Chanel #99 Posted July 15, 2016 Report Share Posted July 15, 2016 The show opens with bright, cheery music playing, as we see a few seconds of Zack Malibu's big World Title win a couple of weeks back, at Anglemania III, before it fades into crowd shots from last week's HeldDOWN~!. The cheery music continues in the background, as we see the confetti and balloons falling from the sky, as footage of Malibu's entrance for the victory celebration plays. Footage of Zack getting emotional and thanking the fans follows, but right as he changes his topic....*DONG*. Darker, more depressing music plays, as the tint of the feed goes darker, as spliced-up footage of Sly Sommers coming to the ring plays. Neatly-edited clips of Sly blabbing on, starting with his warning to Zack, play. Then, a long fade of a violin playing a long note goes in the background while Malibu stands behind Sly, waiting to superkick him....and *KABOOM*! School's Out connects, and spliced-together footage of Sly and Zack stare at each other as the words from the end of the show play in the background..."Next week...consider the cat let out of the bag!"OAOAST HeldDOWN~! “Trust me†by Lucy Woodward plays as we SEE THE LOGO~ Fireworks go BOOM!, and the crowd goes ape-nuts! We then cut to Sofa Central... MC WELCOME to this week's edition of HeldDOWN~!~! We have some huge matches on this week's program! Isn't that right, Coach? COACH Indeed, we do! This week, we'll see the "Battle of the Stones", as new HeldDOWN~! star Drek Stone battles with Simon Stone! CABOOSE Plus, we'll see the big man, Gunner Sharps, do battle with the charge of "Jivin'" Jim Ross himself, Dan Black! MC And to think, Jim Ross used to be more respected than even myself... CABOOSE He still is! MC Shut up! COACH Let's go to the ring for our first match before you two kill each other! *A lightning bolt hits the entrance as the crowd stands in anticipation of what they know is coming. “No Chance in Hell†hits as the crowd begins to boo. Smoke fills the entrance way as the Mexican flag appears on the titantron. Mr. Boricua exits the entrance way and looks around at the crowd with a sneer as he begins to make his way to the ring.* ANNOUNCER Making his way to the ring Tijuana, Mexico, weighing in at 300 pounds......MR. BORICUA! *The fans stand and boo as Boricua enters the ring and raises his arms on the turnbuckles jawing at the fans that have chosen to jeer him. Suddenly though the boo’s turn into wild cheers as the OU fight song begins to play.* ANNOUNCER And his opponent! From Norman Oklahoma, weighing in at 228 pounds.......RYAN SMITH!!!! *The fans explode as Smith appears on the ramp and pumps his fist to the sky in excitement. He stops on the ramp and points at Mr. Boricua before charging the ring!* COLE Boricua angry that Smith beat Cuban Wall last week thinks he can do it! COACH And he’s going to have trouble with the way that Smith is charging to the ring! CABOOSE Or Smith is going to get his block knocked off. *Smith charges into the ring and quickly ducks a Boricua clothesline before coming back with a hard punch to the face. Boricua is stunned as Smith begins unloading on him with hard boxer like lefts and rights. Boricua staggers backwards as Smith backs him to the ropes and then irish whips him across the ring. Smith is waiting with a high flipping dropkick on Boricua’s way in. Boricua hits the ground as he’s knocked in the face but quickly gets back to his feet. Smith hits the ropes again and comes back in with a flying crossbody but is caught by Boricua in the air! Boricua holds him before throwing him over his head across the ring!* COLE Smith has been having trouble as of late with the Lightening Crew and he hasn’t been having trouble with the smaller members! COACH No he seems to have picked a fight with the two biggest members of the group! CABOOSE And that’s his problem because he’s going to getting physically overpowered every time out! *Smith tries to help himself up on the rope but Boricua is there with some hard shots to the ribs. Smith slumps on the rope but Boricua pulls him off and picks him up for a slow turning spinebuster. Smith is driven into the mat as Boricua goes for a quick cover. 1!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 2!!!!!!!!!!!! Smith kicks out after 2!* COLE I don't think he's going to get Smith that easily. CABOOSE Oh the pain has just begun for Ryan Smith. *Smith tries to get up again but Boricua begins laying the boots in. A couple of good stomps sends Smith rolling to the ropes but Boricua is still on him like a pitbull. Boricua pulls Smith up by the hair ignoring the ref's admonishment and sends him into the ropes. Smith bounds back and is caught by a hard clothesline! Smith snaps to the mat with his head bouncing off upon impact. Boricua turns to the ropes and yells at a couple of fans in the front row before continuing his beating. Pulling Smith up he tosses him by the throat into the corner and follows in with an avalanche! Smith is dazed as Boricua lays in some hard body shots. Smith starts to fall out of the corner into the waiting hands of Boricua who catches him spinebuster style and runs him back into the corner! Smith slumps as Boricua begins laying in hard shoulder blocks in the corner! Smith slumps down with his head resting on the bottom turnbuckle as Boricua gives the ref a sneer before standing on his face! Smith begins to thrash in pain as the fans boo the heinous move!* COLE Come on! That's not even a wrestling move! COACH I'd say it's a pretty effective one though! *Finally the ref manages to pull Boricua off as Smith lays in the corner looking half-concious. Boricua comes back to the corner yanking Smith up and putting his head between his legs. The fans stand and boo as Boricua picks Smith up for a piledriver!* COLE No! Not on that surgically repaired neck of Ryan Smith! *The fans all remember Smith's neck problems and continue to boo as Boricua leaps into the air bringing Smith down hard onto his head! The fans all stand and boo loudly as Boricua goes for the cover! 1!!!!!!!!!! 2!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NO SMITH KICKED OUT! THE FANS GO NUTS!* COLE How did he kick out!? COACH He's got a lot of fight! *Boricua punches the mat in anger before pulling Smith up to a standing position. Boricua delivers a couple of Vader like shots before sending Smith into the ropes for an irish whip. Smith comes flying back and ducks a Boricua clothesline! The fans are on there feet as Smith comes back in with a flying forearm! Boricua hits the mat as Smith rolls to the corner and uses it to pull himself up. The stunned Boricua lays on the mat as Smith heads to the top rope! Smith gets to the top as the camera's go off and then comes flying down with a picture perfect elbow drop!* COLE Just like Damaramu! Both men do that move to perfection! COACH Like I said before! It is eery how they can both do that exactly alike! *Smith rolls over for the cover! 1!!!!!!!!! 2!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!NO HE KICKS OUT! The fans boo as Boricua manages to get his shoulder up. Angry Smith delivers a couple of stomps before dragging Boricua to his feet. Smith goes for a bodyslam but can't seem to lift the big man! Boricua elbows him out of hit as Smith spins around. Smith comes back in and Boricua lifts him high for a gorilla press........Smith rakes his eyes! The fans explode as Smith slides behind him and grabs him for a german suplex....Boricua fights but Smith starts laying in some hard forearms to the back of the head! Boricua begins reaching as Smith uses all of his strength to lift the big man and bring him down on his head! Smith with the cover! 1!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 2!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NO BORICUA JUST MANAGES TO KICK OUT!* COLE I thought he had him! What a display by Smith! He couldn't get him up but he kept trying for it! *Boricua is now stunned as Smith goes on the offensive with a few hard punches. The fans however begin to stand and boo as the spotlight shines on The Cuban Wall making his way to the ring!* COLE What business does he have out here! CABOOSE He's supporting his Lightening Crew pal! *Wall stops at ringside as Smith gives him a dirty look before continuing with some punches on Boricua. Smith sends Boricua into the ropes and meets him for a hurricarana.....but Boricua turns it into a powerbomb! Smith is down! 1!!!!!!!!!! 2!!!!!!!!!!!!! 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SMITH KICKS OUT! THE FANS GO NUTS! Boricua is beside himself as he just can't seem to put Smith away. Boricua picks Smith up on his shoulders for a powerslam! Smith is fighting it! Both men are backing up to the ropes as Smith fights off of his shoulders! Smith slides off behind him onto the apron and drops him with a guillotine to the back of his neck! Boricua snaps forward into the referee as the fans continue to cheer. The cheers however turn into wild boos as Smith drops off the apron and spins around to be met with a hard punch by The Cuban Wall! Smith is out cold! Wall pulls his jacket sleeve up a bit to reveal that he has the chain wrapped around his fist! Wall picks the unconcious Smith up and delivers another hard shot to the face with the chain while holding him by his hair! Smith is totally out as Wall slides him into the ring!* COLE That's not right dammit! *Smith lays on the mat as Boricua finishes his argument with the referee for falling into him. Boricua turns to find the outcold Smith next to the ropes and drops for the cover. 1!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 2!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IT'S OVER!* DING! DING! DING! ANNOUNCER Here is your winner......Mr. BORICUA!!!! *The fans boo like mad as Boricua slides out of the ring and lifts has his arms raised by Cuban Wall.* CUBAN That's what you get when you mess with me! *The fans show there unhappiness with the decision as both men back up the ramp lifting there arms high and taunting the crowd.* COLE This isn't right! Smith is still out cold! CABOOSE I warned you what happens when you mess with The Lightening Crew! And Ryan Smith just found out first hand! COLE Dammit! *Smith recovers just a little as he rolls over with a dazed look in his eyes staring up the ramp at the two men who beat him.