Chanel #99 Posted August 6, 2016 Report Share Posted August 6, 2016 LAST WEEK... MALIBU So...let me guess...you people want answers, right? (Crowd cheers) MALIBU Well, quite simply people, it has finally gotten to me. I've surpassed the boiling point. Quite frankly, I think you should look around you, look at each other's face, and start booing each other, because it is each and every one of you that is responsible for what I did to Crystal! The truth hurts, doesn't it? I bet you're all saying "No, it's not our fault!", but it is. (The crowd jeers loudly as Zack puts his arm around Candie...but Candie shoves it away!) CANDIE You know what...I can't do this. MALIBU What did you just say? CANDIE I said I can't do this, Zack. This isn't right. This isn't you. I KNOW it's not you. MALIBU Then you don't know me very well, do you? CANDIE Zack, listen I... MALIBU No, YOU listen, OK? You want to question what I do? Why, Candie, do you have some input as to how I should direct my career. Why don't you do what you were made for, just stand here and look pretty, OK? *SLAP* The crowd ROARS, as Candie lets Zack have it across the face, leaving a red handprint on his cheek. Malibu turns his head upon impact, snickers...THEN TURNS AND SHOVES CANDIE DOWN! Calvin quickly jumps in the middle of this and holds Zack back, as Candie is shocked, and begins to cry. She quickly gets up, and storms over to Zack, brushing right by Cal. CANDIE That's it, Zack, I've had it. I love you, and I can forgive you for things, but this is the last time. You've got a week to think about what I mean to you, what that belt should mean to you, and what these people mean to you. Because quite frankly, I think I speak for everyone when I say you need to reconsider what you're doing, because after this, there is no going back!OAOAST HeldDOWN~! “Trust me†by Lucy Woodward plays as we SEE THE LOGO~ The cameras pan across the crowd, showing the RABID fans in attendance! Various signs are shown, including a sweet EUGENE sign with a HHH water bottle! Even though this is the wrong promotion! But Eugene is sweet as hell! And speaking of sweet as hell, we cut to the #1 announce team in the industry, Triple C!!! COLE Welcome fans to another edition of OAOAST HeldDOWN! I'm Michael Cole, along with Jonathan Coachman and Caboose, and boy do we have an emotionally charged show for you tonight! COACH Absolutley! This is the deadline! Zack has until TONIGHT to give Candie an answer about what's more important to him -- her, or his new attitude! CABOOSE What business does Candie have demanding answers of him, anyway? COLE And we'll also hear from Chris Bryte, who apparently plans to lay down some sort of challenge tonight! COACH And on top of that, apparently Rick Edwards and his cousin J. Arthur have something in store as well! CABOOSE And hopefully, we'll hear from the greatest tag team in history, that's right, Black T! COLE We've also got plenty of action ahead here, but first... No sooner does the opening pyrotechnics display end, then the raucous crowd are kept alive by the appearance of Candie, who walks out of the back. Hearing the cheers of the fans, Candie smiles and slaps a few hands on her way down the aisle. COLE We're kicking things off in a big way tonight, because it looks like Zack Malibu's moment of truth has arrived! COACH Lemme just pop my colla if I may...Zack gave up a good thing last week. You know what that means...more for me! CABOOSE More for me too. COACH More girls? CABOOSE No. Vomit. Candie steps into the ring, and waves to the fans, who show her great support in taking a stand against her boyfriend, the current World Champion, Zack Malibu. Candie is given the mic by HeldDOWN~! ring announcer extraordinaire Michael Buffer, and waits for the crowd to settle down. CANDIE Last week, you people were the victims of a tirade the likes of which I never thought I'd see. The man who ran you all down last week is not the Zack Malibu I know. (The crowd boos at the mention of the recently turned champion's name.) CANDIE So, I gave Zack a choice. I gave him a week to reflect, to think about what really matters to him. He got his space, and I got mine. No phone calls, no e-mails, nothing at all. Well Zack, the seven days are up, and I don't think I'm the only one who wants to hear what you have to say, so why don't you come on out and face the music, right now! CABOOSE Let me get this straight...this little trollop is calling out the World Champion? COLE Well, technically she IS his girlfriend? CABOOSE Then she should be flipping his pancakes over a warm stove, not going on an ego trip on live TV. Candie waits in silence, as the fans keep their eyes on the ramp, waiting for a glimpse of the champ himself. All of a sudden, the lights drop, and no one can see a thing. Through the darkness a heavy industrial beat, with wailing guitars kicks up out of nowhere, playing in sync with a shower of golden pyro that bursts up from the stage. Through it all walks the reigning World Heavyweight Champion, Zack Malibu, clutching his title belt in one hand and a mic in the other. He peers through his sunglasses, up into the ring. The song in question, "Nothing" by Stabbing Westward, continues to play as Malibu walks up the aisle, snickering quietly to himself while Candie remains in the ring. Malibu walks up the stairs, entering the ring slowly, and raising his arms, basking in the fact that the fans loathe him for his recent actions. The song grows quieter and quieter, and soon the only sounds that can be heard are the various catcalls and chants directed at Malibu. "ASSHOLE" "YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK!" Unaffected by their hatred, Malibu lowers his sunglasses to look at Candie, who takes a few steps back, not very trusting of the man she's shared so much with. MALIBU You have got some nerve, Candie. Now, I don't know why you need this sudden ego boost, but I'm not going to stand for these personal attacks on my character. CANDIE Zack, I... MALIBU Shut up, will you? See, that's exactly what I mean. You wanted me out here, and for what? So you could run me down in front of the fans, try to paint yourself as the poor victim? The little girl who was misled? Please, spare me the sob stories, Candie. You wanted me out here, you wanted my reply, well, it's not going to be as simple as an "I'm sorry" or whatever it is you expected. You know, you're a very attractive girl. Any guy on earth would kill for a night with you, and I was lucky enough to get you. You said I was the one for you, didn't you? CANDIE You were...I mean, you are, but... MALIBU Ah ah...shoosh, please! The first time I saw you what were you doing? Oh yes, you were playing cheerleader to Totally Endorsed. Then, when they felt they'd run out of various cheerleading routines that you could do, they tossed you to the curb. You would've been jobless, homeless, and helpless had I not let my eye wander in your direction, am I not right? CANDIE Zack... MALIBU I DIDN'T ASK FOR AN INTERRUPTION! This is why nodding was invented, so you could keep your damn mouth shut. That's been a big problem of yours as of late, not knowing when to zip your lips. Ever since the Crystal incident, you've been my biggest critic, and for what? Because of some stupid girly girl bonding? Because you resent the way I live my life? What do you care anyways? The only thing you should be worried about is money in the bank and food on the table, both of which you have more than enough of! So, you wanted to know if I'm sorry for everything I've done...hell no, I'm not. If anything, Candie, the one who should apologize is you, for being such a self-centered little... SLAP~! The crowd ERUPTS, as Candie knocks Zack right across the cheek with an open palm! Malibu's head is cocked to the side, as he's stunned, and then begins to snicker. He turns back to Candie...AND SHOVES HER TO THE CANVAS! COACH He just hit a girl! CABOOSE I'm about to commit the same offense if you don't shut up about it. The crowd boos loudly, as Zack Malibu stalks the OAOAST diva as she crawls on her butt, backing away from him. She moves into the corner, cringing at what Zack could possibly have in mind, until the crowd roars again, as Crystal has hit the ring! COACH It's my girl! Malibu turns around and sees Crystal, but it's too late to back away, as the next thing he sees is a right hand! Crystal staggers Zack back with punch after punch, and then finally clotheslines him over the ropes and out of the ring! Malibu quickly gets up and staggers around, stunned by the onslaught, as Crystal helps Candie up, and then keeps an eye on him. The crowd suddenly begins to stir again, as now Calvin Szechstein is running down the aisle behind the girls' backs! Cal slides into the ring, and pushes Candie away, then spins Crystal around, locking her in a front facelock and lifting her up...but Crystal falls behind him and shoves him forward...INTO A SPEAR BY CANDIE~! COLE My God, the women are cleaning house! CABOOSE I think I'm going to be ill. This is like the Spice Girls beating up the Dallas Cowboys. Calvin and Zack regroup on the outside, while Crystal checks on Candie and sees if she's OK. Crystal talks to Candie for a moment, and then picks up the mic. CRYSTAL Hey Zack, you wanna pick on girls? How about picking on the ones that fight back? See, I owe you one, and personally I don't want to wait any longer. Tonight, me and you, in this ring! Let's do it! Candie quickly takes the mic away from Crystal. Fighting off the tears, she speaks. CANDIE Wait, just wait. Zack...you...you and I have unfinished business too. Now that you've made your choice, I'd like nothing more than to help Crystal kick your ASS! (Crowd pop) Malibu reaches in and grabs the other mic, ducking out quickly before either girl can make a move. MALIBU Are you SERIOUS? Candie, please, you can't work! CANDIE I don't want to work. I just want to get my hands on you! MALIBU Whoa, aggressive! All right, tell you what then. Crystal, you want me one on one, hell then we'll do it on the biggest stage of them all...pay per view. Me and you at School's Out, MY Pay Per View, for MY title! I'll show you things you've never seen before and more. But for tonight, let's give the world a sneak preview, and we'll do it on the historical tip. Tonight, teaming up, will be Zack Malibu and Calvin Szechstein against...Crystal and Candie! What do you say, ladies? Crystal and Candie talk for a moment, before Candie takes the mic. CANDIE I say that after we take care of you boys, I'm going to go out and find a REAL man! Malibu does a double take, and goes to run back into the ring, but Calvin holds him back. Candie and Crystal hug, and work the crowd a bit, while an incensed Zack and Calvin back up the aisle to prepare for tonight's main event. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Chanel #99 Posted August 6, 2016 Author Report Share Posted August 6, 2016 Backstage Jivin' J.R., a.ka. "the Farmer of Champions," is standing outside Black T's dressing room. J.R. Last week Stephen Joseph inexplicably announced my boys would be defending their world's tag team championship against the very team they defeated to capture those titles two weeks ago on HeldDown, the Global Party Xchange. Yours truely, the original voice of the OAOAST, is here to interview "The Ice Heart" Dan Black and T-Bod -- the OAOAST tag team champions, Black T. This is a HeldDown exclusive. J.R. knocks on the door. J.R. enters the room. T-Bod, wearing glasses, is typing something down on his notepad. Dan is seated, watching tape of of GPX on a 32" flatscreen TV. J.R. Champs, I'm sorry to barge in like this. Before we get what Stephen Joseph said last week, I'd like to ask you some questions concerning the future of tag team wrestling in the OAOAST. Historically tag team competition hasn't been one of the company's strongest points. Most competitors are out for singles success. You know this very well, Dan. You were once apart of the Angle Award winning tag team "Mystery Weirdness Connection," deemed by many the greatest tag team in OAOAST history -- until Black T takes over that honor. Two weeks ago, Black T won the titles in a grueling tournament by defeating the Rave & Assualt Squad, TLC and GPX in the finals. Yet the tag division remains in mystery. DAN True, the tag divison has been...underwhelming. I believe you refered to it as "a sucking pond." Last week we put the entire OAOAST on notice -- "do as we say or get out of our way." That's not just another catchphrase, we mean it. Sadly, the people have chosen to "get out of our way" as nobody has willing stepped up to the plate to challenge us. Just because the fans like to boo us, it doesn't mean we're going to fight like some floozy leaving a whorehouse. Good guys, bad guys, tweeners, bums off the streets -- we'll take on anybody. Anybody! We're willing, ready and able to defend our titles on command. So what happens? We're "booked" into a tag title match against the Global Party XChange. The catch: We can the shot. There are so many matches out there. What do you think Ton'? T-BOD A cage match. Nah, been done. DAN Ladder match? Forget about it, overused. T-BOD Hell In A Cell surrounded by a raging inferno. We could call it "Hell on Earth." DAN That's another company's match. Remember, this is the OAOAST. We're original. T-BOD You're right. Hm. I got it! Jivin' J.R. on a Pole! JIVIN' J.R. I object, BAH GAWD! DAN Overruled. Not bad, not bad, Tony, but I have a better idea. Black T and the Farmer of Champions huddle together. T-Bod takes a step back, looking at Dan with a shock expression; J.R.'s face lights up in fear. DAN We have decided a type of match. (adjusting his tie) Ahem. Ladies and gentlemen of TVland, Black T is proud to announce the upcoming tag team title match at School's Out: Class Dismissed will showcase the most dangerous match in parody e-fed entertainment history: A good old-fashioned tag team wrestling match. In an over-the-top comedic matter, Black T shake in fear. DAN (voice breaking up) Yes, we know such a match puts us all in great risk, but you -- the fans -- are worth it. Dan & T-Bod cover their mouths to hide their laughter. T-BOD My God, Dan, how could you think of such a horrible stipulation? GPX are