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Post by "HBK" Shawn Michaels on Jul 23, 2007 1:59:50 GMT -5
Saturday Night's Main Event: Redefined TVLIVE! From The Staples Center in Los Angeles, California!7/21/07A video package of some of SNME's greatest moments begins to play along with "Watch Your Words" by Alter Bridge. The video suddenly shatters as we are taken live into The Staples Center in Los Angeles, California! The camera searches through the sold out crowd as they cheer. The camera view changes and we are looking on at the stage where giant pyros begin to explode. Finally flames ignite the stage as the lights come on. We are then taken over to the broadcast table with Austin Owens and Joey Styles.Styles: Welcome to Satruday Night's Main Event! I'm Joey Styles alongside my broadcast partner, Austin Owens!
Owens: Folks, we are exactly one week away from seeing the top six guys in this company tear eachother apart for one thing... The World Heavyweight Championship!
Styles: But they aren't just going to be fighting eachother in a normal match. They will be competing in an Elimination Chamber!
Owens: Well Joey, we know all about that, but what about tonight? Have you heard the news?
Styles: I sure have! Temporary General Manager, Teddy Long has sheduled two huge matches for tonight, both of them being triple threat matches containing the men that will compete in the Elimination Chamber.
Owens: In one match we got Jericho, CM Punk, and Kennedy...
Styles: And in the other we've got Triple H, Kurt Angle, and Randy Orton. Folks, this is not a show to miss. The flames are heating up, and we're are getting closer and closer to Highway to Hell! vs. vs. Chris Jericho vs. Mr. Kennedy vs. CM Punk(Triple Threat Match)“Mrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. Keeeeeeeeeeeeeennnnnnnnnnnneeeeeeeddddddyyyyyyyyyy!!!!”Fan know who is coming so they begin booing before they are given the chance to come out. Kennedy's music hits as he comes out to the stage, smiling and looking very confident in his chances. He paces down the ramp and rolls into the ring. A microphone is lowered from the ceiling and a spotlight is shining down in him.Ken Kennedy: Introducing the first competitor, from Green Bay, Wisconsin and weighing in tonight at a total of 244 pounds, MISTEEEEEEERRRRRR KENNEDY………………Fans boo so loud that Kennedy can’t hear himself. When the fan quiet down, Kennedy restarts.Ken Kennedy: MISTEEEERRRRRRRRRRR KENNEDY……………… KENNEDY!Chris Jericho’s theme music plays as the timer ticks down… 5…4…3…2 a Y appears in front of the 2 and a J behind the 2, spelling Y2J. Chris Jericho’s foggy cutout appears behind the smoke. Chris spins around flexing his arm. Fans boo. Chris struts down the ramp smirking and talking to himself in confidence. Chris rolls into the ring and awaits the final opponent.
CM Punk’s theme music plays. Punk appears out of the curtain holding his arms in an X shape. With his Intercontinental Championship tightly fastened along his waste he quickly walks down the ramp, paying no attention to the fans screaming at him. Punk rolls into the ring. He un-straps his belt and throws his belt to the side, all he wants to do is fight already. The ref kicks the belt off the apron and starts the match."DING, DING, DING!"All three men begin brawling amongst each other. Out of the dust it appears that Chris Jericho and Ken are double teaming the Intercontinental Champion. Chris lands a blow on Punk, then Ken, then Chris, then Ken. Together they throw Punk off the ropes and each lift his legs into the air tossing him outside the ring. The number one contender and former heavyweight champion look at each. In an instant there partnership goes down the drain and they begin to brawl.
Chris attempts to throw Ken off the ropes, but due to his strength, Ken reverses, as Jericho hits off the ropes Ken kneels down ready to flip Jericho off his shoulders. Jericho thinks ahead and stops, kicking Ken right in the face. Punk begins to make his way up with the help of the apron as Ken falls back onto the ropes due to the power of the kick. Punk climbs onto the apron standing directly behind Kennedy who just got back up with the help of the ropes.
Jericho runs off the opposing ropes and drop kicks ken right in the stomach. Ken falls back into Punk as they both fly to the outside. Jericho climbs onto the top turnbuckle as Punk and Ken struggle back to there feet. Jericho leaps in the air as Ken and Punk get up, with Jericho flying more to Punk’s side, Punk pushes Ken over. Punk barely gets hit as Ken is knocked down bad. Jericho takes a lot of damage due to the high fall as well. Punk gets up and rolls Jericho back into the ring, leaving the unconscious number one contender on the outside.
Punk rolls in after Jericho and hammer fists Jericho’s back. Punk sets Jericho up for his finisher, Go to Sleep, as he lifts Jericho up, Jericho manages to push off and get some distance from Punk, with his effort futile Punk simply stops Jericho by clotheslining him hard onto the mat. Punk lifts Jericho up landing a bunch of knee strikes, he Irish whips him to the corner and charges at him hitting a charging high knee, as he hits the knee, he catches Jericho’s head and drills it to the mat with a bulldog.
Punk gets up as Kennedy had nearly fully recovered; he stumbles by the steps, getting back to the ring. Jericho barely struggles back up, CM Punk stalks from behind. Jericho stumbles around the ring, Punk shoves Jericho around and lifts him up like a fireman’s carry. He walks around the ring screaming in cockiness. He stops by the edge of the ring and drops Jericho into a knee striking, hitting his finisher move, the GTS, Jericho falls back though the middle rope onto the mats below, Jericho is fully unconscious, not even moving a muscle.