* FADE TO BLACK Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Chanel #99 Posted July 15, 2016 Author Report Share Posted July 15, 2016 We're live once again after the commercial break, and a crowd pop is heard in the background, as the scene opens to Zack Malibu in his uber-swank dressing room, pacing a bit in front of the trademark comfy leather sofa, where Candie sits. CANDIE Zack, sit down, calm down, please? ZACK Sit down? Easy for you to say. I can't believe that ungrateful... Candie stands up, and stops Zack from pacing any further. CANDIE It's jealousy. You see what you're doing? He WANTS you to do this. You're turning this into a bigger deal than it is? ZACK Am I? I know him, and I know exactly what he's going to say, and... *knock, knock* Zack and Candie, startled, look at each other, before Zack says "come in" to the mystery knocker. The door opens, and walking into the room (and into the scene) is the new Director of Authority, Mr. Abe Vigoda! ZACK Abe, hey man, great to see you. ABE Now now don't give me that bull. I don't like looking in a mirror, so you shouldn't think it's great to see me. How are you young lady? CANDIE I'm fine Abe, how're you? ABE If I said fine, I'd be lying. I just came by to tell you that I've made things official, and at the pay per view you're going to be putting your title on the line against the number one contender, Sly Sommers. Zack rolls his eyes. ZACK Yeah...I figured. ABE Well you figured right. The number one contender tends to get first shot at a belt, you know. ZACK Abe, it's not a matter of facing the number one contender. It's a matter of facing...him. ABE Well let me tell you. I'm going to be facing "him" soon, and before I do that, I'd appreciate seeing my World Champion take on Sly Sommers. I didn't think that it was too much to ask. ZACK It's not. It's just...let's just say it's going to get really personal, really quick. ABE Good, good. That means ratings will go up. Unfortunately, I need medical assistance in that area...but I've said too much. I'll be in my office if you need me, Zack. Good day, miss. CANDIE See ya, Abe. Abe Vigoda exits, as Zack seems to be more po'd about his current dilemna. COLE I've never seen Zack Malibu this concerned. What does Sly Sommers have up his sleeve? We'll find out tonight, here on HeldDOWN~! ::Cut to the DOA Office, where Abe Vigoda is busy with paperwork, or whatever it is the GMs do, in his office when there's a knock on the door:: ABE: "Come in." ::Camera pans to the opening door, revealing none other than the reigning 24/7 Champion, Crystal, followed by, of course, an ever-present cameraman:: CRYSTAL: "Hi. I don't think we've been introduced. I'm Crystal." ABE: "Ah, Crystal. The 24/7 Champion. I'm Abe Vigoda, as you probably know. How's the new rule of being followed by a camera 24/7 treating you?" CRYSTAL: "To tell the truth Mr. Vigoda..." ABE: "Call me Abe." CRYSTAL: "Alright. To tell the truth Abe, I have a bit of a problem with it. You see..." ABE: "Is it the lack of privacy bothering you?" CRYSTAL (shaking her head): "No, it's not that. I grew up in a big family, so I'm used to not having any privacy. It's just that..." ABE: "Is it that you always have to be on guard, because anyone could be around the corner ready to attack?" CRYSTAL (shaking her head again): "No, it's not that either. I've been 24/7 Champion before. I'm used to that." ABE: "Well then, what is it?" CRYSTAL (sighing): "Could it be possible to get a cameraman who isn't like a horny teenager that hasn't seen a naked girl before?" ABE (confused): "Huh?" CRYSTAL (turning around, staring accusingly at the cameraman): "This pervert seems to think it's just great to try to film me getting out of the shower. I don't know why, maybe he wants to brag to his friends, but I'm about *this close* to inflicting bodily harm." ABE (to the cameraman): "Did you get a peep?" CRYSTAL: "WHAT?!? Of course he didn't! I would have made him eat the freaking film!" ABE (smiling): "Good. Wouldn't want anything roaming the internet, right? Anyways Crystal, I'll try to fix this problem. But you have to understand, it's hard to find a willing cameraman to film 24/7." CRYSTAL(sighing): "Alright, I understand. But don't blame me if you have a permanantly injured cameraman soon. (turning to the cameraman again) And you! If I catch you doing anymore boob or ass shots, you'll be eating that camera for lunch, got it?" ::The cameraman nods and follows Crystal out of the room as Abe just shakes his head and chuckles.:: (Cut to a shot in the parking lot) COLE Look at this. A jet-black stretch limousine has just pulled into the parking lot. CABOOSE Good to see your eyes still manage to work, Cole. COACH What a beautiful vehicle. But who could be inside? The limo driver gets out of the front seat and walks towards the back of the car to open the door. Yet, just as he gets near the backseat, the door swings open, nearly smacking the driver to the side. Drek Stone slowly saunters out of the limo with a smile on his face. Unsurprisingly, he’s dressed for success with a coal-black suit jacket and a sky-blue cashmere undershirt, along with expensive looking sunglasses. Seeing the startled chauffeur propping up against the car door makes Drek smile even more. DREK Listen, you really need to watch yourself. Seriously. You just never know when those car doors are going to pop out and surprise you. CHAUFFEUR Yes, sir. Very sorry. DREK I accept your apology. Now, to thank you for the drive here tonight, I have something for you. The chauffeur holds out his palm, obviously expecting a monetary tip. DREK *oblivious to the limo driver’s palm* Yes, it is truly invaluable. Do me a favor. As soon as your drive out of here, go to the nearest locksmith and buy a safe. High security. Immediately stick this item into the safe, and hide it somewhere. You never know just how much this thing will be worth in a few years. You could take it out and show it to your kids……they’ll just love me. Drek Stone pulls a glossy photograph of himself out of his jacket pocket and smoothly hands it to the limo driver DREK There you go, sir. Your life has been truly blessed with such riches. Sometimes it even amazes me to see just how good of a person I actually am. Good luck with your newfound wealth. CABOOSE What a thoughtful gift. Already, Drek is one of the more GENEROUS superstars in the OAOAST lockerroom. COACH Are you sure you mean generous instead of cheap? CABOOSE What kind of question is that? This guy’s life is now officially MADE! What an amazing human being Drek Stone is. Drek pulls his piece of luggage out of the vehicle and slowly begins to walk with it. However, after taking a few steps, he’s forced to stop. There’s someone standing in front of him, although the camera doesn’t yet have his face. It slowly spins around until we finally see the face of Simon Stone. DREK What the hell is this?! Who are YOU to stand in my way?! I would suggest you move, or you may just find yourself looking even more deformed than you do at this point. Christ, man, I didn’t realize they let disgusting dregs of society like yourself still walk around. SIMON I’m not going ANYWHERE! DREK Oh really? Is that so? Drek begins to roll up his sleeves, preparing for an altercation right there in the parking lot. DREK I understand the risks involved here right now. It’s very possible that your blood could wind up on my suit, or that I may walk away with a bruised fist from using you as my punching bag for too long. But these are risks I think I’m willing to take….. SIMON No! You won’t dictate to ME when we fight. I will NOT fight here! Not in the parking lot. I want you in the ring…..and I want you in the ring TONIGHT! DREK Heh……do you really? Well, I don’t have too many problems with that. I just hope you find somebody to cover your hospital bills - those things can be a bitch to deal with. SIMON Don’t be so sure it will be me that needs it. Simon Stone quickly walks away from Drek and out of the parking lot. Drek seems frozen in one place, a surprised smirk stuck on his face. Finally, he lets out a low chuckle, grabs his luggage, and begins to walk towards the doors to the arena. DREK This paisan is a dead man…… COLE Finally! Someone will be standing up to Drek Stone! Hopefully, Simon will put this obnoxious athlete in his place. COACH Simon looked furious when he was standing in front of Drek. Could we actually see an upset in Drek’s OAOAST debut? CABOOSE You’re right, Coach. In fact, I agree with you. I think we WILL see an upset tonight. Drek will wind up setting a record for the quickest win in an OAOAST ring. Even I didn’t think before tonight that HE would be the one to hold the honor. I sure hope they’ll have a Snickers Crunch commercial ready or something. COMMERCIAL BREAK Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Chanel #99 Posted July 15, 2016 Author Report Share Posted July 15, 2016 MC We're supposed to be going to our next contest, but I'm getting something in my headset about a possible disturbance in the parking lot...what? Cut to the parking lot, where Jackie Gayda is running around frantically, trying to find out what exactly is happening. Then, the camera picks up techno music in the background, and Jackie sees weird lights coming from the middle of the parking lot. She and the camera man then run to where they see the lights, and we find out that the music in the background was coming from there too, as we see a circle of cars surrounding a group of people dancing to the techno music with a fog machine and a light machine performing their jobs from the ground. GAYDA Is that...I think I see the Minions in there! The camera closes in, and it turns out that Michael and Nathaniel are in the pit, dancing. GAYDA Michael, Nathaniel...can you guys come here for a second? Nathaniel then climbs onto the car nearest to Jackie, and sits down on it Indian-style, while jiving to the music in the background. GAYDA What in the hell is going on?!? NATHANIEL Hey, baby...you don't got wires on those things, do you? (tries to shove his hand down her top, she slaps him) GAYDA You perv! What in the world is the meaning of all of this? NATHANIEL This is our liberation, baby! This is the stuff that Saint Andrew wouldn't let us do. This is US! This is Mikey and Nate Tethers...this is the way that we live life! (shoves pills from his right hand down his throat) Now that's the good (bleep)! GAYDA Can we even show this on TV? NATE I don't know, sweety, but I know you can show this on TV! (starts unzipping his fly before his brother comes over and smacks him in the back of the head) MIKEY What's wrong with you? I told you...if you give away the goods for free, you won't get any demand for your supply! NATE I thought that was only for the cok... MIKEY Shut up! We're on TV! GAYDA What are you guys on? NATE Many things, babe. We're on PC... MIKEY You want to get arrested? Then go back to the rave! NATE Fine, maaaan. (dances back to middle of pit, where he's surrounded by two underage-looking females) GAYDA Umm, Mikey...I guess...can you please explain this whole thing better than your brother? MIKEY Sure, babe. You see, what Andrew did last week didn't hurt us. Sure, we were battered and bruised. But, it gave us a message. You see, we were living a really good life under the trance that is being a Minion for a sacreligious goofball. But, we weren't havin' fun. What you're seein' right now...this is how we used to have fun. We used to break into dance clubs when we were barely into puberty, and we would dance the night away. GAYDA *cough*...What's all that smoke? MIKEY (yells behind him) Dude, I told you not to light that stuff up if we had cameras on us! (turns his attention back to Jackie) Sorry...it's nothing, absolutely nothing. GAYDA I get it...this is one giant drug party, isn't it? MIKEY We would prefer if you would call it a "rave". Now, with that being said.... (OAOAST D.O.A. Abe Vigoda suddenly stumbles into camera view.) ABE What in the heck is this? MIKEY This is what happens when you decide not to book the single most talented, innovative, spectacular, fresh tag team in the world, the Rave and Assault Squad! ABE What in the world is that? MIKEY That's myself and my brother Nate, alongside our newest partner-in-crime...