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Post by Toom E. Guci on Apr 1, 2008 14:44:38 GMT -5
*Toom E Dangerously is walking backstage. He bumps into Scott Baio & stops.*
Hey, you're Scott Baio. Congrats on the baby.
Scott: Thank you, thank you very much.
Toom E: Say, is there truth to the rumor that they are making a big screen version of Scott Baio...45 & Pregnant?
Scott: Well, it depends...do you mind answering a question for me?
Toom: Sure!
Scott: What's the deal with Chance Confidence & the Match Board?
*Suddenly, Toom E's happiness turns to anger.*
Toom: They put you up to this, didn't they?
Scott: Who?
Toom: Sum Guy & Todd Grisham.
Scott: No...I been watching every episode & am curious. Plus, I thought being here would be PERFECT for my new reality show, Scott Baio...45 & Backstage.
Toom: Look Scott, I like you. And I always been a fan of yours. From Happy Days to Zapped to your work today. And for that, fine...I will tell you & everybody else...IN THE RING!!!
*And we cut to commercial.*
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Post by Toom E. Guci on Apr 1, 2008 15:08:41 GMT -5
*Come back from commercial, as Toom E Dangerously is now in the ring. He has a microphone in one hand & the EWT Heavyweight Championship Belt over his shoulder.*
You know, it has been apparent that folks want to know what is going on around here. Within the last month, EWT superstars have left or jumped ship, causing massive amounts of trouble for us. It left many asking how are going to fill the void? And the answer to that is I do not see a void. No, not at all. EWT survived before they came aboard & EWT will survive afterwards.
But we have run into a recent problem involving this...the EWT Heavyweight Championship. And that is why I have decided not to book Chance Confidence in a match this time around. Chance is a valuable superstar. I have always respected him as a wrestler & when he became champion, I respected him as a champion. But recent events have had me question Chance Confidence & his alliance to EWT. Reports have seen him backstage at the promotion that the other superstars jumped ship to. Is this the way a credible champion should work?
No, it's not. By being there, he is making a mockery of me as well as a mockery of EWT. So I have decided that Chance Confidence does not have to defend the EWT Heavyweight Championship just yet. No, no...Chance can take some time off as a champion.
No, I am not stripping him of the title. That wouldn't be fair after how he won it in the Survival Cage. Nope, instead I have decided something better.
See, April 27th, 2008 will be a little event I like to call theRoyal Pain In the Ass Rumble. And Chance Confidence will be in that battle royal. And his EWT Heavyweight Championship will be on the line in that match. And whether you like it or not Chance, you will either be in the battle royal or stripped of the belt. Either way, the belt is up for grabs in the match.
But I have decided to add a new stipulation to this match. You see, the Final 2 in the match will have a special challenge. I was thinking TLC Rules for the final 2, but that's to easy. Plus we have done it before. First Blood Rules? Wouldn't be fair if 1 of the Final 2 participants gets bloody prior to the Final 2.
Then it hit me....Last Man Standing Rules!!! It sounds PERFECT for Chance or whomever else to prove that they are worthy of the EWT Championship.
The question remains though...Chance, are you willing to enter the match as defending champion? Or do I need to strip you of the belt? Your loyalty is in question here.
And to show how proud I am of the EWT & all that the superstars do in the back, I have decided the first 2 entries in the Royal Pain In the Ass Rumble will be myself & a very special participant...since he brought it up backstage & since he wants to film his new reality show, Scott Baio...45 & Backstage, Mr. Baio can get ALL the backstage footage he wants as a participant in the Rumble Match because he opened his big fat mouth!!!
*Toom E tosses the microphone down & holds up the EWT Heavyweight Championship, pointing to himself as if he will win.*
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Post by The Line on Apr 1, 2008 15:37:24 GMT -5
Sum Guy is shown walking backstage, mic in hand, and stops in front of a closed door.
Sum Guy:Ronald McDonald here....APRIL FOOLS! Its Sum Guy! Gotchya! Got all of you! Well, anyway, I was told there was someone back here who needed to address you all. I was also told that that person is just behind this door! Lets see who it is.
Sum Guy opens the door and enters the room. The camera does not follow him in.
Sum: Its you?!?! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?
The camera walks into the room to reveal......Andy Duke!
Sum:Hold on! I know what day it is! This is some type of joke. You're not going to make me a fool!
Duke: If you're going to stay back here, then you need to shut up! Now, first off, this is NOT an April Fool's Joke. I'm sure all of you at home have read the dirt sheets and message boards. I'm here to clear up any rumors and myths, and tell my side...the truth....Yes, I was released by EWT, and yes, it was for violation of the Wellness Policy. It wasn't my first time, either. Truth be told, I've been trying to hide this addiction from everyone for years now. The fans, my co-workers, even my friends and family. But eventually it all caught up with me. So I was fired. And then I had what is known as a "Moment of Clarity". I was alone, sitting in apartment, not knowing when I was going to get my next buzz, not knowing if I could even afford the rent, and I broke down. And from that moment on, I told myself I was not going to fall victim to my genetics. I am not going let addictions ruin my life just like they have my parents and their parents before them. You see this?
He Pulls out what look like two poker chips.
Duke:This one is an AA chip, and this one is an NA chip. Each one represents only a few days, but you have to move rocks before you can mountains, right? Upon hearing of my intentions of getting clean, EWT officials got back in-touch with me, cooler heads prevailed, and I was able to get another contract. Less pay, and a lot stricter. One strike, and I'm out. But frankly, I need it. Without this job, I got nothing. I apologize to everyone who felt the reprocussions of my actions. I plan on never letting anything like that happen again. This is a rebirth of Andy Duke. No Cidal Squad. No Factions at all. Also, I officially am announcing my desire to compete in the Royal Pain in the Ass Rumble, if Toom allows me to. I have a great network of support set up for me. I am glad to be back here, that is, if you fans accept me being back.
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Post by default on Apr 1, 2008 19:13:51 GMT -5
*Sum Guy strolls backstage past an assortment of crates and trunks. He passes a catering table, picking up a donut and continues past a pair of maroon and white Zubaz moving up and down. He stops and backtracks a few steps staring up in astonishment for a minute before speaking.*
Sum Guy: You must be Sammy Stardust.
*Sammy Stardust glances down before doing two more one-armed pull ups on the bar before dropping down. He adjusts his Las Vegas Outlaws "HE HATE ME" jersey before looking at Sum Guy.*
Sammy: What gave that away?
*Sum Guy looks at the small stump attached to Sammy's right shoulder. Adjusting his head down into Sum Guy's eye path, Sum Guy nervously stops staring at the stump and instead concentrates on the floor.*
Sammy: You know, it's gotten to the point I don't even notice it's not there.
Sum Guy: So what are your plans and goals for the EWT?
Sammy: Plans? Goals? This isn't a heist at a soccer game.
Sum Guy: Uh... then uh... what are you here for then?
Sammy: What am I here for? I'm here to fight, but that should be a given.
Sum Guy: I see...
Sammy: Yeah, I guess I just dropped the bomb with some groundbreaking insight. If you're looking for more of a scoop, I also hope to make an impact. Hopefully, at the upcoming Royal Pain in the Ass Rumble.
Sum Guy: Well, good luck with that.
Sammy: Heh... Lady Luck and I don't exactly see eye to eye, but I'll try to break a leg out there.
*Sum Guy nervously looks away from Sammy again as Sammy smirks before hunching down to his knees and then onto his stomach. He pushes himself up and begins doing one-handed pushups as Sum Guy takes advantage of the awkward interview and walks off.*
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Post by Sigma: Current SRW Champ! on Apr 1, 2008 22:16:52 GMT -5
(Bell rings)
GMC: Ladies and Gentlemen, our next contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the EWT Toolshed Championship.
(“Princes of the Universe” by Queen Hits, Crowd boos big time)
GMC: From Tacoma, Washington. He weighs in tonight at 273 pounds. He is the EWT Toolshed Champion. Minipax’s own, SIGMA!!!
Tony Schiavone: Out comes Sigma, who looks like to be in a very foul mood.
Jesse Ventura: Of course he would be. His last opponent, Mysth got really lucky and rolled him up for the win. Sigma has been fuming all this time.
Tony Schiavone: Well, it has been announced that later on down the line that Sigma will have to face off against Mysth again and put up his Toolshed Championship.
Jesse Ventura: I would hate to be his opponent right now.
Tony Schiavone: Well, his opponent is none other than John “The Lion” Valentine, one half of the Guardinals.
Jesse Ventura: Well, here they come now.
("I'm the King of my World" by Saliva plays, the crowd cheers)
GMC: And his opponent, being led to the ring by Veronica De Marco, from Oak Harbor, Washington. He weighs in at 225 pounds; this is John “The Lion” Valentine.
