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Post by #Classic Hi-Definition X on Sept 5, 2006 17:47:07 GMT -5
*We cut back to HBH's dressing room. The door opens, and Toom E is on his way out*
Toom: It was nice conducting business with you, Bret. Thank you, and see ya later...hopefully with the Tri-State title back where it belongs.
*Toom E then goes on his way. We see HBH come out with an evil grin on his face*
HBH: No no no, Toom. Thank you. Let's go Cherry. It's time to find me a partner.
*HBH and Cherry walk off as we cut to the next segment*
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Post by Ultimo Chocula on Sept 6, 2006 0:51:18 GMT -5
(Backstage Dusty Rhodes, microphone in hand barges into Ultimo's dressing room without knocking or announcing himself in any way. He walks up to a pile of blankets in the middle of the floor and pokes at it a couple times. The blankets begin to move around a little bit and from the top out pops Ultimo's head, just woken up, hair messed and sporting some five day stubble.)
UC: "Oh man, not now."
Dusty: (totally ignoring UC) "Howdy folks! This is the AmmmmmmmmmmmmmericanDreamDuthtyRhodeth! Looky here! Tonite! Live! Right'chere on the muthaship! We got on one side of the reeng, that no good snake in the grass Jerry The Keeng Lawler! On the other side we got Ul-Tee-Mo! And they gonna be clubberin' for that crown, you unnerstan! Ul-Tee-Mo was a keeng befo', he can be a keeng again! He just gotta beat that Lawler! But he can't turn his back on him! No sir! He nasty! He dirty! He like to pull dem tricks! You gotta be on yer toes when you go up against that Lawler! Ul-Tee-Mo! Whatcha gonna do against heem tonite?"
(UC looks up at Dusty and wipes the sleep out of his eye. He stands up out of the blankets, scratches his head, yawns, and answers the Dream's question.)
UC: (shrugs) ".................I don't know. What do I care?"
Dusty: "But you got that chance, Ul-Tee-Mo! You got the chance to prove you-self again! You can take that crown back and make a name for you-self! Get back to that pay windah! You beat Lawler in that reeng and you right back in the thick o' thangs! You be the keeng again! Am I rightowrong?"
UC: "So I beat up a pedophile and get my title as king back. (twirls finger) Whooptee do! Look Dusty, that whole "king" blizz blazz was just a dumb gimmick I came up with to boost my own ego. At the time I didn't know it but now I see it was all just a cheap facade. In fact, my whole career here at the EWT has amounted to nothing more than a big bowl of owl snot. I've been here a year and I've gotten nowhere."
Dusty: "Nowhere? Whattaya mean, nowhere? You had some big time matches against EWT's finest!"
UC: "And nine times out of ten I lost."
Dusty: "You were the Toolshed chammion!"
UC: "Meaning that the only way I can win a match is by whacking some one in the cantaloupe with a blunt object."
Dusty: "You were one half of the Tag Team chammions!"
UC: "Right, with Billy Ubermark, who beat me clean and is a top contender for the World Belt. His story about him carrying the team looks to be pretty true."
Dusty: "You have your friends!"
UC: "Correction. I had A friend. One. Singular. And it's in the past tense. As in HAD. The one person who had my back in this entire operation and I have to go and alienate her. I treated that poor girl so bad she probably won't talk to me again. Hell, Terri wouldn't hawk a loogie on me if I was on fire."
Dusty: "But now you got me!"
(UC stares at Dusty, who's beaming from ear to ear, for a minute.)
UC: "Buddy, the only thing you and Terri have in common is bra size. Look, I'm in a crummy mood right now so if you'll excuse me I'm going to find something sharp and impale myself with it."
(UC shuffles off camera trailing some blankets that have clung to his shoes. Dusty watches him walk off and addresses the camera.)
Dusty: "There he go, folks! He on his way to gettin' that crown back! Jerry Lawler, you ol' rascal you! You better look out! Ul-Tee-Mo is gonna get that crown back, daddy! He on the prowl! He gonna bring you a fight! And it's goin' down tonight! Live! From the Omni in Atlanta, GA! Don't miss it!"
("American Dream" comes on and Dusty does his jiggly dance until we go to the next segment.)
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Post by Banned Member on Sept 6, 2006 16:12:12 GMT -5
*Merc is walking down the hall way with Renegade beside him. When all of a sudden Sum Guy runs in.*
SG: I'm Sum Guy, and I sleep with my mother, and grandmother!
*Renegade looks at Merc, and Merc just nods. Renegade grabs Sum Guy, and stuffs him in a nearby trash can. Merc then grabs the mic.*
Merc: Well bro you seem to have taken care of him huh!?
*Renegade just stands there with a sick grin like Mercs.*
Merc: But it seems to me that we got more important matters at hand this week, and that is winning the Ox division title off Koda.
*Renegade nods his head in approval.*
Merc: You see bro I've been to long without a title, and well it's about time I win one.
*Renegade whispers in Mercs ear for a sec.*
Merc: You think I should be focused on Toom instead?! Bro Toom isn't even in my league! Now lets go!
*Merc, and Renegade start to walk off, but as they turn the corner Ms.White is standing there looking at her ring.*
Merc: Oh hey Tr......Ms.White. Look I know we haven't seen eye to eye in a very long time, but I just want to wish you congrats, and best of luck.
*Ms.White shows no expression, and just walks off. Renegade looks at Merc funny.*
Merc: Bro don't even get me started on how much this is breaking my heart, but what can I do? I blew it a year ago. Now can we go please I gotta train for my match.
*Merc, and Renegade walk off.
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Post by crauswell on Sept 6, 2006 16:58:47 GMT -5
Zach Gowan's theme starts up as he heads down to the ring, getting pretty much silence on his way down.
Announcer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Melvindale, MI, weighing in at 155 pounds, Zach Gowan!
Zach waves to the crowd, wondering who his opponent is as he looks out onto the rampway...
YOU WILL BE DEVOURED!!!
A huge pyro goes off, almost knocking Gowan on his ass in surprise as Broken Wings starts up, his opponent heading down to the ring.
Announcer: And introducing the opponent, from Parts Unknown, weighing in at 272 pounds... Crauswell!
Crauswell swiftly enters the ring, looking over at Gowan, who steps back slightly. The furry walks right in front of him, grabbing a microphone on the way.
Crauswell: ... YOU are my first opponent I have to face in my return match? I sympathize with your... handicap though, but that doesn't mean I'm going to show ANY mercy on you.
Gowan looks a bit smug and snatches the microphone out of the furry's hand.
Gowan: OH PLEASE!!! You look like an overgrown parrot to me! There's no way, I, Zach Gowan, am gonna lose to a friggin bird!!!
