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Post by "HBK" Shawn Michaels on Aug 7, 2007 0:58:47 GMT -5
Saturday Night's Main Event: Redefined TVLIVE! From University Arena in Albuquerque, New Mexico!8/4/07A video package of some of SNME's greatest moments begins to play along with "To Be Loved" by Papa Roach. The video suddenly shatters as we are taken live into the University Arena in Albuquerque, New Mexico! 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 Saturday Night's Main Event! As always, I'm Joey Styles . . .
Owens: And I'm Austin Owens. Ladies and gentlemen, if you missed Highway To Hell you might as well pull the trigger! Because it was in-fucking-sane! That's right! You heard me! I said it! Go ahead and bleep it out all you want!
Styles: Alright, you've had enough to drink tonight . . . Well folks, Owens is right, Highway To Hell was incredible. We started off the night seeing Kane become the number one contender to the Custom Championship, then we moved on to see Sam X and Mick Foley dish it out in one of the most hardcore matches I've seen here in SNME.
Owens: But don't forget about Carlito and John Cena beating three other teams to retain the World Tag Team Championships! And then . . . Then, we saw Sting out smart that meathead, Chris Masters!
Styles: Well folks, as you saw, Kurt Angle successfuly defended his World Heavyweight Championship. That's right! Kurt Angle defeated five other men to retain his title. But, if you missed it, you can be sure to catch all of the encore presentations. Your local cable provider should have those available to you. So order it!
Owens: Now! . . . Bitches! A massive countdown appears on the screen as the lights dim, and the crowd goes into a booing frenzy as the camera zooms up and into the timer, counting down from 5, 4, 3, 2…….Y2J! The timer stops and we see Jericho’s entrance video on the screen, until a massive explosion rocks the foundations of the arena, and the camera cuts back out and catches the outstretched outline of a figure. As Saliva's "King Of My World" music begins to play, Chris spins around, pumping his elbows into his torso. Chris stands atop the ramp in red tights lined with barbwire, smirking at the fans, who are still booing for him. Chris slowly makes his way down the ramp, climbing the steps and quickly entering the ring. As Jericho paces the ring he asks for a microphone. He quickly snatches it from Finkel, shooing him off. Jericho's music slowly begins to fade away as the lights return to normal. Jericho looks left at the crowd . . . He then looks right at the crowd . . ."Jericho Sucks! Jericho Sucks!"
Jericho: Alright, you assclowns! I've enough of that crap already!
"Jericho Sucks! Jericho Sucks!"
Jericho: Really cute, really . . . It is. But, is that all you damn wet backs can say? Huh? We are in Albuquerque, New Mexico . . . Aren't we?The crowd begins cheering at the mention of the name of their town.Jericho: I don't know what you're cheering for . . . As I look around, all I see is a bunch if illegal aliens. This place is completely pathetic! That is why I asked for the night off. But, speaking of that . . . In asking for the night off I was forced to speak to someone I'm not very happy with at the moment, Shawn Michaels . . . Yeah, you heard me, Shawn Michaels. He may be my boss, but dammit, I've busted my ass for this company for far too long! Shawn, at Highway To Hell, it was you who screwed Chris Jericho from becoming World Heavyweight Champion . . . It was you who caused me to break the Walls of Jericho that I had so tightly locked onto Kennedy . . . You, Michaels . . . Because of you I am missing something I WANT!Pounding drums suddenly fill the arena, bringing every fan in the building to their feet. "Sexy Boy" blares over the P.A. System as "The Heart Break Kid" Shawn Michaels comes tearing through the curtain. Shawn is dressed in a white t-shirt, blue jeans, and cowboy boots. Shawn dances across the stage, getting the crowd going nuts. In the ring, however, Jericho does not seem very happy. As Shawn beigns prancing down the ramp, Jericho rolls his eyes and begins pacing back and fourth around the ring. Shawn high-fives a few fans and then makes his way up the steps. He cautiously enters the ring, keeping both eyes locked on Jericho. Afterall, Jericho could make an irrational choice at any moment, knowing it was Shawn who screwed him out of winning the World Heavyweight Championship at Highway To Hell. Shawn takes a microphone, then takes his place in the center of the ring.Shawn: Jericho! Shut . . . Your . . . Mouth! I have had to put up with your complaining for far too long! I've done it for over 2 years now . . . And I'll put up with it no more. Now listen . . .
Jericho: No, you listen! You screwed me out of winning the Elimination Chamber! You screwed me out of being able to claim myself as the greatest wrestler on this earth . . . You son of a . . .