spot monkeys while we're trained in all fields of wrestling. Oh...their spot monkeys and we're world class wrestlers. (laughing) J.R You guys certainly have some fancy methods of preparing for your upcoming encounter with GPX. Could you share what exactly the video tape you're watching is all about. T-BOD You know, J.R., we normally don't discuss how we gather intell, but just for you... When we found out what Mr. Joseph had revealed, to say we were surprise would be an understatement. We thought of every possible match until we settled on the most dangerous match mankind has ever know, a straight out tag team match. No gimmicks. Just two teams battling for the richest prize in tag team wrestling. The decision was very simple after viewing the footage. Take a look at this. Footage of GPX performing their finishers are shown. A little clock appears on the lower right corner reading "3.4 seconds". DAN Our analysis shows it takes GPX approx 3.4 seconds to execute their finisher. Now take a look at Black T's 3-B. 3-B is shown. Clocks reads "2.9 seconds". T-BOD It doesn't take a genius to know 2.9 is quicker than 3.4, hence the decision to wrestle a normal wrestling match. Now, if you'd excuse us, we have to get back to work. DAN Remember, life is made up of winners and losers, remember. And we're-- T-BOD Winners. J.R. Wow! There you have it, ladies and gentlemen. What inside into the minds of the greatest tag team in OAOAST history. The thinking man's tag team. Back to you J.R. wannabe's at ringside. COLE J-J.R.? Can you hear me? J.R. Unfortunatly, yes. What do you want? COLE We just heard through our ear piece D.O.A. Abe Vidgoa has ordered Dan Black and T-Bod to compete in singles competition here tonight. Black T look at each other in disbelief. J.R. But-But they're tag team specialist now. Not singles wrestlers. T-BOD Who are they? Stop jerking us around. DAN Come on, you bloody wanker! COLE The men your boys will face in singles competition are...Scotty Static and Johnny "Jam" Jackson, otherwise known as the Global Party Xchange. T-BOD & DAN Whaaa...? T-BOD There must be some kind of mistake. I -- We are a team, not singles competitors. Abe must mean our match at School's Out: Class Dismissed, May 25th is official. COLE No, he means you're both going to wrestle tonight. Dan has Scotty; you'll face Johnny "Jam" Jackson. Dan makes a call on his cellphone. T-BOD I don't care if it's Jermaine Jackson, I'm not facing him tonight. I am a co-holder of the tag team championship, I should have advance notice when I'm being taken out of my field. You can't take a fish outta water and expect him to walk on land, can you? Unless La Parka is the one who convinces him. But hell, we aren't... I beg your pardon. So our valley boys friends can understand, we ain't gonna wrestle tonight, duuuude! *cut to da SC* COACH Wow, it looks like Black T is throwing their weight around tonight! CABOOSE Well, why shouldn't they? They are the champs, simp. COLE It'll be a good old fashioned wrestling match at School's Out between Black T and the GPX for the tag titles! But now, we've got a message from Axel. COACH From Axel? CABOOSE Way to hear, Coach. *roll tape* Axel is standing in an old school playground at night, sitting on one of the rusty old swing sets. All the play equipment is old and rusty; it looks like no one ever goes there. AXEL Last week, I went on a promotional trip to Australia, my home country. I saw my family for the first time in two years, I got to see my cousins, and I got to see my brand new godson. I don’t have kids of my own; I am but a young man. But looking into my godson’s eyes, I had an epiphany. I realised that I had been approaching my life all wrong. As I looked into his eyes, I realised who I loved, and who meant the most to me. Crystal, this may not be what you want to hear, but you mean the most to me. You are the one that I love. I realise now, after all this time, that I have been doing this all wrong. I realised that you aren’t ever going to forgive me if I hurt the ones you care about, and if I force you to do anything that you don’t want to do. You see Crystal; I’ve lost sight of what’s important. What’s important is that you are alright, and over the past two weeks, you haven’t been. Zack Malibu and Calvin Szechstein have attacked you, screwed you over, and beaten you down over the past two weeks. I sat at home last week and watched it; I watched it with my family next to me. They looked at me when you were being beaten down, and they asked me, “Why are you letting this happen, Adam?†Axel gets off the swings and stands up, before walking backwards, but still facing the camera. AXEL Truth be known, I was hurt. I was hurt deeper than anyone thought I was. I told you how I felt, and you told me that you didn’t feel the same way. So I let my anger get the better of me. But now, I have been cleansed. I have opened my eyes and I have seen what is there to be seen. Crystal, like it or not, I’m going to watch over you. I’m going to be there if they hurt you again. I’m going to help you. Whether you like it or not, I’m going to make sure that Zack and Calvin don’t cross the line. Tonight, I’m going to send a message to Zack and Calvin. Abe Vigoda has barred me from ringside in tonight’s main event, but that won’t stop me from going after Zack and Calvin in the back. I know Gunner and AJ won’t like it either, but that’s their problem. You aren’t going to be hurt again. Next week, the pain starts. Axel backs up until he is behind a barbed wire fence. AXEL Zack Malibu, I’ve beaten you before, I’ve pinned you. Calvin Szechstein, again, I’ve beaten you, but that time it was one on one. How many guys in the back have done that? How many guys can honestly say that they have, at some point in their careers, beaten Zack Malibu and Calvin Szechstein? That’s the edge I have over you both – I know I can beat you. So Crystal, you might consider me your own personal savior, because after all, I’ve already been… Axel does the crucifix pose against the barbed wire fence… AXEL …crucified. The screen fades to black, and then to a wide shot of the arena. COLE Interesting message from Axel there, almost wanting to play the good guy! CABOOSE He’s clouded by love, it makes me sick! I’m gonna have to set him straight. We see a shot of a clean-shaven man with long brown hair, and royal blue tights with a silver dragon going up the left leg. He is warming up, stretching on the ropes, as generic rock is playing over the loudspeakers. BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!! Cue: “The Game†by Disturbed The crowd pops at the pyro blast, but then delivers a mixed reaction (more boos than cheers), when Axel steps out onto the ramp. He does the crucifix pose at the top of the ramp, before walking down the ramp, and sliding in the ring. BUFFER The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Hobart, Tasmania Australia weighing in at two hundred and forty pounds, The Dark One, AXXXXXXELLLL! And his opponent, from Rochester Minnesota, weighing in at two hundred and twenty one pounds, Chris Stevens! COLE OAOAST Enhancement Talent Chris Stevens going up against the Dark One tonight, and Axel said earlier that he was going to deliver a message to Zack Malibu and Calvin Szechstein. COACH Well if he wants to help Crystal, then so be it. I’m willing to forgive the guy. COLE But is Crystal willing to forgive him? Axel removes his leather jacket and throws it to the outside of the ring. He steps forward to meet Stevens, and the two have a short stare down. Axel begins talking trash at Stevens, but Stevens shuts his mouth with a right hand! Axel turns his head to absorb the blow, and then comes back with a right hand of his own, sending Stevens down to the mat! COLE Hard right hand there by Axel, he’s in no mood to take punishment tonight; he wants to send a message! Stevens gets to his feet and Axel pushes him back into the corner, before connecting with another hard right hand. Axel steadies, and then delivers a hard chop to the chest of Chris Stevens. CROWD WHOO! Stevens clutches his chest in pain, Axel moves Stevens’ arms out of the way, and delivers another hard knife edged chop to the chest of the Enhancement talent! CROWD WHOO! Stevens writhes in pain again, but comes back with a chop to the chest of Axel! CROWD WHOO! Axel completely no sells the chop, and comes back with a hard boot to the midsection, and then a hard right hand to the face, sending Stevens down in the corner! Axel lifts Stevens up out of the corner and locks in a front face lock, before sending Chris Stevens over for a vertical suplex! COLE Textbook suplex by Axel, really dominating the early part of the match. Axel runs to the ropes and comes off, before jumping and connecting with a leg drop to the throat of Chris Stevens, who clutches his throat, gasping for air! Axel goes for the cover… One… Two… Kickout by Stevens at two. COLE Axel dropped his leg right across Stevens’ throat, incapacitated the guy for long enough to get a two count. Axel grabs Stevens by the hair and pulls him up again, backing him up against the ropes this time. Axel connects again with a hard knife edged chop to the chest of Chris Stevens… CROWD WHOO! …before sending him for an Irish Whip. Stevens comes off the ropes, Axel goes for a clothesline, Stevens does a commando roll under the clothesline, Axel turns around, and runs into a dropkick by Chris Stevens! COACH Beautiful move by Chris Stevens, very athletic. Stevens grabs Axel and pushes him back into the corner, reversing the roles from last time. Stevens connects with a three European Uppercuts, and then leads Axel out of the corner, grabbing his head and neck and taking him over for a snapmare, before applying a rear chinlock. Axel immediately fights out of the chinlock and connects with a hard elbow to the midsection, and then a boot to the stomach, Axel grabs Stevens’ head and connects with a hard right hand, and another boot to the stomach, and another right hand. Axel grabs Stevens’ head and locks him in a front face lock again, before putting his left arm out ala Raven, and dropping him down for an Evenflow DDT! CABOOSE Damn Scott Levy rip-off. Axel goes down for the cover… One… Two… No! Kickout by Stevens at two again. Axel grabs Stevens yet again and backs him up against the ropes. Axel sends Stevens flying for an Irish whip again, Stevens comes off the ropes, and Axel drills him with a MAIN EVENT SPINEBUSTER! COACH Ooooh, he landed hard on his back there, vicious move by Axel. CABOOSE I think this squash has been eaten. Axel starts to go for the cover… but he decides not to! COLE Axel wants to inflict more pain! This is a message! Axel grabs Stevens again and sends him into the corner for an Irish Whip. Axel runs at Stevens, Stevens gets a back elbow, Axel staggers back, Axel turns around and runs at Stevens, but Stevens connects with a SUPAHKICK! COLE What a kick by Stevens! Talk about dimming your lights! Stevens goes for the cover! ONE!!!!! TW-NO! Axel kicks out! CABOOSE Ah he was fooling! COLE Axel is getting more than he bargained for with Chris Stevens! Chris Stevens comes off the ropes and connects with an elbow drop to the chest of Axel, keeping him down on the ground! Stevens then goes up to the top rope and measures Axel, who is still incapacitated! COLE Chris Stevens is taking a risk! Stevens comes off the top for a Frog Splash… … but Axel moves! Stevens lies on the mat, writhing in pain, and Axel gets to his feet! Axel grabs Stevens’ left leg and turns him over for an Elevated Half Boston Crab! COACH The Axel Grinder! This is the same move that beat Gunner Sharps! Axel locks in the Axel Grinder and rocks back to apply more pressure! Chris Stevens tries to get to the ropes, but he has no choice, he must… … TAP! *DING DING DING* BUFFER Here is your winner by submission, AXEL! COLE Axel with an impressive victory here, but Chris Stevens was the one that made an impression as well! Axel – break the hold already! You’ve won the match! Axel locks in the hold deeper, while screaming “YOU WON’T HURT HER ANYMORE YOU BASTARDS! I WON’T LET YOU!†COACH Axel is sending a message! The referee tries to get Axel to break the hold, and Axel obliges, but instead grabs the referee by the throat! Axel puts the referee on his shoulders, and then drops him down head first for a DEATH VALLEY DRIVER! COLE Axel dropping the referee head first! You’ve sent your message Axel! That’s enough! CABOOSE Well this is what happens when a man goes crazy in love. COACH (starts singing Beyonce) Feelin’ so crazy in love… CABOOSE Shut up. Axel then grabs the lifeless former of Chris Stevens and puts him up on his shoulders in a reverse Death Valley position! COLE Oh no, not this! Axel rotates Stevens over, and drops him down with a Diamond Cutter, for the AXEL SLAM! COACH We could call it a rotated Burning Hammer, but Dammit, that is more devastating than a Burning Hammer. That could break a guy’s neck one day, and no single man has kicked out of that move. Axel looks down at the carnage around him, and grabs a mic off Michael Buffer. AXEL (puffing) This is what happens, when you piss me off Zack and Calvin. This is what happens when you hurt the ones I love. So, starting soon, you will feel the pain, taste the pain, and when it’s all said and done, you will like the fucking pain! Cue: ‘The Game’ by Disturbed Axel leaves the ring and backs up the ramp, striking the crucifix pose to a chorus of both boos and cheers. COLE I don’t know what to think of this guy at the moment, and I have just got word – yes, folks, next week, we will hear from Gunner Sharps! Gunner Sharps, at the moment on a promotional tour of Europe, will comment on this situation next week! COACH That’s a bombshell. Gunner hasn’t been here for the past two weeks, and he must have some words about the Crystal situation, Axel, and the continuing AJ Flaire versus Rick Edwards saga. COLE Stay tuned, more to come, this is HeldDown! *fade to commercial* Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Chanel #99 Posted August 6, 2016 Author Report Share Posted August 6, 2016 ::The camera cuts to the ring. Tha Puerto Rican and The Lightning Crew are in the ring causing the crowd to boo. "No Chance In Hell" by Bradley Boyds dies