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Post by Joel, Mike, Currently...? on May 23, 2006 20:29:56 GMT -5
Joel and Mike slink to the backstage area. Keiko follows them, saddened at their sad state.
Mike: We suck.
Joel: We blow.
Mike: We suck and blow.
Goldust approaches.
Mike: Not in that way, weirdo.
Goldust walks off, now catching the sadness.
Joel: Oh great, now I'm getting your "The Nyrds are failing!" depression. I hate that depression!
Mike: GAAAAAAAAAH!
Mike begins banging his head on a table.
Joel: Mike, this won't stand. We need to take vengeance. But how. HOW?
Keiko taps them both on the shoulder, and points to a monitor, showing an advert for the coming [red]Kingdom of Hurt[/red] PPV.
Joel: ...THAT'S IT!
Mike: Keiko is a genius!
Keiko: Domo.
Joel: SUNSHINE SQUAD! If you can hear us, provided you've turned down your Best of Barney Collection...
Joel and Mike snicker as Keiko rolls her eyes.
Joel: Listen up! We don't take kindly to the fact that you...hugged us.
Mike: Yeah, I'm not THAT desperate, man!
Joel: So, we've decided that we're going to do something about it. Keiko...
Keiko: We gan'...kick you ass!
Joel: At Kingdom of Hurt, you'd better be ready, because you won't be happy, knowing it, or clapping your hands after we're done with you!
Joel walks off, and Keiko follows. Mike begins to walk away, but then runs up to the camera and shakes it.
Mike: YEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAA BOIIIIIIIIIIII!
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Post by Gasoline: Gen. Tech Member on May 23, 2006 21:39:58 GMT -5
*We're now backstage with Gasoline and Hoss Matthews*
Hoss: I'm being joined right now by none other than "Big Daddy" Gasoline. Gas, in just a little while you and Limey will be facing Ultimo Chocula and Billy Ubermark, otherwise known as The Handsome Boy Modeling School, for the tag team championship. Now we all know you and Limey are no strangers to tag team gold.
Gas: That's right Hoss. I've held those titles twice, but it's been a long time, over a year to be exact, since then. And we already know the story with Limey. When he held the tag team championship he defended it to the best of his abilities, despite the partner that he had. So now the time has come once again, with the target being that of HBMS. You guys may be a bunch of pretty boys, but that's not going to be enough to overcome the former EWT Heavyweight Champion and the Gas-powered monster. When we get done with you, those tag team belts will be coming home to Generation Tech. So don't be suprised when Gas Power GIVES...
YOU...
LIMES!!!
*Gasoline walks off as we cut to the next segment*
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Post by pta on May 23, 2006 22:10:41 GMT -5
I'll Show You... You'll See!!!
Stevie Richards music blasts out as he heads down to the ring, without A-Bomb.
Announcer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Approaching the ring, now residing in Enfield, Connecticut, weighing in at 220 pounds... Stevie Richards!
Stevie gets a decent reaction from the crowd as he climbs into the ring. He looks around when suddenly, generic heavy metal music starts up as the crowd boos... Canceler heads out.
Announcer: And introducing the opponent, from Russia, weighing in at 515 pounds... he is a member of the P.T.A.... The Canceler!!!
Canceler heads down, looking in as sour of a mood as ever. He steps into the ring, looking down at Richards.
The bell rings and Richards starts things off, hitting a few stiff punches to Canceler's chest... no effect. Canceler growls and shoves him hard, knocking him on his back. Richards groans, getting back to his feet and looking angry, charging forward, only to get grabbed in mid run, hoisted up high and brought down for a HUGE pendulum backbreaker. Richards hits the mat hard... groaning and rolling around in pain. Canceler backs up, bouncing off the ropes and hitting a colossal leg drop to the throat! Richards grasps it in pain... as Canceler slowly rises back up, reaching down and wrapping a hand around the throat of Richards... hoisting him high, wrapping the second hand around as well... choking the life out of Richards, who flails in agony.
Eventually he sits Richards on the turnbuckle, climbing up top and setting him up for the Super ISD!!! However, Richards fights back... wriggling his way out of Canceler's grasp and dropping to the mat, clutching his sore neck. As he looks up, Canceler turns around, leaping off with a DOUBLE AX HANDLE, but Richards rolls out of harms way just in time! Canceler can't believe it! He argues with the referee... when... a roll up by Richards!!! 1...2....3!!!
Oh my god, a huge upset by Richards!!!
Announcer; Here is your winner... Stevie Richards!
Richards can't believe it and leaps up to his feet, celebrating, only to get spun around, kicked in the gut and laid out with an ISD! The crowd boos as Canceler sits up, getting to his feet and exiting the ring... not very happy with this loss obviously.
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Limey
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Post by Limey on May 24, 2006 1:13:06 GMT -5
*The bell rings as Tony Chimel stands in the ring, microphone in hand.*
Chimel: The following contest, scheduled for one-fall, is for the EWT TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS!!! Introducing first, THE CHALLENGERS…
*The crowd pop in anticipation, and chant “Gen Tech” while they await the entrance of Generation Tech.*
#REACH OUT AND TOUCH FAITH!
*”Personal Jesus” hits, and the entranceway fills with clouds of dry ice. Gasoline and Limey make their way out to a huge pop! Limey and Gas throw up the horns as pyro shoots out high over the Toomi-Tron. Limey and Gas then make their way to the ring, slapping the hands of many a fan as they go.*
Chimel: From Liverpool, England and Buffalo, New York respectively, at a total combined weight of 533 pounds, representing Generation Tech…LIMEY…and “BIG DADDY”, GASOLINE!!!!
*Limey and Gas make their way to the ring, with Limey sliding in and Gas hopping up to the apron. Limey climbs the turnbuckle and throws up the horns once more as Gas turns on the apron, and leans back, arms aloft, appealing to the massive pops from the crowd.*
*”Look at this Face” hits, and golden confetti falls from the rafters. The crowd give the HBMS a large amount of heat as Billy Ubermark and Ultimo Chocula make their way out, in matching gold tights, holding Moniqua on their shoulders. Moniqua has both championships around her waist, and is cradling Fru-Fru smugly.*
Chimel: Aaaand their opponents, from St. Paul, Minnesota and Portland, Oregon…being accompanied to the ring by Moniqua and Fru-Fru, at a combined weight of 458 pounds, they are the EWT WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS…BILLY “THE VIRGIN” UBERMARK…aaaand ULTIMO CHOCULA…The Handsome Boy…MODELLING SCHOOL!!!!
*The HBMS stop short of the ring as Billy takes a microphone from the back of his trunks, speaking into it with one hand whilst supporting Moniqua with the other.*
BU: (amidst a huge chorus of boos) Now…I don’t think I need to say anything that hasn’t already been said…but here it is anyway!
*The crowd begin chants of “KILL THE VIRGIN” as Billy chuckles before speaking again.*
BU: You see…Generation Tech, what have you got to your name? You’ve already proved that you can just barely keep on top…of a group of old farts in tweed. So, when you think about it? What sort of chance do you have against us? First off…Limey, you never had a tag title run…oooh, wait, yes you did! I’m sorry…I forgot…must have been because Bret Michaels was schooling you your ENTIRE RUN.
*The crowd boo as Limey takes it in his stride. Billy then points at Gasoline.*
BU: And Gasoline! You actually had a credible reign…back when you knew your place…as a lackey! But big guy, what have you done since then? A win over the man who betrayed you at Magic; The Gathering? Whoop-dee-doo!! That’s not what wins gold, big guy. From where I’m standing, the best thing you can do is shave those ugly tufts of stubble and see if it’s possible to extract all that grease from your hair, so you can at least be presentable to the idiots that came to see you.
