Maelstrom
AC Slater
The Tide Will Turn!
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Post by Maelstrom on Oct 30, 2005 16:34:03 GMT -5
*after a short commercial on the benefits of smoking a cigar, we come back to ringside*
THE FINK: Ladies & Gentlemen the following match is for 1 fall, introducing first from Long Island, New York . . . weighing at around 289 pounds . . MANKIND!!
*The familiar modern Mankind music is attempted by the brass band as he makes his way to the ring, he raises his hand to the crowd as he rolls into the ring*
THE FINK: . .and his opponent from the Aquarium . . . he weighs in at just under 300 pounds . . . MAELSTROM!!
*On that the brass band attempt 'Apocalypse Please' but fail . . . suddenly 'MUSE' rush the band from the crowd and knock them to the floor. A massive truck backs into the stadium and the back opens to reveal all there instruments . . after a few seconds Muse begins to rock the arena as 'Apocalypse Please' reverberates around the arena, smoke rises and there he is . . the crowd roars as Maelstrom heads to the ring. He acknowledges Muse who play through the entire song, the crowd giving a great applause as they finish*
*Bell Rings*
Mankind and Maelstrom warily approach each other . . and there of as they exchange rights . .ooh a knee tot he midsection by Mankind has caught Maelstrom off guard. Mankind follows with a swinging neckbreaker. he goes for an early cover . .
1,2 . .
Maelstrom throws mankind off and gets up, but Mankind has rolled with it and comes charging back with a knee to the head of Maelstrom. Mankind then drops a couple of elbows, and another cover attempt . .
1,2 . .
Maelstrom kicks out, Mankind upset starts to tear some of his hair out as he goes to the outside. He's found a bag . . Thumbtacks!! . . Mankind pours them all over the ring. The Ref is arguing with Mankind about his new additions to the match. Clothesline to the back of Mankind's head by Maelstrom! . . Maelstrom picks Mankind up and hits an atomic Drop and then another clothesline into the tacks. Cover . .
1,2 . .
Mankind kicks out and rolls to the outside . . Maelstrom follows and rams Mankind's head into the post before pushing him back into the ring. Maelstrom climbs the apron and the turnbuckle . . Mankind gets to his feet, diving shoulder block from the top rope by Maelstrom . . cover . .
1,2,3 . .
Mankind barely kicks out. Maelstrom lifts Mankind up he signals for the Whirlpool!! . . wait Mankind has countered it with a back toss . . He reaches into his trousers . . . Mr. Socko!! . . He's lining Maelstrom up . . Socko Claw! . . . but Maelstrom shakes Mankind loose . . kick tot he gut . . Whirlpool!!
1,2,3 . .
Mankind kicked out of Maelstrom's finisher . . he can't believe it, . . . school boy roll up by Mankind . .
1,2,3 . .
Maelstrom kicks out, but as he does so he locks a headlock on Mankind . . .h's revolved it into a Water-on-the Brain!! . . . is Mankind going to tap? . . . no he got the ropes . . Ref forces Maelstrom to let go . . wait Mankind has some tacks in his hand . . he throws them at Maelstrom in an attempt to blind him . . it seems to have worked as Maelstrom stumbles around the ring . . Mankind goes for the double-arm DDT . . No! . . Maelstrom was playing possum . . Vortex Drop on the tacks!! . .
1,2,3.
*Bell Rings as Muse plays Maelstrom's theme live to the crowd*
*Maelstrom shows his appreciation to the crowd and heads to the back*
(Cut to next segment)
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Post by scbg on Oct 30, 2005 16:42:51 GMT -5
"Lean" Gene Cummerbund is standing by with Raskall and Trunk.
Lean Gene: I'm here with Raskall and Trunk, only a day before their big confrontation with Curly Long and Mr. Big. Gentlemen, what...
Raskall: Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold on a second! Who said Mr. Big was gonna be in the match? In case you've forgotten, we took care of him a long time ago. That means that Curly Long is only a day away from getting the Bulldozer at WCBAWAN!
Trunk: Curly Long gonna leave in a bodybag!
Lean Gene: But guys, haven't you noticed the strange happenings around the EWT arena recently? Some say they've seen a tall, menacing figure walking throught the halls, destroying everything and everyone he sees. Aren't you concerned just a little bit that Mr. Big might have escaped his bonds and is on the lookout for you?
Raskall: Not in the least. And even if we were to see Mr. Big coming after us, we could handle him. But say we're not in the mood for a fight. Say we're trying to get back to the hotel room for a siesta, and Mr. Big is at the end of the hall, going "Oogie boogie, me eat you!" or something. Have you seen the guy move? He's not exactly Jesse Owens, ya know. We could play a few games of cards, discuss theologian principles, make love with several different women, read the entire works of Charles Dickens - in English and Arabic - and be outta there before he even got to the other end of the hall. In other words, we got nothin' to worry about.
Lean Gene: Have you also considered that Curly Long is a very devious man, and will probably stoop to any level to make sure you two pay for what you've done? He is the temporary General Manager, and can make any changes to the match he wants. Even if Mr. Big doesn't appear, what's to stop him from hiring several other men to take his place?
Raskall: Hmm, you might be right. Let's see, we've got the superkick, the Raskall House Special, the Trunk Buster, the Puncture Press, the moonsault, the corkscrew plancha, and the Bulldozer. That should be enough to take out several Superstars, no problem.
Lean Gene: I wouldn't be too cocky if I were you guys. I'm sure there's a lot of EWT Superstars who would love to get their hands on you.
Trunk: We'll be as cocky as we wanna be. Whatcha gonna do about it?
Suddenly, there's a rattling and a small commotion around the corner. A large, ominous shadow is cast on the floor.
Raskall: Well it's been nice, Gene, but we really gotta go and prepare for the match. Bye.
Raskall and Trunk exit quickly. The shadow grows larger.
Lean Gene: I'm getting outta here.
Lean Gene dashes off. The shadow becomes larger, until the figure finally appears around the corner...
It's only Sum Guy.
Sum Guy: Hi, I'm Sum Guy and I have no coordination at all. Anybody have an icepack? I think I twisted my ankle.