down. The crowd chants "P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS!" P.R. sneers at the crowd with a microphone already in his hands.:: MICHAEL COLE: Welcome back to HeldDOWN~! fans. As you can see, Tha Puerto Rican and The Lightning Crew are in the ring, fresh off kicking Colombian Heat out of The Lightning Crew 2 weeks ago. THA PUERTO RICAN: First off, I would like to give mad props to Zack Malibu for doing the right thing and turning his back on these patheic fans. Zack, I forgive you for what you did to me at AngleMania III. You were just naieve and simplistic back then. Now, you have finally seen the light and have done the right thing by saying "F.U." to all these fans! Kudos, Malibu. Kudos. And you know, I deserve a title shot soon! ::The crowd boos this comment.:: COLE: Now he supports Malibu. CABOOSE: And why not? Zack did the right thing for once! P.R. is just lending his support! THA PUERTO RICAN: And speaking of doing the right thing, 2 weeks ago I did the right thing by kicking out that slang talkin', gold tooth wearing, bad dancing, retard called Colombian Heat out of The Lightning Crew! ::The crowd boos. Chants of "P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS!" fill the arena.:: P.R.: Now, I am not one to pat myself on the back often...actually I am, and I am glad that I taught that punk a lesson of what happens when you piss me off. EVERYONE is a target for my wrath. I don't care if you're a friend or a family member. You piss me off, you pay the price, and That's The Truth, Ruth! ::More boos. Chants of "ASS-HOLE! ASS-HOLE! ASS-HOLE! ASS-HOLE!" fills the arena. P.R. sneers at the crowd.:: P.R.: SHUT UP!!! CABOOSE: You tell him, P.R.! Tell those fans to shut up! HA! HA! COACHMAN: We have yet to see Colombian Heat in the arena, but we are told he will be here tonight, and boy, is he pissed off! THA PUERTO RICAN: Now, that Colombian Heat is gone, and will never come back-- ::Suddenly, P.R. stops as a piano starts playing. The crowd pops as on the HELDTRON appear the words "COLOMBIAN HEAT" in graffitti font. The piano continues playing while the lights flicker on and off. P.R. is shocked.:: COLE: HEY! He's here! I guess Colombian Heat hasn't disappeared after all! ::"What's My Name (DMX)" by DMX begins playing. The crowd cheers loudly. P.R. is shocked but then becomes pissed off. The crowd's cheers become louder as Colombian Heat steps out from the curtain, wearing a black and red doo-rag, glasses, clock around his neck, pierced left ear, black and red pajamas and shorts, and black sneakers with a rubber band on his right wrist. The crowd chants "HEAT! HEAT! HEAT! HEAT!" Heat is not his usual jovial self, walking to the ring with a purpose. He stares down Tha Puerto Rican who is in the ring.:: COLE: Colombian Heat is out here for the first time without a Lightning Crew t-shirt on! And he looks ready to fight. COACH: After being humilaited by Tha Puerto Rican 2 weeks ago, you can't blame him for being pissed off. And listen to his entrance music. DMX is off the hook~! CABOOSE: Heat should be thankful that he got to hang out with P.R. He is nothing compared to Tha Puerto Rican. Tha Puerto Rican is 1,000 times the man Heat could ever be! EVER! ::"What's My Name (DMX)" continues playing as Heat enters the ring. He engages in a staredown with Tha Puerto Rican with The Lightning Crew hovering over the two of them.:: COLE: P.R. and Heat are ready to explode any minute now. ::Heat grabs a microphone and continues staring down P.R. "What's My Name (DMX)" by DMX dies down. The crowd is buzzing with anticipation. Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez tries to hold P.R. back. The crowd chants "HEAT! HEAT!":: COLOMBIAN HEAT: Yo, yo, yo, yo. Now, P.R., yo, I am sure I am speaking for these fans when I ask, "What the hell is up your ass?" ::Crowd pops.:: HEAT: Seriously. You are one of the most insecure people I've ever seen in my entire life. You can't accept the fact that it was YOU that lost to The Mad Cappa at AngleMania and Living Anglelously. Not me. You were still able to kick out of the pin after that chairshot. And were still able to get up after that beltshot. You did not lose those 2 matches thanks to me, so if anyone should get their ass kick, it should be you, G! ::The crowd cheers. P.R. sneers at Heat.:: COLE: That's true. P.R. lost the matches to The Mad Cappa, not Heat. P.R.: Heat, I never cared about you. You were never, NEVER my best friend. The only reason I hung out with you is because I pitied you. You would never be the man I was. You would never be the most electrifying man in professional wrestling! No. You would always be my sidekick, my lackey, my right-hand man. You would always be NOTHING. Face it, "G", you would always be #2. You would always be a Grade-A LOSER! ::The crowd boos loudly. Colombian Heat takes time to think it over, but instead of being sad, he has a sly smile on his face.:: CABOOSE: So, the truth finally comes out! COLE: That can't be true. P.R. and Heat were closer than most brothers. CABOOSE: The truth hurts don't it? COLOMBIAN HEAT: Eh, that's okay. Because I have a confession to make too. I never wanted to be your friend either. The only reason I hung out with you is because I wanted to use you as a stepping stone to further MY career! I only kissed your ass because I thought that you would make me the leader of The Lightning Crew, and then afterward, I could kick YOU out. ::The crowd pops.:: CABOOSE: That little sneak. COACH: Guess Colombian Heat isn't as dumb as we all thought he was. HEAT: That whole "idiot lackey" schtick was just a way of slipping into the LC without making it obvious that I wanted to kick your ass. P.R., you underestimated me. Looks like I'M the real brains behind The Lightning Crew after all!!! P.R.: ALRIGHT! THAT DOES IT! THERE IS NO WAY YOU ARE BETTER THAN ME!!! NO ONE IS!!! ::The crowd boos as Tha Puerto Rican and Colombian Heat get into a staredown. They get closer and closer with The LC holding them back.:: P.R.: ALRIGHT, TOUGH GUY! YOU THINK YOU'RE BETTER THAN ME? YOU THINK THAT YOU'RE THE BRAINS OF THE LIGHTNING CREW? PROVE IT! STEP UP TO THE PLATE AND PROVE YOU'RE WORTH!!! YOU WANT TO FIGHT ME? YOU WANT TO KICK MY ASS SO BAD? YOU GOT IT!!! AT SCHOOL'S OUT: CLASS DISMISSED!!! ::The crowd cheers.:: COACH: The Lightning Crew Explodes! CABOOSE: Shut up. THA PUERTO RICAN: BUT! IT WILL NOT HAPPEN IN FRONT OF THESE IDIOT FANS!!! ::The crowd boos. They chant "P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS! P.R. SUCKS!" Colombian Heat sneers.:: COLE: WHAT? What does P.R. mean by that? P.R.: No. THESE FANS DON'T DESERVE TO SEE US FIGHT! WE WILL FIGHT AT SCHOOL'S OUT. WE WILL GET IT ON. BUT WE WILL GET IT ON....IN AN EMPTY ARENA MATCH!!! ::The crowd gives a mixed reaction. Colombian Heat is suprised at the announcement.:: COLE: WHOA! AN EMPTY ARENA MATCH? THAT'S A SUPRISE! CABOOSE: A BIG SUPRISE! ANYTHING GOES! P.R.: The arena will be our battleground. We can fight anywhere in this arena. The arena will be one giant warzone. The only people that will be in that arena are you, me, the referee, Vitamin X, and Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez, who will be the commentators. NO ONE ELSE! WE CAN FIGHT ANYWHERE IN THAT ARENA AND NO ONE WILL STOP US!!! SO, DO YOU ACCEPT? HEAT: You? Me? Fighting in an Empty Arena? Well....IT'S ON NOW, BITCH!!! COLE: It's official! 2 weeks from now! May 30, 2004! Tha Puerto Rican and Colombian Heat, two former best friends, will collide in an Empty Arena Match! COACH: Anything goes! There will be no fans, no crewmembers, no other wrestlers! Just P.R., Heat, the referee, Vitamin X, and Ms. Lindsay Gonzalez! It will defintley be one of the most interesting and unique matches the OaOasT has ever seen! I can't wait! CABOOSE: Colombian Heat will suffer on May 30th! In 2 weeks, we will see the end of Heat's career! P.R.: So, good luck, "pal". :: P.R. puts his right hand out. Colombian Heat looks at the crowd, who tell him not to shake it. Heat looks at The Lightning Crew. Colombian Heat hesitates, but shakes P.R.'s hand. P.R. smiles evilly. He goes to leave, but Heat pulls him back. The crowd cheers as P.R. worries. Heat has a sly look on his face.:: COLOMBIAN HEAT: Same to you, "homey". ::Colombian Heat clotheslines P.R. to the mat. The crowd cheers loudly. The Lightning Crew attack, but Colombian Heat beats on all of them to a loud pop.:: COLE: AND COLOMBIAN HEAT IS NOW BEATING ON THE LIGHTNING CREW!!! COACH: WELL, HE WAS A FORMER MEMBER OF THE LC! HE KNOWS THEIR MOVES! ::However, The Lightning Crew overpower him. The crowd boos as Colombian Heat crumbles onto the mat with The Lightning Crew hovering over him beating him down.:: CABOOSE: HA! HA! THE LIGHTNING CREW STRIKE BACK! HA! HA! COLE: COLOMBIAN HEAT IS OUTNUMBERED! THE LIGHTNING CREW IS TOO MUCH FOR HIM! TOO MUCH! ::The booing turns to cheers as The Mad Cappa runs into the ring to a loud pop. The Lightning Crew all cower in fear, but then attack. The Mad Cappa beats on The Lightning Crew to loud cheers.:: COLE: AND NOW THE MAD CAPPA IS HERE! COMING TO THE RESCUE OF THE MAN HE BEAT TO WIN THE PUERTO RICAN CHAMPIONSHIP! COACH: THE MAD CAPPA CANNOT STAND THE SITE OF THA PUERTO RICAN BEATING ON SOMEONE REGARDLESS OF WHO THEY ARE! HE IS SAVING COLOMBIAN HEAT! CABOOSE: MUST THE MAD CRAPPA STICK HIS NOSE IN EVERYBODY'S BUSINESS? HE DEFEATED THA PUERTO RICAN! HE WON THE PUERTO RICAN CHAMPIONSHIP! WHAT MORE DOES HE WANT?!!! THE FEUD IS OVER!!! ::The Mad Cappa gives BUST A CAPs to every LC member. He beats on Tha Puerto Rican, until Drek Stone appears, running into the ring.:: COLE: AND WAIT A MINUTE! IT'S DREK STONE! THE #1 CONTENDER TO THE PUERTO RICAN CHAMPIONSHIP! THE MAN WHO WILL FIGHT CAPPA AT SCHOOL'S OUT: CLASS DISMISSED TWO WEEKS FROM NOW!!! ::Drek Stone appears and attacks The Mad Cappa. The Lightning Crew have left the ring except Tha Puerto Rican who is getting beat on by Cappa. Drek attacks The Mad Cappa and beats him down. Tha Puerto Rican smiles and laughs evilly and joins in on the beatdown. He then goes to Colombian Heat and beats on him.:: COLE: AND NOW THA PUERTO RICAN AND DREK STONE ARE BEATING ON THEIR OPPONENTS AT SCHOOL'S OUT MAY 30TH! CABOOSE: THIS IS JUST A PREVIEW OF WHAT WILL HAPPEN ON MAY 30TH WHERE P.R. AND STONE WILL COME OUT VICTORIOUS!!! ::The crowd mixes "DREK STONE SUCKS!" and "P.R. SUCKS!" chants. P.R. and Drek Stone leave Colombian Heat and The Mad Cappa lying in the ring unconcious. P.R. and Stone look at each other...and then shake hands. This causes the crowd to boo even louder. P.R. and Drek raise their arms in victory making garbage get thrown into the ring. P.R. sneers at the crowd. "No Chance In Hell" by Bradley Boyds begins playing as P.R. and Drek trash talk their rivals in the ring. "No Chance In Hell" switches to "Woke Up This Morning".:: COLE: TWO OF THE OAOAST'S MOST HATED SUPERSTARS HAVE TAKEN OUT THEIR OPPOENTS TONIGHT. BUT WILL THIS BE THE SAME RESULT TWO WEEKS FROM NOW AT SCHOOL'S OUT: CLASS DISMISSED WHERE THA PUERTO RICAN TAKES ON COLOMBIAN HEAT IN AN EMPTY ARENA MATCH AND DREK STONE TAKES ON THE MAD CAPPA FOR THE OAOAST PUERTO RICAN CHAMPIONSHIP? :: P.R. beats on Cappa, and Stone beats on Heat, and together, the two leave the ring. They laugh evilly at what they have done, and then sneer.:: CABOOSE: P.R. and Drek Stone on the same page? This is great. On their own their great, but together, they could be unstoppable! COACH: Isn't that what you said about P.R. and Heat a few weeks ago? CABOOSE: Colombian Heat was a fraud. Drek Stone is the real deal! I can't imagine the power these two talented young men could have together! COLE: The night has ended badly for both Cappa and Heat. One has to wonder who has the advantage heading into School's Out on May 30th. Will this be what happens at School's Out? Will we have a new Puerto Rican Champion? Will Colombian Heat be embarrased once again? Time will only tell. But tonight, P.R. and Stone got the last laugh. CABOOSE: Simply brilliant! ::"Woke Up This Morning" continues playing as Tha Puerto Rican and Drek Stone raise their hands in victory. The crowd boos loudly and P.R. and "Reckless" Drek Stone leave through the entrance. The camera cuts to Colombian Heat and The Mad Cappa still lying in the ring unconcious, breathing hard. The crowd boos. We fade out.:: *cut to commercial* Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Chanel #99 Posted August 6, 2016 Author Report Share Posted August 6, 2016 (Earlier this week) (We see a shot of a tall office building. The sign outside says “Williams and Horn: Attorneys at Lawâ€. We then cut inside where we see a fancy office. Behind an expensive desk we see the back of an office chair and J. Arthur Edwards is standing beside it. Behind J.A.E. is Rick Edwards sipping at a glass of whiskey.) J. ARTHUR I’m telling you boss; he could be a great asset to us. RICK As long as you give me some more of this stuff *holds up the glass of whiskey* I will do anything you want…well almost anything. One thing though, what do I call you? THE BOSS Just call me Boss. RICK Well at least show me your face. I don’t like dealing with people who won’t show their face. J. ARTHUR Don’t worry about that. You can trust him. He will show his face when the time is right, but for now it is in his and our best interest that he remains anonymous. RICK Yeah I guess that’s fine. Is he ugly or something? J. ARTHUR No he’s not ugly. For our plans to work, we need for him to remain unknown. THE BOSS I think he understands. The reason I have invited you here is to offer you a job of sorts. We will pay you dearly to do some dirty work for us. All you have to do is “persuade†a few people to see things the Williams and Horn way and you will be paid. Plus I will give you a bonus for doing well in the ring to keep you in our good graces. RICK Hey that sounds good to me. I’m not one to turn down money and booze. THE BOSS Another reason I invited you here is to insure you that you will have that X-Title. I have some rather revealing photos of Mr. Vigoda that will assure that he will see things our way. RICK What? Did you find pictures of him in a dress? Hey that would be pretty funny. Abe would be a pretty funny looking Drag Queen. How about Abe in a Moo-Moo? Now that would be funny. THE BOSS No!! They aren’t pictures of Abe in a dress or a Moo-Moo!!! Here, look at this pic. This is clearly a picture of Abe stomping on a character from the popular video game Mario Brothers! The name of that character is a “Goomba!