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Post by Deleted on Feb 15, 2007 21:58:06 GMT -5
*Once again, the scene shifts to the locker room of Thunder, Jupiter and Terina. All three of them seem even more upset than after their match with Team Ireland. Jupiter is laying down on the sofa, seeming to still be in a bit of pain, while Thunder and Terina are pacing back and forth.*
Terina: UGH! I lost to...some....nobody....and I had the advantage!
Thunder: And me and Jason had OUR match too! Ain't that right?
Jupiter*tired*: Huh? Oh...yeah. Yeah. We had those potato buggers where we wanted them...*closes eyes*
Thunder: Yeah! Whatever that means! *Pounds his fist.*
Terina: I was going to beat him! I had him! And that was going to cement my position as a legit wrestler here! But I got pinned with a rollup!
Thunder: Ya know babe, he slipped out. It's not ;ike he dominated you. Speaking of which--
Terina: But that's what makes it worse! UGH! I had it! I had it! I HAD IT! I HAD IT!
Jupiter*Opening eyes again*: Quiet. *Closes eyes once again.*
*Thunder snickers for a bit while Terina just stares at him. She turns around and starts pacing again.*
Thunder: Well, it was pure luck we lost. We were gonna win. We're better than them. I think our match proved that.
Terina: Proved it? You two lost your match!
Thunder: And? We'll get another shot someday.
Terina: Some day isn't enough! You two need to win the belts!
Thunder: But we will! You can BET on that! And you lost a match to a man. You dominated. It wasn't for anything. I think you pretty much proved your superiority. Ain't that right, Jason?!
Jupiter*Mumbling*: Huh?.............wha-ever......
Terina: But I'm so frustrated! I got that match stolen from me! I had it! And I lost it!
Thunder: This is just like at the Rumble! Me and Jason had that in the bag! And we both got double-teamed by two so-called stars. Especially me!
Jupiter*Openining eyes whilst facing the camera*: I might have won! And you got lowblowed and tossed! I got screwed out of 2 big wins as well as a title by the kinds of people who choke the chicken while looking at fat chicks!
Thunder*stops pacing and gazes directly at the camera*: I got screwed out of 2 wins and a title by a bunch of no-talent f***heads!
Terina*looks right at the camera*: And I got screwed out of a hard-fought win, too. There's something we can do about this, boys. A way to make sure our presence is fully understood and feared. A way to clear out this early mess immediately. A way to help give us all a little.......peace....
*As the trio ominously stare at the camera, it slowly fades away.*
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Post by Koda, Master Crunchyroller on Feb 16, 2007 0:14:37 GMT -5
We come back from commercial with the Hart Foundation waiting in the ring.
* White & Nerdy by Weird Al begins to play *
Lillian: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, at a combined weight of 380 lbs, the team of Koda Kazar and Job Bher, the Fanboy Otaku Gamers!
The crowd pops for the team who roll into the ring.
Lillian: And their opponents, the Hart Foundation!
This garners a bigger pop from the crowd.
The ref rings for the bell without the FOG doing any of their usual pre-match antics. Job gets into the ring with Bret. Job and Bret circle each other back and forth before interlocking in a tie up. The ref breaks them free. Bret goes for another lock up, but Job slips free and positions behind Bret for a german suplex, but Bret does a standing switch, positioning behind Job. Bret goes for a german suplex, but Job flips over and lands on his feet. The two men face each other and the crowd pops. Job gives Bret a light slap on the cheek, and after a few seconds, Bret ponders what to do and gives Job a huge right hook to the jaw.
Job stumbles around and quickly charges to his corner and gives Koda a diving tag. Koda hops over the top rope and charges at Bret, ducking his counter attack and striking Jim in the corner. Bret charges at Koda, but Koda counters by giving him a thrust kick to the head. Bret falls to the ground, but kips up quickly. Out of no where, Shawn Michaels appears in the arena. Pissed at the sight of him, Bret tags Jim in, then chases after Shawn.
Jim, looking confused at what the hell happened, looks at Koda. They both shrug and lock up. Jim, using his larger build, pushes Koda to the ground. Jim tries to clothesline Koda, but Koda tags Job in. Bret and Shawn come back into the arena, and get to ringside. The ref is distracted by this, so Job hits Jim with Cheat Codes! Job then bounces off the ropes and hits Jim with a Tornado Lariatooooo!!!!!!! Job tags Koda in and they signal for the end. Job lifts Jim up and leaps at him. They hit Jim with the Otaku Street Cutter! Job gets onto the apron as Koda pins Jim.
One.....Two......Three!!!!!
It is unbelieveable, but the FOG has defeated the Hart Foundation! Bret Hart returns to the ring too late, and takes Jim to the back. Job and Koda stay in the ring for a bit longer to celebrate. They go to hug. When Koda goes to pull away, Job pulls him back and hits him with a Cheat Codes! Koda bends over in shock. Job then hits Koda with a Tornado Lariatooooo!!!!!!! The crowd begins to boo Job. Job asks for a mic.
Job: Koda, you may be asking yourself, "why?" Why? I'll tell you why! I'm tired of living in your shadow! I've been made to look like a fool for you and everyone else! I'm going solo from now on!
Job heads to the back as a stunned Koda struggles up with an angry look on his face.
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Post by Koda, Master Crunchyroller on Feb 16, 2007 0:40:03 GMT -5
Job is packing his bag in the locker room and begins to leave. As he opens the door to the locker room to exit, he is met with a steel chair across the head.
Koda grabs Jobs head and places his neck across the top of the chair. Koda gives Job a Guillotine on the chair. Job is now stumbling and gasping for air . Koda takes Job into the hallway and rams him head first through a pane of plate glass, shredding his forehead. Blood begins flowing like a river from the cuts. Koda grabs the chair and cracks it over his back.
Koda lays the chair on the ground and kicks Job in the gut. Koda grabs Job and gives him Wings of an Angel onto the chair, slamming his head onto the cold steel. Koda gets into Job's face.
Koda: The last time someone betrayed my trust, I made sure they would regret it. You've called down the thunder.
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Boku AKA Da Green Guy
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Post by Boku AKA Da Green Guy on Feb 16, 2007 2:09:11 GMT -5
*As the camera fades in from commercial, we see Jobby in full wrestling gear and Axel in a shirt and jeans (still with the bandage) walking in the hallway with a destination in mind.*
Axel: Ugh... Why are we doing this again?
Jobby: Because! If we don't welcome this rookie, nobody else will!
Axel: ...Why is this important?
Jobby: Because the lockeroom elected us the welcoming party!
Axel: Why do I get the feeling that this is somehow a trap or something? I've been ambushed so many times I've lost count!
Jobby: Oh hush, it'll be fun!
Axel: Yeah, but for who...
*They reach their destination, a door marked in odd letters spelling out the name “Senshe”. Axel knocks on the door, while Jobby giddily wonders if he just hide for a welcoming “Surprise!” They hear no response.*
Axel: I'm not trusting this at all.
Jobby: Maybe we should just walk in?
*Axel goes to open the door but stops to think about receiving another glass object to his head.*
Axel: How about you handle this, Jay?
*Jobby rears back to kick the door.*
Axel: WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA, I mean turn the knob! Calm down Rambo!
Jobby: ...You saw me?
Axel: Never wear those jeans again.
Jobby: Why?
Axel: ...Look just open the door so we can get this over with.
*Jobby opens the door to find Senshe positioned just ready for an ambush if need be.*
Axel: YOU SEE!
Jobby: Wait! We're here welcome you to EWT!
*Senshe remains still, but looking to be thinking it over. He glances past Jobby and eyes Axel. Senshe then softens up, stands up straight, and cranes his neck quizzingly.*
Jobby: You do understand English right?
*Senshe rolls his eyes and places his hands on his hips. Axel pushes Jobby aside and walks in.*
Axel: Just let me handle this Jay.
*He turns to looks back at Jobby.*
Axel: Give me the card.
Jobby: Oh yeah!