Shawn: Chris . . . I suggest you choose your next words very wisely . . . I am your boss, and I do have control of your contract.
Jericho: Boss? Are you kidding me? I could care less about you being my damn boss, you pompous ass, son of a bitch! Are you blind Michaels? Are you deaf? Did you not hear what I just said?
Shawn: I heard you Jericho . . .
Jericho: Let me make it a little more clear . . . It was YOU, who screwed me in the ELIMINATION CHAMBER! You, MICHAELS! What do you have to say about that? Huh? Answer me!
Shawn: . . .
Jericho: Just as I thought . . . Too afraid to stand up. Always backing down . . . How about this Shawn. How about you and me . . . Summer Meltdown?The crowd suddenly erupts at the mention of Shawn Michaels versus Chris Jericho at Summer Meltdown. Afterall, it is a dream match. Jericho looks at Shawn. Shawn looks back at him smirkingly.Jericho: What do ya' say? Huh, Michaels? You gonna' answer me? You're a coward huh? Scared that I might beat you? Afraid that you're not good enough to compete in a match with someone like me? Gettin' old?Jericho looks at Shawn, laughing at the insults he just sent his way. As emotionless as ever, Shawn looks on at Jericho. No smirk on his face. No sign of any emotion whatsoever. Shawn suddenly drops his microphone, turning towards the ropes. Shawn steps through the ropes and onto the floor. He slowly begins to make his way up the ramp, Jericho making a mockery of him. As Shawn disappears through the curtain, Jericho is ushered out of the ring by boos and all sorts of garbage being tossed at him. A full cup or coke hits him, he quickly covers his head. As Jericho runs up the ramp being pelted by food and drink, we cut to commercial break. vs. "The Legend Killer" Randy Orton vs. "The Masterpiece" Chris MastersThe oh so familiar drum roll of the Masterpiece's theme music hits the PA system, marking the arrival of the challenger. With all of the lights in the arena turned off, and only the glare from the tron illuminating the entire arena, it's hard to see anything. Just then, a spotlight from over head shines down, revealing the Masterpiece on the top of the stage. He's down on one knee, in the thinking man's pose. His hand on his chin, and cape resting all around him unti lhe stands up. His burgundy velvet cape slides slowly off of his shoulders, revealing his chisled features that were hidden underneath. To the beat of the drums, he flexes as the pyro behind him glistens his every muscle. The women in attendace cheer widly as the challenger smiles, knowing he's the envy of every man in the building. Finally the pyro and rums are done, and he walks down the ramp, calmy and collectively. He throws his hands up, yelling something about how he's going to be the winner. After rolling into the ring, the lights shut off once more.
An unfamiliar guitar riff is heard. The fans turn their attention to the ramp, wondering who it might be. Staind's "Run Away" suddenly begins playing, bringing out "The Legend Killer" Randy Orton. The fans begin cheering for Orton, welcoming him. Orton stands on the stage, suddenly raising his arms. A golden wall of sparks begins to fall behind him. Orton lowers his arms, that same cocky smirk as always across his face. Orton slowly makes his way down the ramp, looking at the thousands of fans cheering for him. Randy rolls into the ring, and raises his arms in the air again as the music dies down and the lights change to normal.“Ding……Ding….Ding…….”Orton and Masters circle each other in the ring. They go for a lock up, each man trying to wrestle each other down. Masters out powers Orton and forces him into a headlock. Chris pulls at Orton’s head, trying to make him tap out. Randy manages to shove Chris off his head, and pushes him against the ropes. Masters comes bouncing off the ropes, and back to Orton who shoulder blocks him onto the mat. Randy bounces off the ropes, and goes for an elbow, but Chris rolls out of the ring, drawing boos from many of the fans. Orton slides out of the ring, and grabs Chris by the hair. Randy slams Master’s face onto the top of the barricade, then rolls him back into the ring harshly. Orton follows Chris in, and begins stomping on him in the middle of the ring. Orton finally relents, and lifts the Masterpiece to his feet. Orton goes for a clothesline, but Chris ducks under it, and clobbers Orton on the back. Randy drops the the mat and Chris covers.