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Post by DQorDie on Dec 23, 2005 16:35:12 GMT -5
The fans are ready as the next bout is about to be announced. We see “Leaping” Lanny Poffo inside the ring already as Flex Magnificent’s choir is already in place for his entrance. They begin hymning softly the opening bars to “Hallelujah!” as the Flexettes file out & go to their respective sides as the choir goes into full blast as “The Doctor of Muscletology” Dr. Frederick Delavier rolls out in his wheelchair followed right by the Genetic Superman himself, Flex Magnificent.
Ring Announcer: This match is scheduled for one fall with a 15 minute time limit. Coming down the aisle accompanied by his creator, The Doctor of Muscletology .....DR. FREDERICK DELAVIER[/i] from Nuremberg, Germany. He comes in weighing in at 330 lbs. of pure magnificence with arms in length of 30 inches round, waist 38 , legs 24 & at a height of 6'7......He is the Genetic Superman.........The SIX time Scammy Award winning................FLEX..................MAAAAAAAAAAGNIIIIIIIIIIFICEEEEEEEEEEENT!!!![/I]
Gorilla Monsoon: Hello everybody, this is Gorilla Monsoon with Jesse “The Body” Ventura & what a holiday week it has been. New champions, new teams, & new superstars here in the EWT.
Jesse “The Body” Ventura: You’re right Monsoon. This week has been all about bringing in the new with the yule & ushering out the old with the mold. Speaking of which...What are YOU still doing here, Monsoon?
GM: Would you be serious.
JV: I am, Monsoon!
GM: Anyway, we have quite a match up right here folks as Flex Magnificent has come off a somewhat impressive performance at Season’s Beatings. He may not have won the match & he may not have stuck by the rules, but he proved me wrong & used a few wrestling holds.
JV: Are you kidding me? He’s always been wrestling it’s just that through your prejudice for the man you’ve kept the blinds shut on those tacky 99 cent store shades of your’s, Monsoon!
GM: Oh I have been watching his matches, Jess. It is just that the man has yet to rise to the same level as men like DSR, Dorf, Spaz, Limey, or any of the other top technical brass of the EWT.
JV: The brass, huh? Well Flex Magnificent has the brass to kick that....
GM: *interrupts* Let’s go to the ring for the next announcement!
Flex lays down his patented pose the Flex-o-Matic Delight as he then continues to ringside with his faithful manager.
Flex enters the ring dazzling the crowd with his platinum colored rhinestoned cape. He throws it back & lays down another posedown for the delighted fans in attendence. Of course capping it off with the Flex-o-Matic Delight
RA: And his opponent currently in the ring from Sarasota, FL weighing in at 298 lbs.....LEEEAPING! LANNY! POFFOOO!!
Poffo bows to the crowd as he receives the mic to perform a poem for us all. Flex Magnificent hands over his cape to the ring attendant as Leaping Lanny has his frisbee in hand & is ready to read aloud.
”Leaping” Lanny Poffo: The stars are out tonight here in the EWT, As we motor about to thrill every fan in every city. With such candor it is our delight to spread such splendor Although with such bountiful fecundity that this tree bears Can come a trammel into these eyes that stares That such man have lost their careers in these 4-cornered wars To a man whose skills to this audience bores If there is one thing that stunts such growth & makes deficient It would have to go by the name of Flex Magnificent!!!
Flex knows an insult when he hears one, but Lanny is too quick & drops the mic & hurls his frisbee directly between the eyes of Flex Magnificent!
GM: Whoah whatta poem & Lanny just threw that frisbee right between the eyes of Flex Magnificent!
JV: HOW DARE HE MONSOON! Such disrespect for one of our respected alumni here in the EWT.
GM: Oh give me a break!
Flex holds his face in his hands as Leaping Lanny springs into action & taking advantage of the EWT’s lose policies kicks Flex Magnificent right in the nuts. Flex moves his hands from his face to his gonads as Leaping Lanny puts the dukes to Flex Magnificent. Flex reels backs from the physical assault. Lanny grabs Flex in a side chancery & Flex holds Lanny back pushing him against the ropes leading to a whip into the ropes. Lanny goes for a clothesline, but Flex ducks Lanny goes for another as Flex spins around & lays on thick the ReFLEX ReACTION!
This knocks the crap out of Poffo as he twirls in the air after impact.
Lanny begins to get to his hands & knees as Flex capitalizes & kicks Lanny stiffly right in the gut! Lanny lives up to his namesake & leaps into the air after that forceful kick.
Lanny rolls out to the apron as he looks like he’s hacking up a lung after that kick. Flex continues with the damage as he grabs the back of his hair making him walk backwards to the nearest corner. Flex still has a handful of hair as he steps out to the opposing side of the apron & grabs a hold of Lanny’s neck from behind.....He yells out to the crowd.
NECKBREAKER ON THE TURNBUCKLE CONNECTION!!!!
It connects as Lanny Poffo gets it full force along the back on of his neck right before he falls directly on the concrete face first without putting his arms out to absorb the force. He lays there bloody with a broken neck. The fans “Ooooo” in unison as “He Can’t Wrestle!” chants begin to fill the Bingo Hall.
GM: Oh my! It looks like he broke his damn neck!!!
JV: Ooooh! Let’s go to the replay on that one. *the replay screen appears as Jesse Ventura calls the action* Oooo & just look at how he performs it, Monsoon. He has a tight hold on that neck & really bends Poffo’s neck against that turnbuckle connection like he was Silly Putty!
GM: Well he looks like that on the mat & I believe it’s over folks.
Flex walks over to his fallen prey Lanny Poffo & lifts him by the torso & begins mopping up his blood with Poffy's perm! Poffo is screaming in pain with all the pressure being put on his neck. Flex stops & drops him on the floor. Flex then rolls him back into the ring. He drags him to the middle while Lanny is screaming to the ref for medical attention as Flex drops a knee across the back of the neck & synchs in The Flex Capacitor!!! Lanny immediately taps as the EMTs are already setting a stretcher up for Mr. Poffo.
JV: Yet another MAGNIFICENT win by the Genetic Superman! I guess that’ll show Poffo for trying to be a smartass hero before the match. Hahaha!
GM: Yet another botched win for Flex Magnificent.
JV: What do you mean botched, Monsoon?
GM: What I mean is the man can’t wrestle! He had to cheat once again to get that victory & in my book that is botched! It’s tainted! This man would be nowhere if he didn’t have a rope to grab or a lock of hair to help him out.
JV: Maybe in your world, Monsoon, but here in the EWT there are no rules & frankly Flex Magnificent will still be magnificent while you’re rotting away in the EWT retirement home with that waste of flesh Psycho Ape Guy watching “The Golden Girls” all day long!
GM: Oh brother.
Flex Magnificent grabs the mic as Lanny is being strapped onto the stretcher.
Flex Magnificent: Look at dis mess! Look at him! Is dis de best de EWT has to offer? ABFALL!!! This is garbage!!! Evuh since I came here do de EWT I thought I would get some competition but all I huv gotten is a bunch of limeys who think dey can rustle und parade around uh cheap win like it was de main event. WELL NOT ANYMO’!!! I want competition! I WANT IT NOW! BRING ME SOMEBODY NOW!!!! I WANT SOMEONE NOW!!!!