Crauswell growls angrily, leveling Gowan with an almost instantaneous shuffle side kick, taking him down instantly to the mat! He immediately grabs Gowan's real leg, lifting up and stomping around at the base of it viciously, Gowan looking to be quite in pain.Crauswell rolls him over, still clutching the leg, lifting Gowan off the ground, then smashing it right into the mat. He immediately drops down, still clutching the leg, applying a half boston crab, on the same leg. Gowan gasps in pain, desperately crawling over and grabbing the bottom rope to break it up. However Crauswell simply drags him from off the rope at the four count, back into the center of the ring where he reapplies the hold. Just before Gowan taps though... Crauswell deliberately breaks the submission, looking down as his opponent desperately clutches at his leg.
He walks over to the turnbuckle, hopping atop of it and crossing his arms, simply watching... apparently playing with his opponent. Eventually when Gowan rises back to his feet, Crauswell gets to both feet atop the turnbuckle, leaping off and leveling him with a Kane Style Flying Clothesline, rolling back to his feet as Gowan now holds his face in pain. Crauswell walks back over, lifting him up by the shoulders and standing him up. He sets him atop in a fireman's carry position, then delivers a Steamroller, Gowan being flattened underneath near the turnbuckle as Crauswell walks over to said turnbuckle, grabbing and using it to propel himself into the air, coming down with an elbow across the chest. Gowan grips his chest now, as his opponent hasn't even broken a sweat yet it seems... though it's hard to tell since he's wearing the furry suit.
Crauswell reaches down, grabbing Gowan again and setting him up in a tree of woe position, then viciously kicking right at his actual leg again with some vicious swift kicks, Gowan completely helpless to stop him. Crauswell then backs up, charging forward and hitting his opponent with a low, but effective dropkick right to the skull. Gowan groans, flipping off the turnbuckle and laying back face first in the mat. Gowan desperately gets to his feet, begging for mercy... but Crauswell is having none of that, yanking Gowan up by the arm and right into an Overhead Belly to Belly, sending him sailing like a rag doll across the ring! He groans, now clutching his chest again, the furry stomping over and driving his boot right into Gowen's face repeatedly. He walks back over to the leg, lifting it up, then snapping it back down hard, to keep him down on the mat. Gowan clutches it in agony, the Gryphon crossing his throat, signaling for something as he climbs atop the turnbuckle, leaps off and Takes Flight, something we haven't seen in awhile, driving his skull hard into the heart of Gowan, who rolls along the mat, clutching at his chest as his opponent now looms over him, reaching down and locking in the Noose, lifting him up, charging forward and Beak Bustering him right into the turnbuckle! He then drags him into the center of the ring, dropping down and applying the Gryphon Wing, just to add further pain, Gowan tapping only seconds later.
And with that, Crauswell wins.
Announcer: Here is your winner... Crauswell!!!
Crauswell snatches the microphone, leaning down and right into Gowan's face.
Crauswell: Next time... you should consider not insulting someone who can dismantle you in SECONDS!
He tosses the microphone down, grabbing Gowan's Prosthetic leg, ripping it out, then smashing it right into Gowen's ankle... doing further damage, then dropping it on his chest as he exits the ring... to some heavy heat.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 6, 2006 21:33:26 GMT -5
--- I dunno how I am suppose to introduce myself so please respond thereof, this is my 30 second vignette taped with shows as all are....This is me...This is my struggle -----------------------
The diminitive figure of a stagnant man came into view. For what seemed like an eternity, the man sat in abstraction. After a few seconds, he lifted his head in an unanticipated manner. Only the visible image of the mans face and upper torso could be seen. The black circles that bordered his eyes gave indication of many sleepless nights. He gazed into the camera for an instance, then finally uttered a word.
"Vindication" he whispered.
"Vindication will provoke my solace. For it is the purpose, and fight that dwells deep inside of me. I speak with a heavy tongue and strike with a blinding fist." His eyes squinched, as the words flowed once more.
"The hatred I have for men before me is the fuel for my rage in the ring. Dependency is my downfall. Addiction is my normality." Spoke the troubled man.
His final word echoed as he lowered his head once more. He proceeded to rub his left wrist with his miniscule right hand. Seconds later, the figure applied pressure on his wrist, which created an old fashion indian burn. His body trembled as he raised his head once more and began to speak.
"This begins my journey into overwhelming salvation or personal damnation. Which ever is to be; the world will know the name..." He paused to draw tension in the moment.
"Slick" Rick Styles.
A single tear then fell from his dilated pupils. The camera proceeded to distance out as he began to rub his reddened wrist once more.
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Post by mistereddy on Sept 6, 2006 23:08:48 GMT -5
:Sum Guy is backstage & with him is D'Lo Brown:
Sum Guy-I'm Sum Guy & I frequent farms to check out the sheep. I'm with EWT's latest superstar, D'Lo Brown.
D'Lo-You bettah recognize!!!
Sum Guy-Recognize what?
:Just then, Eduardo Ghae walks in.:
Eduardo-Well, well, well..hola amigo. And what do we have the pleasure of your company? Dinner? Movie?
D'Lo-Fool, you bettah recognize!!!
Eduardo-You know, you bobble just like a bobblehead. And I really like bobbleheads....especially the ones that go buzz in the night.
D'Lo-What the hell are you taking about, ya fruityass bastard?
Eduardo-You know something, my ass isn't fruity. It's fine & all, but you see, amigo, I am ready for my EWT debut. And in EWT, I am the future. And you see, I will smack that ass of yours so hard, you will feel like you were riding a bronco bull & fell off. But you should never fall off...no cowboys should fall off. You see, if you fall off, then you're a pretty bad partner. And I hate partners that fall off.
:Eduardo then walks off. D'Lo looks at Sum Guy & Sum Guy looks at D'Lo.:
Sum Guy-I'm just as confused as you.
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Post by Ultimo Chocula on Sept 7, 2006 2:22:32 GMT -5
(As we fade from the last segment the camera cuts to the arena where the WWE's default king music comes over the PA and Jerry Lawler makes his way down to the ramp waving at whoever isn't sick of him yet.)
Lillian: "This next match is a Battle For The Crown and it is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Memphis, TN......Jerry "The King" Lawler!"
(Lawler slowly walks up the steps and enters the ring. He then turns and waves to the crowd again as Lillian introduces Li'l Sunshine in the most unenthusiastic manner possible. In fact you can barely hear her over Lawler's music.)
Lillian: (monotone) "And his opponent, already in the ring.....Ultimo Chocula."
(Already in the ring? Yep. There he is, over in the corner giving the half assed 80's jobber fist pump to no heat whatsoever. Ultimo has indeed fallen down the ladder as he gets no intro music, pyro, pomp, any of that jazz. He didn't even bother to get into his ring gear, instead sporting an old pair of red Adidas sweat pants and some old ring boots he found in the back. UC leans against the buckles and lets out a sigh as he waits for Lawler to stop hogging all the glory, which takes another two or three minutes. Finally the music dies down and Lawler takes off his crown and cape and gives it to the usher at ringside. Lawler grabs the top rope and stretches out, getting ready for the match while on the other side of the ring UC blows a snot. The bell rings and we're off.
