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Post by Superior Dragon on Dec 17, 2005 21:07:50 GMT -5
(Bolt Bacana and Jessica are shown with the troops)
BB: (To camera guy) I tell ya, it's great to be here. All of the troops are really great, and I know I'll be sorry to leave here, because the troops are the best fans (troops shout out "Yeah!") and they give so much for the U.S., and I'm glad I can do my part.
Troop: Hey Bolt, what about EN Bunk & The Third State Warriors?
Bolt: Bunk & The Third State Warriors are behind me. I'm my own man now, and I'll show the world what BOLT BACANA, not EN Bunk can do!
(Crowd cheers)
BB: And Bunk, prepare to get hit with a BOLT (crowd joins in) FROM....THE....BLUE!!!!
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Post by Toom E. Guci on Dec 17, 2005 23:55:51 GMT -5
*A Mess Hall is set up with a podium as troops are all sitting, eating their food. The Rabbi Love set is there, when suddenly the troops Christmas music is interupted by Rabbi Love's music.*
Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii lahve yew!!! Iiiiiiiiiii lahve all of yew Americana soldiers for what you all are dewing over here for us Americana folks. But tommarrow, EWT brings the troops back to Americana for the second year in a row. Season's Beatings, live on pay per veew. And my guest at thisa time has got his hands full, so to speak. He shan't wrassle his final, I said his final, I said his final EWT match tommarrow against the man they call Merc. Bruthas & sahsters, I give to yew, Brutha Dave Davies.
*Dave Davies music hits as he walks out. The troops stop eating as they feel it's finally somebody important in the Mess Hall.*
Brutha davies, oy, it is such an hanor to have yew hear today.
DD: Thank you Rabbi Love...I think. Look, I have seen your show & I am going to be straight up with you. If Merc comes out & attacks me from behind like you & Dangerously did to Moxie, I will kick your ass. And I got these great soldiers from the good ole U.S. of A. to back me up. Right fellows?
*A loud cheer erupts in the Mess Hall.*
RL: Oy vay! Talk abouta yer cheap pop. Now Brutha Davies, that is not why I asked you out here for, what do you calla it? A sneak attack? No, no, no...I calleda you out hear to speak to the people one last time. Tommarrow, what area your thoughts?
DD: Well Rabbi, let me tell you what my thoughts are. I have watched Merc. I have seen his work for a long time. And it seems to me he is more concerned about a certain woman then he is about his own career. But, hey, that's fine with me. Because, frankly, I been busting my ass almost non-stop in EWT & it's time for a break. I love wrestling. Wrestling was my life. But, it's time to step aside & let these young guys take over. Nothing personal against the fellas who are still going strong. But, look at some of the greats who retired. DSR. HitmanMark. Variable. D-Boy. I would be an idiot to not follow the likes of them. And tomorrow, win or loose, I go out in style. Do you know why?
RL: Why is that Brutha Davies?
DD: Because that's what these troops deserve. And you want my thoughts? How about tomorrow, I let my actions speak for themselves. Now, if you'll excuse me...I have some troops I would like to meet.
*Davies walks off the stage & starts shaking the hands of the troops as we fade to commercial.*
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Post by The Lach is very tired on Dec 18, 2005 5:32:21 GMT -5
*Spaz is shown in army fatigues sitting on top of a tank. Baggy ha made teh trip as wel he is now painted in a camoflague motif with his usual angry face.*
S: Man tanks are cool. They can do some serious damage. But not as much damage I am going to do to Flex.
*The surrounding soldiers start the "He Can't Wrestle" Chant.
S: That's right guys. And Flexy old buddy, this match is all about wrestling, it's only about wrestling. I don't care that you outweigh me by over 100 pounds. I am a wrestler. This is about wrestling. Come the end of our match I will still be the champ & you will still be a chump.
*The troops start a "GO SPAZ GO!" chant as Spaz stands triumphantly on top of the tank. We then cut to a commercial for the EWTshopzone.com Christmas Specials.*
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Post by paulpodanski on Dec 18, 2005 12:22:59 GMT -5
Paul has sobered up by now and is hanging out with some random troops.
