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Post by Perpetual Nirvana on Jan 31, 2011 16:31:54 GMT -5
JB: The following contest is scheduled for onr fall. Introducing first, from Tokyo, Japan, weighing 200 pounds, Okada!
JB: And his opponent, making his WCTNA debut, from Cameron, North Carolina, weighing 236 pounds, Matt Hardy!
Tenay: Well the elder Hardy making his debut here. West: Yeah Matt has had great success with his brother Jeff but he's also had a great singles career too. Tenay: Now he's trying his hand in WCTNA.
Matt Hardy v Okada 3 votes 10 minutes
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Post by The Tank on Jan 31, 2011 16:32:34 GMT -5
Uh...wanna count that one up again, PN? The two votes for Kaz were after the time. So they were. My bad.
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Post by The Tank on Jan 31, 2011 16:32:55 GMT -5
And Matt Hardy with a Side Effect.
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Post by lodirulz on Jan 31, 2011 16:35:29 GMT -5
Matt Hardy with a big splash. The impact breaks the ring with authority.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 31, 2011 16:37:21 GMT -5
Matt with a FIRST VICTORY PUNCH!!! ;D Btw.....there is a conspiracy huh PN?
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Post by Malibu Albino on Jan 31, 2011 16:38:00 GMT -5
Hardy with a diving leg drop.
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Post by Perpetual Nirvana on Jan 31, 2011 16:43:05 GMT -5
Matt Hardy catches Okada running in and hits the Side Effect. Matt gestures to the crowd as Okada gets to his feet. Matt then kicks Okada in the gut and hits the Twist of Fate!
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JB: Here is your winner, Matt Hardy!
Tenay: Matt Hardy's WCTNA career gets off to a winning start here. West: You gotta wonder what his future plans are. Could there be Hardy Boys reunion in the works? Tenay: What are you, a teenage girl all of a sudden? West: I'm just saying.
We cut backstage to Sarita and Winter…
Last week, a horrible incident occurred on this show. Something that should not have been allowed to air on television!
Last week, on this program….
Somebody thought it was a good idea to give Tara TV time!
Seriously luv, who in de’r right mind could’ve t’ought dat was a good idea?!
I know. I mean, look at her! She’s a warhorse…
Emphasis on “horse”.
Who the hell wants to see that relic clogging up the airwaves?!
Ah know! I mean, did yew see her lahst week? Ahll dose wrinkles?! Eww, gross!
Yes, it was horrifying. But apparently, the powers-that-be feel we haven’t been punished enough. Because tonight, they’re putting yours truly in the ring with that… that…
Thing!
Whaht?! Yew mean, yew actually hahve t’touch her?!
*shudder* Yes, sadly.
But here’s the thing. Yeah, she’s old, wrinkled, and shriveled up, but aside from that, there’s nothing to worry about. Once you get over the fact that nobody wants to touch or look at her, there’s really nothing to worry about, is there?
Gee, Ah guess not!
I mean, think about it. She’s so old, all I have to do is slam her and she’ll break a hip!
You see Tara, it’s time for you to step aside. Over the hill doesn’t even begin to cover it. Before, I called you an old horse. Well guess what? Winter and I just opened up a glue factory. So giddy up!
Sarita and Winter walk away, laughing, as we fade out.
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Post by Perpetual Nirvana on Jan 31, 2011 16:46:10 GMT -5
JB: The following contest is sheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Los Angeles, California, Tara!
JB: And her opponent, accompanied by Winter, from Mexico City, Sarita!
Tenay: Well this match stems from last week where Tara was attacked by Sarita and Winter after a handicap match with the Beautiful People. And this may as well be another handicap match here. West: What do you mean? Tenay: Well I don't think Winter is gonna be an impartial observer. West: She's just out here for moral support. TYenay: Yeah, right.
Tara v Sarita 3 votes 10 minutes
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Post by The Tank on Jan 31, 2011 16:46:23 GMT -5
Sarita with a Mexican Uppercut.
....which is a regular uppercut, just......different...somehow.
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Post by Triple H buried SnS on Jan 31, 2011 16:52:53 GMT -5
Sarita with a brainbuster
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Post by Malibu Albino on Jan 31, 2011 16:53:12 GMT -5
Sarita with a diving crossbody
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Post by Perpetual Nirvana on Jan 31, 2011 16:58:34 GMT -5
Tar hits a sidewalk slam on Sarita and then goes for the Widow's Peak. Winter tries to jump in the ring but is stopped by the ref. But the distraction allows Sarita to get out of the Widow's Peak and roll Tara up.