Lawler gets into a guarding stance and walks out to the center of the ring as UC lazily wanders up to him and just stands there. Lawler waves for him to come on but UC still just stands there, looking and blinking. Lawler goes over to the ref to try and make UC do something but what the hell can he do? Lawler walks back over to UC and tells him to lock up, which UC doesn't do. Finally after a few minutes of absolutely NOTHING (par for course for a Lawler match, quite honestly) UC wanders over to ringside and asks for the microphone. He grabs it and walks back to center ring and addresses Lawler, who looks on confused.)
UC: "Listen, slappy. In case you haven't noticed, I'm really not into this right now. When you've been shoved as far down the card as I have, you tend to be a tad on the grumpy side. That's why I'm asking you if you just want the stinking Crown and we both call it a day. We both know good and plenty that you'll probably win it anyway. Seeing as how this match is actually important I'm only gonna blow it and lose, right? So I'll just give you the win and the title as King and we both can go on with our sorry, worthless lives. You can go back to that constant slobbering about women's bajoobies that somehow passes as commentating and I'll just go on to job out to *BEEP!*ing Conquistador #2.........or somebody."
(Lawler looks upset and starts to shake his head no. He motions for UC to come on and start the match again but nothing doing.)
UC: "I know. I know that they woke you up extra early at the old folks home for this and they'll give you an extra cup of apple sauce if you win. You're full of piss and vinegar and since you're up and conscious you might as well get the most of it. Yes, I know that. But really, no one cares, life's a joke, none of this matters. So I'm just going to lay on my back, you pin me, and I'll go back to my dressing room to watch the Get Smart marathon and eat my body weight in Chocodiles in hopes I'll forget what an appalling failure I've become. You ready, grandpa?"
(UC lays down on his back in the middle of the ring as the crowd looks on confused. Lawler looks shocked as well and he again asks the ref what's going on. UC looks up from the mat and motions for Lawler to come pin him and lays back down. Lawler shakes his head no and picks UC up so he's standing again. Lawler gets up in UC's grill and starts to let him have it.)
Lawler: "Listen you! We were scheduled to have a match! These people paid good money to see a match! There are millions of viewers at home who want to see a match! And I've been ready all week to have a match! I've never half assed it in my entire career and if you think I'm just going to pin you and get it over with then you've got anoth........."
UC: (interrupting) "How about I show you some boobies on the Toomi Tron instead?"
Lawler: (perking up) "Deal! Oh boy! Puppies! Wahoooooo!!!!"
(Lawler gets bug eyed and has a real creepy smile slapped across his face. He hops up and down and begins to pant. UC looks on with mild annoyance.)
UC: "Jeebus, old timer. Calm down. You make Billy look like the very model of restraint by comparison. It's like you've never seen boobs before. Now then. Knowing about you're obsessive bosom fixation I arranged this show for you . It was going to be a gift from me to you for being the one true king but since the match ain't gonna happen I might as well show you now. Earlier in the evening I convinced a close personal friend of mine to make you a tape of nothing but the jiggling of naked over sized mammories."
(The crowd begins a very loud "Terri!" chant but UC cuts them off.)
UC: "Now now, people. Aren't we forgetting something? Terri isn't my friend anymore. She decided that knowing me was worse than being diagnosed with ovarian cancer. Yes, she said it. It was in the note. So you won't be getting her and neither will I. But that's ok. It's not like I'm heartbroken........or alone..........(starts to get visibly depressed)......or pathetic..........or desperate................gawd, my life sucks..........(suddenly snaps out of it) But I didn't come here to tell you that! No, I came here to give you, Jerry The King, and you the fans, the thrill of watching a gigantic bouncing rack on a gigantic big screen TV! So without any further ado, roll that tape!"
(Everyone in the crowd, along with Lawler, begin to hoot and scream for the movie to start. After a few seconds the movie starts up and up on the screen we see................................
Larry Zybysko with no shirt on, his hairy man boobs front and center. Everyone in the arena begins to retch violently in the aisles. Lawler shields his eyes at the horror that is Larry Z and stumbles around the ring blindly trying to erase the horrible image from his mind's eye. Suddenly UC bounces off the ropes and clocks Lawler right between the eyes with the Crowning Achievement, knocking Lawler out of the ring completely. The video shuts off (thankfully) and the crowd turns to see UC leap over the top rope and wipe Lawler out with the Cannonball Run. UC springs right back up stomps on Lawler a couple times. UC picks up the protective mat around ringside and dumps it off to the side, exposing a big concrete area in the aisle. UC picks up Lawler, puts him the position for a Squid Face, and walks over to the exposed concrete. UC looks around the arena at all the fans who are screaming for him not to do it, but UC just snarls and.............BLAMMO! Lawler goes face first right into the concrete as a sickening pop echoes throughout the arena. Lawler lays motionless on the floor as a puddle of blood begins to form under his head. UC rolls back into the ring and tells the horrified ref to start counting. The ref starts the count up but is more concerned about Lawler's condition. The count reaches 10 and the bell rings. The referee begins to frantically call for EMT's go come to Lawler's aid. Meanwhile UC leans against the buckles with his head resting on his arm, not caring about anything happening around him.)
Lillian: "Here is your winner............and the winner of the crown.........Ultimo Chocula!"
(An usher hands UC Lawler's crown and he looks at it for a moment. UC then tosses it over his shoulder and makes the jack off motion. He leaves the ring and walks over to the EMT's attending Lawler. He peers into the crowd of people to see how bad the damage is and just shrugs.)
UC: "He's just got a broken honker and he passed out. He'll be fine. You people are so excitable, I swear."
(And with that UC wanders back into the dressing room as the crowd throws empty beer cups at him.)
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Post by The Lach is very tired on Sept 7, 2006 7:36:09 GMT -5
Bobby Cruiz: The following contest is scheduled for one fall & it is for the EWT Heavyweight Championship of the World!
*”Like a Virgin” plays & Billy “The Virgin” Ubermark appears, the crowd boos as he make his way to the ring making the belt motion around his waist.*
BC: Introducing first, the challenger, from St. Paul, MN, weighing in at 226 lbs he is a former EWT Tri-State & EWT Tag Champion Billy “The Virgin” Ubermark!
*Billy gets into the ring climbs the turnbuckle making the belt motion around his waist. “Party Starter” plays & the crowd starts to cheer as Spaz appears at the top of the ramp. Spaz looks more focused then usual & he has his game face on. He only pauses to give his shirt to a young fan before he rolls into the ring.*
BC: And his opponent, from Sydney, Australia, weighing in at 216 lbs he is the current EWT Heavyweight Champion of the World he is Spaz!!