*Jobby hands Axel a handwritten card and Axel proceeds to read off it.*
Axel: “Hello, my name is Axel Halaway and this is my partner Jobby. We are here to bid you welcome to the greatest federation in the world, EWT. We wish you luck in your future en...” This can't be right...
Jobby: The lockeroom said to read it word for word!
Axel: If I did that, I would say “Your name here.”
*Senshe is showing signs of being annoyed.*
Axel: *addressing Senshe* Hey, I didn't want to do this but I was forced-
*Senshe crosses his arms and looks to be nodding, as if to suggest “Sure, whatever you say.”*
Axel: You got something to say to me?!
Jobby: Axel, remember the mission!
Axel: Just do the rest, I'm done.
*He walks back and leans on the doorway while Jobby walks forward to offer his hand.*
Jobby: We just both wanted to offer you our congrats to you for winning your match and impressing Toomi enough for an EWT contract!
*Senshe looks down at his hand, but only nods to him.*
Axel: Yeah, congrats on almost getting beat by a chick.
*Senshe sends daggers at Axel and looks to be shaking with anger. Axel lifts his shades to stare Senshe right in the eyes. He turns his back to walk out but something clicks with him. He glances back at Senshe but then shakes his head and walks out.*
Jobby: Where are you going?
Axel: *sarcastically* Back to the Posse Cave.
*Footsteps are heard as he walks away.*
Jobby: Axel's just upset with TJT lately, I bet he's actually happy that you beat Terina.
*Senshe looks at Jobby, with an air of “You're still here?”*
Jobby: Well it was nice meeting you, Senshe!
*Senshe nods, perhaps as a way to get Jobby out of the room. Halfway through the door and clicks his fingers. He turns around and pulls out a “You're Invited” envelope to hand to Senshe.*
Jobby: I almost forgot! Here take this!
*Senshe slowly grabs the card.*
Jobby: Don't tell anyone about this!
*Jobby giddily walks out of the room, leaving Senshe by himself. He opens the envelope and begins to look at it. In a very out of character fashion, he drops his head quickly to the side suggesting a “What?!” reaction. He then looks at the camera and points to the door. The camera hustles to leave the room and just as he steps out, Senshe slams and locks the door.*
*Fade to commercial.*
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Post by Toom E. Guci on Feb 16, 2007 5:34:08 GMT -5
*Toom E Dangerously walks into Maelstrom's locker room & placed a piece of paper on the table. He takes one look at Maelstrom & utters one line...*
The choice is yours, my friend.
*Toom E walks away as Maelstrom takes the paper & looks at it. He places it down & walks away. The camera cooms in on the paper to show a blank EWT Heavyweight Championship Contract for March 4th, 2007..*
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The Tide Will Turn!
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Post by Maelstrom on Feb 16, 2007 7:17:34 GMT -5
We come back to EWT and in the ring stand the marble pillars, the two pretty toga girls, a silver table with fruit and wine. The crowd knows what is about to happen and so do we. It’s time for another edition of the Colossal Coliseum. Right on the mark, ‘Moving on Up’ hits out from the loudspeakers and here comes the host. The crowd begins to boo as out walk Curly Long and Mr. Big. Curly looks surprisingly smart in his white suit and Mr. Big is fairly sharp too. They enter the ring. Big grabs a glass of wine as Curly gets on the microphone
CURLY LONG: For the Ladies and Gentlemen watching at home, for you layabouts here tonight and for the rest of you bums and hobos watching through a shop window. Welcome to Curly Long’s Colossal Coliseum!!
Some fireworks go off as the crowd chants ‘Curly sucks’ loudly.
CURLY: People, people … don’t hate me, hate yourselves for the bored existence you lead day to day. I have more important things to concern myself with than whether you people managed to get it on with the fat chicks of this god-forsaken town. Hey Big where are we this week?
MR.BIG: … erm ….
CURLY: Don’t worry if you don’t know Big, half these yokels couldn’t name their own home town anyway. If they could, they would do it slowly a letter at a time … you know like … H …E … L … L … H … O … L … E
The crowd is angry at that comment and begin an ‘arsehole’ chant.
CURLY: Oh sorry I thought this place was called hellhole but no I stand corrected by you good people it’s called arsehole!
Curly laughs as the crowd boo. He eats a grape before continuing
CURLY: Now as much as I love the sound of my own voice, tonight my guest on the coliseum has something important on his mind. So without further ado let us have the guy out here … please raise your hands for Ratings!
On that “"Keep on Liftin'" by DJ Nagureo begins to play and out comes Ratings. The crowd boos loudly as he heads to the ring. Mr. Big holds up the rope as he enters the ring and is given a microphone.*
RATINGS: “First off Curly, I would like to thank you and your associate Mr. Big, in offering your segment to supply clarity of my actions at RPITAR. You may be half my size, but you get my full respect. Secondly, as a gesture of good will, I would like to congratulate the winner of the rumble itself, Mister Ultimo Chocula. Even though it took the distractions of Raskall & Trunk, Team Ireland and your masked idiot of a friend with the stupid hat, you managed to eliminate me, Ultimo. So congratulations… Congratulations on your “tainted” victory.
*The crowd unimpressed boos loudly at Ratings*
RATINGS: Now—with that out of the way, let us change focus to the reason why I am here. Since Sunday, February 11th, 2007; I have been asked by friends, associates, even complete strangers one question: Why? Why did I—“The Palm Springs Playboy”, “The ‘It’ Athlete”, “The Greatest Wrestler of Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow”—interfere in the EWT Heavyweight Championship match between Maelstrom and Eddie Omega? That answer can be summarized in one word, simpletons: Vengeance. For it was not suppose to be Eddie Omega in that match… It was suppose to be one of the greatest athletes that ever stepped foot into a EWT ring and a personal friend of mine; I’m talking about “The Heartbreak Hitman” Bret Michaels. You see Eddie, what you did at Seasons’ Beatings, you didn’t just win a match; you didn’t just beat Bret Michaels… you crushed his dreams. You broke his spirit. This was supposed to be his moment in the spotlight AND YOU TOOK IT AWAY FROM HIM!!! You didn’t defeat Bret, he would have never retired. If you hadn’t won, he wouldn’t have left EWT with a career “unfinished”. If you weren’t the victor, it would have been Bret Michaels walking into RPITAR as #1 contender and without a doubt in my mind, he would have become EWT Heavyweight Champion. So recently, I made a vow—a promise to myself and Bret. I promised that his dream will not die. I promised that his goals will be reached. I promised that his desire to be the greatest will live on—through me. A title as prestigious as the EWT Heavyweight Championship cannot be tarnished around the waist of Eddie Omega’s, Maelstrom’s or anyone else for that matter. Therefore, mark these words gentlemen… I am coming for that title in question. I get whatever I want whenever I want from whoever. I will be EWT Champion and there is nothing anyone can do about it.”
Just as Ratings is getting going, ‘Party Starter’ By Will Smith hits the airwaves across the speakers and out walks Spaz! The crowd loudly cheers as Spaz makes his way to the ring. Ratings looks annoyed at the interruption whilst Curly Long watches and then seems to become very happy.
CURLY: Ladies and Gentlemen my second guest for the evening Spaz!
The crowd again cheers loudly for Spaz, who looks at Curly confused because he wasn’t scheduled to be out here. Spaz pays the midget no mind and gets to the main reason for being out here.
SPAZ: I'm sure everyone is wondering why I got involved in the mess after the match at the Rumble. Why I didn't take the high road & not get involved. The answer is simple, I deserve the chance to win back the EWT World Heavyweight Championship.
Ratings throws his hands up in the air, not in the least bit surprised and takes up a goblet of wine, whilst Spaz continues.
SPAZ: Out of all the wrestlers on the EWT roster today none have accomplished as much in this company as I have. I am a 2 time OX Division Champion; I have wrestled in more different types of matches then the rest of you combined. I have gone toe to toe with icons of this company & come out the other side victorious. I have headlined Crap-a-Mania, I held that EWT Title for 162 days! I know it, you all know it & the fans know it! Yet somehow I seem to have been lost in the shuffle. All these punks claiming they deserve the chance, that they have earned the chance. I should face Maelstrom, I should get the fair rematch that I never got after he beat me.