(signals a third, smaller man over)...this is BlueCrush87! BC87 Just use the initials, boy! MIKEY Be cool, man...be cool. Abe, BC87 over here can do some of the most unreal stuff that you 'ever seen in that ring! You hire this kid, and you'll ABE That's all fine and dandy, but why are you dancing and obviously using illegal drugs? MIKEY This is how we kick it, and if you don't like how we kick it, you get kicked out! We're showin' you that we aren't one-hit wonders; we're here for the long run! So...are you gonna give us a shot? ABE I have seen tapes...and between my Matlock breaks and my random petting zoo visits, I was thoroughly impressed. So, you guys got yourself a shot next week. MIKEY What about that Tag Team Title situation? We want a shot at that! ABE You impress me next week, and you'll be in consideration. Trust me. MIKEY Whatever, dude. Yo, boys...gather your stuff; we're headin' out! (Everyone dancing starts to go inside the cars, as Mikey goes to turn off the music and take the boombox into his car. Everyone drives off in a crooked line, as Abe stands there in the dust with Jackie.) ABE If those were my grandkids, I would make sure they had MUCH better (bleep). (Cut back to Sofa Central) MC Those...were the Minions?!?!? CABOOSE They ain't the Minions anymore, daddy! Hey, Coach...wasn't that one chick in the dancing pit your daughter? COACH What do you mean? I've never had s...I mean, I ALWAYS use protection when I consumate my marriage! We cut backstage, as "Ice Heart" Dan Black, tall and lean in his black trenchcoat, strides down a corridor. Behind him, clad in a sparkling gold cowboy suit, bounces Jivin' Jim Ross, Dan's new and increasingly deranged manager. JIVIN' JR But- but Dan! Don't you want to connect with the crowd? BLACK What? No, I don't give a crap about the crowd! What IS wrong with you? I hired you for your wrestling knowledge, not to dress up like a gay cowboy! JR Look, your little "Smashy Pumpkin" song is all well and good, but really Dan, you can't dance to it, can you? I wanna get everyone dancing like a frog on heat! BLACK Is that another Texan expression? Because I'm from London, it really confuses me when you- JR BAH GAWD! I just thought of it! The perfect entrance song for you! I'll go get the sound guys to fire it up! BLACK But- JR Just wait, Danny boy! It'll be awesome! JR scuttles off. Dan stops in his tracks, holds his head in his hands and sighs. We cut back to the announce table. COACH BAH GAWD! BAH GAWD! STONE COLD! DAN BLACK! CABOOSE Will you stop that? COLE We're just so excited about having a legend like Jim Ross on HeldDown! We want to be just like him when we grow up! CABOOSE Just try and contain your passion, ok boys? COLE Well, we'll see JR up next as Dan Black has his open challenge! We understand someone has accepted the task of taking on Dan, but we havn't been informed WHO will step into the ring with the OAOAST Adrenaline Champion. COACH What the hell is that title anyway? CABOOSE Some IntenseZone crap. Let's get to the ring. BUFFER Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is-fzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz COLE The hell? Buffer looks at his dead mic sadly, but the crowds attention is diverted by the flood of black smoke pouring out of the entranceway. A storm of white sparks sprays up from the floor, mingling with the smoke, until we get a large pyro BLAST and- Cue: Village People, "In the Navy" CABOOSE Hey Cole, you like these guys! Dan Black emerges through the smoke with Jivin' Jim Ross dancing just behind him. There's a disgusted look on Dan's face behind his black shades as he walks down to the ring. JR stops to throw some shapes at the crowd, taking off his hat and hopping around repeatedly, until he runs out of breath and has to stagger the rest of the way to the squared circle. Dan steps through the ropes and removes jacket and shades, revealing the OAOAST Adrenaline Title strapped around his waist, sparkling against Dan's black, silver trimmed tights. The music thankfully stops, and JR has a mic. JR BAH GAWD! Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is set for one fall and is for the OAOAST ADRENALIN TITLE! Introducing, already in the ring, from London England, weighing 242lbs....he is a former OAOAST TV champion, former OAOAST USTV champion, former two time OAOAST Tag Team champion, former OAOMEF World Champion, former OAOMEF Tag Team Champion, final 3 competitor of OAOAST Royal Rumble 2004 and two time and THE reigning and defending OAOAST Adrenaline Champion.......Daaaaaaaaaaaaan BLACK! JR collapses, breathless, as Dan raises his arms to greet the BOOs which his introduction has produced. With Jivin' Jim Ross on the floor, kicking his legs feebly in an effort to dance, Buffer has a replacement mic. BUFFER Aaaaaaaaaaand his opponent... Cue: Dope - "Debonaire" The lights drop down... BUFFER From Detroit, Michigan, weighing 375lbs......Guuuuuuuuuuuuner SHARPS! Dan's mouth drops open a little as the 7ft monster comes striding down the aisle, beating his chest. JR looks up as he approaches, and appears to be salivating at the sight of the hoss. Ross extends a hand to try and touch Sharps, but Gunner kicks him aside and jumps onto the ring apron. Sharps enters the ring and immediately charges at Dan, levelling him with a huge lariat! DING DING DING Our referee quickly calls for the start of the match, as Buffer scrambles out. The ref places the Adrenalin title in the corner of the ring. COLE Well well, Gunner Sharps. Not the kind of challenge Dan would have wanted for his first match. COACH That Adrenalin Title could be in trouble already! Sharps picks a stunned Dan off the mat and plants him back again with a HARD scoop slam. Black's back bounces off the canvas and he arches it in pain, shouting out. CABOOSE When Gunner slams you, you're falling from a hell of a height. Dan needs to make this technical. Like him or not, he's a great scientific wrestler. Gunner drops down for an early cover: ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Sharps drags Dan up and whips him hard into the corner. Gunner charges in with a shoulder but Black falls to one side to evade him and Sharps slams into the turnbuckles. Dan grabs Sharps' arm and tries a whip, but Gunner reverses it to send Dan to the ropes. As Black bounces back Gunner grabs him up into a Gorilla Press! Dan quickly escapes however, slipping out of Sharps' grasp and sliding down his back to the mat. Black slams a forearm into the kidneys of his opponent, and uses his right boot in the back of Gunner's leg to push him down to one knee, and from that position locks on a sleeper! The crowd BOOs Dan's defensive tactics, but Gunner is only in the hold for seconds before rising to his feet and flinging Dan off his back. COLE No luck for Black with the sleeper, he'll need to hurt Gunner with more before he can think about putting him out. COACH But this man is a monster! I don't think Dan can win this one. He shouldn't have laid out that challenge... Dan scrambles up and meets Gunner in the middle of the ring. Black throws a chop into the huge chest of Sharps, but Gunner shrugs it off and cracks Dan with a forearm that sends him staggering backwards. Sharps grabs Dan by the left arm and whips him off the ropes. As Black rebounds, Gunner hoists his huge right leg into the air, aiming a crushing big boot at Dan's skull. Black ducks at the last minute and moves behind Gunner, leaping into the air and dropkicking him in the small of the back. The kick propels Gunner into the corner, and Dan follows with a diving shoulder into his back. Black follows up with a flurry of kicks into the same area. CABOOSE Dan's clearly targetting the back of the big man. Not a bad move, if his back's hurting he'll find it harder to hit his big power moves and throw Dan around. Dan grabs the arm and whips Sharp across the ring to the opposite corner. As Gunner collides with the turnbuckles, Dan quickly removes the padding from the top turnbuckle in his corner. The referee tries to stop Black, but he pushes him away. Meanwhile, Jivin' Jim Ross picks himself up and starts to dance around the ring, waving his hat and stomping his gold boots to try and get the crowd behind Dan. For his efforts, JR gets pelted with garbage. Back in the ring, Dan tries to whip Sharps into the exposed turnbuckle, but Gunner reverses the whip so that its Dan whose back eats steel! Dan stumbles back into the ring and into a full nelson from Gunner! Sharps hauls Dan into the air, and powers him to the mat with a full nelson slam! Cover! ONE! TWO! TWO AND A HALF! THRE-KICKOUT! COACH That was close! Dan just inches away from losing his title. He needs to find away to combat this monster. CABOOSE JR is his manager, he should do something instead of prancing around like a fool! Gunner brings Dan up and gestures for- COLE All Guns Blazing! That running powerbomb! Black's in big trouble here... Sharps is about to get Dan up, when he's distracted by something...a figure walking down the ailse... COACH It's Axel! Out to help his friend... Axel reaches ringside, but Gunner doesnt appear pleased to see him and releases Dan to shout to him. As the two argue, with Sharps pointing Axel to the back, Dan slowly gets to his feet. The referee is getting involved, and is shouting at Axel when Dan NAILS Gunner with a hard lowblow! Gunner shouts in pain and crumples to his knees next to the ropes. COLE Gunner just got CASTRATED! CABOOSE I guess he know what it feels like to be you then, Michael. Axel jumps on the apron after Dan, but the ref blocks him. With the officials attention still diverted, Jivin' Jim Ross boogies around the corner in front of Gunner, and reaches into a pocket in his cowboy suit... Ross brings something out...raises his arm...and shatters a large bottle of barbecue sauce on the head of Gunner! COACH Oh no! Jim Ross' special sauce! Gunner falls back into the ring, sauce and glass covering his head, and Dan shoves the referee into Axel, who falls to the floor. Black covers Gunner, as the ref reluctantly counts... ONE! TWO! TWO AND A HALF! THREEEEEEEEEEEEE! DING DING DING BUFFER The winner of the match and still Adrenalin Champion, Dan BLACK! COACH Man, what a screw job! To Dan's obvious relief, "Quiet" hits and Black leaves slowly, with JR dancing behind him. Axel enters the ring, but Gunner is up and shoves his concern away angrily. COLE Axel and Gunner are clearly not on the same page here, and Axel just