*Billy laughs hard at this before speaking again.*
BU: Look at you…you’re just a pair of…of dorks! Hey, you can try that whole “Respect, honour and lollipops” bullcrap all you want, but you can never beat me and Ultimo right here, the Handsome Boy…
*Gasoline signals to Limey, and Limey nods, hopping onto Gasoline’s shoulders. Gasoline stands upright, and Limey leaps off to the apron floor with a swanton, flying directly at Moniqua!*
BU: SUFFERING SAUERKRAUT!!!!!!
*The HBMS instinctively drop Moniqua, meaning Limey flies over the HBMS and to the hard steel ramp below. Moniqua, instantly miserable at the indignity, pouts and takes Fru-Fru and the belts away to the other side of the ring. Billy and Ultimo look behind them, and point and laugh mockingly at the shaken Limey before turning to the ring…and getting nailed with a double crossbody from the apron by Gasoline! Gas then grabs Billy by the hair, and chucks him into the ring. Gas climbs in and the match is underway.*
*Gasoline climbs into the ring over the top rope as Billy gets to his knees and calls for a “time-out”. Gasoline isn’t buying, however, and hits a slap to the face of Billy. Billy takes the slap hard, and falls to the mat, clutching his face in agony. Gas tries to pick Billy up by the hair…Billy suddenly comes out with a poke to the eye of Gasoline!! Gas steps back as Billy scrambles to his feet, hitting a dropkick to the kneecap of Gas…Gas remains on his feet, albeit stumbling slightly, so Billy runs the ropes to give himself momentum for another dropkick to the knee, which succeeds in bringing Gas to one knee! Billy then runs the ropes and tries for a neckbreaker…Gasoline swiftly rises and catches Billy, lifting him high into the air…stalling…before coming down with a massive STO! Gas then hooks the leg!*
1, 2…
*Billy kicks out. Gas shrugs at this, and walks over to Billy’s upper body. Gas then takes the wrists of Billy, and places them into a straightjacket position…Billy rolls back and catches Gas with a wheelbarrow…Gas counters this by lifting Billy up and over with a German suplex…Billy lands on his feet behind Gasoline, and quickly rushes to Gas’s back attempting the Virgin Sacrifice…Gas reaches behind him, and grabs Billy’s neck, dropping down with a quick jawbreaker! Billy falls back to the mat as Gas then goes for another cover!*
1, 2…
*Billy again kicks out. Gas looks to be getting annoyed by this, but keeps his cool. Gas grabs Billy with a butterfly, and is about to lift…when Fru-Fru runs across the ring! The ref turns his attention to Fru-Fru, trying to shoo her away…and this gives Billy the perfect opportunity to hit a low blow to Gas! Limey runs into the ring to try and get the save, but is taken down by an interfering Ultimo Chocula, who nails Limey with a leg lariat! Limey takes the lariat hard, and rolls to the outside. As Fru-Fru makes her way back to the waiting arms of Moniqua, who comforts the dog, the referee turns his attention back to the ring. Billy grabs the hair of the stunned Gasoline, and drags him to his corner, where Ultimo returns. Billy tags in Ultimo, and then applies an armwrench to Gasoline, allowing Ultimo to sunset flip on the ropes to roll over Gasoline’s arm! Gas drops to one knee in pain as Ultimo smiles cockily to the fiercely booing crowd. Ultimo turns to the kneeling Gasoline, and hits a bionic elbow to the head, following that with a backhand chop to the chest. Gasoline tries a chop from where he is standing, but Ultimo catches the arm of Gasoline, and lifts Gas over for a seated hiptoss, continuing pressure on the arm of Gasoline with an armbar! Gasoline tries to pry Ultimo off with his free arm, but to no avail as Ultimo keeps the armbar applied. Gas then tries to roll his gigantic frame backwards to get to his feet…Ultimo keeps a hold of the arm, and drops downward for a fujiwara armbar, dropping Gas face-first to the canvas! Gas is in pain, but Limey starts a clap from the apron, getting the crowd to cheer on Gasoline! Gas rises to his feet as Ultimo tries to keep the armwrench…Gas hits an elbow to the gut of Ultimo…and another…Ultimo releases the hold as Gas runs the ropes…Ultimo grabs hold of Gasoline’s hair, sending Gas down to the mat! The crowd boo Ultimo as he taunts the fallen Gasoline!*
*Ultimo drags Gas over to his corner, tagging in Billy Ubermark. Ultimo stands on Gas’s hand as Billy comes in with a Tope Atomico leg drop onto Gas’s arm. Gas rolls to his front and tries to lift himself up onto all fours…leading Billy to hit a dropkick to the gut of Gasoline as he kneels. Gasoline falls to his side by the impact, and he crawls over to the ropes to try and lift himself up…Billy rushes Gasoline, and hits a senton to the back of Gasoline as he leans over the ropes! Gas, hurt by the attack, painfully lifts himself up using the ropes, turning and leaning against the ropes…Billy then charges at Gas and attempts a flying lariat…Gasoline fights back with an over the shoulder body drop…Billy manages to make his way to the apron! Gas stumbles out, and turns to the ropes as Billy leaps to perform a springboard blockbuster…Gas catches Billy, positioning him on his shoulders! The crowd pop as Gas then spins Billy around, slamming him to the mat with a rack pancake!!! Both men are down as Gas tries to crawl to his corner! Limey cheers Gas on as both men try to get to their respective partners…Moniqua climbs to the apron to distract the ref as Gas makes the tag!!! Limey rushes in…and is restrained by the ref, who “did not see the tag”! As Limey protests, Ultimo Chocula comes out from his corner, and drags Gasoline to the other side of the ring! Gas sits up…and is hit with a double dropkick to the head by the HBMS! Limey eventually reluctantly returns to the apron as Billy tags in Ultimo. Ultimo takes the wrists of Gasoline, and then presses his knee into Gasoline’s back for a motorcycle stretch…Gas is resilient, so Ultimo releases the hold, and hits a falling elbow to the head of Gasoline, laying him flat. Ultimo then drags Gas over to the corner, and climbs the turnbuckle, stopping on the second rope to appeal to the crowd…Gasoline reaches up and pulls Ultimo down from the ropes with a roll-up!!!*
1, 2…
*Ultimo kicks out, but Gasoline is up to his feet, having found his second wind!!! Gas hits a clothesline to the recovering Ultimo, who takes it hard before scrambling to his feet…and running into a big back body drop! Ultimo sits up, hurt, and is attacked by Gasoline with a falling shoulder block to the spine! Gas then turns to his corner…Ultimo grabs at Gas’s ankle, holding him back! Ultimo then rises to his feet, keeping hold of Gas’s limb…GASOLINE HITS AN ENZIGURI!!!! Ultimo stands for a few seconds after taking the enziguri before falling, Flair-esque, to the canvas! Gas then rushes to his corner, and tags in Limey!*