Random Troop 1: So... what kinda name is Podanski?
Paul: Well it's...
Suddenly, all Three Members of the P.T.A. walk up, bumping right into Podanski. Pain looks at Paul... Paul looks at pain. The random troop guys slowly back up.
Pain: Well well... if it isn't Paul " I'm so lucky " Podanski. Good luck in your little... hardcore garbage title match. I sincerely hope Ultimo cracks your head open and makes what little brains you have spill right out...
Paul glares at Pain.
Paul: At least I've got a match tonight. Which is more than you and the seven foot suck machine can say.
Canceler growls and steps forward, looking down at Paul, not speaking a word, but breathing right in his face. Pain quickly pulls Canceler away.
Pain: Hmmmm... don't waste your energy. Podanski is nothing but a loser. And don't think for a long shot that I've forgotten the match you screwed me out of Paul. THERE WILL... be a rematch someday. You can count on it.
Pain and the rest of the P.T.A. walk right by Podanski, Chance shoving one of the soldiers in his way right down to the ground. Paul watches them leave and turns around, bumping into Sum Guy.
Sum: EWT INTERVIEWER SUM GUY REPORTING FOR POINTLESS INTERVIEW!!!
Paul looks at him raising an eyebrow.
Paul: Here's your interview. Ultimo's going down, my belt is coming back to me... and that's all I got to say about that.
He turns around looking at the troops.
Paul: So boys... wanna go get drunk before my big match?
There's a loud cheer and everyone runs to the nearest source of alcohol... stampeding over Sum Guy and ruining his army clothes.
Sum: Awww... those cost me a buck!
Fade to commercial.
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Post by invaderdave on Dec 18, 2005 13:14:34 GMT -5
Jeff Jarrett: Welcome to TNA in Iraq! Because WWE doesn't really care about the troops. WWE doesn't care about ANYBODY! I hate them sooo much. Steal my ideas...
David Davies suddenly runs up and lays him out with a Dangerous DDT. AJ Styles, Christopher Daniels and the like raise a beer to Davies, as Davies turns around and yells to the troops...
Dave: I LOVE YA' AMERICA!
Dave quickly shakes hands with a few TNA alumni, and runs off.
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Post by #Classic Hi-Definition X on Dec 18, 2005 13:49:40 GMT -5
*A clip of HBH and Rosa meeting troops is shown*
HBH: I just want to express my appreciation for you guys. You all put your bodies on the line every day to defend your country, which I think is awesome. It's not everyday that people are recognized by someone as great as me, but you guys deserve it. And Rosa and I promise to put on a heck of a show for you!
*Troops cheer. Cut to Gasoline sitting in a fighter plane*
Gasoline (while being interviewed): Seeing up close how these men and women are risking their lives for what they believe in makes me appreciate them even more. Everything they're doing, they're doing for us, so I think it's only right that we show our gratitude.
*Clips of Gas meeting troops are shown*
*Cut to next segment*
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Post by Oceanic on Dec 18, 2005 14:15:59 GMT -5
Sum Guy: "Hello once again. I'm Sum Guy and I've got sand in my underwear. I'm here with another EWT superstar who made the big flight over to Iraq to meet the troops. Oceanic, how is it going so far?"
Oceanic: "It's going great. I'm having a blast."
Sum Guy: "You don't have a match tonight but you came over anyway. Why?"
Oceanic: "Why not? I thought it would be a great opportunity to meet some of our fans who are out here. They're thousands of miles away from their families and friends. This is the least I could do."
Sum Guy: "So with all the sand out here I bet it reminds you of the beaches back in Hawaii, huh?"
Oceanic: "It's not even close to being the same thing."
Sum Guy: "Oh. Right. Well earlier today I got to see a big fighter plane and some of the troops let me peel potatoes and then...."
Oceanic: "Um...Guy? I hate to be rude I have a line of people to meet and I'd like to get back to signing autographs and talking to the troops. I'd like to get back."
Sum Guy: "Sure. Go ahead. I'm Sum Guy and I sun burn easily."
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Maelstrom
AC Slater
The Tide Will Turn!