Tony Schiavone: John Valentine coming to the ring, being led by the lovely Veronica De Marco. I must say he looks like a dead man walking, going up a really upset Sigma.
Jesse Ventura: Yeah, but the arm candy he’s with makes it worthwhile. She is something, isn’t she, Tony.
Tony Schiavone: Absolutely, but I’m married, so I can’t comment.
Jesse Ventura: Well, Sigma’s got the microphone now.
Tony Schiavone: Oh brother.
Sigma then stops Gary Capetta and takes the microphone.
Sigma: I know who you are. You’re not John “The Lion” Valentine. You’re actually Mysth. You just grew facial hair, dyed it, and changed wardrobe. You can’t fool me. You even brought out your bimbo of a girlfriend Ivy out to confuse me. I’m not that insipid to understand what you are trying to do. You cost me a match last time out. But now, you will go down in a blaze of SHAME!!!!
Sigma just charges after Valentine, who he thinks is Mysth, and boots him heavily to the head.
Tony Schiavone: And he just drills Valentine with a boot to the head. Valentine isn’t moving at all.
Jesse Ventura: Sigma got pissed and just decided to not waste any time.
Tony Schiavone: He’s put Valentine on the top rope. This could only signify one thing.
Jesse Ventura: I guess Sigma doesn’t want to waste any time here.
Tony Schiavone: He’s got him set up, and down they come for the God’s Wrath.
Jesse Ventura: And down he goes.
Ref: 1……..2………3. (Bell Rings)
GMC: Ladies and Gentlemen, Your winner and still EWT Toolshed champion…..SIGMA!
(Princes of the Universe by Queen Hits, crowd boos)
Tony Schiavone: Well, that was quick, but painful.
Jesse Ventura: Exactly, as we see here on the replay. (Replay comes up) Sigma just blasts Valentine with a boot to the head, and then just lays him out with the God’s Wrath. Quick cover and a quick victory for Sigma. It doesn’t get any simpler than that.
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Post by hardcorehensley on Apr 2, 2008 0:15:42 GMT -5
youtube.com/watch?v=NSvStbfSSLILillian Garcia: Ladies and gentlemen, your EWT OX Division champion...HARDCORE HENSLEY!!! Jim Ross: Folks, if you haven't heard yet, Hardcore Hensley did indeed one up BR Juri Sadamoto last night to capture his first taste of EWT gold. Joey Styles: That's right, JR, Hensley left it all in the ring, and walked away with his best accomplishment yet! "Hit Em High, Hit Em Low" plays as Hensley makes his way to the ring with his belt strapped around his neck. His presence is immediately met with a chorus of jeers, yet a stern look stays on his face the whole way. He slides into the ring, and almost instinctively snatches the microphone away from Garcia. Before he can speak though, more boos pour in from the couple thousand fans. A "You Suck D***!" chant even follows, but he bites his lip and waits as they drown out his theme music.JR: The fans don't seem too happy about what Hensley did to Sadamoto. Styles: I don't condone beating up girls, but Sadamoto knew what she was getting herself into when she stepped into that ring with Hensley. What can you say, he's a crazy bastard! Hensley: Alright, alright I'll man up. I deserved that. I mean, after what I did to her. When I walked down that ramp, and looked at my opponent, all I saw was me holding gold high. I figured it was gonna be a cakewalk then she hit me. I got up, and she hit me again and again. Before I knew it, she put me through a table. A table! That would be when I realized I was in for the fight of my life. We threw out the rulebook, and opened up upon one another. She cut into my forehead in three different spots, all of which required numerous stitches. I saw the biggest opportunity of my short career slowly crumbling up. This chick wanted to get hardcore with me. Me, who's so hardcore they put it in my damn name! So, I tested her. I was interested in seeing just how insane she could be! I slammed her down on this cold canvas, I beat her senseless with steel, and I sliced into her flesh. In the end, I was just too much for her. However, I know when credit is due, and I wanna take some time to thank you, Juri. I know it must've been hard in the midst of everything you were going through, but you worked me, for that I pay you with my thanks. Wherever you gone from here, you have my condolences. JR: Nice show of respect from Hensley. Styles: And they call him heartless! He pauses briefly. The crowd seems to have warmed up to him now. He brings the mic back up to his lips.Hensley: Now then, in case it hasn't been made clear enough for all of you, I am the EWT OX Division champion! Yeah, that's right. I'm gonna tell you how I plan on going about my reign too. You see, a lot of guys come out here and talk about they're gonna accept all challenges, and leave it all on the mat. They say how they're gonna be the greatest fighting champ. Well, that's pretty much what I wanna get in here. Every time you see me out here, I will be in action, and my title WILL be on the line! Whoever wants to step is more than welcome to because quite frankly it doesn't make a difference who my opposition is. I will prove that I'm the best EWT has to offer when I defeat man after man after man. He lets the mic fall to his side then goes to leave. Suddenly, a deep voice cuts through the arena.: What the hell was that?! Bullz-I, accompanied by his valet, Callie Shaw, appears on the stage.JR: Bullz-I?! Styles: What's going on here? Bullz-I: You, of all people, are declaring yourself the best EWT has to offer? I mean, DAMN! Hensley takes his mic back up.Hensley: What the s***? Bullz-I chuckles.Bullz-I: You know what, I'll give you this, Hensley. You may very well be the first EWT competitor to hit gold...WITHOUT EVEN HAVING WON A SINGLE MATCH ON POST-PER-VIEW!!! Honestly, it's no wonder so many have wised up and left this place! Hensley: What's stopping you from doing the same? Bullz-I: Ha ha, oh, now Mr. Fighting Champ is a wise ass too! Hensley: Man, shut the hell up before I jump over there! Bullz-I: You ain't gonna do s***! Hensley: Excuse me, I ain't gonna do s***? Dude, did you not just hear what I said? I don't give a damn if were in a ring, backstage, or out in the middle of the street, I'm ALWAYS ready to go! I don't need no referee either! This is my title, and I'll put it on the line in a pie eating contest if I wanna! Bullz-I: Well then what are you waiting for... Bullz-I drops his mic, and starts off for the ring. Hensley pauses for a moment then drops everything of his, and rolls out of the ring towards Bullz-I.Unsanctioned EWT OX Division Championship Match Hardcore Hensley (c) vs Bullz-IJR: What just happened? Styles: I think Hensley's having his first title defense! The two jack jaws as they head for one another. Hensley tackles Bullz-I on the ramp, and begins opening up on him with big rights and lefts. Bullz-I initially covers up, but out of nowhere, he turns the champ over and mounts him. He sticks him with a few shots of his own before being kicked off. Bullz-I swings at Hensley, but he ducks. Bullz-I's momentum carries him back around, right into a superkick from the champ. He manages to stay on his feet, and stumbles back up onto the stage. Hensley follows him, and gets in a handful of stiff kicks at the top of the ramp. The fans get more and more into them after each one. The last one actually drops the challenger to a knee. Hensley eyes him for another, but Bullz-I evades it at the last second by rolling to his side. This time, Hensley's momentum carries him around, and when he does come to a stopping point, Bullz-I's ready and waiting. He charges the champ, and scores big with his Swinging Neckbreaker From Hell. Hensley crashing on the steel can be heard all around the arena, and the crowd lets out an "ooh" reaction.JR: Ouch! Hensley eats steel! Styles: Steel wasn't made for men to be dropped onto it like that! While the champ clutches at the back of his neck, Bullz-I rises up to his feet. He comes over to his opponent steaming, and yanks him up. Hensley stands for a moment before getting hit with Bullz-I's Skull Crusher. The impact again sends the crowd into a frenzy.JR: Bullz-I just indented Hensley's head into the entrance stage! Styles: OH MY GOD!!! A closeup from a nearby cameraman even shows a decent dent from Hensley's head. A shot of a young boy with his mouth wide open pretty much sums that up. Bullz-I laughs at his destruction, and quickly rises back up. He drags Hensley over to the edge of the stage. Below, Shaw is shown setting up a wooden table. She also reveals another table, but this one includes a black board over top. She stacks them up then moves them closer to the action. Finally, she takes a black bag, and tosses up to her man. Bullz-I empties it's contents out onto the black board. Thousands upon thousands of thumbtacks are poured out, and everybody becomes immediately fixed on the action.JR: I'm getting a bad feeling here. Styles: He's not gonna do what I think he's gonna, is he? Bullz-I pulls Hensley up into a pile driver position, looking for his Spinal Driver perhaps. Hensley struggles for freedom though, and blocks him on two attempts. On the third try, Bullz-I does get him up, and the fans go frantic, but all for only a matter of seconds as Hensley again makes it back down to his feet. Before Bullz-I can try again, Hensley rams his head upwards. Bullz-I's eyes say it all, and he turns around, almost falling off. He bends down in agony, giving Hensley enough time to recover though. The champ studies his surroundings then speeds off at Bullz-I. He leaps up onto the man's shoulders, and Bullz-I leans towards the thumbtacks. However, his phenomenal strength is proven as he fights back. In a last effort, Hensley rolls forward, and they both plummet into the thumbtacks and tables. The reaction to the carnage is astonishing, and the crowd breaks into several chants, the main one being "HOLY S***!".JR: VICTORY ROLL OFF OF THE STAGE, THROUGH THE THUMBTACKS AND TABLES!!! Styles: OH MY GOD!!! Through it all, Hensley bursts up from the wreckage, and is welcomed with applause.Winner And STILL EWT OX Division Champion: Hardcore HensleyHensley nods his head affirmatively, and mouths off to the fans. Shaw races to Bullz-I's aid, crying out for help. Hensley simply limps back to the ring to collect his belt then heads to the back holding it high as "Hit Em High, Hit Em Low" plays across the loudspeakers again.JR: I think Hensley made his post pretty clear here just now, but you gotta give it up to Bullz-I. Styles: Yeah, I thought he had him, especially when he was setting him up for that Spinal Driver! Nevertheless, Hensley retains in a unique showing. Now, we send you backstage to Sum Guy with...some...other guy!