*Limey leaps into the ring, and runs at the recovering Ultimo, rolling over the kneeling Ultimo’s back to run the ropes! Limey rushes back at Ultimo…Ultimo tries a back elbow, which Limey rolls under! Limey then faces Ultimo, who turns to face Limey…Limey points upward, making Ultimo instinctively look up…and Limey hits a simple slap to the face of Ultimo, getting a great crowd response! Ultimo, steamed at this, grabs Limey in a grapple, and then drops down to hit a fireman’s carry…Limey rolls backwards to get a wheelbarrow onto Ultimo, using the momentum to get to his feet…Ultimo shoves Limey to the ropes…Limey bounces back…and ULTIMO stops him in his tracks, before pointing upwards…but Limey isn’t about to fall for his own trick, and hits a slap to Ultimo as Ultimo is pointing up, getting another great response!! Ultimo is propelled by the slap to the ropes, and hangs there, rubbing at his tender cheek…Limey uses this to leap over Ultimo with a guillotine/bulldog manoeuvre, flying over the ropes to the outside as he goes! Ultimo falls back as Limey hops to the apron…Moniqua then holds Fru-Fru at Limey, who bites at Limey’s boot! Limey tries to shake Fru-Fru off as Moniqua berates Limey, calling him a “disgraceful little man”. Limey eventually shakes Fru-Fru off as Ultimo, now recovered, hits a dropkick to Limey, sending him from the apron to hit his back on the guardrail below! Ultimo then makes a “rolling” gesture to the crowd, before running the ropes, and leaping over the top for the CANNONBALL RUN!!*
*Limey is hit hard with the cannonball as Ultimo gets to his feet, clutching at his back. Ultimo then takes a breather before hopping the guardrail and coming back with a moonsault onto Limey, getting to his feet quickly and hitting a quick leg drop. Ultimo then picks up Limey by the head, and rolls him into the ring, keeping Limey’s head protruding from the apron. Ultimo then steps up to the apron, and “appeals” to the booing crowd before preparing for a guillotine…Gasoline comes at him from ringside with a lariat, sending Ultimo flipping over, falling on his face at the arena floor! Billy Ubermark comes down from his corner to check on his partner as Gasoline helps Limey up…the two then lock arms and rush out of the ring with a double suicide dive to hit the HBMS!!!*
*The crowd chant “THIS MATCH RULES” as all four men are down on the outside! Gas and Limey are up first, and they begin to brawl with the HBMS, with Limey battling Ultimo and Gas taking it to Billy. However, the HBMS hit an eye rake in unison. This is followed with an Irish whip towards the other…which Generation Tech counter with another Irish Whip sending the HBMS into each other! The HBMS then stumble back and are caught by Generation Tech, who hit stereo release German suplexes!! Limey then takes Ultimo, and throws him back into the ring as Gas returns to his corner.*
*We cut to backstage, where we see the PTA watching the match silently*
*Limey climbs the apron and jumps the ropes as Ultimo gets to his knees. Ultimo comes out with a quick shoulder block. Limey is stunned by this, and it gives Ultimo a chance to get to his feet to try for a superkick…Limey ducks this, and goes around Ultimo for a gutwrench…and a release German suplex…but Ultimo lands on his feet, and leans back against the ropes, allowing Billy to get the blind tag. Ultimo comes back at Limey, who tries a dropkick, Ultimo ducks this. Limey turns, and is hit with an eye rake from Ultimo! Limey turns…and is hit with a spinning wheel kick from Billy Ubermark! The HBMS “high five” as Ultimo leaves the ring. Billy stomps away at Limey, and then kicks Limey over before standing on the back of his legs, and bending backwards to lock in a surfboard to Limey! Limey struggles to get his limbs free…eventually getting one foot out of the surfboard! Limey stands…as Billy leaps onto Limey’s back for the VIRGIN SACRI…Limey catches Billy, hoisting him onto his shoulders, and running to the turnbuckle, smashing Billy’s back against the corner! Billy looks shocked by this attack…but locks in a reverse sleeper to Limey, and then kicks away from the turnbuckle, swinging around Limey and dropping him with a reverse tornado DDT. Billy then jumps the turnbuckle…before coming out with a Spiral Tap! Billy then hooks the leg!*
1, 2…
*Limey gets his foot on the rope, and the referee stops the count. Billy, believing he has won, gets to his knees and holds his arms aloft before calling for the belts. The referee reminds Billy that he did not get the three-count, but Billy is adamant, arguing his case to the ref as Moniqua chews the ref out from ringside. Billy then furiously approaches Limey once more…Limey is on all-fours, so Billy attempts a dropkick…Limey grabs the feet of Billy, and trips him to the mat! Billy gets to his feet…as Limey rises, and hits a spinebuster to Billy!!! Limey then gets to his knees and makes a desperate dive to Gasoline, tagging him in! Billy moves in the opposite direction to tag in Ultimo! Ultimo gets into the ring…and is taken down with a knee to the head from Gasoline! Billy tries a dropkick…Gasoline slaps it away as Billy falls to his face! Billy lifts himself up…and gets nailed with a one-footed dropkick from Gasoline! Billy rolls out of the ring following this blow as Gasoline appeals to a huge pop…However, Ultimo Chocula takes this opportunity to catch Gasoline from behind with a full Nelson…Gas counters by throwing Ultimo over his head, and kicking Ultimo’s spine on his seated landing! Ultimo gets to his feet as Gas approaches him…Ultimo suddenly hits a quick back kick to Gas’s gut! Ultimo, recovering from the kick, then takes Gas’s wrist, and tries an Irish Whip…Gasoline counters, and reels Ultimo in, pulling him down to set him up for the Gas Bomb!!! The crowd pop madly as Gas hoists Ultimo high into the air…Billy slides into the ring, and takes down Gas with a low shoulder block to the back of Gas’s ankle, causing Gas to fall, Ultimo sitting on his neck! Ultimo instinctively hooks both legs!*
1, 2…
*Limey suddenly springboards from the apron, and hits Ultimo with a huge dropkick!! Ultimo falls back as Gas sits forward for the pin!!!*
1, 2…
*Ultimo rolls out of it, and hits a dropkick to the seated Gas’s head! Meanwhile, Billy tries for the third time to hit the Virgin Sacrifice to Limey…Limey catches Billy on his shoulders, but stumbles back to the ropes…and both Billy and Limey fall through to the mat outside!! In the ring, Ultimo stalks Gas, and as Gas rises, Ultimo kicks him in the gut, and calls for the SUGAR FIX!! Ultimo hooks the leg and lifts…but Gas is proving hard to lift…Gas hits a double chop to the shoulders of Ultimo! Ultimo releases the hold as Gas tries a chop to the chest…Ultimo ducks the chop and goes behind Gasoline, grappling at his arms and then dropping Gas with the SQUID FACE!!!! Ultimo goes for the cover as Limey tries to slide into the ring for the save, but is held back by both Billy and Moniqua!!*
1, 2, 3!!!
Winners and STILL EWT Tag Team Champions: The Handsome Boy Modelling School!
*Ultimo rolls out of the ring, and joins Billy at ringside! The two are handed their belts by the ref, and they both lift them high as Limey leans over from the ropes, disappointed. Gas rises to a seated position, looking pretty down. The HBMS and Moniqua taunt on…Limey and Gas are suddenly ambushed by the three members of the PTA!! Eddie Omega, Virus and Principal Pain take down Limey and Gasoline with clubs to the back, and several stomps! Principal Pain takes the microphone as the crowd boo like crazy.*
Pain: Hey, HBMS! Don’t think we haven’t forgotten your snide remarks!! As soon as WE earn our shot…and believe us, we WILL…your titles will belong to US!