Flex goes into roid rage mode as he Stacked Super Slams the referee into the audience & begins to go after Lanny Poffo & the EMTs. He throws aside each EMT with Fists of Frawley as he clears them out one by one. Lanny is still on the stretcher, but is wide awake & screams for Flex to have mercy on him. Flex takes the end of the stretcher & starts running with it full force into the guard rail. Poffo’s is still strapped on as it crashes to the floor. Flex unstraps him & begins to lift Lanny on the stretcher up for another! Stacked Super Slam as well into the crowd.
The referee & Poffo are crowd surfed back to the exit where an ambulence is waiting for both men.
Flex goes for the mic again.
FM: HUH?! WHERE ARE DEY?!!?!?!? WHERE ARE DEY!!!!?!!?!?!?
”Hallelujah!” begins playing over the PA as Flex is calmed down by his creator, Dr. Delavier. Both men head back to the locker room as Gorilla & Jess send us off.
GM: What an incredible display of roid rage! This man is obsessed!
JV: Monsoon, Flex Magnificent has been held down for too long in his 6 month stay. Look there’s guys like the Ragnals, Limey, & Maelstrom who are have won multiple titles already & what has this man been given? Nada! Nothing! Kaputski! This man is highly underrated here in the EWT. I say give him a World Title shot. He has already defeated everyone he has faced here in the EWT AND he has ended the career of a prominant legend in Psycho Ape Guy.
GM: Though most of that is tru, Jess, I believe Flex Magnificent will have to wait another time seeing as he lost his last opportunity at gold.
JV: Give me a break. Spaz bounced off the ropes for the win that was illegal in the Lord Mount-Evans Rules match. That victory should be taken away from the record books immediately!
GM: Don’t hold your breath, Jess. We’ll be right back folks after we pay some bills!
Cut out. As we fade to a commercial for the ”SELF-DESTRUCTION OF TIM “THE TOOL MAN” TERROR DVD.
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DQorDie
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Post by DQorDie on Dec 23, 2005 17:56:48 GMT -5
The crowd cheers as we are back to more action. But instead of going to the ring the camera stays on the crowd as now heard is a familiar Sitar strum being heard in the Hall. It immediately goes into some genric hippie music as the fans know what time it is as they all begin to boo.
The camera floats above the crowd & gently pans into a set located by the entrance that is an exact replica of a deli. It locks in on it as we can now see a long, rather large ribbon in front of the set. All of a sudden out from a meat locker comes out all the members of the PsychaDeli. Paraslice (Marty Taylor), Senor Splash, Delicious Dick Slater, The Salami Swami, & Ol’ King Cold Cuts. Paraslice raises his hand as Senor Splash adjusts his family jewels, The Swami is looking peacful, the King is acting regal, & Delicious Dick is...ugh....girating.
They all move up to the ribbon as the Ol’ King Cold Cuts has a royal scroll in hand along with a mic as he begins to speak.
Ol’ King Cold Cuts: SALUTATIONS!!! *the crowd boos* Today is a most historic day. A day that shall live on magnanimously within the depths of our souls. Fore today shall be the day that hence forth VENGENCE has procured! With the inauguration of this establishment may the gates of a tasty & made fresh daily HELL burst open into the unsuspecting visage of a scoundrel that thee would hasten to even see fit for drinking out of thine chamber pot though such heathenish beast probably partakes in such ill begotten idiosyncrasies. So in conclusion....MAY I royally declare this....THE PSYCHADELI!!!!
Generic hippie music plays on as Paraslice takes a giant pair of scissors handed to him by the Salami Swami & cuts the ribbon to initiate the Grand Opening of the Psychadeli. They all celebrate & clap until the music dies down shortly as Paraslice has the mic and begins to speak. Boos emanate throughout as Paraslice sayvors the moment before talking.
Paraslice: Well well well! It’s about time this Matlock crime scene finally recognize the real talent out in the wrestling world! I knew it would be a matter of time until Toomi took a good whiff of our provolone which is $1.99 a lb by the way! & REALIZE what Peace, Love, & Pastramy is ALL ABOUT! *the crowd continues to boo Paraslice, but he ignores them & cvontinues* But before we get to the matter at hand I would just like to say that this past Tuesday marked another historic event in the world of pro wrestling as MY BROTHER’S DVD THE SELF-DESTRUCTION OF TIM “THE TOOL MAN” TERROR HIT NUMBER ONE on the EWT Shop at Home Olde Time Online General Store. *even more boos* So out of respect I’d like for everyone to take the pork rinds out of your mouths & politely bow your head in a moment of silence for my brother, Tim “The Tool Man” Terror!
All the members of the PsychaDeli bow their heads as the fans get even louder & louder with each passing second. Finally Paraslice & his staff lift their heads & taunt the crowd as they don’t let up.
Paraslice: What kind of example is this to have when we are paying respect to the dead! You don’t see me pissing on your loved ones so don’t piss on mine!!! Anyway.....Since this is the grand opening of the PsychaDeli I’d like to introduce you to our fine staff here at the Psych. First of all I’d like to introduce to you the man who all had the privilege to hear inaugurate this fine establishment. May you all bow to the deli royalty himself, OL’ KING COLD CUTS!!!![/i]
Ol’ King Cold Cuts steps out looking like a living incarnation of the Burger King king but way overdone with frilly short pants as they wore in the 16th & 17th century along with pale white tights complemented with a crown that makes Kurt Angle’s King of the Ring crown look slightly presentable. He gives a kingly wave as we move on to the next staff member of the PsychaDeli.
Paraslice: Next I would like to introduce to you my co-host here at the Psychadeli. The master of meditation. The guru of gorgonzola. In service of the sirloin...THE SALAMI SWAMI!!!![/i]
The Salami Swami gracefully hold his guru beads in his hands in a prayer position as he puts it to his forehead & bows with a gentle smile. He is dressed in a white robe with long, thick matted black hair & looks like a white guy with too much Tan in a Can gel massaged into his skin as he looks like a fraudulent Indian guru.
We press on to the next member.
Paraslice: And that brings me to my next member....A man who was FIRED by Toomi Bischoff months ago because he kept showing up drunk to work & eating anything around even inedible objects....Well Toomi seems like Paul Podanski pulled a Big Poppa Pump & missed that sobriety test, HUH?! This man who I found BUCK NAKED lying in his own crap & puke outside the EWT parking lot crying for his job back so he can feed his poor family overworked & underpaid family. Well it gives me great pleasure to reinstate the czar of bizarre. So may everyone give a round of applause to the returning...SENOR SPLASH!!!
Senor Splash is not pay attention whatsoever & just stands there picking lint out of his exposed belly button from his bulging stomach that is protruding out of his janitor’s uniform since he is at work & must dress appropriate. The crowd boos as always as the Splash man is still preoccupied with his navel. He out of nowhere pulls out his car keys as he finally notices what’s going on. He begins tearing up & raising his arms in the air as if he has won the Stanely Cup. He grabs the mic out of Paraslice’s hand & starts blubbering.
