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Post by Toom E. Guci on Sept 1, 2005 18:18:54 GMT -5
*Opening promo airs* 31+ EWT superstars will enter the ring one by one. 30+ EWT superstars will be eliminated one by one. A night full of suprises. A night full of heartbreak. A night full of anticipation. The luck of the draw will decide it all. Men. Women. All vying for one shot at the EWT heavyweight Championship currently held by DSR. Who will win? Nobody knows. Tonight, the road begins as we see what is in store for Sunday. Tonight, LIVE on Must See Tv...it's: THE MAIM EVENT
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Post by Toom E. Guci on Sept 1, 2005 18:21:11 GMT -5
" The pain has only begun!!! "
Pomp and Circumstance hits the Toomitron as Principal Pain walks out to the stage, without any of his fellow members thanks to Toomi's stipulation. He slowly walks down to the ring.
Announcer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Approaching the ring... representing the P.T.A. weighing in at 235 pounds, Principal Pain!!!
The crowd starts booing immediately as Pain ignores them, sliding under the ropes into the ring... then standing in the center and ripping off his suit as usual. He patiently awaits his opponent.
Suddenly, some heavy metal-like music hits the Toomitron and Paul Podanski comes out on stage to a nice pop as the crowd starts chanting his name. Paul's unarmed this time, but he quickly sprints towards the ring.
Announcer: And his opponent... from Birmingham Alabama, weighing in 312 pounds, Paul... Podanski!!!
Paul quickly enters the ring and runs right at Pain, leaping atop off him with a Lou Thez Press, starting to punch him repeatedly as the bell rings. Pain is unable to escape as Paul punishes him with lefts and rights. Soon, he gets back up off the now dazed opponent. Pain quickly rises to his feet, only to be met with a clothesline back down to the mat. Paul quickly looks down and leaps up for a leg drop to his neck... but Pain desperately rolls out of the way.
Paul hits the mat hard, graoning a bit, as Pain quickly runs forward and delivers a Shining Wizard to Paul's face, sending him toppling backwards. He goes for a cover. 1...2....
But Paul kicks out quickly. Pain frustatingly goes down to the mat and tries to lock in a boston crab on Paul, but he's powers out, sending Pain flying forwards and bouncing off the ropes. As he does, Paul gets up and Intercepts him by nailing an Alley-Oop on the principal, planting him face first into the mat. Pain gets a bit more frustrated as Paul goes for another cover. 1...2....
But this time, Pain kicks out. Paul gets to his feet, lifting up Pain as well. As he does, Pain quickly goes behind Paul, lifting him up for a three suplex combination... or as he calls it now, The Satisfactory Suplex Series, first nailing a regular german suplex, then a dragon suplex, and finally a tiger suplex for good measure, going into a bridged pin. 1....2....
But Paul gets his foot on the ropes, causing the pin to be broken up. Angrily, Pain gets up and leaps up, nailing an elbow drop to the heart of Paul, causing him to hold the area in pain. The principal then sits on Paul's back, putting him in the camel clutch, trying to to more damage to his neck. Paul struggles and despreately lunges towards the ropes, but Pain keeps the hold locked on, determined to win.
Paul keeps trying to crawl closer to the ropes, making some progress as pain continues the pressure applied. It seems Paul may have to tap out, but he's somehow holding on. Pain keep's applying more and more pressure, until finally Paul grabs the bottom rope. Pain reluctantly breaks up the hold after four seconds. But the damage has been done. Paul holds his neck area as Pain gets back to his feet, looking down at Paul. He immediately lifts him up, then goes to apply a dragon sleeper, torquing his neck and trying to put him out of the match.
Paul starts to fade fast as Pain keeps the submission locked in, Podanski trying to escape the sleeper and regain control of the match, but Pain isn't letting up at all. He keeps the pressure applied, soon the sleeper taking effect as Paul's eyes start to close, then reopen every few seconds. Soon... his arms drop, the referee going over to lift them... once.... twice.... but on the third lift, Paul manages to keep it from falling, Pain looking on in shock as he does.
Paul continues to try and move out of the sleeper hold, Pain not wanting to let up. Suddenly, Paul manages to nail an elbow to the chest, another, and another. Pain quickly releases the hold, clutching his chest in Pain. Paul turns around, then lifts him up for a Manhattan Drop... setting him down hard and making Pain's chest area hurt even more. Paul then runs forward with a powerful big boot to the face, sending Pain to the mat. He looks around the arena and points to the top turnbuckle as the crowd cheers.
Paul quickly starts climbing up the turnbuckle, the leaps off for the Appaulachian Mountain Splash and nails it! Pain groans in Pain as Paul goes for the cover. 1....2....
No! Pain kicked out! Paul can't beleive it. He gets up off the mat, looking at the referee who most have counted slowly. As he does, Pain quickly grabs Paul and rolls him up going for a cheap cover, holding the ropes for leverage. 1....2..... 3!!!!
Announcer: here is your winner... Principal...
But wait, the referee signals to the timekeeper to not ring the bell. The announcer looks confused as Pain is trying to leave the ring.
Announcer: ladies and gentlemen... I have just been informed that due to illegal rope usage... this match WILL CONTINUE!!!
Pain looks a bit shocked at this announcement, Paul quickly running out of the ring and grabbing Pain, whipping him back into the EWT ring. Pain quickly goes for a low blow kick, but Paul catches his foot, then lifts him up, grabbing his chest in the other ahnd and slamming him down into some kind of Spinebuster like move. Pain groans as Paul goes for another cover. 1...2....
But Pain kicks out again. Paul gets a bit more frustrated and rises up to his feet, bringing Pain with him. He then signals for the end... The Paulerbomb. Podanski quickly grabs Pain as he get's back up, lifting him up and spinning around... once... twice... three times... four times... five times, but suddenly, Pain drops down in front of Paul and kciks him in the sternum, lifting him up for the Suspender, but somehow, Paul counters into a sunset flip like-rollup going for a cover 1....2.... but Pain reverses the roll up into one of his own. 1....2....
Paul immediately powers out once again. Pain can't beleive this. He's getting frustrated. Paul is back on his feet again, watching pain closely. The principal gets back up and runs forward for a rolling dropkick, shades of Jimmy Snuka, and nailing him with it in the face. Paul goes down hard. The Principal quickly ascends to the top turnbuckle, then leaps off for an elbow drop. but Paul quickly rolls out of the way, Pain hitting the mat hard. Now both men are down as the referee begins the count out. 1...2....3....4....5....6.....7.....8....9.....
But before the ten, both Paul and pain rise to their feet. Paul quickly runs forward, attempting another Big Boot, but Pain catches it and reverses into a dragon screw. Paul goes down to the mat again as pain attempts to lock in a leg lcok submission... Paul groaning a bit... once again struggling towards the ropes. He eventually reaches them once again, breaking up the hold.
Pain can't beleive it. He slowly rises to his feet as the ref checks on Paul. Pain walks over to the turnbuckle and undoes the padding... then looks back at Paul who is starting to rise off the mat. He walks forward a bit and runs at him, Paul doesn't see Pain coming as he gets nailed with a dropkick to the knees, taking him down back to the mat.
Pain quickly lifts Paul back up and eyes the unpadded turnbuckle. He quickly whips Paul full force towards it, but it's countered! Pain slams head first into the unprotected turnbuckle!!! He's also been busted wide open, as he turns around, Paul lifts him up for another Paulerbomb.... spinning once... twice... three times... four times... fives times... six times.... SEVEN TIMES... and slams him down hard. Paul immediately hooks the leg for the cover 1....2....
3!!!
Announcer: Here is your winner... Paul Podanski!!!
The match is over and Paul has come out on top, thanks to the Principal's underhanded tactics backfiring. He immeidately leaves the ring as Pain struggles to his feet. He has a seething look in his face as he glares at Paul. Paul turns back around and flips Pain off... to the crowd's delight, then heads backstage, Pain following.
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Post by Toom E. Guci on Sept 1, 2005 18:22:10 GMT -5
*Camera pans to Tazz and Michael Cole*
Tazz: Ya know Cole, dis is da Greatest Maim Event EWT has ever had to date.
Cole: That's right Taz. And you know this is for, right?