*Moniqua hands a microphone to Ultimo Chocula, who speaks, exhausted but satisfied.*
Ultimo: Hey…aren’t you supposed to be smart? You know basic math, don’t you? Full House, you all got beat by those guys…right there…Generation Tech. Right now, WE BEAT those guys…right there…Generation Tech! Now…if we beat them, and they beat you…that makes US better than YOU! Pain: Firstly…
*Pain suddenly realises the other members of Generation Tech, Spyke and the EWT World Heavyweight Champion Spaz rushing from the crowd to the aid of Gas and Limey! The PTA leave the ring, and head to the crowd. The three factions stare each other down intensely as we fade to a commercial.*
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Post by *"@-BoMb" R.I.P Deus/Dinobot on May 24, 2006 4:01:08 GMT -5
*A-Bomb is sitting backstage*
Trik, I heard what you said when I was gone. I was at home getting over the flu and I turn on the tv. To see your little punk a** bumping your gums about me and quite frankly I'm tired of hearing you yapping about this and that. Yeah, I'm homosexual we all know that. Try another method to get over besides pointing out the obvious. Trust me it's not working. You want to play on my court huh? Well, I'm gonna show you how my team plays.
*walks away*
NOW CAN U DIG THAT F***AHHHHHHH!?1
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Ratings
Dennis Stamp
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Post by Ratings on May 24, 2006 8:41:58 GMT -5
(EWT ARENA – RING SIDE)
(FADE IN)
(“THE INTELLECT” NICK RUSS and JEROME “THE LORD” EAST are seating at the announce table, facing the camera)
NICK: “Welcome back, ladies and gentlemen. We are live here at the EWT Arena and coming up next, is a match that has been a long time coming.”
JEROME: “That’s right, Russ, we’re talking about “Outlaw” Chris James—He’s back and better than ever—against the man who cost him the EWT Tri-State title last month at Full House; the man who forced Toom E. Dangerously to suspend him; I’m talking about the “Palm Springs Playboy”, Ratings. These two men want nothing more than to tear each other apart… well, I know Chris James does, but I think Ratings would want nothing more than to avoid the wrath of Chris James.”
NICK: “Well, Ratings can’t run or hide anymore. Because Toom E. Dangerously made it clear that if Ratings does not compete tonight against Chris James, he will be released from EWT. No suspension, no warning, he’s gone for good. It’s Ratings. It’s Chris James. And it’s next.”
(The lights dim and “Keep on Liftin’” by dj nagureo begins to play. The crowd boos loudly as RATINGS steps onto the stage in his wrestling gear. He appears nervous and timid as he neglects to do his usual entrance posing and directly heads towards the ring, where TONI “THE GARC” GARCYA stands inside, preparing to announce the introductions)
GARCYA: “The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a 20-minute time limit. First, making his way to the ring… representing the Elite… from Palm Springs, California… weighing in at 221 pounds… RATINGS!”
(RATINGS discards his sunglasses and robe upon entering the ring. He begins to pace uneasily while his entrance music dies down and the “4 Horsemen” theme plays. The crowd cheers as OUTLAW CHRIS JAMES steps out onto the entrance stage, grinning eagerly)
GARCYA: “And his opponent… from the Wild West of Texas… weighing in at 305 pounds… “OUTLAW” CHRIS JAMES!!!”
(CHRIS JAMES walks down the aisle before sprinting into the ring and begins attacking the unprepared RATINGS with a flurry of punches. He backs RATINGS into a ring corner and unleashes knife-edge chops to his chest; the crowd goes “WHOO” as each chop strikes. CHRIS JAMES Irish whips RATINGS across the ring to another ring corner. RATINGS tries to sling shot himself over his possibly charging opponent, but when he lands, CHRIS JAMES is nowhere in his sight. RATINGS turns around to face his waiting opponent and is taken down with a devastating 180 spinebuster. CHRIS JAMES looks to follow up, but RATINGS rolls out of the ring to regain some stamina. CHRIS JAMES reaches between the top and middle rope and grabs RATINGS by the back of his hair. He turns RATINGS around to face him, but before he can continue his assault, RATINGS lands a blatant closed fist shot to the groin. The REF sees this occur in plain view and calls for the bell. CHRIS JAMES falls backwards, favoring the wounded area while GARCYA announces the REF’s decision)
GARCYA: “The winner of this match as result of disqualification… “Outlaw” Chris James!”
(While CHRIS JAMES is in ring rolling in pain, a sinister smile appears on RATINGS face. He heads to the timekeeper’s table and grabs a steel chair. He folds it up and slides into the ring, where CHRIS JAMES is trying to get to his feet. RATINGS waits as his opponent stands and as he turns to face him, RATINGS charges towards him and smashes the chair over the head of CHRIS JAMES. The sound of the impact the chair makes echoes throughout the arena. As CHRIS JAMES lies on his back in the ring, blood begins to fall from the top his head, forming a small puddle in the ring. RATINGS tosses the dented chair aside and begins unleashing some mounted punches to the forehead of CHRIS JAMES, opening a new wound for blood to pour out of. The REF tries to pull RATINGS off CHRIS JAMES, but RATINGS elbows the REF in the face, eliminating him from the situation. RATINGS ceases his attack and heads to the timekeeper’s table and acquires another chair. Instead of bashing the object over the skull of CHRIS JAMES, RATINGS unfolds it and prompts it behind CHRIS JAMES. He heads walks over to the bottom right turnbuckle and waits for a glassy eyed and bloody CHRIS JAMES struggles to stand. Once he does, RATINGS charges towards him and lands “The Finale” (Running STO) on CHRIS JAMES, the back of his head crashing down on the unfolded steel chair placed behind him. RATINGS stares down at the damage he has caused: an unconscious CHRIS JAMES, blood pouring out from his wounds like a waterfall. After demanding a microphone and acquiring one seconds later, RATINGS kneels down, getting face to face with CHRIS JAMES)
RATINGS: (speaking into the mike) “Hey Chris… welcome back.”
(RATINGS stands and spikes the microphone onto the chest of CHRIS JAMES. EMTs arrive to provide medical assistance to CHRIS JAMES, while RATINGS heads to the back, pleased with what he has done)
WINNER: CHRIS JAMES (BY DQ)
(FADE OUT)
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Post by Curly Long on May 24, 2006 10:29:52 GMT -5
Back at Ringside after the commercial and Lillian is on announcing duty
LILLIAN: The following singles match is for one fall ... introduicing first from Queens, New York .. he weighs in at around 231lbs and is one half of the Suicide Idolz ... he is Twisted!!
On that "OPP" by Naughty by Nature screams out of the speakers and Twisted along with American Saint walk out form the back to a loud cheer. They head to the ring and give a brief pose for there fans on the turnbuckles
LILLIAN: and his opponent ... he hails from Bad Axe, Michigan ... he stands at around 7ft 3 inches tall and weighs in at 398 lbs ... he is Mr. Big!!
Some nasty Heavy Metal Music pre-emted bya loud gutural shout of the word "BIG" is heard as Mr. Big walks out and heads to the ring, Curly Long is by his side. Mr. Big climbs the steps and walks over the top rope, meanwhile Curly heads to the announce table.
JOSH MATTHEWS: Hi everyone, I'm Josh matthews and it looks like this could be a great match, what do you think Page?
DDP: Your right ... but I think Curly has something to say first ...
The crowd start up a 'VLB' chant as Curly stands on top of the announce table mike in hand. Twisted and Mr. Big are about to square off but Curly interrupts them
CURLY: Welcome to Curly is EWT!! ... and Twisted before you get torn to pieces in there I have something to say!
Tiwsted shouts at Curly .... while Mr. Big waits
CURLY: Now then it has come to my attention that a certain pair of flashy dressed posers have somehow managed to get there own little TV show on EWT ...