CURLY: Tell me if I’m wrong Spaz, but you haven’t exactly been on a winning streak of late.
Spaz eyes Curly with contempt, clearly hoping for a chnace to kick him ‘Snitsky style’ out of the ring.
SPAZ: I will admit that I have not been on top of my game lately but I am feeling my old self again now. The old self that went through hell to become EWT Champion, the old self that went the distance with DSR, the old self that threw himself off the Toomitron to beat Eddie Omega. The old self who beat 24 men in the first TLC Rumble. I can straight up outwrestle anyone here! I don't care if that sounds arrogant. I have earned the right to be arrogant unlike others here.
Spaz indicates towards Ratings with that last comment, the crowd begins to chant ‘Ratings Sucks’ Ratings is unimpressed.
SPAZ: They came into this company & expected to be given everything on a damn silver platter, I didn't. I worked f***ing hard to get to the top in EWT & then as soon as the title is no longer around my waist I am expected to disappear! Not going to happen! The Spazphiles won't let it happen.
The Spazphiles get to there feet and chant ‘Spaz’ repeatedly.
SPAZ: I don't care how many guys I have to go through I will be the next EWT World Heavyweight Champion. I will reclaim my title! This company will have a champion that deserves to be known as a champion.
CURLY: What like a champion who hides behind a group of other stars so he doesn’t have to wrestle too much. Yeah we all remember Generation Tech don’t we people!
The crowd begins a ‘Shut the F*** Up’ chant in Curly’s direction. On that point ‘Out of My Way’ plays and Merc comes out holding his rib cage showing signs of the rumble. Merc walks right up to the ring, but is blocked by Mr. Big. Mr. Big, and Merc exchange a few words. Mr. Big finally lets Merc aside, and Merc grabs the mic from Curly.
MERC: Now you three may wonder why I ran in on the title match at the rumble. Well it's simple. No one here or backstage deserves a shot at Maelstrom. Eddie your only claim to fame was that joke Ox title. Which was what over a year ago? Then we got you Spaz. Man your just old, and stale. Then there’s you Billy, I know your back there. Man you so need a woman. Maybe it would make you less uptight.
Merc sees the others glaring at him, notably Ratings.
MERC: Then there is Ratings, and Quinn. Well least Ratings is a winner.
Ratings nods in agreement, the crowd isn’t really liking what Merc has to say, but for now are tolerating his words.
MERC: So why do I deserve a shot at this title? Because unlike the lot of you, I have several victories over Maelstrom. Including when I won the Tri State title! So I can say that I am the best candidate to take the title off Maelstrom.
The crowd cheers, they would be happy to see anyone take Maelstrom’s title and at the moment Merc appears to be there best choice. There is suddenly some static on the Toomi-Tron and on it appears Toomi E Dangerously sitting behind a desk
TOOMI: Merc, Merc, Merc...just what in the Blue Hell do you think you're doing? You say you deserve a title shot, yet you have yet to prove in ANY of your previous shots just why you are even fit to represent the EWT as champion. The fact of the matter is, you had your last chance against Maelstrom. And you blew it. A worthy champion does not win by countout. A worthy champion wins by pinfall or submission.
Merc frustrated grabs the top rope and starts pointing and shouting at Toomi
TOOMI: And you, as well as Spaz, have both got to realize...there will be NO chance of either of you getting in that same ring with Maelstrom, AGAIN!!!
TOOMI: You see, I have final say so around here. Not you, not Spaz, not Maelstrom, not even these fans. But I tell you what Merc...you want a chance at the championship? You'll have a chance at Championship Gold. In fact, you & Spaz will...TOGETHER!!!! Against the EWT Tag Team Champions, Team Ireland.
The Toomi-tron blinks off into a dark screen, Toomi’s words still echoing around the arena. Merc really isn’t happy.
MERC: Well is that so? Well I think the EWT fans want to see the Mercenary as champion. So that’s why I sent out a petition to get another shot at Maelstrom. Because Toomi even you can't deny these fans what they want. Because I know you’re smarter then Vince McMahon!
As the crowd takes in this comment, “Spider Baby” by Fantomas hits from the speakers and out comes Cletus ‘Creepshow’ Quinn. He has a microphone in hand. As he heads to thre ring and enters he speaks.
CLETUS: These fans don’t want you Merc, they want a wrestler who can methodically dismantle Maelstrom. I had my chance a couple of months ago and now my experience has grown I want another shot at the big time.
CURLY: Hey Quinn, if Toomi denied Merc who won by countout, what makes you think he is going to let you have a shot when you lost cleanly twice.
CLETUS: Deny me all you want, I’m here to make my challenge known whether you guys like it or not!
As the ring begins to crowd tempers are beginning to show. Mr. Big tries to keep order but even he is having trouble. The two toga girls quickly leave as ‘Like a Virgin’ plays over the loudspeaker. Billy Ubermark leaps over the guard rail with a microphone in hand and stands on the announce table.
BILLY UBERMARK: I’m here for what I deserve, my rightful title shot!
RATINGS: You want a title shot?
BILLY: I dam well deserve one as much as you or Spaz does. I won’t let my spotlight be stolen again!.
*But before Billy can get going in his reasons why, The lights dim making the rampway red and "Stripsearch" by Faith No More plays. From the stage area out comes King Choculon, Curly is quick to talk*
CURLY: Bow down and worship peasants, King Coconut is here!
The newly crowned king takes up the microphone as he climbs the stairs to the ring..
KING CHOCULON: Curly Fries this isn’t the time or the place for your outbursts, save it for kindergarden. Now I would just like to come outhere and lay out my claim for a shot at the EWT World Heavyweight Title. As the winner of the Royal Pain in the Ass Rumble I deserve …
RATINGS: You deserve nothing it was a tainted victory!
’Remedy’ hits the speakers...and people see Eddie Omega emerge from the curtain ... The crowd stands to its feet cheering as shouts of Omega! Omega! fill the arena. Eddie looks to one side of the audience with his sunglasses on which elicits a response from the crowd and back towards the ring. He puts a mic up to his mouth as he casually walks to the ring.
EDDIE OMEGA: Ohhh, Maelstrom......I do believe
he walks closer to the ring.
EDDIE OMEGA: that you my friend ... are looking at the next EWT champion ...
He looks to the crowd
EDDIE OMEGA: ISN'T THAT RIGHT?!
The crowd cheers as Eddie is in impressive shape from his crazy training out in the desert, the six already in the ring are less than pleased that Eddie Omega is here.
EDDIE OMEGA: I see all these people, looking for a heavyweight title shot. I saw the mass amounts of people coming down the aisle, I was supposed to be the heavyweight champion. That is until everyone decided to get in my way!! Let me say this clear to everyone .. every single person that interfered in that match, that I swear to you when I get my hands on you, you will know for certain .. just exactly what my last name means, it .. will .. be the last time you ever get in my way! Eddie Omega, is going to be the next big thing .. I will have my title . .I won't be thwarted, by any
Eddie Omega points to all the people in the ring as he stands on the steps to the ring.
EDDIE OMEGA: of you .. And Maelstrom, I know you and me are destined to go at it again someday, somehow .. I promise to take that EWT Heavyweight title
Eddie drops the mic and ‘Remedy’ starts. Leaving all the participants wondering what he means by saying "the last". Eddie is about to leave when his music stops, the lights dim blue smoke billows up from the stage and the first strands of Le Gran Luxe play. The crowd had been chanting for Omega. They now turn to jeer and boo the man who stands on the stage beneath the cloud of smoke. The EWT World Heavyweight champion is here! Maelstrom stands on the stage his title resting over his shoulder, he looks across the seven competitors in the ring confident and in control.
MAELSTROM: How nice that all seven of you have got together to argue over my title belt. Hell you even lowered yourselves enough to appear on the Curly Long show.