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JB: Here is your winner, Sarita!
Sarita starts putting the boots to Tara and Winter joins in. Sarita hits the La Reinara.W inter follows up with the Cold Snap. Sarita and Winter then leave.
Tenay: Didn't I tell you? West: Well a blind squirrel finds a nut once in a while. Tenayu: Well bottom line, for the second week in a row Sarota and Winter have left Tara laying in the ring.
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Post by Perpetual Nirvana on Jan 31, 2011 17:00:24 GMT -5
We head to Team 3D's lockeroom, where.... Wait. Team 3D's lockeroom? The place where they play strip poker dressed in clown costumes? The place where they imitate Guido's?.... Oh god. I should be narrating this promo, but I'm.... I'm scared. I have a wife and three kids. I'm a wonderful businessman. But why, oh why did they have to give me Team 3D? (Sighs) Well, I guess I lived a full life. Let's see what there up to this time..... There are noises in the background. What could they be doing this time? Bouncing on pogo sticks while throwing watermelons at elephants? Or maybe dancing with a Japanese man who prances around with feather bows? (Opens a door) GASP! IT"S EVEN WORSE! THE HORROR! IT'S...... IT"S.......
Brother Devon sleeping? In normal clothes for once? (Breaths sigh of relief) Thank god. Just ignore all of this, I was just thinking that something else would happen. (Regains composure)....... _____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ We head to the back, where Brother Devon is sleeping in his lockeroom. To the near overjoy of the fans, he's wearing regular Team 3D clothing. It's about 40X then some of the other stuff he's been wearing recently. Want to know exactly what? Look it up. It's bad. Form the looks of it, Brother Devon is not having a very good dream. He's frowning. Shivering. Cringing. I'd hate to be him right now. Brother Devon gets worse and worse, as he tosses and turns. Now he's hugging the pillow he brought with him. Cold sweat can be seen starting to form.
No. NO. NO!!!!! AHHHHHHH!!!!!!
Brother Devon screams at the top of his lungs, throwing himself off the couch. As soon as he picks himself back up, Brother Ray runs in, looking around wildly.
WHAT"S GOING ON? WHAT HAPPENED?
Oh my brother, I had a terrible, most awful dream!
Did you watch the wrestling show entirely booked by Vince Russo again? For the last time, you got to stop doing th-
No! I never did and never will again! What I thought of was far worse!
(Sighs) I suppose I got some quick time to kill. Go on, what happened this time?
It was us, man! I dreamed that we were treated like a complete joke!
Uh...... Ok. What happened that made us become such losers?
Good god, it was incredible! We played strip poker with some Latin Italian man, and I was dressed up like a clown! And after I spent some time in a local insane asylum, we paid tribute to the guy because he got fired! And we were fist pumping and wearing headbands and glasses, and we even had to change our names like we were in the Jersey Shore! Oh lord o mighty, it was bad!
...............
Let those thoughts gather into your head for a second. And you know what the really scary part is? It.... It felt so real!
Uh..... Devon?
Yeah?
... This isn't freaking DALLAS. Those things felt real because they ARE real. I'm surprised you even remember those times! You've made no sense for the past couple of months! I just don't understand! What's making you this way-eh... Huh?... Wait a minute. Do you remember.... Our scouting tapes?
Of course man. What about them?
Well, do you remeber...
We go into a rippled flashback, where Team 3D are looking at tag teams for Tag Team Warfare.
Oh yeah..... So?
But wait! It goes farther! How about our return?
Another faded flashback is shown, This time Team 3D in the ring for there return. [/color][/quote]
What's wrong with it? My mind went blank!
OR..... perhaps your jokes are a reality?
Huh?[/color]
Well let's see. In a span of four months. You have lost your train of thought. Mindlessly wandered around backstage during an interview for CORN CHIPS. You have been passed out on a table somewhere in a Home Depot. You fell asleep on me during the Tag Team Warfare tournament! Add that up with what you have done recently...... [/color]
Wha- What are you saying?
Brother Ray sits down on the couch, looking his partner right in the eye.
I'm going to ask you something truthfully. Can you answer honestly?
Of course man. What's the problem?
Devon.... (Sighs)..........
Do you have a drinking problem?
The fans buzzing in the arena go dead silent. Cold. Brother Devon looks stunned, as Brother Ray nods.