An image of Billy Ubermark and Ultimo Chocula, the HBMS appears on the Toomi-Tron ... Unfortunatly for the Tag champs it is a picture of Mr. Big clothesling them both over the top rope to the floor, in some match from the past. Mr. Big smiles at the image
CURLY: Yeah thats the two ... anyway I was watching this show of theres and I have to say it was well put together ... I was amazed by the facts about the P.T.A and as for the Suicide Idolz ...
A loud cheer from the audience can be heard
CURLY: well all I can say is after Big's is done with Twisted here ... Ultimo and Billy might have to go back and add some more footage! ...
A 'Curly Sucks! chant starts up
CURLY: Hey, I didn't know midget porn was so popular!
the crowd Boo's Curly loudly after that comment
CURLY: ... Yeah I know that DVD wasn't that good, all it showed was the girl ... I was barely in it!! .. heh
the crowd continues to Boo!
CURLY: Enough of your love for the the Midget King ... This week that show featured the greatest tag team in the EWT ... that's right me and Mr. Big and what did I see!! ... a horrendous travesty of a documentary that would make Micheal Moore look thin!! ... In fact roll some of that show!!
(UC swirls around and faces the camera.)
UC: "Look here, short stack!
CURLY: Short stack?! ... thats it!! ... Listen up Handsome boys ... although with Billy's luck in the bedroom I think you might be needing to change your name to the Ugly boys!! ...
A slight cheer from the audience goes up from that comment.
CURLY: You want to make fun and ridicule the other tag teams that's fine ... but to do so at my expense is not! .... Once these suicide Idolz are out of my way! ... Ultimo, Billy ... The Midget King is coming back for his gold!! ...
On that Mr. Big blindsides Twisted with a club like blow to the back of the head. Curly jumps down and watches Mr. Big from ringside
Bell Rings
Twisted goes on the defenisve as Mr. Big lays in with a couple of punches, but Twisted ducks out of this barrage and trys to take the big mans legs away with a series of kicks! ... but Big is having none of it and pushes Twisted away. Twisted returns and gets into a tie up but is overpowered and flung into the corner ...
JOSH: Mr. Big showing his strength, Twisted may have to be careful in this one ...
Mr. Big charges forward atthe dazed Twisted in the corner. But Twisted was ready and hops on tot he turnbuckle as Mr. Big goes chest first into the corner. the Big man dazed staggers out of the corner, which Twisted takes full advantage of by leaping off the turnbuckle with a Blockbuster.
DDP: Hey what do'ya know, a homage to Buff Bagwell! .. no wait Twisted's move was better ...
Twisted goes for a cover ...
1,2 ...
Mr. Big kicks out easily and gets up. Twisted quickly scrambles to capitilise on the rising giant with a low dropkick, but Big brushes it away. Twisted continues to assualt Big anyway but gets caught throat first and raised up over Big's head in a press slam postion! .. and donw Twisted goes! ...Big follows with an elbow and cover ...
1,2 ...
Twisted kicks out. BIg holds on to Twisted and tries to tire him out by slapping on a bear hug! ... Twisted despite his name can not twist out of the inhuman grip and starts to fade ...
A 'Let's go Idoz' chant starts up which american Saint claps along to
The referee begins to raise the arm ... (1) ... he goes for a second .. (2) ... and the third .. (3 ... NO! ... there is still some fight in Twisted who tries a headbutt on Mr. Big! ... with little effect, in desperation Tisted bites Mr. Big's nose ... Mr. Big releases the hold. Twisted now free gives Mr. Big a chop and tires to Irish whip him into the ropes but has little sucess. Mr. Big revereses but on the rebound Twisted nails Big with a winigng DDT! ... Twisted heads up to the top rope ... he signals for the Mark VIII! ...
Wait Curly has got on the apron and is distracting Twisted from hitting hs finisher ... but here comes The American Saint who grabs Curly and smashes him head first into the ring steps ... The crowd cheers, but then turn to boos
In the commotion Mr. Big has got back up .... Twisted hasn't seen this ... he turns his head to his opponent and puts it straight into the vice-like grip of Mr. Big's hand ... Twisted struggles but to no avail ... HFD!! ... Mr. BIg covers ...
1,2,3.
Bell Rings
LILLIAN: The winner of this match .. Mr. Big!!
Mr. Big raises his hand in victory. He then grabs Curly and heads up the rampway ... American Saint checks on Twisted as we cut to commercial
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Post by Banned Member on May 24, 2006 11:16:57 GMT -5
*Sum Guy is backstage when a bloody Outlaw walks up to him.*
SG: Outlaw!!! Ou......
Merc: What did you just call me?!
SG: Outlaw that is your name is it?
*Merc throws Sum Guy up against the wall.*
Merc: Lets get one thing clear you little sack of s***! Never call me that again do you hear!
SG: Yes sir...Now what do you plan on doing about Ratings?
Merc: What do you mean? I haven't had any matches with the guy yet.
Sg: But you were just out there in the ring, and Ratings got himself DQ'ed so your back on the EWT roster.
Merc: Guy your full of it. Do you know that?
SG: Well I wasn't before this interview, but here look on the screen, and it will explain why your all bloody.
*The TV shows the last moments of the Outlaw vs Ratings match, and you can see the expression on Merc's face change.*
SG: Well?
Merc: That no good son of a b***!! Damn you Outlaw get out of my head!!! leave me alone!!!
*Merc's voice changes as Sum Guy watches on confused.*
OL: Never!!!! You were nothing Merc!!! Nothing!!! I was the better Tri State champion!!! I was the one who made sure Trish would never come back to you!!! I was the one who got our job back!!! It was me, and you are worthless to me! I will over run you Merc!! Do you hear me!!!
*Voice change*
Merc: You sick twisted ass hole!!! You cost me everything!!!!
*Merc walks off arguing to himself as his voice can be heard switching between Outlaw, and Merc as several EWT wrestlers look on with confused looks on their face.*
SG: This is Sum Guy saying Merc is more insane than me! Back to you at ring side!!!
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Post by extremedragon on May 24, 2006 21:11:03 GMT -5
Im here for a reason. I don't need no pyro, no expensive jewerly, no diamonds but one the prize Im obessed with. What is it? Its the world champion. Pretty soon it will be mine.
( Who is this new person? Where does he come from?
To be continued
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Post by The Wraith on May 24, 2006 21:38:55 GMT -5
*screen fades to black*
Voice: In my lifetime, I've watched many wresters become legends right before my eyes. I've seen what they do to win their titles. I've seen the reactions they get from the crowd. I've seen it all. But the crowd hasn't seen something like this before.
*screen fades in to a man standing in front of an empty ring*
T3: For years, I've worked my way up the rankings. Taking down competitors, one by one. None of them were good enough to challenge my wrestling skills. Quite frankly, I doubt anybody will match up to me.
All these wrestlers win their matches, and the crowd loves them. I don't need a damn crowd cheering for me. I couldn't care less for the fans. All they do is sit there and drink beer and eat popcorn. As far as I'm concerned, I feed off the booing, because they're just jealous that they can't do what I do. Maybe if they got off their lazy butts, they could do something about it.
As for the wrestlers here, I hear alot about them. Good things, bad things, and everything in between. They sound pretty good, but then again, everyone I've wrestled in the past "sounded pretty good". I don't think any of them can take me, but hey, that's what I'm here to find out. I'm not here to make friends, I'm here to take titles from people who flaunt them like it's just for show.
People called Brock Lesnar "The Next Big Thing.". They obviously never saw real wrestling. You will all realize soon enough that it is, in fact, ME, that is the NEXT.....BIG....THING.
