ape back up again, hoisting him up and slamming him down with a sit out Full Nelson Bomb, ape landing with a thud, but still not seeming to care as he gives a big ol smile. Sal looks pissed now, lifting ape up high and taking him right into a Torture Rack Submission! Ape simply dangles from above in the moves, not seeming to care still, though he can indeed feel the pain from the move. Rosebud watches on a bit curiously as Hal has returned from the barricade, rising back up and clutching his neck, as he returns to the ring apron. Sal notices him do so, walking over as he carries ape, as they tag back out. Sal breaks the rack, dropping a limp uncaring ape back to the canvas. The two yanks him up by an Arm as Hal lifts him up, launching him with a Fall Away Slam, Sal catching and dropping him back with a nasty running powerslam to the mat! The two look at each other, as Sal exits the ring, Hal going for a cover this time. 1.....2....
As Rosebud runs in to the break it up, Hal wisely rolls right off, the massive child-like monster instead delivering a double footed stomp right to the chest of ape, who looks back up at Rosebud, who looks a bit disappointed about inadvertently attack his own master. He turns around, now noticing as Sal holds up his snow globe! He looks on in terror, immediately charging forward as Sal walks up the rampway, looking back at Rosebud and rolling the thing full speed right up it, the thing actually rolling right back into the backstage area! Rosebud forgets all about the match, immediately running up the rampway as fast as he can, leaving Hal to yank ape back up, Sal sliding back in as they now proceed to apply the Group Hug! Ape proves to the toughest man to be put in the hold so far, refusing to tap or acknowledge the hold. The two however refuse to give up as well, applying more and more pressure for at least two minutes. Eventually after all this punishment, ape simply passes out, with a satisfied smile on his twisted face, the two looking rather confused, but dropping him to the mat.
Announcer: Here are your winners... the Sunshine Squad!!!
Sal and Hal look at each other, then back at ape and quickly exit the ringside area, not wanting anything more to do with either of these two. Moments after they return backstage, Rosebud heads back out, clutching his snowglobe as he enters the ring, looking down at ape and prodding him gently, as if trying to awaken him. The referee walks up behind him, trying to tell him what has happened, but Rosebud instead instinctively whips him off the ropes, dropping the Snowglobe onto the mat and hitting his Black Hole Slam onto the referee, crushing the globe beneath as he screams out in pain, Rosebud looking back down and lifting up psychoapeguy, quietly heading backstage once again as the referee rolls over, his back now bleeding from that Black Hole Slam.
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Post by dorf on Oct 19, 2006 0:33:21 GMT -5
The Dorf World Order presents....Dating; Part 2<We last saw our heroes ordering dinner at a restaurant at a local mall, right behind the Wal-Mart, the location to meet their dates. We ended the segment of both Heiden-Dorf and Hullestadt ordering the restaurant's finest Cheese Sandwiches.?> *fade in scene immediately after the server serves the group their food. Heiden-Dorf squeals like a little girl when the Cheese Sandwich is presented over him. As Heiden-Dorf 'prepares' to eat his sandwich, Dorf uses his right palm to slap Heiden-Dorf for not saying grace.* Dorf: WHERE ARE YOUR MANNERS? THESE *quietly* ARE PRETTY WOMENS HERE...DO NOT MESS THIS UP. SAY GRACE AND REMEMBER YOUR MANNERS.*Heiden-Dorf's says grace* Heiden-Dorf: and....ME EAT...CHEESE SANDWICH! A-MENt! *The server #2 still stands there. Apparently, she has a message for the DwO.* Server #2: I don't know why or how 'they' know your here, but this is a note for the DwO. Smith: Who or what is the DwO? Dorf: Uh...Its me and Heidi's secret code duo name. We're P.I's....ya know, Private Investigators? *both Smith and Hullestadt nod interestingly* Heiden-Dorf: ...*burps* But we not...*Dorf covers Heiden-Dorf's mouth* Dorf: *snide laughs*....I think its time me and Heiden-Dorf go to the bathroom. His 'cumerbund' needs to be fixed. *stares deeply at Heiden-Dorf* Come! <Our heroes are in the bathroom as Heiden-Dorf's cumerbund is actually off and Dorf does fix it for him. Anyways the duo opened the note.> Dear Dorf World Order (DwO),
This note is a message from the Sunshine Squad to inform you that we have defeated psychoapeguy & rosebud, eliminating them from the EWT tag-team tourney to the Megadeth.
Also, we'd like to give you good luck for your match against Mr. Big and Curly Long, because from what I heard, they are unstoppable.
Sunshiny Yours,
Smiley Sal Happy Hal "Sunshine Squad"
P.S. This note will self-destruct in five seconds after you read it.