Cut to commercial advertising World Title match at WCBAWAN
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Ragnal
Game Genie
Yanno what they say: All toasters toast El Dandy
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Post by Ragnal on Oct 30, 2005 18:53:51 GMT -5
CUT TO: An empty EWT arena. The only thing standing in the ring is a ladder. After focusing on the ladder for a few seconds, the scene fades to the Ragnals and Tanya, staring down at the ring from the top of the Toomitron.
MIKE: Limey, HBH...it's been a long time coming. I can remember since the day you two won those EWT Tag titles, I was the first to challenge you. You remember that day, boys? Ever since, I was busy with other EWT stars, like Carl Guerrero, but now, after a long vacation, I'm back, and I'm pumped. I was the first one to challenge you for the tag titles...and come tomorrow, I'm going to be the last.
JOE: Chocula, I accepted your challenge toa regular match because I wanted to prove I can beat you twice. Come PPV time, I'll have proven you to be the loser you are.
LINDA: Carla...I'll say I was impressed with your match against Rosa. And I hope you impress me again at the upcoming PPV. but let me remind you, Carla...you may think I didn't earn this title the right way, but I'll prove to you myself that I AM worthy of having the title given to me by Clitton. But no matter what happens, the title shall be mine.
*The scene flashes. The Ragnals are now at the ladder, Mike on the top, Joe on the middle step, and Tanya and Linda standing on either side of it.*
MIKE: And as a simple reminder for anybody, and everybody in EWT...the Ragnals...will DOMINATE! The PPV!
And THAT'S the Shocking Truth!
*Fade out*
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Post by pta on Oct 30, 2005 23:37:38 GMT -5
The Toomitron starts to show an image on the screen. As the camera zooms in, it's revealed to be Principal Pain, wearing his suit and reading glasses, sitting behind a desk. Canceler stands on one side of him, Chance Confidence on the other. The crowd boos as Pain just sits there, a stern look on his face.
Pain: Well soon it will be that time again my pupils. Soon, you will be able to witness the EWT Pay Per View, We Couldn't Be Arsed For a Name. Simply put, this particular Pay Per View will have some wonderful matches. Matches such as... Dorf vs Moxie...
The crowd erupts in cheers...
Pain: Billy Ubermark vs Maelstrom in a Last Man Standing Match
The crowd cheers a bit less, but still pretty loud.
Pain: The Tag Team Title... Ladder Match between HBH and Limey and... those Ragnal boys.
The crowd cheers just as loud as last time.
Pain: There's also... DSR's last match.
Huge cheers!
Pain: Culry Long and Mr. Big... vs those two new members, Raskall and Trunk.
Less cheering.
Pain: Or even Spaz... vs Eddie Omega in the tie breaker match.
More cheering now.
Pain But really... you shouldn't be concerned with any of those matches...
The cheers turn quickly into boos.
Pain: Because the only matches that will matter at that card... first of all, the Pay Per View Debut of Chance Confidence against that... piece of rubbish, Dave Davies.
The crowd boos even louder now.
Pain: Or more importantly... the Number One Contendorship for the Tag Team Titles Match, between The Nyrds... and the P.T.A.
The crowd erupts in boos, hating pretty much both teams.
Pain: Now then, I have to assume I've had a rather... positive influence on those two since I got into their heads. By destroying what they love... I've warped their minds, turned them into more angry individuals. The Nyrds are no longer their happy... peppy... hip hop dancing selves. No they have become much more sadistic. And I for one welcome the change.
The crowd continues booing and starts chanting " Pain is a pain!!! " * clap clap clap clap clap * P ain is a pain!!! * clap clap clap clap clap *
Pain: Oh really... I thought you were more original than that.
The crowd simply keeps chanting.
Pain: Hmmmph... now Nyrds, as much as I now respect you, I'm afraid you will still have to be dealt with, because you stand in the way of The Canceler and Myself. You hinder us from acheiving our goal... and we simply can't have that, now can we? Now... I assume you were watching our match against The Powers of Pain... no let me correct myself, the MASSACRE... of the Powers of Pain. I assure you both that we will not allow you to defeat us... and steal the title shot rightfully deserved by ourselves. I mean... face it. You held the title once... and only once. You won it when some crazy Temporary General Manager made that match. And you lost those same titles... against a makeshift tag team no less. You don't deserve another title reign. Sorry to say...
The crowd continues chanting. Of course the P.T.A. ignores it.
Pain: You see... as the leader of the Punishers of Tyrannical Antidestablishmentarianism, our duty is to weed out the unworthy, and you two are certainly unworthy of our future titles.
The crowd boos even more.
Pain: And while we're on the topic of Tag Team Titles, Ragnals... don't get any bright ideas, even if you by some MIRACLE, manage to steal those titles for the champions, it will mean nothing because we will simply TAKE them from you. You are also unworthy, not to mention deliquents! Why... the Canceler sould easily crush you both by himself. Adding me to the match would simple make it suicide for you.
The crowd boos and starts chanting Shut the F*** Up!!!
Pain: Silence!!! Do not speak when your principal is already!!! Now then, that leaves us with the current champions, HBH and Limey. I must respect HBH, he's quite a skilled technician in the ring. As for his partner... he is everything that I stand against. Limey... why can't you be more like your fellow British Person, Chance here? You two won your titles by a stroke of luck, but if we face off, the only luck you'll have... is the luck to be alive!!!
The crowd boos even more.
Pain: You see... after we win the Number One Contendorship... we will take those titles and put them around our very deserving waists. And if you for some reason think otherwise well...
Chance leans over and stares into the screen
Chance: You're JUST JEALOUS!!!
The Principal looks at Confidence and nods with approval as the screen shuts off and we fade to commericial.
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Post by Virus aka Captain No-Nuts on Oct 31, 2005 17:43:36 GMT -5
(Fade in to Virus sitting in his locker room, packing up his stuff to leave for the night.)
Rod Fisham: Virus? Can I speak to you?
Virus: Yeah, sure, Rod.
Rod: Virus, everybody wants to know what your thoughts are about getting a match against EN Bunk at WCBAFAN. Anything you want to share?
Virus: Yeah, now that I think about it, I do. Bunk, I know you're watching out there somewhere. And I know you feel confident you can beat me. But know this. Whoever wins here will probably get some respect towards getting on up the pyramid in the EWT. I want that respect just as much as you do, so I will not be so easy to put down with your considerable hardcore skill, or your impressive Coca-Cola Cliff Drop. Yeah, I know you. Yeah, I'm ready for you.