†A freakin Goomba! We all know that “Goomba†is a racial slur for Italians! Abe is a racist or as our friend Drek would say, “An Italian-ist!†RICK Hey I remember that game! Do-do-do-do-do do dooo Do-doo doo do do do. J. ARTHUR What the hell are you doing? RICK I’m singing the Mario Bros. theme song! THE BOSS Enough!! Here is our next pic. This is clearly a picture of Abe gloating over defacing Mount Rushmore! How low can this man go!? This right here will keep Abe from screwing us in any way! He will have to see things our way! He will have to strip AJ of the title because of his back injury and give it to you by forfeit! RICK That’s awesome! Here’s to a beautiful partnership! *Raises his glass* Whoever you are, you just became my new best friend! THE BOSS That’s what I like to hear! (Commercial) MACHO MAN OOOH YEAH! It's me, the MACHO MAN, comin' atcha, OOOOOH YEAH!! I got a message for that punk HOGAN! No wait, I mean I GOT A MESSAGE FOR THE FANS!! Do you like WRESTLING! Well then you better pick up the OAOAST's NEWEST DVD, OOOOOH YEAH! It's THE YEAR OF LIVING ANGLELOUSLY, and unlike that coward HOGAN it's a great product! OOOOH YEAH, DIG IT! You get all the great matches from the show, including ZACK MALIBU VS. SLY SOMMERS YEAH!! And there's DAN BLACK and AJ FLAIRE! AND how about PANTHER VS. CHRIS BRYTE, OOOOH YEAH!! AND MORE! And best of all....NO HOGAN! SO BUY IT TODAY!! OOOOOOOOOH YEAH!!!! *1-555-4-OAOAST* (return from break) Backstage D.O.A. Abe Vigoda enters Black T's dressing room where he finds T-Bod dressed like a twisted version of Barney Five/Barney Miller. T-Bod is wearing a brown trenchcoat with a badge on his right breast pocket, and has a cigar in his mouth (It's not lit, T-Bod is smart to know smoking kills. Don't drink, smoke or have unprotected sex. In other words, don't live life at all). ABE (stunned) What? Captain...? T-BOD Detective Fish, what are earth are you doing here? Shouldn't you be back at the precinct? ABE (rubbing his eyes) This can't be real. You're a fictional character...I think. (giggling from behind curtains) ABE What was that? T-BOD Get serious, Fish. I arrested two punks and their dealer. Our work here is done. By the way, I need you to sign this. T-Bod hands over the paper, Abe begins to read it. T-BOD Uh, you don't have to read that. Standard police thingy. Oh, and sign it Abe Vigoda. T-Bod smirks after Abe signs the paper. T-BOD Out of curiosity, you wouldn't happened to know Derek? Uh, never mind. ABE Look at the time!? I'm missing CSI. Damn! ("running" out the door) That's a great show for finding ways to cheat death. Abe exits the room. Dan Black & Jivin' J.R. come out from behind the curtains. T-BOD Where's my Oscar? Where's my Oscar? DAN Bravo! You deserve a BAFTA as well. J.R. Good God Almightly! That preformance was better than Keiko the whale from "Free Willy." What's the secret, champ? Reruns? Fan of the show? T-BOD That show's for old people. Besides, we got what we wanted -- an offical OAOAST contract, signed by the D.O.A. himself, letting us out of our matches tonight. The gang breaks out in laughter. *go to break* Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Chanel #99 Posted August 6, 2016 Author Report Share Posted August 6, 2016 ::"It's Goin' Down" by the Linkin' Park feat. the X-ecutioners hits the PA system, and the arena slowly fades to black. A deep blue hue covers the arena, white strobe lights begin flashing at the entrance, and a thick smoke pours out from the locker room.:: Watch them flee Watch them flee Wa...Wa...Watch them flee Hip-Hop hits *scratch* *scratch* And you do it like this! ::Suddenly, the locker room curtains swing open and Chris Bryte steps out from the locker room, met by a chorus of boos from the capacity crowd. In addition to a pair of black shades, he's wearing a blue and white striped Polo shirt, black khakis and loafers, and is carrying a brown sack in his right hand. He pauses on stage for a moment, soaking up the boos from the capacity crowd before heading down the ramp to ringside:: COLE Oh look who it is! CABOOSE That's right gang! Grab your shades...this show just got a little bit BRYTER! COLE Yeah. Chris Bryte's on his way down here with a sack...what could this be about? ::At ringside, Bryte argues with a fan in the front row, who taunts him with one of those Chris Bryte novelty asses. After the two are separated by security, Bryte climbs onto the apron, steps through the ropes and walks towards the far side of the ring calling for a mic. Michael Buffer hands him one, and Bryte heads back out to the center of the ring with a scowl on his face. The lights return to normal, the music dies down, and LOUD chants of "CHRIS BRYTE SUCKS" fill the arena. Bryte is breathing rapid, angry breaths as he stands in the center of the ring, awaiting for the crowd to die down:: BRYTE Ahem...ladies and gent... ::Bryte's cut off by a roar of boos from the crowd. The chants of "CHRIS BRYTE SUCKS" grow louder, unnerving him a bit:: BRYTE Ya know...(more boos) SHUT UP!!!! ::Suddenly, a full cup of soda flies from the crowd, hitting Bryte in the head, staggering him a bit. Angered, he sharply turns to argue with the crowd:: CABOOSE These fans get lower and lower by the day! To think that they would treat someone like Chris Bryte like this! Hasn't he suffered enough emotional trauma in the last week? ::The fans eventually begin to tire out, and the boos die down. Bryte walks back out to the center of the ring, adjusts his trenchcoat, and continues:: BRYTE Yeah, you people can chant, you can mock me! Go ahead! It's nothing new! For the past week, I've had to deal with mockery from unintelligent idiots like you! From the assholes in the locker room! Everywhere I've gone I've had to face ridicule! And why? (rolls eyes) Well, it's all because of a woman...no, no, no! Scratch that! It's all because of a BITCH who goes by the name of...TINA! ::The crowd pops at the mention of her name. Chants of "TINA, TINA" start up in the crowd, to which Bryte responds with a forced smile:: BRYTE Oh yeah, go ahead! "TIIIIIINA! TIIIIIIIIIINA! TIIIIIIIIIIIINA!" (scoffs) That bitch has caused me SO MUCH GRIEF over the past week, it's unimaginable! I mean, let's take you back to last week on HeldDOWN! There I was, in the middle of this ring, giving you all an up close and personal look at the FUTURE of the OAOAST, when this meddling bitch comes down to the ring and rapes me, physically, financially, and, worst of all...emotionally! (loud boos) Oh you saw it! She came down to this ring and attacked me, and not only did she attack me, but she RUINED a $45,000 custom-made suit in the process!!!! $45,000 of my hard-earned money...all down the drain at the hands of some sex-crazed...well...HARLOT! (crowd pops) Oh, go ahead and cheer! Go on! Each and every last one of you, you're just like Tina! You've got no class, you've got no morals! I bet you just loved what she did last week! You loved it! ::The crowd pops once more. The camera focuses on a sign in the crowd that reads "BRYTE FEARS TINA", before cutting back to the ring where Bryte continues:: BRYTE You people have no clue what kind of trauma she's put me through! Why, I've spent the last week in intense therapy, trying to find some way to cope with the intense mental anguish caused by her reckless behavior! (sniffles) And what makes it all worse, is that all week long, I've had to hear it from you morons! At the airports, at the supermarkets, at the porno shops...you all thought it was SOOOO funny that Chris Bryte ran away from a woman! (the crowd pops in the background) STOP IT!!!! STOP IT RIGHT NOW! ::The crowd cheers get louder, and the chants of "TINA" start up once again. Bryte's breathing becomes more rapid as anger begins to fill his body:: BRYTE You see this, Tina?! You see what you've caused! This is what I've had to face for the last week! This taunts, everything...IT'S ALL BECAUSE OF YOU!!!!! Well, damn it Tina...I know that you're watching this! I know that you're in this arena! I know that you can hear the sound of my voice, and I want you to come out here RIGHT NOW, because you, sister, owe ME... ... ... ... AN APOLOGY~! ::The crowd boos WILDLY in the background.:: COLE You have gotta be kidding me! Tina owes Bryte an apology?! After all Bryte has done to her? After leading her on for months only to break her heart and humiliate her in front of the world! After nearly destroying Tina emotionally...and Bryte feels that Tina owes him an apology?! What an ass! CABOOSE Hey, leave his ass outta this, Cole! He paid good money for that thing. COACH Yeah. I heard it even came complete with real human ass hair. COLE ...well...even I've gotta admit, that *is* a quality ass! CABOOSE Darn tootin'! ::Chris turns away from the camera to try and silence them, when suddenly... "WHO'S THE BADDEST CHICK?!" ...the "You Gets No Love (remix)" by Faith Evans hits the PA system, startling Bryte. He turns sharply to the entrance, and the crowd gives a good-sized pop as Tina strolls out from the locker room clad in a black and red "Superwoman" baby-tee, black jeans, and black and red sneakers, with her blood-red hair pulled back into a ponytail. In her right hand is a microphone, which she raises into the air as she signals for the tech crew to cut the music. They oblige her, and as the music fades out, chants of "TINA, TINA" break out once again in the crowd. Tina has a half-smile on her face as she raises the mic to her lips and begins to speak. TINA Now...lemme get this straight: You want ME...to apologize to YOU?! BRYTE That's right! I want an apology, and I want it RIGHT NOW! TINA I see. Now...say I decide not to apologize, Chris? Then what? What are you gonna do? Huh? ::Bryte pauses, contemplating his answer.:: BRYTE Uh...well...W-Well... TINA C'mon, Chris! Inquiring minds wanna know! BRYTE You stupid bi...(takes a deep breath) TINA....you will apologize, and you will apologize NOW! And if you don't apoligize...well...you're gonna pay! TINA (smiles) Oh really? BRYTE Yeah really! Either you apologize, or I'll make you pay BIG! TINA Well, gee Chris...tell me...Just how do you intend on making me pay?! Huh? C'mon! Tell the world...how are you gonna make Tina pay? ::Chris starts to speak, but pauses. He removes his shades and nervously looks into the crowd, inciting a few jeers from the ringside fans. Then, he turns back to Tina, wets his lips, and says... BRYTE ....WITH THE BEST LAWYERS MONEY CAN BUY! THAT'S HOW! ::LOUD boos from the crowd in response to Bryte's answer. On stage, Tina laughs a bit:: TINA Oh, Christopher, how you disappoint me! I mean, here I was thinking that when you said you wanted to make me pay that...uh...I dunno...that maybe you meant that you wanted to fight me! That maybe you wanted to face me one-on-one...in a match! (crowd pops) BRYTE Oh yeah, you'd love that, wouldn't you Tina?! (Tina nods affirmatively) Yeah, I know you would! I can see the way you look at me...that look of lust in your eyes! I know that you still want me! You're still hopelessly in love with me, Tina, and I know that you'd do anything in your power to get your filthy hands on my sexy body one more time! Well Tina, looking is all you're ever gonna be able to do to me, because I promise that you will NEVER...EVER be able to get your hands on this (pointing to himself) again! (crowd boos) TINA Mmmmmm...I see. Well, in that case Chris, I apologize! BRYTE (surprised) Wha...you do? TINA Oh yeah! I apologize Chris! I apologize for mistaking you for somebody with a set of balls! (The crowd pops) I mean really, Chris...what's wrong? You're not afraid of wittle ol' me, are you? Surely you can't be afraid of a girl? BRYTE Oh, just erase that thought from your head right now, Tina! I am a martial arts expert! I am a black belt in Judo! There is no way that I'd ever be afraid of a woman! EVER! TINA Oh yeah? (giggles) PROVE IT! BRYTE Oh, you want, proof? You want the proof, well I've got it right here! ::Bryte holds the sack up for the world to see:: BRYTE You see this, Tina! There are thousands of dollars in this bag, Tina! Take a look... ::Bryte sets the sack on the mat and reaches inside, pulling out a big wad of money:: COLE My God! Where did Chris Bryte get that kinda money? COACH Maybe he's been saving up to buy himself a new ass. COLE Stop it! BRYTE See...for the past 7 days, all I've been hearing about is how Chris Bryte's afraid of a woman! Well make no mistake about it, Chris Bryte fears absolutely no one...especially not a woman! And to prove that, earlier today, I went to Abe Vigoda, I got everything approved, I worked out all the legalities, and fans, tonight I am proud to present to you the First Annual CHRIS BRYTE CHALLENGE! COLE The Chris Bryte Challenge? BRYTE That's right! The Chris Bryte Challenge, and basically what that means is that I'm challenging any woman in this arena to face me in this ring tonight! Anybody, it doesn't matter how big, how small, how old, how young, if you think you can beat Chris Bryte, come down to this ring and face me, and I will put this money on the line! If any woman in this arena is...well...man enough to defeat me, then she will become $1,000 richer! ::There's a pop from the female fans in the crowd. On stage, Tina's got a smile on her face:: BRYTE That's right! I will face any woman, any size, any shape, in any type of match...ANY WOMAN BUT TINA! ::More heat from the crowd. On stage, Tina just rolls her eyes:: BRYTE Hey, hey! Need I remind you people that this woman has a fractured skull? (more boos) Hey, Tina, believe me, after what you did to me last week, I'd love nothing more than to bring you down to this ring and duck slap you all over this arena, but you're not 100%! All it would take is one wrong move in this ring tonight, and your career...hell, your life could be ended, Tina, and I refuse to allow that to happen! I will not have your blood on my hands! COLE Funny...he didn't have a problem attacking her two weeks ago...at their wedding of all places! CABOOSE Cole, if