Punk raises his arms in victory, thinking the end is near, he is about to win, but he forgets one thing. Ken appears behind him right by the turnbuckle; Punk turns around and is kneed right in the gut. Ken sits back on the turnbuckle as he lifts Punk onto his shoulders. Ken stand up and flips in mid air, crash landing softly onto Punk's stiff body. Punk’s back crashes into the mat. Ken bounces up and looks down at CM Punk, unconscious, then at Jericho, out cold. Ken Kennedy covers the fallen CM Punk, a smirk across his face as he knows the victory will be his."1…2…3!"Kennedy's music echos through the arena, bringing him to his feet. Kennedy stands up, the referee raising his hand. Kennedy looks around the ring at his opponents, still down from the rough match. Kennedy exits the ring and slowly begins to make his way up the ramp as we fade away.The camera cuts to a dark room with a chair. Randy Orton sits on the chair, staring into the camera. He then begins to speak.Randy Orton: The Elimination Chamber......The menacing playground of destruction. A match where careers are endangered. A match where someone's soul can be broken. Once you step into the Elimination Chamber, you won't be the same again. I can gurantee you that. I've been in 3 Elimination Chambers in my Entire Career. Two in the WWE. And one in NHBWO. And it's a funny thing too......Triple H & Chris Jericho have been in every Elimination Chamber I've been in. So I know some of their tricks will be the same. You see, the Elimination Chamber isn't for the faint of heart. If you've seen an Elimination Chamber match you exactly know where I'm coming from......Orton pauses, thinking about the hell he will have to go through. Images flashing through his mind, haunting him. He then speaks once more.Randy Orton: All I know is that at Highway To Hell, it won't be a simple walk in the park. It won't be a calkwalk. This match won't be pretty..... It won't be pretty at all. Am I excited for this match? In some ways, I am. Do I know what could be the repercussions for this match? Obviously I do. I'm stepping into the Elimination Chamber with four former SNME World Heavyweight Champions. Myself and Kennedy haven't had the taste of that precious gold. But I can re-assure you, I won't be off my game.... I'll be on my "A" game without a doubt...... Six Competitors enter the menacing playground. But only one will Walk out SNME World Heavyweight Champion.The scene fade away as Orton looks down for a couple seconds and then he looks directly into the camera as the scene turns into black. We suddenly cut to the parking lot where a limousine pulls up. Behind it are two police cars. The police exit their cars and walk over to the limo. They open the door as someone steps out, Shawn Michaels. The people in the arena erupt in cheers as Shawn smiles for the cameras. F.B.I. Agent Chuck Danzey follows Shawn out of the limo and they are escorted into the building. vs. "Your Teacher" Matt Striker vs. Johnny ConanThe atmosphere in the arena suddenly turns from happy and enjoyful to sour and bitter when the sound of the classroom bell suddenly bursts out of the speakers. Matt Striker's arrogant mug fills the entire titan tron as he emerges from the tunnel, smiling as if everyone were happy to see him. He gazes into the see of people shouting obscenities and throwing garbage at him, maintaining his shiney grin... Until he looks into the ring. There stands his opponent for the night, Johnny Conan. Conan glares at Striker from inside the ring, and throws his hands in the air, motioning for Striker to walk down to the ring and just fight already. Striker obliges, not at all afraid of Conan's demeanor.
Striker takes off running, and attempts to slide through Johnny's legs. But Johnny was expecting that sort of tactic from the school teacher. He backs up quickly, and throws a hard kick! Striker dodges the foot, and rolls up Conan!"1.......2....... Kickout! Just barely!"Striker knew he almost had him, and backed away. Conan bounced off the ropes, hurling back at Striker. The school teacher wasn't dumb enough to fall for that old trick though. He moved out of the way of Conan's attack and kicked his legs out from under neath him. Johnny landed flat on his back, but popped up quickly. He ran at Striker again, and again was taken off of his feet. Conan sits up quickly, but is cut short by one of the most brutal stikes we've ever seen in SNME. WHAM! Striker with a devastating kick, right in the face!1.....2.....3! It's over!Striker gets up, staring down at Johnny Conan's lifeless body as we cut to the back.We cut to a room, CM Punk sitting on a stool in front of a black back drop.CM Punk: I've been asked to tell how I feel about stepping into the Elimination Chamber next Sunday. Yeah, it could end my career. But I could also walk out the World Heavyweight Champion. What beter way to leave Highway To Hell, than with that belt over my shoulder? . . . None! Its been too long since you've seen that title on my waist, and I'll be damned if I don't get it back! Kurt . . . The rest of you . . . CM Punk will not be coming out of the Elimination Chamber empty handed!As CM Punk remains staring into the camera we fade away. We cut backstage, looking on at Dirty Harry, one of the competitors to sign up for the Open at Highway To Hell. Harry, with a cocky sway, walks around backstage, ordering around workers, demanding things from them. Harry then spots a table with food and beverage. He spots a coffee maker and grabs a cup. He begins filling up his cup, raking in the wonerful smell.Harry: Oh man, I cannot wait to take a sip of this coffee. I need something to wake me up, and get me kickin'! Yeah!Harry fills his cup up and sets the pot back on the machine. He even grabs a donut, taking a big bite of it. He thanks a worker for the food and coffee they put out and begins to back away. He suddenlu bumps into something, spilling his coffee and dropping his donut. With an angered look across his face, Harry turns around. To his surprise he looks on at "The Big red Machine" Kane. Standing behind Kane is his manager Doink. Harry looks up at Kane and then down at Doink.Harry: Look at the two of you... I mean really... Why does the SNME have to hire such... Such freaks! The two of you disgust me!