cost Gunner that match! COACH Dan Black gets away with a win in his first contest on HeldDown, but he's not going to be so lucky every week. COLE But who's going to wrestle him when there's a chance of getting hit with JR's special sauce? CABOOSE Well, you, obviously. COLE It's true... COACH Anyway...let's get to commercials... COMMERCIAL BREAK Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Chanel #99 Posted July 15, 2016 Author Report Share Posted July 15, 2016 Cole: Last week CWM came out to the ring as if he was going to retire but he was interrupted by Cone. Cone had came to give his best wishes to his mentor and friend CWM. However CWM was seemingly enraged that Cone would interrupt his final moment and it looked like they were going to come to blows but Cone left the ring. Caboose: You don't interrupt a legend like CWM under normal circumstances much less when he's about to announce his retirement. Cone made a big mistake. Coach: CWM sent us a tape. Roll it... The camera cuts to a house. Hanging on the wall are framed pictures of CWM posing with various OAOAST alumni and hanging over the fire place is a framed OAOAST title belt. The camera pans back to show CWM standing in the doorway. CWM: That was my first title belt. These pictures are of me with men i've traveled up and down the road with, who I've fought with and who I've bled with. Nowhere will you find a picture of Cone on that wall. Cone never fought me. I taught that kid alot about the business but he never finished the last lesson. Any student has to be willing to take on their teacher. Larry Zbyszko broke his teacher's neck for example. Cone never had the balls to challange me. His greatest weakness is his sentiment. Cone, I know that you're watching. I want you to look at something. CWM takes off his shirt revealing numerous scars and cuts. CWM: This scar right here (CWM points to a long diagnal cut that stretches from navel to left peck.) This I got from The Sole Survivor when he put me through a table chest first. (CWM points to a series of shallow scars around his neck.) This is from when Zack Malibu put me through the Ambulance window. I have a story for every scar, cut, break, sprain, and bruise. I've bleed from one end of this globe to the other. Have you Cone? I don't think so. Since I joined the OAOAST I've progressed from being a degenerate, to being a sick sadist, to being a legend. If you're not careful I'm going to show you why I'ma legend. If you're not careful, I'm going to give you you're first scar. If you're not careful... (Camera pans in on CWM's scarred head) I'll end your careeer...and maybe more. CWM tosses the camera to the floor and smashes it. Damaramu is shown walking backstage through a narrow hallway. Once he gets to the end of the corridor, he opens the nearby door but Drek Stone walks right into him. The two men stare at each other for a few seconds. DAMA ……You walked into me. DREK I walked into you? Correction. You walked into me. DAMA What was that? What did you say, you cocky son of a bitch? I walked INTO YOU?!?! WHY DON’T YOU LOOK WHERE YOU’RE GOING?!?! *Damaramu moves closer to Drek, and now they’re standing nose-to-nose* DREK …….You’re crowding me. DAMA I’m crowding you, huh? Do something about it. DREK You want ME to do something about it? DAMA ……..what did I just tell you? DO something about it!! *The two men stare at each other for a few seconds* DREK ……I’m a busy man. I don’t have time to deal with these distractions. I have to go out there and wipe out Simon Stone. Do the same thing I did last week. But listen…..keep getting in my way……and I may just have to do the same to you. DAMA ……I’m still waiting for you to throw the first punch. *Drek stares at Dama for a few seconds, before finally leaving the same way he arrived before. Dama stares at the door for a couple of seconds, then punches it as hard as he could. DAMA NOBODY walks into me. NOBODY!! (Cut to Sofa Central) MC Last week, as you all know, Sly Sommers threatened to reveal something major about both his and Zack's pasts together that could ruin our World Champion for good. After having our staff investigate, we still cannot find out any inklings on what exactly this is. However, standing outside the Totally Endorsed locker room is Josh Matthews, who is attempting to get a word with the number one contender to the World Heavyweight Title, Sly Sommers. Josh, take it away! (Cut to Josh outside the TE locker room) JOSH I'm standing outside the Totally Endorsed locker room, trying to get a word with Sly Sommers... (Sly comes out of the door, talking to someone on a cell phone) SLY Listen, Cal...I didn't ruin anything of ours...I know. Listen, the only thing this is going to ruin is Malibu's cred as "The Wrestler of the People". Hey, I got to go; the media's callin'. Ciao. (Sly hangs up the phone) JOSH Can I get an interview with you? SLY (softly mumbles behind his hand) Aren't you supposed to be banned from being around me after that one tag match we had back last year? JOSH (mumbles back) Psssss....this is wrestling, there is no continuity. (back to regular voice) Anyway, so Sly...what was that phone call all about? SLY That was just me and Calvin discussing my situation over the phone. There is absolutely NOTHING that needs to be read into that. You hear me, NOTHING. JOSH You sure? It sounded like... SLY NOTHING is wrong between me and Cal. JOSH Okay, okay...now, what I'm here to find out is what is this big secret that you have about Zack Malibu? SLY Dude, you know me, right? You know that I wouldn't just spill all of my beans in a worthless interview segment, right? That means that you and all of those douchefaces out there will have to wait until I'm good and ready to reveal what I have to say. Okay? Good, I got to go ready myself for the blockbuster. 'Later, man. (Sly goes back to the Totally Endorsed locker room. He accidentally leaves it cracked open for a second, and the camera and Josh catch a climpse of Saint Andrew in the room. Josh tries to sneak his head in, but Sly sees him and slams the door) JOSH What the hell is Saint Andrew doing with Sly Sommers, just moments before the huge Zack Malibu/Gibraltar main event?!?!?!?! COMMERCIAL BREAK MC Let's go backstage, where I hear a very happy couple are at. ::We cut back to the locker room, where Chris Bryte and Tina are leaning up against the locker room door, kissing. Tina's wearing a white "Superwoman" baby-T, black jeans and white sneakers, with her hair pulled back into pigtails. Bryte's wearing a black and white Addidas track suit with white sneakers. In the background Panther's seated on a bench , clad in his black and red "PANTHER 215" gear, and wearing a red, white and black sweatband around his head. He's adjusting his knee and elbow pads as Bryte and Tina continue making out. Suddenly, Tina draws back from Bryte with a smile on her face:: Tina: So...(giggles) it's settled. On April 29th, I become Mrs. Chris Bryte! (sighs) Chris, I'm so excited! Bryte: Heh. You think you're excited now? Wait til you see what I've got planned for tonight! Tina: Aww Chris! Not another cock fight! Bryte: No, its not *that* exciting...but it's almost as good. Tina: Well what is it? Bryte: (smiles) How does a moonlight helicopter ride sound? Tina: That sounds great! Bryte: HAHA! I knew you'd like it. And to top it off, we get to start our honeymoon a few weeks early, because tonight, I've got us booked in the honeymoon suite in the finest hotel in the city! Isn't that awesome?! Tina: That's wonderful, Chris! ::Tina wraps her arms around Bryte's neck and plants a big kiss on his lips. In the background, Panther, now wrapping his wrists with black trainer's tape, looks somewhat irritated:: Bryte: Ya know what...I've gotta go make sure everything's set for tonight...you mind if I step out for a bit? Tina: No problem. I'll just wait here with Panther. Bryte: Good. I promise that this'll be a night you're gonna remember for the rest of your life. Tina: I'm sure I will. ::Bryte leans in and kisses Tina once more before exiting the room, leaving Panther and Tina alone. Tina is beaming as she slowly walks over to where Panther is seated:: Tina: (sighs) Panther...I can't believe that I'm actually getting married. I mean...I've been waiting for this all my life, and it's actually happening. I...I just can't believe it. ::Panther doesn't respond. Instead, he continues applying the last bit of tape to his left wrist, then disposes of the roll. Panther then reaches into his bag, pulls out out a pair of black grappling gloves, and as he's preparing to put them on, Tina takes a seat on the bench beside him and puts her arm around him.:: Tina: You know, P...I've been doing a lotta thinking. Ya know, me and you...we've been through a whole lot together over the past 4 years. I mean...whether it's been as friends, enemies or whatever, you've had more of an impact on my life than anybody I've ever known. Panther, you've helped me grow as a person, and for that, I'll always be grateful to you. ::Panther continues strapping on his gloves, not once making eye contact with Tina. Tina smiles, rubs his right shoulder and continues:: Tina: I owe you so much, Panther. And I've talked it over with Chris, and...well...he agrees. We want you to be the best man for our wedding. Would you like that? ::Panther fastens the velcro on his right glove, then pauses. With his forearms rested upon his thighs, Panther looks up at the ceiling, then lowers his head, looking down at the floor for a moment or two. A look of concern comes across Tina's face, but that look soon transforms into a smile as Panther raises his head and flashes her a half smile:: Tina: Well...will ya do it? Will you be our best man? Panther: (sighs) Nah. Tina: No? (Panther nods affirmatively) What do you mean no? Panther: Just what I said...no. Tina: C'mon Panther, I'd really like you to be there for me. Panther: Look, Tina, I'm sorry but...I can't. Tina: But why? You're...you're not still upset about what happened at Anglemania, are you? (Panther rolls his eyes) C'mon, Panther. Chris apologized already. He felt really bad about costing you that match... Panther: This isn't about the damn match! Tina: Well, what it is? ::Panther opens his mouth as if he's preparing to speak, but no words come out. He takes a deep breath, runs his right hand through his hair, then looks down at the floor once again.:: Tina: C'mon, Panther. We've known each other for 4 years now. You don't have to hold anything back from me. What's wrong? Panther: Tina....don't you think...well...you don't think that you're rushing into this thing with Bryte? Just a little bit? Tina: Panther... Panther: Seriously, Tina. How long have you known the man? What? 2 months? Tina: 3 months, actually. And no need to worry, Panther. I'm a big girl. I know what I'm doing. Panther: But Tina, 3 months...that's still a pretty short time. I mean...what do you even know about him? Tina: I know that I love him, Panther. And I wanna spend the rest of my life with him. Panther: Ti...