Tazz: No.
Cole: *screaming* These are the fights before EWTs Royal Pain in the Ass Rumble which will be held this Sunday live from Arizona. Only people who ordered the $500.09 Pay Per View can view this by Digital Converter. Well this rumble is going to be one of the best Toomi Bischoff says as we get...
*Just as Cole couldn't shut his mouth, thankfully DNN music plays as the crowd cheers a little bit here and there with some boo's as well. Dorf comes down to the ring and grabs the mic.*
Dorf: Look, I know I'm the number one contender for the EWT Ox Division Title, but this Sunday could be my chance, my goal, my dream that I have been trying to reach since I got off my injury. And that my folks is the EWT World Heavyweight Championship shot. It has been around six months since I had my only title shot...SIX MONTHS! I have been here in EWT for almost a year now and I got only one title shot and a belt that shows how great I am in the ring.
You see, I have been here since November of last year and I wasn't expecting of much of myself as a great wrestler at first. But, Toomi Bischoff made me into a somebody and I took it from there. What has this done in the ten months of non-stop training here in the EWT? It has done so much to me and I bet to all of you that care about me. When I was with the nBo for a few weeks, I foddled around in the bottom of the bowl and was getting nowhere, well nowhere important at least.
My first big break came when my nBo experiment trial contract was over and I was not planning to resign since they had nowhere to go with me except being a loser. So then I went to Toomi Bischoff and he gave me a trial contract as well as I would face Johnny Nitro and beat the s*** out of him even though it was a squash. I was not fitting in with the back of the locker room. There was one man who thought I had great potential and that is David Davies.
He and I have fought so many battles that I would consider the finest work ever. And now today, I fued with David Adams, one of the greatest workers to ever step in the EWT ring. Now I am just about ready to move on to the next step on becoming EWTs next World Heavyweight Champion. You see, back when I had my title shot in the Elimination Chamber, DSR and Spaz were the ones that f***ed me over in that match. I don't care who is champion when I win the Royal Pain in the Ass Rumble...I will come out on top and prove you wrong.
You see, for the last 2 months I have been battling in one of my greatest fueds ever with David Adams. I have won the Ox Title, put on 2 ***** PPVs that are untouchable, and to most people think that my matches have been more notably better than you. This is the shining moment for me and there is nobody in the EWT locker room that can take me down. Nobody.
*Toomi Bischoff's music plays, crowd boo's.*
Bischoff: *has mic at hand and is under the CrapTron* Nobody? Not even me........Toomi Bischoff, General Manger of EWT?
Dorf: *cold, dry stare* Bischoff. Yes, that's right...nobody.
Bischoff: Alright *walks down the aisle as he keeps on talking* Guess I'll have to do it the old-fashioned way. You see Dorf, come the Royal Pain in Ass Rumble...you ain't gonna win. There are a bunch of other superstars that would want to face my champion, such as Dave Davemite, Mercenary, Curtrok, or even Linda Ragnal of all people. *enters ring*
Dorf: Are you saying I suck?
Bischoff: Well, I was going to get to that. Yes, you do. Sure, you're Ox Division matches were perfect, but you Dorf keep messing up like getting injuried. And injuries down my way equals another superstar taking my money at home paycheck by paycheck. And you did this twice in your ten month tenure in EWT. I lost so much profit in you. Now you want a f***ing title shot? No. Your too injury prone to get and it will be proven at the Royal Pain in the Ass Rumble that you will fail. Just be glad you are worthy for the Ox Title.
*Dorf gets agitated and goes right for Toomi Bischoff's neck. Bischoff is choking and then he signals a hand motion to the World Champion who is coming from behind Dorf. DSR clubs a right to Dorf's back to let go of Toomi Bischoff. DSR kicks into Dorf's gut and then delivers an Emoflow DDT. The crowd is booing very loudly. DSR then made Dorf stand up and put into position for the TURBONEGRO DESTROYER! Dorf takes the move and goes down in an instant. Bischoff grabs mic as DSR has a evil smirk on his face.*
Bischoff: Like I said...injury prone.
*Bischoff and DSR leave to Bischoff's music. Dorf eventually rolls out to the outside grasping his neck as its a little red.*
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Post by Ragnal on Sept 1, 2005 18:36:27 GMT -5
*Linda Ragnal is backstage warming up for her match tonight.Josh Matthews approaches her.*
JOSH:Linda,it seems to be a good week for you this week.Not only will we see you face Hillary Clitton for the EWT Girl Next Door Championship,but this Sunday we get to see you and your brothers challenge for the EWT Championship at Royal Pain in the Ass Rumble.Any thoughts?
LINDA:Josh,I honestly don't know what will happen between now and then.I could win tonight,lose tonight,vice versa,or win or lose both.Plus,I already won one Rumble,so I could be in good hands.
JOSH:And what about this new female,Chrysta?Do you see her as a viable competitor for the GND title and the Rumble?
*Linda stops dead in her tracks.*
LINDA:Excuse me?
JOSH:Chrysta.Chrysta,the Ice Queen?Any thoughts on her?
*Linda stands frozen for a few seconds.*
LINDA:You know,Josh,could you leave me?Like now?I don't want to lose focus for tonight.
JOSH:Well...alright...
*Josh leaves.Linda brushes her hair behind her,and starts to wonder.*
LINDA:It can't be.It just can't be...
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Post by DQorDie on Sept 1, 2005 19:15:45 GMT -5
The Ring Bell: DING! DING! DING!
"Sexy Guy hits the PA as the camera goes over to the Fink
Howard Finkel: This match is scheduled for one fall with a 30 minute tiiime limit!
As soon as the song kicks in out walks the Heartbreak Hitman with the EWT World Tag Team Title strapped around his waist taunting the crowd as Gasoline stiff as ever follows behind along with Rosa.
The Fink: Coming down the aisle at this time. Weighing in at 232 lb. he is accompanied to the ring by Gasoline & Rosa. He is one half of the EWT Wooorld Tag Teeeam Chaaaampions. He is....the Heartbreak Hiiiitman......BRET MICHAELS!!!!
The crowd boos as HBH continues to taunt the crowd. He goes up to a fan with a Limey sign saying "FLEX & HBH: LIFE HAS GIVEN YOU LIMES!" & has Gas tear it to shreds throwing it in the fan's face. They make their way in the ring as we go back to the Fink.
The Fink: And his opponent........
The choir has assembled by the entrance way already as they burst into "Hallelujah!" As soon as they are heavy into the song Flex pops out after his showgirls part his way with his purple rhinestone cape glittering in the lights, purple rasslin' tights, boots, & taped wrists strapped on. Dr. Frederick Delavier follows behind as well as the coveted Jesse The Body Award for 2005 inside of a glass case. Flex makes it up to the area where the entrance reaches the beginning of the guard rails & whips open the cape Like Batman so everyone can get a gander at what pure magnificence is all about as the fans boo in unison to Flex's arrogance! HBH laughs talking to Gas about what they are witnessing.
Gorilla Monsoon: Jess, what a battle of the egos tonight. I don't know if the arena can fit such pompousness.
Jesse "The Body" Ventura: Egos? What do you know about egos? You're still wondering why no one will leggo your Eggo!
The Fink: Coming down the aisle accompanied by his creator, "The Doctor of Muscletology".....DR. FREDERICK DELAVIER from Nuremberg, Germany. He comes in weighing in at 330 lbs. of pure magnificence![/i] with arms in length of 30 inches round, waist 38", legs 24" & at a height of 6'7" he is the undefeated WBF Champion, the Scammy Award Winning, Olympic Gold Medalist, & recently crowned Jesse The Body Award winner for 2005 ......He is the Genetic Superman.........FLEX..................MAAAAAAAAAAGNIIIIIIIIIIFICEEEEEEEEEEENT!!!!!!!!!!![/i]
The fans boo incesently as Flex gets a few steps onto the ringsteps. He looks around to chants of "HE CAN'T WRESTLE!!! *clap clap clap clap clap*" His face is dripping with disdain for the fans as Dr. Delavier opens the ropes for him. He walks in & walks to the side of the ring where the cameras are shooting from & throws off his cape & begins to Flex as his brand new fireworks go off into the air.