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Post by Square on Apr 2, 2008 13:38:38 GMT -5
Sum Guy: I'm Sum Guy and I like to eat cheese before doing interviews. I'm here with one half of the rookie team the Gaurdinals, Andy "The Eagle" Davidson
*Davidson walks into shot wearing a Gaurdinals "Animal Instincts" t-shirt and his wrestling jeans*
Sum Guy: Now Andy we haven't seen you since your team LOST to TJT, where you been?
Andy Davidson: Where I been? I've been in England watching the tape of that match over and over and one thing hits me all the time, it was a rookie mistake. You yourself said one half of the rookie tag team the Gaurdinals, well i'm no spring chicken. I've been in this industry since I was sixteen, nine years and what do I get called "a rookie". I've been in deathmatches, cage matches, techincal masterpieces and some of the greatest matches to ever come out of the UK. I've broken my legs so many times its painful for me to walk! And I get called a rookie?! WELL NO MORE. I'm not a great gambeler but I 'm going to say this: by January first 2009 you will be calling Andy "The Eagle" Davidson a champion, wether its the world title, the tag titles with John, hell I'll get a sex change and go for the Girls Next Door title if I need to! Sum Guy i'm being deadly serious here, if Andy Davidson is not a champion by January 1st 2009 I will leave EWT and the wrestling world for good.
*Andy looks stright into the camera with part of his bearded chin not fully on screen* AD: And I don't make idel threats, I make promises. I'm one half of the Gaurdinals, but I promise any of you wrestlers out there that if you think that on my own this Big British B****** is easy pickings, you have another thing coming.
*Fades out*
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Post by billymack on Apr 2, 2008 22:38:29 GMT -5
Billy Mack makes her, um his, um....that thing's way to the ring and asks for a microphone. ******************************************************************
You know, I have been here a short time in EWT & I must say, the reception backstage has not been warm. The only person who has class back there appears to be Sum Guy. He's such a sweet, caring, gentle young man.
The thing is, I have worked hard to make it into wrestling. I have trained by the best. And the rest of the Girl's Next Door...not 1 single one of them has even welcomed me backstage. But I understand why...they are jealous of me. I am more women then they will ever be. And that, well, that is a shame.
There is no reason to be jealous of me. Just because the men adore me & the women are envious, it's no reason to avoid me. I hear the whispers in the locker room when I change. "What is she doing here?" "What is she trying to prove?" "There's no way I am getting in the ring with THAT."
It's a shame...a cold hearted shame. I am better then them & they know. And soon, soon...somebody will be the first to see just how damn good I am.
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Billy Mack leaves the ring & heads for the back as the fans try to make sense of the promo they just heard.
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Post by The Line on Apr 2, 2008 23:12:20 GMT -5
We cut backstage to see Andy Duke standing in front of the EWT banner, ready for a promo.
Duke: Gonna make this short and sweet. I could stand back and here and draw X's on my wrist tape and say how "Competition is my only addiction" but that would be a lie. I am not in a position in my life where I can afford to lie. One of my steps to sobriety is being truthful. My addictions are still the biggest driving force in my life. Every morning where I wake up, the first thing I think about is where I'm going to get my next fix. But like I said last time you all saw me, I have a great network of friends and supporters helping me to keep on the straight and narrow. I'll be honest about something else. When you take away the gimmicks, and the flash, I honestly believe I am the greatest pound-for-pound wrestler here in EWT, and I plan on proving that by winning the World Title April 27th! The road to recovery is going to be a long journey plauged with bumps and temptations, but the prize at the end is worth it.
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Post by Trik Turner on Apr 3, 2008 16:27:51 GMT -5
*An old famaliar music is heard that hasn't been heard in a while. Somebody we haven't seen for quite some time makes his way to the ring. He grabs the microphone & begins to talk.* I think a re-introduction might be needed for those of you who do not remember me. And I doubt any of you do remember me. I am a world known superstar to many, but those of you here in EWT didn't give a crap about me last time I was here. I have gained massive respect, a sort of cult following if you will, on the indepenednt circuit. And each town I stopped in, the fans asked me if I am ever going to come bacl to EWT. And I responded with "Possibly never." Sure, I have been here a few times for 1 time deals. The money was right. But I admit, it is not about money on why I am back. Not by a long shot. See, I can very easily throw my name into the Royal Pain In the Ass Rumble & be a contender for the EWT Heavyweight Championship, but that is not why I am back, either. Oh, there's no doubt about it that I WILL be in the Rumble. But I am in there for 1 reason & 1 reason only. Spaz!!! You see, last time I was here under contract, I attempted to get Spaz. But he blew me off. He would have no part of me. You see, I followed Spaz's career. I have always been a fan of his. And when I came into EWT, I wanted to face him. Sure, I wound up facing HitmanMark instead, but that was for personal reasons. And I got inside the head of HitmanMark. Whether HitmanMark likes it or not, I beat him. But he didn't ignore me. He respected me. And Spaz...you blew me off. You disrespected me. Wrestling is a business about respect. And Spaz, you have made it personal now. This isn't about championships. This isn't about honor. This is about respect. And when I get you in the Rumble Spaz, you WILL have to face me somehow. And then Spaz, when I beat you at your own game...you nor the fans will forget about...Trik Turner!! *Turner tosses the mic down & leaves to a chorus of boo's.*
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Post by default on Apr 4, 2008 0:53:19 GMT -5
*"Ain't That A Kick In The Head" by Westlife fills the arena as images of the Vegas strips and various casinos are shown in gritty black and white on the tron. After a short pause, "The One Armed Bandit" Sammy Stardust makes his way out in a timeless black tuxedo with the black bowtie undone. Stardust strolls down the ring with a smile on his face. He pauses and looks at the ring apron and then down at his suit. He then decides to walk over to the ringsteps, quickly skipping up to the apron before ducking between the middle and top ropes. He motions for a microphone which Lillian Garcia hands to him. He whispers something into her ear which leaves a smile on her face. Sammy then paces in a circle around the ring twice, before stepping into the center of the ring and raising up the mic.*
Stardust: Good evening ladies and gentlemen, you may or may not have heard of me at this point as I'm relatively new to this scene. Regardless either way, I'd like to take this moment to personally introduce myself. The name is Sammy Stardust and I happen to hail from Las Vegas, the Entertainment Capital of the World.
*Stardust pauses for a second before raising the mic up again*
Stardust: The truth is, I'm not here for that. Entertainment isn't my strong suit. I'm no acrobat, I don't deal with tigers and I'm not a lounge singer. Oh, sure I might have been known to hold a note or two...
*Stardust then looks at his right jacket sleeve.*
Stardust: ...I just can't carry a tune.
*Sammy grins for a second before his face grows more serious, realizing the awkwardness from the audience on the subject.*
Stardust: The fact of the matter is this, I'm a fighter. I don't mean to brag or boast or build myself up claiming some unmatched greatness or anything along those lines. I was simply born to compete... to scrap. That's my jazz. It's the only true labor that I've ever excelled at, and it's my true love. It's what I do, it's who I am. I've struggled to win and I've struggled with losses. I've had luck on occassion and I've learned from mistakes on others. I may stand out in some senses, but there's no real difference between myself and you folks.