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Post by Maelstrom on Dec 18, 2005 16:23:30 GMT -5
Back at the main camp, Maelstrom is at a meet and greet with some of the troops
TROOPER: SO Maelstrom how strong are you really?
Maelstrom lifts the man over his head much to the amusement of the other men
TROOPER: Put me down! .. Put Me Down!
MAELSTROM: Sure no problem ...
Puts the man down, who tires to regain his bearings
MAELSTROM: Just glad to be here to see you guys ... and regain my Tri-State Title ...
A loud cheer comes from the men
MAELSTROM: because as all you men know so well in war .. the
The army men all shout 'The Tide Will Turn'
MAELSTROM: Exactly ...
Maelstrom continues to meet the troops and have fun on the way
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Post by Moxie loves Natalie on Dec 18, 2005 17:26:23 GMT -5
<A video package shows Moxie leaving a helicopter, being greeted by a few Army Engineers>
<Moxie walks into the mess hall, gets in line, eats with a few officers>
<Moxie and Mike Ragnal are seen looking at Helicopters, one named "Shocking Truth", the other "Soothsayer">
<Moxie walks down the halls, wearing Army Fatigues with a Medic>
<Moxie, Chrysta, Ms White, and Dave Davies chatting with injured soldiers>
<Shows a video of Moxie getting prepared for his match with Limey>
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Post by pta on Dec 18, 2005 19:46:01 GMT -5
Zoom in, showing Principal Pain, Canceler, and Chance Confidence all wearing their non-wrestling breaking kayfabe clothes. Pain is wearing a comfortable purple t-shirt and pairs of khaki shorts. Chance is wearing a plain white t-shirt and shorts, and Canceler is in a green tank top and a pair of jeans.
Principal Pain: You know... I may be a mean person in the EWT... but even I couldn't insult men and women as brave as yourselves. As far as I'm concerned, you are all star pupils and you all deserve the highest honor for what you do.
The troops cheer a bit.
Confidence: * Without his fake english accent * And despite all the insane and dangerous moves that I do in the ring, I also would never have the courage you people have. For once... I'm actually Jealous of you.
Troops cheer once more. The Canceler walks up to the micrphone next.
Canceler: * In a thick Russian Accent * You are all good people... you are all brave people. The P.T.A. thanks you... for what you do.
The crowd looks shocked as The Canceler has actually said something. They cheer anyway.
Pain: Please continue to do what you do best... and we shall do the same.
The P.T.A. exits the stage to an unusual amount of cheers... as they go to get ready for the Pay Per View.
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Post by invaderdave on Dec 18, 2005 21:01:34 GMT -5
We're treated to a familiar scene, David Davies standing in front of the EWT Logo.
Dave: I've done a lot of thinking since we got here. It's been a crazy ride here in the EWT, y'know? From my days as the goofy babyface, to my puro days, and everything in between...I've never been happier anywhere than I've been here. This is the greatest fed in the world. I've taken some pretty good punishment during my time here. I'll never forget my bloodbaths with Dorf. You know, I've never congratulated him, he really did deserve to be champion, he's one of the best. I would know. I've beaten him. He's beaten me. Moxie and Spaz are the best technical wrestlers in the world. There's no getting around it. Those guys are going to stick around and stay here, because they still have something to give to this company. I haven't got a thing to give anymore, and now it's my time to bow out. It's time I rode into the sunset, and let the new guys play. Guys like the Nyrds, and the Ragnals, and Chance Confidence, and even the girls like Linda and Tanya, they're gonna be big some day too. Bigger than me. Merc, just because I'm taking to retirement pretty easily...doesn't mean that I'm not taking this seriously. Like I said before, you're way too preoccupied with Trish, and I'm focused on delivering one last hurrah for the fans, because they deserve it, especially the guys live, right here in Iraq! *holds for cheap pops* Watch yourself Merc. Tonight, I'm going to rip your arm off, shove it up your ass and turn you into a popsicle. And I'm going out in a blaze of glory.
Dave walks off camera, which zooms in on the EWT logo...
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Deamon Cohln
Don Corleone
AND THAT'S THE GODDAMN TRUTH!