*Spaz comes face to face with Billy & the two men stand nose to nose swapping insults. Spaz then back off & extends his hand. Billy looks down & blows a snot rocket into Spaz’s hand. He then turns & laughs. Spaz is visibly angry at this lack of respect. Referee Jim Black has to hold Spaz back from attacking Billy. Spaz composes himself & the ref calls for the bell. The two men circle each other Billy offers a test of strength & Spaz goes to accept but Billy catches him with a cheap shot kick to the midsection. Billy laughs & the crowd boos Billy comes off the ropes & grabs Spaz by the head & plants him with a running Bulldog. He tries a cover.*
1 2 NO!
*Spaz is easily able to kick out. Both men stand & this time they do lock up. Spaz is able to slip out of Billy’s grip & twist Billy’s arm around behind him. He twists his wrist & elbows him in the shoulder blade. Billy drops to his knees & Spaz works him wrist some more. Billy rolls through & sweeps Spaz’s legs out from under him. Spaz is able to keep hold of Billy’s arm however & he is able to pull Billy down with him & he wrenches the wrist some more. He stands & whist holding Billy’s wrist up with one hand he starts to stomp on Billy’s shoulder. Spaz then lets go, he pulls Billy to his feet & he whips him off the ropes, as Billy comes back Spaz uses his momentum to plant him with a Belly To Belly Overhead Suplex. He tries a cover.*
1 2 KICKOUT!
*Billy powers out of the cover. Both men stand & Billy holds his shoulder, moving it trying to get some feeling back into it. Spaz makes the come & get me motion to Billy. Billy charges at Spaz & Spaz uses his momentum to nail another Overhead Belly To Belly Suplex. Spaz stands & grabs Billy’s legs. He tries to lock on a Sydney Cloverleaf but Billy grabs the bottom rope & pulls himself out of the ring. The crowd boos & Billy turns to admonish them. He turns back & is caught by Spaz with a Corkscrew Plancha! Both men are down, Spaz rises slowly & he throws Billy back into the ring he tries a cover.*
1 2 NO!
*Billy kicks out. Spaz pulls Billy up but Billy is able to push Spaz away & level him with a standing Dropkick. Billy stands & shakes the cobwebs out of his head. He then goes on the attack. He picks Spaz up & whips him into the corner. He runs over & climbs up the turnbuckle he then spins off planting Spaz with a Tornado DDT. He hooks the leg.*
1 2 ROPEBREAK!!
*Spaz gets his foot up on the ropes. Billy stands & slides out of the ring. He grabs Spaz’s leg & smashes it into the ring post. Spaz screams in pain as Billy rolls back in he drags Spaz to the centre of the ring & he locks on a Figure Four Leg Lock. The crowd woooo’s but they boo as Billy applies pressure. Spaz is screaming in pain the ref gets down to check if Spaz wants to quit & he doesn’t see Billy using the ropes for leverage. Spaz screams but he doesn’t give up. The crowd rally Spaz & he is able to turn over & reverse the pressure but Billy quickly reaches out & grabs the ropes again, forcing Spaz to break the hold. Both men are slow to stand, they trade punches Spaz charges at Billy but Billy ducks & backdrops Spaz over the top rope to the arena floor. The crowd boos as Billy pats himself on the back. Billy climbs the turnbuckle & waits foe Spaz to stand. When he does Billy leaps off & nails a Hurricanrana! Spaz flies into the barrier. Billy stands slowly & rolls back into the ring, he salutes the crowd. He then gets out & throws Spaz back into the ring. He makes a cover.*
1 2 KICKOUT!!
*Spaz is able to get out of the cover just in time. Billy pulls Spaz up & nails him with a Snap Suplex. He then grabs Spaz’s legs & looks to lock on a submission move. Spaz kicks him away. Billy bounces off the ropes & Spaz rolls him up.*
1 2 NO!!
*Billy is able to break free. Both men stay down for a little while before returning to a Vertical Base. They trade shots again until Billy grabs Spaz’s arm & whips him into the ropes, he bounces back & Billy nails him with a Dropkick. Spaz hits the mat hard & Billy waists no time going to the top rope. He leaps off looking for a Frog Splash but Spaz has it scouted & he gets his knees up. Billy screams in agony as Spaz stands & pulls Billy to his feet. Spaz nails him with a Vertical Suplex, Spaz swivels his hips & nails a second, followed by a third. He then stands & points to the heavens he then goes to the top turnbuckle & leaps off nailing Billy with his version of the Frog Splash. Spaz hooks the leg.*
1 2 ROPEBREAK!!
*Billy is close enough to get his foot up on the rope! Spaz thought he had him that time. Both man stand & Billy grabs Spaz’s arm he whips him into the ropes & drops him with a clothesline. Billy stalks Spaz as he gets to his feet. Billy grabs Spaz & looks like he is about to hit a Virgin Sacrifice but then the lights go out! Sounds are heard coming from the ring & when the lights come back on both men & the referee are down & a chair is lying in the ring. A camera man climbs in to the ring & we zoom in on the chair. A message is scribbled on it: THE TIDE WILL TURN SPAZ*
CUT TO COMMERCIAL
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Post by HMARK Center on Sept 7, 2006 13:50:20 GMT -5
<Gary Michael Cappetta is backstage with the PR. Mox is admiring his belt on his shoulder, and Auraelia seems to be reading over something, while HMark is standing back with his aviators on.>
GMC: Hey EWT fans, what an ending to the World Title match! Doesn't take much to guess who might've been behind that! But presently, I stand here with the EWT Tag Team Champions, the Prophecy Reborn. HMark, Moxie, I hear you have some...business matters to discuss?
Moxie: You got that right. First things first: Rated X...not too bad, boys, but I'm sure you're not satisfied with a draw ending.
Well, <chuckles>, to be perfectly frank, neither are we! See, boys, you're looking at two of the best straight-up wrestlers on God's green Earth. You're looking at a team that fears NO ONE, and is outmatched by NO ONE.
So, when the champs find themselves retaining via a draw...it doesn't always sit too well in our stomachs. So, we'll be fair: after missing out at Crapamania, and then this ending, we think you guys have earned yourselves a chance on a bigger stage. No promises, but, if things go our way, once we're done beating the smiles out of the Sunshine Squad, then we're gonna turn our attention back to you, Chad and Bolt. If you guys are still pissed off, and honestly think you can take us...well, we got nothing lined up for the next PPV. Stay in touch, guys.
Oh, and <turns towards Auraelia> speaking of the best wrestlers in the world, Auraelia, would you do the honors?
Auraelia: With pleasure. <steps forward, holding a leather-bound folder, which she opens; inside are a few sheets, which she reads off of> Hang on, let me try to get through the legal crap here.
'Insofar as yadda yadda yadda...all rights and broadcasting options blah blah blah...5% cut of the gate profits etc. etc. etc...'
Ah! Here we go!
'SIGNED as of September 7th, the Extreme Wrestlecrap Threaderation Tag Team Champions, HITMANMARK and MOXIE, do hereby accept the challenge of any team undersigned for a title defense in the coming weeks, as part of the Pro Wrestling MOSES Kawaii Tour 2006.'