Doink: Still angry over your loss to Kane, eh?doink lets out a loud kackle, Harry rolling his eyes at him.Harry: Listen! I don't know who you two think you are, but I am Dirty Harry, the man who is gonna with the Open at Highway To Hell. The man who is gonna become the number one contender for the Custom Championship. And you... You big red idiot... You're going to lose, because you can't do anything with those chains around your wrists, haha! Look at you... He has you chained up, like some little baby.Harry pokes Kane in the chest, making fun of him. He then looks at Kanes mask, wondering about it.Harry: So whats under the mask, Kane? You scared to show your face? I bet your so damn ugly no one would want you. Like some hideous freak!The chains from Kane's wrists suddenly fall to the ground. Harry looks over to Doink. Doink just smiles, dangling the keys at Harry. Harry swallows a lump in his throat. he begins to back away but Kane suddenly delivers a thunderous upper cut. Harry flys backwards, landing on the table covered in food. Kane snatches up his chains, slinging them at Harry. He then begins to lay into Harry, delivering thunderous blows, one after the other. Kane pulls Harry from the table and suddenly picks up the coffee pot. He smashes it over Harry's head, sending coffee everywhere. The glass shatters, scattering all over the floor. Kane then wraps his chains around Harry's throat. He begins to toss him into the walls, slinging him wall to wall. Harry finally falls to the floor, begging for Kane to stop. Kane snatches Harry up, sending him crashing through a window. The glass shatters and falls to the floor, blood covering it. Doink then walks up behind Kane, shackling his hands. As Doink escorts his monster away, medical staff rush over to Harry. Doink lets out one last kackle as the two disappear into a dark hallway. vs. Sam X vs. "D-Money" DouglasWe cut to the ring where D-Money stands, waiting for his opponent. “Suffocate” by Staind rumbles over the arena as Sam X walks out onto the stage. Sam hands his title to Paul Heyman and rushes to the ring. The ref calls for the bell as Sam assaults Douglas.Sam begins pounding on Douglas with his fists, unrelenting in his assaults. Sam knees Douglas in the gut and then delivers a crushing blow to D-Money’s back. Douglas crunches over, allowing Sam to kick him square in the back of the head. D-Money falls to the mat as Sam sits on his back and wrenches his head up. X begins choking D-Money, and hits a few forearms to his throat. The ref warns Sam to stop, but Sam continues his assault. X finally relents, and lifts D-money onto his shoulder. Sam goes for a power slam but Douglas slips off and dropkicks Sam in the back. X bounces off the rope and comes back with a devastating clothesline. Douglas flips backwards and nearly crunches his head on the mat. Sam is quick with the cover.“1…2…”D-Money kicks out of the pin. Sam looks almost frustrated as he begins punching D-Money in the face. X lifts Dogulas to his feet, but D-Money catches him by surprise with a toe kick. X bends over allowing Douglas to hit a nice DDT on Sam! X sort of flips over to his back, as D-Money hits a standing moonsaults on the Custom Champion! D-Money hooks the leg. “1….2…”Sam kicks out at 2. D-Money stomps on Sam some more and picks him up. As soon as he does, Sam surprises him by snapping his arms away and begins punching him back into the corner. Sam whips Douglas across the ring and into the opposite side. X charges Dogulas, but D-Money flips over Sam. X turns around and D-Money pushes him into the corner. Douglas sets Sam up for a Monkey Flip! Sam flips over Douglas, and onto his back. Douglas turns quickly around only to see Sam on his feet and pissed off. D-Money tries swinging at Sam, but X grabs his fist and spins him around. D-Money is spun around and dazed as Sam lifts him up horizontally to his body. In one fluid motion, Sam spins to the left and slams Douglas down with the Void Slam! X goes over to the turnbuckle and pulls himself up. Sam leaps off of the top turnbuckle and drills D-Money with an explosive Frog Splash! Sam clutches his stomach from the impact but manages to roll over D-Money.“1…..2……3”
Finkel: HERE IS YOUR WINNER, SAM X!Sam rolls out of the ring and as soon as he does, Mick Foley comes rushing down the ramp! Foley barrels into Sam, knocking him into the stairs. Foley grabs X by his hair, and goes over to the announce table. Mick punches Sam, then hits him with a chair. Sam falls onto the table as Mick climbs up onto the ring apron. Foley leaps off, and drives Sam through the table with an elbow! The fans roar as Foley raises the BANG BANG guns in the air.
We cut to the ramp where D-Money hobbles up. Brandovirus steps out onto the stage and grabs D-Money by the throat with both hands. Brando lifts him up into the air, showing off his raw power, and double-hand chokeslams him off the stage! We cut to a commercial break after seeing D-Money lay in the wreckage. Triple H is seen in a black room. The Game jolts his head up, his face appearing from behind his hair. Triple H: Going into the elimination chamber at Highway to Hell… it’s not gonna’ be easy… I’m going in there with a bunch of young fit men… But one thing I’ve got going into this match is my want for the gold. I have changed my ways… now it’s time to prove that there is a new Hunter… not the punk “degenerate” I used to be. At Highway to Hell I bring back the same man who was World Heavyweight Champion just one year ago… at Highway to Hell when I win the championship… I officially bring back “The Game!” We then slowly fade out. We cut backstage to what looks to be Shawn Michaels' office. Shawn sits at his desk, looking at the camera. As we look left, F.B.I. Agent Chuck Danzey stands next to Shawn, his arms crossed.Shawn: Yes, I'm back. And no, I'm no longer under arrest for blowing anyone up... The whole death of Jay West was a scam to get rid of Jay West here in SNME. In fact, you could probably go to Tennessee and see him sitting on his lazy ass with Casey Kage eating hot dogs and drinking beer. The whole F.B.I. Investigation was fake, nothing real happened with this except for the fact that Jay West is gone from SNME, along with Casey Kage and Justin Tyger. But, I have some other issues to address. As you all heard on SNME News, I was in a predicament with a man who used to be one hell of a friend, Ryan Beyer. No long am I a friend of Ryan Beyer. All ties with Ryan Beyer and the SNME have been cut. And his match with Raven at Highway To Hell has been canceled. I did try to get him to do the match, but being the dick that he is... He turned it down. So, that's that. I've addressed everything I needed to. I've straightened out everything. And just so all of you know... "The Showstoppa" is back!Shawn stands up, leaning over his desk, a smile across his face. We slowly fade to black, the crowd cheering.