Senor Splash: *in a very emotional state* Gracias! Gracias! You is very wondeful. Thank you so much! I’d just like to say to you something my mami always tell me....Splacrapo....Having children is no problemo it’s taking your girlfriend to get her third consecutive abortion is what is! GRACIAS! GRACIAS!!! I LOVE YOU ALL!!!
As Splash starts blowing kisses & continues to weep Paraslice regains the mic & continues with his last staff member.
Paraslice: Uuuh thank you for that.....Anyway....On to the final staff member of the PsychaDeli.....You may remember him as one-half of the WCW Tag Team Champions with Bunkhouse Buck as well as a member of “Rough & Ready” with Mike Enos. He also comes fresh off of a one year house arrest sentence...He is the culinary force in sports entertainment. He is.......DELICIOUS DICK SLATER!!!
The members of the PsychaDeli turn around to see that Delicious Dick has walked away from the introductions only to find him behind the counter with whip creamed sprayed onto his nipples trying to lick them off with his tongue while pushing them up close to his face. A majority of the members look away in disgust as Senor Splash walks up to Dick & takes some off with his finger & tastes it.
Paraslice: Ugh...Well anyway....This is YOUR PSYCHADELI!!!
The crowd boos in disgust of such a vile team formed to get revenge on Paul Podanski as well as Senor Splash helping Delicious Dick finish off his chesticle sundae.
Paraslice: And being that this is the Grand Opening of the Psychadeli we’re gonna lay it all down on the line. As Ol’ King Cold Cuts decreed at the beginning of this segment I’m gonna put it in layman’s terms....PAUL PODANSKI! Where are here for you & that Toolshed Championship! This is a challenge out of pure vengeance for what you did to my brother. I blame you for his death Paul Podanski & vengeance will be mine. All of this weeks you have been parading around with your drunken antics defaming my brother’s tool belt. And it will be of great pleasure to STRIP you of that title that RIGHTFULLY belongs to my family & to STRIP you of what little pride you have in yourself!
Upon hearing the word strip being said twice Delicious Dick gets off his fat butt & begins wiggling his hips as he takes off his chef’s apron to reveal a tawdry toothfloss g-string underneath as Senor Splash being obliterated out of his mind on cheap Tijuana tequila begins to dig in his pockets & pulls out a nice shiny nickel & drops it down the crack of Delicious Dick. Paraslice quickly breaks up such shenanigans & continues.
Paraslice: CUT IT OUT GUYS! *composes himself* Paul Podanski you’re in the danger zone pal & that Toolshed title is staying with the family. The Taylor family & there is nothing your incoherent ass can do about it! Because it’s not gonna be long until you’re with us finding out what Peace, Love, & Pastramy IS ALL ABOUT!!!
The PsychaDeli theme begins to play as Paraslice grinds his teeth at the camera & while Delicious Dick is dancing with Senor Splash & the others just taunt the camera.
Fade to next segment.
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Post by Moxie loves Natalie on Dec 23, 2005 19:03:34 GMT -5
<"La Liberacion of our Awakening" hits, and your EWT World Champion makes his way down to the ring. He has the belt around his waist, and his patented grey pants and blue boots on>
<Moxie walks down, his hands by his sides, as the fans boo his unwillingness to accept them>
<A "M-Hoax-ie" Sign is seen, held by a small child as Moxie makes his way into the ring>
Fink: Ladies and Gentlemen, this match is scheduled for 1 Fall! and is for the EWT World Heavyweight--
<Moxie snatches the mic away from Fink>
Moxie: It's for MY WORLD Title. I'm no Heavyweight, and damned if I ever get that fat. I'm living proof that you don't need to weigh 300lbs or what the hell ever to win the real gold. Say it right.
<Fink is startled, but manages to choke out...>
Fink: and... is for the EWT World Championship!
<Moxie is seen nodding facing the crowd, and as he turns around, he gets a big forearm to the face, from his opponent, the Brooklyn Brawler>
<The bell rings, and The Brawler pulls Moxie up, hits a few punches, pushing him into the corner>
<Moxie reverses a punch and turns, throwing the Brawler into the corner, and hits him with a fury of punches and forearm shots. He kicks him in the gut, and delivers a gutwrench suplex out of the corner>
<Moxie looks out to the crowd, and points and laughs at the Brawler. Brawler makes his way back to his feet, and Moxie hits a quick clothesline. He pulls Brawler back up, and hits a few punches to the gut, followed by a snap suplex>
<Brawler hits the ground hard and sits up and clenches his back. Moxie hits him with a stiff kick to the back, and bounces off the opposite ropes and hits a shining wizard!>
<Moxie goes for a quick pin>
1...2.. and a nearfall.
<Moxie gets off the Brawler, shakes his head no, and pulls him up to his knees. Moxie bounces off the perpencidular ropes and hits a rolling neckbreaker. Brawler is down on the ground, and Moxie makes his way to the corner, and climbs to the top rope>
<Moxie stands on the top, extends his hands out, and flexes his fingers in, making a Macho Man-esque taunt, and drops the "Roaring" Flying Elbow Drop>
<Moxie gets back up and points to the corner, the fans boo loudly,as Moxie pulls Brawler over to the corner. He hits a stiff knife-edge chop>
Crowd: WOOOOOO!!
<He hits another>
Crowd: WOOOOOO!!
<He then gives Brawler a quick slap in the face, and then pulls him to the top rope. He climbs as well, hooks the leg, and hits the Oracle!>
<Moxie climbs on top of the Brooklyn Brawler, and with one hand holding the leg, he counts 1,2,3 with the ref>
<Moxie drops out after the ref gets his hand raised, and steals the Microphone again>
Moxie: <Breathing Heavy> It seems I've defeated the "king of jobbers", eh? <pauses> then what does that make all the schmucks in the back? With all the people challenging for the OX title, and for the Title that I made famous and prestigous... It seems no-one wants a chance for the World Championship.
Crowd: SHUT THE F*** UP!!.... SHUT THE F*** UP!!
Moxie: That's fine. I get paid either way. So for all the tools who want to come in and say they're the best "up and comer" or "hottest rising" superstar...
Maelstrom was right.
Put up, or Shut up. Preferably SHUT UP.
This is a challenge to whoever wants some of the Champ. I'm sick of the Bulls***, I'm sick of the jobbers, bring me a CHALLENGE.
<Moxie lowers the mic and pauses for a second>
Moxie: And none of that "Ultimoximate Challenge" s***.
<Moxie drops the mic, rolls out with his title and heads to the back as we fade out>
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Post by cattlemutilation on Dec 23, 2005 19:49:59 GMT -5
Camera cuts to the ring were Mantaur is standing, waiting for his opponent.
Suddenly all the light go off, and a bright light flashes, as “Lost in Hollywood” starts to play.
Announcer: “And Now, Introducing the opponent, AJ HELMS!!!”
Crowd: Boooo!