*Sammy lowers the mic for a second staring out at the crowd with a heartfelt smile*
Stardust: I'm sorry, I guess I'm rambling. I tried to warn you people, though, I'm no entertainer. I save the sizzle for the squared circle, that's the only entertainment I know. Thank you for your time.
*And with that, Sammy walks to the ropes and hands the microphone off as "Ain't That A Kick In The Head" begins to play again. Sammy ducks out to the apron, heads down the ringsteps and makes his way to the back.*
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Post by billymack on Apr 4, 2008 23:27:06 GMT -5
Billy Mack is walking backstage as Sum Guy approaches, um.....yeah. ********************************************************************
Sum GUy-I'm Sum Guy & I have a new crush. It's Billy Mack.
Billy Mack-Awww, how sweet. You're to cute.
Sum Guy-Thank you. But, I have to ask you though...why were you so harsh in your ring promo the other day?
Billy Mack-The thing is...I do not know how to react. I am new to all this wrestling stuff. I am trying & trying to fit in. But nobody appears to accept me for who I am. My father, my mother, my sisters don't even accept me as one of them.
Sum Guy-Oh Billy, don't be sad. I am sure you are liked backstage.
Billy Mack-But why have I not been booked in a match? I try & try & try. And I am just not appreciated. But no....you see Sum, sweetie, it is time I man up to who I am. I need to grow me some balls & get in that ring. And I am throwing out this open challenge to anybody...anybody here in EWT. I will make my daddy proud to have a wrestling superstar in the family. I will be the champion that he wants of a child.
Sum Guy-And the sun will rise again!!!!
Billy Mack-Huh?
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The Line
Patti Mayonnaise
Real Name: Bumkiss. Stanley Bumkiss.
Peanut Butter & JAAAAAMMMM!
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Post by The Line on Apr 5, 2008 0:04:02 GMT -5
Andy Duke is backstage, ready to give an interview.
Andy:Duke...that name stimulates many thoughts. One instantly thinks of royalty. How...fitting. How fitting that my return to PPV is at The Royal Pain in Ass Rumble. I, Andy Duke, will fulfill my royal prophecy on the 27th of April, because I AM Andy Duke, The PURE Athlete!
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Apr 5, 2008 4:47:03 GMT -5
This is late because I have been positively swamped with college work.
CARLITO Welcome to Carlito’s Cabana. Tonight I have with me the “Phenomenaler†Scott Andrews.
ANDREWS Thank you for having-
CARLITO I’ll do the talking you fat oaf! Interrupting Carlito is not cool.
ANDREWS I was just-
CARLITO Enough! Now what brings you here tonight on Carlito’s show?
ANDREWS Well, you see, I have been having doubts as to my ability to be “Phenomenaler†lately. I missed my first match with Vincent, Raven showed me up, A.J. Styles too. He is, but definition, not as “Phenomenal†as I am supposed to be. Midnight Mystery and “Barbed Wire†Harry Knox didn’t even bother to show up to fight me.
CARLITO Well Carlito has a simple answer for that.
ANDREWS Oh no…
CARLITO You’re just not…
ANDREWS Don’t say it!
CARLITO Cool…
ANDREWS All right, that’s it!
ANDREWS and Carlito spring into action, exchanging punches. ANDREWS gets the upper hand and IRISH WHIPS CARLITO to the ropes, but he hangs on and stops his momentum.
ANDREWS runs at CARLITO, who ducks down and lowers the top rope, making ANDREWS topple over him to the outside.
CARLITO grabs an apple and spits on ANDREWS.
CARLITO’S music plays. ANDREWS gets up and leaves in disgust.
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TJT
AC Slater
It's fun to be perfect.
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Post by TJT on Apr 6, 2008 18:01:50 GMT -5
*Fading into the backstage zone of EWT, World Tag Team Champions TJT are in a corridor, in the middle of a pep talk...of sorts.*
Jupiter: --Yeah. We proved they're nothing against us, and so I hear that we'll be facing a mystery opponent and Liam O'Neil as we defend the EWT World Tag TItles! And then Dave Davies and this Booster Gold guy!
Terina: Like, seriously. Didn't they already get beaten? Or are they coming back because they like getting their asses handed to them so much? We--*she puts a hand on the chest of each of the tag champs*--have everything! NO team has ever beaten us by pinfall or submission, and that speaks volumes. What tag team that actually had a match in EWT can say that? Nobody. That's who.
Thunder: I mean, really. Who can match us? The looks? The power? The chemistry? The five THOUSAND dollar sunglasses?
Jupiter: Mine are six thousand dollars.
Thunder: Did I mean five thousand? I meant...seven thousand.
Jupiter: Uh...I meant to say eight thousand.
Thunder: Nine thousand sounds a LOT like seven thousand--
*Suddenly the sound of door swinging open is heard, as it slams against the wall, making a rather nasty looking hole in the wall, as a familiar steps inside the room, looking rather unkempt, hair a mess, shirt inside out, and covered in sweat. The figure walks right up to his group, a look of absolute anger on his face.*
Chance: WHO DOES THAT SUIT THINK HE IS?! PUTTING ME... IN A MATCH LIKE THAT TO DEFEND MY BELT?! I mean... I am a god... but not even a diety can face the entire damn roster and possibly win on his own!!!
Thunder: ...I could do it.
Chance: Hmmmph... so you say. I mean, I mean, I can handle one person easily... two, no sweat, three... a joke... four, not even a challenge... but WHO KNOWS how many people will be in this thing?! Not to mention the fact that if I get an early entry... and knowing my luck lately, I most certainly will, everyone of those peasants will go after ME!
Thunder: Not if we get early numbers too.
Jupiter: Yeah Chance, envision it: Jimmy Thunder and Jason Jupiter of TJT, with the added assistance of Jack Jupiter--
"THE REAL JACK JUPITER!"
*The camera pans over to a sheepish-looking Jack, the rest of the people visible scolding him.*
Jack: I'll shut up now.
Chance: Thank you Sack.
Jack: *simmers*
Terina: And where they go, I may be there too--if there's anyway I can help from outside, you just say the word.
Chance: You know what... you're right. With my loyal associates at my side, there's no way any of these ragamuffins will be able to dethrone the greatest force the EWT has ever seen! But you know... just for added encouragement... I'm going to also give each of you a reward if you help me retain.
Terina: Oh...really? What's that?
Chance: If I retain my EWT championship... and how can I not with all this help, I will give each and every last one of you a one on one title match against me... for the EWT Championship, at any time you desire following the PITAR. Yes, you even you Hack.
Thunder: How do we determine who's first in line to challenge?
Chance: Simple... the one who does the best job protecting their glorious leader and idol... gets the first shot. I only have one condition for this little reward... if any of you makes it to the final two with me, simply lay down and let me claim victory. Don't worry, I'll give you another less... dangerous opportunity later on.
*Jimmy, Jason and Jack all seem to be on the verge of making angry retorts, but Terina places herself in front of all of them, smiling*
Terina: We'll...we'll take it!
Chance: Swell... oh, that includes your gruesome little friend there too... oh and those two rapping idiots. Hell, bring the fruit loop too if he's interested! I'll take all the back up I can get!
Terina: Awww...he's straight, you know. Uh...I think.
Chance: They said the same thing about that Zed Pine guy though... but yeah, whatever. Straight, guy, beastiality lover... as long as he can keep the belt on me, I could care less about sexual orientation. Hell... I'll personally screw him myself if I retain!
Terina: What, what in the butt?
Chance: ...What was that?
Terina: Nevermind. You just don't know...uh...American slang, do you?
*Thunder and both Jupiters begin snickering under their breath.*
Chance: Look... I don't have time for this. My title is on the line... so I'm heading back to England and hiring the best physical trainers possible. Toomi may have given me all this time off... and he's gonna regret it, because next time you see me... I'll be the most glorious physical specimen the EWT has ever seen! Then together... we'll crush all those ruffians under foot and leave them cowering at our feet!
Thunder: I'd rather go to Brazil. They don't have the best physical trainers, but they DO have the best--*he notices Chance looking rather bewildered at him*--uh...nevermind.
Chance: ... I'm leaving you here to hold down the fort for me. If you get a chance to inflict some extra damage to any of those opponents of ours, go for it. Just makes them even less of a threat then they already are..."
Terina: Right. We'll do that.
Chance: Excellent... I knew I could count on my allies. Well... I'll see ya in a few weeks.
*The young man simply turns around,heading back out the door, shutting it on his way out, leaving TJT back to their previous business.*
*Jack wanders away as Jason Jupiter pulls out a bottle of Scotch and starts drinking, Jimmy Thunder lights up a cigar, and Terina produces a hand mirror and makeup brush. The three begin to attend to themselves, zoning out as EWT Superstar Spaz walks by.*
Spaz: *turning his head as he walks past* Hey guys.