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Post by "HBK" Shawn Michaels on Jul 23, 2007 2:14:05 GMT -5
As we are taken to the ring we can see that it is now time for the Elimination Chamber Contract Signing. Joey Styles leaves his place at ringside and quickly enters the ring. He takes a microphone from the round table in the middle of the ring and stands before the crowd, ready to speak.Styles: As you all know, SNME has spent this entire month building up one of the greatest matches in history, the Elimination Chamber. Over the past month, six men were destined to compete against eachother for one thing... The World Heavyweight Championship! But all six of these men can't walk out with it... Only one can. As the time nears closer and closer to Higway To Hell, the anticipation for this match grows. And tonight, the anticipation is going to get even better. You will see all six competitors in the Elimination Chamber come into this ring and sign their life away. So, without further adieu, I'd like to introduce to you the World Heavyweight Champion, Kurt Angle!"My Quest" begins to play as Kurt Angle steps through the curtain. He walks onto the stage, dressed in sweat pants and jacket. As he walks down the ramp he rubs his World Championship, hanging from his shoulder. Angle slowly walks up the steps and enters the ring. He then raises his World Championship high above his head, showing the fans that he is the champ. Angle then lowers his title and takes a spot at the table. Styles then opens the briefcase in the center of the table. He pulls out the contract and places it in front of Kurt, along with a pen.Styles: Kurt, you may now sign the contract, stating that you will be defending your World Heavyweight Championship in the Elimination Chamber at Highway To Hell.Kurt looks down at the contract, tapping his fingers on the table. He then looks at the title on his shoulder, gleaming in his eyes. Kurt, his eyes focused back on the contract. He suddenly stands up, taking a microphone from the table.Angle: Do you people really want to see me defend my World Heavyweight Championship in the Elimination Chamber? Do you people really want to see me decimate five other men to keep what is mine? Do you people really want to see me end five of the greatest wrestlers in this business careers?The crowd is electric, chants of "Angle! Angle! Angle!" filling our ears. Angle smiles, dropping his title on the table. He quickly picks up the pin and signs his name on the contract. He then sets the pen down, right above the contract. Styles: Kurt, you have no locked your position in the Elimination Chamber. Now, I will bring out the other five men so that they can..."Break The Walls Down!" echos through the arena. Chris Jericho steps through the curtain, that coky look across his face. As the fans boo him he yells at them, calling them all sorts of foul names. Jericho quickly jogs up the steps and enters the ring. He shoves past Styles and goes right for Angle. Jericho looks down at Angle, pointing at him. Angle suddenly stands up, getting nose to nose with Jericho. He pushes Jericho back, showing him exactly who is the better man, Kurt Angle. Jericho, showing his cowardess, backs down, stepping behind Joey Styles. Angle takes his seat, a wide grin across his face. He then takes the contract and tosses it across the table where Jericho can sign it. Jericho slowly takes the contract and asks for the pen. Angle tosses it to him, waiting for him to sign his name. Jericho places the contract on the table and then signs his names on one of the five empty spaces. As he finishes signing he drops the pen and takes a seat across the table from Angle.Styles: Now, I can bring out the other four men in the Elimination Chamber."Burn In My Light" by Mercy Drive suddenly begins playing as "The Legend Killer" Randy Orton makes his way through the curtain. With a cocky smile across his face he makes his way down the ramp and slides into the ring. He shoves past Styles, climbing the turnbuckle. Orton spreads his arms, posing for all of the women that love him. Orton then lowers his arms, looking around at the crowd. He slowly climbs down, his music fading. Orton takes a microphone from the table, but before he can speak "Miseria Cantare" takes over our ears. CM Punk steps through the curtains, the Intercontinental Championship draped over his shoulder. Punk slowly makes his way down the ramp, glaring at Orton. CM Punk quickly runs up the steps and enters the ring. He takes the microphone from Orton and straightens his belt.CM Punk: Orton, before you go and imbarass yourself, let me say what needs to be said, and sign this contract. Kurt, if you recall one year ago... It was you and me, fighting in the ring at Highway To Hell. Kurt, you won the match... But who went on to bigger and better things? Me! And now look how the roles are reversed... Me, the Intercontinental Champion. You, the World Heavyweight Champion. Kurt, I've been without the World Championship since Unbreakable... I've been longing for my chance... My opportunity to take back what rightfully belongs to me... That belt!
Angle: Listen here, bucko! I don't give a damn how long it has been since you had this belt. Fact of the matter is that I, Kurt Angle, am holding it now! Not you, CM Punk! Yeah, you may have held this belt for nearly seven months, but you never had to fight me for it, did ya?
CM Punk: Well Kurt, if you recall, I was supposed to fight you for it. In fact, it was supposed to be a triple threat with me, Orton, and you. But if I remember correctly you walked out...