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Post by Deamon Cohln on Dec 18, 2005 23:16:26 GMT -5
*Deamon and Jacola are in the back walking when they see Sum Guy sitting at a table. They move over to him in a bully like way.*
Sum Guy:*without looking behind him* Oh crap.
Deamon: So announcer boy, care to interview the future EWT Tag Team Champions?
Jacola:Or maybe even more than that?
Sum Guy: Have you guys even talked to Toomi about anything title related?
Jacola: We don't need to. We know we'll be champs soon. If not this month, next month, if not that month, the month after that. But remember this we will be champs eventually.
Deamon:Man what happened to you, you used to be quiet?
Jacola: I'm tired of being quiet, quiet's boring and that's not what the Cohln's do.
Sum Guy: So what do you guys do?
Deamon:What do we do? What are you eating there?
Sum Guy: Fries and a burger...
Deamon: Oh, really, well this is what we do. *Deamon takes Sum Guy's head and smashes it into his tray. Jacola and him walk away*
Jacola: Man, this is just like High School.
Deamon: You maybe, not me, no wonder those bullies laughed when they hit me. It was fun.
Jacola:That's the spirit!
*The camera fades away while they walk down the hall.*
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Post by The Lach is very tired on Dec 19, 2005 5:53:54 GMT -5
*Spaz is shown walking around Iraq after his match at Season's Beatings hanging out with troops. He stops in front of a strategically placed EWT logo.*
S: So I have successfully conquered the monster that is Flex Magnificent. Eddie Omega has been spouting some crap, whatever I am done with him as well. So whoever has the guts to challenge me step up to the plate. I am ready to go. There is nobody in the EWT who can outwrestle me! I don't care who you are, how long you have been with EWT or how many opponents you have beaten you won't beat Spaz. Believe The Hype! This belt is mine the time comes when I choose to lose it!
Troops: Believe The Hype! Believe The Hype! Believe The Hype!
*The troops continue to chant as we fade to commercial.*
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Post by pta on Dec 19, 2005 9:08:24 GMT -5
Chance Confidence is in the P.T.A. locker-room, looking at Pain who is sitting behind his desk. He's looking quiet upset after Chance's failure last night. Canceler is standing behind him with a stern look as Pain looks at him.
Pain: Chance Confidence... once again you failed to keep your status. You make me sick. You make me absolutely wretch. You make me... want to vomit in anger.
Confidence looks a bit scared as he looks at Pain.
Pain: For MONTHS... I planned this thing... you would become Tri-State Champion... and you did. But then you failed to keep your title from Maelstrom.
Chance: Look my principal... I'm terribly sorry. I did my bloody best... but...
Canceler growls and slams his fist into the desk, making a gaping hole.
Pain: I don't want to hear excuses!!! You are not pulling your weight... and so... I've decided that we need a more worthy member for the P.T.A. We need someone who won't disappoint every time they do something. We need a P.T.A. member... who can show the entire EWT that we deserve to rule this miserable flea bitten federation. So that's why I'm going to scout... our entire EWT roster... until I find someone worthy.
Chance looks at him.
Chance: But... but I'm still apart of the P.T.A. right Pain?
The Principal looks at him and thinks for a minute, then nods.
Pain: For now... but screw up again and you will definitely not enjoy the results.
Chance nods slowly and stands, leaving the locker room...
Fade to commercial.
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Curly Long
AC Slater
Midget Wrestling Master
Posts: 234
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Post by Curly Long on Dec 19, 2005 9:50:11 GMT -5
Back in America. Curly Long and Mr. Big are out at ringside. Curly isn't looking too happy
CURLY: Dammit ... Dammit .. Dammit! ... I can't believe we missed the flight over to Iraq ...stupid custom officials ...
Mr.BIG: .. Well you were trying to take a bikini model in your suitcase to Iraq ...
CURLY: .. Look I told you, she agreed to do it .. she wanted to see the sandy beaches and I needed something for the road ... and anyway they stopped me because you had that pair of scissors ... I had big plans for that trip too ...Daamit! ... I was going to show Toomi up as the weak link .. look I'm a Scammy winner for best booker dammit! ...