(Virus stares directly into the camera now.)
Virus: And whatever you may think, know this: I will not be easily swept aside. I will put up a fight. And you had better prepare... to be... INFECTED.
(Fade again to commercial.)
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DQorDie
Bubba Ho-Tep
Believe in yourself & ROCK N ROLL!!!
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Post by DQorDie on Oct 31, 2005 21:10:29 GMT -5
We’re backstage in the interview area as the backdrop is draped in cobwebs & other Halloween paraphernalia like a crappy Styrofoam coffins with a skeleton inside with glowing eyes. Micheal Cole is dressed up in a skimpy Roman outfit awaiting his next guest.
Micheal Cole: Hi everyone...I’m Micheal Cole and tonight on this very special Halloween of EWT Craption I have a very special guest. This man has been very quiet as of late, but as always when he breaks his silence he has a lot to say. As of late for the past several weeks Our next guest has been reeking utter havok in & out of the EWT rings. This man has destroyed sets & has destoryed physical aspects of some of the EWT’s top superstars. This man with the aid of his creator slash manager “The Doctor of Muscletology” Dr. Frederick Delavier is.....Flex Magnificent!
Flex & Dr. Delavier arrive to the interview area dressed in their usual attire for the past several weeks.
MC: Welcome gentlemen. It is great to see you capturing the spirit of the holiday with your great customes. *Flex & Dr. Delavier look at one another*
Dr. Frederick Delavier: Excuse me?
MC: Yeah, *points to Flex* you’re the Elephant Man & *points to Dr. Delavier* you’re a gay muscle man trainer.
Flex’s begin glowing brighter than the electric skeleton in the Styrofoam coffin as he grabs Micheal Cole by his skimpy toga. Flex has brought the fear of life into Micheal Cole’s eyes.
MC: *in a girlish voice* I love you Sparticus.
Flex drops him as he skimpers away. Dr. Delavier grabs the mic & holds it up to Flex Magnificent’s potato sack head.
Flex Magnificent: As I was abowt do say if I wasn’t so rudelee inderupded *adjust potato sack on head* Anyway.....LIMEY!!!! YOU CONTINUE DO IGNORE MY MESSAGES!!!! Limey.....ignoring people may have worked when you were in high school befo you even knew wut uh heavy medal wus when you listened do such bands as de Travuling Mullberries and Extreme!!! Ooooh....Did I say do much? Limey....I huv been ignored for fuh do long but like high school what is always a paht of you can’t always be ignoed. AND I WILL NOT! CAN NOT!! BE.....IGNOOOED!!!! Because soon more than actions & “MORE THAN WORDS” will get your attention! *does huffing sound into the mic*
The segment fades as we go to the broadcast booth Gorilla Monsoon & Jesse “The Body” Ventura.
In the spirit of the season Gorilla is dressed up like The Invisible Man & Jesse is dressed up like Rick James.
Gorilla Monsoon: Whoah! What the hell was that all about? That doesn’t make any sense?
Jesse “The Body” Ventura: Gorilla, can’t you live up to your character & DISAPPEAR!
GM: Would you stop!
JV: Gorilla, it’s been several weeks of destruction by Flex Magnificent. Everytime he has been out here or anywhere for that matter he has caused utter destruction & what has Limey had to say about it? NOTHING! He’s been too busy worrying about those tag team titles he never defends!
GM: Good insight, Jess, but those EWT Tag Team Titles will soon be on the line at “We Couldn’t Be Arsed For a Name.”
JV: Gorilla, forget the tag team titles because right now it’s all about Flex Magnificent, B***H!!!
GM: Jess, there are kids watching!
JV: Monsoon, can’t you see who I am dressed like. I’m RICK JAMES *interrupted*
GM: Let’s go to ringside!
The bell rings as the brass orchestra gets settled after their many collisions with the EWT’s Poor Man’s Superstars & begin to perform Kane’s theme song with a fat woman dressed in a viking costume complete with horn helmet begins singing the lyrics. We go to our announcer for Kane’s introduction.
That Female Announcer from the WWF in the Early 90's: This match is scheduled for one fall. Coming down the aisle with his father Paul Bearer he is KANE!!!!
In preperation to hype his new book old school Kane pops up with his “father’ Paul Bearer who is acting as weird as ever. Both men enter the ring as Kane brings down the palms signalling the ring posts to explode!
As they get settled the brass orchestra begins to play “The Lonely Man” as Flex Magnificent in his potato sack, black tights & brand new black ragged cape along with a woefully dressed “Doctor of Muscletology” Dr. Frederick Delavier in his black tracksuit make it towards ringside.
TFAFTWWFITE90s: And his opponent......Woefully heading down the aisle with his manager ”The Doctor of Muscletology” Dr. Frederick Delavier.[/i] Currently exiled from his homeland Nuremberg. Germany. He weighs in at 330 lbs of dread & contempt. With arms in length of 30 inches round, waist 38", legs 24", & at a height of 6'7". In better times he was known as The Genetic Superman. He is....FLEEEEEX.....MAAAAAAGNIFICENT!!!!
All four men are in the ring as Dr. Delavier releaves his protégé of his entrance attire and hands it to a ring assistant at ringside. Now both men are in the ring ready to wrestle. The bell rings!
GM: In the ring we have two men both hiding their horribly scarred faces from the world. What a battle for this All Hallow’s Eve! JV: Would you quit acting like a Halloweenie, Gorilla! GM: I beg your pardon?!
Both men walk up to each other face to face.
GM: We have a staredown in progress right in the middle of the ring!
Flex pushes Kane & Kane fires back by grabbing Flex by the throat. Flex has nowhere to go & gets lifted in the air by the Big Red Machine & is deposited down on the mat. Flex is holding on to his back after that. Kane seizing the opportunity while he has it begins to ascend the top turnbuckle possibly for a devastating top rope hook clothesline. Flex staggers to his feet & sees Kane just as he leaps off the top turnbuckle! Flex grabs Kane by the arm yanking it down before Kane’s impact. Kane falls flat on his face but Flex still has a hold of Kane’s arm. He puts his knee over it the elbow & falls back extending his arm in the opposite direction. Kane is flopping around like a fish in a frying pan!