AJ walks down the ramp, in his white trench coat, and is seemingly babbling to himself. He enters the ring, and takes of his trench coat.
Bell: RING!!
Mantaur starts off by hitting a spear, and then starts throwing punches all over AJ.
AJ throws him off, and sits on the ground, laughing.
Mantaur, seemingly frustrated, runs forward and kicks AJ in the head. AJ looks at him, and jumps to his feet.
Mantaur goes for a clothesline, but AJ ducks under his arm and goes into an arm bar. AJ pushes him away, and dropkicks Mantaur to the back of the head.
AJ hits a leg drop, and goes for the quick pin. 1……2….Mantaur kicks out.
AJ waits for Mantaur to get up, and Irish whips him into the corner. AJ sets him onto the top turnbuckle, hooks both arms, and hits the Meltdown!
AJ grabs him of the ground, hits the head throw, steps over, and locks in the Mutilator! Mantaur taps out, and Lost in Hollywood starts to play.
Announcer: Your Winner, “Mr. Mutilation” AJ HELMS!
AJ rolls out of the ring, grabs a shovel from under the ring, and starts to beat Mantaur with it. AJ laughs maniacally, and “Lost in Hollywood” starts again as he walks out of the ring….
Commercials air…
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Ragnal
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Post by Ragnal on Dec 23, 2005 21:43:47 GMT -5
*Mike Ragnal and Joe Ragnal are backstage, tag titles in hand. Joe is bandaged up after his attack by Tony Chang from earlier.*
MIKE: Folks, Linda and Tanya wish they were here right now, but unfortunately, they have to prepare for their remaining matches for this week. But we have some things that need to be discussed. First off, Chrysta. Believe all you want, but you are not a Ragnal, and the fact that you are so emotionless, and so obsessed with being given the Ragnal name just shows it. Second, say what you want, but you and Linda are not sisters. I don't care if what you said about your so called mother is true, but there is no way possible that you gained much Ragnal blood. Finally...Chang, Joe has something to say to you.
JOE: Chang, you called me out to the ring of all the Ragnals. Considering my fame around here, it's a little surprising. But then you tore me apart. To put it in a way, Chang, you had your fun with me. It was nothing but a little game to you, Tony. But I have a few games up my sleeve too. Next week, and Mike agrees with me, I intend to get my revenge back on you, Tony, with a little fun of my own...a Fun House if you will.
*The crowd can be heard cheering this on.*
JOE: That's right. Next week, it will be JOE RAGNAL...against the Connection's Disciple, TONY CHANG...in the SECOND EVER JOE RAGNAL'S FUN HOUSE MATCH!
Be ready, Tony, because you and I are about to make things more 'fun'!
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Post by pta on Dec 23, 2005 22:59:13 GMT -5
Chance Confidence is talking to his personal ring announcer, Pat Andrews... looking a bit upset. Andrews seems to be trying to calm him down.
Jaguar: Come on Master Confidence... surely they wouldn't think of replacing you?! I mean... you are destined for greatness... you are destined to become the best thing that's ever happened to the EWT!
Confidence looks back at him and glares.
Chance: If Principal Pain in the ass wants to throw me out of the P.T.A... he should have the damn nerve to say it right to my bloody face!!!
Jaguar: Look... Master. Just ignore him for now... maybe he's just blowing off some steam. Besides... you don't need that two bit group to be noticed.
Chance looks at him again and shoves him hard against the wall.
Chance: YOU DON'T THINK I DON'T KNOW THAT?!
Pat slowly backs up a bit scared.
Pat: I'm... I'm sorry master.
Chance: You know what... I don't need the P.T.A... and I SURE AS HELL don't need your clueless self! get out of my sight before I rob you of it!!!
Andrews quickly runs away... his bowler falling off his head. Confidence looks down at it and stomps the thing flat.
Chance: Pathetic worm... why did I ever hire that BRAWl reject...
Confidence storms off.
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Post by bakuhatsu on Dec 23, 2005 23:44:20 GMT -5
A scene plays out in a dojo at night that has only candles as a light source. Against the walls are several scrolls. A hand reaches out and begins writing kanji symbols on each one. After the last one the hand puts down the brush and the camera pans up the arm to reveal a tengu match in silhouette. Suddenly everything goes dark and only text appears....
Bakuhatsu Coming in three weeks
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Post by The Lach is very tired on Dec 24, 2005 3:24:53 GMT -5
*Carl Guererro is standing by as Spaz exits his locker room.*
CG: Spaz can I ask you a few questions.
S: What's on your mind Carl?
CG: Just the question everbody has been thinking. What on god's green earth did you CHOOSE to put your title on the line against 5 count them 5 of the EWT's fastest rising & most promising superstars?
S: Because the Spazphiles deserve it Carl. They deserve to see the best talent this company has to offer wrestle for the OX Title. Despite the fact that I may not agree with how some of these guys conduct themselves inside the ring they have proven they have what it takes to make it in this business. They all have their own unique styles. It is this contrast in sizes, personalities & styles that will make this OX Title match something that the fans of EWT, whether you are a Spazphile or not, will remember for years to come.
CG: Do you think you will walk out of the PPV with that title still around your waist?
S: I am confident that I have what it takes to remain champion but in a match like this luck & your draw plays a big part.
CG: Thanks for your time Spaz.
*Cut To Commercial for The Heart Break Hotel DVD.*
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Limey
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It's been awhile.
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Post by Limey on Dec 24, 2005 3:58:33 GMT -5
*"I Can See Clearly Now The Rain Has Gone" plays over the PA for some reason. Velvet McIntyre makes her way out to a very small reaction, if any.*
Chimel: The following contest is scheduled for one-fall, and it is for the GND DIVISION...CHAMPIONSHIP!!! Introducing first, the challenger!! From Vancouver, British Columbia, she is a former WWF Women's tag team champion...VELVET MCINTYRE!!!!!
*Velvet raises her hands to no reaction whatsoever. She sighs, and gets into the ring.*
*"She's Got Issues" hits. The crowd get to their feet! Carla O Woe is out, the GND title draped on her shoulder!! She throws up the horns, then goes to the ring, shaking the hands of many a fan.*
Chimel: Aaaaaaaand her opponent, from Rochester, New Hampshire...SHE IS THE CURRENT...REIGNING...AND DEFENDING GND DIVISION CHAMPION...CARLA...O...WOE!!!!!!
*The crowd go nuts. Carla gets into the ring, and holds her title high to a good ovation. She starts to circle Velvet...when...
"Maritime" hits!!! Oceanic is out!!! The crowd pop madly as Oceanic makes her way to the stage. She stops at the stage to chants of "OCEANIC!!!". Carla looks pleasantly surprised to see her out. However, with Carla distracted, Velvet uses this opportunity to rush Carla from behind!! The match has started!!
Velvet starts punching Carla furiously in the back of the head. She hits an axe-handle club, and Carla goes down to the mat. Velvet kicks Carla over to her back, and then runs the ropes! She runs back to Carla with a leg drop...Carla rolls out of the way!!! Carla then does a handspring up to a huge pop!! She runs at the recovering Velvet and hits her with an STO!!!!
