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Post by Banned Member on Sept 21, 2006 17:05:27 GMT -5
RA: The following match is set for one fall! In the ring the WWE legend, and hall of famer Big John Stud!
*The fans boo as Stud taunts them.*
RA: Now introducing accompanied by the Renegade. He is The Mercenary!!!!
*The fans have a mixed reaction. As Mercs theme starts up, and out walks the Renegade. Renegade steps off to the side, and points to the entry way. A big blast of pyro goes off, and Merc makes his way down to the ring staring at Stud.*
*Merc climbs the stairs, and enters the ring. Merc never takes his eyes off Stud as he takes off his jacket. Merc, and Stud walk to the center of the ring staring each other down.*
*As Merc, and Stud mouth off to each other. Renegade jumps up on the ring apron causing a distraction. Stud starts to walk over to Renegade, but is stopped by the ref, and when the ref turns to warn Renegade. Merc pokes Stud in the eye.*
*Stud stumbles as Merc runs against the ropes, and hits a shoulder block on Stud. Stud just staggers back a little, and Merc looks on in shock, and tries the move again. Only to be caught with a stiff Clothesline.*
The fans boo Stud as he stops, and taunts them again. Stud continues his assault on Merc by stomping him in the mid section several time. Stud then lifts Merc up, and puts him in a bear hug. The ref asks Merc if he wants to give up, and Merc shakes his head no. Stud clinches down on the hold. Merc manages to break free by raking Studs eyes. Merc goes for a quick standing dropkick, but is thwarted down by Stud. Merc gets up only to be grabbed, and head butted by Stud. Stud picks Merc up, and scoop slams him back on the mat. Stud looks at Renegade, and taunts the Renegade causing the Renegade to jump on the apron once again.*
*The Ref gets in between the two arguing wrestlers. Only to be squashed in between them when Merc hits Stud from behind with a forearm. Stud turns around right into a kick in the gut followed by a quick DDT. Merc yells at his brother to get him a chair.*
*Renegade goes over to the ring announcer, and throws him out of his chair, and throws it to Merc. Merc catches the chair, and turns, and plants it upside Studs head. Just as he is getting up from the DDT. Merc then picks up Stud, and hits a brain buster to him on the chair. Merc makes the cover as a ref runs down, and makes the three count.*
*Merc asks for the mic.*
Merc: So my career has fallen has it Toom? Well as a two time Tri State champion, and KPW EC champion. As well as a former GWE champion. I think I'm one the raising stars! Is it my fault you rather have lesbian marriages, and bring in every D list star in Hollywood? You rather feature that crap then the true stars of EWT, and it's been going on to long!!! So at Skies the Limit when we are on that scaffold, and as I am kicking your ass. Showing you what you been holding back. I will show you why JZ fears me. Why Ratings is afraid to wrestle me again, and why every EWT wrestler is afraid to step in that ring with me, and after I throw your fat ass off the scaffold. I will laugh, and not feel any remorse, and then I will start on my quest to get the Tri State Title back around my waist! Because you see Toom I have yet to get my rematch yet, and I'm pissed off about that. So Toom see you Sunday!!!!
*Merc throws down the mic, and walks toward the back.*
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Post by teamireland on Sept 21, 2006 17:11:03 GMT -5
Toni "The Garc" Garcya: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. *That Rocked-up version of "Amhrán na bhFiann" plays over the EWT sound system as Shane Malone & Liam O'Neill make their way to the ring. Both men are wearing their Team Ireland Gaelic shirts. O'Neill is waving a Hurley with an Irish Tricolour attached to it. Both men stop about halfway down the ramp and raise their arms in the air as their green, white & gold pyro goes off behind them.*
Toni "The Garc" Garcya: Introducing first, weighing in at 297lbs, being accompanied by Liam O'Neill, proudly representing his home country of Ireland, "The Celtic Giant" SHANE MALONE!
*O'Neill requests a mic from the time-keeper. He taps it a few times to make sure it's working.* O'Neill: Now, maybe a few of you are wondering why I'm out here with Shane rather than our beloved Coach. Well, after Chris Evans' blatant interference against Shane in the past, it was decided that someone else should accompany Shane to the ring rather thanthe coach being continually put in a risky position. Isn't that right, Shane? *Malone merely glares back at O'Neill, scowling & remaining silent.* O'Neill: Um... yeah. Anyway, let's bring out another sacrificial lamb for our "Celtic Giant".
*"Grab Them Cakes" starts up & the crowd goes crazy for Junk Yard Dog, even singing along with his theme tune. He makes his way to the ring with his chain around his neck & makes barking noises, much to the crowd's approval. Once in the ring he removes his chain & sets it in the corner.*
DING-DING-DING!
*Both Malone & JYD lock-up. Neither man getting a clear advantage over the other. They lock uo again, Malone grabbing one of JYD's arms & dragging him in for a Short Clothesline. Malone makes some sort of signal to O'Neill. Liam immediately jumps on the apron & Malone goes to the corner to lift JYD's trademark chain. Wrapping it around his fist he clocks JYD with a HUGE punch. JYD is out cold, but Maline is feeling a little sadistic. He lifts JYD up, over his shoulders & slams him with an Irish Car Bomb. The ref turns around to see this & counts.*
1...
2...
3!
*That Rockin' version of "Amhrán na bhFiann" plays again* Garcya: Here is your winner... "The Celtic Giant" SHANE MALONE!
*O'Neill & Malone make a hasty exit lest Chris Evans attempt to attack them again. We see the pair go backstage where O'Neill is met with a chair shot to the face from Chris Evans.*
Evans: I know you guys have a huge problem staying away from eachother's matches, but you can inform your little buddy to stay the hell away from our match this Sunday or you'll BOTH be suffering from something worse than the after-effects of a chair shot!
*Evans leaves as Malone glares on after him, saying nothing.*
Cut to a promo for Skies The Limit.
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Queen Rosa
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Post by Queen Rosa on Sept 21, 2006 19:00:48 GMT -5
*Back from commercial*
Ring Announcer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Kingsport, Tennessee, SENSATIONAL SHERRI!
*Sherri walks out and waves to the crowd, getting a nice pop in return. She gets in the ring and waits for her opponent*
RA: And her opponent, from Miami, Florida, QUEEN ROSA!
*As "It's My Time" is playing, Rosa walks out to a huge pop. She rolls into the ring and makes a title gesture*
The bell rings to start the match. Rosa and Sherri shake hands. They lock up. Sherri breaks it with a kick to the stomach and then an uppercut. She takes down Rosa with a back drop and goes for an early cover.
1...
Rosa kicks out. Sherri takes her to the corner and gives her some hard chops. Rosa reverses it and returns the favor. She whips Sherri to the opposite corner. She runs at her and does a monkey flip. Rosa keeps it going with a couple of armdrags and then a hurricanrana. She climbs the ropes and hits Sherri with a cross body block pin.