Terina: *still doing her makeup* Hey Spaz.
*He disppears, the three continuing to praddle away as the camera fades out*
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Post by xombiehiphop on Apr 6, 2008 18:32:45 GMT -5
Announcer: "The following contest is scheduled for one fall! First, making his way to the ring, being accompanied by Callie Shaw, from Anchorage, Alaska..weighing in at 250 pounds..Bullz-I!"
Bullz-I's theme song blasts through the speakers and the fans begin to boo like crazy as he runs down the ramp with Callie in tow.....only fpr the two of them to trip and fall flat on their faces halfway down. Callie and Bullz-I get up and stumble the rest of the way down and slide into the ring, slightly dazed the entire time. Bullz-I shakes the cobwebs from his head and he is ready to go..
The announcer raises his microphone to his lips, ready to speak when the arena lights suddenly cut. The crowd stirs as a static filled projection appears on the screen. The static continues but soon a voice is heard..
Ghost Face: "..Your head should be filled with so many apparitions that you can't possibly sleep. But I will save your soul tonight. You claim to be a good man. You claim you speak to God. ..Hypocritical, child abuser. Do as you might, you cannot cleanse your conscience. You've tried to take your life on multiple occasions. ..Maybe Jesus forgives you..but I'm not Jesus..I will not forgive.."
The lights remain off for a few moments longer before returning. Bullz-I looks completely confused and Callie is in the same state. The camera pans backwards to reveal Ghost Face sitting upon the top turnbuckle while Bullz-I's focus is firmly upon the entrance ramp. Ghost Face slides down from the turnbuckle and lunges for...the referee. The official is quickly taken to the ground and repeatedly stomped upon. His frail body bounces with each kick and soon a tooth is knocked clean from his mouth. Bullz-I and Callie back away, still befuddled and seeing no reason to involve themselves when his opponent looks this feral in aggressive. The referee is unconscious, face covered in a rather disturbing mix of blood and bruises. Other officials and agents come rushing down to check on his health, the second time they've had to do so in as many Ghost Face matches. The perpetrator slides out of the ring, threats of fines being shouted at him..but he doesn't seem to care. Merely staring at his completed goal, emotionless and cold..
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Post by The Lach is very tired on Apr 7, 2008 6:51:06 GMT -5
Spaz is standing backstage. He has a serious look on his face & a mic in his hand.
S: So Trik, you think you can just come back, spout some crap & think that will get my attention? What have you got against me anyway? Is it just pure jealousy? Or did your girlfriend dump you coz she met me or something? I have one focus, winning back my World Title. I will win the Rumble, win back my title & then maybe Trik, if you are lucky somehow you might get to be number one contender one day & then I can drop you to the mat, cover you for a three count & shut your damn mouth!
Spaz throws down the mic & storms out of shot.
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Post by Tea & Crumpets on Apr 7, 2008 12:45:06 GMT -5
*We go to the ring, with the announcer already in the ring* Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen, the following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall. *Emerald Sword by Rhapsody cues up, the strobe lights on the stage alternating from blue to green as the Highland Diamonds walk out.* Announcer: Introducing first, at a combined weight of 482 lbs, Angus MacAngus and the Emerald Warrior, they are the Highland Diamonds! *The Diamonds walk down the ramp. Angus stays focused, looking a bit travel weary and flashing Warrior the odd dirty look before rolling into the ring and removing his kilt, while Warrior talks trash with the crowd. He gets in one fan’s face, egging him to hit him, then quickly jumps back and yells for security to eject the man. Warrior grins and climbs into the ring as the music fades out.* Announcer: And introducing second, at a combined weight of 475lbs, Chad Michaels, Mike Corral, they are Rated X! *Beer by Reel Big Fish hits the sound system, the crowd popping as Corral and Michaels both enter from behind the curtain. They pose on the stage, before jogging down the ramp, high fiving fans. They circle the ring, again high fiving the crowd, but now have a more focused expression when looking at the Diamonds, still mindful of that tainted defeat.* JBL: Hoo, here we go! Diamonds/Rated X II, the first time was a great match, this one may be even better! Cole: It was a great match true enough JBL, but the ending of it was tarnished by MacAngus and Warrior’s rule breaking methods that they needed to get the win. JBL: Whenever your pick loses, you always complain about cheating Michael. Rated X lost on that night, tonight, they’ll be going to get the win back, but I’m picking the Diamonds’ unbeaten streak to continue. Cole: Rated X have the experience edge in EWT, but the Diamonds are conniving and willing to cut any corners for a win. I think though, that Corral and Michaels will be wanting to prove they’re the better team here, and they’ll pull off the win.
*Corral and Michaels both go to slide in, but the Diamonds stomp at them, forcing them to stop and back off. They try again, and again the Diamonds cut them off. The referee backs the Diamonds up, and Rated X instantly slide in. The 2 teams square off nose to nose as the referee rings the bell. Both teams are talking trash, and the Diamonds in unison shove both members of Rated X. Rated X look at one another, and shove the Diamonds back. The Diamonds both choose to lock up with Rated X, but both break straight away and slap Corral and Michaels, who have had enough and fire back with some big punches, until both Angus and Emerald Warrior exit the ring. Corral mimics drawing a line in the sand with his hand as Michaels steps to the apron at the corner, and gestures for one of the Diamonds to step over the line. Warrior enters as Angus goes to the apron, and mocks Corral, taking a big step to cross the lnie, then scuffing the imaginary line with his foot while grinning like a chesire cat. Corral, quick as a flash, takes Warrior down by the legs into a jacknife pin! 1….
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Kick out!
Warrior is up, but Corral smothers him with strikes before snapping off a powerslam into a pin! 1….
Kick out!
Warrior is up again, and this time ducks behind Corral, going for a German suplex. Corral struggles out, and goes behind into a backslide, but Warrior flips to his feet and gets a hiptoss on Corral, turning it into a crucifix! 1…
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Kick out! Corral bars the Warrior’s pinning arm, before turning it into a grounded hammerlock. He bridges over into a submission, then breaks it, and rolls before bridging back in an inverted Gory Special pin! 1…. 2…. Warrior counters into a victory roll hold 1…. 2…. Corral rolls back, pulls Warrior up by his legs into a rear waistlock, Warrior counters into a drop toehold and floats over into an attempt at another crucifix. Corral reverses into an arm wringer, but Warrior rolls through and reverses the pressure. Corral rolls down onto his back, then twists himself into a position for a hurracanrana from the ground. Warrior stands up, pulling Corral up as Corral flips back, and Corral lands on his feet and then backs off, and we have a stalemate.* Cole: interesting stuff here John. What started off as a heated faceoff has turned into a display of mat wrestling. JBL: I think these 2 teams don’t just want to beat each other, but out wrestle and embarrass the opposition. Both Emerald Warrior and Mike Corral are trying to one up the other. This is squared circle jousting, Michael. * Warrior again shows he’s not taking it seriously by shoving Corral again. Mike responds with a forearm and Irish whip, but Warrior springboards to the middle rope and, showing his lucha libre background, pulls off a flying hiponesa armdrag on Corral. Corral is up quick and snaps off a release hurracanrana, sending Warrior head over heels. He attempts a tiltawhirl headscissors on Corral, but the Triple X Superstar sees it coming and throws him off, before hitting a spinning wheel kick, following it with a Japanese armdrag, keeping hold of the arm and chaining it into a Magistral cradle! 1….