GM: OH MY GOD! HE JUST BROKE KANE’S ARM!!!! HIS ARM ISN’T SUPPOSE TO BE BENDING THAT WAY, JESS! WHAT THE HELL IS FLEX MAGNIFICENT TRYING TO DO!?! I THOUGHT HE WAS GOING TO TAKE A DIFFERENT APPROACH SINCE LIMEY HAS BEEN IGNORING HIM!!! JV: Haha obviously not, Gorilla. Like the old saying goes. You can take the German out of the vengenace, but you can’t take the vengence out of the German!! Hahahahaaa! Kane is still flopping around & Paul Bearer’s evil eye & moaning are obviously not working. The ref is grabbing his head about what to do. Flex drops to both his knees & pulls Kane over & tightly clinches on the Flex Capacitor & with his free hand leans over & takes Kane’s broken arm & taps it against the mat to end the match. The referee in charges calls for the bell! TFAFTWWFITE90s: The winner of this match as a result of submission.....FLEEEEX.........MAGNIFICEEEENT!!!![/I]
With no emotion Flex gets up & tries to straighten Kane’s arm by stepping on one side & stomping on the other. HE DOES IT!!!! And Kane is jumping around like he was on a moonwalk at a local children’s bazaar! Flex exit the ring as he joins Dr. Frederick Delavier as they leave towards the curtain. Making their way at the same time are the EMTs who are more than keen to why they are running out yet again.
GM: Jess, I can not believe it. This only makes me wonder what the heck Flex Magnificent & Dr. Frederick Delavier have in store for Limey if it’s has nothing to do any actions or even words as he said. JV: Monsoon, if you didn’t get what he was saying in that interview that maybe you’re brain is invisible too! GM: Give me a break! We gotta pay the bills folks we’ll be right back with a word from the EWT’s new sponsor, ICO-Morhpho-Halluncenigenetics, it’s what the EWT stars use folks so whatever you do...TALK TO A DOCTOR BEFORE USING IT!!! I’M WARNING YOU!!! Fade to Commercial
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Limey
Unicron
It's been awhile.
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Post by Limey on Nov 1, 2005 3:47:14 GMT -5
*Backstage, Limey and Carla have finished watching Flex's match. Limey is visually disturbed.*
Limey: I like...what? I...Travelling Mulberries? He...that's straight-up BULL!
Carla: Don't listen to him, Limey. They're only words. He can slander you all he wants, but I know you! I've seen you in the mosh pit! You headbang until you bleed from the nose, and then you headbang some more! I don't believe Flex, and neither will all of our fans!!
Limey: ....yeah. Only words. He's...he's speaking out of his arse, there!
Carla: And "More than words"? What next, is he going to pay some guy to say that he knew you as a Mulberries fan?
Sum Guy: Well, I never knew Limey from high...
Carla: No, not you, Sum. Get back to your rounds.
SG: I'm gone.
Limey: You know what? You're right. Only words. I mean...it's not like he's got pictures or anything.
Carla: You got that right. Just fade those memories into oblivion. Flex got what he deserved, and there's no need to retaliate. You need to set your sights higher.
Limey: Yeah. I don't...I don't need to shut him up. He can...say what he likes. I need to focus. Focus on my match with the Ragnals.
Carla: Yeah, and I need to get ready for my match against Linda. Remember, they're just words.
*Carla leaves. Limey stares at the TV*
Limey: Yeah...words...
*FADE TO COMMERCIAL.*
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Millie D
El Dandy
Something VERY special.
I Love Glee!
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Post by Millie D on Nov 1, 2005 4:06:07 GMT -5
Lillian- the following match has been scheduled for one fall...............making her way to the ring hailing from San Diego California......the legendary REGGIE BENNETT!
the crowd goes nuts as she makes her way to the ring wearing her flaming bathing like suit...
fan 1- "whoa..she is totally muscular" fan 2-" who cares..she is still hot"
Reggie waves to the crowd and as her music dies down the crowd begins to stand
Her opponent..hailing from Cleveland, Ohio....Ewt's very own MISTRESS MIA!!
Metallica is blaring over the loud speakers and the crowd is standing in anticipation......waiting to see Mia walk through the curtains.....it has been a while since she has been seen at all...........................
a few moments go by and NOTHING Lillian once again announcesHer opponent..hailing from Cleveland, Ohio....Ewt's very own MISTRESS MIA!![/
again metallica blazes for all to hear and Reggie is just waiting and getting impatient..........
the crowd is wondering what is going on........
Reggie grabs the mic and speaks " You know I came here for a fight and I asked to fight Mistress Mia and its apparent to everyone she is not here and do you know why? Its because she is afraid of ME! Just look at me...I have destroyed women bigger than me and most of them in Japan.....Mia i don't know what your MO is but you better get out here right now before i come and get YOU!"
about 15 seconds roll on by and again Metallica hits and this time the crowd is screaming in excitement but it dies down once they see that instead of Mia walking out , its OCEANIC
Oceanic-" Poor Poor Reggie....I know you came back on your own will and you want to face Mia so bad but I have the unfortunate announcement to make..and that is MIA will not be here tonight.............."
crowd-"booooooooooooo"
Oceanic-" I know I know..its bugs me too I mean she says she deserves a title shot one minute and the next she is Missing In Action.....and Regg..you don't mind if i call ya Regg..I am sorry that you did not have your match but one thing bugs me...you said MIA is afraid of YOU....yeah your all big and all but girl..its ME she is afraid of! Thats why she ran..she does not want to face ME because she knows deep in her heart that she can NEVER beat me! She felt that title shot slipping through her hands and decided to run away.....she could not face her own loss at MY hands.....I guess it turns out that Mia was nothing but a big fat joke......."
Oceanic is cut off by something on the Toomitron....
On the Tron..It's a dark place where you can hear water dripping..everyone hears sounds as if someone is exercising.....the breaths, the kicks, the yells...........camera zooms in on the back of a woman in a ponytail and a gray jump suit........she stops for a moment to get a drink..she turns around.................
the crowd goes crazy!!!
Mia-" So OCEANIC......I see you have been bad mouthing me AGAIN.....tisk tisk....you have no idea really why I left the EWT do you? Whats that? *puts hand to her ear* OH you said its because I am afraid of you? That i was afraid of losing so badly to you i decided to up and walk away? Oceanic Oceanic Oceanic....you sad strange little girl..how i pity you...."