you can't be nice to Chris Bryte, I'm gonna have to ask you to leave! BRYTE So that's it! Tina will NOT be eligible for the Chris Bryte Challenge! You people may not like it, Tina may not like it, but that's the way it's gonna be! :: On stage, Tina rolls her eyes, drops her mic, and starts down the ramp, drawing a pop from the crowd:: COLE Wait a minute! Tina's heading down to the ring! She's gonna get a piece of Bryte right here... ::Suddenly, a troop of security guards rush out from the locker room and grab Tina, preventing her from getting to Bryte. In the ring, Bryte just laughs:: BRYTE See, Tina, I thought you might try something like this, so again, with the help of DoA Abe Vigoda, I took the necessary precautions to keep you from ruining yet another Chris Bryte night! So fellas, take her away! (crowd boos) And Tina, as you're being removed from the building, I hope you think about what you've done, young woman! ::The guards drag Tina back to the locker room to a chorus of boos from the crowd. Chants of "WE WANT PANTHER" start up in the background, bringing a smile to Bryte's face:: BRYTE No, no...you won't be seeing him tonight...but never fear, fans, because the Chris Bryte Challenge is on its way! Don't touch that dial! ::"It's Goin' Down" starts up over the PA system once again as Bryte drops the mic and thrusts his arms into the air, inciting more boos. He starts towards the ropes and is preparing to exit the ring as we fade to commercial:: *go to break* Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Chanel #99 Posted August 6, 2016 Author Report Share Posted August 6, 2016 (Cut to the locker room) We see Ryan Smith and Johnny Jackson sitting on the bench in the locker room, each drinking bottled water. All of a sudden, Sly Sommers walks into the room with his ring gear in a duffel bag. SMITH What do you think you're doing in here? SLY Let's see...since there is no more Totally Endorsed, and the guys in the other locker room no longer like me either, I have to dress in here. JACKSON What makes you think WE want you in here? SLY You know...I can see your point of view. I mean, I did have a violent feud with your partner, Johnny. I did attempt to make the single best female wrestler on the planet look like a joke when I first debuted. I did intentionally injure friends of your guys'. I was even best friends with "Public Enemy Number One" in this locker room, Calvin Szechstein. I can see where you guys would never be convinced that I am not one of you, considering how much of a snake in the grass I've been before. I know I probably cannot convince any of you that I've changed, but if you'll just give me a chance... SMITH Just give you a chance? Remember when you intentionally tried to retire Mad Matt by attacking his broken back during and after matches? JACKSON Remember when you wrestled Jacob Lyne for the WCW Television Title in an Iron Man match back in January...remember, the match where he just about killed himself when he missed a corkscrew dive? Remember how you faked sincerity, and then continued the match by dropping the poor guy on his head repeatedly? SLY I know, I know...but trust me, if you give me another shot, I'll show you that I'm not THAT guy anymore. SMITH Let us think about this for a second... (Smith and Jackson sarcastically huddle and quickly turn back around) BOTH NO! (Both guys then grab Sly and his stuff, and shove them to the door.) JACKSON One last thing: who let you in here? SLY Well... SMITH That's not the important thing! The important thing is that we get you out of here now! (Both guys shove Sly out of the door, and then toss his stuff outside of the door, making it collide with the wall across the hallway. As the door slams, we see Crystal walking down the hallway. She stops and stands next to a let-down, sitting Sly.) CRYSTAL What happened here? SLY I went in there to get my stuff situated, and I got kicked out. CRYSTAL Yeah, I guess you have done a lot of stuff to piss all of us in there off. SLY I know, I know...I just want a chance. CRYSTAL Well, it's not like we're just going to give you one... SLY (comes back up to feet) That's it! I got to go grab a chance to prove myself to them. Thanks! (Sly walks off quickly) CRYSTAL Yep, thanks... Crystal looks on, as we cut to elsewhere backstage. COACH Hey, look! Hoffy Claus! Hoff steps into the scene, grabbing a bottle of water from a nearby table. Hoff opens the water and takes a sip, leaning against a nearvy wall. COLE Boy, that look on Hoff's face says it all, he has had a rough time of it lately, and...oh, no. Hoff stands up off the wall as Zack Malibu and Calvin Szechsteinwalk toward him, smug smiles on their faces. ZACK Hey big man, how you doin? Zack, grinning from ear to ear, pats his hand on Hoff's shoulder. Hoff shoves it off sharply, looking perturbed. HOFF What the hell do you two want? CAL Easy, tiger. We're just checking up on ya. ZACK Yeah, man. I mean, we know -- it's been rough around here, for everyone! I mean, I've had to deal with Candie, and you've had this bad run...I mean, losing match after match after match... CAL You've gotta wonder when those title shots are gonna finally pay off? Right, Hoff? Calvin smiles sardonically as Zack chuckles. HOFF WHAT do you want. ZACK Nothing! Geez, just some friendly conversation. Things sure are changing around here, huh? Zack puts his hand on Hoff's arm again, but this time Hoff grabs it and wrenches it away, holding on. HOFF Yeah, Zack, things sure are changing around here... With his free hand, Hoff pats the World Title belt on Zack's shoulder. HOFF And not necessarily for the better. Hoff throws Zack's hand to the side, and walks off backwards, leveling a hard glare at both Malibu and Szechstein. Zack and Cal back away uneasily, keeping their eyes on Hoff. COLE Some heated words exchanged there between Hoff and those two...those two dirty-- HEY WAIT! Suddenly, Zack is blindsided with a forearm to the back of the neck, and Calvin is thrown into the nearby wall! COLE Who the hell... The camera pans to the right, to reveal...AXEL! COACH It's Axel! COLE Axel is looking for revenge! Axel storms toward Zack, catching him turning around with a big right hand! Zack reels back as Axel unloads with shot after shot! Calvin recovers and jumps Axel from behind, but Axel spins quickly and returns fire! Axel and Cal lockup and begin trading a flurry of blows! COLE This is madness! Axel appears to be getting the upper hand against Szechstein, when Zack joins the fray! Zack hits Axel in the small of the back with a knee, and Axel cringes in pain as Cal breaks free from Axel and begins punching away! Zack and Cal lay in some STIFF shots to Axel...when suddenly, a team of security shows up on the scene, pulling Axel out of the fray! Guards quickly restrain all three men, and Zack and Cal waste no time in hightailing it. AXEL You sons of bitches, keep away from her! Keep AWAY!! Axel strains against the security force, but can't break away before Calvin and Zack depart. Axel looks off in their direction, a crazed look in his eye. COLE What a sneak attack by Axel, and he looks like he has lost it! COACH Yessir! But I'm getting word now that Mean Gene Okerlund...wait...MEAN GENE OKERLUND? Well anyway, he's backstage with our D.O.A., Abe Vigoda! *cut to the backstage area* MEAN GENE "Mean" Gene backstage for this late breaking report. As we saw earlier tonight, Black T, specifically T-Bod, fooled D.O.A. Abe Vigoda into letting them out of their schedule matches here tonight. I'm about to interview the D.O.A. itself. Sign outside Abe's office reads: "DO NOT Disturb The Dead." Gene finds Abe asleep on his rocking chair. GENE Director of Authority Abe Vigoda, what in the world is going on here? ABE (flustered) What the...? Where am I? Who the hell are you? GENE I'm "Mean" Gene Okerlund, HeldDown freelance reporter. ABE Are you really mean? GENE If you keep asking thes stupid questions I will be. How could you fall for such a shame like the one Black T pulled off? Barney Miller has been off the air for over 25 years, and you fall for a production even 1st graders would say sucked. ABE What did I sign? GENE You signed a contract letting Black T out of their matches for tonight, you old fart. ABE Well, you saw it. The Cap' was here and I thought... Oh, I'm so very angry. GENE You oughta be. You blew it outta your ass! How could ya? ABE (under breath) This must be a dream. I'll close my eyes, open them and everything will be fine. Abe closes his eyes only to awaken to "Mean" Gene's kisser. ABE Ohh. I'm sure this trickery won't hold up with the board of directors. Next week on Held Against Your Will -- uh, I mean...uh...that show I'm on Thursday nights...uh, Friends-- GENE Friends is no longer on the air, you dope. ABE What show am I on? GENE HeldDown. ABE Right. Next week on BreakDown, Black Man vs. Static Shock; T-Bone Streak, medium rare vs. Michael "The King of Perv's" Jackson. Thank you. And just like that Abe falls back to sleep, like nothing happened. GENE Let me clairify what the old man just said. Next week Dan Black will face off against Scotty Static, and T-Bod will meet Johnny "Jam" Jackson. Reporting for HeldDown, I'm "Mean" Gene. Back to you. ABE Wait! I think I'll have the t-bone steak vs. Jackson tonight. Yeah. Tonight. And Dan Spivy & Static on my TV will be bar from ringside. GENE With those words, Abe goes back to sleep. But you heard it. T-Bod vs. Johnny Jackson here tonight, live on HeldDown. Both Dan Black & Scotty Static have been barred from ringside. Now you know the finish. We'll be back. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Chanel #99 Posted August 6, 2016 Author Report Share Posted August 6, 2016 ::"It's Goin' Down" plays over the PA system as Chris Bryte, now in his wrestling gear, heads down the entrance ramp with the sack of money in his right hand:: COLE Well folks, there he is once again. Chris Bryte on his way back down to ringside for... CABOOSE THE CHRIS BRYTE CHALLENGE! First annual might I add! How privileged are we to be witness to such a historic event? COLE Yeah, whatever. Fans, we've got some footage from earlier on... ::The HeldDOWN~! logo scrolls across the screen, followed by the words "EARLIER TONIGHT", as we cut to footage of Tina struggling with arena security in the parking lot:: COLE Fans, this was the scene earlier on. That damn Chris Bryte had Tina removed from the arena by security! Thrown out onto the streets, and why?! What has she done to warrant her being thrown out of the building? CABOOSE Because despite all the pain and trauma that that ungrateful witch Tina has caused him, Chris Bryte is still kind-hearted enough to care about her well-being. COLE Please! It seems to me that Bryte is afraid of Tina! CABOOSE Hey! Bite your tongue, Cole! Chris Bryte fears no woman! No woman at all, and he's gonna prove it right here. Just watch! ::The HeldDOWN~! logo scrolls across the screen once more as we cut back to live action, with Bryte standing in the ring with a mic. The sack of money is laid in a corner underneath the turnbuckles:: BRYTE So are you people ready for the Chris Bryte Challenge??!?!! (LOUD boos) Yeah! Which one of you lovely...(snickers) ladies out there wants a shot to earn $1,000 from the Bryte man! Huh? ::Chants of "WE WANT PAN-THER **CLAP, CLAP, CLAP CLAP CLAP**" start up in the background, bringing a smile to Bryte's face:: BRYTE Hey now, Panther may have turned into a woman over the last few months, but rest assured, he's not eligible for the Chris Bryte Challenge either! Incase you people forgot, his career is OVER here in the OAOAST! (crowd boos) Yeah, but enough about Panther, I wanna know which one of you ladies...(points into the crowd) HOW ABOUT YOU?! Yeah, you...get the camera on that beauty right there! ::The camera cuts to the crowd, focusing on a fairly attractive blonde in the front row. After conferring with nearby event staff, she's allowed to hop the guardrail and head into the ring to confront Bryte:: BRYTE Well look at you! Looking all sexy out there in the crowd...what's your name sweetheart? ::Bryte holds the mic up to her lips:: WOMAN Angel. BRYTE Angel? (she nods affirmatively) Aww, that's such a sweet name. Now Angel, sweety, are you ready to go home $1,000 richer? (she nods again) Good, well all you've gotta do is beat me right here in this ring, pin my shoulders to the mat for the 1-2-3, and baby, the money's yours. Is that clear? (she nods again) Then LET THE GAMES BEGIN! RING THE BELL! *DING DING DING* The bell sounds and both Chris and Angel go back to a neutral corner. The ref explains the rules to Angel. COLE He's not really gonna go through with this, is he? COACH Looks like it. After patting Angel down to ensure that she doesn't have any foreign objects (ref grabbed her ass too), Angel walks out to the center of the ring, where she and Bryte square off. Angel circles Bryte with her fists cocked, ready to strike at any moment. Suddenly... *CRACK* Bryte fires off a lightning-fast kick to Angel's left leg, causing it to buckle. Another one to the leg sends her to one knee! And a quick roundhouse to the side of the head sends the young woman face-first into the canvas. The crowd is livid as Bryte leaps into the air, holding up both arms in victory. COLE I can't believe this asshole would actually... CABOOSE Now wait a second, Cole! You cannot blame Bryte for this! Remember, this was Angel's decision to step into this ring tonight! COLE But this isn't fair! She's not a trained wrestler, damn it! Angel pulls herself up to her hands and knees. Suddenly, Bryte runs around, drops down in front of her and grabs a front facelock. As Angel struggles to escape his grip, Bryte begins delivering rapid-fire knee lifts to her head. Bryte then shoves her face down onto the mat and climbs back to his feet, where he addresses the angry crowd. COLE These fans not appreciating Chris Bryte's actions here tonight, and for good reason. CABOOSE Michael Cole, I've had just about enough of your Bryte-bashing tonight. If you have to put the blame on anyone for this, blame Tina! It was her who came out here and embarrassed Chris last week, who cost him that money and has made him the laughing stock of the OAOAST locker room! Tina forced Bryte to do this! COACH It kinda looks like Bryte's having second thoughts about this! Look at him. As Angel crawls into the ropes to gather herself, Bryte looks into the crowd for a moment, then lowers his head in shame. He throws up his hands (almost as if to say, "that's enough"), then turns back to Angel, who's holding the back of her head. Bryte lies down on the canvas and motions for Angel to come over. COLE Wait a minute, folks...is Chris Bryte...is he throwing in the towel? Is he gonna let her get the pin? CABOOSE See what type of gentleman this Chris Bryte is? What a man! Angel looks over at the referee (who shrugs his shoulders in confusion), then crawls over to where Bryte is lying. After a moment or two of indecision, Angel looks up into the crowd, sighs, then hooks Bryte's leg for the pin. 1... 