Bret Michaels is now becoming a bit aggitated & not as carefree now that he sees Flex has a bigger entrance than he does.
Both men move to seperate corners as the referee in charge checks both men for any foreign objects. When everything is clear he calls for the bell
Ring Bell: DING!
GM: The bell has rung & we are on our way!
JV: This is gonna be a tough one to call. Monsoon. Both men are fine athletes & capable of a victory on any given night. But I might have to go with Flex here. He's new to the EWT & very hungry for gold.
GM: We've all been there, Jess. But in this case I am going to have to go with the Hitman on the basis of pure experience. He's been around a lot longer than Flex & can actually wrestle.
JV: Give me a break, Monsoon!
Both men circle each other around the ring trying to feel each other out. Flex tries to control the match & offers his hands out for his patented Test of Strength. Bret is wise in his decision to go for it & land a quick kick to the gut of Flex Magnificent instead of going strength to strength with Flex. Flex releases as Bret backs up into the ropes & attempts a shoulder block to the Magnificent one. He goes for it but lands immediately on his back as if he just ran into a brick wall.
Micheals has a bit of a stunned look, but let's it go to his head. He goes for it again & the same result. This time Flex is giving him a stern look for his troubles. Micheals bounces off the ropes again & this time dropkicks Flex in the ankle & knocks him down to the floor.
The crowd now have a mixed reaction to Micheals seeing that he's a heel yet is starting to overpower the mighty Flex Magnificent.
Micheals immediately capitalizes on the prone Flex holding onto his ankles & delivers a textbook elbow measured directly to Flex's chest cavity. He gets up & continues with a few boots & bounces off the ropes for another measured elbow that connects. Flex is a bit dazed as Micheals lifts him up by his short hair & delivers a few knees to the face to soften him up & whips him into the turnbuckle. He ascends the ropes for a 10-count punch, but before Bret can get in his licks Flex throws him off clear across the ring.
GM: Micheals may have played it smart, but he's been taking it too easy on this rookie monster.
JV: You're absolutely correct, Gorilla. Micheals may have been getting a little too cocky.
Micheals sits up & laughs at Flex as if he was saying, "Is that all you got?"
He gets back up & once again both men are in a staredown. Flex goes to grab Micheals, but Micheals ducks under & tries to go for a roll up pin, but Flex kicks out with authority & Micheals lands clearly across the ring.
HBH rolls out of the ring & slicks back his hair & is looking a bit pissed that his early attempt at a victory didn't work. Rosa comes over to comfort him, but he pushes her aside as he grabs the middle rope & gets back in the ring.
Flex gives HBH a stare of stone like the one he was chizzeled out of. HBH gives it no thought & walks up to Flex delivering another kick to the midsection. Flex bends over in pain & HBH slaps on a snap suplex. Flex immediately gets up as HBH taunts the crowd thinking he got the best of Flex. Flex spins him around delivering some stiff closed fists right to the face of HBH lobbying him against the ropes. He whips HBH in & goes for a clothesline, but HBH ducks & misses runs across the otherside of the ropes & goes for a clothesline of his own, but Flex ducks under as HBH stops & Flex turns back around & with a discus clothesline he calls the ReFLEX ReACTION!! lays HBH on the ground hard & where he rolls over to the ropes where Gas & Rosa are. He has a totally shocked expression on his face as if he's just realizing what's he's gotten himself into.
GM: HOLY S**T! DID I JUST SEE FLEX MAGNIFICENT DO A SKILLFUL COUNTER! I CAN NOW SAY I HAVE SEEN EVERYTHING!!!
JV: You've gotta be kidding me, Monsoon. This man has always been gifted.
HBH letting his emotions take over walks over to Flex yelling at him then pushing him. Flex walks right into HBH's chest as HBH hits him with a stiff slap to the face. The crowd is taken back with an "Oooooooo" eminating from every seat. Flex turns his face around which is now red with anger & pushes HBH clear across the ring. HBH gets right back up & speed walks up to Flex who cold cocks him a FIST TO THE FACE!!! HBH hits the mat like a sack of potatos.
Flex picks him up & lifts him above his shoulders doing an Airplane Spin from Hell! The fans begin to count.
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Flex releases & dropping HBH across the ring yet again. He also falls to his knees a bit due to the dizzyness. HBH is by the ropes as Gas & Rosa egg him on. Flex gets back to his feet & does a rookie mistake by posing & not capitalizing on the prone HBH. Gas digs in his pockets & hands a dazed HBH a pair of brass knucks. Flex continues to pose as HBH gains his balance & takes flight hitting a Flex in the back of the head with the knucks. Flex falls frontwards & lands on the middle rope waist first.
HBH once again uses the ropes & lands on the back of Flex Magnificent giving his stomach a bit of a ride on the middle ropes. HBH is on the outside & walks over to the dangling Flex & cracks him in the face with a quick few shots with the knucks. He drops 'em under the ring & rolls back in the ring, pulling on Flex's skimpy tights for a variation of a school boy. The ref drops to the mat....
1!
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KICKOUT!
Flex kicks out, but doesn't make as much of an impact as he did earlier.
HBH capitalizes & gives Flex a few kicks to the head. He picks him up & slaps on the Russian Leg Sweep leaving Flex laid out on the mat. Flex is holding his head as HBH ascends the second turnbuckle & lands the measured elbow drop Flex is reeling a bit with all the shots to his head. HBH goes for the cover.
1!
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KICKOUT!
GM: He went for a nonchalant cover & didn't hook the leg & didn't get the three.
JV: It definitely could've made a difference, Gorilla.
HBH not wanting to spare anymore time drags Flex over to the bottom rope & lays the leg down & steps up on the middle rope & drops right down on Flex's leg.
JV: He's tryin' to set him up for that Sharpshooter, Monsoon!
GM: No doubt trying to end it early & frankly I don't blame him.
He continues on the leg & stops as Flex is definitely feeling the effects now especially with both the brass knucks & the ankle dropkick at the beginning of the match. He is certainly in a world of hurt as Bret lifts up both legs & goes right for the groin & stomps on it. Dr. Delavier is now pounding on the mat for his Creation to get up!
HBH goes for another groin shot, but this time a headbutt. Flex has the "O" look on his face as Bret is tired of screwing around & calls for the Sharpshooter. He locks it & flips Flex around. He has it locked in for a good 40 seconds as Flex screams out in pain grabbing onto his head so he won't tap. 7 seconds go by until Flex starts withstanding the pain & places his palms on the mat to pushup out of the hold. HBH shakes his head as he feels the hold loosening up. Flex uses all his strength & off flies HBH.
The crowds kinda-sorta pop since HBH has been once again outstrengthed by Flex. Flex is still on the mat as HBH quickly gets up & delivers another measured elbow to the Flex's head.
GM: He must be hearing church bells now, Jess!
JV: MONSOON! The ONLY ding dong I see here is the one sitting next to me!
HBH continues with a barage of lefts & rights & knees Flex right in his ribs until.......
"RIP" by Gary Numan fills the arena. HBH looks around but continues his assualt on the dazed Flex Magnificent. Limey all of a sudden pops out of the curtains & is greeted by an awaiting Gas. Gas goes for a deadly right but Limey ducks it & hits Gas with an STO right on the concrete!
GM: The fans are going bananas Limey is in the building! ON NO! STO RIGHT ON THE CONCRETE! Gas will be seeing singing birds for awhile!
JV: WHAT IS THIS! THAT BRITISH SON OF A B***H IS RUINING A GREAT WRESTLING MATCH IN PROGRESS! SOMEONE DEPORT THAT NO TOOTH WONDER!
Limey now has his sights on Rosa who heads for the hills as soon as they make eye contact. HBH can now see Limey. He yells at him.....
Heartbreak Hitman: Hey Limey! I got your musclehead in the palm of my hand!!!
HBH turns around to see Flex starting to get to his feet. As soon as he makes it he postmarks a nutshot to ensure he stays down a bit. He lifts him up & whips him right into the turnbuckles & follows him with a Stinger Splash for good measure.
HBH: Now Limey.....I'm gonna finish what you couldn't start!