1... 2...
Sherri kicks out. Rosa picks her up and hits a snap suplex. She attempts a whip, but Sherri blocks it with a knee to the stomach and capitalizes with a DDT. She picks up Rosa for a neckbreaker. She picks her up again and bodyslams her. Sherri runs to the ropes, hits a splash and covers Rosa.
1... 2...
Rosa kicks out. Sherri performs a snapmare and slaps on the sleeper hold. Rosa appears to be fading. The ref checks her arm. It falls twice. When he checks it a third time, it stays up. Rosa gets to her feet and elbows Sherri to break the hold. She runs to the ropes, ducks an attempted clothesline, and hits Sherri with a spinning heel kick. The ref starts counting to 10.
1 2 3 4 5 6 7
Both women are now up. They trade right hands until Rosa gets the advantage. She knocks down Sherri with a roundhouse dropkick. Rosa whips her to the ropes for a spinebuster. Sherri gets to the corner to help herself up. Rosa hits her with a handspring elbow attack followed by a dropsault. She's about to finish off Sherri with the Northern Lights Driver when Rachael Leigh Cook runs into the ring and hits her in the back with a chair. The ref calls for the bell.
*RLC then gives Sherri a chairshot to the head before turning her attention back to Rosa. She pummels her on the mat, then picks her up, and tosses her around by the hair. RLC picks up Rosa and gives her The Bridgebuster. Now satisfied with her actions, she rolls out of the ring and heads up the ramp, with fans loudly booing and heckling*
*Cut to the next segment*
WINNER BY DQ: ROSA
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Ragnal
Game Genie
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Post by Ragnal on Sept 21, 2006 20:58:30 GMT -5
*The camera cut to backstage, where we get a shot of Joe Ragnal's back to the camera. Joe is watching Ratings' match from earlier. The camera changes it's angle to catch Joe's front view, and the expression on his face...is less than amused. Visibly infuriated, Joe shakes his head, places his sunglasses over his eyes, and walks off.*
*We cut back to the EWT Arena, where Dino Bravo is already waiting in the ring. High Voltage plays as the crowd erupts, and Mike Ragnal enters the arena, a fist raised high in the air.*
LILLIAN: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Making his way to the ring, from "The Electric City" of Scranton, PA...his the the Master of Elemental Disaster...MIKE! RAGNAAAAL!
*As Mike slides insdie the ring, he stands up, and asks for the mic.*
MIKE: Ladies and gentlemen, in about less than a week, yours truly, the Master of Elemental Disaster, Mike Ragnal, will be taking on Bret Michaels for the EWT Tri-State title...inside the HELL...IN A CELL!
*The fans cheer.*
MIKE: I want to say a few things, however, before then. Toom E, you've talked about how you don't enjoy me being champion. Normally, I could deal with that...but I have to remind you, Mr. Dangerously, that it was YOU that placed me in my first Tri-State match within my first month in EWT. So what happened there, Toom?
Yanno, don't answer that. Because I figured out why you turned on me. It's because I won that belt. Without you...Without YOU pushing me towards the Tri-State title!
But I keep forgetting, Toom, this isn't about you and me. This is about me, and a guy who shares the same name as the lead vocalist from POISON!
*The fans cheer.*
MIKE: Yeah, Bret Michaels. The current TWO-time...rather, two-TIMING...Tri-State champion. I gotta admit, for a second there, I thought he was gonna pull someone I didn't want from my past, like Barbwire Harry or something like that. But when he pulled Ratings out for that match, BOY was I relieved!
*The crowd laughs.*
MIKE: But then, then the belt was taken from me. And I still have yet to blame Joe, because none of that was his fault. From what he tells me, Cherry was pulling on his leg, so he got distracted. Heck, he didn't see who it was getting up off the floor, so he took his chance. But even then, Bret won the match. He won back the EWT Tri-State title. But me...I played it smart.
I made a rematch, as I stated earlier. Now sure, Toom might not think that I'm not worthy of a rematch, but yanno...I know a few people who'd like to think otherwise.
*Mike raises the mic up over his head, and the fans cheer loudly for the mic to pick them up, a large group of the audience chanting "Mikey R! Mikey R!" After a few seconds, Mike brings the mic back down, and continues on.*
MIKE: So there you have it. The fans believe I deserve the belt back around my waist. But the question is...will I win? Will I make Bret a bloody mess inside the fiercest cage to ever surround a four-sided ring? Or will I be left behind, lying in a pool of my own blood, while Bret walks up the ramp, holding the EWT Tri-State title to mock these fans? Who knows? But this Sunday...Bret...I'll see you in HELL!
And THAT'S the Shocking Truth!!
*As he dropc the mic, Mike and Dino Bravo circle each other in the ring center, only to have Mike kick Dino in the gut. Mike runs to the ropes and hits a bulldog to Dino, placing him flat on his face. Mike goes to pin.*
1! 2!
*Dino kicks out. Mike drops a few elbows to Dino's chest, and then climbs the ropes. It looks like Mike is about to go for the High Voltage, but Dino gets to his feets and grabs Mike off the turnbuckles, hoisting him onto his shoulders. Dino may be going for some kind of a fireman's carry, but we'll never know, as Mike struggles free from Dino's grip. Mike hoists Dino atop his own shoulders, and nails the Ragnalrok. Mike goes to pin.*
1! 2! 3!
*The bell rings, and Mike rolls out of the ring, and heads up the ramp as the fans cheer him on, rooting for their hero to win come Sunday.*
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Post by #Classic Hi-Definition X on Sept 21, 2006 23:53:45 GMT -5
*We're back at ringside when "Sexy Guy" hits*
Ring Announcer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the EWT Tri-State Championship. Introducing first, being accompanied by Sensational Cherry, from Calgary, Alberta, Canada, weighing in at 232 lbs., he is the Tri-State Champion, the Heartbreak Hitman BRET MICHAELS!
*HBH and Cherry walk to numerous boos, but pay the fans no mind. They pose for a few seconds on the ramp, then get into the ring and pose some more. Then "Pomp and Circumstance" plays*
RA: And his opponent, from Sarasota, Florida, weighing in at 273 lbs., the Macho Man RANDY SAVAGE!
*Macho Man walks out to a decent pop. As he steps into the ring, HBH grabs a mic*
HBH: You know, when I was a kid, I thought you were the coolest person ever. I wanted to be just like you, with the shades and the championships and especially that hot mama Elizabeth. Damn, she was FINE!
*This triggers a jealous look from Cherry*
HBH: Easy there, Cherry Pie. You still got the stuff. *turns back to Macho Man* And now I look at you and I gotta ask, what the hell happened? Man, you really let yourself go. You've gone from being a big star in the WWF and WCW to being nothing more than a hermit. I mean, I'm ashamed to even be in the same arena with you right now.