"you see..I don't have to answer to YOU or anybody in the EWT....I answer to 2 people...Myself and the fans......."
crowd cheers
"you wanna know why I left? Its pretty simple really....and if you look around me you will see the answer.........( camera zooms around)....See all this? Its exercise and training equipment.......I decided to take a little "sabbatical" if you call it to clear my head so that I can focus on a little thing i like to call The Girl Next Door Championship...and the only way I could do that was to leave so that I can make my mind, body and spirit all one entity and one force that will bring pain and destruction to EVERY EWT "DIVA" that stands in my way of glory and championship....and I think i have been doing SO well that maybe its time I make a comeback............."
Oceanic-" You are so full of yourself Mia.....your lame pathetic excuses are not fooling anyone..."
Mia-" Oceanic.... for once in your life...shut up! You see I have decided that you are the first DIVA on my list..WHY? Its because I am tired of you dogging me out and telling lies about me...and you know what? i am going to do something about it.............ha ha ha ha ha...here's the FUN part of it Oce....you won't know when, you won't know where....but you will know who............so ooh who's scared now?"
Mia goes back to her training as the camera fades to black on the TRON
fan 1- "whoa..Mia is really bulking up on muscle....did yo use how good she looks?" fan 2-" shut up....Oceanic will beat her 1.2.3..Mia has NOTHING on her"
Oceanic looks in doubt as she leaves and the camera goes to commercial
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Post by Oceanic on Nov 1, 2005 11:08:25 GMT -5
Oceanic is walking backstage after her confrontation with Mia on the Toomitron. Todd Grisham runs up to her with a microphone.
Todd: "Wow. Oceanic. You must be in complete shock. Mia has come back and looks to be stronger and better than ever! What's going through your head right now?"
Oceanic: "Let's see. A big mouthed tart who doesn't wrestle her matches, calls me names, and thinks she deserves the title even though she hasn't done jack to earn it. Damn! Where have I heard that before?"
Todd: "So you're not worried about Mia at all?"
Oceanic looks at Todd and makes the jack off motion then walks away.
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Post by pta on Nov 2, 2005 0:12:34 GMT -5
Announcer: Ladies and Gentlemen... please rise for a special assembly.
The crowd looks a bit confused as they reluctantly stand up. Son the Toomitron lights up with Principal Pain's face and they immediately start booing. Pomp and Circumstance starts up and the P.T.A. stroll out to the ring, the crowd practically booing them as much as humanly possible. Pain, Canceler and Confidence are all wearing suits. The crowd of course... sits right back down. Soon... gold and blue confetti and balloons rain down from the rafters, the crowd still booing immensely. Pain finally reaches the ring and enters first, followed by Canceler and Confidence. The three smile all innocently and wave to the crowd. The crowd replies by throwing garbage at the ring. Pain slowly walks over and stands in the center of ring, as Confidence and Canceler stand on either side of him.
Principal Pain: Thank you pupils... for coming to this little assembly. Mainly because you had no other choice. You see... there were many great things that occured last night, but the mos important thing that happened on that evening was the defeat of the Nyrds by... the P.T.A.
The crowd boos immensely, chanting Pain is a pain * clap clap clap clap clap *
Pain: And so that has secured for us the NUMBER ONE CONTENDORSHIP... for the EWT Tag Team Titles. Our opponents did put up a good fight, but alas... they couldn't destroy the P.T.A. Teams undefeated streak. A tragedy... I thought that maybe their recent attitude adjustment would have made them smarter. But all it did was make them a TAD... more challenging. Which was a TAD more challenging then they already were.
The crowd continues chanting.
Confidence: Shut up you bloody rude twits!!!
The crowd just gets louder.
Pain: Usually, something like this would spoil my mood, but well... it hasn't because finally, someone will be able to silence those DAMNED RAGNALS!!! Joey... Micheal... you two are worse than those Nyrds, because you two are PUNKS!!! Nothing but irresponsible... detestable... and overall annoying little brats that deserve nothing more than a good SPANKING!!!
The crowd explodes in boos. Pain's expression changing to one of anger.
Pain: You may have won those title Ragnals, but when The Canceler and I get done with you... you won't even be able to hold up a DAMN SOUP SPOON!!! The P.T.A. is sick and tired of the " extreme generation " I think one Ultimo Chocula put it best when he said " The Raggles are nothing more than Mountain Dew Commercial Rejects. Too long have people had to put up with your... nonsense. And worst of all... you took one of our own and turned her into a DAMN CLONE of you freaks. You make me sick... you make me want to rip your LIFELESS eyes RIGHT out of your sockets with my bare hands.
The crowd just keeps booing... and booing.
Pain: When we face off in the ring, you will be lucky if even a single bone of yours will be intact afterwards. I will crush your skull right under my foot. And I will enjoy every moment watching you punks cry... and moan... and beg for my mercy. Unfortunately for you, as most other principals, I NEVER SHOW MERCY! Did you see what I did to Paul Podanski... or how about my recent beating which I gave to The Powers of Pain? I hear Mr. Fuji will be out for at least a year. You see Ragnals... you won your title in... a ladder match. Anyone can win a ladder match. Just crack your opponent's head open with some kind of instrument, and climbs a few metal rungs. It's not that hard. I could do it BLINDFOLDED!!!
The crowd hasn't stopped booing yet, and probably never will.
Pain: No words can possibly describe how unjustified your title reign is... and as soon as we meet in the ring, I'm going to prove it.
He smirks as he's handed something by Canceler, it's the same book they've used in their matches to cheat people out of their matches.
Pain: Even if I have to throw the BOOK at you.
Pomp and Circumstance starts back up and the P.T.A. Swiftly exits the ring, Pain looking down at the mat and stomping a balloon into blue shreds, then mouths the words, that's going to be you Ragnals. He leaves the ring with a sadistic smirk as we fade to commercial.
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Post by #Classic Hi-Definition X on Nov 2, 2005 9:35:01 GMT -5
*We come back from a commercial advertising the new EWT Video Game to see a limo coming up to the arena. The limo stops. The driver gets out and opens the back door. Out comes Rosa followed by HBH. HBH gives the driver a $5 tip as Hoss Matthews enters the picture*
Hoss: Bret, we all saw what you did to Gasoline at WCBAWAN. And the question on everyone's mind is, why?