Velvet is down, and so Carla drags her to the turnbuckle!!! The crowd pop as she climbs the turnbuckle, leaping off with the EYE CANDY!!!! Carla goes for the cover!!
1, 2, 3!!!
*Carla celebrates, as she throws up the horns!! Oceanic applauds her from the stage, and goes down to the ring to congratulate her. However, Velvet has exited the ring, and she has grabbed the GND Division Championship from Chimel!!! She walks off to the back. Carla, hand raised by the ref, yells "WHAT THE HELL?" at Velvet, who flips her the bird to a lot of heat. Velvet walks to the back, and Oceanic stops her by shoving her back and down to the floor for a great reaction from the crowd! Velvet hurridley gets to her feet, but then Oceanic locks in THESE ARMS ARE SNAKES!!!!!
Velvet screams in pain, but keeps one hand clutching the title. Oceanic bellows "DROP IT!!!" at Velvet, and Velvet reluctantly does. Oceanic then releases her grip on Velvet, and then tells her to get the hell out of the arena. Velvet does so as the crowd laugh at her. Oceanic then picks up the title, and dusts it off a little. She rolls into the ring, and hands it to Carla, who takes it appreciatively. Carla extends her hand, and Oceanic takes it. The crowd pop good for this show of respect. Oceanic grabs a microphone.
Oceanic: Carla, you're one hell of a champion, and I'll be damned if I'm going to let some poor deluded fool think she can just run out here with your hard-earned gold.
*Carla thanks Oceanic and Oceanic continues.*
Oceanic: Y'know...come to think of it...what the hell are you doing facing atheletes like Velvet McIntyre, anyway? You need a REAL challenge, Carla. I've been itching for the gold for so long, I think these people will agree...
*The crowd give an INSANE pop at the prospect of Oceanic Versus Carla.*
Oceanic: That's right, Carla. You...and me...for the GND Division Championship!!!
*Carla smiles at this. The crowd cheer and chant "OCEANIC" as she considers this.*
Carla: (Teasing) Hmm...well I don't know...(This gets a negative reaction. Carla laughs it off, then starts again) OK, you've got it, Oceanic!!
*The crowd pop madly! Oceanic and Carla look back at the GND Division Championship for a second, then spontaneously give each other the "Hang Loose" gesture. Oceanic and Carla then both leave the ring to a huge ovation.*
*Fade to Commercial*
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Post by Ultimo Chocula on Dec 24, 2005 13:55:36 GMT -5
(Backstage Terri is gathering up her stuff for the plane ride home. She picks up her suitcases and walks down the hallway, saying "Merry Christmas" to various wrestlers, crew, and fans who happen to walk by. She's walks out the door when a courier on a moped rides up next to her.)
Courier: "Excuse me. Are you......Terri Runnels?"
Terri: "Yes."
Courier: "Very good. I have a package for you. Sign here."
(Terri signs for it and the courier drives off. Terri looks over the package for a moment then notices the letter taped to the side. She opens it and begins reading....)
"What's up girl? It's your old pal Ultimo! Whoo! I'm having a blast over here in Italy. Moniqua is really turning Billy and I into some hunka hunka lovin' stud muffins! Moniqua might be a little high maintenance but she knows awesome she sees it. Billy has done a total 180. He might actually get some! Even that mutt Fru Fru let me pet him yesterday! The only thing that could make this any better is if you were here so we could raise havoc like we did in the States. I'll see you next week!
Ultimo, male model.
PS: We were in this total glitzy store and I found the perfect X-mas present for you. The price tag gave me a heart attack but then I remembered Moniqua's first rule: When you're sexy you can get away with anything. Some charm and a couple bald faced lies later and BAM! You gotcher present and it didn't cost me a cent! Hope you like it."
(Terri sets the letter aside and inspects the box. She unwraps it, then opens it up and looks inside. Her eyes get big and she puts her hand to her chest.)
Terri: "Oh my.................."
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Post by craigkendo on Dec 24, 2005 16:51:52 GMT -5
*"Ich Will" hits. Holly Vaughn, representing The Connection, is out...and she is accompanied by none other than Chrysta, and Miss White!! All three hold out their arms in prayer, and then walk slowly and methodically to the ring.*
Chimel: The FOLLOWING contest is scheduled for ONE-FALL. Introducing first, from Winnipeg, Mantioba, Canada, being accompanied to the ring by Miss White and Chrysta...Chrysta RAGNAL...
*The crowd chants "SHE'S NO RAGNAL!!!", but this makes no difference to Holly, Chrysta, or Miss White. They continue to the ring.*
JR: What a disgusting tactic! The Ice Queen is deliberately trying to torment Linda Ragnal by DEMANDING to be referred to by Linda's family name!
Carl Guerrero: Well, tactic or not, JR, it IS still accurate. You heard Linda herself say it was true.
Chimel:...Representing The Connection..."Lady Spectacular", HOLLY VAUGHN!!!!
*All three Connection members enter the ring. Chrysta grabs a microphone, opens her mouth to speak, then hands it to Holly.*
Holly: (Amidst loud boos) I have been requested to relay a message from our Initiate and guiding light. It is meant for her sibling...Linda. You cannot deny who you are, Linda. You are the Ice Queen's sister...and therefore...ours. You have shunned the Ice Queen, as if she did not matter. I must explain to you, Linda, that the Ice Queen is the guiding light for The Connection. We were able to overlook the apparent uselessness of Miss White...I may point out that I mean no offence, Miss White...
*Miss White giggles, and replies "None taken", and Holly continues to talk.*
Holly: To allow her to assist us in our dominance of EWT. By uniting against her, you are uniting against us, Linda.
*Chrysta takes the microphone. The crowd boo her and chant "SHE'S NO RAGNAL".*
Chrysta: (Addressing the crowd) I REALLY must correct you. You have heard from my sister's own mouth that she and I are as connected as the very fabric of life. And speaking of Connections...I have found a family to take me in, Linda. They have not shunned me as readily as you and your brothers. They have seen what I mean to them, and they have accepted me. It is shameful to think that you are cheered instead of I.
*Miss White nods at this, and angrily shouts "YEAH! SHAME ON YOU!!!" to the crowd.*
JR: "Shameful"? The Ice Queen made Linda and her brothers the result of a SNEAK ATTACK, and she's wondering why the crowd don't want to cheer her??
Carl: Well, JR, it's all a matter of perspective. Each side has a different story to tell, and deep down, you know Chrysta has to feel like the victim in all this.
JR: I don't even know if that's possible, Carl! Even for someone as deluded as the Ice Queen!
Chrysta: If you continue to do so, Linda, then we, The Connection, will cease to allow you opportunities, and we shall bestow upon to you and your false family a world of pain. Miss White?
*Miss White presents a tonfa, and hands it to Chrysta. Chrysta displays it high.*
Chrysta: You do remember this, do you not, Dear Linda? Disciple Chang was very millitant about using it against that poor Joseph. If any shred of emotion wasn't destroyed by your negligence, I'd feel pity for your false brothers. Chang has told me of the joy he felt after seeing the blood flow from your brother's face as freely as it did...