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Kick out! Corral goes for another Magistral, but Warrior pulls away the legs mid move, and attempts a Gedo Clutch. Corral now rolls out and tries for an STF, but Warrior squirms free and goes for the Emerald City Stretch. Corral slides out onto his back and twists into a pinning attempt, but Warrior kicks out before one. This time there is no standoff as Warrior goes for a clothesline, but Corral ducks and then nails a dropkick on Warrior! Warrior backs into the wrong corner, as Corral makes the tag. Rated X go the S Marks the Spot, Corral holding Warrior as Chad hits the ropes, but Warrior gets out of the leg sweep and pushes coral into Michaels path, buying him time to tag out.* Cole: Mike Corral got the better of Emerald Warrior there JBL, and much like the last match between these 2 we see a double swap out early on. JBL: We’ve just seen some very fast paced mat wrestling there Michael, but while in the first match it was the 2 men in the ring right now who put on the hold trading, I doubt we’ll see that now. Angus is much more a brawler than the Warrior. *Angus actually surprises JBL by instead offering the one-upping mat wrestling to continue, offering a test of strength to Michaels. Chad warily accepts, and both men have the same idea, breaking into double attempts at a wristlock. Both end up in a position similar to an arm wrestling contest, both break and go for a boot, kicking each other’s kicks, then back off. They lock up again and Angus gets a side headlock, switch round into a hammerlock but then dropping back into the headlock before Michaels can counter. Angus gets in some cheap punches on Michaels, but Chad chickenwings Angus’ free arm, before sweeping Angus’ leg, and trying for his teammate Corral’s Chicago Drive-By, but Angus tucks into a ball and lifts his hips, breaking Michaels’ leverage. Michaels instead grabs Angus’ arms and legs, lifting him in a wheelbarrow, but Angus gets to his feet. He snapmares Michaels, but Chad bridges up out of the chinlock, slipping out and getting an arm whip before following with a grounded abdominal stretch. Michaels shows his anger towards the Diamonds by pounding Angus in the face with closed fists from this position, until Angus catches one and is able to slide out, grabbing both of Michaels’ arms and spinning into a cross arm camel clutch, his knee planted in the small of Michael’s back. Michaels squirms free and reverses the pressure, before getting a modified headscissors into a victory roll. Angus kicks out before one but is frustrated and goes to his corner to formulate a game plan, while Michaels offers Corral a tag back in.*
Cole: Once again Rated X have outwrestled the Diamonds, surely this can only last so long before it generates into a slugfest. JBL: The Diamonds are getting caught of guard right now Michael, but I’m sure they’ll get their heads together and get into the match properly. Let’s not forget, Angus is probably still tired after the April Fool’s joke gone wrong by Warrior. Cole: I wouldn’t be surprised if they use that for their excuse if they lose this match John.
*Angus reaches down to his corner and touches his kilt, making some motion with his hands before turning back to Michaels. Michaels and Angus lock up, but Michaels quickly gets an arm wringer and tags out to Corral, who slingshots in with a crossbody as Michaels hits a Russian leg sweep on Angus! Corral holds for the pin: 1…..
2-kick out!
Angus kicks Corral off and goes for a Northern Lights suplex, but Corral is wise to it and attempts a DDT. Angus trips Corral out of it, before pulling him abck up into a butterflysuplex with a bridge 1….
2-kick out!
Angus floats back into a side headlock, but Corral gets out, fakes a magistral, then turns it into a rolling modified crucifix hold that gets a 1 count. Angus grounds Corral and spins over him amateur style, then gets a face down side headlock. Corral stands up and gets a schoolboy, but Angus gets out and attempts his inverted Triangle Choke, but corral grabs the ropes. Angus has had enough and just punts Corral in the stomach, before picking him up and whipping him off. He goes for a big punch but Corral ducks, jumps to the 2nd ropes and pulls off a beautiful springboard missile dropkick! Corral then hits a big calf kick, and catches and ducks under Angus’ lariat, setting him for another Russian leg sweep, but then rolling forward and tying Angus’ legs up into a version of an Indian deathlock! Angus gets to the ropes, but as he climbs up, Corral runs, faking a 619 and instead slingshotting over and hitting a guillotine legdrop, forcing Angus back into the ring. Corral tries a slingshot sunset flip back in, but Angus dead weights and grabs Warrior for leverage: 1….
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kick out! Angus quickly tags and before Corral can get up, he grabs him, as the Diamonds connect with a combination back suplex and neckbreaker!*
JBL: Here we go Michael. Just like before, the Diamonds are going to isolate Corral and pick him apart, and win convincingly. Cole: I have to disagree John. This match isn’t over yet, nobody knows how it’ll end up. * Warrior stalks Corral, before taking him over with a dragon screw, then stomping at the knee before yanking on the calf, trying to damage the high flying Corral’s legs. Emerald Warrior picks up Corral, and lifts him by the legs, hitting a shin breaker. Warrior whips Corral to the ropes, going for it again, but Corral flips over Warrior, then hits a mule kick, before crawling towards his corner. Warrior runs in, cutting him off by blasting Michaels with the Emerald Gleam superkick, knocking Michaels off the apron. Warrior then drags Corral to his corner and tags out to Angus. Angus comes in, and the Diamonds set up for something. Warrior goes to monkey flip Angus, with MacAngus turning in midair to try and smash Corral with a back elbow, but Corral moves and Angus crashes into his own corner! Corral goes for a wheelbarrow bodyscissors on Warrior, but the Emerald Warrior counters it, dropping Corral gut first on Angus’ outstretched knee! Angus then applies an abdominal stretch as Warrior runs to the ropes, and hits a dashing dropkick to Corral’s face! Angus releases the stretch, instead lifting Corral up into an Oklahoma slam! He covers 1…………
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Kick out! Angus is frustrated, and stomps at Corral, before heading up top. He climbs the corner and taunts, going for the Scotch Stomp, but Corral rolls out the way and Angus can barely roll through! Corral nails Angus with a dropsault, then follows it straight into the Shooting Saint Press!! 1……..
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Angus kicks out! Coral takes the chance to start going for the tag, but Angus catches him in a back suplex lift, as Emerald Warrior runs in, and they hit a combination faceplant and bulldog! They picks Corral up quickly, and bar both his arms, before hitting a 2-man Codebreaker! Warrior exits at the referee’s repeated demands, before Angus drags Corral away from the Rated x corner and makes a relaxed cover with 1 arm 1…..
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Corral kicks out, and attempts to turn it into his teammate Michaels’ Goodbye 2 Breathing, but Angus gets the ropes! Corral uses this opportunity to go for a tag, but again Angus stops him, going for a German. Corral flips out, dodges round Angus and again goes for the tag, but is caught millimetres away, before Angus hits the German suplex, quickly dragging Corral to the Diamonds’ corner and tagging out yet again.*
JBL: Haha, yes Michael. The Diamonds are frequently switching the active man, wearing Corral down. It won’t be long before The Prophecy gets pinned.
* Warrior comes in as Angus climbs the corner, and they appear to be going for a Doomsday Device. The Diamonds seemingly change their mind mid move, as Warrior instead lifts Corral into Angus’ arms, going for a superbomb! Angus stands up with Corral, and jumps, but Corral reverses into a hurracanrana!! Corral uses the momentum to half roll, half collapse towards his corner, and he makes the tag! Michaels is in and he is on fire! Flying forearm drops Emerald Warrior! Brainbuster to Angus! He goes for a hiptoss on Emerald Warrior, but Warrior counters by landing legs-first on the ropes, Owen Hart style. He flips through for an armdrag, but Michaels counters into the Kiss Your Rated X goodbye! Warrior has the presence of mind to roll out of the ring, but Mike Corral has an adrenaline rush! He rushes towards the ropes and dives, but instead changes in midair, landing on the apron. Michaels whips Angus towards the ropes and Corral low-bridges the ropes, causing Angus to sail head-over-heels and land on his tag team partner! Corral re-enters, and Michaels drops to all fours. Corral runs to the far ropes and rebounds, then jumps off Michaels’ back and leaps over the ropes, hitting both Highland Diamonds with a huge plancha! Michaels then steps to the apron, and vaults, hitting an Asai There It Is! All 4 men are down for a prolonged period of time, and the referee starts the count out.*
Cole: See that JBL? The Highland Diamonds kept taking too much time to hit there moves! They were too cocky and laid back, and they paid for it. Time and time again Corral got closer to making the tag, and when he did, the momentum shifted drastically in favour of Rated X! JBL: Rated X made he tag, but there is no way the Highland Diamonds will make that mistake again. As soon as they’re back in the ring, they’ll regain control.
* Michaels rolls Emerald Warrior in at the 7 count, and climbs the corner again. He leaps, going for the OniGiri, but Warrior dodges! Michaels has the presence of mind to roll through, and still catches Warrior with a big dropkick! ‘The Prodigy’ decides to try and pick apart the neck of Warrior, and hooks him up for a reverse DDT! Michaels follows with a grounded head scissors. Emerald Warrior gets onto his front, perhaps going for the old-school headstand counter, but Michaels is in no mood for this anymore and instead breaks it, following quickly with a clothesline as Warrior stands up. Michaels waits for Warrior to get up, and hits another clothesline, then bides his time again, connecting now with the Lariat From Heaven! He makes a cover: 1………..