*Crowd boos loudly*
HBH: Oh, and don't even bother busting out another one of your sorry raps. They'll put ANYONE to sleep, even these morons.
*Chants of "BREAK THE HITMAN!" start up*
HBH: I'll tell you what. How about you go back to wherever it is you came from, and then come back when you get yourself cleaned up? How does that sound?
*Macho Man turns around as if to leave, but then turns back and attacks HBH. The ref calls for the bell*
The bell rings to start the match. Macho Man unleashes a flurry of right hands on HBH. He whips him to the ropes and lands an elbow to the face. He goes for a pin.
1... 2...
HBH kicks out. Macho Man picks him up and gets a rake to the eyes. HBH capitalizes by taking him to the corner and stomping a mudhole in him. Next he runs at him with a knee to the head. He picks up Macho Man and suplexes him. HBH then climbs to the second rope and hits him with a diving elbow. He goes for a cover.
1... 2...
HBH decides to end it with some Sweet Chin Muzak. He goes for it, but Macho Man catches his leg and clotheslines him. Macho Man picks up HBH and lands some more rights on him. He whips him to the ropes for a back body drop. HBH runs at him, but Macho Man hits him with a neckbreaker. Macho Man then takes him down with a backbreaker. He climbs the ropes for the flying elbow drop. But Cherry gets on the apron and grabs the leg, making him slip. Macho Man falls back into the ring. Meanwhile HBH is back on his feet. He hits Macho Man with Sweet Chin Muzak and goes for the pin.
1... 2...
3! *Bell rings*
RA: Here is your winner and STILL EWT Tri-State Champion, the Heartbreak Hitman BRET MICHAELS!
*HBH then grabs a mic*
HBH: And Mikey, don't think I haven't forgotten about you. This Sunday, you will know the true meaning of pain and suffering, beginning with some Sweet Chin Muzak!
*HBH rolls out of the ring and joins Cherry on the ramp, holding the title up high while fans continue booing*
*Cut to a commercial*
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Post by The Bad Man on Sept 22, 2006 7:23:36 GMT -5
Back at ringside and Leilania Kai is preparing for her upcoming bout by doing some stretches
LILLIAN: And her opponent, she hails from the mean gritty streets of New York City ... D'Zee!!!
On that "Ghetto Bird" by Ice Cube starts up and out comes D'Zee from the back. Her uncompromising determination is still clearly her focus as she heads to the ring and climbs through the ropes. She snaps a breif glance at Leilania Kai before turning to the crowd and raising one arm. This action gets booed all the way to timbucktoo.
SEAN MOONEY: Afternoon Everyone, I'm Sean Mooney alongside Lord Alfred Hayes. We are here to give you the play-by-play action of this exciting bout.
ALFRED HAYES: Oh Yes, This could be a terrific fight, and I for one think that Leilania Kai will be hoping to get the best of D'Zee so she can make a name for herself here in EWT.
SEAN MOONEY: Well Alfred I hope your right, but I have feeling this one could be interesting.
Bell Rings
The two women circle each other, D'Zee blows her hair out of the way from her face before diving into a tie-up. They tussle for a few seconds as Leilania Kai gets the upper hand. Leilania Kai using this clamps on a headlock and punches away at D'Zee's cranium. D'Zee manages to throw her off into the ropes but Leilania Kai comes back with a clothesline knocking D'Zee down who then rolls to the outside.
The crowd cheers as D'Zee gathers her thoughts
D'Zee re-enters and mimes a "Your dead meat!" motion to Leilania Kai, who responds by asking her to brin it! They prepare to tie up but D'Zee gives a poke ot the eye and then a knee to the stomach. She then casually grabs Leilania Kai by the neck and waist before throwing her to the outside! Then to add to he insult D'Zee give Leilania Kai the finger!
LORD ALFRED HAYES: That is dispicable, how on earth D'Zee is allowed to get away with such rude behavior is beyond me!
SEAN MOONEY: Clearly she is not happy with where this match was going Alfred.
Leilania Kai rolls back nto the ring, only to recieve a severe stomping by D'Zee. D'Zee pulls her up and then nails a quick snap suplex. She goes for a cover.
1,2 ...
Leilania Kai kicks out. D'Zee lifts Leilania Kai up again and then slams her into the mat, she follows with a quick elbow drop and another cover.
1,2 ...
Leilania Kai again kicks out, but D'Zee not stopping her momentum gives her a kick to the hamstrng and then applies a half-boston crab! ... Leilania Kai is screaming in pain as D'Zee applies the move. SHe holds it as Leilania Kai tries to get to the ropes .. she's nearly there .. nearly ... No! D'Zee has pulled her back to the centre of the ring. Things look bleak for Leilania Kai.
SEAN MOONEY: This could be all over very soon.
LORD ALFRED: Yes, no where to go from here for Leilania Kai that I can see.
However Leilania Kai is still struggling, she begins to use her upper-body to lift herself. Slowly, powerfully Leilania Kai manages to gain the leverage and throws D'Zee off! The crowd cheers, as she gets back to ther feet, her right leg clearly in some pain she goes after D'Zee and motions for a big wind-up punch to the face! ... She throws it , D'Zee blocks it and slugs Leilania Kai with a stiif nasty looking hard right hand to the mush. Blood splatters from her mouth and what looks like from a distance a polo mint flies across the ring. Leilania Kai drops to the ground face first. D'Zee laughs and rolls Leilania Kai over ...
LORD ALFRED: Good Grief! Is this a wrestling match or Lennox Lewis's greatest hits! ... I think that might have been a tooth Mooney! ...
SEAN MOONEY: A brutal punch, I'm surprised the ref isn't calling for a dq for use of a closed fist!
LORD ALFRED: A disqualification! ... D'Zee should be thrown out of EWT all together for that! Look at poor Leilania Kai her jaw is .. well it's ... I think I'm going to be ...
Leilania Kai's jaw is clearly dislocated adn blood is oozing onto the canvas. D'Zee disinterested in her weak opponents plight simply places her foot on the now unconscious body of Leilania Kai as a lazy cover.
1,2,3.
Bell Rings
D'Zee removes her foot, spits in Leilania Kai's kocked out face and then walks off backstage the crowd booing her every step.
SEAN MOONEY: Well er ... that was a brutal end to a brutal match. D'Zee clearly not a women to be messed with. Lord Alfred Hayes what did you ... no wait ... you can't use that! .. no don't not in my hat ..
(We cut to commercial as the osunds of Lord Alfred being sick just make airing on national TC)
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Ragnal
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Post by Ragnal on Sept 22, 2006 8:31:19 GMT -5
*We're back at ringside where Brutus Beefcake comes out for his match, when suddenly, Joe Ragnal sneaks behind him with a steel chair to the back. Joe beats it into him several times, then grabs Brutus by the hair and tosses him headfirst into the apron, then rolls him inside the ring. Joe climbs the top rope, and nails a Cloudbreaker. Joe goes to pin.*
1! 2! 3!