Angle: You shut your damn mouth! You have no idea of the things I was going through. I was on the verge of killing myself in that ring, doing what I did every night. Yeah I left, but look who is on top now, me! So sign the damn contract! I'll put you to the test at Highway To Hell!CM Punk scowls down at Angle, walking over to sign the contract. But before he can, Orton cuts him off. Orton takes the pen and quickly signs his name on the dotted line. He then places the pen on CM Punk's chest, daring him to sign it. Punk takes the pen and quickly signs his name on one of the remaining three slots. As Styles is about to speak, he is suddenly cut off.“Mrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. Keeeeeeeeeeeeeennnnnnnnnnnneeeeeeeddddddyyyyyyyyyy!!!!”Kennedy's music takes over the arena, leading him through the curtain. Kennedy slowly steps through the curtain, dressed in his suit. Kennedy smirking from his win earlier, makes his way down the ramp and climbs up the steps. He quickly enters the ring as Punk and Orton take a seat. As Kennedy stands in the ring the lights dim, a single spotlight shining down on him and the microphone lowering from the ceiling. Kennedy takes the microphone in his hand and begins to speak.Kennedy: Earlier tonight . . . You people saw me defeat two of my opponents in the Elimination Chamber. You saw me standing victorious over CM Punk and Chris Jericho. And just like that, you will see me standing over all five of my opponent's bodies in the Elimination Chamber next Sunday. There is no question . . . That I will become the World Heavyweight Champion next Sunday . . . So, just as the four of you have done, I will sign my name on the contract, taking my spot in the Elimination Chamber . . . CHAMBER!Kennedy tosses the microphone over his head as it quickly goes back up. The lights return to normal as he takes the contract, reading over it. He finishes reading the contract and places it on the table. Just as he begins to sign his name the lights dim and "The Game" by Drowning Pool begins playing. The arena erupts in cheers, waiting for one of their favorites to step onto the stage. Through the curtain steps Triple H, wearing blue jeans, t-shirt, leather jacket, and denim vest. Triple H slowly makes his way down the ramp, a look of determination across his face. Triple H quickly walks up the steps and enters the ring. He takes a microphone from the table as his music begins to fade away.Triple H: You guys didn't forget about me, did ya? Of course not. I've sat back there, listening to what each of you have had to say, well . . . It is time for the real competitor to sign the contract! It is time for the man that is going to win the Elimination Chamber next Sunday to sign that contract!As Kennedy finishes signing the contract Triple H shoves him away. He quickly takes the pen and signs his name on the last spot, finishing the contract signing for all six men. As Styles places the contract in the briefcase he takes a microphone. He holds the briefcase in one hand, but before he can speak Jericho flips over the table. All six men stand in the ring, eyeing each other. Suddenly their stare down is interrupted. "Sexy Boy" blares through the P.A. System, bringing their attention towards the stage. Shawn Michaels steps through the curtain, prancing across the stage. Shawn goes to each side, dancing. He makes his way down the ramp, a smile across his face. Shawn jumps onto the apron and climbs into the ring. He quickly whispers something into Styles ear.Styles: Oh . . . Yes! Certainly! Guys, just one more thing. I'm not too sure if any of you saw this, but there was a section in the contract stating that a guest referee would be selected for the Elimination Chamber. No other referee would take the job, so a committee was chosen to select one.Some of the guys begin to fuss, Shawn taking the microphone from Styles.Shawn: Before any of you start complaining, let me tell you who has been chosen to do the job. Now, in just a few moments you will find out. So, keep your attention to the screen.All six men look on at the screen waiting for the special guest referee to be announced. Very foxlike, Shawn sneaks behind all of them. He quickly removes his jacket, revealing a white, longsleeve dress shirt. Shawn then undoes his tie, tossing it behind him. He quickly unbuttons his shirt, revealing what the crowd wanted to see, a black and white, striped referee shirt. As the six competitors look on the screen they quickly see that the camera is focused on Shawn Michaels, dressed for duty in the Chamber. All six men turn around, Jericho the only on complaining. Shawn smiles as the crowd goes wild. "Sexy Boy" blares through the arena once more as Shawn does his famous taunt before the six competitors in the Elimination Chamber and the crowd watching them. We slowly cut to commercial break. vs. Mick Foley vs. Muhammad HassanA screeching car crash echoes throughout the arena before Mick Foley enters the arena. Fan cheer for Mick as he smiles he smiles raising his arm with Mr. Socko on. Mick makes his way down the ring smiling and looking through the sea of fans. Mick rolls into the ring getting in a fighting stance in preparation for his match.
Muhammad Hassan enters the arena, fans boo as they here his countries native music. Hassan stares over the sea of fans distastefully. Hassan spits on American ground as he struts down the ramp. Hassan gets onto the apron and is about to spit again. Mick has had enough and knocks Hassan off the apron."DING, DING, DING!"Muhammad Hassan struggles to his feet as Mick climbs out of the ring. Mick Foley jump off the apron with both his fists crashing down on Hassan’s back. Hassan once again loses his balance and falls to his knees, his palms out on the mats. Mick guides Hassan back up, only for him to receive more pain. Mick executes a double arm DDT right onto the mat! Hassan falls to his belly attempting to get away. The ref finds this ridiculous and calls for them back to the ring… 1! Mick follows Hassan and lifts him up. 2! Hassan struggles to his feet and remains groggy. Mick rolls Hassan back into the ring.