Curly takes his microphone up
CURLY: Who the hell do you think you …
MAELSTROM (Cutting him off): I’m the EWT World Heavyweight Champion, but the question you should ask Mr. Munchkin is who the hell do you think you are? What have you achieved here in the EWT Curly Long that lets you talk so much trash? Every week the smallest half-pint in the history of wrestling treats himself like a big shot when the facts speak oh so clearly that you come up short every time! A measly two week tag title reign is hardly a legacy worth remembering. So Curly whilst I’m out here as a true Champion would you kindly shut the hell up!
Curly is for once lost for words, and although it looks like Ratings and Spaz want to say something Maelstrom continues.
MAELSTROM: Now then, I had been in the back tending to the seas creatures when I started watching this impromptu get together. I was especially intrigued when Toomi denied Spaz and Merc a shot at my title in a one on one situation again. Some champions in the past may have welcomed such a decision, but I can’t. You see I know what happens when you block a certain course; it finds another way, painfully if it has to. It leads to backstage assaults, interference, hired goons and in the end a major risk to my title reign.
The crowd boos loudly as Maelstrom continues his speech. Curly Long has sat down on his table muttering with Mr. Big. The other seven men are listening intently.
MAELSTROM: So while you seven argued out here I went to speak to Toomi and guaranteed the safety of this EWT World Heavyweight Title.
Merc raises his microphone to speak
MERC: What are you getting at Ma….
Maelstrom however cuts him off
MAELSTROM: Hold it right their Merc, and the rest of you, I know who you all are and you all know who I am. I am the EWT World Heavyweight Champion, and I know you all want this title and you want it bad.
Points to belt
Maelstrom: The ocean is a vast never-ending expanse of water from the crushing depths to the silky sands of the Caribbean. But it seems that there just isn’t enough room for this prestigious belt and all of us. Now I could accept a challenge from each one of you, but I recognise that some might consider that unfair. Especially after my match with Eddie Omega ended in a free for all brawl, which I might point out I was about to win.
Eddie motions for Maelstrom to come down to the ring right now and test that theory! A ‘Maelstrom Sucks’ chant can be heard along with several ‘Omega’ chants
MAELSTROM: You see I know I can beat any of you. That’s right any single one of you … one, two three…
Crowd boos
MAELSTROM: You Spaz, You Billy, You Merc, You King Choculon,You Ratings, You Cletus Creepshow and You Eddie Omega …
An Eddie Omega chant spliced with some chants for Choculon starts as all seven men in the ring protest or challenge Maelstrom to come to the ring right now.
MAELSTROM: I can beat you all, I know it.
More boos, combined with some chants for Merc & Spaz
MAELSTROM: These fans …
Points to the fans
MAELSTROM: Despite there fickle tastes and preferences. They know it too.
Fans boo even louder, a ‘We Won’t Turn’ chant can be heard
MAELSTROM: Yet you seven still keep at my EWT Heavyweight Title. Well no more! That’s right I’ve had it with you seven and your moaning, interfering lamprey like persistence … That is why I have arranged with Toomi for one match to end the debate. But not just any match, it is a special kind of match … so if you seven would care to turn to the Toom-itron.
Maelstrom raises his arm and beckons them to watch the giant screen hanging over him, a malevolent grin on his face.
MAELSTROM: I will show you what your interference at ‘The Royal Pain in the Ass Rumble’ has created. …
The arena lights dim, and the big screen flickers into life. On screen there is a wrestling ring on an island surrounded by water.
VOICE: “March 4th 2007” is a time for rivalries to end, a time for decisions to be made, a time for the ultimate prise to go to the ultimate predator. Eight men will compete, six men will go empty handed, one man will become champion the other …
A huge shark crashes through the camera on screen like a horrific car accident featuring teeth and terrible speed.
VOICE: “A Victim of the Ocean Depths”
A huge circular cage rises up out of the sand surrounding the on screen ring. Different angles portray it’s cold hard menace and brutality spliced with a variety of dangerous implements inside.
VOICE: “16ft of steel, bars of skin shredding metal with weapons on every rung. This is no place for the wary this is … THE LEVIATHAN CHAMBER!”
The crowd gasps in awe
The Camera continues to circle the cage, with glimpses of chairs, shovels, tables, ladders, barbed wire, sledgehammers, spikes, baseball bats and other weaponry. As it gets closer it focuses in on one large object sitting next to the ring, … it is a huge water tank
VOICE: “The first six leave of there own accord, but the final man, the man who is last to go will be quite simply … Shark Food!!”
The water tank reveals a huge shark possibly a Great White or maybe a Mako swimming around inside, the lid is off and the water is spilling. The shark turns to the camera and tries to eat it, rows and rows of dagger like teeth can be seen before it turns away again. The water slowly turns red and then the entire screen reddens. It drips off to reveal a black background with the simple words ...
“The Leviathan Chamber”
The lights in the arena come back on. The crowd roars with approval, the seven men who had been fighting amongst themselves now look solely at Maelstrom on the stage. Shock shows on all of the men’s faces, Spaz, Eddie and Merc look confident. Cletus & King Choculon look concerned but excited, whilst Ratings and Billy Ubermark look absolutely terrified at what may happen in the Leviathan Chamber. Maelstrom watches their expressions, an evil look of brutality upon his own face.
MAELSTROM: ‘March 4th 2007 is the date when your fate will be decided … Are you all ready for the feeding frenzy? I know I am because you see as I have always told you bickering seaweeds of the wrestling world … The Tide Will Turn!!
Maelstrom laughs and then walks backstage, the crowd is still in shock as the other wrestlers watch each other with a new sense of caution before leaving the ring.
(fade out to advert break)
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Post by The Line on Feb 16, 2007 15:35:20 GMT -5
*We see "Insecticidal" Andy Duke talking to someone backstage, who is off camera
Duke: OK. You know what to do, right? OK, good. Even if you forget, when we get out there, it'll be pretty appearent. The Cidal Squad will finally take off tonight! EWT will never know what hit them.Ok lets get ready.
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Post by The Line on Feb 16, 2007 16:07:35 GMT -5
We come back from commercial to see "Insecticidal" Andy Duke in the ring, suprisingly, without his partner Deamon Cohln. He has a microphone.
Duke: So many greats have walked down that aisle into this ring. So many great promos have happened both out here, and backstage. So many great characters have been allowed to shine here. So many great stories have been told, both with words, and with punches and kicks. But those stories can only be told if everyone involved does their share and carries their weight. Sadly, in the story I am refferring to, that was not the case. Deamon, get your ass out here! Don't play his music, don't give him his special lights! This is serious!
*Deamon walks out with no music*
Duke: Now Deamon, over a month ago, you joined the Cidal Squad, and you know how many matches you've had since then?
Deamon:...
Duke: One! You've had one match! And don't go blaming Toom E. or anyone else! Its your fault! Toom wasn't the one who booked you in Japan because you thought you could get a bigger paycheck! You didn't pull your weight, and because of that, the Cidal Squad has been a failure! And I can't stand that. Now, what do you have to say for yourself?
Deamon: Everything you said is true. But when it comes down to it, I'd rather align myself with what I hate the most, EWT, then be in a team with you!
Deamon Rips his Cidal Squad T-shirt, which angers Duke. The two start brawling, with wild punches being thrown. Deamon irish whips Duke, and Duke goes for a lariat, but Deamon ducks, and when Duke bounces back, he is hit with a VICIOUS elbow to the head. That may be it!
The lights go out! The Arena is in complete darkness. The lights come back on, and Jonathan Doe is the ring! He has Deamon's light tube! What is he doing here! Deamon turns around and gets SMASHED with that lightube. Doe goes to Deamon, who is now incapacitated on the ground, and looks like he's ready for his finishing move. He hits him with a SICKENING Curb Stomp! He goes out to the outside, looks like he's getting something from under the ring.
Duke is now up, and goes to the top rope, and hits a 450 splash on Deamon! Doe comes back in the ring, with a can. It looks to be...spray paint. They turn Deamon over, and Doe is spraying something on Deamons back! It says....