*"Going Under" hits, and the crowd rise to their feet!!!*
Chimel: Aaaaand her oppo...
*Linda rushes out to the ring, slides in and goes straight for Chrysta!!! Holly, though, steps in with a drop-toe hold! Tanya Flaire runs down to ringside as Chrysta and Miss White exit the ring. The match is underway!!*
*With Linda on the mat, Holly keeps hold of Linda's ankle, and locks in a step-over toe hold. Linda kicks at Holly with her one free foot, causing Holly to drop Linda's leg. Linda then does a handspring up. Holly tries to hit a clothesline onto Linda, but Linda rolls underneath this! Holly turns to face Linda and gets hit with an ENZIGURI!!! The crowd pop as Linda unloads with some furious right hands to the back of Holly's head! Linda applies a reverse chinlock, but Holly shoves Linda off before getting to her feet. Linda applies a front grapple to Holly before Holly tries to counter with a Fireman's carry...Linda lands on her feet, runs the ropes, and hits Holly with a crossbody!!
Linda goes to Holly's head, seeing if she can attempt a submission move, but Holly quickly rolls to her front and trips Linda by grabbing her ankle. Holly swiftly rises and tries a falling axe-handle drop. Linda counters by rolling out of the way and to her feet. She takes a three-point stance before charging at Holly. Holly ducks, hoping for a back body drop, but Linda counters by rolling over Holly's back. With Linda right behind Holly, she locks in a sleeper!! Holly counters with some elbows to Linda's gut, making Linda release the hold! This doesn't buckle Linda's confidence, though, as she runs the ropes once more...MISS WHITE TRIPS HER!!!
Miss White managed to grab Linda's foot, causing her to fall flat on her face! The referee, caught up in the confusion, looks right at Miss White. Miss White tries to blame it on the apron, but to no avail. The referee points to the back, and MISS WHITE IS OUTTA HERE!!!!
However, it does little to aid the situation, as Holly is already capitalising on the situation. She has made her way to the ropes, and without mercy traps Linda's foot!! Linda is unable to move or to free herself as Holly makes her way to the turnbuckle!! Everyone knows what's about to happen as Holly gets to the top rope!! The referee is trying to help Linda release her foot, so his back is turned...TANYA FLAIRE PUSHES HOLLY OFF THE TOP ROPE!!! The crowd pop as Holly falls from the turnbuckle to the outside!!
Tanya breathes a sigh of relief as Linda is released from the ropes, but Chrysta is right behind her...SHE LOCKS IN THE FROSTBITE!!! SHE LOCKS IN THE FROSTBITE!!! Tanya Flaire flails her arms about in desperation, but it is too late to do anything. A while passes, and Tanya then goes limp. Chrysta releases her, and Tanya falls to the floor, unconcious.
Linda, having now realised what's going on, slides out of the ring, and confronts Chrysta. Chrysta and Linda stare each other down, with Linda almost seething at Chrysta. Linda launches a right hand at Chrysta, but Chrysta sidesteps this, and Linda gets hit with a flying lariat!! Flying lariat from the recovered Holly Vaughn!!!
Holly grabs Linda by the throat, and lifts her up. Holly tilts her head at Linda, and examines her curiously. Releasing her chokehold, Holly shoves Linda into the Spanish Announce table. Linda arches her back from the pain, and Holly hits her with a dropkick, the force sending Linda back on top of the table! Holly climbs the table, and picks Linda up by the hair. Holly applies a front facelock, and looks to try a DDT...Linda hits a few shots to the ribs of Holly...JAPANESE ARMDRAG FROM THE TOP OF THE TABLE TO THE CONCRETE!!!! Holly hits the concrete, and looks too stunned to experience how painful it is!! Linda picks herself up, then acting on instinct, runs off the table with a RUNNING SHOOTING STAR PRESS FROM THE TABLE ONTO HOLLY!!!!
Linda, now high on adrenaline, grabs Holly by the hair, and rolls her into the ring!! Linda jumps the apron, and leaps over the ropes with a Tope Atomico!!! She hits Holly, then rolls over to her with some furious punches!! The crowd count along as she punches at Holly!!!
(slowly) 1... 2... (Faster) 3, 4, (Rapidly) 5,6,7,8,9.......... (Finishing blow) 10!!!!
Linda rises up, and screams "YEAH!!!" to a huge pop from the crowd!! Holly rolls to her front, and tries to lift herself up, but Linda runs at her with a front dropkick to the face!!! Holly back from the force, and lands leaning against the ropes! Linda runs at Holly, and lifts her to her feet! She then pushes Holly against the ropes, and then performs an Irish Whip! Holly goes against the ropes, and Linda hits her with a Lou Thesz press...into a tornado DDT!!!! Holly hits the mat on her head, and then lands close to the turnbuckle lying flat on her back!!!
Linda points to the turnbuckle to a huge pop!!! Linda steps over Holly, and runs up the turnbuckle, hoping to hit the Downpour...CHRYSTA HAS CLIMBED THE APRON!!! CHRYSTA HAS HIT LINDA WITH THE TONFA!!!! Linda falls back against the mat, and then rolls back, landing on her knees! She clutches at her face in agony, and raises to one knee, still in pain...Holly is up! Linda, now to her feet, is unaware of Holly Vaughn observing her...Holly lifts up Linda, and hits the FINAL CONNECTION!!!! Holly goes for the pin!
1, 2, 3!!!
Winner: "Lady Spectacular", Holly Vaughn.
JR: NO!!! NOT LIKE THIS!!! DAMN THAT ICE QUEEN!! Linda was BLINDSIDED, BY GOD!!!!
*Post-match, Chrysta and Miss White enter the ring, and stare down on the downed Linda. Chrysta looks down curiously at Linda, head cocked to one side. All three women; Miss White, Chrysta and Holly; spontaneously turn their backs on Linda, and leave the ring. Tanya gets into the ring, and sees to Linda. Linda looks back at the retreating women, pure hatred in her eyes.*
*Fade to commercial.*
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Post by pta on Dec 24, 2005 22:09:55 GMT -5
Announcer: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall!
Suddenly, the Conquistadors theme starts up and suddenly... All Three versions of them walk out at the same time... making the announcer a bit confused.
Announcer: Damn it... I MEANT THE FIRST CONQUISTADORS!!!
Conquistador: Essa Rios?
Some random security guards walk from backstage and drag off all but the originals. The music starts back up and the originals head down to the ring.
Announcer: Introducing first... at a combined weight of... it doesn't say. The Conquistadors.
The Conquistadors simply enter the ring and prepare for their match.
Next Pomp and Circumstance starts up and the crowd answers with some more boos as Principal Pain and Canceler head down to the ring.
Announcer: And at a combined weight of 750 pounds, Representing the P.T.A, Principal Pain and The Canceler...
The two P.T.A members quickly slide into the ring, looking across at their opponents. The Conquistadors look right back at them... a bit worried about Canceler.