Suddenly 'Demolition' music is heard and here comes Crush and Smash
CURLY: Now what in blases do these two want?
MR. BIG: ... well we are due to fight these guys in a match boss ...I think they want it now ...
Curly looks around the arena ...its virtually empty apart fromt he odd cleaner
CURLY: But there's no-one here ...they are all still coming back from iraq ...
Before Curly can say anymore Smash and Crush charge the pair ... Curly runs behind Mr. Big who clobbers both with double clothesline ... Smash tries to get up but gets a boot ot hte face for his trouble
Bell Rings
Mr. Big wastes no time and picks up the two guys by the throat ... DOUBLE CHOKESLAM! to Demolition ... cover ..
1,2,3.
Curly starts kicking the pair after the incredibly quick win
CURLY: You know Big we need a real challenge .. something that can test me to the limit .. a pure wrestling match ... no more tag matches or weapon related matches ... just wrestling pure and simple ... but enough of this monologue ... lets go to the back and prepare for the Colossal Coliseum's return!
The pair leave, as SMash and Crush rub there heads, they can't believe what just happened
(cut to commercial)
CURLY
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Ragnal
Game Genie
Yanno what they say: All toasters toast El Dandy
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Post by Ragnal on Dec 19, 2005 11:47:25 GMT -5
*Mike and Joe Ragnal are back from the Iraq trip, walking the halls of the EWT Arena, their heads bandadged up from their post-match attack, and their tag titles over their shoulders.*
JOE: Can you believe that? Those f***ing cowards attack us after our match, and lay us out to nothing.
MIKE: Kind of ironic, since both were pretty much our first singles opponents.
JOE: We need to get back at them. Those 'Handsome Boys' are NOT gonna get away-
MIKE: Joe, wait, while I agree with you on that, we can't put up with them right now. We have other issues to deal with right now.
*They reach their locker room, and knock to see if anyone's in there. They can barely hear the muffled whimpering of Linda.*
TANYA: Who is it? THis isn't the best-
MIKE: Tanya, it's us!
TANYA:...Alright, come in.
*Mike and Joe enter, and see Tanya still trying to calm Linda down after last night.*
MIKE: Lin, I know we told you we wouldn't get mad at whatever happens, but what the F*** was that all about?!
LINDA: It's true...me and Chrysta, we shared the same mother.
JOE: You gotta be kidding me! You mean we're related to that B****?! Just great, Linda! How the hell was it that we have a sister in the form of-
LINDA: HEY!
*Linda stands up and stares at her brothers.*
LINDA: I don't care WHAT she says, she is NOT my sister! Not after what happened, you got it?! She is NO RELATIVE OF MINE!
*Tears form under Linda's eyes*
JOE: Sis...
MIKE: Look...we're gonna let you alone for now. This is obviously taking a toll on you. Just let us know when you're good and ready to discuss it, alright?
*Linda nods*
JOE: You need Tanya to leave too?
LINDA: You want to?
TANYA: You need someone to comfort you?
LINDA: Okay...
JOE: We'll see you in a few.
*Mike and Joe leave the room, as they leave Linda and Tanya alone.*
LINDA: That b****...she's gonna pay for this...
*fade out*
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Post by #Classic Hi-Definition X on Dec 19, 2005 13:55:47 GMT -5
*Cut to ringside. “Sexy Guy” hits*
Ring announcer: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, being accompanied by Rosa, the Heartbreak Hitman Bret Michaels!
*HBH heads down to the ring with a bandage on his forehead as a result of the damage he took at Season’s Beatings against Gasoline. Rosa is right behind him. Fans are booing like crazy. The “The Dagger” hits*
RA: And his tag team partner, weighing in at 214 lbs., EWT Hall of Famer and the EWT Heavyweight Champion, Moxie!
*Moxie walks down to the ring and also gets booed like nobody’s business. He pays the crowd no mind and gets in the ring to converse with HBH over their strategy. Then “RIP” hits*
RA: And their opponents, first, being accompanied by the EWT Girl Next Door Champion Carla O. Woe, Limey!