SLOTH
Duke and Doe shake hands, and "No Quarter" plays. It looks like the Cidal Squad now has a new member, and another member is gone. We need to get Sum Guy backstage to interview these guys!
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Post by The Line on Feb 16, 2007 16:14:47 GMT -5
Sum Guy: Sum Guy here!
The Cidal Squad of Duke and Doe walk out from the curtain that leads to the ringside area.
Guy: Duke, Doe, explain your actions.
Duke: I already did, in the ring. Deamon failed to deliver. I run the Cidal Squad like a business. I was looking for results, and Deamon simply didn't bring them, so I..let him go, and of course I had to fill the position. Speaking of which...
Duke hands the Mic to Jonathan Doe.
Doe: Two weeks ago, Andy approached me. He saw that I was being misused, and I saw that his current stable wasn't reaching its full potential.We agreed that we would both help each other out. So tonight just happened to be that night. Deamon also happened to be guilty of one of the deadly sins, Sloth. From here on out, you can call me...Sinnercidal.
Duke and Doe walk away.
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Post by SsnakeBite, the No1 Frenchman on Feb 16, 2007 16:34:31 GMT -5
*We' re once again backstage, were we see Mysth walkiing in a corridor. He reaches a closed door.*
KNOCK ! KNOCK !
*Someone opens the door from inside. It appears to be Coach O' Hare.*
O' Hare : YOU ! How dare you...
Mysth : Shut up, old man ! I' ve got something to tell you.
O' Hare : I' ve got nothing to tell you, you French moron ! Especially not after what you did to Liam ! Did you see how he is now ??
Mysth : Looks like your brain isn' t efficient enough to make you remember everything. Liam O' Neill is the one who provoked me, plus, if you sometimes respected the rules and let your guys go to the ring alone, none of this would have happened !
O' Hare : WHAT ?!
Mysth : Must I really remind you that if Liam is how he is now, it' s because YOU came with your f'n hurley ! YOU are the one who hit him first because you can' t aim right ! YOU are the one who let the hurley fall and allowed me to use it ! And YOU are the one who decided to go two-on-one against me ! I only defended myself ! An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth ! Plus, I didn' t really appreciate his way to interfere in my match against Merc !
O' Hare : I won' t let you get away with that !
*Coach O' Hare swings his hurley, but Mysth grabs it and takes it from O' Hare' s hands.*
Mysth : Now I' m the one who has the hurley so you' d better listen to me if you don' t want to end up like Liam !
O' Hare : ... what do you want ?
Mysth : What I want is a rematch against Liam O' Neill at the next PPV ! And I' ll beat him a second time !
O' Hare : NO WAY !!
Mysth : And before that, I want a match against Shane Malone, to get revenge from the infamous 8-man match, where once again Liam interfered when he wasn' t the legal man and cost me and my team the victory !
O' Hare : You' re nuts if you believe I' m going to accept that !
Mysth : But I' m a fair man, so, if I lose my next match, I will let Shane Malone chose the stipulations of our match. If I win, however... I will chose the stipulations for the match !
O' Hare : And why on Earth should I accept ??
Mysth : I' m deadly with a hurley.
O' Hare : ...
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You' ve got your matches, but you' d better be on your guards, 'cause we' re not gonna forgive you, and you will never beat the Irish...
*Mysth leaves the room with a smirk, and says, showing the hurley in his hand :*
Mysth : I keep that with me.
*goes to next segment.*
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Post by Oak: Certified Jade Hater on Feb 16, 2007 18:17:55 GMT -5
Fade in on the EWT Arena as the fans are still going nuts after the Homicide/Christopher Daniels vs. Bryan Danielson/Jimmy Jacobs match. As the crowd continues chatting, "Believe Me" by Fort Minor hits as Rated X come out to a moderate amount of cheers. Mike ignores the fans and slides directly into the ring as Chad does a little posing, having a good time. Eventually Chad slides into the ring and grabs a mike.
Chad: Hmm.... this seems a little different. Here we are, Rated X, in our second appearence in EWT since.... since..... f***, I can't remember the last time we were in this ring since the RPITAR. And why is that? Because we were lowballed. We traveled to Mexico because we were contacted to do a match, and ever since then, we were only in 1 f***ing match. How do you like that??
Mike: It's really easy to see why. Just like he has done before, Toom E. once again focuses on the "main-eventers" while ignoring others. That's why we've had 1 match in a month. But since Toom E. decided to skip over us, then were going to take matters into our own hands.
Chad: YOU HEARD THE MAN!!! BRING SOME PUNK B****ES OUT HERE SO THEY CAN GET THEIR ASSES WHIPPED!!
"Turn it Up!!"
Chad: Oh, hell no....
*Hell yes. Scotty 2 Hotty and Funaki come out, looking like they've overdoesd on coffee. Scotty and Funaki slide into the ring and get hit with double clotheslines. Mike grabs Funaki and tosses him into the turnbuckle before hitting a dropsault. Mike gets up quickly and hits another dropkick right in the nuts, taking out Funaki for a while.
While all this is going on, Chad has mounted Scotty and is focusing on the head, hitting it with repeated shots. Chad gets up and backs off as Scotty slowly gets to his feet. He barely has time to breathe before getting hit with a dropkick to the knee sending him down to the ground. Chad follows it up with a dropkick to the face. Funaki tries to hit a sneak attack, but Chad grabs him and along with Mike hits the Plastic Surgery. Chad and Mike pick Scotty up before hitting him with the Pepsi Challenge, knocking him out as well.
Chad: TOOM E.!!! We want some real competiton!! If ANYONE in the back has the balls, come out here and face us like men!!!
"Hybrid Stigmata" by Dimmu Borgir hits as Christopher Indigo and Joe One come out to a round of boos. Chad and Mike make the "come on!!" motion as Christopher and Joe start to make their way down to the ring. Suddenly, Mike and Chad are both knocked down from behind as TJT start to attack them. One and Indigo slide into the ring and join in the beating, making it 4-2. Mike tries to fight back, but a swift kick to the junk by Terina stops his comeback. Mike is hoisted in the air before getting hit with Thunder has Struck to Jupiter. Chad tries to stop this from happening, but Joe stops him with a spear, knocking him down. Indigo picks him up and spits in his face before hoisiting him in the air and hitting him with the Vision of Indigo. Rated X is laid out in the ring as TJT and Minipax stand in the air, triumphant.
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Post by Tha Kid Joker on Feb 16, 2007 18:20:05 GMT -5
We cut backstage where Cassinova is seen talking on a trendy cell-phone. He looks distressed as he apologizes to the person he's talking to.
Cassinova: Jess, baby, I told you I was sorry for not calling on Valentine's Day. I'll make it up to you somehow, I promise you.
The person on the other end says something inaudible.
Cassinova: Your boyfriend? Please, I could take him any day. He still doesn't have to know about us, though. Just let me take you out tonight, you won't regret it.
Sum Guy comes up behind Cassinova to get an interview, but Cassinova puts up his index finger to tell him to hold on.
Cassinova: I know you deserve better, that's why I bought two tickets for us to fly to Paris. You know, do it Frenchie style. Huh? You went there last week? Son of a... Well, what do you want from me?
The person says something.
Cassinova: Prove to you I love you? Uh... what if I had already told someone that I did, and had them on-hand to confirm it?
Cassinova looks at Sum Guy, winking.
Cassinova: Would that be proof enough? Because I don't tell people about my lady friends very often.
The person once again says something.
Cassinova: Alright, cool. Well, here he is. I'll put you on speaker.
Cassinova does so, and looks at Sum Guy. He puts his hand over the mouth-piece and talks at a low voice to Sum.
Cassinova: Look, this is Jessica freakin' Alba, so don't screw this up. Tell her that I told you that I love her.
Sum Guy: Woah dude. The Jessica Alba?
Cassinova: Mm hm. She's hot isn't she?
Cassinova takes his hand off the mouth-piece, expecting Sum Guy to tell the lie now. Sum is unaware of this.