N-N-No man. Of-Of course not. What could possibly make you think that?
Devon, let's face it. I've been the one focusing seriously on our dreams. Since we have returned, we could have done a lot better then we have! We have been losing more then we should for a team of our experience! You've been out of it! It's like your in your own personal world! Come on Devon, you got to admit that!
Wh-Wh-Why are you using High Flight as an example? Those jokes have been about drugs!
I know. But just because there stereotype is something different doesn't mean it does not have a same effect. Alcohol hurts just as much as drugs. I feel you when I say that. I know what it's like. It's like pumping poison into your body if it gets into high amounts. And you got to stop! People have looked at us like nothing! They think we are easy tasks now! What happened to the good times? When we were dominant? Gone. Because you drank them all away. Come on man, admit it! You have a problem. We can get though this! Just say it!.... Come on, say it!
All of a sudden, Brother Devon breaks down. He throws himself into his partner's arms, his eyes filling with tears. Brother Ray pats him on the back, as Brother Devon sniffles.
YOUR RIGHT! There's a problem with me! Even since we first retired, I wanted a new life! I wanted to be with my wife and children! I wanted to run around with them and watch them grow up! But my passion for the ring was still bubbling. My wife said it was ether them or wrestling... AND I COULD"T CHOSE! I spent day in and day out, drinking at the bars, then hanging out in the lockerooms of the arena! Do you know what it feels like to chose between two things you love? It's- it's hurtful! I ended up leaving everything I have to get the old team back! To recreate the legend! But when I think of my beautiful kids wondering where I am.... My aggressions grew! I started thinking of crazy ideas with no judgment or regret! And to force you to take part in them, to humiliate myself in front of the world...... IT"S HORRIBLE! ..... This is my only thing to fall back on! If you went solo, I'd have nothing else! ...... Oh my brother, WHAT CAN I DO?!
Devon continues to sob, the crowd, the anouncers.... not saying anything. It's like time froze on that second.
I know what you can do. After we become the number one contenders, I'm going to bring you back to your family. I want to see you tell your wife and kids that you love them. I can't stand to see you this way. It's just unhealthy! But I- I'm speechless. I can't believe your behavior was caused.... by all of this.
R-Ra-Really?
Of course! Devon, you should have told me earlier. Come on Devon, we have been best friends. Like brothers at that! Since WCECW, when we put others through flaming tables. Form the WCWWE, when we were the best team anybody could find! When our legacy grew! Devon, do you realize how many tag team titles we have won since then?
Yeah. Qu-Qu-Qu-Qu-Quite a lot.
And here. In WCTNA. Opportunity knocks for the grizzled veterans. We got London Underground. A team of the future. But they got us. Do you think, perhaps.... you can cheer up with a 3D?
...... Oh, my brother!
The two men huge, to enormous cheers form the fans. The cameras quickly pan into the crowd, where others are actually crying at what they are seeing.
We got a bond that can never be matched. You ready to get back on our feet?
Am I ready? OH, TESTIFY!
Devon?
Yeah?
You finally got volume down.
Brother Devon smiles, as Brother Ray gives a pat on the back. The two talk strategy, as they head to the ring.
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Post by Perpetual Nirvana on Jan 31, 2011 17:05:03 GMT -5
JB: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it to determine the number one contenders for the WCTNA World Tag Team Championship!
JB: Introducing first, from New York City, at a combined weight of 589 pounds, Brother Ray, Brother Devon, Team 3D!
JB: And their opponents, from London, England, at a combined weight of 465 pounds, Desmond Wolfe and Brutus Magnus, London Underground!
Tenay: Well here we go, winners of this match will face London Brawling at Against All Odds. West: Well you got tow worthy challengers but only one of them can go on to challenge for the tag titles.
WCTNA World Tag Team Championship #1 contenders match Team 3D v London Underground 3 votes 10 minutes
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Post by The Tank on Jan 31, 2011 17:06:02 GMT -5
Team 3D with a......3D!
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Post by Malibu Albino on Jan 31, 2011 17:13:25 GMT -5
Devon with a Diving Headbutt on Wolfe.
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Post by Perpetual Nirvana on Jan 31, 2011 17:16:43 GMT -5
Wolfe goes for a lariat on Ray but Ray catches him and hits the Brother Bomb! Devon takes out Magnus and together he and Ray hits the 3D on Wolfe!
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JB: Here are your winners, Team 3D!
Tenay: And Team 3D advance to challenge London Brawling. West: Yeah, I can't wait.