(sighs) ::Panther rises from the bench and begins pacing the room. Tina slowly rises after him, and approaches him cautiously:: Tina: Panther... Panther: (turns to Tina) All I'm asking is that you think this shit through. I mean...I don't like this Tina. This whole thing...with you...Bryte...him running off after Anglemania...Tina, this just doesn't sit right with me. Tina: Well...frankly Panther, it doesn't matter how it sits with you. This isn't about you. This is my wedding! Panther: My God, Tina, will you just listen to me?! Tina: No, you listen! I love Chris and he loves me, and that's all there is to it. And I know that you don't like Chris. I know you've had your problems, Panther, but damn it, all I want from you is your support! Would it kill you to show me just a little bit of support?!?! Panther: Oh yeah! You like how you "supported" me and Di for our wedding a couple of years back. ::Tina suddenly stops dead in her tracks, shooting Panther a cold, cold glare. There's an tense silence between the two of them, and after a moment or two, Panther smiles nervously and shakes his head:: Panther: You know what? I don't even know why the hell I'm getting worked up over this. Like you said...it's your wedding! Tina: Thank you! Panther: Yeah. It's your wedding...just don't expect me to be there. Tina: I can't...I...(throws up her hands) FINE! That's fine. You wanna be an asshole about this, Panther, go right ahead. We'll be getting married with or without you there. ::Tina looks angry, and begins breathing deep, long breaths, apparently to try and calm herself down. She appears to succeed, looking somewhat sombre as she eyes Panther once again:: Tina: You know...I'm beginning to think that this little friendship between the two of us may have been a mistake. Panther: Hey, it's not like I asked for you to come back into my life in the first place. Hell, I'd be a helluva lot happier if I'd never met your ass in the first place! ::Tina looks down at the floor, hurt by Panther's comment:: Panther: You know...do whatever you wanna do! I don't give a fuck. You wanna marry Bryte? Fine! You do that. Just don't come running back to me when it all falls apart, because I'll tell you right now that I won't give a shit! I don't care about you! I don't care about the wedding...you could die for all I care. I wouldn't give a damn-- Tina: What did you say? ::Tina suddenly looks up at Panther, startling him. A nervous look appears across Panther's face and his mouth opens...you almost expect him to take back his last remark. However... Panther: Y-y-you heard me! You could die and I wouldn't care. I wouldn't give a damn! ::There's another tense silence between the two as they stare one another down. Tina's eyes begin to water, and a tear runs down her right cheek:: Tina: Well...(sniffles) if that's how you feel...well then consider me dead. I'm outta here. Panther: FINE! ::Tina turns and storms out of the room, slamming the door behind her as she leaves. Panther sneers as she exits, and begins breathing rapid, angry breaths as he paces back and forth about the room. Then, in a rage, he suddenly turns and flips over the bench that he was seated on, grabbing it by its ends and tossing it up against the wall. He then grabs his duffel bag and does the same, sending his clothes flying about the room in the process. After taking a moment to compose himself, Panther begins to pace the room once more, and we fade out.:: COMMERCIAL BREAK ::"State Prop (You Know Us)" hits the PA system and the arena slowly fades to black. Then, after approximately five seconds... **BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM~!** ...a HUGE pyro blast explodes on stage, and flashing red and white spotlights swarm the arena, roaming the crowd momentarily before converging on the entrance, where Panther appears from the locker room through a thick cloud of smoke. The crowd comes to its feet upon seeing Panther. However, instead of going through his usual entrance routine, the former 24/7 Champ heads straight down the ramp to ringside, with a look of anger and borderline sadness in his eyes. Upon reaching ringside, Panther slides into the ring, walks over to the far corner and rests his head against the top turnbuckle.:: Buffer: Ladies and gentlemen, this contest is scheduled for ONE FALL! Currently in the ring...hailing from Philadelphia, P-A...weighing in at One Hundred and NINETY-SEVEN POOOOOOUNDS...he is the CHAMPION OF CHAMPIONS...PAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANTHHEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!! ::The crowd pops at the mention of Panther's name. However, he doesn't move from his position in the corner:: Cole: Man...Panther's in a foul mood here tonight. We saw earlier on, he had quite the altercation with his...well...I was gonna say former manager, but it appears that after what we've seen tonight, she's his former friend as well, and of course, I'm talking about Tina. Caboose: Well, this isn't love connection, Cole. I couldn't care less about what goes on between Tina and Chris Bryte. But I will say that after seeing what went down earlier on, I'm really worried about being in the same vicinity with this nutcase Panther. He's got some real anger issues he needs to take care of. Cole: Well, I feel sorry for whomever Panther's facing tonight. Coach: I agree. I'd sure hate to be facing him in the mood he's in. ::Panther's music dies down and the crowd clamors, awaiting the arrival of Panther's opponent.:: **SCCCCCCCCCCCCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECH~!** ::The sound of fingernails running across a chalkboard plays over the PA system, and the crowd pops slightly as DEAN DOUGLAS' theme music hits the PA system. The arena lights dim, a baby blue exclamation point shines upon the stage, and the crowd gives a nostalgia pop as the Dean himself steps out from the locker room clad in his baby blue gown with matching singlet underneath. In his left hand is a black briefcase, and in his right...THE BOARD OF EDUCATION~! (a paddle) The Dean smiles as he starts down the entrance ramp towards the ring:: Buffer: His opponent...hailing from the UNIVERSITY OF HIGHER LEARNING~! Weighing in tonight at TWO HUNDRED AND THIRTY-FIVE POOOOUNDS...DEEEEEEAN DOUGLAS!!!!!!!! ::As the Dean continues his path to ringside, Panther remains in the corner, still in the same position. Upon reaching the ring, Douglas sets his briefcase and board on the apron before sliding into the ring:: Cole: Dean Douglas, ladies and gentlemen. Caboose: How much did they have to pay Shane to get him to do this? Cole: I dunno, but I'd assume it's a lot. Coach: Yeah well, I may have to change my pick on this one, guys! I mean, I like Panther...don't get me wrong! But Dean Douglas...this guy is GANGSTA! Cole: Gangsta?! What the hell are you talking about?! Coach: You heard Buffer! The University of Higher Learning! HE'S DOWN WITH THE CUUUUBE BABY! Ice Cube!!!!! WESTSIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIDE!!!!!!! Cole: (looks at Coach like he's a damn fool) Caboose: Coach, you've been drinking out of the toilet again, haven't you? Coach: Well...just a *little* taste. (licks lips) ::Douglas poses for the crowd for a few moments before turning to Panther, who's still got his head down in the corner. A smile comes across Dean's face. He walks back over to his briefcase, opens it up, and pulls out what looks to be a folder sheet of paper:: Cole: Douglas pulling something out of his briefcase! What the...that looks like...a dunce cap?! ::That's what it is. He unfolds the cap and, with a sly smile on his face, creeps up behind Panther and places it on his head. Startled, Panther brushes the cap off his head, turning sharply to see Shane glaring at him, laughing cockily. With that, Panther rolls his eyes, and... **WHAM** ...decks Douglas with a HARD right hand! **DING DING DING** The ref calls for the bell as Douglas climbs back to his feet, only to be floored with another right hand. Douglas right back up, and a third right hand puts him back onto the mat again! Cole: This bout is underway! Panther unloading on Dean Douglas! Caboose: He attacked the man before the bell! What a cheater. Douglas (still wearing his entrance gown) climbs back to his feet, dazed, at which point, Panther charges in on him, pulls the gown up over his head, and begins tearing into him with a series of kneelifts and forearms, driving the crowd into a frenzy! Caboose: No fair! This is absolutely unfair! Do something about this, ref! The ref steps in to pull Panther off of the Dean, giving Douglas the opportunity to free himself from the rope. He staggers back into the ropes and Panther moves in on him, catching him with a boot to the midsection, followed up by a hard right hand. He then grabs Dean's arm and sends him in with an Irish whip--NO! Reversal by Douglas sends Panther into the ropes. Douglas tries to catch Panther coming off with a clothesline, but Panther ducks under and continues to the other side. Douglas tries to catch him on the way back with a reverse elbow, but Panther ducks under that, catches Dean by his left arm and sends him into the ropes with an Irish whip, and as Dean comes off, Panther falls backwards, catching Douglas' legs and... Coach: Hey wait a minute... Cole: ROLLING CRAB! ROLLING BOSTON CRAB BY PANTHER!!! HE'S GOT IT LOCKED! YES! The crowd cheers as Panther sits back on the hold. However, before any real damage can by done, Douglas pulls himself hand over hand into the ropes and clutches the bottom rope for dear life. The ref calls for the break... Ref: Break it, Panther! 