As Flex is still sitting on the turnbuckles feeling dazed Limey looks on as HBH stomps his foot signalling for the "Sweet Chin Muzak." He stomps a few more times & runs over to Flex, but Flex ducks it & HBH's leg is caught on the rope! Flex now back at a decent mental capacity charges at the caught HBH who tries to wave Flex off, but instead is caught flesh on the jaw with a big boot to the face. The impact knocks HBH silly.
As his leg is still caught on the ropes Flex is in full Roid Rage Mode & goes ape***t on HBH hitting him with a barrage of lefts & rights & not stopping. The ref pulls Flex off of him as HBH crumples to the mat in a bloody mess.
Flex looks over at Limey posing down with all his veins showing complimented by a red face full of scorn for Limey. Limey composes himself not to run in & watches as HBH starts crawling away from the corner to the middle of the ring where Flex is. HBH looks like he's in no shape to continue after so many beefy closed fists to the various areas to the face. Flex takes notice of HBH & places his foot over his neck & drops down with an elbow & places him in the Flex Capacitor.
The entire time he looks at Limey with a stone cold expression as HBH taps wildly to end the match. The ref calls for the bell as Flex lets go & gets up & stares at Limey.
GM: I can't believe the strength of this man! All this time he was getting his brains kicked in he all of a sudden he gets a burst of energy & knocks HBH into next week!?!?! That just can't be natural, Jess!
JV: Hey! What are you trying to say!?
HBH is taken out of the ring as Flex starts begging Limey to get into the ring.
Limey not keeping his sights off Flex as he begins to enter the ring. Flex keeps motioning him to come in.
Limey rolls in & both men go right at it. Flex gets the upper hand & rocks Limey with a well placed left. Limey rolls out of harm's way & pulls out the bowie knife as Flex rolls right out the ring & is joined with his manager, Dr. Delavier.
Limey puts the knife inbetween his teeth & motions an "X" over his face to let Flex know he's out for revenge & starting with Flex's face. Flex is quite tee'd & shouts at Limey while leaving saying....
Flex Magnificent: HOW DARE YOU!!! YOU WOOL NEVUH SCAR MY MAGKNEEFICENT FACE!!!! HOW DARE YOU!!!
GM: What a turn of events, Jess. Who would've thought Flex Magnificent could have pulled out the win after all those shots to the head with the brass knucks. Seems like HBH was trying to finish off Limey's threats as well!
JV: You're right, Monsoon, but it looks like he didn't succeed. In fact HBH may be the one who's left with a bandaged face. Just look at the damage Flex put on HBH while he was stuck in the corner.
The replay plays on the screen.
GM: OH MY LORD!!! Jess, that had to hurt. HBH will definitely be thinking twice about his early aligations about Flex Magnificent.
JV: You have finally said something I can agree with, Gorilla.
Limey is still in the ring as his theme plays. He's jumping on the 2nd turnbuckles flashing his bowie knife as well as the horns as the fans cheerly madly for Limey.
GM: We are days away from the Royal Pain in the Ass Rumble, Jess. What could possibly happen between these 2 men in the Rumble?
JV: I don't know, Gorilla, but it won't be pretty. But I have another question. What if one of these men wins? Say Limey wins & beats DSR for the title? Will he defend against Flex Magnificent? And what if Flex wins both? Will he grant Limey a title shot?
GM: I don't know, Jess, but we'll have to find out on Sunday who will be the #1 Contender for DSR's EWT World Heavyweight Title.
JV: You know Gorilla my money is on Flex. It's all about the Manifest Magnificence. It's taking over as we speak.
GM: Would you stop! We'll be right back with the Girl's Next Door Championship Match along with much more. Right after this.
Fade to commercial
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Post by whoopdeedoo on Sept 1, 2005 20:01:03 GMT -5
Michael Buffer: The following is a Clockwork Orange House of Fun match! Coming down to the ring first, weighing in at 217 pounds, WhoopDeeDoo!
[Ride the Lightning hits and WDD strides down to the caged ring. There are all kinds of weapons dangling from the ceiling. He steps into the ring and looks around]
MB: Following him, weighing 215 pounds, THE HUMAN WHOOPASS MACHINE! THEO RUMM!
[Fight For Your Right hits and Theo Rumm walks down to the ring with a massive pop from the fans. He climbs into the ring as well]
MB: And finally...your SPECIAL GUEST REFEREE! HENRY....WINKLER!!!
[The Happy Days theme song hits and Winkler rides down to the ring on a motorcycle wearing a referee's shirt. He steps off the bike and walks into the ring]
WDD and Theo lock up. WDD knocks down Theo and immediatly goes for a chair. He has trouble getting the chair off the ceiling, and Theo chop blocks him. Theo grabs the chair, but WDD rolls to his feet before Theo can hit him. WDD dashes up to the turnbuckle, and goes for a Moonsault. Theo dashes out of the way, but WDD lands on his feet behind Theo. Theo turns around and gets nailed with an enziguri, knocking the chair into his face!
Theo crumples to the ground. WDD grins and poses to the crowd for a few seconds before grabbing the chair and setting it in a sitting position. He grabs Theo's head and places it on the chair. WDD climbs up to the turnbuckle and goes for the legdrop from the top, but Theo moves and WDD's left leg hits the chair, full force.
WDD and Theo are both on the ground, WDD holding his leg, while Theo cradles his head. WDD and Theo get up at relatively the same time, but Theo kicks WDD in his hurt leg, sending WDD down again. Theo grabs WDD's injured leg, and puts WDD into an Indian Deathlock. Theo tries to grab at WDD's head, but WDD is thrashing his head too much to get a lock on it. Finally Theo releases and tries to go for a half boston crab, but WDD kicks at Theo, bouncing off the ropes. WDD sticks out his unheart leg, causing Theo to trip and fall to the ground.
Both men get up quickly, Theo still grabbing his head at intervals, and WDD obviously favoring his right leg. Theo and WDD begin chopping each other senseless, but Theo gets control and wrenches WDD's arm. He jerks WDD to the ground, then gives him an armbar. He releases, picks up WDD and goes for the Drunk Driver, but WDD reverses into a reverse DDT. WDD takes a moment to get up, then examines the ceiling to find a good weapon. He grabs a hanging table and sets it up on the ground. He then grabs the chair and sets in under the table. He grabs Theo and sets him up on the table. He goes for the DDT, but Theo reverses and hits the Drunk Driver, driving WDD's head into the wood, and onto the chair below. Theo is slightly dazed, but WDD is out, and is busted wide open.
Theo poses for the crowd, but suddenly, someone forces his way through the crowd. IT'S THE CALIFORNIA KID! He slides into the ring and whacks Winkler with the Surfboard of DOOM! Fonzie is out and The California Kid slides out of the ring. Suddenly, Curtrok and Botchberg run down to the ring and slide in. Theo doesn't notice and when he turns around...SPEAR! Curtrok begins stomping on Theo, while Botchberg tries to help WDD up. Suddenly the Billion Dollar Corporation runs in and begin brawling with the Triple Threat. Both Theo and WDD finally get to their feet (WDD is severely bleeding now) and grab chairs. Theo takes out Botchberg and Curtrok, and WDD smacks A-Bomb and Les upside the head. They both turn around, ready to smack the other, but stop. They drop the chairs and lock up. WDD gets control and sends Theo over to the turnbuckle. WDD very quickly grabs another table and sets it near the turnbuckle in question. He then runs over and dropkicks Theo back into the turnbuckle. He grabs Theo and sends him up to the top rope. He maneuvers to the back of him and administers The Apocalypse from the top rope down to the table. Now Theo is bleeding. WDD grabs Theo and drags him to the outside, hitting him at different intervals. Finally, they get up to the balcony. Both men are horribly bleeding by now, their faces covered in blood. WDD tries toss Theo over the banister, but Theo resists. He elbows WDD a few times, then slams his head into the banister repeatedly. WDD falls to the ground, clutching his head. Theo pulls him up and he TOSSES WDD OVER! THEO RUMM WINS! Or does he? Right before WDD is too far gone, he grabs Theo's arm, sending them both tumbling into the stacked tables.
Winner-DRAW!