“1…..2….”Randy kicks out at two! Masters starts to argue with the ref as Randy makes his way up. Orton rolls Chris up as he is distracted with the referee! “1….2…”Chris gets the shoulder up! Orton and Masters both get to their feet. Masters swings, Orton ducks! Uppercut! Another one! Masters stumbles back. Dropkick from Orton, sending Chris backwards and falling through the ropes. Randy runs and baseball slides Chris in the face, sending him falling onto the mat. Randy picks Chris up, and goes to slam his head on the barricade, but Masters counters, and whips Orton into the steps! Randy connects with the steel in a sickening thud as Masters catches his breath. Randy clutches his back in agony as Chris wanders back over to him, with fel intent on his mind. Masters picks Orton up, and grabs him horizontally to his chest. Chris, with one motion of power, slams Randy’s back into the apron, and then rolls him back into the ring. Masters walks up the steps, then poses for the crowd, drawing in many boos. Chris steps in, and stomps on Randy’s back, driving his boot with force. Masters lifts Orton up, and whips him across the ropes. Orton comes rebounding back, Masters goes for a clothesline, but Randy ducks. Orton bounces off again, and hits a flying clothesline on Masters! Orton is back to his feet and is pumped! Masters gets up, Orton drops him with a clothesline! Randy climbs up to the top rope, and waits for Chris. Masters gets to his feet, FROGGY CROSSBODY! Orton covers.“1…..2…..”Masters kicks out! Orton picks Chris up, and wrenches his neck around his back………inverted back breaker! Orton now begins to stalk Chris, getting ready for the RKO. Masters gets up….. RK…..NO! Chris pushes Orton away, and sends him across the ring. Orton comes back, and Masters lays him out with a clothesline. Chris picks Randy up and shoves him into the corner. Masters begins pummeling Orton with rights and lefts, much to the concern of the referee. Chris finally stops as the ref threatens him with disqualification. Randy looks dazed in the corner as Masters grabs him by the head, and drops him with a scoop slam! Masters then elbow drops Orton, and pins him. “1…..2…..”Kick out! Randy gets his shoulder up much to Master’s dismay. Chris lifts Randy to his feet, and signals for the Masterlock! Chris grabs one of Orton’s arms and….NO! Randy spins! RKO! RKO ON MASTERS!“1…..2…..3!”Fink: HERE IS YOUR WINNER, RANDY ORTON!Orton climbs up to the top rope, and raises his hands up in the air, and we cut to a commercial break.We quickly cut backstage. Todd Grisham is standing by with Mr. Kennedy, dressed in his black suit. As we look on at Kennedy we see that he his left eye is blackened and a bandage is across his forehead.Todd Grisham: Ladies and gentlemen, as you can see, I am standing by with Mr. Kennedy, the man who was last to be eliminated in the Elimination Chamber. Now, Kennedy, what are your thoughts on what happened at Highway To Hell?
Kennedy: My thoughs? Todd . . . You want my thoughts? I'll tell you exactly what they are! Kurt, you got lucky! If you had been in the chamber for a little longer, and had to endure all the punishment I had to . . . You wouldn't be World Heavyweight Champion . . . Now, it's been a week since the Elimination Chamber, but dammit . . . I still feel the effects. I'm still hurting. But, don't think for one second, one fragile of a second, that Kennedy isn't going to be striking back. Angle, you escaped defeat in the Chamber, but tonight my friend . . . You will not be so luck as to do that again!
Todd Grisham: Uhh, Mr. Kennedy . . . Besides what happened at Highway To Hell, there has been recent rumors of Vince McMahon filing a lawsuit against you. Is this true?
Kennedy: Haha . . . Is it true? You're damn right it's true. Vince McMahon, the power hungry mongrul that he is, is infact filing a lawsuit against me. Ya' see . . . It wasn't me . . . It wasn't Mr. Kennedy who first attacked . . . It was Vince McMahon who attacked me! That's right! Vince attacked me, fooling me into believing he was going to be my manager . . . Vince, I'll tell you what you can do with that lawsuit . . . But now, I've got to go get ready for my match tonight . . . Something you're not having to do. I'm outta' here! This interview is over!Kennedy shoves Todd Grisham out of the way, causing him to stumble back. Todd looks on as Kennedy leaves the scene, obviously pissed off. A big black limo speeds up in the parking lot, and comes to a screeching halt in front of the door to the arena. The door opens up, and Kurt Angle steps out. Angle is dressed in a nice Armani Suit, and has the World Title draped across his shoulder. Angle takes a deep breath, then walks into the arena, ready for anything.