THE
TEXAS
TORNADO
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Post by extremedragon on May 24, 2006 21:55:18 GMT -5
( The camera fades to black)
*The camera man is laid in blood*
Hurt the innocents die for your soul. I have a heart but not a soul. I hurt only when those are not killed.
Do not forgive for I shall kill those agaisn't. I will stab their loved ones. I will make them bleed.
The only thing I seek is the world champion.
He is coming pretty soon?
*Back to commericial)
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Post by dorf on May 24, 2006 22:40:37 GMT -5
*Dorf is sitting inside Toomi Bischoff's office, b****ing up a storm.* Dorf: Toomi....WHY MUST I TAG WITH HOSS NINJA?! I'M A-FRAID OF HIMMMMMMMM!! *clenches Toomi's shoulder* Tooms: Well, Dorf...you did no-show last week and Hoss Ninja wanted you there by his side and he couldn't do anything without you here. Dorf: BUT YOU MADE THE MATCH LAST WEEK...WHAT'S THE REASONING IN THAT?! *some eerie noise flies by* DID YOU HEAR THAT? IT WAS A WOOSH...! *expresses the word 'woosh' with hand expression and clenches Toomi tighter* Tooms: ...no? LET GO OF ME FOOL...LOOK AT WHAT YOU ARE NOW! You're not the same character that you once wore. The idea of the match with Hoss Ninja was actually to conquer your fears, so that you can get your ACT back together. Its a shame to what your career has been since your World Heavyweight title run...what have you accomplished? Dorf: *nervously*...I finished...David Adams. *nods* Tooms: Yeah, but that was OVER a long time ago. Look, you need to restructure your future or you'll look like some guy named Warrior something and for that...I CAN NEVER LET THAT HAPPEN. You see, being an owner here I have to avoid kooks or else I would like a horrible GM. Dorf: *calms down*...okay, what about ape? Tooms: He promised he would never be a kook, f***ing liar almost costed the business and 60 million. I don't WANT to do the same with you...I put good money into you and you have done a nice job for your tenure here for the past year and a half, but you aren't going forward right now. That means you must DO something about it, so that's why your tagging with Hoss Ninja. Dorf: *smiles*...ah, thanks Mr. Tooms. Tooms: Just for this conversation between you and me...your match against the New Age Outlawz....IS NEXT! Dorf: .... *goes into nervous fritz, lyricising Tool's new single Vicarious*
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Post by dorf on May 24, 2006 23:12:17 GMT -5
Dorf & Hoss Ninja vs. The New Age Outlawz
OH, YOU DIDN'T KNOW....?
YOUR ASS BETTER CALL SOMEBODYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!
Finkel: Coming down the aisle, weighing in at 492 pounds, they are the former World Tag-Team Champions...The NEW AGE OUTLAWZ!
*The New Age Outlawz enter the ring fine as Road Dogg Jesse James grabs the mic*
Road Dogg: LADIES AND GENTLEMAN, BOYS AND GIRLS, CHILDREN OF ALL AGES! D-GENERATION X PROUDLY PRESENTS THE FUTURE WORLD TAG-TEAM CHAMPIONS OF THE WORLDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD! THE ROAD DOGG JESSE JAMES....BAD-ASS BILLY GUNN, THE NEW...AGE...OUTLAWZ!
Billy Gunn: IF YOU AIN'T DOWN WITH THAT...WE GOT TWO WORDS FOR YA!
Crowd: SUCK-IT!
*Hoss Ninja's music plays as he runs stealthily down the aisle without needing no introduction. When he enters the ring fine...Dorf walks slowly from under the CrapTron as ghostly voices appear throughout the arena, as paranoia surrounds throughout Dorf's brain's.*
*Dorf manages to sleek down the aisle and enters the ring to an extent and only manages to go to the apron of the ring. The match bells rings immediately thereafter as the first two competitors are Hoss Ninja and Road Dogg Jesse James.*
<DING!>
*The two lock-up as Hoss Ninja easily has an advantage over Road Dogg as he drags him to the corner. The referee advises to both of them to let go and Hoss Ninja does, but out of nowhere he does a HIGH NINJA KICK to the chin of Road Dogg. Road Dogg goes right down as Hoss Ninja crawls to the other side of the ring, where Dorf is standing. Hoss Ninja signals for Road Dogg to get up for a HELACIOUS SPEAR, but Dorf nervously tags himself in and Hoss Ninja gets an upset look as Dorf walks over to Road Dogg. Road Dogg still looks fazed.*
*When Dorf managed to get to the other side, Road Dogg was ready for Dorf as does a Drop Toe-Hold into the middle turnbuckle to Dorf. Road Dogg makes Dorf stand up and Irish Whips him to the ropes and once back around Road Dogg connects with a Clothesline to knock Dorf down. Road Dogg got Dorf back up again and starts to throw a right, then a left, and finally Shake, Rattle, and Roll with another right...that got the crowd all riled up.*
*Road Dogg tags in Billy Gunn as he is slapping his right quad, signaling the Fame-asser. Once Dorf got part-way up, Gunn goes to the ropes and flings back to connect WITH THE FAME-ASSER! Gunn covers*
Referee: 1!
2!
*Hoss Ninja runs in to save the match...referee yells at Hoss Ninja. Road Dogg steps in and performs a STF to weaken Dorf some more. Dorf taps in the process.*
*Once the referee was done with Hoss Ninja, Road Dogg let go of the STF and slowly skulks away, pretending that he did not do anything. Gunn slowly gets up and performs a Stalling Standing Vertical Suplex to Dorf. Gunn goes up to the top rope, but misses on the second rope and has a hard time going to the third turnbuckle. Once on top, Gunn attempts to do a Flying Elbow, but Dorf moves away at the last second...as the boo's start to cement the arena. Both competitors are down.*
Referee: 1!
2!
3!
*Gunn starts to crawl to Jesse James, likewise Dorf to Hoss Ninja.*
4!
5! *Gunn tags in Road Dogg. Dorf looks like he will tag in Hoss Ninja. Then, a ghostly voice easily heard by Dorf and briefly heard throughout the arena stops Dorf as Road Dogg prevents the tag and an Elbow Drop to Dorf's back.*
*Road Dogg puts Dorf in the STF and Hoss Ninja tries to interfere, but its too late...Dorf taps right away.*
Winners: by submission, The New Age Outlawz!
*After the match, Hoss Ninja walks away in disappointment...but shows a great smile to the fans and the arena, which gets him a pop and then stealthily disappears. Meanwhile, Dorf is alone in the ring as a referee does a cross crucifixation to signal medical help. Doctors came out, but no strecher, no nothing. They helped walked Dorf to the back with no limping.*
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Post by The Lach is very tired on May 25, 2006 8:10:48 GMT -5
*Spaz is sitting in the Gen. Tech locker room with Gas, Spyke & Limey.*
Spaz: This is the most important match since I won the title.
L: Yeah mate, if you can win this one we can get rid of The PTA once & for all.
G: Absolutely, we can make sure that come the end of Kingdom OF Hurt the PTA are no longer a threat.
Spyke: The question is, what will the PTA pull to get the win this week? We will all have to be ready.
G: Damn straight, we can't take any chances. We need to make sure that you win Spaz.
Spaz: Don't worry I know I can beat Pain & with you all watching my back there is noway that the rest of that motley crew can help him steal the title.
L: That's for sure! Respect!
G: Loyalty!
Spyke: Ability!
Spaz: Gen. Tech!