[After the match, paramedics wheel out both WDD and Theo. By this time, both the BDC and the Triple Threat had gotten up and watched as their fellow members were dragged out of the carnage, they gestured at each other and finally left the ring]
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Post by #Classic Hi-Definition X on Sept 1, 2005 20:45:06 GMT -5
*HBH, Gasoline, and Rosa are shown backstage as doctors try to bandage his face. Hoss Matthews enters the picture*
Hoss: HBH, we just witnessed the match between you and Flex that ended in you tapping out to the Flex Capacitor. How do you feel?
HBH: HOW DO I FEEL?! What are you, some kind of f***ing MORON?! Did you not see what happened out there? I had Flex beat until- surprise, surprise- Limey shows up. He stuck his nose where it didn't belong and cost me the match. He has gotten into my business way too many times, and now it's time to pay the piper! Limey, you punk kid, I've had it up to HERE with you. You started this, and the only way this is going to end is with some Sweet Chin Muzak!
Gas: (still reeling from the pain of the STO) Not so fast Bret. There may not be much of him left when I get through with him. I'm going to make him pay for the STO with a Jackknife Powebomb straight...to...HELL!
Rosa: Limey, I hope you're happy with yourself. You've done nothing but cause problems for all of us. But you know what they say. What goes around comes around, and Limey, you WILL get what's coming to you. Bet on it.
HBH: (As doctors try to bandage him) Hey! Watch what you're doing! Damn that Limey.
Gas: Damn straight.
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Post by Ragnal on Sept 1, 2005 20:54:03 GMT -5
*Candice Michelle and Torrie Wilson are backstage,plotting their next move on hazing Ashley.Suddenly,Joe Ragnal walks up to them.*
JOE:Evening,ladies.
TORRIE:Oh,hi,Joe.
JOE:I see you guys have been becoming quite the team,know what I mean,nudge nudge,wink wink?
CANDICE:Uh,no...
JOE:Oh...well,you've been showing some rather obvious intimacy.Is that clear enough for you?
TORRIE:Yeah,I guess that works.But,I'm married.
JOE:Right,right...so,Candice,is there any way I can get you to hang out with-
JOSH:Joe Ragnal!
JOE:Gah!!Man,I told you NOT to sneak up on me.
CANDICE:Well,we have to go.We need to come up with another way to humiliate the new girl.
JOE:Have you tried stripping her down to her underwear?
CANDICE:Hey,not a bad idea.Thanks.
JOE:Anytime.
*Torrie and Candice walk off.*
JOE:Dude,did you have to do that?
JOSH:Sorry,I just wanted to ask you about the Rumble.
JOE:Ah,right.the Rumble.Well,as far as I remember,Chocula's name is somewhere up there.And last I checked,he was actually acting a little...sane.But that doesn't help too much.He's still crazy up there somewhere.And come Rumble time,I want him to start showing me that he isn't as 'cracked up' as I think he is.
JOSH:Was that a joke?
JOE:That was a joke.
JOSH:Wasn't very funny.
*Joe looks at Josh a few seconds.*
PLEASE STAND BY
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Post by Ultimo Chocula on Sept 1, 2005 21:46:25 GMT -5
("Poor And Weird" blares over the PA and out comes everyone's favorite noodnick Ultimo Chocula. He's looking very new wave with the skinny tie, visor like sunglasses, and checkered Vans. He struts down to the ring as the crowd boos at him. Once he's in the ring he grabs the mic. Thus begins his diatribe.)
UC: "How are you inbred hillbillies enjoying the Maim Event so far?"
Crowd: "BOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!"
UC: "Aw, boo yourselves! With the Rumble coming up this Sunday everybody wants to know what the score is. 'Ultimo' they say. 'How bad are you gonna rock the Rumble?' Well let me tell you something about that, Chumley! I'm gonna rock it so hard Donny Osmond's teeth are going to come loose! I'm gonna rock it so hard J.Lo will become relevant again! I'm gonna rock it so hard a Circle Grape Eye promo will make sense! But one thing bothers me, and since you hayseeds are all illiterate I'll have to point it out to you."
Crowd: "BOOOOOOOOOO!!!!"
UC: "Yes, yes. You've already said that. Has anyone noticed that even though I signed up for this dog and pony show that passes for a PPV that I have not been featured in the ads or have been named as a contestant? Yup. It's a fact! Now why do you suppose that is? That's easy, Chester! Tooms is looking out for his little lap dog VCR. He knows after I eliminate all those other yo yo's that I'll beat VCR's stupid little head from the Pecos all the way to Red Sea! Really, Tooms! I expected better from a guy like you! I'm money in the bank, yo! Ratings would be through the roof with me as champ! I ain't lyin'!"
(UC looks around at the booing fans and couldn't care less.)
UC: "I mean, you're letting that Mountain Dew commercial reject Joe "The Windbreaker" Raggle compete in this thing and not me? What kind of sick joke is that? This Raggle fool, hasn't done jack since he's been here, is sucking off of his brother's charisma like some kind of charisma parasite, a wimpy little twerp who couldn't draw flies, and he's in the Rumble? Man, these are indeed sour times. But hey! Fear not my Choconauts! Whether Tooms admits I'm in this thing or not, I will be in the Rumble, and when I win it party at Butch Reed's house! He's got air hockey!"
(UC's music comes back on and he gives the fans the "V For Victory" sign with both hands and goes backstage.)
Next segment, if you please....
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Post by Ragnal on Sept 1, 2005 21:56:07 GMT -5
LILLIAN:Ladies and gentlemen,the next contest is for the EWT Girl Next Door Championship.
*Going Under plays as Linda Ragnal enters and heads to the ring.*
LILLIAN:Entering first is the challenger,from Scranton,PA...the Ocean's Beauty,Linda RAGNAL!
*Linda raises her arms high and gets a loud pop from the crowd.Just then,Like a Surgeon plays as Hillary Clitton enters to major heat.*
LILLIAN:And her opponent...she is the Girl Next Door champion...Dr. Hillary Clitton!
*Clitton hands the belt to the ref,who hands it to the timekeeper,and starts to punch Linda.The ref rings the bell.Hillary whips Linda into the ropes.Linda bounces,ducks under a clothersline,bounces off the ropes,and hits Hillary with a Crossbody.She pins Clitton*
1!
*CLitton kicks out.Linda runs to the ropes and goes for a Lionsault,but Clitton rolls away,with Linda landing on her feet.Clitton goes for another clothesline,but Linda ducks again,and kicks Clitton in the stomach,causing her to double over.Linda then connects the Twist of Fate onto Clitton and goes for the pin.*
1!2!
*Clitton kicks out again.This time,Linda bounces off the ropes and goes for a Tidal Wave,but Clitton raises her legs,causing Linda to hit them.Linda is seen in pain,grabbing her back.*
1! 2! 3! 4!
*Both opponents get to their feet.Clitton and Linda lock up in the middle of the ring,with Clitton hitting Linda with a Russian Leg Sweep.Clitton then picks Linda up and puts her into a Cobra Clutch,but Linda runs to the turnbuckles,kicks both feet off of it,and hits the Dudley Dog on Clitton.Both are lying down on the floor.*
1! 2! 3! 4! 5!
*Linda gets to her feet slowly.She gets up and signals for the Down Pour,but suddenly,the lights go out.Senzafine plays as Chrysta enters the arena,and slowly walks to the ring.Linda looks at Chrysta in shock,saying to herself,"This can't be!This CAN'T!BE!"Suddenly,Clitton takes advantage of this and get Linda into a Schoolboy Pin while grabbing the ropes.*
1!2!3!
*The bell rings.Clitton quickly gets out of the ring and grabs her belt and books it.She gets to the top of the CrapTron and raises her belt hgih,then runs out.The crowd boos as she leaves.Linda is still in the ring,upset over what happened,but stilllooking at Chrysta in shock.Chrysta,still outside the ring,points to Linda,and with her trademark emotionless face,mouths,"I know."She then leaves the arena as Senzafine plays,leaving Linda shocked,covering herself with her arms as if she were feeling cold.*
*Fade to commercial*
ANNOUNCER:They are siblings.
MIKE:We are the Ragnals!
JOE:And we will take EWT by storm!
ANNOUNCER:They are a team.
LINDA:We fight for and with each other!