Conquistador 1 ( Jose Estrada Jr. ) walks to the center ring, to start off with Pain. They immediately lock up as the bell rings, Pain quickly overpowering him and lifting him immediately for The Suspender?! He gets his ehad slammed hard against the mat, bouncing a foot into the air.
Conquistador tries to run in and attack, but Canceler beats him to punch, running forward and grabbing him, then hoisting him onto his shoulders, climbing up onto a nearby turnbuckle! Pain drags Conquistador 1 over enar the same turnbuckle, then smirks as Canceler falls off with the Super ISD... smashing Conquistador against Conqusitador. The two P.T.A. Members then two a double one foot pin.
1...2....3.
Announcer: Wow that was fast... erm, here are your winners... The P.T.A!!!
Pain and Canceler look at each other and nod, Canceler yanking the announcer's mike from his arm with a single tug. He hands it over to Pain.
Pain: Well that was disappointment. They didn't even get any offense in... but then again, this was Jobber History week if I'm not mistaken. Now then... CHANCE CONFIDENCE!!! I am growing tired of you... and your annoyances. You claim that you are the greatest EWT superstar... yet you've never even beaten a single P.T.A. Member have you? Well... since we have a PPV approaching us soon... I pose to you a challenge.
The crowd continues booing.
Pain: If you truly want to prove you are the best... then you'll have no problem participating in the match of my choice. I haven't thought up the specifics yet... but don't worry you won't need to worry much about them. Instead, you need to simply worry about surviving against... yoru opponent. Because... it shall be against...
The principal purposely hesitates.
Pain: THE CANCELER!!!
The crowd looks practically shocked!!! The Canceler simply stands there, cracking his knuckles.
Pain: So enjoy your Christmas Confidence... because at the next Pay Per View... YOU WILL BE DISCIPLINED!!!
Pain throws down the mike and he and Canceler quickly exit the ring.
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Doomrider
Hank Scorpio
I wanna bang Marla.
Posts: 6,058
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Post by Doomrider on Dec 25, 2005 1:31:25 GMT -5
-=Scene=- A scenic winter scene paints the exposition of this story. The camera zooms back to a window which the outside is being filmed through, then to a recliner more stained than Tom Sizemore’s hotel sheets holding up the gurgling carcass of Senor Splash. He’s wearing those boxer shorts that look like a gift and a green wife beater that says “I could go for some Ho-Ho-Hoes”. His head lifts up as he glances to the camera, a little shocked and somewhat scared, but then his memory returns…
-=Senor Splash=- Umphhh…uhhhh…Welccgcgcome to Shenor Splash’s X-mas special. I’m Senor Splash…well yea, no sh*t…who the hell wrote these cue cardshshshsh? I’m winging it from now on! Ole! As you can see I’m nestles down by the fireplace…well, the fire’s out cause the boys and I placed bets on who would win in a fight, fire or my urine…guess who won! Ole! Anyway, I guess it’s time we bring out a very special gehhhhhst star…ladies and…dames…and broads…and gentlemen…Sandy Duncan!
-=Scene=- Sandy Duncan walks into the camera’s view as some cheesy generic holiday music plays. She looks around somewhat confused as to wear to sit. Meanwhile Splash is putting on a Santa hat.
-=Senor Splash=- Welcome Shandy to a Very Splashy Chrisssshhhh…uhhh…holiday show.
-=Sandy Duncan=- Well, thanks Senor…you’ve been a most courteous host, but I don’t see anywhere to sit…
-=Senor Splash=- Senor Santa’s lap is the only place for you baby.
-=Scene=- Sandy hesitates, then sits down on Senor Santa’s lap.
-=Senor Splash=- Uh oh…Senor Santa found his chimney…I hope all you want for Christmas is the first thing that pops up. Anyway Sandy Duncan-O…have some egg nog !
-=Scene=- “Delicious” Dick Slater comes out in a disgustingly nauseating sexy Santa outfit and hands Splash and Sandy some nog. Sandy eyes up Dick as Senor shoos him away.
-=Senor Splash=- So…Sandy…drunk yet?
-=Sandy Duncan=- Excuse me?
-=Senor Splash=- ARE…YOU…DRUNK…YET? I’m kinda in the mood.
-=Sandy Duncan=- What? Are you nuts? There’s no way I’d ever…EVER…you know…be with you!
-=Senor Splash=- Oh…I see…hey Sandy…do you know what Canadian holiday’s coming up?
-=Sandy Duncan=- No, what?
-=Senor Splash=- Boxing Day!
-=Scene=- Senor clocks Sandy in the face and her fake eye flies out of her head and lands in “Delicious” Dick Slater’s belly button. Sandy falls to the floor and EWT crewmembers drag the unconscious Sandy Duncan off camera.
-=Senor Splash=- Well Dick…I thought she had her eye on you since she showed up…looks like I was right! Anyway, since the possibility of me getting some has had to vamos…let’s sing a song!
-=Scene=- Senor stands up, a little wobbly…and sways back and forth as awful guitar strumming can be heard. Dick Slater and Splash begin to sing “Feliz Navidad”.
-=Senor Splash=- Felish Navi-blah! Felish Navi-duh! Feliz navey…ugh…Senor Splash had too many Egg Nog and Lighter Fluid screwballs again! Ugh…. Humpf… Feliz navi….navi…navi….BLARRRRRRRRRG!
-=Scene=- Senor begins vomiting all over the set, for the most part in sync with the “dad” or “Navidad”. “Delicious” Dick, at a loss, just begins to dance and head off screen towards the female cameraperson while he bastes himself in his “Sleazy G” grease. The camera fades to nothing because all of the sponsors have pulled their ads.
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Lily-Rose
Mike the Goon
Rockin' All Night.
Posts: 42
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Post by Lily-Rose on Dec 25, 2005 23:50:19 GMT -5
*Rockin' Robin is already in the ring, waiting for Tanya Flaire. Spit plays, and Tanya runs down to the ring, and pummels Robin to the ground, and bounces off the ropes for the Napalm Death. The ref counts the pin, and the match is over. Tanya takes to the mic.*
TANYA: Holly! Chrysta! How dare you! How dare you get involved JUST so you can bring Linda into your little group! It makes me sick! I hope you and the Connection get what you deserve!
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Post by #Classic Hi-Definition X on Dec 26, 2005 13:47:24 GMT -5
*We're back at ringside. "Sexy Guy" hits* Ring Announcer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. On the way to the ring, being accompanied by Rosa, the Heartbreak Hitman Bret Michaels! *HBH and Rosa are met with very loud boos as they head to the ring* RA: And his opponent, Who! *Who walks down to the ring. He is attacked by HBH as soon as he enters the ring* The bell rings to start the match. HBH is stomping away on Who. He picks him up and gives him a delayed vertical suplex. After hitting an inverted atomic drop, HBH hits him with some Sweet Chin Muzak and covers him. 1... 2... 3! *Bell rings* RA: Here is your winner, the Heartbreak Hitman Bret Michaels! *Soon after, the lights go out. A message appears on the Toomitron: THE GAS-POWERED MONSTER RETURNS IN 1 WEEK The lights come back on and the fans go wild. HBH and Rosa both look shocked and head to the back* *Fade to commercial*
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Curly Long
AC Slater
Midget Wrestling Master
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Post by Curly Long on Dec 26, 2005 19:29:23 GMT -5
Back in the Ring after a short break, Louie Spiccoli is already waiting ... the lights dim and 'Moving on Up' begins to play and here comes Curly Long with Mr. Big ... oh and he's got a mike. The Crowd chants 'VLB' at Curly!