GMC: So, what are you guys saying?
Auraelia: In layman's terms...<smiles> we're going to Japan. The boys here have decided to finally go through with making the EWT Tag Titles into the EWT WORLD Tag Team Titles, and we've got ourselves an opening with Pro Wrestling MOSES.
GMC: So we're talking an open challenge, from any team within MOSES?
Auraelia: That's right. And all we need to finalize things is Toom E.'s signature, signing off on it and setting everything straight.
GMC: Wow, that is amazing news! HMark, any comments?
HMark: <steps up, removes aviators> Yeah, a few.
Speaking of Toom E. ...I'm beginning to wonder what's gotten into our resident mad scientist.
Toom, I don't know what Spaz or Mike Ragnal did to set you off, or what your designs seem to be for the World and Tri-State titles, but I want to set the record straight before anything starts over the Tag Titles. You and I have made a LOT of money for each other over the years, Toom. Without HitmanMark, there is no EWT as we know it. Without Toom E., there is no HitmanMark as we know him. You know I helped carry this company through the tough times, and you know I've been one of the standard bearers for as long as either of us care to remember...
...But don't bring this evil boss act to us. Not now. We're not going through with this title defense in Japan for anyone's sake but our own, and the sake of the titles themselves.
I've always been a straight-shooter with you, boss, and-
Moxie: <puts an arm in front of HMark's chest> That's enough.
HMark: <not looking pleased> You agreed before.
Moxie: Not. Here.
Auraelia: <gently grabs HMark's arm> He's right. It's not our battle...no need for pre-emption.
Moxie: Exactly. We're perfectly capable of taking care of anything that gets thrown in front of us. Don't draw their fire now.
HMark: <pauses> ...Fine. I just hope you're both right.
<the trio walks off, the mood somewhat somber>
GMC: Clearly, these are strange days in the EWT. But, you heard it here first! Prophecy Reborn, now lined up for three HUGE Tag Title defenses in the very near future, against the Sunshine Squad, Rated X, and an unknown opposing team from Japan! Will we soon see the debut of the World Tag Team titles? Time will tell, stay tuned!
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Post by ape on Sept 7, 2006 14:21:12 GMT -5
*what sounds like a scratched-up sesame street record plays in the background as the camera fades onto rosebud and ape in a meat locker. ape is sitting in a wheelchair and rosebud is only a foot or so away, sitting on the ground, trying to make a snowman out of the frost shavings that cover the ground. ape gently pets rosebud's head and begins to speak.*
you know....hehe.....people have been wondering.....wondering where this affection came from inside my heart....hehe the ability to care for another human being....hehe...without feeling the need to maim them as well....hehe....rosebud is like a son to me....
*rosebud looks up at ape and ape smiles down at rosebud.*
just look at him.....how adorable the little guy is....he'd never want to hurt anybody......hehe he wouldn't wanna hurt a fly.....
*ape pulls out a snowglobe and hands it to rosebud, who immediately shakes it and watches the snow fall down with glee.*
....yet...hehe...he does......he does hurt people....hehe.....he cripples people.....hehe you can't fight human nature, friends...hehe......it's in our nature to hurt one another....in our nature to make each other bleed....to make each other suffer.....hehe and with the suffering that rosebud's gone through....the damage it's done to his mind.....it just makes his mind that much more primitive...hehe.....
*ape looks down at rosebud and nods. rosebud's head begins to shake. he lets out a scratchy scream and crushes the snowglobe with his hands. glass shards get embedded in rosebud's hands, and he begins to bleed rather heavily. ape grab's rosebud's hands and scrapes them upon his own face, cutting his own face up and getting rosebud's blood in his wounds. rosebud begins to whimper like a small child, and ape grab's rosebud's head and hugs him, gently petting his skull.*
....shhhhh.....there, there......hehe.....everything's gonna be alright.....do you feel this pain?.....the ewt roster caused it....yeah......but i'll protect you, rosebud.....together we'll end your suffering.....we'll end it....we'll end it by beginning theirs....
*rosebud begins to cry and he stands up and sits down on ape's lap, wrapping one arm around ape's neck. he begins to suck his thumb through the ski mask. ape quietly begins to hum along to the record playing in the background. after a few moments, the record begins to skip...it continues to do so as the camera slowly fades to black.*
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Post by Rick Raskall on Sept 7, 2006 14:48:55 GMT -5
"Lean" Gene Cummerbund is, once again, looking for Sexy Dynamo.
Lean Gene: Where is he now? I'm getting pretty tired of this!
Lean Gene hears noises coming from a nearby janitor's closet. He approaches the door slowly, and grabs the handle. He then pulls the door open to see Sexy Dynamo and Terri Runnels in a passionate embrace. Terri is only wearing a towel around her.
Lean Gene: Sexy Dynamo! What on earth...
Sexy Dynamo is startled.
Sexy Dynamo: Mr. Lean Gene, I truly grow impatient with your interrupting of my activities. You see, I find Miss Terri all alone, she tells me sad story of a nasty man who made her unhappy, Chocolate Umbrella Man or something, and I comfort her. But as you know, no woman can resist the sexy. So here you find me. Now, if you will excuse me, I must return to...como se dice, the bang diddy-bang diddy-bang. Good day to you.
Sexy Dynamo attempts to close the door, but Lean Gene sticks his foot in the door. Sexy Dynamo slams the door on his foot anyway.
Lean Gene: OWWWWWW!!!!
Sexy Dynamo: Oh Mister Lean Gene, you interrupt me again. What is it with the noise and screaming and whatnot? I am trying to...
Lean Gene: You slammed the door on my foot! Geez...
Sexy Dynamo: Well, so sorry Mister Lean Gene. Take this.
Sexy Dynamo finds a first aid kit in the closet and pulls out a cold compress. He tosses it to Lean Gene.
Lean Gene: No, you don't understand! You have a match with Eddie Omega tonight!
Sexy Dynamo: Ah yes, the Eddie Omega fellow. I regrettably have no time for such an endeavor, as I am still currently in the middle of sexy time. Good day to you.
Lean Gene: Dammit Dynamo! Toomi has made the decision that if you don't wrestle this week, you will be FIRED!
Sexy Dynamo: Wait, "fired", you say? He cannot do such a thing! I bring the sexy to EWT! If not for me, you will be stuck with paintyface sissy-voiced little boys that CLAIM to bring the sexy. But such people do not bring the sexy. I bring the sexy. I am bringing the sexy BACK-KAH, if you will. But still, I am in no condition to do the wrestle thing tonight. For you see, there have been many women before Miss Runnels, and I only speak of this afternoon, you see. Now is a time to rest.
Lean Gene: Suit yourself, then. I'll go tell Toomi that you want to get fired.