ANNOUNCER:But this Sunday,anything goes!
*Price to Play plays as footage of the Ragnals plays*
JOE:I could be the first Ragnal to reach the highest point in EWT!
LINDA:To become the first female EWT Champion!
MIKE:I will become the Master of Elemental Disaster I say I am!And THAT'S the Shocking Truth!
EWT ROYAL PAIN IN THE ASS RUMBLE THIS SUNDAY LIVE ON PPV
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Post by Poker Joker on Sept 1, 2005 22:10:21 GMT -5
(The E.W.T. crowd is pushing against the guardrails in anticipation of the main event. A roar of enthusiasm erupts through the crowd as the announcer finally takes the microphone.)
*ANNOUNCER*: Ladies and gentlemen, get ready for the MAIN EVENT!
("Apocalypse Please" starts blairing over the arena sound system, and the crowd fills with cheers. Maelstrom appears at the top of the entry way. He raises a fist to the crowd as he starts making his way to the ring. Over one shoulder, he is carrying a yellow backpack.)
*ANNOUNCER*: The following match is scheduled for one fall, and is for the E.W.T. Tri-State Championship! Introducing first, making his way to the ring area.... the challenger.... from The Aquarium, weighing in at 287 pounds.... MAELSTROM!!!!!
(Maelstrom enters the ring to a standing ovation from the fans. He turns to them and flexes his muscles impressively. Then Maelstrom points at the announcer and borrows his microphone. The crowd gets quiet as the big man starts to speak.)
*MAELSTROM* (in a chiding, taunting voice): Oh, Billy! Oh, Billy boy! I was wandering around backstage, and I just so happened to find something you might be missing right about now.
(Maelstrom reaches into the backpack and pulls out the baseball bat that Billy had attacked him with a week earlier.)
*MAELSTROM*: Remember this, Billy? Its your little "magic wand!" Looks like the fairy godfather.... and I do mean FAIRY.... won't be paying me any visits, tonight, huh, Billy?!
(The crowd cheers as Maelstrom hands the bat to the ref, who takes it out of the ring to put in a safe place. Maelstrom turns to face the entry way, and the taunting smile on his face is changed to an angry scowl.)
*MAELSTROM*: There you go, Billy. Last week, you did a little magic trick on me. But your magic is all gone, now. So why don't you walk your cocky little ass down that asile, so I can show you a magic trick of my own. Its called... MAKING YOUR TEETH DISAPPEAR DOWN YOUR THROAT!!!!
(Maelstrom leans over the ropes and shakes an intimidating fist at the entryway as the crowd chants his name with approval. Suddenly, "Like A Virgin" by Madonna starts playing over through the arena. The crowd's cheers turn quickly to boos.)
*ANNOUNCER*: And his opponent, making his way to the ring area, hailing from St. Paul, Minnesota and weighing in at 226 pounds.... The E.W.T. Tri-State Champion... Billy "THE VIRGIN" Ubermark!!!
(The crowd boos and Maelstrom shouts at the entryway, but nobody appears. Billy's music plays on as everyone stares at the empty ramp with puzzled looks. Suddenly, Billy comes from out of the crowd wearing his ring tights and the E.W.T. Tri-State Championship Belt. He slides into the ring and quickly attacks Maelstrom from behind with a running flying forearm smash to the back. Maelstrom staggers forwards against the ropes as Billy procedes to hit him with a series of elbow smashes to the back. After about the sixth elbow, Billy hits a standing dropkick on Maelstrom that sends the big man over the top rope and crashing onto the floor. Startled by all of this, the ref calls for the bell and the match begins.)
*BELL RINGS*
(With Maelstrom trying to catch his wind outside of the ring, Billy takes off his belt and quickly hands it to the ref. Billy then shoots himself off of the far ropes and slides unde the bottom rope. He nails Maelstrom, who is just getting up, with a baseball slide kick. Maelstrom staggers forwards and crashes into the guardrailing surrounding the ring, wincing in pain as he does so. Billy quickly gets over to Maelstrom, grabs his head, and sends him into the ring post. Maelstrom doesn't go down, but he staggers around, obviously dazed. Billy nimbly climbs the steps onto the ring apron, runs along it, and jumps off of it, grabbing Maelstrom's head as he does so and driving Maelstrom face-first into the floor. The fans boo Billy as he gets up. One fan close by flips Billy the bird. Billy makes a gesture as though he's going to slap him, but then simply smiles a him and goes back to dealing with Maelstrom. Billy slide into the ring to break the ref's 10-count. He does a quick pose for the audience that, again, elicits a series of boos. Billy waits for Maelstrom to start to get up. Billy then charges for a plancha over the top rope. Billy dives over the top rope, but Maelstrom catches Billy crosswise in mid-air! Maelstrom holds Billy for a momen before running him hard into the side of the ring. Billy howls in pain and tries to grab his back, but Maelstrom holds tight. He adjusts Billy into a gorilla press and tosses the Tri-State Champ back into the ring through the ring ropes. Billy hits the canvas with a thud, and rolls around a little bit as Maelstrom climbs up onto the ring apron and back into the ring. Billy manages to make it to his feet as Maelstrom enters the ring. Billy charges for a clothesline, but Maelstrom gets a foot up and catches Billy with a boot to the face. Billy hits the ground hard. Maelstrom picks him up by the hair, scoops him up, and nails him with a massive body slam. Maelstrom then methodically sizes Billy up and hits him with a jumping knee drop to the head. Maelstrom shifts his weight on top of Billy and goes for a cover....)
1.....2.....
(Billy kicks out. Maelstrom stands up, dragging Billy with him by the hair. He whips Billy into the ropes. As Billy comes back, Maelstrom catches him with a big powerslam. Billy gasps for air after having the wind knocked out of him by the move as Maelstrom gets on his knees and looks at the audience as though pondering what to do next. Maelstrom forces Billy to his feet again. This time he whips hard into the turnbuckle. Billy goes into the turnbuckle chest first, and Maelstrom follows the move up with a running shoulderblock that sandwiches Ubermark between himself and the corner. Maelstrom steps back, and Billy staggers out of the corner in a complete daze. Maelstrom grabs Billy from behind and nails him with a Blue Thunder Driver. Maelstrom uses this for a cover....)
1....2....
(Billy gets a shoulder up. Maelstrom pushes Billy's legs away, and stands up. He grabs the Tri-State Champ and lifts him to his feet, but keeps him in the bowing position. He sizes Billy up and nails him in the back of the head with an elbow smash that sends Billy to his knees. Maelstrom lifts him into the bowing position again, and nails him with a second elbow smash. He The picks Billy up and locks him into a face lock. Maelstrom holds a fist in the air causing the crowd to cheer. He then lifts Billy up and puts him in a standing brainbuster. He holds Billy in the air for a good 5 seconds before bringing Ubermark down hard on his skull. Billy flops around a little bit, as Maelstrom looks down at him and smiles. Maelstrom goes for another cover....)
1.....2....
(Billy kicks out a third time. Maelstrom stands up, again bringing Billy up with him. He spins Billy around and nails him with an atomic drop. Billy grabs the small of his back as he falls forwards onto his hands and knees. Maelstrom methodically goes over to the ringpost and climbs to the top turnbuckle, waiting for Billy to stand all the way up. After a few seconds, Billy stands up and Maelstrom launches himself off for a double-axe handle. Billy, however, counters the move and nails a standing dropkick to Maelstrom's chest. Maelstrom is knocked back by the move and collapses to the canvas, holding his ribs. Billy slowly makes his way to his feet as Maelstrom tries to get up, but only makes it to his hands and knees. Billy quickly sees the opportunity and nails a dropkick to the side of Maelstrom's ribs. Maelstrom rolls over in pain from the force of the impact, ending up on his back near the ropes. Billy jumps onto the middle rope, bounces off, and lands directly across Maelstrom chest in a splash-like move. He goes for a cover....)
1....2....