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Post by "HBK" Shawn Michaels on Aug 7, 2007 1:01:32 GMT -5
vs. Kammy vs. Stephanie McMahon(Women's Championship)Howard Finkel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is for the Women's Championship!Standing in the ring already is Stephanie McMahon. Stephanie looks ready to fight, it being her debut match and all. As the fans patiently wait, the lights dim and "What Kammy Wants, Kammy Gets" echos through the arena. Through the curtain steps the Women's Champion, Kammy. Dressed in a new pink and black ring attire, Kammy stands on te stage, holding her title high in the air.Howard Finkel: Making her way to the ring, she is the reigning Women's Champion . . . Kammy!As Kammy makes her way down the ramp she locks eyes with Stephanie, letting her know that she means business. She quickly reaches the ring, running up the steps. Kammy quickly enters the ring, taking center position in the ring. As the spotlights shine down on her she lifts her Women's Championship high, showing it off for everyone to see. She then walks towards the ropes, bending forwards over them, giving the boys just a little peak. As she turns around to face her opponent she winks at the men cheering for her. Kammy hands her title over to the referee who shows it to Stephanie. He hands the belt to someone outside the ring and calls for the bell."Ding, Ding, Ding!"The bell sounds and this contest is under way. Kammy steps forward, taunting Steph. Steph takes off, charging at Kammy. Kammy steps to the side, clotheslineing Steph. Steph, almost flipping into the air, goes down hard, landing strangely on her neck. As Stephanie crawls across the mat, Kammy begins putting the boots to her, stomping and stomping. Kammy quickly pulls her up, whipping her into the ropes. Steph hits the ropes, firing back at Kammy . . . Kammy ducks under an attempted clothesline . . . Dropkick! Stephanie falls to the ground, Kammy diving on top of her, throwing fists of fury. The referee quickly begins counting, yelling for Kammy to let up on Steph."1 . . . 2 . . . 3 . . . 4 . . ."Kammy stands up, bringing her hands ot her side. The referee begins to push her back, but as for good measure she delivers one final blow, driving her boot right into Stephanie's mid-section. Stephanie slowly pulls herself up, holding her stomach. She quickly shakes off the pain, looking Kammy in the eyes. Stephanie motions for Kammy, hoping that she'll come at her. Kammy, taking the bait comes at her, swinging. Stephanie blocks each punch, nailing Kammy in the gut with a knee. Kammy bends forwards, holding her stomach. Stephanie goes for a DDT, only for Kammy to twist her arm around, reversing it . . . Kammy Kutter! Stephanie falls limp the mat as Kammy drops to her knees. She quickly hooks the leg, covering her."1 . . . 2 . . . 3!"
Howard Finkel: Here is your winner, and still Women's Champion . . . Kammy!"What Kammy Wants, Kammy Gets" begins to play once more, Kammy standing tall in the ring. The referee hands her the Women's Championship, raising her other hand to signal the victory. As Kammy celebrates two unrecognizable women jump the crowd barricade. The two women, slide into the ring, quckly drilling Kammy across the back with hard hits. Kammy stumbles forwards, heading into the corner. As Victoria and Hott Stuff deliver blow after blow, Kammy drops her title, taking the beating. Kammy tries to fight back, two women too much for her to handle. Someone suddenly comes charging down the ramp . . . Amy Weber! Amy slides into the ring, snatching Hott Stuff away from Kammy. Amy pummels her to the ground, drilling her with lefts and rights. As Amy takes care of Hott Stuff, Kammy blocks a left from Victoria. Kammy fires backm drilling Victoria with all she has. Victoria quickly begins to stumble backwards, leaning against the ropes. Amy stands up, locking hands with Kammy. They charge forward . . . Double Clothesline! Victoria flips over the top rope, hitting the ground hard. Across the ring, Hott Stuff slowly stands up. Amy and Kammy charge her . . . Double Dropkick! Hott Stuff stumbles backwards, falling through the ropes and to the outside. Kammy and Amy stand in the center of the ring, the crowd cheering them on. But they don't hug or shake hands. Both women lock eyes, cautiously watching the other. As they continue to stare eachother down we quickly cut to commercial break.The screen turns black, before fading into the view of a hospital room. A woman can be seen, pushing and screaming, trying to get a baby out. The screen gets foggy, as a voice rings over the speakers. "They say Greatness is Achieved. They say greatness...is earned. But for one man....he was born that way."The screen regains its clearness as the baby has been delivered. It has a weird glow to it. The light coming from the baby, grows brighter and brighter, until it finally engulfs the screen. "At Summer Meltdown....Greatness....Is.....REBORN...." The screne abruptly turns back to black, as the image of a man with a faint aura walks slowly towards the screen. In blood splattered letters, a name is scribbled across the screen. The man keeps walking, as the screen turns completely black. All the fans are left with, are the words that read... "Joey Leone" vs. Shannon Moore vs. American DragonFinkel: The Next Match is for one fall and is the debut of two superstars. First off, making his way to the ring, hailing from Cameron, North Carolina, "The