1...2...3...4! Panther breaks on four, and Douglas breathes a sigh of relief. His relief is momentary, however, as Panther moves right back in on him, kicking him HARD in the small of the back. Again! Panther then begins firing down with boots and knees to Douglas' lower back, each one causing the unruly educator to cry out in pain! Panther then reaches down and pulls the Dean back to his feet by his hair. He spins him around...and... **CRACK** Crowd: WHOOO~! HARD knife edge chop to the chest of the Dean! **CRACK** Crowd: WHOOOO~! Another sends Dean reeling back into the buckle, clutching his chest. Panther then grabs Douglas' right hand and whips him HARD into the opposite buckle. Douglas staggers forward out of the buckle, clutching his lower back, when Panther catches him by his hand again and whips him back to the original buckle. Panther moves in on Dean one more time, grabbing his right arm again and whipping him into the buckle with such force that Douglas bounces off and falls facefirst to the canvas. With a sinister glare in his eye, Panther slowly walks over to Douglas and hovers over him, taking a moment to look into the crowd, drawing a loud pop from them. Cole: Panther sending Dean Douglas from pillar to post. He has dominated this match here in the early going! What's he gonna do here? He reaches down and pulls Douglas back to a standing position. He looks into the crowd once more, then promptly locks the Dean up in a DREADED abdominal stretch! The crowd pops as Douglas begins screaming in pain! Cole: Abdominal stretch! Abdominal stretch by Panther! Caboose: He's viciously trying to break the Dean's back!!! He can't do this, Michael! Not to an educator! The referee knees down in front of Dean, asking him whether or not he can continue. With the referee positioned away from him, Panther smiles, reaches back and grabs the top rope for leverage. Douglas begins screaming and waving his free hand like a madman, and the crowd pops louder as Panther pulls on the rope. Panther then releases his grip on the rope just as the ref shifts around him to check. He questions Panther when he notices the ropes shaking, then asks the crowd if Panther was holding the ropes. The crowd responds in unison... Crowd: NOOOOOOO~! That's good enough for the ref, as he kneels back down to check on Dean. With the referee out of position again, Panther raises his index finger to his lips, signalling for the crowd to be quiet. Then, he reaches back and grabs the top rope once more, causing Dean to scream wildly yet again. The crowd goes wild yet again as Douglas flails his free arm wildly, however, when the ref tries to check the ropes a second time, Panther again releases just before being caught. The referee once again questions Panther, who looks at him with a "Who...me?" look. He questions the crowd once more, and again, they answer... Crowd: NOOOOOOOOO~! Caboose: Habitual liars! All of em! Cole: Stop! The ref once again kneels down to question the Dean, as Panther once more reaches back and grabs the top rope. Douglas again begins to scream, but this time, the ref shifts around and catches Panther in the act of holding the rope. The crowd boos as he calls for the break! Ref: Break the damn hold! 1...2...3... On 3, Panther shoves Douglas forward to his knees. Douglas attempts to crawl away from Panther, but he catches up with him, straddling Dean's back and hooking him up for an Iron Shiek-style camel clutch! Cole: The Camel Clutch now locked in! Panther continuing to work on the back of Douglas! Douglas manages a quick escape, however, slipping through Panther's legs, standing up behind him and shoving Panther forward into the ropes. Panther rebounds, and Douglas catches him in the small of the back with a well-placed forearm! A second. He then tucks his head under Panther's left arm, grabs a waistlock, and takes him up for a back suplex... BUT PANTHER COUNTERS, flipping up over his head and landing on his feet behind Dean. He grabs a rear waistlock... Coach: German coming up-- NO! Douglas fires off two reverse elbows to break Panther's grip. He then catches Panther by the hair, spins him around and charges forward with him, tossing him over the top rope... ...BUT PANTHER LANDS ON THE APRON! Caboose: Dean...watch it! Dean turns around and spots him, then charges in at Panther to strike him with a right hand, but Panther catches him coming in with a shoulder thrust to the midsection. A second one drives the wind out of Dean's body. Panther goes for a third... **CRACK** OH! But Dean raises the knee, catching Panther right on the side of the head. With Panther down on the apron, Douglas follows him out there, grabs him by his hair and pulls him into a standing headscissors. The crowd clamors as he wraps his arms around Panther's waist... Cole: Oh no! Caboose: He's not gonna...not a piledriver from the apron! Cole: He'll kill him! Douglas tries to lift Panther, but Panther blocks it by grabbing a hold of the middle rope. Panther then counters the move with a back drop, sending Douglas over his head, with the small of his back crashing hard off the lip of the ring apron. Douglas falls facefirst onto the floor, and the crowd pops as Panther eyes his opponent from the apron, then leans back up into the post. Cole: Uh oh! Panther's setting up for something! What's it gonna be? With the crowd cheering him on, Panther dashes across the apron, then dives off with a somersault senton onto the small of Douglas' back, causing him to writhe in pain. Panther climbs back to his feet and shoots another intense glare into the crowd, inciting chants of "PAN-THER, PAN-THER" Coach: Man! Ice Cube and the gang had better get here quick! The Dean's in some serious trouble! Cole: Panther's taking it to the Dean! Panther grabs Douglas by the hair and rolls him back into the ring. He then pulls himself back to the apron, propels himself to the top rope in a swift motion, then looks down onto Dean, who's trying to pull himself back to his feet. Suddenly, Douglas shoves the ref into the ropes, causing Panther to fall and crotch himself off the top rope. Cole: Aww c'mon! What a no good... Caboose: After all that Panther's done in this match, you're complaining about a little thing like that?! Cole: Well...you don't put your hands on the ref, Caboose! And Panther's in some trouble here. As Panther writhes in pain on the ropes, Douglas moves on him, catching him with a right hand to the forehead, then begins climbing to the second rope with Panther. Cole: What's this here?! Caboose: Looks like a superplex coming up! Douglas grabs Panther in a front facelock and shoots his arm over his head. He tries to take Panther over... ...but he can't! He tries it again, but Panther blocks it one more time, but Douglas' back is too damaged to lift him! Coach: C'mon, Dean! You can do it, put your back into it! Cole: Will you stop! Suddenly, Panther shoves Douglas from the top, causing him to crash heads with the ref on the way down. As Douglas and the ref roll around on the canvas, Panther stands on the top rope and measures Dean. Cole: Panther's up on top! The ref is down! Could it be the frog splash?! YES! Panther leaps off the top rope with his signature frog splash... BUUUUUUUUUT...Douglas rolls out of the way at the last second, causing Panther to get nothing but canvas! Wasting no time, Douglas crawls over to the corner and grabs the board of education! He pulls himself back to his feet, and turns towards Panther with the board. Cole: Douglas has got that damn paddle! What the hell is he gonna do?! Panther reaches his feet, and Douglas moves in on him, trying to catch him in the head with a shot with the paddle... But Panther ducks under and grabs Douglas in a Dragon Sleeper! Cole: Dragon Sleeper by Panther! He calls this the Truth Infection-- **WHAM** Cole: OH NO!!!!!! Before Panther can get the right arm hooked, Douglas swings the board up over his shoulder, catching Panther right in the face with it. Panther staggers back into the ropes, dazed. Douglas shakes off some of the effects of Panther's earlier attack, then charges at his foe... ...only to run into a NASTY looking superkick, which catches him square on the jaw. Both Douglas as Panther go down, and the fans begin clapping and stomping in unison, trying to rally Panther back to his feet. Cole: Both Panther and Douglas are down! Who's gonna be the first to reach a standing position. Will it be Panther?! Will it be the Dean?! Caboose: Douglas is getting up first! Indeed. He rolls over onto his knees and crawls over to the board, clutching it in his right hand. Cole: Damn it, he's got the damn board again! Caboose: He's gonna give Panther a taste of that board if it kills him...and it may kill Panther! Douglas walks over to the corner and climbs upon the middle rope, waiting for Panther to get back up. The referee is beginning to stir by this time, and so is Panther, who pulls himself onto a knee, shakes out the cobwebs, then pulls himself back to a standing position. Then, Douglas raises the board of education and leaps off the top at Panther... ... ONLY TO CATCH A HARD RIGHT HAND TO THE GUT!!!!!!!! The blow causes Douglas to drop the paddle and Panther picks it up, causing the crowd to pop. Dean turns to face Panther, who winds back and BREAKS THE BOARD over Douglas' head, KO'ing him and bringing the crowd to his feet! Caboose: HE BROKE THE BOARD!!!!! Cole: Douglas is down! Caboose: HE BROKE THE FRIGGIN' BOARD!!! WHAT THE FUCK?! Cole: The Dean is down! The ref starting to come to! Panther's headed up top! Indeed. Panther disposes of the evidence and leaps to the top rope as the ref begins to crawl into position. He measures Douglas, then leaps off with a beautifully executed frog splash... AND IT CONNECTS!!!!!!! Panther hooks the leg...the ref moves into position for the count... 1... 2... 3!!!!!!!! **DING DING DING** **Cue "State Prop (You Know Us)" Buffer: Here is your winner: PAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANTHERRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!! Cole: He's done it!!! Panther has done it!!! He has defeated Dean Douglas! Caboose: Not only that, but he BROKE THE BOARD OF EDUCATION! HE BROKE THE DAMN BOARD ON NATIONAL TELEVISION!!!!! MY GOD, WHAT IS WRONG WITH THIS LUNATIC?! HOW COULD HE DO SOMETHING SO DEPLORABLE?! Cole: Will you stop?! Caboose: NO I WON'T STOP! THIS MAN IS INSANE! HE BROKE THE BOARD OF EDUCATION...DEAR GOD!!!!!! WHAT KINDA MESSAGE DOES THIS SEND TO THE CHILDREN! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, WILL SOMEONE PLEASE THINK OF THE CHILDREN?! Coach: WESTSIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIDE!!!!!!!!! ::The referee raises Panther's hand, drawing a pop from the crowd. Panther then heads over to the ropes and is preparing to climb to the outside, when suddenly, a ringside assistant approaches him with a blood piece of cloth:: Cole: What's this about?! ::Panther hops to the floor to consult the assistant:: Assistant: He said to give you this! (Hands Panther the cloth) Cole: Who said to give Panther that?! What is that?! ::Panther holds the bloody cloth up and looks at it...and his eyes open wide with shock when he realizes what it is. It's a white "Superwoman" t-shirt...soaked in blood. Panther sighs, looks up at the ceiling then starts back to the dressing room. We fade to commercial:: [commercial] ::We return from break to see Panther roaming the backstage area, looking for for something. He approaches a group of officials:: Panther: Hey...have any of you seen Tina?! ::The officials all shake their heads "no", and Panther moves on, continuing his search for her. Suddenly, he spots a gray door with splashes of blood on the knob. Panther takes a deep, nervous breath and opens the door. It leads to a stairwell. Panther walks into it, and starts down a flight of stairs, when he notices Tina at the bottom of the stairs, her head and upper torso covered in blood. Panther shudders upon seeing the sight, then rushes down to Tina's side to attend to her:: Panther: (grabbing Tina's head) Tina...Tina what happened?! (sighs) Oh my God! Tina! ::Distraught, Panther clutches Tina's head close to his chest and appears to be fighting back tears. Suddenly, we hear a door creak open in the background:: Bryte: WHAT DID YOU DO?!?! Panther: Huh?! Bryte: GET AWAY FROM HER!!!!!!! :: Panther drops Tina then turns to face Bryte, but before he realizes what's going on, Bryte leaps off the top of the stairs and catches him with a clothesline. Bryte then tears into Panther with a series of right hands before grabbing him by the hair and slamming him headfirst into the wall, knocking Panther unconscious. Bryte then turns and looks down at his bloodied fiancee:: Bryte: (tearing up) Tina...oh my God! HELP!!!! I NEED SOME HELP DOWN HERE!!! ::Bryte runs off to get help for Tina, and the camera focuses on Panther's and Tina's fallen bodies before fading out. :: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Chanel #99 Posted July 15, 2016 Author Report Share Posted July 15, 2016 COACH And we’re back. Here comes Simon Stone, looking more determined than I’ve ever seen him. CABOOSE My god, I’ve NEVER seen such determination. Oh good god, HOW inspiring.....but I’m sticking with my 10-second prediction. He doesn’t have a shot. As Simon Stone walks into the ring, the arena somewhat darkens into a different shade. “You woke up this morning……..Got yourself a gun……….Mama always said you’d be……The Chosen One.