*Cut To Promo for KINGDOM OF HURT*
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Post by #Classic Hi-Definition X on May 25, 2006 10:04:55 GMT -5
*HBH and Cherry have just finished watching the line-up for Kingdom of Hurt being announced in their dressing room. We hear the sound of glass breaking*
HBH: WHAT?!? Dorf and Hoss Ninja are also in this match?! What the hell is going on around here?
Cherry: Oh, I don't like this, Bret. With 2 more men in the match, there's now a better chance of you losing your title.
HBH: Yeah, well I'm going to put an end to this damn injustice RIGHT NOW. I'm going down to Toom E's office to give him a piece of my mind.
*HBH storms off. Cherry meanwhile looks worried*
*Cut to the next segment*
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Post by respectmeordye3 on May 25, 2006 10:22:09 GMT -5
The National Anthem begins and The American Bodydonna:Lars Cunningham makes his way out to the ring-his manager trailing behind- where Masters already awaits.
the bell rings and the two men lock up.
after a bit of pushing each other back and forth, Lars is finally able to shove Chris through the ropes and out of the ring, to the floor below.
As the referee pays attention to Masters and counts his ring-out time, Mitchell Brell tosses a pair of brass knuckles to Lars and the big grappler hides them in his fist.
he waits as Masters re-enters the ring and then flips Masters off.
Enraged Masters charges at Cunningham who waits until the last minute and then....WHAMMMMMO!
Chris Masters collaspses like a democrat's promise for a better America!
Brell then leaps onto the ringside and distracts the referee long enough for Lars to chuck the brass knuckles he used to cheat.
The referee then turns his attention back to the two contenders as Lars pins Masters.
1....
2.....
3!
the bell rings as Lars is declared the winner!
Lars and Mitch laugh as they make their way up the ramp and into the back.
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Post by #Classic Hi-Definition X on May 25, 2006 10:44:40 GMT -5
*We see Toom E Dangerously in his office playing darts when there's a knock on the door*
TED: Come in.
*HBH rushes into the room*
TED: Hello Bret. I see you got your Tri-State title back. How's everything else going for ya?
HBH: Cut the crap. Do you have some kind of vendetta against me?
TED: *Calmly* Why of course not. Whatever gave you that idea?
HBH: Oh I don't know. First you schedule a Tri-State title match against this Chad Michaels in a cage, then you all of a sudden decide to add Hoss Ninja and Dorf to the match and make it a Megadeth?! What game are you trying to pull here, Toom?
TED: I'm not trying to pull any games. I'm just giving people an opportunity to prove themselves. It was you yourself who issued an open challenge for someone to step up and challenge for the Tri-State title a while back, remember?
HBH: Yeah I remember, but this wasn't the way I planned on doing this.
TED: Well then that's just too damn bad. If you want to keep that title around your waist, there's only one thing you need to do: win the match. If that's all, you're free to go now.
*HBH looks at Toom E angrily and eventually walks off. Toom E smirks and casually gets back to playing darts*
*Cut to the next segment*
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Post by vivian on May 25, 2006 21:07:46 GMT -5
The Sunshine Squad logo flashes on the screen with a view of Six Flags, Magic Mountain in the background. A very busted us, rusty prison van chugs onto the scene with the words “Shine-Mobile” poorly spray painted on the side. The door opens and out comes Happy Hal and Smilin’ Sal. They sort of both try to exit the bus at the same time and seem to get stuck. They both are popped out by a wheelchair behind them containing a paraplegic kid. The wheelchair Is being pushed by everyone’s favorite homeless person, Drifty. Hal is thrown a microphone by some off camera EWT staff.
Happy Hal: Hello there kids! We’re here today for a very special reason. You kids write us a lot of letters every week, but a very special one has touched our hearts…that of little Petey here…Petey, as you can see, is paraplegic, and has always wanted to go to a theme park. Now most places won’t honor his request because of evil things like…insurance…and safety regulations…we say bourns to that! If little Petey wants to ride rides, then we’re gonna make his dream come true! Drifty, let’s get him inside!
Since the Sunshine Squad is somewhat poor, they whip out their buy one, get one free Coke cans and make their way into the park. Children singing “Ring Around the Rosie” begins as a montage of the Squad and little Petey starts. We see them buying cotton candy, taking pictures with some Looney Tunes, and riding some of the kiddie rides. Sal and Hal has a noticeably hard time squeezing their guts into some of the rides. They cut again to Petey nodding his head towards the tea cups. Sal and Hal look at the safety requirements of the ride, look back at each other, shrug, and take Petey on the ride. It starts and everything seems to go well, until the speed begins to pick up. Petey flies out of the teacup and into the air as Sal and Hal try to catch him. We cut to the three on the log flume, which they thought would be safer, but as soon as they reach the first huge drop, Petey flies out of the car again. Sal, who is directly behind where Petey was, is having too much fun to notice. We cut to Petey in his chair now beat up and with a pillow duct taped to his head for a helmet. Meanwhile Drifty is urinating into a Bugs Bunny fountain. Sal is looking around the park and all of a sudden stops and drops to his knees. Hal looks down to him, then to the direction he’s looking at and a small tear rolls down his mask as the monster coaster Nitro sits before them. Petey is shaking his head no as both Sal and Hal are in awe.
Smilin’ Sal: It’s the mother of all rides…
Happy Hal: It’s the king of coaster…
Lil’ Petey: Guys I think we can go home now…
Drifty: Yea, if I don’t get a rail going soon, I’m gonna get very testy…testy…test…you know what test keeps me out of society? The SATs! So what if I got a 300?!?!? I showed up didn’t I?
Sal: Let’s get in line…
Hal: A line to the ride of a lifetime…Holy Smilin’ Shishkabob…
Lil’ Petey: Guys serious we can leave right now…I’ve had a great time, really…
Sal and Hal pick up Petey and run to the ride as Drifty has his hand on a small boy and is trying to pursuade him to do something that’s most likely illegal in most countries. We cut to a wide shot of Nitro’s first drop where we see the car shoot down, but a small, limbless, unfortunate spec of a person fly directly upwards. We fade to one of those “Technical Difficulties” screens. STAY TUNED FOR PART 2!!!
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Post by jester on May 26, 2006 4:30:26 GMT -5
HAIL SABIN! HAIL SABIN!
*The next segment opens up as Sabin comes through the curtain out onto the stage, striking his signature pose by raising one fist.*
Lilian Garcia: Now making his way to the ring...weighing in at 215 lbs and hailing from Detroit, MI....CHRIS SABIN!
*Sabin continues down the ramp to his usual pop from the crowd. Sabin slides in and pumps up the crowd. His theme fades as he takes of his black jacket and awaits his opponent.*
Lilian: And his opponent...weighing in at 138 pounds....from Akron, OH...making his EWT Return......JCJ!!!
*Paper Tiger by Dry Kill Logic blares over the speaker system. JCJ comes out bouncing lightly to psych himself up, with his head bowed. He snaps his head up and then rips the towel off, striking a Straight-Edge pose. He continues down the the ring, jumping onto the apron and then clearing the top rope with ease. Jester hangs his towel around the top turnbuckle and keeps bouncing as the match is about to get underway.*
*The timekeeper rings the bell and JCJ immediately throws a kick to Sabin's side. Sabin catches it and goes for a forearm which is caught by JCJ. The two fight in a unorthodox test of strength, with JCJ on one leg. They drop it and properly lock up, and Sabin ducks under and locks an arm wrench on JCJ.*
*JCJ rolls forward, hitting the canvas, then does a handspring/roll backwards, to his feet. He ducks underneath, applying his own arm wrench. JCJ then furiously lays out Sabin with an inverted Enzuguri, catching him full force in the face. Sabin's nose starts bleeding despite the kickpads.*
*Sabin stumbles to the turnbuckle, completely dumbfounded at the start of this match. JCJ wastes no time, and starts laying roundhouses in on Sabin's solar plexus. Sabin catches a leg finally and hurls JCJ back, who rolls with it and pops back onto his feet.*
*Sabin runs and jumps up, catching JCJ with a Hurricanrana. He holds it for a pin*
Referee: 1!