*Angelina and Velvet are sitting in the back having their makeup and hair done. Neither are talking to the other. They sit like this for several minutes.*
... Look. I know you are still mad at me over last week.
Last week? Why? What happened last week?
Oh, stop it. You know good and well what I'm talking about.
*gets mad* Why yes. Yes I do, Velvet. I had Tara down and was ready to hit the Botox Injection on her. And you go and tag yourself in and get the pin yourself.
And tell me, Angie, if I had Tara ready for the Skyliner and you were in my position, you wouldn't have done the same thing?
*Love doesn't answer*
Yea, that's what I thought. I've been on the other side of that before and it sucks. But I'm expected to just turn the other cheek and keep smiling. All I'm asking for is a little of the same in return.
*Love considers this*
I'm not saying you have to like it. Hell, i'm not even asking you to forgive me. All i'm asking is that you realize that this is the Beautiful PEOPLE... not the Beautiful PERSON and her lackey. We'll each have our shot at something great. This time, its my turn.
*sigh* I guess you have a p...
Hello girls!
*Daffney walks over*
How we all doing over here?
*Velvet and Angelina jump to their feet ready for a fight*
Oh sit down! Like I don't have better things to do than pick a fight with you. Besides, it seems like you two have got that covered all on your own.
Forgive us if we don't believe you. So why exactly have you barged in here?
I so lack for entertainment these days. I get my fun were I can. Like watching the two of you spilt apart at the seams.
*Daffney talkes a seat*
So where were we? Vel, I believe you were saying something about it being your turn?
Splitting apart? puh-lease.
Yea, even though Velvet weaseled her way into the title shot, we're fine.
Yea.. and wh... wait. What do you mean weaseled!?
*ignores Velvet* But regardless of which Beautiful people faced you at the Pay Per View... you'd be losing that belt. So don't come in here trying to start something. It isn't going to work.
Please. You too are all high and mighty about how "unified" you are but truth is, I can have you at eachothers throats with one word.
*BP turn to one another*
What the hell is she talking about?
I dunno, I bet its a trick.
So should we call her out on it?
*Velvet nods and turns back to Daffney* Nice try, Daffers. You don't have that much control over anyone...and especially not the beautiful people.
Okay, maybe not one word. More like...seven.
One...seven... five thousand... it doesn't matter. The result will be the same. You have no power over us, Daff. And your mind games won't work.
*Daffney smirks. Then she gets up and crosses over to Velvet. She leans in and whispers in Velvet's ear so Angelina can't hear what she's saying.*
Well if you excuse me I have other things to attend to. So I'll see you gals later.
*Daffney walks off.*
Pfft. See, nothing. Right Vel?
*Angelina turns to see Velvet deep in thought*
Vel? VEL! *Velvet turns her head towards Angelina* What did she say?! *Velvet turns away from Angelina and walks away.* Vel...?
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Post by Perpetual Nirvana on Jan 31, 2011 17:18:45 GMT -5
Beer Money are sitting in their dressing room.
Bobby, I'm a little worried about facing JKO tonight.
Why is that?
You could kick his ass one handed.
Well, you know, I'm just a little worried about the whole bi thing.
What do you mean?
I mean the two of us are going to be out there, grappling, touching each other, I just don't want him to, you know . . .
Alright, Jimmy, stop right there.
Now I've known you for a long time, but I never in a million years thought you'd be a homophobe.
Homophobe?
I just don't want him to start crying or get all mopey while I'm kicking his ass.
What the hell are you talking about?
He's bipolar, right?
That's not what bi means.
What is it then?
I'll have Ric sit you down and give you the talk later, right now you have a match.
You're right, Bobby, this is no time for psychology, it's time to fight.
Let's go.
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Post by Perpetual Nirvana on Jan 31, 2011 17:20:32 GMT -5
JB: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, accompanied by Robert Roode, from Leiper's Fork, Tennesse, weighing 230 pounds, James Storm!
JB: And his opponent, accompanied by Shark Boy, from Miami, Florida, weighing 257 pounds, JKO!
Tenay: This all comes form last week when Deer Money attacked JKO and Shark Boy. West: And iI'm hearing that it's been made offical for Against All Odds. Beer Money will take of Shark Boy and JKO.
James Storm v JKO 3 votes 10 minutes
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Post by The Tank on Jan 31, 2011 17:23:43 GMT -5
Storm with a kick sort of thing that could perhaps be described as super.
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