As Hassan gets up using the ropes Mick knees Hassan in the stomach and wraps his arms around his neck, about to execute yet another DDT. Hassan stops him, lifting Mick off his feet and spearing him into the turnbuckle. Hassan climbs onto the second turnbuckle and bulldogs Mick onto the mat. Hassan quickly capitalizes and lifts Mick up for the camel clutch. Hassan pulls one of Mick’s arms onto his knees and pulls his beck back. Mick fights and doesn’t let Hassan get his other arm. Hassan gives up and lifts Mick up. Mick throws several punches, but they hardly affect Hassan. Hassan lifts Mick Foley up with a suplex and comes crashing down onto the mat. "1…2… NO! "Mick doesn’t give up. Annoyed, Hassan lifts Mick up once again and hits the blue thunder back breaker! Mick lays on the mat, motionless."1… 2… Mick rolls the shoulder on the last second."Hassan thinks it’s time to finish it off. Hassan lifts Mick up and prepares for the reverse STO. Mick spins around and punches Hassan in the jaw. Mick pushes Hassan to the turnbuckle and hits a running knee! Back Breaker! Hassan nearly bounces up. Mick has Mr. Socko on! Hassan steps backward begging for him not to! Once Hassan reaches the corner of the ring Mick leaps at Hassan like a leopard and shoves the sock down his throat. Hassan tries to break free but it does no good. Hassan quckly faints. Foley pulls the sock from Hassan's mouth and covers him."1…2…3!"As Foley's music hits Sam X comes storming down the ramp. Sam hits the ring, going after Foley. Foley ducks a clothesline and rolls from the ring. As Foley escapes Sam's attack, Sam kicks the ropes in anger. Foley has outsmarted him and Sam cannot stand it. Foley cautiously walks up the ramp, laughing and pointing at Sam.The camera cuts to a dark room with a chair. Mr. Kennedy sits on the chair, staring into the camera. He then begins to speak.Kennedy: So how do I feel about the Elimination Chamber match at Highway To Hell? Well, I feel alot of mixed emotions about it. I'm axious, nervous, and even scared. Hell, there are so many things that could happen in that Chamber. I could be gashed open so bad I could bleed to death right in that ring. I could have a career ending injury and never wrestle again. But, just as easily as those things could happen, I could also be crowned the new World Heavyweight Champion. Oh how I longed for this day. Since the very first day I set foot here in SNME, I tasted that Championship. And now, at Highway To Hell, I get my chance to shine. I get to butt heads with the best of the best in the buisness today. I'm going to walk into that match a boy in this industry, and I'm going to walk out a man. Knowing that there's nothing else to do, but continue to plow through my competition. This match is going to be brutal, and I'll be right in the fix of it all. SNME viewers, SNME staff, and SNME investors, this is going to be the match of a lifetime. If you miss this, you'll miss it all. This is going to solidify the foundation of SNME, and mark a new Champion, and his name is Ken Kennedy.The scene fade away as Kennedy stares directly into the camer. As we cut backstage we see Jericho storming down the hall. He comes to Shawn office and shoves open the door. Shawn is quickly seen, standing up, ready to hear what Jericho has to say.Jericho: What the hell do you mean naming yourself the referee?
Shawn: What are you talking about?
Jericho: You weren't picked by a damn committee! You know damn well that you won't be fair in the Chamber.
Shawn: Chris, have I ever let you down? I'm a fair man, and will not screw anyone over in that Chamber. I will, however, tell you this. If someone steps out of line and gets in a tussle with me . . . I won't hesitate kicking their teeth down their throat!
Jericho: You better not screw me over, that title is as good as mine!
Shawn: Yeah, yeah. Now, if you don't mind . . . Get out of my office!Jericho storms out of office, Shawn shaking his head in shame. We slowly fade away as Shawn sits back down. The camera cuts to a dark room with a chair. Chris Jericho sits on the chair, staring into the camera. His gaze never wavers as he begins to speak.Jericho: At Seven Deadly Sins, I lost what was rightfully mine. I lost my World Championship. A lot of people see me as a joke, as a scam, but they're wrong. That match was a scam. At Highway to Hell, I get a shot to redeem myself. The Elimination Chamber. 6 men, including myself, step into that hellacious structure all for a cause, the World Championship. After I'm done eliminating those other five assclowns, the World Championship will be around MY gorgeous waist once again!The camera fades to black and we go to a commercial break. Backstage, 'The Masterpiece' Chris Masters has a camera on him. He stares into the lense. The hate in his eyes scorches into the arena, via tian tron.Masters: "Sting... I'm just about done playing these games with you. One week you back down from me, knowing that I would've torn you limb from limb. The next week, I'm about to win my match, and you attack my from behind. Not only that, but you freakin' brutalized me while I was unconcious. Ya know Stinger, there was a time that I respected you... Looked up to you.... And now, not only is that gone, but it's forgotten."Masters look away, thinking of just what he's going to say next. The anger flowing through his body pulsates into every muscle... Every fiber of his being... He looks to his left, as something catches his eye.It's the shine of the SNME Championship. Sting cockily strolls over into the shot, looking the Masterpiece up and down. Valo Synnclaire stands at his side.Sting: "Ya know Christopher, there's just one thing you new boys in the business just don't get. And that's that everytime you get into a little fued with somebody, you have to go in there and get the job done. Me? I used to be like you. A nice guy. Goign out and being a sportsman, dusting off the man I beat and telling him he did a good job. But now..."Masterpiece cuts him off, mid-sentence, baffling the Stinger. No longer does he talk, but he yells as loud as his lungs will allow.Masters: "But now you're just a low life piece of garbage who takes every andvantage he can get, just to bring that damn belt home at night. But you know what's gonna happen real soon? You're gonna piss off the wrong man... and you know what Stinger? You've already done it. At Highay to Hell, we're finally going to get in there and do this the right way. Man to man, no weapons, no cheap shots... Just two men in there giving it their all. Me? I'm not going to cheap shot you as you walk away from this camera. Right now, I'm just going to tell you that tonight, I'll say a prayer for you. Because at Highway To Hell, you better damn well hope that god is still looking down on you. See you at the Pay Per View, champ."Masters gives Sting one last ice cold stare before turning his back, unafraid of a possible attack. Sting simply watches him walk away, and turns to Synnclaire, who smiles widely.Synnclaire: "You think we're in his head yet?" The camera cuts backstage to see Kurt Angle, in a sleeveless vest, hood up, leaning against the wall. His face cannot be seen, only his mouth. His arms are folded, and the World Ttile is draped over his broad shoulder. He looks at the ground, not once looking at the camera. He clears his throat, ready to speak.Kurt Angle: I have been asked...to stand here today, and answer a very stupid question. I have been asked...how I feel, about being in the Elimination Chamber. How the hell do you think I feel? I have to defend this title, for the first time, against 5, hungry, motivated men. I dont know if I will walk out champion. Hell, I dont even know if I will walk out alive. But I know, that not one of us, will come out the same. So how do I feel? Im not scared. Im alert. I'm ready..to unleash..Hell! The scene then fades to black as Kurt stands up, leaving the room.