HBH: You will all find out soon enough. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a little business to tend to.
*HBH and Rosa walk off*
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Ragnal
Game Genie
Yanno what they say: All toasters toast El Dandy
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Post by Ragnal on Nov 2, 2005 14:51:41 GMT -5
*High Voltage plays as the crowd roars up from their seats. Linda Ragnal walks out first, wearing the GND title around her waist, followed by Tanya Flaire. Both ladies stop at the top of the ToomiTron, and after a few seconds, out come Mike & Joe, wearing the EWT Tag Team titles around their waists. The Ragnals and Tanya head down to the ring, and Mike takes to the mic.
MIKE: Ladies and gentlemen…Say hello to your NEW…E! W! T! Tag! Team! Champions!
*cheers*
MIKE: Wow, lemme tell ya, folks, the Ragnals DOMINATED last night! We won 2/3 of our matches! You guys have any thoughts?
LINDA: Well, I’ll be honest, Mike. Carla did a GREAT job last night, and I’m honestly thinking about giving her a second shot in the near future. However, I have a certain person I want to talk with. Rosa. Rosa, I had mentioned many times before your match with Carla that it was NEVER a #1 contender’s match, and that at match’s end I would decide who would compete at the PPV for the GND title. But no, you can’t live with that, can you? You can’t live with the fact I chose Carla over you, JUST because you won a match! Rosa, to me, the winner of the match shouldn’t matter. It’s the skill they bring to the ring, and Carla had the better in-ring ability. Also, I didn’t see Limey help Carla, compared to you having help from HBH and Gasoline! But you know what, it’s time to make you either put up, or SHUT UP! I’ll be going to Curly’s office after this, and I will ask him, for next week’s match card, to have a match for the GND title! Rosa, you will be facing me for the GND title NEXT WEEK, so I’d suggest you get ready, and learn how to wrestle without anybody to help you!
MIKE: Alright, alright, so we heard from Linda about last night. How about you, Joe?
JOE: I gotta say, I was upset after the Chocula match, thought the night was gonna go downhill from there, but hey, having one half of the tag betls…that helped take my mind off of things. But Chocula, next time we get into the ring, I WILL beat you! Just remember that. Whether It’s in a regular match, a stipulated match, or even for the OX, Tri-State, or Heavyweight title, I will beat you!
MIKE: Okay, now that we have all of that out of the way, it’s time to talk some to the tag team that won last night’s tag team match. You know them as the PTA. I’ll refer to them as the new Standards and Practices, sans Stacy Kiebler! You know, Pain, you have a lot to talk about, don’t you? First of all, you NEVER…EEEEEVER…call my brother and myself “Joey” and “Michael”. Our names, legally and respectively…are JOE and MIKE RAGNAL! Second, you have to go and call ourselves “Punks”. Seems you have to do that to anybody that listens to Linkin Park, Evanescence, and any other punk rock bands out there, huh? Well, something you should remember, Pain, and something you should know very well, you being a principal carrying around a rule book…NEVER judge a book by its cover! Finally, you talked about our ladder match from last night. You say that ANYBODY can win a ladder match! You say you could do it blindfolded! Well, you know what? I’d like to take you up on that challenge! How does that sound to you, Pain? Next week, you, and the opponent of my choice, in a ladder match, with no help from Canceler or Confidence, BLINDFOLDED, to keep your status as the #1 contenders for the EWT Tag Team titles! Oh, and Pain, I know how everybody works in these blindfold type matches, so let me just say if ANYBODY at ringside sees you take that blindfold off while the ref isn’t looking-the announcers, Lillian-Hell, even the front row crowd-will be allowed to call the match over, and you LOSE your contendership! That’ll be the challenge, Pain, and I’ll be looking forward to it!
And THAT’S the Shocking Truth!
*High Voltage plays as The Ragnals and Tanya head out of the ring and into the back area.*
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Queen Rosa
Mike the Goon
All hail the queen!
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Post by Queen Rosa on Nov 2, 2005 17:10:30 GMT -5
*Rosa and HBH listen to Linda's comments on a monitor*
Rosa: Oh, believe me Linda, I WILL be ready. But the real question is, will YOU be ready? Next week, you're gonna be in for the fight of your life. And after it's all said and done, I'll be walking out the NEW Girl Next Door Champion. Count on it.
HBH: That's the spirit. It's about time Linda came around and rightfully gave the TRUE #1 contender a title shot. *looks at watch* It's almost time. Let's go.
*HBH and Rosa walk off*
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Limey
Unicron
It's been awhile.
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Post by Limey on Nov 2, 2005 17:50:34 GMT -5
*"RIP" hits, and Limey, bandaged at the waist, accompanied by Carla, makes his way to the ring. He gets into the ring, and throws up the horns, albiet in a lot of pain. Carla does the same, and Limey grabs the mic. The crowd give him and Carla a standing ovation, and there is a definate "Limey" chant going. He smiles at this appreciation, and speaks into the mic.*
Limey: Last night...I was beaten. I was bruised. As was Carla. We gave it our all, but in the end I suppose it was just a good night to be a Ragnal. Well, if you were Mike and Linda, at least. There are, however, a couple of things I want to get off my chest.
Gasoline? I gave you warning after warning after warning that Bret didn't give a crap about you, or what you do for him. That didn't stop you from being loyal to the end to him. But do you know what? If there's anyone who feels the sting of those Jacknife Powerbombs, it's me. And if you're the type I think you are, you know Bret and Rosa are going to feel a lot of those. I've had my fun hanging with Bret, Gas. You want a piece of him, I won't stand in your way. He's all yours.
*The crowd cheers loudly for this, and most start a "Gasoline" chant.*
Limey: Second, Linda. Linda, you gave Carla a shot at the title. And Carla, naturally, gave it her all.
*Carla gets the mic.*
Carla: Linda, I may not agree with your means of winning the gold, and there are times when you can be a b****. But I know that you know true talent when you see it, and if you want a rematch, I'd be more than happy to oblige. Carla and Linda II is inevitable. Remember that!