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Kick out! Michaels picks Emerald Warrior up and whips him to the corner. He goes behind and applies a chickenwing, before spinning round and drilling Warrior with the Synsation! But Warrior fires up, spins Michaels round, and drops him on his head with a backdrop driver! Michaels somehow also fires up with NOAH-esque fighting spirit, boots Warrior in the gut, and drops him with the Coke Float! But Warrior also springs up, grabs Michaels, and takes him down with a Gem Driller! Warrior goes for the cover, but before he can make it, Michaels has kipped up! Warrior is in shock that Chad Michaels just took one of his finishers and shrugged it off! Warrior runs to the ropes, readying for a clothesline, but Michaels also runs and beats him to the punch, dropping him with a Collision Course, almost taking Emerald Warrior’s head off! Michaels finishing superkick proves one high-impact move too many for Warrior, who is unable to rise as Michaels makes the cover 1…………
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3-No! Angus broke it up just in time! Corral saw Angus entering though and is on the top turnbuckle, diving and sending Angus flying with a diving hurracanrana! Michaels picks Warrior up for an Irish Whip, but warrior weaves through. Michaels keeps hold of Warrior’s wrists and pulls him into a Piledriver position, lifting him over 1 shoulder as Corral hits the ropes, and they connect with the Cupey Alto! Cover: 1…..
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Angus breaks it up! Angus is fed up and ignores the referee, hitting closed boxing punches to Michaels and Corral before dragging Warrior to his own corner, grabbing the tag rope and force-tagging himself in. *
Cole: Oh come on! Rated X were on the verge of winning this, and Angus just bent the rules and ignored the referee to force the tag! JBL: Angus didn’t actually break the rules Michael, the referee can’t actually do anything about it as it is technically a legal tag.
*Angus grabs Corral and hits a belly-to-belly, then ducks Michaels clothesline and takes him over with an exploder suplex! He then grabs Corral and hooks him up for the Saltire, connecting, but the referee explains that Michaels is the legal man. As Angus protests, Michaels is up, and rolls Angus up with a cradle: 1…..
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No! Michaels reverses into a sunset-flip style pin! 1……
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Angus rolls out, crosses Michaels’ legs, and applies a Flower of Scotland! Michaels is in pain, but with little prior damage to his back or kneed is able to struggle to the ropes. Angus is frustrated and picks Michaels up, setting him in the corner and laying in with some close-guarded boxing blows to the body. The referee gives Angus a 5 count to back off and he does so, before following back in by grabbing Michaels by his hair and throwing him to the centre of the ring. He hits a hard kick to the back and makes a cover, but Michaels is up before 1. Angus smirks and instead climbs the corner, again going for the Scotch Stomp. He fakes to jump and Michaels rolls away, so Angus waits for Michaels to get up and dives, grazing him with the Flying Scotsman lariat! Angus appeals to the crowd, who boo him mercilessly, so he instead shoves Michaels to the rated X corner, imploring Corral to tag in and get some more as well. Corral makes the tag but instead stays on the apron. Angus looks briefly puzzled before walking over to bring him in, but Corral takes the opportunity to hit Angus with a high kick to the face! Angus falls back and Corral goes up top, possibly for the Crimson Lizard, but Angus cuts him off. Angus grabs Corral and climbs up, going for a super Northern Lights suplex, but Corral struggles out, and with assistance from the quickly-recovered Michaels, wears Angus down enough to apply a double underhook, he signals to the crowd, then leaps, connecting with rarely-seen Repentance!!! Anus tumbles back to his own corner, and Warrior is smart enough to tag him to prevent Rated X capitalizing. However, Warrior has not seen Rated X also make the tag, with Michaels the legal man. Warrior goes for Corral, grabbing him for an attempt at the Emerald Fusion, but Corral slides out and grabs Emerald Warrior. Michaels enters as Corral lifts Warrior, and they connect with a high-impact Instant Death! Warrior is folded up onto his feet as Chad grabs him while Corral steps to the apron. Michaels hooks him up for an attempt at the Say Hi to Chi-Town, but Warrior gets out, grabbing him for another try at the Gem Driller. Michaels slides out and gets a rear waistlock, but Warrior twists and gets a facelock, forcing Michaels to the ropes and going for an Irish Whip, but Michaels weaves under and elevates Emerald Warrior up! Behind him, Corral springboards to the ropes, and leaps with a spin kick as Rated X connect with the Bruce Lee Rana! Michaels rolls over into a jacknife! 1………..
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3!!!* Announcer: Here are your winners, Chad Michaels, Mike Corral……..RATED X!!!
Cole: They did it! They did it! Rated X got the win! JBL; How did the Diamonds lose? They had it won and threw it all away. Cole: The Highland Diamonds never worked over any body part of Corral or Michaels lnog enough. Corral’s legs were barely hurt as Emerald Warrior got sidetracked, and in the end he could still hit his aerial moves. The repeated attacks to Emerald Warrior’s head and neck, as well as the wheeling out of the big guns proved too big a bombardment to take and Rated X got the win! JBL: This won’t be over Michael. I’d bet a lot of money that the Highland Diamonds won’t be happy about this. Their first loss in EWT came against a team they’ve already beaten, they’ll be wanting to get revenge.
*Emerald Warrior rolls out of the ring and The Highland Diamonds regroup outside, both hurting badly. They berate each other before staggering to the back as Rated X remain in the ring, playing to the crowd and celebrating their win.
Fade to commercial*
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Post by teamireland on Apr 7, 2008 15:33:55 GMT -5
*Dropkick Murphys' "Rocky Road to Dublin" begins playing from the Toomitron speakers & the crowd begins too boo loudly for Mysth's opponent. Aidan Donnelly emerges from the curtain the Irish Tricolour draped over his head & shoulders; Coach O'Hare following him closely with his Tricolour-wrapped Hurley. Aidan marches on down the ramp pausing about halfway down. As soon as the lyrics of his theme begin, Aidan raises his arms, displaying the Tricolour behind his head as his Green, White & Gold pyro explodes at the top of the ramp.*
Toni "T.G." Garcya: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, making his way to the ring, representing Team Ireland, being accompanied by Coach O'Hare, weighing in at 214lbs, from Dublin, Ireland, he is the Captain of Team Ireland... AID~AN DONN~ELLLLLYYYYYYY!!!
*Aidan allows the Tricolour to drop down again over his shoulders & continues his march on down to the ring. Aidan sprints up the steps into the ring & climbs a turnbuckle. He holds the Tricolour up behind his head once more as the crowd continues to shower himself & O'Hare with boos.*
Nick Russ: Greetings EWT fans. I'm Nick Russ, alongside me as always is Jerome "The Lord" East. A match with a bit of history here tonight, Jerome. Jerome "The Lord" East: That's right, Nick. Team Ireland Captain Aidan Donnelly taking on The French Phenom, Mysth. As you no doubt recall, Mysth had a long-standing rivalry with Team Ireland just over a year ago, particularly with now ex-Team Ireland member, Liam O'Neill.
*The boos transform into a chorus of cheers as soon as “Otherworld” by Bill Muir starts and four pyros explode on the entrance stage. Mysth appears at the end of the ramp, and for the first time in a while, he’s alone, Ivy being inactive for now.*
"T.G.": And his opponent… from Strasbourg, France and weighing in at 218 lbs… He is EWT’s Best Kept Secret, the Darkness in the Light…. THIS IIIIS MYYYYYYYSTH!!
*He greets the crowd and high fives fans on the way to the ring. Once he reaches the apron, he climbs on it and clutches the ropes with arms, facing the crowd, as four new pyros explode, one at each corner of the ring. He then gets inside it and faces the Irish man. The two men have a stare down. The tension is already high due to the history between Mysth & Team Ireland.*
Russ: These two men never faced eachother before, but that doesn't mean they'll be taking it easy on eachother tonight.
DING DING!
*Aidan & Mysth lock-up in the middle of the ring. Neither man is getting a visible advantage over the other. Aidan allows Mysth to force him back to the ropes so the referee orders a break. As Mysth complies with the ref's request, Aidan kicks Mysth in the mid-section. Aidan whips Mysth off to the ropes on the opposite side of the ring. On the rebound, Aidan catches Mysth with an Overhead Belly to Belly Suplex. Aidan brings Mysth back to his feet & dodges a Clothesline from the Frenchman. Aidan ducks under the attempted clothesline & gets a Neckbreaker on Mysth. Mysth holds his head for a moment, but gets back to his feet. Aidan tries to take Mysth over with a German Suplex, but Mysth counters out of it & drops Aidan with a DDT. Mysth goes for a cover...*
1...
2...
KICKOUT!
Russ: A close call for Donnelly already! East: Mysth should know better by now that it takes more than that to keep a member of Team Ireland down.