HAHAHHAHAHA...no it won't, j/k. Enclosures c/oDorf: Oh joy, they moved on...of all the people. We gotta get revenge on them for humiliatingly defeating us at the Skies The Limit, which is now on DVDs worldwide! *Heiden-Dorf nods. He says nothing as the cumerbund is fixed. The note never self-destructed.* <They returned to eat and everything was normal, until our heroes will guide you through 'paying the bill.'> Server #2: Enjoy your bill! Dorf: Okay! *flips bill over to see amounts*....80 DOLLARS FOR A FRIGGIN' CHEESE SANDWICH?! 300 DOLLAR BILL! *sees Server #1 after tending to Sum Guy* Excuse me? Server #1: Yes? *Dorf hands bill* ...Oh. I understand, #2 always does this as a little inside joke. Just take away the last zero and its your total. Dorf: pfew. *sigh of relief* Alright, I will pay my share of the meal with Mary, Heiden-Dorf do you have your monies to pay for Shelia? Heiden-Dorf: *grunts*...er, no. Me forgot...monies. Saw-ry. Hullestadt: *sulks* Don't worries...Mr. Heiden-Dorf...Shelia pay...for dinner. You just too...sexy. Dorf: You lucky f***. <Dorf boys got lucky there. Especially that Heiden-Dorf. To speed up things and a lot of jibber-jabber in the process, we pull up the scene where the DwO are saying goodbye to their dates at their apartments.> Dorf: You know something, I had a good time with you tonight, Mary. Smith: *laughs* Yea, I had a great time. Well, *yawns* I'm getting sleepy...so off to bed for me. *starts to walk-in to her property* *Dorf, desparate to continue stalling says this* Dorf: *flexes* Now you don't want leave, just for this, eh? *Mary gets a little laugh and shakes her head no* OH COME ON! DO I GET A KISS? *Smith is in her apartment now* I ASSUME THERE IS A SECOND DATE? WELL, I'LL CALL YOU TOMORROW, SWEETIE! GOOD NIGHT! *Dorf walks out to where Heiden-Dorf and Hullestadt are standing.* Dorf: That was nothing. She likes me. Nobody can resist the dorfster. Heiden-Dorf: *grunts* Me...want to go to...door stoop. Hullestadt: *sulks* okay. *Out of nowhere is Sum Guy riding a bicycle and a camera guy behind on a bike.* Sum Guy: Hi, I'm SUM GUY AND I CAN RIDE A BIKE!!!...well, almost. *camera zooms onto the rear of his bike to see training wheels on his bike. Sum Guy saw that Dorf got rejected and tries to interview him* So Dorf.... BURN! *proceeds to laugh at him* *Dorf goes right up to Sum Guy and gives him a stiff punch to Sum Guy's head; still up, Dorf does a Bicycle Kick to Sum Guy's head.* Dorf: I think you can peddle a bike now. <Meanwhile, back to Heiden-Dorf and Shelia> Heiden-Dorf: *grunts* Me had...fun tonight. Do me...get cheek kiss? Hullestadt: *sulks* You do! *kisses Heiden-Dorf on cheek* You want...in Shelia's...apartment? Heiden-Dorf: *squeals* eeeee....yes.! *Heiden-Dorf and Hullestadt enter as Dorf sees that. Dorf tries to walk up, but its too late.* Dorf: *knocks door* HEIDEN-DORF! *pauses* HEIDEN-DORF! *sigh* OKAY, YOU BETTER BE HERE AT THE EWT ARENA BY *insert day of match*! <Heiden-Dorf looks like he has a 'lucky' night. Dorf don't be bummin'...there will be others.> *Dorf walks a few blocks to find in the distance to see Mr. Big & Curly Long talking about how to beat the DwO; they suddenly see Dorf all alone* Mr. Big: HA HA! WHERE'S YOUR CHEESE SANDWICH FREAK? Dorf: Uh....*Just then, Curly Long all of a sudden bits Dorf's right shin* OWWWWWWWWWWW! GET THIS LITTLE FREAK OFF OF ME! Mr. Big: He is NOT a freak. *Mr. Big then picks up Dorf with ease via Chokeslam and executed the HFD! Dorf lies down in the street as Curly finally releases Dorf of his tough biting hold. They continue to walk as Dorf is appeared to be knocked out legit.* Mr. Big: GOOD LUCK, CHUMP! *spits at Dorf* Curly Long: YEAH! HAHA! *spits twice at dorf* Michael Cole: EMTs, Referee's down. *camera fades for this presentation. Commercials appear floating somehow.*
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Ragnal
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Post by Ragnal on Oct 19, 2006 0:42:18 GMT -5
*Elektra is already in the ring, waiting for her match.*
LILLIAN: The following contest is scheduled for ONE fall! Already in the ring is Elektra! And her opponent...
*I'm Just a Girl plays over the PA system, as the fans wait for Linda to come out. Someone does come out, but instead of Linda, it's Tracy Brooks, falling to the floor as if someone attacked her. She grabs the back of her head, and finally, Linda comes out, a steel chair in hand. She continues to smack it into Tracy's back several times, and then finally grabs a mic from ringside.*
LINDA: Elektra, I think right now, the smart thing for you to do is get your butt OUT of that ring, before I clobber you like I did Tracy!
*Elektra nods, a little shaken up, and leaves. Linda gets inside the ring, an angry look on her face.*
LINDA: TOOMI! You just couldn't let it rest, could you? You were so upset that the Scaffold Tables match between the Prophecy and Rated X...Too Kewl, THird Street Warriors, whatever...didn't happen! So what do you do?! You book a match for the GND title! And in what kind of match?! A SCAFFOLD TABLES MATCH!
If anyone of you fans has a great memory, you'd remember that last year, the match was at Crapamania 2! I lost the match, and why? Because I HAD TO! But what did I get in return? A title that meant SH*T until Carla won it from me, and a bunch of disgusted looks from everyone backstage!
I didn't like it, Toomi! Not at all!
I will wrestle at Symphony of Destruction! But whether I win, whether I lose...that's it. No more!
Because afterwards, I'll have left EWT for good!
*And with that, Linda tosses the mic, and heads out of the ring. The fans are unsure what to make of this.*
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