*The bell rings, and Joe takes to the mic.*
JOE: RATINGS! Let's get this clear, alright? I'm just as well-known here as my brother, alright?! But what about you, huh? You think that anything you said is gonna disturb me before TSTL?! f*** NO!
Ratings...you're gonna fall this Sunday! JUST WATCH!
*With that, Joe heads up the ramp as Violence Fetish plays over the PA system.*
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Post by Rick Raskall on Sept 22, 2006 13:38:43 GMT -5
Sexy Dynamo is backstage with Terri Runnels.
Terri: I am so glad I met you. After following that disgusting pig Ultimo Chocula around for the longest time, I've been looking for a guy like you. Someone who's sensitive to my feelings and can satisfy all my desires.
Dynamo: Terri, my flower. You know that you are the loveliest lady in EWT. However, it is Sexy Dynamo's mission to bring the sexy to all in EWT, so you know this will not last forever.
Terri: But Dynamo, I...
Dynamo: Shh, my sweet. Embrace this moment, like you must embrace all moments in life. Now, let us go to the ring and show all of the lovely ladies what bringing the sexy is all about.
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Post by Smark4lyfe on Sept 22, 2006 14:22:17 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,
The crowd boos as The New Era poses
It's almost Skies The Limit! The fans cheer But theres one thing wrong about that... I'm not in it! Now Tom E how can you not include the... New...Era! The fans boo. You included the yesterdays news Maelstorm who has way too good hygiene. You Suck! You Suck! You included Rock Lee a Jackie Chan wanna be Boooooo You included the Team Ireland...I don't even want to talk about them. Unreal sucks! Unreal sucks! Lets go Zach! Shut up you unworthy fans! Now back to what I was saying... You even included yourself! The worse part is you included the Prochecy and Rated X but not the greatest Tag Teams of all The New Era! F*** You! F*** You! I'll let this pass Tom but you better involve me in the Tag Team Belts soon!
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 Rick Raskall on Sept 22, 2006 15:46:12 GMT -5
Billy Jack Haynes is already in the ring as Sexy Dynamo enters the arena with Terri on his arm. Sexy Dynamo has a rose clenched between his teeth. They both enter the ring. Sexy Dynamo strikes a pose as Terri slides between his legs. She gets to her feet, then Dynamo kisses her. Terri ends up with the rose in her teeth.
The bell rings. Sexy Dynamo bounces around the ring, having a little fun. Billy Jack Haynes doesn't like it and starts chasing after Dynamo. Dynamo lures Haynes into the corner, and Haynes misses a shoulderblock. Dynamo jumps over Haynes and rolls into a sunset flip.
1...2...kickout.
Dynamo dances over to the ropes. Haynes runs at him, but Dynamo slides underneath Haynes. Haynes stops at the ropes. Terri waves at Haynes seductively, then does the Horny Devil dance and blows him a kiss. While Haynes is distracted, Dynamo runs, flips over Haynes, and hits him with a Stunner in one fluid motion! Haynes drops to the mat.
Dynamo goes to the corner and springs off the top rope with the Love Rocket!
1...2...3!
Sexy Dynamo rolls out of the ring. He kisses Terri, taking the rose back in his mouth. They strut back up the entrance ramp.
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Post by Ultimo Chocula on Sept 22, 2006 23:35:38 GMT -5
(The tail end of a cat food commercial is on screen as a little orange cat is eating out of a bowl.)
Voice over: "That's Kitty Yums brand cat food! The brand that cats ask for by barfing up stuff!"
(Just then the cat honks up a large gooey hairball onto the floor. The commercial ends and an EWT Rewind starts up with Gorilla Monsoon on commentary.)
Gorilla: "Welcome back, folks! If you just tuned in you won't believe what happened before the commercial break! We were supposed to have a match between Ultimo Chocula and the veteran Rowdy Roddy Piper. We were all set to go and then this happened!"
(The camera shows Piper taking off his kilt and getting ready for the match while on the other side of the ring UC is leaning up against the buckles still wearing the same track pants from two weeks ago. UC turns apathetically and meets Piper in the center of the ring for the match. The bell rings and suddenly the entire arena yells "SURPRISE!" as confetti and balloons fall from the ceiling. What the.......?)
Gorilla: "Just as the match was underway the EWT threw a surprise party for Roddy celebrating his over thirty years in the business! Everybody was on hand for the festivities and the entire place went bananas!"
(Sure enough, Roddy looks around smiling as the entire locker room comes out from the back and congratulate Roddy on his HOF career. Several guys put Roddy up on their shoulders as the entire arena starts a chorus of "For He's A Jolly Good Fellow". After the song is over Jack Tunney himself starts to slice up the cake and Pat Patterson passes out pieces to everyone. Don't worry, it's big enough. Everyone in the place is dancing and laughing and smiling and having a ball! Everybody............................................except one.
That's right. Slipping out of the crowd and sulking on his favorite sulking couch is UC in one of the biggest downer moods we've seen him in. Suddenly Dusty Rhodes busts in on him fresh from the party, wearing a giant foam cowboy hat and cherry cobbler smeared all over his face. Apparently he feels now's a good time for an interview.)
Dusty: "Hallo! This is the AmmmmmmmmercanDreamDuthtyRhodeth! Looky here! It's a party! This place is jumpin'! We dancin'! We havin' a good time! That's right! We havin' a big ol' wing ding for our good friend Roddy Roddy Pip-ah! He a Halla Famah! He a legend! He one of the biggest stars in the history of wrasslin', Jack! And we havin' a big party fer 'im! Uh huh! We got pie! We got a pinata! We got pony rides! We got a ferris wheel! We got everythang! We havin' us a good ol' time! Everybody came out fer this one! Lou Albano here! Abdullah The Butcha here! Billy Jack Haynes here! Everybody here! We shoutin' and laffin' and havin' a good ol' time!"
UC: "Could you have a good time somewhere else? I'm really not in the mood for this crap."
Dusty: "Whatsa matter, Ul-Tee-Mo? Why aintcha out there with the rest of us? There cake!"
UC: "Oh, you mean the party that my match was canceled for? The match where I was hoping to get a win and get back on track? That match? Oh don't mind me! I'm just trying to get my career in shape! You go back out there and have fun and forget about me and my wretched existence!"
(Dusty looks at UC for a few moments before blurting out.)
Dusty: "Suit'cher self! Limbo contest starts in five minutes! I gonna win that!"
(Dusty turns and starts to shout towards the arena as he walks out of the room.)
Dusty: "Look out, Roddy Roddy Pip-ah! I gonna limbo you socks off! Here come the Dream! And slice me up another piece of that cobblah!"