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Post by "HBK" Shawn Michaels on Jul 23, 2007 2:14:31 GMT -5
Main Event:vs. vs. Kurt Angle vs. Randy Orton vs. Triple H(Triple Threat Match)Faintly playing, and then suddenly blaring through the arena, "Burn In My Light" by Mercy Drive plays. The crowd begins to boo in disgust as "The Legend Killer, Randy Orton, steps through the curtain. with a cocky smile across his face, Randy steps forward and raises his arms parallel to the ground. A shimmering wall of golden pyros falls behind him, almost as if it were raining gold. The sparks suddenly stop, and Randy lowers his arms.Howard Finkel: The following Main Event is scheduled for one fall and is a Triple Threat Match. Introducing first from St. Louis, Missouri weighing in at 265lbs, Randy Orton.Randy slowly makes his way down the ramp. He smiles at his cheering, fans, showing his apprecitation for them. Randy then smiles and quickly runs up the steps. He enters the ring and throws up his arms once more. He slowly turns, showing off his chiseled body to all of the admiring ladies. With the same cocky smile across his face Orton points to the stage. The sound of Mercy Drive slowly fades away, as he awaits the arrival of his opponents.The lights dim as a spotlight shines down on the stage. "My Quest" suddenly begins playing, red, white, and blue lasers going every which way. Kurt Angle tears through the curtain, stepping onto the stage. His head covered by the hood of his jacket. His waist covered in twenty-five pounds of World Heavyweight Championship gold. Angle snatches his hood from his head, holding his arms out. Pyrotechnics explode on both side sof the stage.Howard Finkel: Now introducing his opponent, hailing from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania and weighing in at 250lbs. He's our Olympic Gold Hero and our current World Heavyweight Champion. Kurt Angle!Angle walks down the ramp, stepping through the smoke. Angle makes his way down the ramp, patting his belt, appreciating it. Angle quickly climbs up the steps and enters the ring. Orton remains in his corner, eyes focused on Angle, a man he was supposed to fight for thr World Heavyweight Championship back in December. Angle removes his jacket and tosses it to the outside. The referee then begins to unfasten the World Championship from his waist."Time To Play The Game!!!"A heavily distorted power chord shakes the arena, as Drowning Pool’s “The Game” screams through the arena. The lights have dimmed and green spotlights shine in the arena. "The Cerebral Assassin" slowly steps onto the stage, his head lowered. He pours water over his head, letting it drip off. "The Game" suddenly slings his hair back, looking down at the ring.Howard Finkel: And their opponent, making his way down to the ring. He hails from Greenwich, Conneticut. He weighs in tonight at 240lbs. He's a former World Heavyweight Champion and he is "The Game". He is, Triple H!He takes a sip of water as he begins to make his way down the ramp. Triple H makes his way to the ring and slowly walks up the steps. He pours water over his head and takes a gulp into his mouth. He tosses the empty bottle into the crowd and takes center position on the apron. He looks at the crowd and sprays his water in the air above him. He looks back at the crowd and sprays the excess at them. He turns around and looks at his opponents. Triple H climbs in and stares at his combatants. All three men are set in seperate corners as Referee Mike Chioda singals for the bell. the bell sounds and this match is underway."Ding, Ding, Ding!"Randy Orton rushes over to Angle and nails him with a forearm. Angle stumbles back into the corner as Orton begins to lay down the boots into Angle's chest. Orton quickly remembers Triple H and quickly turns around. Triple H is still in his corner and puts his hands up saying, "Hey, he's all yours." Orton nods and begins to lay the boots back into Angle. Chioda pulls Orton away and regains control.
Orton walks over to Angle to pick him up but Angle lifts the foot and nails Orton right between the eyes. Orton stumbles backwards and checks his forehead for blood. Orton turns around to catch a raging clothesline from Angle out of the corner. Angle pumps himself up and looks at Triple H. Triple H turns back at him and claps his hands in a sarcastic way. Angle walks over to Triple H and exchanges a few words with him. Triple H tells him to, "Go over and get Orton" and pokes Angle on his chest. Angle denies Triple H and pokes him back.