Prince of Punk", Shannon Moore!"Chicken Huntin" by ICP plays as Shannon comes out from the curtains. His face is covered in Black Make-up and lipstick as he trots down the ramp. He climbs the steps and get's on the post and raises his arms in a "Peace Sign". He jumps in the ring and takes off his coat as he runs against the ropes. Waiting for this mystery oppenent."It's the Final Countdown!"Fans blast into cheer, as the "American Dragon" Bryan Danielson comes out from the curtains. The arena goes black as smoke raises from the ring and ramp. He raises his arms as he looks out into the crowd, with lasers shotting blue and orange everywhere. He walks down the rampFinkel: And his oppenent, hailing from Aberdeen, Washington, he is the "American Dragon", Bryan Danielson!Danielson stops at the end of the ramp and look again out at the crowd as he slides in the ring. He jumps on the Buckle and raises his arms, as the camera cuts as Shannon grinning. Danielson hops down and stares at Shannon. "Ding..........Ding...........Ding"Dragon runs at Moore, but Moore dodges and begins to lay punches at Dragon from the back. Hitting him in the back of the head. He whips Dragon into the buckle, as Moore backs up to the other side of the ring. He then charges at Dragon, but Dragon get's out and Moore goes head first into the pole. Dragon grabs him, and hit's him a couple times. He picks him up, Backdrop! Moore falls, as Dragon springs back up. He stomps at Moore, as he then picks him up. He hooks him from the back again and throws him up for a German Suplex but Moore flips out of it, and instead dropkicks Dragon in the legs. Dragon falls face down, as Shannon jumps right into a pin."1............"Dragon kicks out as Moore picks him up. He picks him up with a Suplex and hit it perfectly. He picks up Dragon and throws him over the ropes, as he stumbles to the ground. Shannon raises his arms as Danielson begins to get up. He runs across the ropes then back again, springing himself at Dragon. Dragon hits back-first into the turnbuckle. Shannon raises up holding his head, as he kicks Dragon in the mouth a couple of times. He picks him up again, and slides him into the ring. Shannon leaps onto the top of the ropes and hits a leg drop onto Dragon. He goes for the cover."1................2........." Moore kicks out, as Dragon steps on his back as for a Surfboard, he locks it as Moore will not tap. He tries to roll around, but it is locked tightley. Moore scrambles somehow, and laches on Dragon's foot, tripping him. He hops onto him and lays punches into his head. He picks up Dragon once again, but Dragon hits a strong uppercut and whips Moore into the ropes, he throws a boot, but Moore dodges, he runs at Dragon and hits a Spinning Wheel Kick. Knocking both men down. He rolls over on top of Dragon."1...............2......."Dragon kicks out once again, Moore kicks at Dragon in the ribs. He picks him up, and puts him under his arm, Spike DDT by Moore. He rolls over Dragon, as Moore jumps onto the buckle. But Dragon jumps up and runs at him, hitting a Belly-to-Belly off the Buckle. Both men fall as Moore holds his back."1............2..............3............4"Dragon jumps up and picks up Moore, he motions and everyone knows what he is doing, he picks him Moore, but Moore flips out. But Dragon elbows him in the head, and picks him up once again, a Dragon Suplex connects. Dragon scurries for a pin on Moore."1..............2......"Moore kicks out with the energy he has left, as Dragon jumps with two feet onto Moore's back. He picks him up and throws him into the turnbuckle, he charges and hits a "Roaring Elbow". Moore's teeth fall into the back of his head, and open's up a cut on his head. Moore is now bleeding. Dragon hits 3 Punches and 2 knees in Moore's gut, and places him on the top. Dragon flips up and a Hurricaranna connect from the top rope. Moore lie as Dragon picks up Moore, he throws him into the other Turnbuckle. But Moore stumbles the Referee, Dragon not paying attention charges and blast the Ref with a boot. Dragon is stunned and looks down to see if he is OK. Moore slides out of the and slides out a chair from under the ring. He slides back into the ring and reaches into his pocket.Moore: "Hey Dragon!"Dragon turns around as Moore throws a white powder into his eyes, Moore lifts the chair and blast him in the head. He throws it out of the ring, as he picks up the referee. He climbs up the turnbuckle, still bledding badly. He points at the sky, as Dragon lifts himself up. Moore goes backwards and flips through the air. He falls onto Dragon with a "Halo"! Moore gets up dazed, and falls onto Dragon."1.................2.............3!!!"The Referee picks up a lifeless Shannon as he raises his arm. "Chicken Huntin" echos throughtout the arena as many people Boo, some cheer. Shannon slaps his chest and shouts "2BME" as he looks at Dragon. Dragon is getting up, as Moore looks at him with rage. He slides out of the ring and picks up another chair, he slides back in as Dragon begins to get up, Shannon throws the chair at him knocking him down. He gets back on the buckle, and signals and flips through the air and connects with a flipping neckbreaker or a "Mooregasm" to Dragon onto the chair, a slit of blood falls from the side of his head. As Moore takes the chair, and exits the ring. As he walks up the ramp holding the chair in his grasp shouting to the crowd diffrent things, as we cut to commerical."He's Coming . . ."