Sum Guy: Well, as hot as somebody with the form of a 7-year old Ethiopian boy can be.
Cassinova looks at Sum Guy wide-eyed, before quickly getting back on the phone.
Cassinova: Jess, he was just kidding. Hello? Hello?
Cassinova cuts the phone off and closes his eyes, taking a deep breath.
Sum Guy: Uh... sorry?
Cassinova (sighing): ...What do you want?
Sum Guy: Just wanted an update on your Ox-Division Championship situation.
Cassinova: You know, mentioning that just brightened up my day. I tried to warn everyone that if the problem wasn't solved, I would solve it. Since no one heeded my warnings, I had to take matters into my own hands. I threw them both off of that scaffold to prove two things: One is that I'm more dangerous than I look, and the second is that not all pigeons can fly. Did you see how fast Crauswell dropped? Hah, and now look at Spyke. He now spends his time cutting himself and writing poems about how no one understands him. So yeah, I've got this division wrapped up. I doubt we'll be hearing from Ex-Dancemaster "Emo Kid" Spyke Johannson anymore, but Crauswell might be a pest in the future. I'll make it a priority to clip his cotton-filled wings and make sure he never comes back for the title after I tear it away from his cold, dead talons. And once I ascend to the top, you all can look at me and say, "Hey, I knew that guy back when he was only a thousand times better than me. Now he's a million times better! He's doing it real big!"
Cassinova prepares to say something else, but someone taps him on the shoulder. He turns around to face Carlito, his opponent for the week.
Carlito (accent intact): You. Pretty boy. You think you can just discount Carlito? We're fighting this week, and you think you can just ignore that and talk about your other problems like I'm not even here? Das not cool! I say you go down to the ring and prepare to get a lesson in cool.
As Carlito is talking, Cassinova sighs and casually puts on a set of brass knuckles. Carlito is too busy talking to notice, and has slipped into speaking in a flurry of Spanish. He finally stops and looks at Cassinova, pulling out his apple and tossing it a few times. Cassinova puts on a mock-surprised face and waits for it.
Carlito: It's tough being cool, Cass. Despite what you might think, you're not cool, and you don't really want to be cool. And you know what I do to people who don't want to be cool?
Carlito takes a big bite of his apple and chews it for a bit. As he prepares to spit, Cassinova takes a swing and connects with a huge uppercut. Carlito spits the apple into the air and falls to the ground. Cassinova climbs on top of him and beats him until he his bloody. When he is done, he stands and adjusts himself, putting the knuckles into his pocket. He then looks at the camera with a grim expression.
Cassinova: Ladies and gentlemen, I regret to inform you that due to unforeseen circumstances, Carlito will not be able to compete tonight. Therefore, the winner of the match by default--Cassinova.
Cassinova smirks and laughs a bit, putting his sunglasses on.
Cassinova: Crauswell, I'll see you soon.
Cassinova winks behind his glasses and walks off camera. Sum Guy and medical personnel check on Carlito as soon as Cassinova leaves the camera-frame. Soon after, we...
FADE TO COMMERCIAL
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Post by teamireland on Feb 16, 2007 18:26:00 GMT -5
*We see the Team Ireland locker room. Aidan & Sean are standing with their backs towards the camera muttering things that we can just barely hear. The phrases "What the hell...?" & "This'll drive him nuts." can just about be heard from them. Liam O'Neill enters with a beaming Coach O'Hare. Liam is twitching slightly. He opens his bottle of pills & pops a few of them. O'Hare pats Liam on the back.* O'Hare: Great job, lad, great job. You really showed that washed up old hack Billy Gunn how to do things in the ring, eh? Now we just have to concentrate on getting you a title match. I think the auld OX-Division title might suit you well, or maybe the Tri-State title, huh? Liam: [his eyes flickering about the room] There's something wrong here... something... something's amiss... what is it? Aidan... what is it? What? Aidan: Well, it's your... Liam: What's happened? What's wrong? *Liam pushes through, forcing Aidan & Sean aside as he gets towards his locker. He looks down & sees it totally trashed. His clothes ripped to pieces & even burnt a little. Pictures of his family & girlfriend in pieces on the floor. The locker bashed in. All his personal possessions wrecked & a note... a note attached to Coach O'Hare's Hurley... he picks up the note & reads it aloud.* Liam: "You're trying to destroy my dreams, I will destroy your life... M."
*Cut to the next segment*
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Post by Koda, Master Crunchyroller on Feb 16, 2007 23:17:46 GMT -5
Job Bher busts into Toom E. Dangerously's office.
Toom: What the hell do you want Job?
Job: It is about that bastard Koda Kazar!
Toom: What about him?
Job: I request a match with him at March 4th, 2007 with a special stipulation!
Toom: And that is?
Job: I request to face him in a barbed-wire match! The rules for this match? The ropes are replaced with three lines of barbed wire each, adn the turnbuckle pads are replaced with balls of barbed wire, and to top it all off, scattered all outside the ring is an assortment of weapons wrapped in barbed wire, such as bats, tables, chairs, things like that.
Toom: Hmm.....You know what? I like this idea, I think it will draw a lot of viewers. Request granted!
Job leaves Toom E.'s office and closes the door. The camera follows Job and when he closes the door, Job leans against it, and smiles an evil smile, before turning and walking off.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 17, 2007 0:11:50 GMT -5
*In the WP lockeroom, Axel is watching the tv intently as the Japanese tv dramedy Densha Otaku is playing. Jobby is watching, bored, and glances over at Axel. He gets a sudden idea and springs up to head for the door, he pauses.*
Jobby: Hey Axel... I need to...go to the bathroom...
*Axel pauses the DVD to turn and lift his shades.*
Axel: Why are you telling me?
Jobby: So you know where I'm going.
Axel: Dude, I don't care. Just come and go as you please. I'm not your freakin' parent.
*He turns back, drops his shades, and resumes his show.*
Jobby: Okay then, I will now go to the BATH-ROOM. So if you need me, I'll be in the BATH-ROOM.
Axel: GOOD-FOR-YOU.
*Jobby pauses for a bit then walks out of the room and slowly shuts the door.*
Jobby: HA! I totally fooled him! He actually thinks I'm going to the bathroom!
*From behind the door.*
Axel: No, I'm pretty sure you're up to something. Oh and I can hear you through the door.
Jobby: Oh...
Axel: *sigh* ...Just go do whatever...
*Jobby walks down the hallway and after a bit, he reaches his destination, the TJT lockeroom. He doesn't even knock as he barges in through the door. He looks around for a bit.*
Jobby: ...Hello?
*At first, no one is in the foyer. However, after but a few seconds, Terina walks out of the bathroom door, and having freshly showered, is clad in only a towel. Looking down, she doesn't notice Jobby, and makes her way over to the desk near the bathroom door to retrieve some magazine.*
*Before she gets it however, she notices something out of the corner of her eye, Terina turns around and tilts her head up, immediately spotting Jobby leisurely standing in the doorway.
Jobby: Hey! Can I talk you and the rest of TJT for a bit?
*Instantly, Terina lets off a series of shrieks. Just moments after the first one, Jimmy Thunder and Jason Jupiter storm out of two different rooms, yelling in a frenzy of obscenities and threats.*
Jobby: Okay good! Now-
Terina*Looking shocked*: WHAT THE wax ARE YOU DOING IN HERE?!
Jobby: Well--
Thunder: GET OUT!
Jupiter: GET OUT!
Terina: It's not bad enough you come in here unwelcome. Nooooo, that's not the worst part about it. You shouldn't even be allowed to see me like this!
Jupiter: Give her some privacy, you pervert!
Terina: How can I take a shower in peace with random people running into our locker room!
Jobby: Well the door was unlocked--
Thunder: Knock, you dumbass! Knock!
Terina: If you had walked in on me and I wasn't decent, I would've sued your ass for all you're worth!