*JCJ kicks out with authority and gets to his feet. He launches a low kick which catches Sabin in the knee, taking one leg out from under him. JCJ quickly throws another kick, which is obviously too high. He follows through however and connects with the Jackalguri.*
*Sabin starts to get up, stunned and helpless. He gets back to one knee just as JCJ comes off the ropes. JCJ plows into him with a Shining Angel. Sabin falls back onto the canvas and lays there, rolling from side to side holding his head.*
*JCJ strikes a Straight Edge pose, getting soft boos from the crowd, perplexed by this new-found agression. Sabin rolls sideways to his feet and is met with a forearm from JCJ, who follows up with a short, fake irish whip.*
*JCJ turns this into a backslide pin. He follows through however, flipping Sabin back to their feet. JCJ hooks Sabin's already positioned arms and delivers the OverDose. JCJ rolls Sabin over and puts a forearm in his face and hooks his leg in a sadistic pin.*
Referee: 1!
2!
3!
Lilian: Here is your winner by Pinfall....JCJ!!!
*Paper Tiger blares back on as JCJ gets to one knee looking around at the starstruck crowd. He drops down and rolls from the ring, not looking back as the referee calls one trainer to look at Sabin. JCJ walks up the ramp and backstage...smiling.*
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Post by The Lach is very tired on May 26, 2006 4:56:38 GMT -5
Bobby Cruiz: The following contest is scheduled for one fall & it is for the EWT Heavyweight Championship of the World!
*Pomp and Circumstance plays & Principal Pain comes to the ring. He is getting major heat as he climbs confidently into the ring.*
BC: Introducing first the challenger representing The P.T.A weighing in at 235 lbs he is Principal Pain!
*Party Starter plays & the crowd goes wild. Spaz appears at the top of the ramp & heads to the ring with the belt around his waist waving the Australian Flag.*
BC: And his opponent, representing Generation Tech, from Sydney, Australia, weighing in at 216 lbs he is the current EWT Heavyweight Champion of the World he is Spaz!!
*The two stand nose to nose, the hatred between the two factions is evident. But Spaz then extends his hand in the customary Gen Tech way. Pain laughs at him & spits in his hand. Spaz looks down furiously & he then slaps Pain hard across the face. The ref calls for the bell & the two are punching away at each other. The ref manages to separate them & he is admonishing Spaz when Pain charges & knocks Spaz down from behind with a clothesline. This draws a loud boo from the crowd as Spaz gets back to his feet. The two lock up & Pain overpowers Spaz & armdrags him down Spaz is up & he charges at Pain who attempts to Hip Toss Spaz. Spaz blocks it & takes Pain down into an armbar. The crowd applaud the technical show & cheer for Spaz as he applies the pressure to Pain’s arm. Spaz is yelling for Pain to tap but Pain is able to gain some leverage & get back up to his knees. He uses his free arm to reach out & grab the rope. Spaz releases the hold & both men return to a vertical base. They lock up & Spaz is able to get behind Pain looking for the Triple German Suplexes. He nails one & rises but Pain counters into a German of his own followed by a Dragon Suplex, he rises looking to nail a Tiger Suplex but Spaz counters it into a German Suplex & he then follows that up with a Tiger Suplex into a pin.*
1 2 NO!
*Pain kicks out & the crowd applaud the skills of both men. They rise to their feet & they both stare at each other intensely. The lock up again & Pain uses a cheap shot to the gut to gain the upper hand. He lifts Spaz up & holds him for a stalled Vertical Suplex, after about 5 seconds he slams Spaz down on the mat & he tries a cover.*
1 2 KICKOUT!
*Spaz powers out of the cover. Pain then grabs Spaz’s legs & tries to lock Spaz into a submission move but Spaz kicks Pain off. He bounces off the ropes & as he comes back Spaz rolls him up.*
1 2 KICKOUT!!
*Pain is just able to break out of the cover. Both men stand & start to trade chops & punches, Spaz ducks a Pain shot & nails a Down Under DDT! He quickly makes his way up to the top rope & he waits for a now groggy Pain to rise. As he does Spaz leaps off looking for a big Missile Dropkick but Pain is playing a bit of possum & he pulls the ref in front of himself. The ref is down & out. Spaz stands & grabs Pain, he looks to hit another DDT but Pain drops to his knees & low blows him! Spaz drops to his knees & Pain signals to the back. The Canceler comes out & climbs into the ring. They set a prone Spaz up to nail The Expulsion! The Canceler rolls out & Pain makes the cover but the ref is still out Pain stands & calls for Canceler to grab the belt. He tosses it to Pain who waits for Spaz to rise. As he does he looks to level Spaz with the belt but someone grabs his foot. It is Gasoline! Pain turns around & Spaz grabs Pain from behind & nails him with a release German Suplex, sending the title belt flying across the ring. Gas & Canceler start to brawl outside the ring & Spaz is standing over Pain he grabs his legs & locks on the Sydney Cloverleaf! After a few seconds Pain starts to tap but the ref is still down. Spaz has the hold locked on when he is nailed from behind with the belt by Eddie Omega who has emerged from the crowd. The crowd boo loudly as Omega helps Pain to his feet. Spaz is lying on the mat holding his head as Pain smiles. Eddie stomps away at Spaz as Limey & Spyke run down to the ring. Eddie & Pain cut them off. Eddie climbs out & Virus runs down too. Now all members of Generation Tech are brawling at ringside! Pain crouches over Spaz he says something to him & he lifts him up he then nails Spaz with The Suspender! He holds his shoulders to the mat when someone picks Pain up off Spaz with one hand. It’s Maelstrom!! Pain is Chokeslammed down, Virus gets in & he is met with a Big Boot to the face. Omega tries to interfere but he is met with The Whirlpool. The Canceler comes in & he is met with The Whirlpool as well. Spaz gets to his feet & looks at Maelstrom. The big man just stares back as Spaz turns to the rising Pain. He sets him up & nails The Shockwave! He drapes his arm across Pain. The ref has stirred & he crawls over to make the count.*
1 . . . 2 . . . 3!!
BC: Here is your winner & still EWT Heavyweight Champion of the World Spaz!!
*Party Starter plays as Spaz stands & is met by Gen. Tech they all turn to see Maelstrom still standing there. Spaz extends his hand to thanks Maelstrom. But Maelstrom looks down at it, he then clotheslines Spaz!! Spyke tries intervene but he is met with a Chokeslam. Gas charges in but Maelstrom picks him up & powerslams him hard. Limey then tries to stop Maelstrom attacking Spaz again but he is met with a Chokeslam too. Now all members of The PTA & Generation Tech are lying in & around the ring. Maelstrom stands triumphant over them & the crowd is silent & in shock. Maelstrom lifts up the lifeless Spaz & nails him with The Whirlpool, he then picks him up & hits a second Whirlpool for good measure! Maelstrom then stands & grabs the title belt. As “Apocalypse Please” plays in the background Maelstrom stands menacingly over the carnage he has created & holds the belt up. He then drops it & head back up the ramp.*
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