(Dusty leaves and UC is left there all by himself. Yep. All by himself..............and of course the camera man who always seems to be there for these types of things. UC sighs and looks right into the camera lens for a second. He clears his throat and addresses the people at home.)
UC: "Ok, I'll admit it. Ever since I've shown up at the EWT I've been a bit difficult. And I've come to realize that I'm not exactly popular around here. I've been booed in every arena I've had a match in and to be honest, I deserved it. I see that now. I'm just sorry it took such drastic measures for me to realize it. Look at me. I'm at the bottom of the roster. My matches get canceled at the last minute. I don't even get an intro with music or pyro or any of that stuff like all the other guys do. All my friends are gone and nobody cares if I show up at all. It's safe to say that this is the worst I've ever been.
But, this Sunday at Skies The Limit, I have a chance to redeem myself. I have a chance to win the OX Division Title from Rock Lee, whoever THAT is, and my former partner Billy Ubermark. I've had chances like this before and I've always blown it. But this time it will be different! This time I've got my mind clear and my senses sharp! This time I'm not going to screw it up like I always do! This Sunday, the Ox Division Title will be......"
(Suddenly the camera cuts to a commercial featuring a mother and her thirteen year old daughter sitting at a table drinking Earl Gray Tea and discussing lady things.)
Daughter: "Mom? Do you ever get that........not so fresh feeling?"
Mother: "You mean like you're giving birth to a bucket of eels?"
Daughter: "Yeah. I feel that way sometimes. What do you do when you feel that way?"
Mother: "Me? I never feel like that! You're on your own, freak! My gawd, what's wrong with you?"
Voice over: "Do you have unsympathetic parents? Does no one understand you? Try smoking! Yes, kids your age all over the nation are enjoying the smooth taste of Bleeding Lungs Cigarettes! One puff and you'll be relaxed in no time! And not only does it calm your nerves but you'll also look cool doing it! Really, really cool!"
(The girl is now hanging out behind a middle school with all of her friends smoking cigarettes and coughing in short, hard bursts.)
Girl: (after a loud cough she gives the thumbs up) "I feel so much better! Thanks, Bleeding Lungs!"
Voice over: "Oh no, thank you! And remember! We here at Bleeding Lungs Cigarettes and all of it's subsidiaries love you! We'd never do anything to destroy your health and get you addicted to a highly toxic product! There may be these so called "experts" and "doctors" who will tell you smoking will kill you but in reality cigarettes are no more harmful than cotton candy! Anti-smoking statistics all just propaganda! If you know anyone who tells you smoking is bad, that person is a terrorist and hates America!"
(All the kids turn and salute.)
Voice over: "That's Bleeding Lungs Cigarettes! What the most important people in the world smoke!"
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Curly Long
AC Slater
Midget Wrestling Master
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Post by Curly Long on Sept 23, 2006 6:17:11 GMT -5
We cut back to find Curly Long who is smirking as we find him in the TV crew trailer out behind the arena. Mr. Big is lazily sitting on one of the desks having a coffee.
CURLY: Hahah .. check it out Big ...
MR. BIG: What's that?
CURLY: That Ultimate chocolate flavored ignoramus is such an idiot, he can't even finish his own promo without the camera people getting bored ...
A nerdy but pretty female technician approaches Curly.
TECHIE: Erm .. Mr. Long you just pulled out the cable to camera 4, we lost transmission at ringside!
CURLY: Did I sweetie pie? ...
TECHIE: I am not your sweetie pie, my name is Eve!
CURLY: Oh I'm sorry that was completely unintentional, what I meant to do was pull out this cable!
EVE: No .. thats the ....
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The screen comes back on as power is restored. Curly is now sitting on the techies lap smoking a cigarette from the bleeding lungs range. Eve is now no longer nerdy looking but a wild voracious lingerie wearing beauty. Curly looks up from her to the camera and winks
CURLY: Yep just like that film, I can tell you she's all that!
EVE: Oh Curly!
Off to the right Mr. Big has finished his coffee, and is trying to find something to do, rather than watch Curly Long's scandolous activities. He notices something on a tv screen and leaves the trailer.
CURLY: Yo Big! .. Dammit now where has he gone!
EVE: Well, while you figure out that puzzle i'm going to re-insert the cable!
Eve dissappears from sight, Curly who was trying to figure out where Big had gone suddenly has an enourmous grin on his face. Which just gets bigger and bigger, he turns to the camera
CURLY: Well ... Ultimo may been down and out, but Curly here is up and in! .. Heheh ... Now be a good lad and turn the camera off.
The camera swivels over to a live monitor feed which shows Mr. Big in the ring hitting two HFD's on both members of the US Express and getting the pinfall. Off camera we hear Eve whispering sweet nothings
(fade out to video promo for "The Skies the Limit"!)
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Post by The Lach is very tired on Sept 24, 2006 2:18:25 GMT -5
*Spaz is shown arriving at the arena for The Skies the Limit. He walks through the backstage area looking focused. He then heads into the locker room & takes a seat. He pulls the title belt out of his bag & looks at it. He then kisses it & sits it down on the bench next to him. He starts to tape up his shoulder.*
S: Once more for the gold. Time to shine, like my life is on the line.
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Post by chanceconfidence on Sept 24, 2006 2:42:10 GMT -5
We cut to the view of somebody's locker room, showing them watching... what appears to be a bunch of really awful backyarders trying to wrestle hardcore style. Currently, it shows one charging at another wielding a chainsaw. The screen quickly cuts away as you hear the sound of blood spurting.
Yard Tard 1: Owwwww.... my arm!!!
Yard Tard 2: Dude... don't be such a wuss. All I did was cut you.
Suddenly, the sound of a chainsaw falling onto the ground is heard as another loud scream is heard.
Yard Tard 1: Owww..... my foot!!!
Yard Tard 2: Geez... quit being such a baby.
It shows the guy pick the chainsaw back up, unfortunately while it's still on... and another louder yelp can be heard.
Yard Tard 1: OOOOOOOOW!!! My Weiner!!! I think... I'm dying. Oh yeah, I'm dying * thud *
yard Tard 2: Ok dude... quit faking that crap man. I mean, all I did was... ummm, dude?
The screen pans away, showing Confidence boredly watching the tv, an an under his chin.
Chance: Well then... glad I never resorted to that kind of idiocy.
The Screen cuts to two more backyard wrestlers boxing each other, wearing " Sock Em Boppers "
Yard tard 3: Check it out... here comes my finisher!
The guy pushes the other guy... as it turns off, pushing him off a roof, into six tables, wrapped in barbwire and set on fire...
Yard tard 4: ...
Chance sighs, reaching over a popping a piece of poppin corn into his mouth.