(Maelstrom kicks out. Billy gets shakily gets to his feet. He bends over and grabs Maelstrom by the ears, getting him up, too. Billy whips Maelstrom into the ropes. Maelstrom bounces off and tries to clothesline Billy. Billy ducks and Maelstrom bounces off the other set of ropes. This time on the return, Billy connects with a standing dropkick. Maelstrom staggers, but doesn't go down. Billy quickly locks Maelstrom up and hits him with a climb-up wheel kick to the back of the head. Maelstrom falls forwards onto his face. Billy gets up quickly and runs off the ropes. He goes for a Rolling Thunder Press and lands squarely on Maelstrom's back. He rolls Maelstrom over and goes for another cover....)
1.....2.....
(Maelstrom kicks out. Billy gets up and climbs outside of the ring onto the apron. He grabs the ropes and slingshots himself back into the ring over the top rope. He lands across Maelstrom's head with a guilloteen-style plancha. Maelstrom's body jerks with the impact. Billy stands up and puts Maelstrom into a sitting position. Billy gest behind Maelstrom and nails him with a dropkick to the back of the head. Billy goes for another cover.....)
1......2.....
(Again, Maelstrom kicks out. Billy stands up, pulling Maelstrom up with him. He whips Maelstrom into one of the ring corners. Maelstrom hits the turnbuckles, back first. Billy tries to follow this up with a monkey flip, but Maelstrom grabs onto the ropes with both hands, and Billy simply flips off and lands on his back. Billy gets up and tries for another monkey flip, but Maelstrom catches him by the neck as he rushes into the corner. Maelstrom backs Billy up as he moves out of the corner. Billy shakes his head "no" in a violent fashion, but Maelstrom hoists Billy up and nails him with a choke slam. Billy is laid out on the canvas as Maelstrom wipes the sweat off of his own face. The crowd cheers as Maelstrom makes a throat-slashing gesture, and then lifts Billy off the canvas. He lifts Billy onto his shoulder and carries him around the ring for a couple seconds, before getting a running start and laying Billy out with a running powerslam. Maelstrom again picks Billy up off the canvas. He whips Billy into the ropes. Billy comes off the ropes and tries to catch Maelstrom with a flying crossbody tackle. Maelstrom staggers backwards a little ways, but manages to catch Billy in mid-air. He then nails Billy with a Fall-Away Slam. As Billy is flipped backwards, however, Billy's foot catches the referee. The ref staggers backwards and then falls unconscious on the canvas. Billy lands hard near the ropes, and ends up rolling out of the ring. Maelstrom doesn't realize that the ref is unconscoius. Instead, he raises his arms in a victorious pose and takes in the roar of cheers from the fans. Meanwhile, outside of the ring, Billy sneaks over to the announcer's table. He grabs the Tri-State Championship Belt and crawls, with it tucked in his arms, back into the ring. Billy slowly starts to get to his feet as he enters the ring, but Maelstrom grabs him and sets him up for the Whirlpool powerbomb. Maelstrom lifts Billy up for the move, but as he lifts Billy over his head, Billy nails Maelstrom in the face with the Tri-State Title Belt. Maelstrom drops Billy and staggers backwards. Billy tosses the belt outside the ring as the ref starts to stir and rise from the canvas. Billy then grabs Maelstrom from behind, and manages to hit him with the Virgin Sacrafice. Billy goes for the cover. About this time, the ref finally has made it to his feet and sees the cover. He hurrys over for the count....)
1....2.....3!
(The ref calls for the bell as Billy rolls off of Maelstrom and staggers to his feet. Billy is wobbly as the ref hands Billy the Tri-State Title Belt and raises his hand in victory.)
*ANNOUNCER*: Here is your winner of this match... and STILL E.W.T. Tri-State Champion..... Billy "The Virgin" Ubermark!!!
(Madonna's "Like A Virgin" starts playing as Billy holds the Tri-State Championship Belt up over his head. After a few seconds, and a lot of booing by the fans, Billy looks over at Maelstrom, who is still lying on the canvas, and spits on him. Billy then climbs out of the ring and shakily makes his way back up the asile amist the jeers of the fans. As he does so, the scene fades to black.)
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Post by Chrysta on Sept 1, 2005 22:21:47 GMT -5
*Josh Matthews walks up to Chrysta Ragnal.*
Josh:Chrysta!If I could have a word with you?
Chrysta:I assume this is over what just happened.Over why I distracted Linda Ragnal.Over why I screwed her out of her title match.Josh:Well,yes.
Chrysta:Let me put it this way,Josh.Linda and myself have a history together.One that she does not want to remember.But I won't reveal that so soon.I will be torturing Linda with this for months until the time is right.
And when that moment comes...Hell will FREEZE OVER!
*Chrysta looks at Josh with her emotionless eyes and walks off.*
Josh:Brr...did it just get cold in here?
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Post by SalTheButcher on Sept 2, 2005 0:08:59 GMT -5
=VIDEO STARTS=
-SCREEN IS SOLID BLACK-
WHISPERING VOICE: HE IS COMING
-SCREEN IS SOLID RED-
WHISPERING VOICE: THE TIME DRAWS NEAR
-STB AND Commanda Mirranda shown on screen-
WHISPERING VOICE: THE END HAS COME!!!
=VIDEO ENDS=
HEENAN: WOW! That is a BADD man Monsoon!
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Post by Banned Member on Sept 2, 2005 0:28:32 GMT -5
Camera shows a crying Mia running from the locker room door and around a corner when she bumps into someone..she looks up and its Merc
Merc-" What is wrong babe?" Mia-" I went to the locker room and..there was a gift..i thought..i thought..it was form you and i...i..opened it and it w..WAS HORRIBLE!" Merc-" Babe, whatever it is, i am sure you will be ok, but I have to go find Ubermark, so I will help you deal with this later" Mia-" ok....but hurry...cheese sandwich..OH GOD!"
Mia breaks down in tears
Merc-" Did you just say cheese sandwich?"
Mia nods her head up and down, tears of mascara running down her face...
Merc- ( looking upset)-" I can't believe...nevermind..Babe....( grabbing her head and wiping her tears with his thumbs)..It is going to be ok..trust me...Nothing will ever hurt you as long as I am around, count on that"
Mia-"but.. I am...so...scared.....I have no idea..."
Mia was just about to finish her sentence when she heard laughter coming from behind her..she turned around and sees Miss Jackie and Charlie Haas, laughing at her and mocking her tears....She moves away from Merc and heads to Jackie..
Mia-" You think this is funny huh? You wanna see funny..I will show you funny!"
Mia swings around and slaps Jackie hard in the face and begins to laugh..
Mia-" Now THAT is funny!"
Haas then confronts Mia and goes to hit her and Merc jumps in from behind and takes Haas down with several punches as Mia pounds Jackie's head into the table.......chaos has ensued
Toomi Biscoff walks in and starts screaming*
TB: Ok that is it! you four want at it so bad well this has just turned into a match,but not just any match a falls count anywhere street fight! And it starts now!
*Mia takes Jackie and hits her with a trash can lid and Jackie stumbles and falls and just as Mia is about to pick her up, Jackie hits her with the trash can....Meanwhile Merc and Haas are beating each other up in the corner*
*Merc,and Charlie immediately are hitting each other with closed fists. Merc goes to kick Hass,but he catches Merc's foot,and Dragon whips him. Mia is down and Jackie goes for a pin,but at 2 Mia kicks out and is picked up by Jackie who throws her into wall after wall.
Hass puts the boots to Merc's head,and than tries to put Merc in the Hass of pain,but Merc elbow Hass in the head,and gets up. Hass charges at Merc,but Merc kicks him real quick,and DDTs him on the floor busting him open. Jackie puts Mia onto the table holding the coffee pot...she goes for the pin again but Mia grabs the cup of coffee sitting on the table and throws it in Jackie's face....Jackie screams in pain as Mia grabs her and readies her for a Widow's Peak,and lays out Jackie. Just as Merc picks up Hass,and hits him with the Pay Off!!!!!!!! Merc,and Mia each cover their opponent for the 1-2-3!!!!!!!!!