*Aidan fights back to his feet & tries to take Mysth over with a suplex. Mysth counters it & gives Aidan a Suplex of his own. Mysth waits 'til Aidan is standing again & aims to hit him with a Shining Wizard. Aidan dodges the knee-strike & Mysth spins a full 360 degrees. Aidan grabs Mysth's leg & hefts him up for a Knee-Breaker. Maintaining his grip on the leg, Aidan takes Mysth down with a Dragon Screw then transitions into a Figure-4 Leg-Lock. The crowd let out a few cries of "Wooo!" as Aidan cinches the hold in on Mysth. Aidan pushes himself backwards along the mat. Trying to get to the ropes. He continues to keep as much pressure on Mysth's legs as he can manage. As the referee turns his back on Aidan to check if Mysth is submitting, Aidan reaches up & grabs the second rope, cranking more pressure down on Mysth.*
Russ: That cheating bastard!
*Mysth is telling the ref to turn around. The ref glances back mere seconds after Aidan has released his grip on the rope. Due to O'Hare holding the rope still, the ref doesn't even see it twanging up & down. The ref turns back to Mysth & Aidan grabs the rope again. The ref turns around & sees Aidan this time, Aidan decides to milk the referee's five-count for all it's worth before letting go of the rope. Aidan releases the rope & lets go of the Figure-4.*
East: Just like Danielson... He has 'til FIVE, referee!
*Mysth nurses his legs a little bit before getting back up to stand again. Aidan, however, targets the knees of the Frenchman again with a Chop Block. Mysth falls again. Aidan grabs Mysth's left knee & smashes it into the canvas. Mysth lets out a yelp. Aidan smashes the knee again & ties Mysth up with ANOTHER Figure-4 Leg-Lock.*
Russ: Mysth must be in absolute agony. Aidan hasn't let up on that leg since he got the advantage over Mysth a few minutes ago.
*Mysth is better prepared for the hold this time & is quickly able to turn the tables on Aidan by trying to roll over onto his stomach. Aidan uses all his strength to try & stop Mysth from turning over. Aidan manages to win out as his legs have not been attacked like Mysth's have. Mysth tries to roll over again, quicker this time. Aidan is surprised by Mysth's resiliency. The attempt to roll over is causing Mysth immense pain, but he struggles forth. With one last huge effort, Mysth manages to turn Aidan over so that both men are now lying on their stomachs. Mysth has reversed the pressure of the Figure-4 onto Aidan. Aidan is feeling the pain from the reversed Figure-4. He quickly disengages his legs from the tie-up with Mysth's & retires to a corner for a moment.*
Russ: Looks like Donnelly can't take too much of his own medicine. East: That still took a toll on Mysth as well. This match is wreaking havoc on both men's limbs.
*Both Aidan & Mysth are nursing their knees. Aidan goes on the attack first. He grabs Mysth & takes him over with a German Suplex, then another... Aidan goes for a third. He hefts Mysth up, but Mysth manages to reposition himself & counters the attempted German into a Rey Mysterio Jr.-style Bulldog.*
Russ: Mysth plants him with a Bulldog. This could be where Mysth turns the match around!
*Mysth finally has momentum back on his side. He takes a brief moment to get his breath back. He whips Aidan off the ropes & catches him on the rebound with a Drop Toe Hold. He keeps hold of Aidan’s leg and lies on his body, clutching Donnelly’s face with his arms for an STF! Aidan is clearly in pain, but Mysth’s legs still hurt from the previous submission holds and he can’t keep it very long before Donnelly gets out of it. They both slowly stand up, then Donnelly rushes at Mysth for a Shoulder Block, but Mysth dodges, kicks him in the gut, then hops for a Fame Asser ! Aidan nurses his face after that move, and Mysth grabs him by the hair to make him stand, then performs a Northern Lights Suplex and holds it for the pin !*
ONE…
TWO…
KICKOUT!!
East: A second pin attempt by Mysth yields only a two-count. He's going to have to try harder to put Donnelly away.
*They stand up and while Mysth is on his feet faster, Donnelly is quicker to attack and sends a chop across Mysth’s chop, and Mysth replies with a chop of his own as the crowd starts yelling “WOOO” and repeats it when Aidan strikes Mysth with another chop. Mysth sends another one, and Aidan goes for another one, but Mysth grabs his arm this time and forces him to spin around, defenceless for a Released German Suplex! Mysth capitalizes with a Back Flip Splash but Donnelly rolls out of the way just before getting crushed! He grabs Mysth’s leg and locks in a Leg Lock but Mysth, out of survival instinct to preserve his hurt leg, manages to kick him in the face before he can apply pressure! They get up and Mysth is a bit faster, which gives him time to run at Donnelly for a Tornado DDT! And he hooks Aidan’s leg for the cover!*
ONE…
TWO…
KICKOUT!!
Russ: Mysth's THIRD pinfall attempt & Donnelly STILL kicks out! East: Don't sound too surprised, Nick. Aidan's been through Escalator to Heaven matches, TLC matches, Elimination Chamber matches & Survive & Conquer. He's tougher than you might think.
*The Irish man shows an amazing display of toughness here. Mysth gets back to a kneeled position and seems to get really angry at Donnelly’s stamina. As he think of a way to keep him down for the count, his injured leg seems to act up and he restarts nursing it, giving Donnelly time to rush at him for an attack, but Mysth dodges and pushes him into the ropes, but Aidan manages to use the momentum and strike Mysth a Clothesline ! He then stomps a few times on Mysth’s face, before climbing the nearest turnbuckle. He waits for the Frenchman to get back to his feet, and when he does so, Donnelly jumps for a Missile Dropkick, and Mysth barely has time to drop down to duck the move… but the ref doesn’t have such reflex and his hit with Donnelly’s feet at full force right in the face and collapses! It is now Mysth who’s slowly climbing the same turnbuckle despite still feeling the effects of the Figure 4 Leg Lock.*
Russ: Mysth ducks & Donnelly knocks the ref out! East: And now Mysth is climbing that turnbuckle. Probably not advisable in his condition.
*When Donnelly rises Mysth jumps and strikes him with a Diving Clothesline! Mysth slowly makes it back to his feet and poses for the crowd, spreading his arms and putting his chest out, before slightly raising his right arm and half clutching his fist, signalling for his finisher! Donnelly is back to a kneeled position as Mysth grabs his arms and Irish whips him. Mysth bounces against the ropes at the opposite side and when they cross, Mysth hits the MYSTHICAL CHOKESLAM!!*
Russ: MYSTHICAL CHOKESLAM! Mysth hits Donnelly with his trademark finisher. This match is coming to an end!
*The crowd is going wild and Coach O’Hare is going insane, and Mysth takes a little time to enjoy that with a little smile. He then goes to check the referee who is still down, but he suddenly stumbles forward right after a loud noise can be heard! The camera quickly zooms out and reveals what caused that: Darren Matthews just entered the ring and hit Mysth with a steel chair!*
Russ: "Rebellious" Darren Matthews! What the hell is that man doing out here? East: Attacking Mysth, apparently!
*Matthews now drops the chair and grabs Mysth by the hair, picking him up and clutching his head for a vicious DDT right ino the chair! He’s not done yet as he climbs the nearest turnbuckle and… he goes for a Leg Drop from the top rope and crushes Mysth’s head against the chair! Some pieces of his mask even seem to break because of the shock!*
Russ: What a brutal assault on Mysth! Darren Matthews has just destroyed him!
*Matthews then shakes Donnelly and slaps him to wake him up, which eventually works, before leaving the arena with the chair to prevent the ref from suspecting anything, walking through the crowd who boos him, even though he doesn’t pay any attention to this. The referee at last emerges and Donnelly crawls over what’s left of Mysth for the pin.*
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!
DING DING DING!
"T.G.": Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner… AIDAAAAAN DOOOONNEEELLLLYYYYYY!!!!
Russ: That is sickening! And take a look at O'Hare's face! I don't see how he or Aidan can be proud of the way he won this match. East: It's the wins that count, Nick. It doesn't matter how you do it, just that it's done!
*The crowd boos heavily as "Rocky Road to Dublin" plays again and O’Hare climbs into the ring to celebrate with his boy. They stare at the downed Mysth with a smirk and they leave the ring, after Donnelly spit on the Frenchman & draped the Tricolour over his prone body.*
*Cut to the next segment.*
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Post by The Line on Apr 7, 2008 21:51:55 GMT -5
Andy Duke is backstage, ready to give another promo.
Duke:Last time I was here, I believe I may have come off as too judgemental. I do not care if you fans or even my co-workers inolve themselves with chemical temptations. I'm not here to judge them. What I am here for is to educate, and to win wrestling matches. I'm here as evidence as to what addiction can do to you when you let it take over your life. But also, I am here to prove that you can regain control. There is no "point of no return". I'm also not here looking for sympathy. I've made my mistakes, and now I have to live with them forever. They're my burden. But they're also my driving force. I plan on going to the Rumble, winning the title TO SPITE my mistakes. But I can only do that with a pure mind, a pure body, and a pure conscience.
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