Chance: Well, I gotta admit, watching idiots kill themselves to prepare for my Toolshed title match... pure genius. Glad I thought of it...
Hoss Matthews suddenly enters the locker room, standing behind Chance.
Hoss: Why hello there Chance... what are ya... did that guy just hit that other guy with a Shovel?!
Chance looks over at the screen, showing a guy bleeding him the forehead and crying.
Chance: Eh, looks more like a hoe to me. Why are you ruining my observation time anyway?
Hoss thinks for a bit.
Hoss: Well, I'd just like to get a few words from you... before your match, where you face both Spyke Johanson, the current EWT Champion... AND your kinda rival... Great Hugo.
Chance sighs looking up at Hoss.
Chance: A few words huh... I win. They Lose. You're a Termite. Happy?
Hoss shrugs.
Hoss: Sure... that'll do I guess.
Chance: Good... now please exit my locker room. The smell of your failure is way too much for me to bear... plus, I'm busy.
Hoss looks at the screen one last time, showing a Backyard guy driving towards another guy on what appears to be a Zamboni.
Yard tard 5: So... ummm... is this safe?
Yard Tard 6: Shut up and stand still...
Hoss quickly exits the room, just as the Zamboni driving wrestler.... misses completely. The other guy breathes a sigh of relief... until another guy in a Mantis Costume jumps off the roof and slams a Wooden Chair right into his face.
Yard tard 5: Oh god... I'm dying!!!
Mantis Guy: ... Baby.
Fade to commercial.
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Post by Ronnie L. Cordova on Sept 24, 2006 10:37:31 GMT -5
(Rachael Leigh Cook is shown in a hospital bed, with the GND Title sitting on a table next to her. The fans in the arena boo her. She addresses the camera.)
RLC: "Fans of EWT, you may have noticed that I did not face my scheduled opponent, Wendi Richter this week. And you may have noticed that neither Rosa and I are on the card for Skies the Limit. The reason behind it is this..."
(A doctor removes the covers from her bed to reveal that she is in a cast that reaches from her upper torso, down to her feet.)
RLC: "I wish I could face Rosa at Skies the Limit, I was really looking forward to it... but it looks like that will have to wait for another day. Now, the reason I am still GND Champion, is because it states in my contract, that my title can only be stripped if my injury takes place in the ring. And if you haven't put 2 and 2 together yet, this did not take place in the ring. I went paragliding with Edge and Lita the other day, and unfortunately, I landed awkwardly during my final descent. I apologize to all the EWT fans who were looking forward to seeing me in the ring on Sunday.
(A somber Rachael stares into the camera as we fade 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 Sept 24, 2006 11:22:37 GMT -5
*A light blue Buick LeSabre pulls up to the back of the EWT. Soon, the Ragnals pop out of the car, Mike and Joe toting duffel bags with their ring gear, while Linda is wearing her usual clothes.*
MIKE: Welp, here we go, guys, the biggest night of our lives.
LINDA: Hey, you mean YOUR lives. I'm the one without any matches coming up.
MIKE: Right, right. Well, I'm gonna get ahead of you guys. G'luck tonight, Joe.
JOE: Yeah, thanks.
*Mike heads on up ahead of his siblings. As they continue to walk, Linda approaches Joe with a question.*
LINDA: Joe, hey, do you... well, since Mike prolly doesn't need us for the Hell in a-
JOE: Sis, thanks, but no. I'm not gonna need a manager tonight.
LINDA: But-
JOE: Hey, this is about family honor right now. If I don't defend it myself...who will?
LINDA: I guess...
JOE: I'll be fine, don't worry. Just, you know, relax.
*With that, Joe heads on up ahead of Linda, leaving her to walk beside herself.*
LINDA: God...please don't let anything bad happen tonight...
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Post by Poker Joker on Sept 24, 2006 19:22:08 GMT -5
(The scene opens up in the locker room area of the arena. Josh Mathews is sitting on a bench with microphone in hand. Beside him is Billy "The Virgin" Ubermark, who is slowly putting tape around one of his wrists in preparation for this evening's events.)
*JOSH* (sounding somewhat excited): This is Josh Mathews for E.W.T. Television, and I'm in the locker room with one of the wrestlers who will be participating in tonight's "The Sky's The Limit" pay-per-view event... Billy "The Virgin" Ubermark. Billy, this is a big night. What comments do you have regarding your match, this evening?
(Billy stops wrapping his wrist with tape and looks over at Josh.)
*BU*: What do I think of my match? I'll tell you what I think of my match. I don't understand iit!
(Josh looks slightly confused by Billy's comment)
*JOSH*: Well, what is there not to understand about a Triple Threat Match?
*BU* (raising his voice, slightly): I'm not talking about THAT match, moron. I understand EVERYTHING regarding that match to the letter, including why it was made, and believe me.... it STINKS! The match I'm talking about is my match against Spaz for the E.W.T. World Title, tonight.
*JOSH*: But, Billy, you didn't get that match. Instead, Maelstrom will be facing Spaz for the World Title.
*BU*: EXACTLY! That SHOULD HAVE BEEN my match. But because Spaz is a gutless coward, and he doesn't want to take a chance at losing the World Championship to a VIRGIN, old Tuna Lips has got MY title shot. And that's what I don't understand! How can this injustice be let to stand?! Its a damn disgrace, I tell you! I've been one-half of the E.W.T. Tag-Team Champions. I was one of the greatest Tri-State Champions this company has ever seen. I'm one of the most talented superstars to ever grace the ring. And I even went toe-to-toe with the World Champion, Spaz, and almost beat him before he lucked out and got a no-decision in that match. And what does this company do? They give MY World Title shot to some guy who's just coming back from a hiatus and smells like the dumpster behind the Red Lobster, while I get shoved into a match for some second-rate title with a pair of chumps! All because Spaz is too big of a coward to fight me again for his title!
*JOSH*: Well, Billy, what are you going to do about all of this? And what about the match that you DO have, tonight, against Ultimo Chocula and Rock Lee for the OX Division Title?
(Billy stares at Mathews for a moment and scowls.)
*BU*: What am I going to do about all this? I'll show you what I'm going to do. Just watch!
(With that Billy rips the tape around his wrist from the roll. He throws the roll behind him and storms off, leaving Mathews speachless and still sitting on the bench as the interview abruptly ends. As Mathews simply shrugs his shoulders, the scene fades to black.)