Triple H strokes his beard and shoves Angle a bit. Angle turns and shoves Triple H even harder. Triple H is fired up and shoves Angle with all his might sending Angle crashing to the canvas. Triple H walks right over to Angle and picks him up. Triple H picks Angle up and gives him an inverted Atomic Drop. Chidoa walks over to Triple H and warns him but Triple H doesn't listen. Angle is over in the corner, trying to pick himself up. Angle finally gets himself up and turns around to a Knee Lift from Triple H right to the face. Angle grabs his face in pain as Triple H taunts him, pumping himself up. Triple H's power burst is short lived as Randy Orton comes out of nowhere and delivers a neckbreaker to Triple H. Orton gets on Triple H's back and gives him a chokehold. Triple H tries to fight it, but Orton won't budge. Triple H's eyes seem to glaze over, but Angle gets up and delivers a clothesline to Orton. Angle looks at Orton and picks him up. Angle gives Orton a body slam next to the corner and motions to climb up top. The crowd goes for it as he makes it to the top. Angle notices Triple H getting up and stumbling around. Angle sees the Triple H is turning torwards him as he changes direction and gives Triple H a cross body. Triple H reverses it and grabs the tights.."1...2....2.5...KICKOUT!"Angle kicked out of the pinning combination by Triple H. Triple H argues with Chioda about him counting too slow and catches a kick right to the back of the head. Triple H turns around and walks right into the RKO! Orton quickly covers Triple H!"1...2...2.6...Angle BREAKS UP THE COUNT!"The fans are on their feets! Triple H rolls out of the ring leaving Angle and Orton together. Both men are in opposite corners and rush in to each other, locking up. The power battle is even leaving both men stunned for a second. They look at each other and lock up again. Orton puts a knee lift right into Angles gut causing him to hunch over. Orton delivers a swinging neckbreaker. Orton crawls around Angle,motioning for him to get up to give him the RKO. Angle finally gets to his feet and just as Orton is about to stand up, Triple H grabs him and pulls him to the outside. Both men are exchanging blows right in front of the barrier closest to the cameras. Left by Orton, Right by Triple H. Angle looks and his eyes get big. He bounces off the opposite ropes and dives onto an unexpecting Orton and Triple H. The crowd gets pumped up. All three men are laid out on the outside as Chioda begins to count."1...2...3...4..."Angle is the first man to show some life as he grabs the ring skirt and pulls himself up holding his ribs. Angle puts a hand up and rolls back into the ring. He walks over to the corner as he waits for the count to reach 10."5...6...7...8..."Triple H and Orton begins to pulls themselves up as the look on Angles face is that he has this match won via countout."9...9.9999...."Triple H and Orton barely get back into the ring as Angle has the look of frustration on his face. Orton and Triple H stand to their wobbly feet as Angle goes to Orton to deliver a left. Orton blocks and hits Angle with a right of his own. Angle walks over to Triple H who catches him with a left. Angle stumble back to Orton who gives him one more right. Angle nearly falls on his face as Triple H sends him back at Orton with a left. Orton sends Angle over the ropes with his own momentum. Angle yells at Angle and turns around to a kick to the gut from Triple H. Triple H sets him up for the Pedigree but Orton reverses! Orton instead gives Triple H the back body drop! Orton lays low, waiting for Triple H to get back up. Triple H begins to stand back up as Orton goes for the RKO. Triple H reverses sending him into the ropes. Angle grabs Orton's shoe tripping him. Orton kicks Angle, sending him back down to the floor. Orton turns back around to a kick in the midsection from Triple H. Triple H sets him up for another Pedigree. This time Triple H nails it. Triple H rolls Orton over, hooks the leg..."1...2...Angle Breaks The Count!!!"Making it just in time, Angle dives on top of Triple H, breaking up the pin. Angle pulls Triple H, drilling him across the face with lefts and rights. Triple H slowly stumbles backwards, and angle shoves him off the ropes behind him. Triple H comes back... Angle Slam! Triple H rolls under the ropes, pulling himself up on the apron. Orton comes charging across the ring... Angle ducks!!! Orton shoves Triple H off the apron! Orton bounces back off the ropes... Angle Slam!!! Angle hooks the leg.......1.....2....3!!!"Howard Finkel: Here is your winner, Kurt Angle!!! As the bell sounds, Angle's hand is raised by the referee. Triple H suddenly slides in with the sledge hammer. he swings... Angle ducks... Triple H connects with Orton!!! Orton goes down hard. Angle grabs hold of the hammer, taking it from Triple H. Angle drills him in the stomach and tosses the hammer out. Triple H suddenly dives at Angle, only to be caught in his arms... Overhead belly to belly! Triple H soars over Angle's head, rolling out of the ring. Just as Angle thinks he is done, CM Punk comes storming down the ramp, Mr. Kennedy following close behind. Punk hits the ring, going right at Angle. They begin exchanginh blows, decking eachother with all they've got. Kennedy hits the ring, nailing Angle across the back. As Punk and Kennedy hammer away at Angle he suddenly burts up, shoving them both off. Punk comes after him... Angle Slam! Kenney goes for a kick. Angle catches his foot, flipping him over. Ankle Lock!!! Angle twists Kennedy's ankle, attempting to break it. Angle twists and twists, standing in the middle of the ring with the ankle lock locked in on Kennedy. As Angle thinks he is home free someone leaps from the crowd. It is Chris Jericho, slinding into the rin behind Angle. Low Blow! No! Angle blocks it by putting his knees together!Angle releases the hold, shoving Kennedy out of the way. Angle suddenly snaps around, knocking Jericho upside the head. Jericho stumbles back as Angle unleashes blow after blow on him. Angle then suddenly grabs hold of Jericho . . . Angle Slam! Jericho hits the mat hard and rolls out of the ring. Angle motions for his title and holds it high above his head. As he does so, Shawn Michaels stands on the stage, his arms crossed, his face smiling. The question left in our minds is, "Could this be what's going to happen to the at Highway To Hell?" [/color] [/center]
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Post by Cactus Jack on Jul 23, 2007 2:33:10 GMT -5
Good show. Gonna be a fun PPV.
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Post by Mr. Kennedy on Jul 23, 2007 7:18:22 GMT -5
Wow, the PPV is going to be stellar. Very good show guys! Thank you!
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Post by randyortoniscool on Jul 23, 2007 10:17:11 GMT -5
Good Write Up. Nice match with you Sam X.
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Post by "The Game" Triple H on Jul 23, 2007 10:50:01 GMT -5
Great show. You got my weight wrong by a few 30 pounds though, lol.
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Post by "The Viper" Randy Orton on Jul 23, 2007 11:18:42 GMT -5
Very nice show guys. Loved it.
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Post by ericyoung on Jul 24, 2007 7:58:08 GMT -5
Cena Carlito You will pay for that
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Post by "The Superbeast" Brandovirus on Jul 28, 2007 8:45:38 GMT -5
What do you mean immitates what used to be the NwO? Aren't they still here in SNME? lol, anyways it was still a great show! Good job!
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Post by "HBK" Shawn Michaels on Jul 28, 2007 15:51:08 GMT -5
NWO is dead dude. There has been no mention of them since the last PPV. Same with DX.
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