Thunder: And that doesn't mean that we're not going to bust in your empty skull, either. *Cracks neck and knuckles.*
Jupiter: This is gonna be sweet! *Clenches his two fists. Both he and Thunder advance toward Jobby.*
Jobby: Wait! I've come to try to settle the problem between you guys and Axel! So I'm here to offer you the chance of a lifetime, to be apart of a party for Axel's birthday that I'm throwing on Tuesday!
Thunder: But Axel's birthdate is o-
Terina: *nudges * Keep talking.
Thunder: But his birthdate is in Ma-
Jupiter: *whispering* Quiet!
Thunder: Remember, we spoiled his celebration two years-
Terina: *whispering* Let's see what he's offering...
Jobby: Well, I was thinking that since I'm throwing such a big party and inviting people that he knows, I would invite you guys to do commentary for it.
Jupiter: What the wax would we want with--wait, I see where this is going.
Jobby: I thought this would be a good way to end all the disputes between everyone. What do you say?!
Terina: Hang on a sec, alright?
Jobby: Sure.
*Thunder, Jupiter and Terina all look around, and quickly huddle, talking in whispers.*
Terina: We're basically being welcomed in with this guy.
Thunder: Yeah, if we take advantage of this, we might be able to---well, ya know what? Let's save the specifics for later. What do you--
*Jobby is leaning over, almost to the point where he can discern the speech of TJT. Jupiter pulls his head out from the huddle for a moment.*
Jupiter: WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU STARING AT?!
*Jobby quickly shifts his head away and looks awya from the trio. They continue to whisper for a bit, and then break.*
Terina*In the most pleasant tone possible*: We'd be delighted to commentate on Axel's party? RIGHT, BOYS? *Elbow nudges both of them at the same time.*
Thunder: Right!
Jupiter: Yep!
Terina: So we'd be veeery happy to help with your little celebration for Axel. We accept.
Jobby: You mean it?
Terina: Yes.
Jobby: Really?
Terina*annoyed*: YES!
Jobby: Really really?
Terina: YES ALREADY! *CLutches forehead and rolls eyes.*
Jobby: AWESOME! This party is going to be soooo great!
*He walks over and sits on their couch.*
Jobby: Hey?! Is this where you do your "Shoots Back" bits?!
Jupiter: Dammit, get off our couch!
Thunder: Get off! Now!
Jobby: Oh, sorry! I'll see you there, everyone! I have to do back now, Axel thinks I'm going to the bathroom!
*Jobby rushes out the door.*
Thunder: That man's a wet match in a dark cave.
Jupiter: Room temperature IQ, I swear.
Terina: Least he's gone.
*Jobby pokes his head back into the room.*
Terina: What now!?
Jobby: And don't tell Axel!
*He shuts the door, leaving the Upper Crust Trio shaking their heads in anguish.*
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Post by Curly Long on Feb 17, 2007 11:16:40 GMT -5
Backstage in the EWT arena and Curly Long is not really that happy despite Mina cuddling up to him on his lap on perhaps one of the most luxorious sofas known to man. they are in Curly Long's office as Mr. Big walks in.
CURLY: Big, this can't go on. Being called a nothing on my latest Coliseum show was the final straw. That lumbering giant haddock man will see that Curly Long is not a man to be messed with. My legacy will last a life time in the EWT!
Mina begins to try and kiss Curly repeatedly
MINA: Oh your so manly Curly.
CURLY: Shut up Mina, this is serious.
Curly shoves Mina off the sofa, forcing Mina fall to the floor with a thud. Mr. Big is pacing
CURLY:We can't have this Team Ireland, Ultimo Chocula, Raskall and Trunk are all laughing at us. Big you even got jumped by that royal wally Chocula and his donkey sidekick last week. We can't have it, I want action Big, I want devestation, I want gold around my waist. Or My name isn't Curly Long the Midget King! Come March 4th ...
On the mention of the date Mr. Big suddenly becomes enraged, and roars with anger! He smashes the filing cabinet, rips off his shirt and grabs Curly Long and throws him across the room! Mina runs screaming around the room. Curly lands comfortably on his swivel chair which spins several times as Mr. Big storms out of the room beating up several unfortunate technicians before charging down the corridor!
MR BIG (Out of sight): RAARRRGGHHHH!!!
We go back to Curly who has managed to control his chair and is clearly perplexed by the episode. However he does not looked to concerned about being thrown across the room by Big, as if he had expected it. Mina is hiding behind the chair peering out at the destruction
CURLY: What the hell was that? I know I wanted something to happen, but not in our bloody office.
MINA: Shouldn't you go find him.
Curly looks at Mina taking her chin in his hand
CURLY: I may be the midget with the most baby, but I'm not going to try and calm down a 7ft 3 inch rampaging beast. I'm sure someone out there will try and do it anyway.
MINA: Can I do anything to help?
CURLY: Well you could calm down another beast for me ... heh
Curly grins at Mina, Mina grins at Curly. We fade out before the audience changes channel in disgust
(Cut to video rewind of the announcement for the Leviathan Chamber!)
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Post by Sajoa Moe on Feb 17, 2007 11:58:42 GMT -5
Back in the EWT Arena, the ToomiTron turns on. Toom E. Dangerously is sitting behind his desk in his office, smirking.
Toom E.: Hmm, Curly Long. A man so small, yet with such a huge temper. Tell you what, "Midget King"; I'm going to allow you to put that bad attitude to good use. Because on Sunday, March 4th, you will get your wish for a shot at gold, when you and your cohort, Mr. Big, take on Team Ireland, should they make it to March 4th with gold intact, for the EWT Tag Team Championships.
But you know what? A simple two-on-two tag team title match doesn't interest me enough. We need to spice it up a bit. That's why I've decided to add your old friend King Choculon, along with his partner Daryl Dragon, to the mix. Your Highness, King Choculon; I certainly hope you're up to the challenge of having two matches in one night. Maybe now you'll realize how important the title of EWT Royalty truly is.
But three tag teams still doesn't seem like enough. Because there's another team out there that's put butts in seats, that has had several shots at the tag team titles, and have surely impressed the hell out of me over these past few months. I speak, of course, about Rick Raskall and Marcus Trunk. As far as I can tell, none of these four teams care much for each other, so it should end up being one hell of a fight.
But....there's still something missing. A match this big needs some kind of special stipulation. Team Ireland, you defended those titles in Escalator to Heaven, ladder matches, cage matches, and everything in between. That's why I have decided that you, Team Ireland, will be defending your EWT Tag Team Championships against King Choculon and Daryl Dragon, Curly Long and Mr. Big, and Rick Raskall and Marcus Trunk...
...in a Fatal Four-Way Tag Team Elimination Chamber.
A sinister grin spreads across Toomi's face as the ToomiTron flickers out.
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Post by Rick Raskall on Feb 17, 2007 16:34:10 GMT -5
The Newly Franchised Naturals are already in the ring as Dave Penzer announce the arrival of Raskall and Trunk.
David Penzer: This tag team contest is slated for one fall. Approaching the ring, at a combined weight of 518 pounds, Raskall and Trunk!
Raskall and Trunk dash into the ring and start pounding on Stevens and Douglas.
Mike Tenay: And Raskall and Trunk wasting no time in getting this match underway!
Don West: THEY'VE COME IN LIKE A HOUSE OF FIRE, MIKE TENAY!!
Trunk tosses both Naturals out of the ring.
Mike Tenay: Stevens and Douglas, the Newly Franchised Naturals, getting dumped out of the ring! And what's Rick Raskall setting up for?
Don West: HERE IT COMES MIKE TENAY! LOOK OUT!
Raskall comes off the ropes and dives over with a Corkscrew Plancha.
Tenay: AAAAOOOOHHHHH and he hits it! We've gotta take a commercial break! Back with more action after this!
Commercial break
Back to the match. Chase Stevens has Rick Raskall in an armbar.
Tenay: Welcome back EWT fans! Rick Raskall is in a predicament right now!
West: HOW CAN HE GET OUT OF THIS HOLD! IT'S CINCHED IN!!
Raskall manages to struggle out of the armbar, then kip up and hit an amrdrag takedown. He dives into his corner to tag in Trunk as Stevens tags in Douglas.