Sexy Dynamo: Oh no no, you must not tell him this. Fine, I go now. But when I grow weary in the ring, because Mister Toomi makes me wrestle after too much of the sexy, I hold him...como se dice, liable for all damages. And by damages, I mean all the lovely ladies who will be crying and weeping with the sadness, because their sexy savior has left them. I hope you feel good about yourself, Mister Toomi.
Sexy Dynamo turns to Terri.
Sexy Dynamo: I must be off. Do not forget the sexy. Adios, my flower.
Sexy Dynamo kisses her on the hand, and leaves.
Terri: Dynamo, come back!
Lean Gene leers at her a bit.
Lean Gene: Umm...heh. God evening, Miss Runnels.
Terri: Ugh!
Terri gives Lean Gene a disgusted look and runs out of the closet.
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Post by Toom E. Guci on Sept 7, 2006 19:20:20 GMT -5
*Toom E Dangerously is walking backstage with a piece of paper in his hand, reading it.*
Hmmm...Japan, Japan, Japan. I wonder, what should I do?
*Just then, he bumps into Spaz.*
Well, well, well Spaz...so nice to see you still wearing the championship belt after cheating against Mr. Ubermark. Such a shame you had to cheat to win, thinking your Eddie Guerrero. Remember Spaz, there is only one Eddie Guerrero & you're not him, no matter how hard you tried.
But Spaz, I have decided that you deserve another high quality main event match for pay per view. You see, that belt you hold over your shoulders will be perfect hanging above a ring. And my, my, my...lookie what's behind you....a ladder. A ladder would play perfect in this scenario.
Now Spaz, I know what you're thinking..."Oh gee boss, a ladder match. How original." I sense your sarcasm. And that is why on Sunday, September 24th, 2006... The Skies the Limit in EWT as you will defend the EWT Championship in a Ladder Match. But this isn't your ordinary Ladder Match Spaz.
This is a 2 Out of 3 Retrieval Ladder Match...meaning, the only way to win is to retrieve the championship belt not once, but twice. And I guarantee you Spaz, this is something wrestling fans have never EVER seen before.
Now, if you'll excuse me...I have an important decision to make.
*Toom E walks away as Spaz looks on, a look of disgust in his face when Toom E finally makes his decision & hands the paper off to an intern.*
I believe I will have the Crab Roll Sushi.
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Post by vivian on Sept 7, 2006 22:30:28 GMT -5
Sal and Hal... and Vivian are all seen watching the monitor backstage, the tag team looking at each other a few times as Vivian smiles... a bit less happy than usual it seems.
Vivian: OK boys... this is the opportunity we've been waiting for. You stormed through every other team in the EWT Tag Division to get here and this week, you will become the AWESOMERIFIC Tag Team Champions!
Sal and Hal look at each other and cheer.
Sal: Woo... I'm gonna hang my belt up on the refrigerator!
Hal: ... I'm gonna put mine above the fireplace!
Vivian looks at them.
Vivian: Now now... don't get excited. You haven't won yet boys... but don't worry, once we get those belt off those silly Reborn Prophecies... we'll be on top of the EWT division... and then it will be up nothing but puppies and rainbows from there!
Sal: But I'm allergic to puppi...
Vivian smacks Sal aside the head.
Vivian: Ok fine... Kittens...
Hal: But I'm allergic to those...
Vivian starts to get a bit peeved.
Vivian: WHO GIVES A FLYING luv you...
She quickly covers her mouth in surprise.
Vivian: Whoopsie... looks like that's a five dollar bill in the swear jar for me.
Sal and Hal look at each other, than at their leader.
Sal: Somethin wrong Doctor?
Hal: It's that creepy old lady Mystery isn't it?
Vivian looks at Hal... then nods.
Vivian: Yeah... she was just... so mean at Crapmania. Smacking me in the back of the head like that... but don't worry cause I'll take care of her soon enough. You guys just focus on the tag titles... and I'll focus on Mrs Icy Pants this week.
The Squad nods rather obediently as Vivian smiles, skipping out of the room. The two look at each other.
Sal: So... what ya wanna do Hal?
Hal: ... Let's play Monopoly Junior!
Sal's eyes light up.
Sal: Super Keen! I got dibs on the Blue Piece!
The two run off as the camera pans over to Vivian, glaring at a picture of Mystery that has been tacked onto the wall.
Fade to commercial.
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Post by #Classic Hi-Definition X on Sept 8, 2006 9:14:54 GMT -5
*We see HBH and Cherry walking backstage when Sum Guy*
SG: Excuse me Bret, but have you been able to find a partner for your match against The Ragnals this week?
HBH: As a matter of fact, yes, I have found a partner.
SG: Well, do you mind telling me who he is?
HBH: And ruin the surprise? Uh uh. You're gonna have to wait just like everybody else.
*HBH and Cherry then walk off as we cut to the next segment*
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Post by Koda, Master Crunchyroller on Sept 8, 2006 15:21:42 GMT -5
*We come back from commercial to see Rock Lee and Maito Gai backstage.*
Gai: I'm impressed by your debut match in the EWT, Lee, but that will not be enough to keep that belt much longer.
Lee: I know......
Gai: I got a match coming up next....I want you to watch it to see how it should be done.
Lee: Yes, sensei!
Gai: And after the match.....we'll walk 50 laps around the building.....on only two fingers!
Lee: Yes!
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Post by Mystery on Sept 8, 2006 15:57:59 GMT -5
Announcer: This next contest is scheduled for one fall. Coming to the ring at this time is that femme fatale, Mystery.
*Mystery comes to the ring, where she crawls under the ropes. There's something different about her, as she cowers in the corner. She has something in her hand, as she sits down & starts rocking in the corner. It's a big, yellow lollipop. Mystery starts licking the lollipop through her mask.*
Announcer: And her opponent in this contest is Lita!!!