2... NO!!!!! Bryte kicks out after two, drawing HUGE heat from the crowd. Before Angel even realizes what happened, Bryte, hooks Angel's left arm, hooks her right arm with his right leg, and locks her up in a Jigoku jime judo choke. Angel flails her legs, wildly as Bryte applies pressure to her throat. With no way of escape, she quickly taps out, and the ref calls for the bell! *DING DING DING* **Cue "IT'S GOIN DOWN" BUFFER Here is your winner...CHRIS...BRRRRYYYYYYYYYYTE!!!!!! ::Bryte releases the hold and pops back to his feet, raising his arms in victory. The crowd litters the ring with trash:: COLE What a piece of garbage! What an absolute piece of garbage! I can't believe Chris Bryte! CABOOSE What a hard fought victory for the Bryte man! Admit it, you two! That was a match of the year candidate right there! COLE Oh please! Chris Bryte has just taken advantage of this young woman! He should be ashamed of himself! ::As officials and EMT's help Angel from the ring, Bryte grabs a mic for Buffer and calls for the tech crew to cut the music. As the music slowly dies down, Bryte raises the mic to his lips once more and begins to speak:: BRYTE Did you people like that?! (crowd boos) Oh yeah! Angel...no hard feelings, sweetheart! No hard feelings, but ya know, this is supposed to be the Chris Bryte *Challenge*! I was expecting something a little more challenging...you know! Angel here was a great sport, but I need a challenge here tonight! I need a real challenge, and...I tell ya what...just to make things a little more interesting, how about I raise the bar a little bit here? How about I give you ladies a little bit more incentive! I did say that there were *thousands* of dollars in that bag over there, and what I'm gonna do right now is raise that cash prize to...I dunno...say...$5,000!! Does that sound good? (mild pop) Alright! Who wants to step in the ring with Chris Bryte for a chance to win $5,000! COLE This is ridiculous! He's already beat up one woman... ::Bryte scours the crowd once again, searching for another victim. He directs security over to a black woman sitting in the 5th row. They approach her, and after taking a few moments to confer with her and her boyfriend, they lead her through the crowd and helps her up over the guardrail. She climbs into the ring and goes face to face with Bryte:: BRYTE Ok, ma'am, what's your name? (she tells him) LINDA? (She nods) I see, I see. Now...you just saw what I did to Angel here...and I wanna make sure that you're truly ready for this! Are you ready? (she nods again) You're sure? (She nods) Ok...ring the bell ref! *DING DING DING* The ref calls for the bell and Linda goes at Bryte... *CRACK* ...only to be floored with vicious roundhouse kick. She rolls over onto her stomach and holds her head, at which point, Bryte straddles her backand begins delivering HARD crossface forearms, drawing more boos from the crowd! Bryte then grabs a handful of hair and pulls her back to her feet. Bryte smiles into the crowd, truly enjoying the punishment he's inflicting, when suddenly, Linda reaches up and rakes at his eyes, drawing a pop from the crowd. She then blasts Bryte with a hard slap, sending him back a step! With Bryte somewhat dazed, Linda moves in on him, nailing him with slap after slap and Bryte begins to reel! COLE Linda's putting up a fight, damn it! Linda is actually taking it to Chris Bryte here... But Bryte stops the flurry with a spinning back kick to the gut, doubling her over. A second one sends her back a step, and then Bryte floors her with a rolling front kick, catching her right in the top of the head. Back to his feet, Bryte pulls Linda to a seated position, then nails her with kick to the small of the back, causing her to writhe in pain. He follows that up with a double judo chop to the neck. Then, he locks on a reverse bodyscissors and pulls her back into a rear naked choke. Linda squirms, desperately trying to escape, but like Angel before her, is soon forced to tap at the hands of Chris Bryte! *DING DING DING* **Cue "IT'S GOIN' DOWN" BUFFER Here is your winner...CHRRRRRIS...BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRYYYYYTE!!! COLE Bryte with another win...C'MON REF! MAKE HIM BREAK THE HOLD! MAKE HIM BREAK THE DAMN HOLD! ::The ref implores Bryte to release the hold, but he holds on, not releasing until the ref physically pries him off of her. Bryte climbs back to his feet, but is attacked by Linda's boyfriend, who hopped the guardrail, hoping to come to her aid. He really doesn't have much of a chance, though, as Bryte quickly disposes of his with a series of well-placed martial arts strikes, and sends him tumbling to the outside. Officials now come to the ring to attend to Linda and her boyfriend, as Bryte grabs the mic yet again. The music dies down:: BRYTE And another one bites the dust, baby! OWWWWWWWWW! (crowd boos) Yeah! Linda...good try! Good try, but again...I was expecting a little more of a challenge! COLE Somebody stop this! BRYTE I mean, really! That's not one, but two women! Two women disposed of with ease! I need a real challenge! I need a--OOOF~! ::Suddenly, Bryte is jumped from behind by two female midgets. They turn to the ref and tell him to ring the bell:: *DING DING DING* CABOOSE Now wait a minute! That's not fair! COLE Chris Bryte is down!!! Bryte is down, and these women are taking it to Bryte! Look! Bryte tries to rise, but the one midget sends him face down with a double stomp to the back. The other midget does the same! The first comes back around with another double stomp! Then another from the second! Then the first again! Second! First! Second! And the crowd is going wild! CABOOSE This is a travesty! The small women back up off of Bryte, motioning for him to get up. Bryte shakes loose the cobwebs, and when he pulls himself back up to a knee, the women charge him and drill him with a double front dropkick, putting him flat on his back. Both of them go for the cover... 1... 2... 3--NO!!!!! Kickout by Bryte flings both women to the canvas. Bryte tries to get back up, but the women leap back on Bryte once again, with one woman mounting his chest and punching him in the face, and the other clawing away at Bryte's eyes. This goes on for a moment or two, before the referee steps in a pulls one of the women off of Bryte. CABOOSE Finally, this idiotic ref steps in a does something right. COLE Chris Bryte is getting his just desserts at the hands of these little women. CABOOSE This is absolutely unfair! I'm sure that Chris wasn't expecting a handicap match here! The woman argues with the referee for pulling her off of Bryte. Meanwhile, the other woman grabs Bryte by the hair and begins pulling her back to his feet. Suddenly... Bryte TAKES OFF HIS ASS and clocks her in the head with it, knocking her out cold! COLE DAMN IT!!!!!!! THE REF DIDN'T SEE A THING! The crowd boos as Bryte puts his ass back on and climbs back to his feet. Suddenly, the second woman charges at Bryte, only to be caught full force with a Mafia kick! As she rolls on the mat in pain, Bryte signals for the end. He reaches down, pulls her back to her feet and scoops her up over his right shoulder. From there, he lifts her high into the air, and then brings her down with THE BRYTE OUT~! Her body falls flat to the canvas, and Bryte quickly goes for the cover... 1... 2... 3! *DING DING DING* **Cue "IT'S GOIN' DOWN" BUFFER Here is your winner...CHRIS...BRRRRRRRYYYYYYYYYYTE! CABOOSE Man...Chris had me worried there for a second! COLE Chris Bryte with yet another win in the Chris Bryte Challenge! Hopefully, that's the end of this ridiculous thing! ::Bryte calls for the mic once more and the music dies down once again. He raises his arm in victory, breathing heavily as officials attend to the little women:: BRYTE See...(deep breaths) NO SWEAT! No sweat at all! COLE Please! BRYTE Another EASY opponent laid to waste...I mean geez! I'm sure that there's gotta be at least ONE woman in this building that can give Chris Bryte a challenge! There's gotta be someone. I dunno...maybe you need more incentive. Oh, I know! How about this...how about I raise the prize one more time! How about I raise it from $5,000 to...$10,000...nah. I can afford to go a little higher than that...how does $20,000 sound?! ::The crowd pops in the background as a smile comes across Bryte's face:: COLE That's enough of this, damn it?! How man women are gonna get hurt tonight because of this idiot?! BRYTE Which one of you ladies out there wants a chance at $20,000? Huh? Which one...hey, you! ::Bryte point down to the floor, where a black-haired woman is trying to hop the guardrail. She's dressed in gothic attire, and wearing dark shades:: BRYTE A little anxious, aren't we? Let her through! ::Event staff lets her go, and the gothic woman climbs over the guardrail. She looks around the arena, seemingly overwhelmed by the size of the crowd:: BRYTE Come on into the ring, sweetie! C'mon... ::She looks at Bryte somewhat nervously as he invites her in. She starts towards the ring, but pauses, trembling a bit:: COACH Looks like she's got a case of stage fright. ::Indeed. She turns and confers with a nearby attendent as Bryte impatiently looks on from the ring:: BRYTE Hey! I don't have all night, sister! ::Bryte impatiently taps his left foot as the woman turns to the ring again. She reaches up at the middle rope and starts to climb upon the apron, but again, the fear overcomes her, and she hops down again (drawing a great deal of boos from the crowd):: BRYTE Hey lady, do you wanna do this, or what? ::The woman shivers and turns her back to Bryte, drawing more boos. Bryte flags her off, turns towards the crowd and continues:: BRYTE Ahh, forget about her. I've already proved my point here tonight. I've proved once and for all that I fear no woman, and not only that, but I have proven that there is no woman on the face of this earth that can hold a candle to Chris Bryte in this ring! And let that be a lesson to you all...be it Tina, the assholes in the back, all of you idiotic fans..(crowd boos) let this be a lesson that--WHAT THE HELL?! ::Suddenly, Bryte turns around and spots the goth woman in the ring stealing from his money bag:: BRYTE YOU STUPID BITCH, WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?! (approaches her) Who the hell do you think-- ::Suddenly, the woman tosses a handful of dollars into Bryte's face, blinding him. As Bryte flails his arms violently, the woman climbs to her feet and blasts him with a HARD forearm shot! The ref calls for the bell... *DING DING DING* The woman nails him with a second forearm! A third sends him back a couple of steps. He comes right back with a Judo chop, but the goth catches his wrist in her left hand and squeezes it tightly, causing Bryte to cringe in pain. As Bryte struggles to release himself from her grip, the goth removes her shades, and Bryte's eyes open wide when he gets a look at her face... COACH THAT'S TINA!!!!!! Yup! Before Bryte can even grasp the situation, Tina blasts him with a boot to the midsection, tucks his head and DRILLS him with the DDTINA, to a HUGE pop from the crowd. Tina covers Bryte and hooks the leg...the referee with the count... CABOOSE NO! CROWD 1....2.....3!!!!!! *DING DING DING* CABOOSE NO!!!!!! NO! NO! NO! COLE TINA HAS JUST BEATEN CHRIS BRYTE! SHE HAS PINNED CHRIS... CABOOSE NO SHE DIDN'T! SHE DID NOT! SHE WAS BARRED FROM THE DAMN CHALLENGE!!! SHE WAS NOT SUPPOSED TO BE IN THIS THING!!!!!!!! THAT DOES NOT COUNT!!!!! COLE Oh, it counts, alright! Bryte just got pinned by a woman...and look at him! He's out like a light! ::Indeed. Bryte hasn't moved a muscle since the DDTina. As smile comes across Tina's face as she looks down upon her ex-fiancee. She removes her black wig and tosses it into the crowd, letting down her blood-red hair. She then reaches down and starts gathering up the fallen dollars on the mat:: CABOOSE THAT'S NOT YOURS, YOU WITCH! THAT DOESN'T BELONG TO YOU! COLE Tina's taking the money!!! She is taking Chris Bryte's money! CABOOSE THIEF!!! PILFERER!!!!! PURLOINER!!!! SECURITY, GET HER!!! ::Security rushes out from the locker room, to get at Tina, who grabs the sack and what money she could gather from the canvas and slips out of the ring. She hops the guardrail and escapes through the crowd just before they can catch her:: COLE Can you believe this, fans?! CABOOSE No! What a miscarriage of justice...somebody help Chris! COLE Chris Bryte hasn't moved since the DDTina! He is absolutely out cold! CABOOSE This isn't right... *fade to commercial* Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Chanel #99 Posted August 6, 2016 Author Report Share Posted August 6, 2016 (We cut to Abe Vigoda’s office where Rick and J. Arthur Edwards are sitting next to AJ Flaire.) ABE We seem to have a problem here Mr. Edwards…and Mr. Edwards. I don’t react well to blackmail or junkmail for that matter. Either way I’m not giving into your demands based on obviously doctored photos! I’ve never even played this Barrio Brothers game! RICK Mario Brothers. ABE Whatever! I’m not stripping the title off of AJ Flaire. If you want the title so badly you will have to fight him for it! I’m sure we can find a spot on the PPV for a match. AJ No! I want this son of a bitch tonight! RICK See! He’s obviously unstable!! *Scoots his chair away from AJ’s* ABE We don’t have time for another match tonight I’m afraid and AJ you are not recovered enough from last week’s bar fight! I’m reluctant to even let