West: AND HERE WE GO, MIKE TENAY!!
Trunk drops Douglas with a clothesline, then whips him into the ropes for a big back body drop.
Tenay: (overexaggerating) BIIIIIIIIIG back body drop! Hear that? There's a certain announcer in another company that used to say that, and it's stupid! You can only hear the best calls of big back body drops here in EWT!
West: THAT'S RIGHT MIKE TENAY! AND LET ME REMIND YOU THAT THE BEST OF EWT'S HARDCORE MATCHES IS ON DVD RIGHT NOW! YOU WON'T FIND DVDS LIKE THESE ANYWHERE ELSE BUT IN EWT!! GET 'EM WHILE THEY'RE HOT!!!
Trunk whips Douglas to the ropes and comes off the opposite end, but Shane Douglas (who was supposed to have dumped the Naturals, but is still hanging around them, apparently) grabs the leg of Trunk. Stevens and Douglas take advantage and knocks Trunk out of the ring.
Tenay: There goes Marcus Trunk! Out of the ring!
Rick Raskall and Chase Stevens are currently duking it out in the ring. Stevens kicks Raskall in the gut and sets him up for a powerbomb. Douglas goes to the top rope.
Tenay: Uh oh, the Newly Franchised Naturals setting up their finishing maneuver!
Douglas flies off the top rope with a missile dropkick, and....misses.......completely. With Stevens holding Raskall on his shoulders and looking like a doofus, Raskall simply shrugs and flips Stevens into a pinning hurricanrana combination.
1...2...3!
David Penzer: The winners of this match, Rick Raskall and Marcus Trunk!
Raskall celebrates the win, despite neither he nor Stevens being the legal man at the end.
Tenay: Raskall and Trunk pick up the victory here today, Don!
West: THAT'S RIGHT, MIEK TENAY!! AND IT LOOKS LIKE RICK RASKALL'S GOT SOMETHING TO SAY!!
Tenay: I wonder what it could be! I wonder what Rick Raskall is going to say when he picks up that microphone!
Raskall: Ha! Finally, justice is served around here!
Tenay: "Justice is served"? What does he mean by that?
Raskall: ...because with the announcement of the Elimination Chamber match, all those numbnuts who have screwed up our shot at the titles will be in there with us, and it'll all be legal!
Tenay: That's right, Elimination Chamber Match for the titles, March 4th, 2007!
Raskall: And another thing...
Tenay: What is it? What's he going to say next?
Raskall: Can we please get another announce crew out here?
Tenay makes the scrunchy squirrely angry face.
Raskall: Because I am tired of hearing them talk over my and everybody else's interviews! Nobody wants my super sexy golden voice to be overshadowed by some screaming idiots trying to shill merchandise. But if we can't get you guys replaced, at least remember to tell everyone at home that the date, March 4th, 2007, is the day that Raskall and Trunk will finally get their hands on tag team gold!
Raskall drops the microphone and he and Trunk exit the ring.
Tenay: Well Don, apparently we're not nearly as popular as everyone says we are.
West: ARE YOU KIDDING MIKE TENAY? WE'RE THE TOP ANNOUNCING TEAM IN THE WORLD TODAY!!! THERE'S ANOTHER COMPANY OUT THERE WITH THREE ANNOUNCE TEAMS, AND THEY'RE ALL TERRIBLE!! THAT COMPANY SUCKS!! AND WE'RE THE BEST DAMN ANNOUNCE TEAM IN THE...OOH SHINY RED BALL!!
A ball rolls past the announce table as West scrambles out of his chair to get it.
Tenay: Hopefully Don West returns back to his announce position, so we can call more exciting EWT action!
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Ragnal
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Post by Ragnal on Feb 17, 2007 16:53:46 GMT -5
*Mike Ragnal is backstage wiewing a small TV monitor. He rubs his dimpled chin as Sum Guy walks on, microphone in hand.*
SG: Hello, I'm Sum Guy, and...Mike, is that-?
MIKE: Sshhhhh!
SG: But why are you watching-?
MIKE: Shhhhhhh!
SG: Do you have something planned for-?
MIKE: Sum. What part of-
*Mike leans right into Sum's ear, and as loudly as possible:*
MIKE: SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
*Sum leaps back, grabbing his ear in agony.*
MIKE: Do you NOT understand?!
SG:...What? Sorry, I think I've gone deaf in this ear-
MIKE: JUST ASK YOUR QUESTION!
SG: Okay, well, as you already know, you and Oceanic will be facing off at the March 4th PPV in a Pure Wrestling Rules match for your Tri-State championship. But not too many of the fans understand just what the rules of a Pure match are.
MIKE: Sum?
SG: Yes?
MIKE: You're speaking for yourself, just so you know.
SG: Alright, fine...could you please xplain the rules to me?
MIKE: There you go. First off, one of the biggest rules are the ropebreaks. In a normal match, you have as many ropebreaks as possible. In this match, you've only got three. Once you've used them up, your opponent can use the ropes to their advantage.
That ten count rule you have outside the ring? Upped to twenty. That's right, twice the amount of time to use that outside area to your advantage.
Also, taking a page from the old school matches, no closed fists. You could slap your opponent, but if the ref sees a closed fist, the match ends, and it's a DQ. While we're on that, the most important rule: much like any title in TNA, the title can change hands by disqualification or count out.
SG: Well, with that in mind, shouldn't you be worried about losing the title to Oceanic?
*Mike stands silently for a moment, looking back at the monitor, wiping his mouth and then takes a deep breath.*
MIKE: Sum...I gotta be honest. I already am worried. And Oceanic sees it. She saw it when I called this match, she saw it when I came up with the Shock to the System...and she sees it now.
But that doesn't mean I won't put my heart into this match. I'll fight my damnedest, I'll fight my hardest, and by god, I will show Oceanic that I AM the better wrestler!
Now if you don't mind, Sum...I have some reviewing to do.
*Sum walks off, and Mike looks back over at the monitor. In a matter of seconds, Mike smiles, and turns the monitor off.*
MIKE:...Perfect.
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Maelstrom
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The Tide Will Turn!
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Post by Maelstrom on Feb 17, 2007 17:37:06 GMT -5
We are backstage and Maelstrom is walking down the main corridor towards Toomi's Office. Sum Guy approaches for an interview.
SUM GUY: Hello, I'm Sum guy and I laugh in the face of danger!
Sum runs over to Maelstrom, who isn't best pleased at having his walk interrupted.
SUM GUY: Hahahahaha ....
Maelstrom slaps Sum Guy acorss the face
MAELSTROM Get a hold of yourself .. what do you want?
SUM GUY: Ow ... erm .. Maelstrom everyone wants to know about the Leviathan Chamber ... mainly what are the rules?
MAELSTROM: The Rules? You want the rules for possibly one of the most barbaric matches to ever take place in the EWT.
SUM GUY: Yes .. I mean I think so ... I ...
MAELSTROM: Well Sum they are very simple ... 8 men enter the chamber. No timers here, just one huge free for all in a 16ft circular steel cage. They fight, bleed and hurt each other using anything they can get there hands on, be it a chair, barbed wire, tables or spikes.
Sum Guy is slowly turning paler and plaer by the second
MAELSTROM: Pin, Submission or the inability to continue can eliminate a wrestler. Eventually when only two are left there is only one way to end the match.
SUM GUY: Which is?
Maelstrom leans close to Sum Guy's face.
MAELSTROM: Dump your opponent into the shark tank and then close the lid!
Sum Guy is visibly trembling
SUM GUY: Gulp ... A shark?! ...
MAELSTROM: Der Dun, Der Dun ... Sum ... Dun Dun Dun Dun Dun ...
MAelstrom finishes by shoving Sum Guy who falls into a office drinking water canister, and getting completely drenched. Sum Guy screams in terror! Maelstrom just laughs menacingly
MAELSTROM: Now get out of my sight I have to talk to Toomi.
Maelstrom walks off, leaving Sum Guy to wet himself at the thought of an actual Shark being in the EWT building!
(fade out)
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