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Post by Virus aka Captain No-Nuts on Sept 26, 2006 0:21:52 GMT -5
(We fade in to see almost total darkness. Apparently somebody forgot to pay the power bill at the venue for The Sky's The Limit! We hear footsteps, then a muffled *THUMP*.)Virus: OW! Dammit, who turned off the lights?! (More muffled movement is heard, as well as muttering from Virus.)Virus: Pocket light... *click, click*... damn, no batteries... Hmm. I got that Zippo I picked up on the flight back from Idaho... *click* (The flame from the Zippo illuminates Virus's face, and we see we are near the arena bookstore. There's a stack of National Enquirers, which Virus quickly rips to shreds, moves a fair distance from the store, then lights. The rest of the room lights up.): Hey, Mike! Somebody finally found some LIGHT! Mike: Sweet! (The Ragnals stumble into the frame as Virus looks on incredulously.)Virus: So... uh.. mind telling me who the hell turned the lights off? Mike: We really don't know... they were off when we got here, but once we figured out what had happened the door locked behind us... for mysterious, situation-creating reasons. Joe: Yeah. But in the mean time, FIRE! (Joe pulls out a bag of marshmallows from his knapsack.)Virus: What the hell?! Oh well, roasted marshmellows rock. Pass me the bag! (The three superstars sit around and chat as the fire continues burning and the marshmellows begin roasting. We fade to commercial.)
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Post by HMARK Center on Sept 26, 2006 0:51:46 GMT -5
<Live EWT cameras show up a shot of a large arena, but clearly not one the EWT fans are used to. The crowd seems quiet as they await the next match, and a man in a clean suit enters the ring, reading from a card…in Japanese.>
Ring Announcer: <translated> The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a 45 minute time limit, and it is for the Extreme Wrestlecrap Threaderation Tag Team Championships. Introducing first, the champions…
<“Clint Eastwood” plays as many of the fans begin to cheer loudly, as Hmark and Moxie, the gaijin du jour, with Auraelia at their side, make their way out. Hmark’s coat has been augmented with a hood that actually doubles as a removable mask, one that comes down over his eyes, giving him the appearance of a dark dragon. The champions stand in the ring, as the ring announcer looks at a different card.>
RA: The champions have issued an open challenge to any team in Pro Wrestling MOSES; their contract was signed only this morning. The challengers…
<A techno beat begins to play, only to be interrupted by a few rap lines…it’s a hybrid entrance, two singles stars combining their themes into one! Dave Prazak and Lenny Leonard are watching the feed back in America, and commentate over it>
DP: That sounds like “Hysteric Trance”!
LL: No…it sounds like “Art and Life”!
DP: I think that makes it “Hysteric Life”, no?
<The crowd roars in approval as the team of GHC World Heavyweight Champion, Naomichi Marufuji, and his partner KENTA make their way towards the ring.>
DP: Oh my God!
LL: What have the tag champs just gotten themselves into?!
<The champions stay in one corner of the ring, not flinching, while the challengers alternate between popping the crowd and staring them down intently. Both sides are ready for a fight. Auraelia holds both of the Tag Titles, and kneels in front of the champs, as if to assure them they’ll be safe. Hmark smiles and motions for her to rise and exit the ring.>
<Eventually, everyone is ready; the two teams go to their corners, and the action starts with Hmark against Marufuji. The GHC Champion and the EWT Tag Champion begin to circle one another, before finally hooking up. Both men fight for the upper hand, but get nowhere, and have to break it. They try again; this time, Marufuji quickly grabs Hmark’s arm, wringing it slowly, and drives his elbow into Hmark’s arm, driving Hmark to one knee. Hmark is in pain, but keeps his cool. He tumbles forward, tumbles backwards, spins on his back, and pops up, now clutching Marufuji’s arm in a wringer of his own! The GHC Champion makes his way to the ropes, using them to lift himself up and flip forward, getting Hmark to release the hold. The respectful crowd applauds to show their appreciation.>
<Soon, the two men look about ready for some chain wrestling; Hmark dives for a leg, taking Marufuji to the mat, and quickly transitions over to the head, going for a reverse chinlock, but Marufuji rolls out, once more grabbing the arm, trying to get on top of Hmark with a key lock. Hmark slides out, grabs Marufuji’s head, and bridges forward, pulling Marufuji’s head back…no! Decoy! Hmark instead goes for the leg, and grapevines the GHC Champion! Marufuji fights, struggling to get free, before finally using his free to kick Hmark off. The Tag Champ relents, allowing Marufuji to get up, shake his knee out, and tag in KENTA.>
<Hmark stands, ready to fight,>
Moxie: HEY!
Hmark: Huh?
<Looking over, Hmark can see Moxie eagerly extending his hand, almost begging for a tag. Getting a wry grin, Hmark obliges his partner. KENTA looks a bit annoyed, but Mox has a rather malicious looking grin on his face as he takes time to adjust his pads.>
<The two men assume a striking position, which Moxie immediately capitalizes on, nailing a stiff kick to KENTA’s side. KENTA squints in pain, but brushes it off, before returning the favor to Moxie. Mox grits his teeth a bit, but continues to smile. Soon, the pace picks up; KENTA, fed up, let’s loose an open hand slap to Moxie’s chest, which Moxie immediately returns. The slaps turn to chops, which turn to elbows, which turn to kicks, with neither man giving an inch. Eventually, Moxie goes for a roundhouse kick, but KENTA ducks it, before popping up with a spinning kick to the gut. Moxie doubles over, allowing KENTA to hit the ropes and come back with a kick to the side of Moxie’s face! Cover!>
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<Kickout! KENTA picks Moxie right back up, and begins to unleash a Muy Thai chop combo, but Moxie dodges, and picks KENTA up for a Saito Suplex…KENTA escapes! KENTA immediately rushes Hmark, knocking him off the apron and to the floor, and runs back, nailing Moxie with a flying forearm! He tags Marufuji back in, and the two men go to work.>
<The two unleash a barrage of blows to Moxie, weakening him, allowing KENTA to scoop him up and slam him in the corner. Moxie sits up, facing towards the audience, with his back to his opponents, giving Mar Fuji a chance; the GHC Champ runs the ropes, leaps over, and in one bound, comes back in through the second and first ropes, nailing the seated Moxie with a vicious dropkick! Cover!>
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<No! Moxie grabs the rope! Marufuji quickly goes to lock Moxie up in an Indian Deathlock, but turns around, facing away from Mox, and kneels, before bridging back and grabbing Moxie’s head in a sort of Muta Lock/Indian Deathlock combo! More applause from the crowd, but Moxie manages to reach out and grab the ropes.>
<Quick tags follow from the challengers, who seem thoroughly prepared. At one point, KENTA nails a Falcons Arrow on Moxie; Mox rolls near the ropes onto his stomach in pain, as KENTA goes out to the apron, preparing for something vicious. KENTA leaps in……and promptly lands on his feet, turns and says something to Hmark, and hits Moxie with a small, insulting brush of his boot to the face. Hmark tries to get into the ring, but the ref will have none of it.>
<Moxie continues to take the beat down, while Hmark continues to be thwarted at every turn>
Dave Prazak: It would appear the challengers sure knew what they were going to do going into this match. Their gameplan is going off perfectly as we speak!