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Post by "HBK" Shawn Michaels on Aug 7, 2007 1:31:57 GMT -5
vs. Chris "Big Mack" Black vs. "The Superbeast" BrandovirusWe cut to the ring where Chris Black stands. He waits anxiously until Brando's music blares over the arena. Pyros explode, and Brando bursts onto the ramp. The Superbeast charges to the ring, and immediately begins pummeling Black.Brando immediately is on the big man, driving massive fists into Black. The ref tells Superbeast to stop, and only at the count of 4 does Brando relent. Superbeast drives more boots into Blacks stomach, then lifts Chris up. Brando grabs him by the throat with both hands, and with one move of immense power, picks him up, and slams him back down on the mat. Brando hooks the leg, and finishes this squash match."1.....2....3"Fink: HERE IS YOUR WINNER, BRANDOVIRUS! The camera zooms in on Brando, letting the victory sink in. The camera then looks down, showing the still layed out Chris Black.We cut to HBK's office where Sam X stands. The Custom Title is draped around his shoulder. X looks tense, if not angry. HBK sits at his desk, staring at papers. Sam looks eagerly upon him. Shawn finally looks up at Sam and sighs. HBK: Kid, I'm sorry to do this, but after what you did to Mick Foley at Highway to Hell, I have no choice but to strip you of the Custom Title.Sam seethes in anger at this, and takes the Custom Title off his shoulder. He looks into it, at his own reflection.HBK: Sam, you have alot of potential, but after beating Foley into a bloody pulp, I can't let you remain champion.
Sam: I see, because I am better then everyone else who is going after this low card piece of trash. Want my title? Fine, take it. But I am not going to lead this pack anymore. No, you see, I am joining a new hunt. A more violent hunt, one more suited to my instincts.X drops the title on the floor, and leaves the office. HBK leaves his desk and picks the belt up.HBK: Alrighty. At Meltdown, we will be having a match for this vacant Custom Title. It will be Kane vs the winner of a match next week, which I will not reveal yet.The camera zooms out. We quickly cut to a dark room, not a sound disturbing the silence. A light suddenly flicks on, shining down onto none other than Mick Foley, cuts covering his face and arms from the hell he went through with Sam X at Highway To Hell. But something doesn't look right, Foley seems different, not so happy.Mick Foley: I'm sure you've all witnessed the hell I went through with Sam X last Sunday . . . I'm sure you al cheered as Sam X and I tortured ourselves in that ring . . . But who is the one still feeling the pain? I am! Cuts and bruises line my body . . . Blood pours from them if I move the wrong way . . . Sam X, you took me to my limits at Highway To Hell . . . And I to yours . . . But Sam, our feud is in the past . . . I'm looking towards the future. Now, if you all haven't noticed, there is someone new around here. Someone who has returned to SNME . . . That man is John Bradshaw Layfield . . . Now, JBL made his return, asking for a challenge . . . Well JBL, you've got yourself a challenge. I, Mick Foley am challenging you to a match at Summer Meltdown . . . And if you accept, you'll answer me next week . . . But for now . . . Have a nice day!Foley remains staring into the camera, a sadistic smile across his face. vs. The Undertaker vs. Tank TerrorAs everyone is ready to see "The Deadman" the camera cuts backstage. Someone suddenly comes crashing through a door, falling to the floor. The camera quickly looks down, seeing that it is The Undertaker. Undertaker slowly pulls himself up, but someone comes charging at him. The camera looks around, spotting Tank Terror, a lead pipe in his hand. undertaker stands up, but Tank brings the pipe crashing down on his head. Undertaker falls backwards, landing on a table. Tank drills him with the pipe, over and over, yelling like a mad man. He then tosses the pipe to the side, pulling Taker off the table. Tank positions Taker, suddenly lifting him up . . . Pump-Handle Slam Through The Table! Undertaker lays in a pile of broken table and all sorts of catered food. Referees come rushing onto the scene, asking for Tank to leave. Tank drops to his knees covering Undertaker.Tank Terror: Count the pin!A referee quickly does what Tank says, dropping to his knees and slapping the ground three times.Tank Terror: Hahahaha! Some legend you are, huh? Undertaker! You've just been buried!Tank stands up, his maniacal laugh echoing through the backstage. He storms off, leaving the referees to tend to the hurt Undertaker.