*Limey and Carla walk out to a huge pop. They throw up the horns and walk to the ring. However they wait outside for Limey’s partner to show. Finally, “Gas Power” hits*
RA: And his tag team partner, weighing in at 323 lbs., “Big Daddy” Gasoline!
*The crowd pops huge for Gasoline. He walks down toward Limey and Carla. Gas and Limey run into the ring and attack HBH and Moxie, and the match is on*
The bell rings to start the match. Gas is pummeling on HBH in one corner, while Limey is attacking Moxie in the opposite corner. Gas whips HBH into the center of the ring. Limey does the same to Moxie, and Moxie and HBH collide. Gas takes down HBH with a clothesline while Limey hits a jumping calf kick on Moxie. Gas throws HBH out of the ring and then helps Limey clothesline Moxie to the outside. Limey motions for Gas to pick him up. Gas does and throws him onto Moxie and HBH outside. The fans go bananas for the move. Gas goes to the outside and rams HBH into the outside rail. Meanwhile, Limey picks up Moxie and rolls him into the ring. He goes for an early cover.
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Moxie kicks out. Limey picks him up and whips him to the ropes, landing a dropkick. Next he picks up Moxie and bangs his head on the turnbuckle. Limey climbs the ropes for 10 punches.
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Moxie stumbles forward. Limey connects with a hurricanrana and tags in Gasoline. Gas picks up Moxie and hits a delayed vertical suplex. He goes for the pin.
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Moxie kicks out. Gas goes to pick up Moxie, but Moxie surprises him with a jawbreaker. He then tags in HBH, who hits Gas with a swinging neckbreaker. HBH works over Gas’s right leg with a knee smash. Next he runs to the ropes and hits a quick leg drop. He picks up Gas and hits a backbreaker. After hitting a standing moonsault, HBH covers Gas.
1... 2...
Gas kicks out. HBH picks him and lands a few punches and chops. He whips Gas to the ropes looking for a clothesline, but Gas ducks and hits a back drop. Gas rolls to the corner and tags in Limey. Limey runs at HBH and takes him down with a clothesline, and then another. He hits HBH with an inverted atomic drop followed by a facecrusher. Limey then pummels him in the corner and runs at him with a splash. He follows that up with a T-bone suplex. He goes for the cover.
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HBH kicks out. Limey picks him up and hits a snap suplex. He picks up HBH again and attempts to whip him to the ropes, but HBH reverses it. HBH ducks as Limey runs to the other side of the ring, allowing Moxie to nail him in the back with a knee. HBH capitalizes with a spinning heel kick. He brings Limey to the corner and tags in Moxie. Moxie and HBH double team Limey, stomping a mudhole in him. Moxie gives him a hard whip to the opposite corner, causing Limey to fall down after he hits the turnbuckle. Moxie has a sadistic smile across his face. He picks up Limey and hits a shoulderbreaker. After hitting a knee drop to the head, he goes for the cover.
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Limey gets the shoulder up. Moxie picks him up and gives him a reverse vertical suplex. He drags Limey to his corner and tags in HBH. They double team Limey again, giving him a wishbone leg splitter. HBH gets him to his feet and bangs his head on the turnbuckle. After that he continuously stomps a mudhole in him. He then runs at Limey with a knee to the head. Next HBH body slams him and climbs to the second rope. He connects with a diving elbow and covers him.
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Limey kicks out. HBH picks him up and hits a kneebreaker. He then knocks Gas off the apron. Gas tries to get in the ring and go after HBH, but is stopped by the referee, while this is happening, HBH drags Limey back to his corner. He and Moxie double team Limey again, this time giving him a low blow via the ringpost. Moxie then gets in the ring and claps his hands together as if a tag was made. With the ref now able to focus back on the match, Moxie traps Limey with a modified chinlock with a knee planted in the back. The crowd starts a “LET’S GO LIMEY!” chant. Limey appears to be fading, but somehow fights back. He breaks the hold with a few elbows. He then lands some punches and kicks, but Moxie rakes him in the eyes and is back on the offensive. He capitalized with a DDT. He then hits a German suplex on Limey and tags in HBH. HBH does a flipover splash into the ring. After that he picks him up and hits a Russian leg sweep. HBH stomps Limey a few times and then whips him to the ropes. Limey ducks HBH’s attempted clothesline and hits a running enziguri. The ref starts the 10 count.