*Lita comes running to the ring & slides under the bottom rope. Lita gets to her feet & looks at Mystery eating her lollipop. Lita gets on the ropes & enjoys the cheers of the fans & jumps back down to the ring. The bell sounds, as Lita looks confused at Mystery. Mystery continues to work on her lollipop. Lita looks at the referee & he shrugs his shoulders. Lita walks over to Mystery, as Mystery puts her lollipop down. Mystery then rolls out of the ring for some reason. Mystery starts back up the entryway, as Lita continues to stand in the ring. The referee starts to count after a minute.*
*Lita gets on the ropes & plays to the crowd, unknown that Mystery has now run back to the ring. Mystery grabs her lollipop & as Lita turns around, Mystery smashes the lollipop over her head. Mystery lifts up Lita & throws her into the ropes. Lita ducks a clothesline. As Lita bounces off the ropes, she nails a highcross bodyblock. Lita gets to her feet & nails a spinning legdrop. Lita grabs Mystery & hits a snap suplex on her. Lita goes for a cover, but Mystery manages a kickout. Lita gets to her feet, but Mystery nails a knee to the midsection. Mystery throws a punch to little & scoops her up in a bodyslam. Mystery drops an elbow on Lita. Mystery goes for a cover, but Lita gets the shoulder up at one. Mystery pulls Lita up by the hair & hits a hair toss into the corner. Mystery runs at Lita, but Lita manages to roll out of the ring. Mystery nails her knee into the turnbuckle.*
*Lita grabs Mystery's leg & drags her down. Lita pulls Mystery into a Wishbone on the ringpost. Lita then runs the leg into the ringpost. Lita hits a standing dropkick to the leg now. Mystery starts screaming in pain. Lita gets in the ring, where she nails a baseball slide to Mystery, sending Mystery outside the ring. Lita climbs onto the ring apron, where she now drops an elbow to the leg of Mystery. Lita starts kicking at the leg of Mystery, as she grabs Mystery again & throws her back into the ring. Lita grabs the injured leg & spins around to set up a figure four. Mystery manages to kick out, using her good leg. Mystery rolls to the ropes, as Lita charges at her. As Mystery gets to her feet, Lita spears Mystery & the two crash through the ropes to the outside floor. Lita gets to her feet & picks up Mystery into a DDT. Mystery manages to escape the hold by ramming Lita's back into the ringpost. Mystery grabs Lita by the hair & smashes it into the ringpost. Mystery grabs Lita & nails a double arm hook DDT onto the outside. Mystery scoops up Lita & bodyslams her onto the Butch Announce Table. Mystery grabs a TV monitor & tosses it to the ground. Mystery kicks at the Butch Annouce Team & the 2 women scatter. Mystery lifts up Lita into a piledriver & piledrives her through the Butch Announce Table. Both Lita & Mystery writhe in pain.*
*Mystery gets to her feet & staggers a bit due to the injury sustained to her leg. Mystery grabs Lita & limps back to the ring, throwing Lita into the ring. Mystery gets in the ring when suddenly Dr. Vivian Anemone rushes down to the ring. The referee starts to shove her to keep her from getting involved. As the referee is blocking Vivian, the Sunshine Squad rushes into the ring, grabs Mystery, & apply the Group Hug on her. After Mystery goes limp, they release the hold & rush out of the ring, heading towards the back. Lita staggers to her feet, where she sees Mystery down & out. Lita gets to the top rope, where she leaps off with a moonsault, & goes for the cover. The referee counts 1-2-3 & awards the victory to Lita. As Lita celebrates, she's nailed by Vivian with a chairshot. Vivian then nails Mystery with the chair to the leg multiple times & drops the chair down on her leg. Vivian smashes the chair with her foot & walks out of the ring, as the Sunshine Squad reemerge & they all hug & head to the back.*
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Post by Koda, Master Crunchyroller on Sept 8, 2006 16:27:31 GMT -5
*We come back from commercial with Gai and Jason Sleezebot in the ring*
The ref rings the bell.
Gai kicks Jason into the air and hits him with a Ura Renge. Gai goes for a pin.
One.....Two.......Three!
Gai and Lee go backstage.
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Post by Ragnal on Sept 8, 2006 18:29:54 GMT -5
*High Voltage plays over the PA as the fans begin to cheer for the oncoming match. Mike Ragnal is first to come out, sporting the Tri-State title around his waist, his arms raised up high. Joe is next to follow, wearing his green trenchcoat and sunglasses.*
LILLIAN: The following is a Hardcore rules tag team match, and it is for the Tri-State Championship! Making their way first, from “The Electric City” of Scranton, PA, the Innovator of FUN, Joe Ragnal, and the current Tri-State champion, the Master of Elemental Disaster, Mike Ragnal…the RAGNALS!
*As Mike and Joe enter the ring, they stand on opposing turnbuckles and raise their arms up to the crowd’s cheers. As they step off the turnbuckles, the music fades, and they stare at the Titantron, awaiting their opponents. Shortly, Sexy Guy begins to play, and out comes HBH, a big grin on his face, and Cherry following behind. He stands atop the ramp, arms cross with Cherry’s arms wrapped around him.Bret’s music suddenly switches to…
”Keep on Liftin” by DJ Naguero?!*
*The crowd is in complete disapproval of this, as Ratings walks out, a huge smile on his face. He walks down to the ring, with HBH and Cherry following behind him. Ratings slides into the ring, and immediately the Ragnals charge him, only to be met by a double clothesline from Ratings himself. Ratings picks Joe up off the floor, and carries him to the ring, where he slams Joe’s head into the turnbuckle several times. He tosses Joe into the turnbuckle, and chops across his chest. Ratings whips Joe out of the corner and into the ropes, and clotheslines Joe over them, also sending himself down for the ride. HBH, meanwhile, has Mike set up in a Tree of Woe stance in a corner, and proceeds to kick at Mike’s midsection until Mike falls off the turnbuckle. Bret picks Mike up and whips him into the ropes, but Mike ducks under Bret and dropkicks him in the back. With Bret in a sitdown position, Mike runs at Bret at hits an enziguri to the back of the head. Mike looks for a pin.*
1!
2!
*Bret kicks out. Mike kicks at Bret a few times, then drops an elbow to the chest, then get on the outside, looking under the ring for a weapon. As he looks, Ratings and Joe brawl over to where Mike is, and he finally selects a chair from under the ring. With Ratings’ back to him, Mike uses the opportunity to THROW IT INTO HIS BACK! Joe gives Mike a thumbs up, then picks Ratings up for a Fisherman’s suplex to the ground. Joe stands back up and tosses Ratings back into the ring, his legs just outside on the apron. Joe grabs a steel chair and raises it up to smash on Ratings’ legs, but Bret attacks from behind and takes Joe’s chair from him, tossing it to the side. Bret grabs Joe’s head and slams it hard into the ring’s apron. He goes for another one, but gets SMASHED in the back by a steel chair, courtesy of Mike Ragnal! Mike sets the chair on the ground, grabs Bret, and hits a Russian Leg Sweep ON THE CHAIR! Mike goes to pin.*
1!
2!
*Bret kicks out once more. Mike mounts himself on top of Bret and punches him furiously, while back in the ring, Ratings is getting Joe into the ring. Ratings stands over Joe, and smacks him in the back of the head. Ratings runs to the ropes, bounces off, and PUNTS Joe in the back! The crowd writhes in hearing the loud kick, and Joe is grabbing his back, writhing in pain. Ratings picks Joe up and hoists him onto his shoulder, and nails a running body slam ONTO THE RINGPOST, putting Joe in a painful Tree of Woe. Ratings holds his foot to Joe’s throat against the bottom turnbuckle, choking him. He keeps at it for a matter of seconds before Mike grabs him from behind and lands an enziguri to his head. Mike helps Joe off the turnbuckles, and points out Ratings in the middle of the ring. Joe, after regaining himself, grabs a chair from the outside. He gets back in the ring and goes to the top turnbuckle. Joe leaps off, placing the chair under his legs, and nails a LEGDROP! Ratings flops around in pain, and Mike runs to the ropes for a Lionsault…CHERRY GRABS MIKE’S LEG IN MIDAIR! Mike drops onto the canvas, failing to hit the Lionsault! Mike cries out in shear pain afterwards, grabbing the leg Cherry pulled on. Bret, getting up from the punches Mike layed on him earlier, grabs Mike’s leg and pulls it out on the apron…and SLAMS IT INTO THE CANVAS! Mike’s cries go even louder, and Bret looks to do it again…until JOE LEAPS OVER WITH A SPINNING SENTON! Joe takes down Bret AND Cherry, and after recovering from his own attack, covers Bret.*
1! 2!