Lenny Leonard: Don’t forget, KENTA and Marufuji also have a long history of teaming together; these are two guys who know how to work like a well-oiled machine, and, unlike the champs, they KNEW who they’d be facing going into this match.
DP: Doesn’t take away from the challengers, though.
LL: Absolutely not.
<Marufuji tags in, and nails a quick kick to Moxie’s gut, again doubling him over. Marufuji grabs his head…could it be Shiranui time?! It is! Marufuji goes for his version of the Shiranui/Sliced Bread #2; he hit’s the ropes, climbing…WAIT! Moxie holds him up in midair! He twists him, aaaaand…Blue Thunder Driver! Moxie, with a burst of adrenaline, leaps almost clear across the ring to tag in Hmark!>
<Hmark comes in, and returns a favor to KENTA, knocking him off the apron. He goes to work on Marufuji, hitting some stiff chops, before going for an Irish Whip, which Marufuji reverses! Marufuji with a Super Kick attempt!- Hmark ducks it, and slides under the bottom rope onto the apron! Marufuji turns around, Hmark leaps, sprinboard…flying leg lariat! Cover!>
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<KENTA with the save! Hmark and KENTA begin exchanging blows, until KENTA gets the upper hand; KENTA hit’s the ropes, Yakuza Kick attempt- He’s CAUGHT by Hmark! Hmark has KENTA’s leg grabbed and hooked, he stands behind him, wraps his other arm around KENTA’s shoulder, locks in…REGALPLEX ON KENTA, with a bridge!>
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<KENTA powers out! KENTA rolls to the outside to collect himself; Hmark gets up, but Marufuji is up! Naomichi and Hmark get entangled, but Hmark grabs the World Champ for a Half-Nelson Suplex…Marufuji won’t go over! Hmark keeps trying, they fall towards the ropes…and Marufuji manages to grab the ropes and pull both men to the floor! Hmark’s outnumbered, but fights nonetheless; out of nowhere, Moxie with a Heat-Seeking Missle Tope between the first and second rope takes everybody down!>
<Everyone eventually works their way back in, and the fight continues. At one point, KENTA attempts a clothesline on Hmark, but Hmark avoids, and literally picks KENTA up and throws him out of the ring! Hmark yells out to Moxie, who quickly takes Marufuji down with a neck breaker. Hmark grabs the prone Marufuji, setting him up for a Necronomicon! Moxie ascends the top rope…KENTA from out of nowhere! KENTA runs in, knocks Hmark down with an elbow, and leaps in a single bound to the top rope, where Moxie stands! KENTA sets him up…FALCONS ARROW FROM THE TOP ROPE! COVER!>
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<Hmark just BARELY with the save! KENTA immediately turns towards Hmark, hits his chop combo, and picks him up in a fireman’s carry…GO 2 SLEEP!>
<WAIT! Hmark fights! Hmark begins throwing knees to the side of KENTA’s head, desperate to escape! He slides down, turns around…and eats a Superkick from Marufuji! Hmark is dazed, he turns around…BAISAKU KNEE STRIKE from KENTA! Cover!>
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DP: OH MY GOD!
<Moxie comes crashing down with a 450 Splash onto KENTA, breaking the cover!>
LL: What a save from Moxie! I don’t believe this!
<Moxie goes for a cover!>
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<Marufuji drags him off! He picks Moxie up, hoping to pitch him over the top rope, but Moxie lands on the apron. Marufuji leaps after him, jumping over the top rope, and the two men come to blows on the apron! Back and forth, back and forth, Marufuji swings…Moxie grabs him! Hefts him up for a suplex->
DP: <almost screeching> BRAINBUSTAAAAAH ON THE APRON FROM MOXIE!
<Marufuji collapses to the outside, dazed and confused.>
<Inside the ring, Moxie tries for a cover on KENTA, who quickly grabs the ropes. He gives a cuthroat signal to the crowd…another brainbuster! He lifts up KENTA…who escapes! Picks Moxie up….GO 2 SLEEP! He pulls it off, knee into Moxie’s face! This’ll be it->
<NO! Hmark is up! KENTA spins around right into a Dragon’s Wings! COVER!>
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<The bell finally rings, and all four men are beaten to a pulp.>
Announcer: The winnahs of this bout, and still Extreme Wrestlecrapu Threaderation Tag Team Champioooooons, Prophecy Reborn-u!
<“Clint Eastwood” plays as Auraelia checks on her guys. Within a couple minutes, all four men are back to their feet. They stand facing one another…when the PR gives the two challengers a bow of respect. The challengers, appreciative, extend their hands. A handshake and embrace later, and the crowd applauds the respect being shown.>
DP: There you have it, folks! The EWT Tag Team Titles have been defended outside of the United States for the first time ever, and are now officially the EWT WORLD Tag Team Titles!
LL: History being made before our very eyes; now it’s ‘bout time the champs got their asses back to the States, and let’s see ourselves a real Scaffolds/Tables match at Skies the Limit!
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Curly Long
AC Slater
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Post by Curly Long on Sept 26, 2006 7:08:58 GMT -5
Back at the 'Skies the Limit' arena and everything is still dark. Except for Virus and the Ragnals who are toating marshmallows. Up hig however in the upper tiers of the areana a couple of flash lights can be seen moving about. We switch tot he nearest camera and hear voices.
??:I think you may have gone to far this time boss.
??:Nonsence if these idiots think they can have a PPV without me the real main event then they need a sharp stick up there backsides!
The camera gets closer to the moving lights
??:Now then, with no power they will have to listen to my demands, I want title shots, an entourage of scantliy clad girls, some sort of firework display at my entrance!
??: But you have all of that already, boss.
??:Yeah, but now I can have it even bigger and better or my name isn't Curly Long!!
The Camera catches up to the lights and finds that it is indeed Curly Long & Mr. Big. They have reached one of the elite boxes
CURLY: Heh ... we really did a good job in that electrics trailer! ... Look at those poor bumpkins having to use firelight to see .. hahaha ...
Curly stumbles into the room, and sits in one of the chairs
CURLY: Ok, Big turn on our lights .... BIG! .. the lights!
MR.BIG: There not working ...
CURLY: But I set it so only these lights in this room would work!
??: and then I changed them!
CURLY: Big that you?
There is no answer, only darkness and shadows. Curly's torch scans the room but finds no one not even Bigs torch. Curly swings its beam around until he is back where he started. A stony face appears out of the gloom right infront of Curly's torch light.
MAELSTROM: No pathetic 2 inch tall half-pint is going to stop the tide from claiming Spaz tonight!
CURLY: Ahhhhhhh!
Maelstrom knocks the torch and camera away. A huge ruckus can be vaguely seen in the dark. Although nothing is clear at one point what looks like Curly goes flying across the room hitting the wall. We fade out as the violence continues!
(Cut to commercial)
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