you fight at the PPV! AJ What about next week then? RICK I have other business to attend to next week. AJ What!? ABE Rick I understand you having a second job, but if it continues to interfere with your job here I will have to punish you. RICK You’ll have to what??? ABE I meant suspend you. You sick freak. What’s with kids these days? RICK Don’t worry. It’s just for next week. AJ Well if he’s not going to be here then I want J. Arthur in the ring next week! *the fans cheer* J. ARTHUR Hey I don’t…*Rick whispers in his ear and J.A.E. gets a smile on his face*…that’s fine with me. ABE AJ I really don’t like the idea of you wrestling, but I know that won’t stop you from finding him in the back and beating him anyway. You have your match. AJ Thank you. (All three men get up and leave. AJ stares a hole through Rick as he walks out the door.) *cut to Sofa Central* COLE Wow, what an announcement! Next week right here, it'll be AJ Flaire vs. J. Arthur Edwards! COACH That should be, if nothing else, interesting! CABOOSE YOU'RE interesting. And speaking of matches... COLE It's now time for T-Bod vs. Johnny "Jam" Jackson. As usual, the crowd exercises their freedom of speech as they boo the man who comes out to the theme "Simply Ravishing" -- T-Bod. BUFFER Coming to the ring, weighing 292 pounds, he is one-half of the OAOAST tag team champions of the world. He is known as the master of the "Out of Body Experience." From Hollywood, U.S.A., he's 'Simply Ravishing' -- T-Bod~! CABOOSE Politics at its worst, Michael Cole. I've dealt with it, now T-Bod is. Couldn't Abe just have let them wrestle next week? COLE They should of asked instead of making Abe look like a fool. CABOOSE Give me a break. Abe does that on his own. COACH Where's T-Bod? He never takes this long. COLE We have something going on backstage. Let's go there now. At the gorilla position, Abe & T-Bod are arguing. T-BOD I ain't gonna do it, Abe! I ain't gonna wrestle here tonight. Look at me! I'm wearing $500 pants, and a $600 custom-made white shirt. I'll wrestle next week. Promise. ABE No sir. You're going out there tonight. T-BOD Screw this. As one-half of the tag champs, I'm outta here. Johnny "Jam" attacks T-Bod at the gorilla position. They brawl all the way to the ring. COLE Oh, my! CABOOSE And they're supposed to be good guys? The world has gone mad. COACH It's an angle, angle, angle, world. CABOOSE What was that? You doing some marketing research to see how people would response to a PPV name like that? Now in the ring Johnny takes T-Bod to school, ramming his head into all the turnbuckles. Irish whip into a back bodydrop. Dropkick sends T-Bod falling outside. Jimmy heads to the top and connects with a cross bodyblock. JJ takes time out to high-five some of the fans ringside before going back to work, driving T-Bod into the guardrail. T-Bod's now bent over the guardrail, Johnny asks the fans to join him in ripping off his $600 custom-made shirt, and they do. Some fans even manage to get in a few shots on the artist formerly known as Tony "The Body." CABOOSE Defend that!? The fans aren't allowed to do that. Where's the law and order? COACH That's next month. Oh, baby, is the Coach excited about that. COLE It's not too often we see a guy wrestling in dress pants, or getting his shirt ripped off by the fans, but tonight we are. JJ shoves T-Bod back into the ring. Bad mistake. T-Bod takes advantage of the situation as he drives the point of the elbow into the back of JJ when he was entering the ring. JJ takes some UFC-style shots to the face, causing some blood to trickle down his nose. After a bodyslam T-Bod runs off the rops and delivers a kneedrop on the edge of the nose. If JJ's nose isn't already broken, T-Bod is damn sure trying. JJ is whipped hard into the turnbuckle and becomes on the receiving end of vicious knife-edge chops, which gets the traditional "wooo" after every chop. JJ fights back, rocking the co-holder of the tag titles with kicks. He shoves T-Bod into the corner and unloads his own chops before climbing to the second rope and pounding his fist into T's forehead to the delight of the crowd who get to count along. COLE That was brought to you by the letter "P" as in punch. T-Bod staggers around until JJ sends him down with a missle dropkick off the top. The first pin attempt. 1...2...Kickout. JJ heads back to the top but is met by T-Bod. Both men are now on the top rope, T-Bod is trying to lift JJ up for a superplex but he fights it off by slapping T-Bod in the midsection. T-Bod regains control after headbutting JJ. He wraps his arms around him -- he's going to hit the OUT OF BODY EXPERIENCE (spinebuster) off the top. No! JJ bites T-Bod above his eye, causing him to loosen the grip, thus allowing JJ to wrap his arms around T-Bod -- lifts up into a bearhug. The crowd starts to anticapte the move JJ may attempt. The smaller Jackson does his best to preform his swinging bearhug on the 6'6', 292, T-Bod. JJ takes a deep breath and goes for the Uranage (Rock Bottom) portion of one of his many signature moves...CONNECTS! COLE Oh my God! What strength and determination exhibited by Johnny "Jam." But it took a toll on both of 'em. Jackson normally doesn't face men the size of T-Bod. The referee begins to admister the 10 count as the Farmer of Champions, Jivin' J.R. heads ringside to a chrous of boos. COLE Oh great. JJ with the cover. 1... 2... 3 -- No, J.R. pulls the ref out of the ring. The referee warns J.R. not to do it again but he (J.R.) goes off on a rant, telling him he thought he saw a spider crawling up his leg. JJ takes a swipe at J.R. but misses, although he walks right into a belly-to-belly suplex. The cover. 1... 2... Kickout! T-Bod picks JJ up and takes him down with an overhead belly-to-belly suplex, followed by a t-bone suplex. Again, the cover. 1... 2... No! The two exchange punches midring until a thumb to the eye stops JJ in his tracks. T-Bod uses an irish whip to execute a TILT-A-WHIRL SUPLEX, made famous by Scott Steiner. Another pin attempt. 1... 2... Kickout! T-Bod complains about a slow count, the ref tells him to more about the match not him. Tony ducks a punch, waistlocks JJ for a GERMAN SUPLEX -- NO, JJ flips over, pumphandles T and then nails a piledriver. BEAT DROP! 1... 2... 3... No! JJ moved out of the way as J.R. dropped an elbow on T-Bod. CABOOSE That's one way to break up a count. COLE J.R. was either trying to break up the count or get T-Bod DQ'd. J.R. drops to his knee, begging JJ not to hurt him. JJ looks at the crowd who cheer him on as if they're saying hit him. He grabs J.R., rips his shirt off and drops him with one punch, sending his hat flying through the air. Jackson, however, walks right into THE OUT OF BODY EXPERIENCE! 1... 2... 3! No, he kicked out! The crowd can't believe it. T-Bod can't believe. Can you believe it? Frustrated T-Bod runs around the ring, hitting anything that moves, barely missing the referee. T-Bod picks JJ back up, whips him to the ropes and attempts another OOBE which is countered into a midair DDT. Instead of going for the cover JJ heads to the top...off he goes...BIG SPLASH! Now he covers. 1... 2... No! J.R. pulls JJ out of the ring, much like he did to the referee earlier. JJ isn't going to allow J.R. to distract him like before, he jumps on the ring apron, leaps to the top rope and hits a beautiful cross bodyblock. 1... 2... Kickout! Meanwhile on the outside, J.R. pulls a wrench from his man boob. Yes, his man boob. The fat is able to keep the object from falling. CABOOSE That's a whole lotta bacon there, boys. Enough to feed an entire third world country. JJ sticks T-Bod's head between his legs, he's going for a piledriver. J.R. sneaks up behind him, ready to nail him with the wrench but JJ feels it, turns around and sends J.R. stumbling towards T-Bod who bumps heads with the ref, knocking him (the ref) outside. COLE No! We know what happens everytime a ref gets bumped. JJ sees the wrench lying on the mat, he looks at the fans like he's asking them if he should use it. Of course they cheer him on. With the wrench now in hand JJ allows T-Bod to get up, and when he turned around -- WHAM! The referee slides back in, rubbing his head trying to shake off the cobwebbs. 1... 2... No! T-Bod's partner, Dan Black breaks up the count and hammers away on JJ. The referee is also down. COLE Dan Black, who's supposed to be barred from ringside along with Scotty Static, double axe-handled JJ, but most importantly, while breaking up the count his knee collided with the referee's head. That means the ref doesn't know what happened. If T-Bod pulls this off somehow, he'll be the luckiest man in the OAOAST tonight. CABOOSE Dan isn't barred from ringside. Abe said "bar." Obviously he meant for Dan to be at the bar. A bar is called a "pub" in the U.K. The fans litter the ring with garbage as Dan & T-Bod make the 3-B hand signal. The crowd goes from throwing garbage to cheering as JJ's GPXer, Scotty Static, perches the top rope. CABOOSE The hell? Abe said Scotty was barred from ringside. What's the meaning of this? COACH I still don't know the meaning of life. COLE Abe meant "bar," remember? CABOOSE Have I told lately, that you annoy me? COLE You and about 5 million other people. Just as Dan is ready to preform the Rock Bottom portion of 3-B he notices Scotty, but it's too late now. Scotty comes off the top with a missle dropkick, hitting Dan in the face and T-Bod in the back of the head. JJ went down hard himself. J.R. tries to help his boys, but Scotty casually throws him over-the-top rope. Then clotheslines Dan over-the-top, but T-Bod sneaks up from behind and nails his own clothesline on Scotty. J.R., Dan and Scotty are on the outside. Johnny "Jam" Jackson is slowly getting up in the corner, T-Bod drives his knee into the midsection, then delivers a RUDE AWAKENING (Neckbreaker)! T-Bod pulls the referee towards him and JJ. 1... 2... 3... * DING DING DING * COLE No, damn it! T-Bod poses as the fans once again begin throwing trash into the ring. BUFFER Ladies and gentlemen, we have witnessed one of the wildest endings in OAOAST history. The winner of the match, one-half of the tag team champions of the world...T-Bod! CABOOSE What courage shown by T-Bod. He was forced into a match he was totally unprepared for, and someway, somehow, he was able to keep his head high and comes out with a "w." COLE It looked like Johnny was going to pull it off, then J.R. got involved -- taking a wrench from under his pec -- CABOOSE Man boob. Bitch tits. Whatever. Although I like "man boob." No matter how many times you say it, it's always funny. Black T and their "manager" the Farmer of Champions, Jivin' J.R. pose at the entranceway. COLE A hell of a match. Well don't go away, fans, because we've got more HD in three! COACH Yeah! *fade to commercial* Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Chanel #99 Posted August 6, 2016 Author Report Share Posted August 6, 2016 (Cut to Abe Vigoda's office, where he's shining a bottle of Pledge. Sly Sommers barges in...) SLY Hey, Abe; remember when you said I could have ANYONE I wanted for that European Rounds format match at School's Out? ABE Yeah...I mean, you interrupted me here. But, go ahead... SLY I figure that, if I can kill two birds with one stone here, it'd be a lot better for my sake. So, since I want to both earn the guys' respect in the locker room and stretch the heck out of Calvin Szechstein at the same time, I want you to throw Cal into my opponent's slot. ABE I did say any name...so you got it. One thing: how is wrestling Cal going to get you respect with the guys? SLY See, they think that I'm somehow a spy for this new super-duo or something. I see what they're thinking, seeing as if I have been a huge dillweed in the past. However, I'm actually trying this whole "nice" thing out, and it's working a little. In order to get it to work more, I have to beat up my old buddy turned mortal enemy, and prove to them that I'm not a gigantic (bleep)bag. ABE I see how you're thinking. I don't really care, but I see how you're thinking. SLY Thanks, sir. ABE Don't mention it. (Sly exits the room. Right after the door shuts, we hear a chair connect with a skull. The door then cracks open a little, though not enough for the camera to see through, and we hear a voice...) MYSTERY GUY Cal wanted me to let you know that we don't appreciate being jerked around like that! (door slams) ABE Was that...? (cut to ringside) COLE Who was that that attacked Sly? COACH I couldn't tell! 