*Bret kicks out AGAIN! As Joe tries to stand, the action goes back inside the ring, where Ratings has dragged Mike to the center. He takes the leg Cherry pulled earlier…AND PUTS IT IN A HALF BOSTON CRAB! The crowd boos Ratings while Mike is in sheer pain, clawing at the apron to get to the ropes. Ratings, upon realizing what Mike’s trying to do, drags him into the center of the ring. With the pain his leg is taking, Mike looks ready to tap…until JOE SLAMS A TRASH CAN ON RATINGS’ HEAD! Ratings lets go as Mike grabs his leg and rolls outside to rest his leg. Joe picks Ratings up and whips him into the ropes, and the nails a Drop-Toe Hold ONTO THE CAN! Joe goes for the pin.*
1! 2!
*And Bret slides on top of Joe, breaking the pin. Bret pulls Joe off of Ratings and throws a few fists into his face, then whips him into the ropes. Bret looks for a dropkick, but Joe holds himself onto the ropes, and Bret falls to the canvas. Joe runs at Bret before he can stand, and nails a dropkick to Bret’s chest. Joe runs to the ropes again, leaps off, and looks for a Lionsault, but Bret rolls out of the way, and Joe is able to land on his feet. With Bret charging at him, Joe simply knees him in the gut, and puts him in a headlock. Joe looks to be going for the Windfall, but he sees Ratings getting up, and lets go of Bret. Joe goes over to Ratings and looks to get him into the Windfall, but Ratings shoves Joe away and nails a GAMENIRI TO JOE’S HEAD! Ratings tries for a pin.*
1! 2!
*Nope. Joe’s able to kick out. Ratings calls for Bret to come over, and they both whip Joe into a corner, and then stat to stomp on him. Bret calls for Cherry to grab a chair, and she grabs one off the timekeeper. She hands it over to Bret, and he places it in the center of the ring. Bret and Ratings hoist Joe up into the air…and nail a DOUBLE SUPLEX TO THE CHAIR! Feeling that this match is his, Bret walks to a corner and begins to stomp his foot on the canvas. Joe starts to stand up, and just as Bret is ready to hit his Sweet Chin Muzak, MIKE PULLS BRET OUT OF THE RING! Mike pummels Bret several times, and finally hits him down with a gutwrench DDT. As this goes on, however, Joe is finally back on his feet, but Ratings HITS THE FINALE ON TOP OF THE GARBAGE CAN! Ratings goes to pin.*
1! 2!
NO!
*Joe had enough in him to kick out! Ratings, upset by this, grabs the steel chair and raises it over his head to smash Joe, but Mike grabs it out of his hands. Ratings turns to see who took the chair, and seeing Mike, he immediately demands the chair back. Mike just shrugs, tosses the chair to him, which he catches…VAN TERMINATOR! With Ratings out like a light, Mike climbs the ropes in hopes of the High Voltage…but CHERRY KNOCKS HIS LEG OFF THE ROPES! MIKE GROINS HIMSELF ON THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! Mike sits there, thinking this night can’t get any worse, and Bret climbs on top with what little strength he still has, and takes Mike off with a superplex! Bret handstands himself back up, and the crowd boos him. Bret climbs the top rope, possibly for an elbow drop, but Joe comes out of nowhere and SMASHES THE STEEL CHAIR INTO BRET’S FACE! Momentarily dazed, Joe grabs Bret’s head and hits a DIAMOND CUTTER! Bret lands on the canvas, and Joe climbs to the top rope, but Cherry grabs his leg as he does so. Joe’s able to kick Cherry off his leg, and shoves her off the apron to the ground. Meanwhile, Joe can see out the corner of his eye somebody’s getting to his feet, so he leaps off with the chair in hand…AND DROPKICKS IT INTO MIKE! Joe realizes his mistake and looks shocked! Bret, meanwhile, just got to his feet, and he picks Joe up and tosses him to the outside. Bret picks Mike up off the canvas and whips him into the ropes, and follows up with SWEET CHIN MUZAK! Bret goes to pin!*
1! 2!
3!
DING DING DING!
LILLIAN: Here is your winner, and NEW…EWT Tri-State Champion…BRET! MICHAELS!
*Bret immediately rolls out of the ring, the ref following after him with the Tri-State belt. The ref hands it to Bret and raises his arm in victory, while the fans boo the turn of events as Sexy Guy plays over the PA system. Joe gets into the ring to check on his brother, who’s just coming to. Mike looks at Joe and asks what happened, and Joe explains. Afterwards, Mike stares at the Titantron, pissed at what just occurred.*
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Post by #Classic Hi-Definition X on Sept 8, 2006 18:52:27 GMT -5
*Cut to backstage where HBH is walking to his dressing room with Cherry*
HBH: Finally, at long last, justice has been served, for the Tri-State title is right back where it belongs!
Cherry: Right around that gorgeous waist of yours.
HBH: Exactly.
*HBH and Cherry then share a kiss. They get to their dressing room where Toom E Dangerously is waiting*
Toom: I suppose a congratulations is in order. Job well done, Bret.
HBH: Thank you sir.
*Toom E then pops open a champagne bottle*
Toom: Would either of you be interested in some champagne?
HBH: Oh, absolutely.
Cherry: Sure.
*Toom E pours the champagne into 3 glasses. They each take a drink, laughing and celebrating HBH's title win*
*Cut to a commercial*
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Post by Moxie loves Natalie on Sept 8, 2006 20:23:04 GMT -5
<Moxie is standing in front of the EWT Logo, as the cameras fade in from commercial. He is looking down, and slowly looks up>
Moxie: This week, your tag-team champions do more than make amends on the promises we have kept. We defeated Rated X, and we're going global.
<Moxie nods for a few cheers from the crowd>
Moxie: But don't think we're stopping there. Also this week, my listeners, the Prophecy Reborn is going against... "The Sunshine Squad"
<Rampant Boos echo throughout the arena>
Moxie: Young up and comers... blue chippers... just other words for Novices... Neophyte.... Newbie.... Loser.
<Moxie pauses>
Moxie: You better say your prayers Sunshine Squad. Cause there's a grey cloud coming your way. That's me. Wear your yellow raincoats and your little booties. Cause this week, The Skies the Limit, and I'm going to make the skies rain blood.
<Fade out>
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