CURLY: From top Booker! ... which I won an award for I might add!! ... to fighting some joker, who's had less ring time than you nerds have had intercourse time! ...
Loud boos from the audience as Curly climbs in the ring and walks up to Louie, Big waits on the outside as the bell rings ... but Curly still has the mike
CURLY: Well whats your name then? ...
Curly throws Louie the mike ... Louie shocked he's been given mike time turns to the crowd to speak
LOUIE: My Nam ...
Curly quickly rushes up behind Louie with a quick school boy pin ... 1,2,3!
FINKEL: Your winner in a new record time ... CURLY LONG!!
Curly rolls off to the outside in hysterics as Louie complains to the ref. Mr. Big is also highly amused at the quickness of the match. Curly has the mike once again
CURLY: Looks like the superior specimen of a man won .. hehe .. I make that about 3 seconds Louie ... oh well enjoy your paycheck ... heheh ....
The crowd chants 'Die Curly, Die' but he ignores it
CURLY: Oh and Spaz ... don't get too comfortable with that OX Division Title ... as by the end of the gauntlet it will be mine!! ... and to prove you should be worried Spaz .. next week no matter who my opponent is ...I'll be putting on a wrestling clinic for you! ... count on it!!
Curly throws the mike down and walks backstage
(cut to "Coming Soon the Harlot Hunt 2006" promotional video)
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Post by girlnextdoor on Dec 26, 2005 20:13:52 GMT -5
Announcer: This next contest is in the Girl's Next Door Division & is scheduled for one fall. Making her way to the ring first is the original Montreal Screwjob, Wendi Richter. And her opponent is the woman in the mask, Mystery.
*Mystery slides into the ring & cowers in the corner. She's holding a Fairytopia Barbie mermaid, brushing her hair. Richter walks up to her & just looks in confussion. Mystery continues to rock, while brushing the mermaid's hair. Just then, the tail of the mermaid falls off. Richter picks it up, thinking Mystery didn't notice. This angers Mystery as she starts yelling:*
YOU BROKE IT!!! YOU BROKE MY FAIRYTOPIA BARBIE!!! YOU DON'T RESPECT ME OR MY THINGS!!!
Richter: I didn't. It fell off on it's own.
Mystery: YOU LIAR, YOU LIAR!!! THEY ALL LIE TO ME!!!!
*Mystery gets to her feet & rushes at Richter, nailing her with fists. Richter tries to defend herself but to no avail. Mystery kicks Richter in the midsection & hits a double arm ddt. Mystery gets to her feet. As Richter staggers to her feet, Mystery gets her hand in the air & hits her with the Mandible Claw. The bell sounds as Mystery is declared the winner. Mystery quickly drops down in the corner, holding her Fairytopia mermaid, crying.*
It will be Ok Kayla. I'll get you fixed. I'll get you to a doctor. I'll be there for you. I'll be there for you Kayla.
It's like you're always stuck in second gear, Well, it hasn't been your day, your week, your month, or even your year.
But, I'll be there for you, when the rain starts to pour. I'll be there for you, like I've been there before. I'll be there for you, cause you're there for me too.
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Post by Trik Turner on Dec 26, 2005 21:24:30 GMT -5
(Trik Turner comes running down to the ring. Playboy Buddy Rose is already there, eating a ham leftover from Christmas. As the bell sounds, Trik nails a dropkick to Rose. Trik runs to the ropes & nails a Lionsault. Trik grabs the leg as the referee counts 1-2-3. Trik jumps to his feet.)
To easy. Hopefully, next week I get a better challenge because there's more then meets the eye. There's Trik Turner.
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Post by Toom E. Guci on Dec 26, 2005 22:14:15 GMT -5
*Toom E Dangerously comes strutting to the ring, where he grabs a microphone.* Well ladies & gentlemen, I hope you have enjoyed your holiday festivities. Now it's time for the EWT superstars to get their ass back in the ring for some action. Granted, we have witnessed some today & that's pretty good. To bad these matches were to damn fast. Maybe next time, they will be more prepared. In fact, it's time we started preparing for our next EWT pay per view celebration...Toomi's House Party II. And this year, I got a big suprise for our "great" EWT Champion, Moxie. You see Moxie, we are bringing back to EWT a special match you have NEVER been in or seen before, unless you ordered the only pay per view to feature it. Here's how it will be set up Moxie. 5 Rings in an "X" shape Each ring will be inside a steel cage Each cage will be in a giant dome cage 2 men will enter 1 cage 2 men will enter 1 cage 2 men will enter 1 cage 1 cage will feature easy accesible weapons 3 rings will have seperate matches Submission & pinfall equals elimination The winner of each ring enters the middle ring The match turns into a Three Way Dance The EWT Championship hangs above the ring from the dome The winner is the man who gets the championship down And Moxie, this match isn't pretty. Trust me or ask the last 6 participants. Thing is Moxie, this pay per view is on January 8th, 2006...my birthday. And the best birthday present to me will be you not retaining your EWT Championship. Now, I know what everybody is wondering...who will be in the match? Thing is, I am currently undecided. Which is why I will be conducting open interviews in my office over the next several days to see who the 5 others are that will be worthy of being in this match. And, in case you all are wondering...the Survival Cage will not be the only match at Toomi's House Party II. Oh no, no, no...you see, Spaz's Gauntlet Challenge will also be featured on January 8th, 2006 live on pay per view. And these will be the only 2 matches featured, so I don't want to hear anybody complaining or whining, "I don't have a match" "I want a match." WHO CARES!!! It's my birthday & I am going to get what I want on my damn birthday. So Moxie, you better be prepared for my birthday.
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Queen Rosa
Mike the Goon
All hail the queen!
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Post by Queen Rosa on Dec 26, 2005 23:16:18 GMT -5
*After a quick break, we're back at ringside. "It's My Time" hits*
Ring Announcer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Making her way to the ring, being accompanied by the Heartbreak Hitman Bret Michaels, Rosa!
*Rosa walks out with HBH by her side and fans booing her*
RA: And her opponent, being accompanied by Mae Young, The Fabulous Moolah!
*Moolah and Mae head to the ring with some cheers. Rosa attacks her right away*
The bell rings to start the match. Rosa pummels Moolah in the corner. She then runs at her with a knee to the head. After that, Rosa picks her up and hits the Northern Lights Driver and pins her.
1... 2...
3! *Bell rings*
RA: Here is your winner, Rosa!
*After the match, HBH pulls Mae Young into the ring and hits her with some Sweet Chin Muzak. He and Rosa laugh and celebrate in the ring. As fans are booing, they head to the back*
*Cut to next segment*
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