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Post by "HBK" Shawn Michaels on Aug 7, 2007 1:36:20 GMT -5
We cut to CM Punk backstage. Punk sits in his locker room, wearing a black hoody, and has his IC Title draped around his shoulder. Punk looks wearily up to the camera and begins speaking.Punk: This IC Title has been held for generations of those who are bound for greatness. Well right now I see that as false. I was great. I was the longest reigning World Champ, and now look at me. Champion of the mid card. Suddenly, a door bursts open and in storms Sam X. X walks up to Punk and immediately starts talking.Sam: Don't even think about complaining about holding that title. I just got my damn title stripped. Now, I am without anything. But that Intercontinental Championship would be the perfect prey to test my instincts on. How about it Punk, me and you, Summer Meltdown?Punk: Sam, I'll tell you what. I will think about it. I know you are a great wrestler, but I am straight edge, and I'm BETTER than YOU!Punk gets up and leaves the locker room, leaving Sam standing there smiling. We cut to the locker room where Ken Kennedy stands. Kennedy grabs his elbow pads and slowly slides them both on. Kennedy stretches his arms out, then exits his locker room.
We now cut to a dark hallway where Kurt Angle stands, throwing ghost punches. The World Title sits on a bin next to him. Angle finishes punching, and stretches. Finally he takes a deep breath, and walks down the hallway towards the entrance ramp. Main Event:vs. Kurt Angle vs. Mr. Kennedy(Non-Title Match)“Mrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. Keeeeeeeeeeeeeennnnnnnnnnnneeeeeeeddddddyyyyyyyyyy!!!!”Fans 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 two-hundred and forty-four 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!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. Kennedy 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."Ding, Ding, Ding!"The bell sounds to begin the match. Both competitors thrust their bodies forward and lock up with one another. As both men use all of their brute strength Kurt quickly gains the upper hand and shoves Kennedy across the ring. Kennedy rolls to his feet and wipes the sweat from his face. He lets out a smirk and both men circle eachother once again.
Kurt dives for Kennedy's ankle but he snatches it away and drives and elbow into Kurt's neck. Both men quickly stand up again and Kurt looks angered. He slaps both sides of his head and lets out a yell.Angle: Come on Kennedy! Make your move!Kennedy charges at Angle only to be caught in a tight grip. Angle yells and flips Kennedy over his head with a belly to belly suplex. Kennedy is startled as he quickly gets up using the ropes.
He charges towards Angle again with his arm straight out in a clothesline. Angle ducks it and Kennedy bounces off the ropes only to get another belly to belly supplex. Kennedy is quick to his feet as he points to his head meaning he has learned from his mistake.
Kennedy stalks Angle slowly to the center of the ring, Kennedy tries to fall to the ground and grab Angle’s feet but, he misses and Angle quickly jumps to his back. Angle smacks him in the back of the head before jumping up in to the air and crashing on to his lower back.
Angle grabs Kennedy’s arm and twists it, he drops down like a leg drop on to the arm and than locks Kennedy’s arm in between his leg. Kennedy is screaming in pain as the referee asks if he wants to give, Kennedy yells a loud no.
Kurt releases the hold but, is quick to pick Kennedy up. He stands Kennedy up and Irish whips him into the corner. Kurt charges towards Kennedy, but he hops on to the top rope and flips behind Kurt with a moonsault. Kennedy wraps his arms around Kurt’s stomach and hits a reversed northern light suplex.
Kurt’s shoulders are on the ground as the referee jumps over and counts. Kurt is able to kick out and Kennedy begins to argue with the referee it was a three. Kurt takes the opportunity to club Kennedy in the back of the head with his forearm. Kennedy falls into the referee knocking him down. Kennedy holds his head at what he has done as Angle quickly grabs him and hits a German suplex on to Kennedy.
Kennedy rolls to the outside of the ring trying to get a breath but, Angle chances him out. Angle grabs Kennedy by the hair and smashes him face first in to the guard rail. Angle than grabs Kennedy and tosses him in to the steel steps. Kennedy is in pain as Angle goes to pick him up, Kennedy kicks back with his leg, low blowing Angle in defense.