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Both men get to their corners. HBH tags in Moxie while Limey tags in Gas. The crowd roars when Gas gets into the ring. Gas takes down Moxie with a clothesline, and then another. He then hits HBH with a clothesline. He whips Moxie to the ropes and hits a back body drop. Next he catapults HBH into the air, sending him crashing down to the mat. Gas puts Moxie in the corner and puts HBH on top of him. He runs at them with a splash. Then he gives them headbutts. Gas hits a big boot on Moxie and covers him.
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HBH breaks up the count. Limey gets back in the ring and attacks HBH. He clotheslines himself and HBH over the top rope. Gas picks up Moxie, who then hits a few punches and kicks. He runs to the ropes and is met with a powerslam by Gas. Gas signals for the end of the match, and the crowd cheers. On the outside, HBH whips Limey into the steel steps and then grabs a steel chair. In the ring, Gas sets up for the Jackknife Powerbomb, but before he can pull it off, he’s hit with a chair across the back by HBH. The ref calls for the bell.
*HBH then whacks Gas across the head with the chair, knocking him down. HBH then stomps away on him. Moxie soon joins him. Then Limey gets back in the ring and goes after Moxie, unleashing a fury of lefts and rights. Meanwhile Gas gets the upper hand over HBH. Rosa gets in the ring to try and stop him, but she’s taken down with a spear by Carla. The two women roll out of the ring and onto the floor. In the ring, Gas takes down HBH, who then rolls out of the ring. Limey takes down Moxie with an STO. Carla continues to battle Rosa. Rosa heads off through the crowd, with Carla right behind her. Gas and HBH are duking it out up the ramp. In the ring, Limey hits a Twist o’ Lime on Moxie. He then thows up the horns and the crowd pops huge. Meanwhile, HBH and Gas have made it onto the stage. Gas hits some punches on HBH. HBH gets in an eye rake. He goes for some Sweet Chin Muzak, but Gas moves out of the way. He then spears HBH off the stage, with both men going through some tables below!
Fans: HOLY S***! HOLY S***! HOLY S***!
*Both men are lying motionless. Limey runs over to check on them. Toom E. Dangerously comes out to survey the damage. He then calls for EMTs to come out. EMTs come and carry away HBH and Gas on stretchers. By this point the crowd is silent, worried about the fate of the two fallen superstars*
*Fade to commercial*
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Post by Banned Member on Dec 19, 2005 16:00:19 GMT -5
*Merc is standing in front of the EWT logo with a bandaged up head.*
Merc: Ya I lost so what! It's only one match!
*Sum Guy walks up to Merc.*
SG: I'm Sum Guy,and as a child I ate dog poop!
*Merc looks at Sum Guy with a look of disgust.*
Merc: Thats sick man!
Sum Guy: Merc we now know your EWT PPV record well sucks,and you plan on getting another shot at EWT Gold. Ha! Thats a joke Merc! Your nothing,but a loser here in EWT,and maybe you should just pack up,and leave li..............................
*Merc all of a sudden super kicks Sum Guy knocking him out cold. Merc than picks up Sum Guy,and hits the destroyer on him. Merc than follows that with a payoff. Merc picks up the mic.*
Merc: Your Sum Guy,and your now signing off. So here's the deal if any EWT wrestler has the guts to actually take me on I dare them to come down or go to Toom E D's office,and sign up for a match against me! Besides how hard can it be? I am the worst wrestler here according to Sum Guy. Which reminds me I forgot to give you your gift Sum Guy.
*Merc grabs a nearby chair and sets it on Sum Guys throat,and jumps on it. Merc walks off leaving Sum Guy clutching his throat as blood pours out of his mouth as the show goes black.*
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Post by rnt on Dec 19, 2005 16:37:30 GMT -5
Raskall and Trunk enter the EWT Arena, carrying their bags from the Iraq trip.