*The crowd cheers once again. Limey takes the mic again.*
Limey: Oh, and on a less serious note, Flex? You think screwing me out of the title will get to me? Well if you wanted to piss me off, congrats. I was pretty damn pissed off, alright. But you know something? The more I think about it, the more it makes me love every second of it. I'm free from the title I share with that arrogant a******, Bret Micheals. And now he's got more than enough to worry about with Gasoline on his tail. So, when you think about it, costing me the title may have been the best thing you've ever done for me! Now I'm free to go further!!! You may see Limey in the picture for the WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE!!! And all you can do about it is taunt me over...(Starts chuckling) false claims about my ALLEGED tastes in music back in highschool. I mean...that I loved Mulberries, or Extreme, or that I was a huge Phish fan!
*Limey starts laughing uncontrollably as Carla pauses in thought.*
Carla: Phish? He never said anything about Phish.
Limey: (On the spot) Well...it was...it was implied by what he said.
Carla: Oh, really?
Limey: Yeah...really. But that's not the point. The point is, Flex? You will NEVER get to me! I'm unshakable at this point! And neither me nor Carla will give you the joy of being affected by your petty allegations. SO STOP DOING THEM!!!
*Carla looks at Limey in a weird way. Limey decides to wrap up the interview.*
Limey: And if you don't, then you will just look pathetic....moreso than you are. You want limes? Well, sorry mate. But in your case, life will NEVER give you LIMES!!!!
*Limey throws down the mic and throws up the horns. Carla does the same, and both of them head to the back, with Carla looking at Limey somewhat confused.*
*Fade to commercial.*
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Post by #Classic Hi-Definition X on Nov 2, 2005 18:15:08 GMT -5
*Cut to ringside, where the ring is set up for The Heartbreak Hotel. "Sexy Guy" then hits, as HBH and Rosa walk out. They're greeted to a chorus of boos*
HBH: Ladies and gentlemen, it's time once again for The Heartbreak Hotel!
*Pyro goes off*
HBH: And now, I would like interview a person who is very special to me. This is a person who I hold very near and dear to my heart. And that person is...
ME!!
*crowd boos loudly*
HBH: Ever since WCBAWAN, people have been walking up to me asking me questions. No not about my spectacular performance in the tag team ladder match, but asking me "Why, Bret? Why would you turn your back on the man you considered your best friend?" To be honest with you, I didn't want to, but it was something I felt I had to do.
You see, Gasoline and I go way back. I first met him 5 years ago when we were both in the Pacific Wrestling Association. We became real close during that time. I felt that he was someone I could be myself around. We traveled all over the world together, wrestling together, partying together. He was like a brother to me. And we made a promise that if one of us made to the big time first, we would try to get the other. So when I came into the WCF, I kept my word and brought him in. And what better way to do that than to bring him in to the greatest faction ever in the history of wrestling, the nBo?
*Crowd pops at the mention of nBo*
HBH: And the good times continued, as we kicked the ever-living hell out of the competition, even winning a tag team championship together. Then EWT came calling, and again, I brought the big man with me. And we became the most dominant tag team in EWT history. We became stars, but then, when I was holding the tag team belts with Limey, I started to realize that I could be an even BIGGER star. Now, Gas and I had always wanted to reach the top together, but as I was rising the ranks, I noticed that he was quickly falling into mediocrity. And seeing that there was no way stop that from happening, I didn't want to be associated with some of that caliber. So I did what I had to do: I cut the dead weight loose.
*Crowd continues booing*
HBH: I allowed him to ride on the coattails of my success for as long as I could. But after seeing that he wasn't doing anything on his own, the ride was over. Now he's free to revel in his own mediocrity on his own will and I don't have to bear witness to it.
Crowd: WE WANT GAS! WE WANT GAS! WE WANT GAS!
HBH: Oh, you want Gas? *Crowd cheers* Well go eat some baked beans. You'll be sure to have gas in no time. *crowd boos* Now, as I was saying---
*Gasoline's music then hits and the crowd goes wild. He walks down the ring with a stern look on his face, not saying a word*
HBH: Well, well, well, if it isn't Mr. Mediocrity himself. Let's all give him a hand!
*Crowd boos. Gasoline starts walking toward HBH*
HBH: Hey, I didn't want to do it, but you made me! You should be grateful that you were with me as long as you were. Because of ME, you were brought into the nBo. Because of ME, you were brought into EWT. Because of ME, you became a WCF Champion and a 2-time EWT Tag Team Champion. But most important of all, because of ME, you became a star. You had the perfect opportunity to keep that momentum going, but no! You let yourself drift away toward obscurity. I tried to make you get off your ass and do something, but nothing came out of it. I wasn't going to stick around and watch you waste away. That's why I let you go. I was the one who made you who you are today. You could've kept things going, but you blew it. Without me, you're NOTHING!
*Crowd continues to boo and heckle HBH. Gas continues staring at HBH. He turns to walk away, but immediately turns back and sucker punches HBH! The crowd goes nuts as Gas continuously pummels HBH. Rosa tries to stop him by choking him, but Gas pulls her off. HBH gets up and goes for some Sweet Chin Muzak, but Gas catches his leg and clotheslines him. He then sets him up for the Jackknife Powerbomb. He pulls it off, with HBH going through a table! He turns around and is met with a slap by Rosa. This only makes him angrier. She tries to run out of the ring, but Gas grabs her by the hair and gives her Jackknife Powerbomb too. He lets out a yell, and the crowd cheers loudly*
Crowd: GAS-O-LINE! GAS-O-LINE! GAS-O-LINE!
*Fade to commercial*
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Post by Moxie loves Natalie on Nov 2, 2005 23:15:40 GMT -5
<Moxie sits in his locker room, a white towel over his head>
Moxie: Heh.... Heh... Heh...
hahaha...
Oh my. Oh my...
I told you... I.... toooold you...
<fades out>
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Post by Chrysta on Nov 3, 2005 0:07:49 GMT -5
*Chrysta and Ms. White are backstage, White all excited in Chrysta's face.*
White: Chrysta, you saved me! I can't believe that you would-
Chrysta: Ms. White! Please, settle yourself!
White: Sorry, sorry, it's just...you're so emotionless. For the past few weeks you've been destroying your opponents. Heck, you shattered Nidia's neck! You've even said the Connection could help you with your stuff with the Ragnals! Why...?
Chrysta: To put it simply, Ms. White, I find you as equal an aspect as those Connection members. After all, strength in numbers.