'Booze? CABOOSE You got me. Whoever it was, though, I like him. COLE Well, at any rate, our main event will begin in just a moment, capping off yet another wild night in the OAOAST. CABOOSE If Zack Malibu's recent change for the better is any indication, then this night will end well for us all. COACH You know, for someone who holds resentment towards Zack for basically taking your spot, you seem to be pretty chummy with him all of a sudden. COLE Whoa, great analysis by the Coach! What IS up with that, 'Boose? CABOOSE Please, isn't it obvious? This isn't Zack Malibu the baby kissing, ass kissing, boot licking worm that took the fast path to glory. This is a man who is now devoted to destorying everything he helped build simply to prove a point. He's a gambler, a man's man. COACH So...you're saying your attracted to him? CABOOSE I swear, next week, I'll have you replaced with Mark Madden. COLE Worry about next week later. Let's head to the ring for our main event! "Set It Off" by Audioslave booms over the speaker system, and the fans erupt, as the red lights flicker rapidly, as fog billows up over the stage area. Through it all comes the fan favorites in this match, Crystal, and her unlikely partner for this evening, Zack Malibu's now ex-girlfriend, Candie! The women are greeted with a great response from the crowd, the majority of which wants them to get their revenge on the man who has attempted to destroy both of their dreams recently, and his newfound ally Calvin Szechstein. The girls make it down to the ring, with Crystal sliding in and running to the corner, getting up on the ropes and working the crowd up. Candie stands at the ropes and raises her arms, smiling at the fans who adore her courage. Flashbulbs go off throughout the crowd, as many fans snap pictures of the beautiful divas. The happiness takes a drastic downfall, as "Nothing" hits for the second time tonight, causing the crowd to shift from cheers to boos. Through the pyro come Calvin Szechstein and the World Champion, Zack Malibu. COLE I just can't get used to this. Seeing these two, side by side...it's sickening! CABOOSE If you feel the need to go home early, I understand. Just take Coachman with you. The elite duo of current and former World Champions walk down the aisle, taking their sweet time and leaving the girls waiting impatiently for their revenge. Once they get to ringside, the girls call them into the ring, eager to get this started. Malibu and Calvin jump up onto the apron, but just as the girls come at them, they jump down, backing away! COLE They're running scared! CABOOSE Scared of what? PMS version 2 over here? COACH Yo, all I know is that if it's "that time", I sure as hell wouldn't wanna be pissing them off. Know what I'm saying? CABOOSE You piss women off simply by existing, you schlep. The men head in opposite directions, circling the ring, while the girls keep their eyes on them, just waiting for them to try a sneak attack. Finally, Calvin gets up on the apron, but when Crystal moves towards him, he orders the referee to get her back. Referee Charles Robinson asks that Crystal back up so that he can enter, but as soon as Calvin steps through the ropes, he's pounced on by the Female Phenom! COLE Here we go! Robinson quickly calls for the bell, as Crystal pulls Calvin up and whips him into the ropes, nailing him with a dropkick! Zack slides into the ring and approaches Candie, grabbing her by the arm and twisting her wrist, mouthing off to her...and promptly gets kicked low! Malibu is stunned, and Candie takes him by the head and rams him facefirst into the top turnbuckle! Malibu staggers in the corner, and Candie charges him, but when she does he quickly moves out of the way, and she collides with the turnbuckles! Zack quickly shoves her through the ropes, allowing her to crash land on the floor! Zack turns around, but is met with a forearm shot by Crystal, who has disposed of Calvin already. Much like their encounter earlier in the night, she backs him into the ropes by dazing him with punches, then attempts to whip him to the far side. Zack counters, and sends Crystal into the ropes, catching her with a hiptoss...but Crystal lands on her feet! She quickly turns to Zack and takes him to the mat with a double leg takedown, then tries turning him over for THE CRYSTALLING! Malibu squirms, but is saved by his partner, Calvin, who slides in and boots Crystal in the gut. He pulls her into a standing legscissors, and lifts her up for a powerbomb...only to be snapped to the canvas with a huracanrana to counter his attack! Crystal gets up and charges Zack, ducking under his clothesline attempt, and the momentum takes her towards the ropes. Seeing her coming, a recovering Calvin ducks down, backdropping her over the ropes, but Crystal shifts her direction, landing on her feet out on the apron! She quickly reaches in and pulls Calvin's head back, slamming him back onto the mat, then grips the top rope and jumps onto it, springing off and catching Zack with a missle dropkick! Zack rolls to his feet, stunned, and then gets taken back down again, as Candie comes off the top rope with a missle dropkick of her own, nailing her former beau square in the chest, and sends him retreating out of the ring! Calvin rolls out as well, holding the back of his head, and the fans rejoice as the ladies celebrate their advantage in the ring! COLE Looks like the Two Man Ego Trip underestimated their opponents tonight, didn't they? COACH Hey, Candie DOES know everything Zack knows. CABOOSE For God's sake, she's a made up mallrat with hardly any ring experience, and you guys are talking like this is the second coming of Flair and Steamboat. Malibu and Calvin get up on the apron, discussing with each other who wants to be the first legal participant in the match. Malibu decides it'll be him, and Crystal comes to approach him, only to be pulled back by Candie, who says SHE wants him! Crystal backs off and heads for the outside, as the match kicks off with a battles of the exes! Zack laughs at Candie, and leans in, taunting her to lay one on him. He leans in closer, pointing to his cheek, but when she does finally take a shot, he backs away, avoiding contact. Zack shoves her back, calling her out again, and laughing off the disdain that she's gotten for him. Finally, not taking it anymore, Candie moves in, and grabs Zack in a lockup, then applies a headlock! Zack quickly shoves her off, and as she rebounds off the ropes, he levels her with a shoulderblock. Malibu stands above her, waving his arms for her to get up, and when she does, she shocks him by rolling behind him, reaching up and pulling him to the mat with a schoolboy (or girl, as the case may be). Robinson dives to the canvas, but Candie can only hold Zack down for a one count, as he quickly gets to his feet, taken aback by the effort of his former flame. Candie glares at Zack, now calling him on, and he seems hesitant, while Crystal rallies for her from the apron. Fans follow along, stomping and clapping as the two lock up again, and Zack immediately shoves her to the canvas! Candie quickly goes to get up, but Calvin reaches over the ropes, grabbing her by the ponytail, and pulling her back to the mat! Robinson runs over to scold Cal for his actions, allowing Zack the opening to do some serious damage. Malibu bends to pull Candie up, but as he does, she crawls between his legs and to her corner, making the tag to Crystal! COLE NOW we're gonna get things going! Crystal slingshots in, and Malibu quickly heads for the corner, tagging in Calvin Szechstein! The fans boo at Zack's cowardice, but he remains unaffected by it, taking his spot on the apron while the former World Champion comes in to take his place. Crystal and Calvin lock up, and Calvin grabs a headlock, wrenching his arm around the head of the 24/7 Champion. Crystal hooks her arms around his waist, falling to the mat and snapping Calvin over, similar to a quick release back suplex, breaking the hold. Calvin gets back up, and as he runs towards Crystal, she sidesteps him, knocking his legs out from under him with her arms, and covering him as he crashes on the mat. Again, Robinson is ready to make the count, but can only get as far as one, as Calvin shoves Crystal off. Calvin gets up, and Crystal grabs him in a headlock, wrenching it in just as hard as he had previously done to her. He lifts her, attempting a back suplex, but instead she falls forward, carrying him over with a headlock takedown! She maintains control, but he kicks his legs up, scissoring them around her neck, and pulling her off of him. They both get to their feet, and Calvin cracks Crystal across the chest with a stiff chop, the impact causing her to yell in pain. He lifts her back up, leaving her open for another shot, and follows through with it, again cracking his hand across her chest. Crystal staggers, but Calvin grabs her left arm, wrenches it, and then pulls her in, nailing her with a short arm clothesline! Holding her by the arm, Calvin takes her to the corner, and tags in Zack, who seesm comfortable enough with Crystal's current situation that he's willing to come into the ring. He and Calvin each grab an arm, and look to be sending Crystal across the ring, into her own corner, but instead stop short, throwing her backwards into their own corner and slamming her back first into the turnbuckles! With Crystal stunned, Zack starts putting the boots to her, kicking her hard in the stomach and then just stomping her down in the corner. As soon as he's finished, he pulls her up, standing her in the corner, and then NAILS her with a slap across the face, telling her "I'm the World Champion!" as a reminder. Crystal turns away, but Zack pulls her back, and sets up for a Russian Legsweep, but Crystal elbows out of it, catching Zack right in the jaw! He staggers for a moment, and Crystal takes advantage by grabbing a front waistlock, lifting Zack, and dropping him across her knee with an inverted atomic drop! Malibu reels from the drop, and Crystal quickly grabs around his waist again, tucking her head to his side, and carrying him over with a Northern Lights Suplex! ONE! TWO! NO!!! Malibu bridges out, carrying himself up to a standing position while still holding onto Crystal, but before he can do anything, she pulls both legs out from under him, again trying for The Crystalling! The fans pop wildly, but before Zack can do anything Calvin runs in for the save...so Crystal takes HIS legs out from under him, and locks HIM in The Crystalling! Calvin hollers for Zack, who is slow in getting to his feet, but when he does, takes the opportunity to hit SCHOOL'S OUT~!...NO! CRYSTAL CATCHES THE FOOT! She holds Zack's leg in the air before tripping his free leg, then holds both legs wide open as she drops a leg into his midsection! Malibu cringes in pain, as Crystal goes for the cover! ONE! TWO!! THR...NO! KICKOUT! Crystal pulls Zack up, and immediately sends him into her corner, where he hits hard. She charges, jumping up for a monkey flip, but he holds on and shoves her off, sending her crashing to the mat. After shaking the cobwebs loose, Malibu then takes advantage of his in-ring position, and shoves Candie off the apron, watching her fall to the floor! CABOOSE Simply beautiful! Malibu shouts obscenities at Candie, but turns around to see a charging Crystal! Malibu ducks her lariat, then turns around and charges with a Yakuza Kick, but that gets ducked by Crystal! She continues running, bouncing off the ropes and hitting one of her own...NO! Malibu catches her leg this time, throwing it down and then kicking her in the stomach before flooring her with a snap suplex! Zack then begins to put the boots to Crystal before picking her back up, only to catch a knee to his stomach, and then get nailed with a swinging neckbreaker by the Female Phenom! Cal pounds on the turnbuckle, calling for Zack to tag him in and spare himself any more wear, but Malibu is too dazed to hear. Crystal is the first to her feet, but rather than continue to maintain control, she looks over the ropes, as Candie is on the floor holding her knee, the result of the shove from Malibu! COLE What a cold hearted jerk. It's bad enough he's turned his back on the fans and his girlfriend, but now he's physically hurt her as well! CABOOSE Thats' the price you pay for thinking you're an athlete! Crystal ducks out of the ring, checking on Candie, who says "I'll be fine" in an effort to starve off any thoughts of forfeit. Crystal, more infuriated than ever, slides back into the ring just as Zack is recovering, and SPEARS HIM TO DEATH, taking him right off his feet! Crystal sits atop Zack and wails on him with punch after punch after punch, as the crowd goes apeshit watching this whole thing! Malibu throws her off, and scrambles to his feet over in the corner, but Crystal charges in, and FLOORS him with a corner splash! Malibu staggers out of the corner on spaghetti legs, and Crystal bounces off the ropes behind him, nailing him with a bulldog! After hitting the move, she kips up, then bounces off the ropes, hopping over Zack's body as she heads to the opposite side and jumps to the top for Diamond In The Rough...but gets shoved back into the ring by Calvin Szechstein! Crystal lands hard, smacking the back of her head on the canvas, and now both legal participants are down! COLE Calvin wants Zack to make the tag, but Crystal doesn't have that option any...wait! COACH Yo, Mikey, check it out! The fans cheer loudly, as Candie slowly pulls herself up onto the apron with the aid of the ropes, and leans in, reaching for the tag! CABOOSE Yeah, go ahead, tag her Crystal. I'm about ready to call it a night anyways. COLE What makes you so sure Candie wouldn't pin Zack or Calvin? CABOOSE Oh please. The one thing that girl is used to is getting pinned down. Zack gets on all fours, shaking his head and then leaning towards the ropes, while Crystal slides towards her corner, now seeing that Candie is there. Zack gets up, and goes to tag Calvin, but sees that Crystal is close to Candie, so turns back to her. He goes for Crystal's leg but it's too late...she's made the tag, and the fans erupt! CABOOSE These poor fools are cheering for the demise of a pretty young lady. Candie comes into the ring, pointing her finger and cursing at Zack, with Malibu not wanting to have any of it, holding his hands up in surrender! Calvin comes into the ring, adding to the intimidation factor, but a weary Crystal turns around and stands tall with Candie...UNTIL CANDIE SHOVES HER INTO A DOUBLE FLAPJACK FROM ZACK AND CALVIN!! COLE What the hell!? CABOOSE YOU'VE ALL BEEN PLAYED FOR FOOLS! BRILLIANCE! The crowd's cheers deflate, as nothing but boos fill the arena. Candie, who had the slight limp, is now walking fine, and in fact runs and jumps into the arms of Zack Malibu, planting a huge kiss on the World Champion! Calvin hunches over Crystal, badmouthing her as she lay dazed on the canvas, before he picks her up off the mat. Holding her in between his legs, Calvin looks out to the crowd, as Malibu and Candie urge him to "do it"...and he lifts Crystal up, stepping over each arm with his legs while holding her upside down...and DRILLS her into the canvas with the CODE RED CLASH~! COACH C'mon Mikey, let's go get them! COLE Coach, are you for real!? They'd eat you and I for lunch. COACH Well...if Candie was the one eating me... COLE COACH! Garbage litters the ring, as Zack Malibu crawls to the canvas, over to Crystal's prone body and starts mouthing off to her again, telling her that she's nothing. Charles Robinson comes over and starts to check on her, but gets shoved away by Candie, who spits on Crystal as she lay helpless, proving that tonight, she was played for a fool. The three heels stand tall in the ring, with Zack holding his belt up high, the cameras closed in tight on them as they slyly grin, as we end another episode of HeldDOWN~! *fade to black* Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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