Angle falls to the ground in extreme pain as Kennedy reaches under the ring and grabs a…baseball bat! Kurt Angle is attempting to fight the pain as he tries to get up using the steps; Kennedy swings the bat towards Angle, Angle ducks and the bat hits the steps causing a loud bang.
Kennedy drops the bat and goes to pick up Angle. Angle elbows him in the gut and than chop blocks him to the ground. Angle hits violent forearms to the head of Kennedy splitting him open. Angle then tosses Kennedy in the ring. Angle slides in to the ring and picks Kennedy up. He slams him head first in to the turnbuckle and than hits him with a dropkick. Angle slams Kennedy in to the middle and then climbs the ropes.
Angle is now on the top rope with his back facing the ring. He turns his head to check on Kennedy before he leaps backwards with a moonsault. Kennedy at the last second is able to move out of the way causing Angle to belly flop the ring. Kennedy quickly locks in the Octopus hold.
Kennedy’s legs are like snakes the way they just grip Angle so tight, Angle screams in pain as the referee (just recovering) goes and checks on Angle. Angle won’t give and Kennedy is getting frustration. Kennedy picks Angle up and tosses him on to his shoulders in the fireman’s carry. Suddenly, Kennedy drops Angle down in a sit down power bomb position and the crowd goes nuts.
Kennedy goes for the cover, the referee starts to count, but after two Angle shoots his shoulder up. Kenedy gets up and hits Angle with a leg drop and than follows it up to an elbow to the nose. Kennedy picks Angle up and sets him on the ropes. Kennedy bounces off the opposite set of ropes and towards Angle with a clothesline knocking both men out of the ring.
Kennedy is quickly up as he jumps on the aprons. As Angle begins to get up Kennedy jumps to the top rope and springs backwards with his elbow out. The Asian Elbow Drop misses however as Angle side steps it. Angle looks at Kennedy as he screams in pain and laughs.
Angle grabs Kennedy and tosses him in to the ring. Kurt Angle picks Kennedy up and places him on the top rope. Angle climbs on to the top rope and positions Kennedy in a double underhook and than flings him backwards. Kennedy goes flying across the ring and lands head first on the canvas. Angle who also fell from the move is quick on his feet as he locks on the Ankle Lock.
Kennedy is in extreme pain as he looks like he is about to tap. However Kennedy over turns the move and kicks Angle right in the jaw causing him to fall out of the ring. Kennedy climbs to the top rope and than jumps on to Angle with a splash. The crowd goes nuts as Kennedy and Angle lay on the floor. The referee starts his ten counts."One….Two….Three…..Four…."Angle and Kennedy are both back on their feet and both men roll into the ring. Kennedy charges at Angle but, Angle side steps again and hits Kennedy with a Belly to Belly suplex. Angle than locks in the Devil's Lock and Kennedy is in extreme pain. Kennedy is able to grab the ropes how ever and Angle breaks the hold.
Angle takes both his straps off singling the end. As Angle turns around Kennedy hits him with a round house kick causing Angle to fall to the mat. Kennedy jumps to the top rope and goes for the moonsault. Angle moves out of the way and Kennedy lands chest first onto the mat. Angle quickly sneaks up behind him and hits the Angle Slam. After a few seconds Angle crawls over to Kennedy and puts him arm on top of his body. As the referee is about to make the count the lights flicker off.
Thunder begins to overtake the arena. Lightning flashes. The sound of fighting can be heard in the ring. The lights remain off, no one knowing what on earth is happening in that ring. The lights suddenly flash back on. Kennedy and Angle lay in the ring, covered in their own blood. A black baseball bat lay in the center of the ring. The crowd looks on, knowing what has just happened must have been the cause of someone . . . Someone that carries around a black bat and is welcomed by thunder and lightning. The SNME logo flashes across the screen as the show fades to black.
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Post by jbp on Aug 7, 2007 10:32:54 GMT -5
So no winner out of me and Kennedy? Bullshit.
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Post by "HBK" Shawn Michaels on Aug 7, 2007 11:23:23 GMT -5
How is that bullshit?
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Post by "The Viper" Randy Orton on Aug 7, 2007 11:51:02 GMT -5
Really nice Show HBK.
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Post by "HBK" Shawn Michaels on Aug 7, 2007 12:23:44 GMT -5
Thanks.
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Post by "The Superbeast" Brandovirus on Aug 8, 2007 19:57:19 GMT -5
I quite loved the show. Especially the main event was interesting! Oh, I wonder who could of attacked them? I think I know lol
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