†Drek Stone steps out of the entranceway to a fairly loud series of boos. As he walks to ringside, he can’t help but smirk at the competition awaiting him in the ring. At the bottom of the ramp, he makes sure to flex his arms for the audience, which only earns him more boos. Finally, he rolls into the ring and pounds his chest for the audience. After this action, fireworks begin to rise from the four corners of the ring. As the music comes to an end, he stares at Simon with both a look of disdain and comfort as well. CABOOSE What an entrance. This man truly does have it all. COACH Caboose, this is getting to be a little much. Why don’t you just ask the guy for his phone number? CABOOSE Coach, you are such a gavone. It’s pathetic. COLE Gavone?! CABOOSE Of course. I learned it from Drek. The man truly has an excellent vocabulary. The two men stare at each other from across the ring. They slowly walk towards one another, wiggling their hands as if prepared to strike. Finally, they lock up in a grapple. Drek quickly catches Simon in a headlock. Seeing this as a quick victory, he grins to no one in particular. But Simon throws him into the ropes. Drek bounces off the ropes and somersaults under a clothesline. As Simon turns around, he gets knocked down by a surprise dropkick. CABOOSE What did I tell you? Such athleticism! COLE Although he seems to have already gone over your 10 second prediction. Upon getting up, Simon locks up in a grapple with Drek. This time, Drek forces Simon against the ropes. The referee attempts to split them up but, after getting untangled, Drek gives Simon a hard slap to the face. Walking away, Drek begins laughing at what he just did. But it’s easy to see that Simon is furious over what just happened. After stroking his face for a few seconds, he runs towards Drek and brings him down with a tackle. COACH There we go, baby! Now that’s the way we do it! Simon begins to pepper Drek with a few punches, but Drek quickly throws him off. They both pop back to their feet. Simon runs and brings down Drek with a clothesline. Drek immediately springs back up and is brought down with another clothesline. As Drek gets back on his feet, Simon runs into the ropes. But he gets caught by surprise with a textbook powerslam. CABOOSE He was lulling Simon Stone into a false sense of security! Brilliance! Amazing psychology! Instead of going for the cover, Drek gets up and begins showboating for the fans by pounding his chest. He slowly picks Simon up, but Simon starts to give him shots to the midsection. COLE He’s coming back! Simon’s coming back! Simon runs into the ropes again, but Drek quickly puts his arms around and throws him nearly halfway across the ring with a belly-to-belly suplex! However, this time, he doesn’t look like he wants to play for the fans. He quickly picks Simon up by his hair and throws him into the corner. He begins to hit him with lefts and rights, until Simon is forced to slump down in the corner, in an attempt to protect himself. Drek begins to choke him up with his boot, until the referee finally forces him to separate. COACH Is it that hard for Drek to obey the rules? I would think he would know by now that cutting off a guy’s oxygen is against the rules! CABOOSE I’ve been meaning to get that changed……talk about a stupid rule….. At this point, much of Simon’s energy has been sapped. Drek slowly picks up Simon and brings him back down with a hard snap suplex. Once again, he begins playing to the crowd, enjoying the jeers they relay back at him. However, this time, he sits on top of Simon’s chest and begins handing out a series of blows to Simon’s forehead. Finally, after nearly ten punches, Drek gets off Simon’s chest, proud of the work he has done. Simon’s head is busted open! COLE Now he’s busted wide open! This is terrible! CABOOSE He should really get that checked out. Spontaneous bleeding is no joking matter. COACH It COULD be spontaneous…..or it could be the punches he just got to the forehead. CABOOSE What punches? Drek holds his arms up to crowd, looking like he’s ready to end it. He picks Simon up by the hair, but Simon gives Drek a stinging chop to the chest. He hits him with another chop…now a punch to the head….chop….punch…..Drek is beginning to look dazed! Simon irish-whips Drek into the ropes and hits him with a back spinning elbow. He quickly goes for the cover…. 1……. 2…… …..KICKOUT! Drek quickly gets up on his feet and Simon clotheslines him over the top rope! Simon steps out onto the apron, while Drek struggles to get off the arena floor. Once he’s up, Simon jumps off the apron to attack him. However, Drek moves out of the way, and Simon goes rolling onto the floor. Although that miss hurt him, Simon is determined to get back on his feet. But Drek is ready for him. As Simon gets up and turns around, Drek catches his arms. He then plants him with a SIDE EFFECT ONTO THE ARENA FLOOR! COLE What a move! Simon HAS to have broken a bone after that! CABOOSE What a move, indeed! Drek is willing to do whatever it takes to win! At this point, the camera cuts back to someone sitting alone in a dark room watching the Drek/Simon match on television. The view slowly rotates around until we see that it’s Damaramu in the chair with an angry look on his face. He looks almost transfixed by the match going on in front of him. In fact, he doesn’t even notice that there’s a camera directly in front of his face. Finally, the screen goes back to the match taking place in the ring. COLE It looks like we’re not the only ones interested in this match. CABOOSE Of course. Everyone wants to see Drek’s debut in the OAOAST. The Helddown camera gives us two more glimpses of the Side-Effect onto the concrete floor. Finally, Drek picks Simon off the ground and rolls him into the ring, within the proximity of a nearby ringpost. Drek slowly climbs up the turnbuckle and finally, once at the top, he stands looking at the fans and his back to Simon. COACH What could Drek be getting ready for now? CABOOSE Just watch! This is how he earned his nickname of Reckless! Drek jumps off the top turnbuckle with a HIGH springing moonsault……and CONNECTS WITH IT!! He remains on top of Simon, making the cover. 1……. 2…….. 3!!!! NO!!!! Simon put his foot on the rope at the last second! CABOOSE Dammit, once again, screwed by the rules of the OAOAST! COACH Why don’t you give Simon some credit for knowing his way around the ring? Commend somebody else for once! Drek looks somewhat in shock until a scowl crosses his face. He picks Simon up by the head and brings him into the center of the ring. He sets him up for a powerbomb……lifts him up HIGH……….but Simon slips out of Drek’s grasp and lands on his feet behind him!! He grabs Drek by the back of the head and hits a REVERSE DDT!!! COLE Yes!! That’s it!! It’s over!! HE’S GOT HIM!!! CABOOSE It’s over?! Are you kidding me?!?! Drek can get up from this!! COACH Make the cover, SIMON!!! 1……. 2…… KICKOUT! Drek is able to lift up his shoulder. This time, it’s Simon that looks to be the surprised one. He whips Drek into the corner, then stands on the second turnbuckle, getting ready to hit ten punches on Drek’s head. 1…… 2……. But Drek hooks Simon’s legs around his neck, and grabs him from behind. He runs out of the corner and absolutely SLAMS Simon into the mat with a running powerbomb!! CABOOSE Was that just a great counter or what? COACH Well, I do have to agree with you. Drek CLEARLY has some skill in the ring. By now, Simon’s face is just a mess full of blood. Drek gets up, but is seemingly stalking Simon, waiting for him to get up. Finally, after struggling for a little while, Simon is able to stand up. However, Drek quickly turns Simon around, kicks him in the stomach, and DRILLS HIM INTO THE MAT WITH AN IMPLANT DDT!! COLE He may have broken his neck! CABOOSE That’s the STONECUTTER, Cole. Learn it. Appreciate it! Drek just hit Simon with the STONECUTTER!! Drek hooks Simon up for the cover. 1….. 2….. But Drek picks Simon’s head off the mat!! He doesn’t look like he’s ready to end this thing, although Simon doesn’t appear like he could continue anymore. Drek forcefully picks Simon up off the mat, and hooks Simon’s head beneath his arm again. Once again, he jumps up and SPIKES SIMON’S HEAD INTO THE MAT with the Stonecutter!! Finally, he hooks the leg. 1…… 2…… 3!!!! It’s over!! The fans once again begin to boo as Drek stands up in the ring as a victorious superstar. Immediately, he starts to fix his hair with his hands, trying to mold it back into what it was at the beginning of the match. He starts to climb out of the ring, but stops halfway with a smirk on his face. He slowly walks back over to Simon and stands over him. He starts mouthing some words that the crowd can’t hear, and then gives Simon a vicious smack across the face. Finally, he climbs through the ropes and walks towards the back, holding his arms out for the crowd the entire way. COACH What was with that slap?! Why couldn’t he just leave the damn thing alone? CABOOSE It was just to show him who’s the head Stone in the OAOAST. I don’t think he’ll have to worry about Simon anymore. But anyway, an impressive debut for Drek Stone! What did I tell you? Drek has it all! COLE Oh, there’s no denying that Drek has some skill. Heavyweight Champion in three federations before…..however, his arrogance may be his downfall here. CABOOSE …….you thought he was going to get upset by Simon! Your opinion didn’t mean anything to me before and, beating all the odds, you have now managed to make it mean even less. Congratulations. The camera cuts away to Damaramu sitting backstage, watching Drek walk triumphantly towards the back. He begins to growl a little bit, then starts smacking his fists together. Finally, he KICKS OVER the nearby television, sending it hurtling towards the floor. The sound of the screen breaking can be clearly heard, but Dama doesn’t care. He stares at the broken television for a few seconds, then spits on it in disgust. He then walks off as the camera focuses on the pieces laying on the floor. The three announcers seem to be in shock. COLE ……..what could that be about? COACH While we get this chaos cleared out of the way, let's go to commercial break...when we come back, Zack Malibu tries to fend off the giant known as Gibraltar! Stay Tuned! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Chanel #99 Posted July 15, 2016 Author Report Share Posted July 15, 2016 MC It's time for Zack Malibu's first match since gaining the OAOAST World Heavyweight Title in the biggest match in OAOAST history, defeating his mortal enemy Calvin Szechstein at Anglemania III, and he's not giving himself a night off here! COACH Zack's facing probably the largest man he's had to face since his in-ring debut, as he's battling Saint Andrew's monster Gibraltar. But, we saw earlier that Saint Andrew was inside the Totally Endorsed locker room. What does that have to do with this match? CABOOSE Plus, don't forget...Sly Sommers still hasn't dropped that HUGE bombshell about his past with Zack Malibu that he's promised to drop! MC With all that out of the way, let's go to the ring for our big main event! ("Pompeii" starts up, and the lights go down for the entrance of Saint Andrew and Gibraltar, but no one comes out.) COACH What in the hell...? CABOOSE I'm sure there is a VERY valid excuse behind this. There has to be! MC Whatever. We are being told that we're going to cut to Zack Malibu's entrance to cut down on this long stalling since we do not have much television time left. (The ring lights come back on, as "Bring Me To Life" starts up over the PA system. Zack Malibu comes out with the OAOAST World Title belt around his waist to a huge ovation, but he looks to be quite nervous.) CABOOSE I don't know what he has more reason to be nervous about: Sly's announcement ruining his career, or Gibraltar ending his life! MC Zack's mind does seem to be elsewhere, which is never a good thing when you have to face an angry seven foot, five hundred pounder! (The lights come down again, and "Pompeii" plays for about thirty seconds before all of the lights come back up. The referee walks over to tell Michael Buffer that Gibraltar has a ten-count to get to the ring, but right then, "Orange Crush" starts up, and Sly Sommers steps out onto the stage, with a microphone in his hand.) SLY Zack, Zack, Zack...what did I say? I've been waiting for the perfect opportunity to make the big announcement that everyone across the country is waiting for. The speculation throughout the past seven days has been enormous. Some people think that we're really brothers. If that's the case, then Mom certainly gave me the "handsome gene". CABOOSE That's certaintly true! MC Man, that was gay. CABOOSE So one man can't admire another's handsome...ocity? SLY Some people think that I'm here to announce that Zack is the newest member of Totally Endorsed, and that this is all nothing but a gigantic swerve. That couldn't be further from the truth! If that were true, a cow will fly out of my ass in the next five seconds! One...two...three....four...five! See, no cow is trying to exit my anus! COACH That might be the single weirdest thing that Sly Sommers has ever said, and he's said some strange things! SLY Heck, I read on one message board that I was going to come out and reveal that we were once in a Prussian dance troupe, led by Caboose! CABOOSE Yeah...HEY, wait a second! SLY What I'm about to say might shock a few of you, and I know, from the look on your face Zack, that you already know. So, here I go...first off, how many of you people read the Internet regularly? (slight applause) Okay, good. You people that cheered probably know about December of 2002, when Mr. Malibu here decided that he was enough of a wily veteran to open his own wrestling school. MC Okay, I know where this is going now...could we please cut off the cameras and call it a night? SLY Many young men signed on for the school so that they could be trained by the number one icon in the number one wrestling promotion in the world. But, very few stayed on from the original class, Zack. In fact, only four did. Three of those students are still in the school. COACH Really, can we just go off-air right now? WHAT? Colvid's in the production truck with a baseball bat? Oh great! SLY But, one of those students rose above even those who lasted. One of those students ended up breezing through all of the lessons you had to teach when the others were still struggling on collar-and-elbow tie-ups. One of those students came into the school knowing he was better than the rest of the chumps, and proved himself day-in and day-out. The thing is...you never liked that student, Zack. You constantly would use him to show the other guys the proper way to stretch an opponent or pop a bone out of socket, because you found this guy to be brash and annoying. CABOOSE Sly, please don't cross the line here, man. SLY Zack, you gotta listen to this...get your head out of that turnbuckle! (Zack's shaking his head as he's basically buried his face in the top turnbuckle) Anyway, Zack...you decided that, when the time came for this guy to graduate from your school and debut in the big time to tell him that he wasn't "good enough". You took it upon yourself to tell this kid that he "would never make it in this industry". You crushed a young man's dreams just because you personally thought he was a bit annoying! MC On behalf of everyone here at HeldDOWN~!, we seriously apologize for what's transpiring here. This, by no means, was meant to be a part of the show at all, and should have never been brought up. SLY This guy ended up making it here WITHOUT you, Zack! Within a couple of months of his debut, he won his first piece of gold, which is unheard of in this business! This guy became the right-hand man to this company's World Champion as a rookie! This guy, Zack...was ME! ( COACH Can we even go in-depth about this on commentary? SLY But see, outside of the boys in the back, nobody knew this fact up until now. Why, you ask? I'll be happy to explain. You see, you were so ashamed of the fact that someone that you thought was so foolish and so naive made it through your training system so quickly and easily that you actually used your gigantic political stroke around here to block any mention of me being your first student on any HeldDOWN~! broadcast. CABOOSE Dude, just stop right now, I beg you. SLY You made sure that, even though you knew that this guy had the talent to elevate himself to the top of the mountain in little time, he made sure that the kid couldn't use his name in hopes that it would possibly benefit his career, just because you thought the kid was brash. Zack, guess what? The kid didn't need your help, you selfish bastard. The kid ended up becoming a star on his own, even without your lack of help or guidance. Zack...that kid was ME! (The crowd comes down in a collective silence, as Zack is standing there in shame, with his head hanging low and his hand brushing through his hair.) MC I can't believe he just brought that up. I can't (bleep)ing believe it! SLY Go ahead, Zack...be ashamed of yourself, you worthless son of a bitch! You are a fraud! You come out here every week, and claim to be the good, caring, honest champion of the people. But think about it, Zack...what champion of the people would use his pull to attempt to make sure that someone else's career never got off of the ground? What champion of the people would deny his past and then use it against someone who never deserved to be slapped in the face by someone who admired and looked up to you, just like all of these people? I know the real Zack Malibu, and what you see on TV is a farce. (Sly walks down the aisle, and ends up standing right in front of the ring, as Malibu looks down on him from the ring in anger.) SLY Zack...for every sweat, for every drop of blood, and for every tear that went through my body as you trained me, and then turned your back on me and shut the door as soon as you thought I was getting too big for my britches...I will make you feel that pain, and so much more. On April 25th, I will gain my revenge. On April 25th, I will destroy the legend of Zack Malibu. On April 25th, I will win that World Heavyweight Title and expose you as even more of a fake than you are already! (Zack cocks his fists back, looking ready to fight.) SLY Go ahead, Zack...if you think knocking me out cold right here, right now makes you the better man, then do so. But, just so you know, I got people looking out for me. Look on the big screen over there... The camera then cuts to the back, as the cameraman runs to the exit of the locker room area. The camera turns around both directions, and then catches a board laying on the floor. The camera cuts back up, and we see Gibraltar and Hoff brawling their way out of the building, with Saint Andrew laid out on the concrete floor. The camera then turns around, and sees Crystal walking out of the building, with the 24/7 belt slung over her shoulder. Colvid then runs out of the production truck, as we can see from the open garage sliding door leading to the outside, and runs inside of the building. He charges at Crystal with his baseball bat, but she drops her stuff and ducks. Both then turn around, and Crystal grabs Colvid by the hair and belt, and tosses him into the wall face-first, knocking him out cold. We then cut back to the arena, where Sly's mouth is open in shock to what he is seeing on the big screen. Sly then turns around, and Zack dives down onto him from the ring, slingshotting himself over the top rope! Malibu then straddles Sly, and lets loose with a bevy of punches to the face! A large group of officials and enhancement talent then run out from the back, and pull an enraged Malibu off of Sly! MC This entire mess has gotten way out of hand! Sly gets to his feet, and charges at Zack! Both men are brawling, and get seperated by the group that came out to calm this situation down! After trying to fight it off, Zack convinces the people holding him back that he's calmed down, and is ready to go back to the locker room. He teases leaving calmly, but then performs a running dive, and practically crowdsurfs his way back to Sly! Both men start throwing punches again before they get seperated, and eight men have to literally carry the World Heavyweight Champion down the ramp! COACH Folks, this has gotten way too personal between these two, and this explosion has gone off! We're...we're running out of satellite time! CABOOSE Damn it! MC We apologize for the nature of the final minutes of the program, but we invite you to come back next week, when everything gets back to order! For Jonathan Coachman and Caboose, this is Michael Cole saying, "Good fight, good night!" The show closes with Sly and Zack intensely staring at each other from both ends of the aisleway, with a large crowd surrounding both men to keep them seperated. *End of Show* Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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