Raskall: Wow, that was a waste. We haul our asses all the way to Iraq, we sweat our balls off for two days, and after all that, we don't even have a televised match. How are people going to recognize Raskall and Trunk if all we do is beat Funaki in dark matches?
Trunk: Well, at least we got out of there.
Raskall: Yeah, I guess you're right. Still, I feel like we're forgetting something...
Cut to a small tent in Iraq. An Iraqi man is sitting on a pile of straw.
Man: Bring the new girl to me!
Kristina Harvey enters the tent, wearing a harem girl outfit. She looks mortified.
Man: It begins!
Show only Kristina looking at the man. A robe and a pair of tighty whities are tossed in her direction. Kristina rolls her eyes.
Kristina: Well, I guess it's better than nothing.
Fade out
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Limey
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Post by Limey on Dec 19, 2005 16:57:24 GMT -5
*Carla O Woe and Limey are in Limey's locker room. Both are on a bench, looking genuinely concerned for Gasoline. Sum Guy enters.*
SG: I'm Sum Guy, and a crazy man in a pink jumpsuit just stole my bike. Limey, Carla...I have to ask you...what just happened?
Limey: What just happened? Sum, you saw Gasoline almost kill himself putting Bret through those tables!! I knew the guy was always one to succeed in his goals no matter what, but this really takes the proverbial cake! I saw him get taken to the medical room...I don't know if he's alright...if he's sustained any injuries...
SG: Ooh. That sounds like a real pickle. I don't even know why I brought it up! Well...on a lighter note, you lost against Moxie at Season's Beatings. How has that affected you?
Limey: (Looks at Sum coldly. Then speaks.) Sum...I've been chasing after the gold for I don't know how long now. I finally got my opportunity...and I lost. But Sum, despite my loss...and despite everything...it hasn't discouraged me one bit. I will still continue to rock the EWT with every single shred of energy I have in the tank, and my time will come. It's all a matter of time, Sum, when my chance comes again. Moxie...he's one HELL of a fighter. He might be a real bastard sometimes, but he knows that he's busted his arse to make it here in EWT. He knows that despite everything...he's worthy of the title. And that's what EWT is all about. If you want to make it in EWT, you have to bleed rivers and cry oceans. If you aren't capable of bleeding and breaking for the business, life will GIVE...YOU...LIMES, Sum. And Moxie has bled and been broken for so long now. But so will I, Moxie. You just be happy for the moment, because I will keep on training to be the best I can be.
SG: Strong words. Now, Carla...after that ladder match against Rosa, you may have just established the GND Division as...
Carla: Stop right there, Sum! I know you must have seen Season's Beatings, so you must have seen what every GND superstar there was capable of. We saw many brutal moments from a whole lot of GND superstars. Linda Ragnal, Chrysta, Oceanic...Rosa, yes EVEN ROSA, and that Mystery too! I can't take credit for revolutionising the GND Division, Sum! But I will say this. After what Rosa did to me, and after what I did to Rosa, I took pride in the fact that THIS CHAMPIONSHIP had a rightful owner. I knew it, the troops knew it, and even though she may deny it, EVEN ROSA KNOWS IT!!! This title shows that I *CAN* mix it up, and I *CAN* bleed by the bucketful for my art! And I want to PROVE TO THE WORLD that this title belongs around my waist!! Or on my shoulder. It all depends on perspective. BUT THE IMPORTANT PART IS, SUM, I WANT TO FEEL TRULY WORTHY!!! I WANT TO FEEL ENLIGHTENED!!!
*Carla exhales deeply. She calms down and speaks again.*
Carla: And the only way to feel so, Sum, is through going out there, and delivering the best damn matches I can do against truly worthy advereries. Over my career, I plan on doing just that, Sum. Proving my worth. It's what I do best.
*Sum Guy turns to the camera.*
SG: Woo. Well, on that note...I'm Sum Guy, and backwards, my name is Yugmus. And that makes me sound like an Orc. Or an elf. Or something cool. Uh....we'll be back after these messages.
*Fade to commercial.*
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