*Merc than grabs a mic from a passing Micheal Cole who is dressed as Pamela Anderson for some reason.*
Merc: So The Pain In The Ass Rumble is coming up,and rumors are saying that I have no chance. That I am A joke!!! Well come Rumble time we will see who is the joke when my hand is raised,and I'm declared number one contender to the World title,and than I will be the number one contender to both the Tri,and World titles!!!! Now that I'm finished with that. Now as for you Billy you may have won your match tonight against a fish,but we all know Fish are meant to be eaten,but Billy I am a man,and a monster,and you see your little take the belt,and hit your opponent with it wont work come high time for our eventual showdown. Cause I got the most sexiest woman in EWT watching my back to make sure that don't happen! And Billy what are you gonna do when you are looking face up at the lights,and your tittle is no longer yours!
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Post by DSR on Sept 2, 2005 0:50:30 GMT -5
*DSR's entrance music blares, as DSR walks out to a chorus of boos. DSR doesn't really give a damn about the boos. DSR is wearing a new singlet. On the front is a picture of a Tiger Shark holding a Chainsaw. On the back, it says "I'm THAT Dangerous." He walks to the ring and takes the ring announcer's mic.
DSR: Are you people ready for the Royal Pain in the Ass Rumble!?
*Crowd cheers quite loudly.
DSR: Yeah, I didn't think so. I know you're all disappointed. How could you be ready for such a lousy show. How could you be ready to sit in a sparsely populated arena, and watch a show...that I WASN'T BOOKED IN?!
I fail to see the wisdom in booking a show without the greatest name in EWT history. I am THE EWT World Heavyweight Champion! I've worked long and hard to make it to this point! And I'm not on the card for this s****y little show?! Well, y'know what?! That's fine. Doesn't bother me at all. Because I've got a little something special for you all tonight! I'm going to defend MY belt against a true legend of the squared circle. Sadly, this great man also can't get booked. Either in the EWT, or anywhere else. Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you, hailing from his f***ing trampoline...DENNIS STAMP!!!
*Stamp comes out to the ring, to a huge wave of cheers. Stamp slaps hands with many people on his way to the ring. DSR and Sexy Translator just grimace at the sight of the man. Stamp kindly asks DSR for the mic. DSR reluctantly gives Stamp the mic.
Stamp: I'm finally IN THE MATCH!
*Crowd explodes with cheers.
Stamp: DSR, I hope you're not looking for this match to be a cakewalk. I'm gonna give you one hell of an impressive fight. I might even take your belt. I'm gonna show you a thing or two...after all, you never know when Vince is gonna call!
*Stamp drops the mic, as a "DENNIS STAMP!" chant breaks out in the audience. Stamp basks in the spotlight. He turns around, and is immediately met with an Emokick. DSR is absolutely disgusted with Stamp, and proceeds to pound his face with lefts and rights. DSR gets up and screams obscenities at the audience, who boo almost to the point of riot. DSR, out of the corner of his eye, sees Stamp get to his feet. DSR charges and nails a HUGE Clothesline from TRL! Stamp's body hits the mat with a sickening sound, as DSR finally gets somewhat of a look of pleasure on his face. Stamp manages to get to his feet, but DSR grabs him about the waste and delivers a Release German Suplex! Stamp clutches his back in agony. DSR grabs Stamp on the mat, and locks him in a Sharpshooter! DSR is really stretching poor old Dennis Stamp. He can't take the pain! Stamp feabily taps out. The ref grabs DSR's World Title and brings it into the ring. DSR won't relinquish the hold, though. Stamp is screaming! The ref tries to pry DSR off of Stamp. DSR shoves the ref to the other side of the ring. DSR grabs his World Title belt and shoves it into Stamp's face.
DSR: YOU CAN LIFT ALL THE WEIGHTS YOU WANT ON YOUR G***AMN TRAMPOLINE! BUT YOU AIN'T NEVER GONNA LIFT THIS F***ING BELT OFF MY SHOULDER! AND NO ONE ELSE IS EITHER, YA GOT THAT?! THIS IS MINE! I'M BETTER THAN YOU, STAMP, AND I'M BETTER THAN EVERYONE ELSE!
*The crowd starts up an "A**HOLE!" chant. DSR gets a smug grin on his face. He seems to actually enjoy the insult. DSR takes the mic.
DSR: Yeah, I'm an a**hole! But this ain't a f***ing gimmick! I'm a Real Life A**hole! I bet you're all real happy your precious STAMP got booked now, HUH?!
*Fans scream their disapproval at the actions of DSR. DSR struts back to the entryway, where he and Sexy Translator pose, as usual. Fans cover them in beer and garbage, but they just continue posing. Finally they walk back behind the curtain. End Scene.
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Maelstrom
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The Tide Will Turn!
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Post by Maelstrom on Sept 2, 2005 4:57:33 GMT -5
*We are backstage at the Maim Event! and in the Aquarium. The Coach has just walked in to talk to Maelstrom, Maelstrom has his back turned to the Coach*
THE COACH: Maelstrom you promised a lot tonight and didn't deliver . . . what lame excuse do you have for losing to such an Honorable opponent as Billy 'The Virgin' Ubermark?
*Maelstrom spins around grabs the Coach and throws him through one of his many fish Tanks! The Coach lands in a heap of shattered Glass blood pouring from his face!, Maelstrom picks up the mike*
MAELSTROM: Honorable? . . . HONORABLE!? . . what we saw out there was a series of cowardly and illegal actions! . . . I've seen more Honor from a weasel!
*Maelstrom throws down the mike and is about to leave the Aquarium, when Sean Mooney walks in, Mooney looks at the unconscious body of the Coach and then starts to talk*
SEAN MOONEY: . . hmm. . . Maelstrom tonight we saw some despicable actions by Billy so that he could retain his title, your thoughts?
MAELSTROM: I won't lie to you Sean, I'm Pissed off !
SEAN MOONEY (looking at the recent display of destruction): . . I can see thats the case . . .
MAELSTROM: First Billy attacks me from behind and then when I had him ready for the Whirlpool and the 1,2,3 he nails me in the head with the belt! . .
SEAN MOONEY: . . which consequently lost you the match . .
MAELSTROM: . . Billy if you thought this was over your wrong! . . .you are a poor champion . . a man who can't go face to face with an opponent! . . a man who resorts to underhanded and ilegal tactics to get the job done! . . . but of course I don't need to wait for another match to get my hands on Billy's scrawny neck! . . because at the Rumble I intend to throw him out and go on to become the Number 1 contender for the EWT Heavyweight Title! . . .
SEAN MOONEY: . . Well there you have it folks, strong words from a strong contender . . I'm Sean M . .
*A muffled voice can be hear in the background*
SEAN MOONEY: Did you hear something ?
MAELSTROM: apart from the screams of pain Billy will be in? . . . um . . nope . .
*A muffled "et e ut ave ere" is heard, Maelstrom turns around and removes a table that is resting on some trunks, he opens the lid of the nearest Trunk*
CURLY: . . . *breathes* . . . arggh . . . Do you know how long I've been here! . . . didn't you hear me!! . . . . I'm a MCW champion . . . I can't be locked in a trunk! . . . I'm going to beat the crap out of . . hey what are . .
*Maelstrom who has already had a grim day . . shuts the lid on Curly and picks up the trunk . . he walks off down the corridor the Trunk over his shoulder*
SEAN MOONEY: Maelstrom is angry but has a surprise in store . . . back to you at ringside! . .
(fade out)
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Post by viscera on Sept 2, 2005 5:25:43 GMT -5
Principal Pain is standing backstage, arguing with the referee from his earlier match. The referee is just standing there and doing nothing.
Pain: How DARE you screw me out of a match! I distinctly remember having Paul's shoulder's down... for THREE whole seconds. But you... being all smart and intelligent... say that the match must restart. And when that happens, I get my forehead opened up and start bleeding profusely!!! And on top of that... I lose to the world's fattest... ugliest... piece of garbage since CHRIS FARLEY!!!
Referee Lee: Ummm... I'm sorry Pain, but my decision stands. You shouldn't have sued the ropes in the first place, that's cheating
Pain: Cheating? CHEATING?! I am a Principal... I make the rules, I don't follow them. And you... my foul smelling official have broken my first rule. DO NOT MAKE PRINCIPAL PAIN ANGRY!!!
Pain grabs the referee and slams him face first against a nearby wall, sending him sprawling to the ground. The ref, like pain, has been busted wide open and is bleeding pretty badly now. Pain looks down at the official and quickly leaves the scene.
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