Ms. White: Five on four...I guess that could work out. But still-
*Ms. White goes to hug Chrysta, but remembers earlier, and decides not to.*
Ms. White: Believe me, Chrysta, sonner or later, I want to show you my appreciation. And trust me...it'll be worth saving me.
*White giggles at at Chrysta, and then walks off. Chrysta stands there, with her ever famous emotionless stare.*
Chrysta: Appreciation...if only my mother could understand my avenging her...and appreciate it...
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Lily-Rose
Mike the Goon
Rockin' All Night.
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Post by Lily-Rose on Nov 3, 2005 1:35:56 GMT -5
*Tanya is sitting in the locker room, lacing up her boots. She seems to be singing to herself.*
Tanya: o/ Oh how I wish,For soothing rain, All I wish is to dream again,My loving heart, Lost in the dark, For hope I`d give m-
*Joe walks in and sits next to her.*
JOE: Hey, Tanya.
TANYA: Oh, Joe, hey.
JOE: What was that?
TANYA: Nemo. It's a song by Nightwish.
JOE: Hm, no kidding? I dunno, I think you're better off singing something Lacuna Coil would do.
TANYA: Like what?
JOE: Um, how about Swamped? That's a good song. o/Destiny, spinning high above-o/
TANYA: I'll look into it. By the way, are you sure you guys are okay with challenging the PTA?
JOE: Well, yeah, why not?
TANYA: I used to manage those guys, remember. They could come after me and do something to me. I don't know about you, Joe, but I'm worried for myself, and you guys.
JOE: It's okay. Really. Now, how about we go for something to eat?
TANYA: ALright.
*They leave. Fade out.*
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Post by Ultimo Chocula on Nov 3, 2005 3:38:07 GMT -5
(We come back from commercial and we see the outside of a house as rain pours in buckets. Yup, we're in Portland. Terri comes into view and quickly runs up onto the front porch to get out of the rain and addresses the camera.)
Terri: "Hi everyone. Terri here for EWT TV. I'm here in water logged Portland Oregon at the home of superstar Ultimo Chocula. We're here to get a word with him on his victory over Joe Ragnal at WCBAFAN and what's in his future. Let's see if he's home."
(Terri knocks on the door and after a few moments UC opens up.)
UC: "Hey! Terri's here! Now it's a party! What's up, girl?"
Terri: "Could you let me in? It's freezing out here!"
UC: "What are you talking about? It's a wonderful day."
Terri: "Are you kidding? The rain is killing me! It hasn't stopped since I flew in last night! How do you live like this?"
UC: "Aw pshaw! It's fine! In fact it's so nice out today I was thinking of having a BBQ later. How do you like your burger?"
Terri: "Will you please let me in already?"
UC: "Ok, ok. Hold your damn horses."
(UC lets Terri in and she immediately runs over to the heater, shivering all the way. UC goes into the kitchen and comes back with a mug of coffee.)
Terri: "Thanks. Wait. It's six in the afternoon. Why do you have coffee brewing at this time of day?"
UC: "You're in Stump Town, baby. We need our coffee fix. We drink so much coffee here our urine is caffienated."
Terri: "Lovely. So, you got a big win over Joe Ragnal at WCBAFAN. You must be feeling pretty good right now."
UC: "Absolutely! And why not? I'm the biggest thing to hit the EWT since the invention of the chair shot! I showed everybody, including that snot nosed punk Raggle, that I got the goods! Damn skippy! Now that everyone sees just how good I am, there ain't gonna be no stopping this train!"
Terri: "Is that even a sentence? Oh well. You've had a couple days off after the PPV. Did you do anything to celebrate your big win?"
UC: "Actually I did. Last night I treated myself to a Margarita."
Terri: "Margarita? Since when? You don't drink."
(Just then a shapely woman walks out of UC's bedroom.)
UC: "How's that for timing? Terri, this is Margarita."
(Margarita says hello, kisses UC on the cheek, then walks out the door.)
UC: "That Margarita. She's good people."
Terri: "Tell me you didn't."
UC: "Did. Five times."
Terri: "Oh lord........"
UC: "I'm lucky I haven't gone blind."
Terri: "CHANGING THE SUBJECT! Now that you've shifted your momentum what does the future hold for you?"
UC: "That's easy. With Raggle's skanky ass out of the way, I think I deserve another shot at some title gold!"
Terri: "Ultimo. Even though I think you are one of the top guys here, you only have one major win. Don't' you think you should get some more big victories before you get a title shot?"
UC: "Hell no! What more do I have to prove? I can mix it up with any monkey on the roster! I'm one of the biggest draws in history! I sell tickets! I get buy rates! I make serious bank! My merch is the biggest seller on EWTstore.com! In fact, the demand is so high I might have to come up with more stuff for all the Choconauts to buy, buy, buy! Speaking of which, did you get that shirt I sent you?"
Terri: "You mean this one?"
(Terri unzips her jacket to reveal the new "Chocula Rocksula" girl's t-shirt.)
UC: "That's the one! (looks right at the camera) Available now at EWTstore.com and Ultimochoculaissuperrad.com! Order yours now so I can go to Stockholm this summer!"
Terri: "Well that about wraps it up. Do you have any last words?"
UC: "Only this! All you people out there in TV Land, if you think you've seen it all, you ain't seen nuthin' yet!"
Terri: "Thanks Ultimo! Gorilla, Brain, back to you guys."
(The "on air" light goes out and UC and Terri start up a new conversation.)
UC: "So what do you have going the rest of the day?"
Terri: "Nothing really. My flight doesn't leave until tomorrow afternoon."
UC: "Want to go see Good Night and Good Luck?"
Terri: "Sure."
UC: "Cool."
(You were expecting something funny to close the segment, weren't you?)
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Post by The Lach is very tired on Nov 3, 2005 3:57:12 GMT -5
*Spaz & Maelstrom are standing backstage.*
S: Man what a great night we both had at WCBAWAN! You are the new Tri-State Champion. I beat Eddie to go 2-1 up in our series & won a PPV match for the first time since Saved By The Bell: The College Years almost 4 months ago! We are making big waves in EWT now.
M: That's true Spaz. As I presicted the Tide Did Turn at WCBAWAN. I am the EWT Tri-State Champion! *Holds Up Belt* And soon you, Spaz will be the new OX Division Champion.
S: Believe The Hype!!
*Cut To Commercial*
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