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Post by "HBK" Shawn Michaels on Sept 17, 2007 1:12:39 GMT -5
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Post by "HBK" Shawn Michaels on Sept 17, 2007 1:24:36 GMT -5
Saturday Night's Main Event: Redefined TVLIVE! From The Savannah Civic Center in Savannah, Georgia!9/15/07A video package of some of SNME's greatest moments begins to play along with "Given Up" by Linkin Park. The video suddenly shatters as we are taken live into the Savannah Civic Center in Savannah, Georgia! 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.Joey Styles: Welcome, to another night of Saturday Night's Main Event Wrestling. And folks, what a night we have ahead of us. In this one night we will find out who will be facing the Intercontinental Champion, Joey Leone, at The Last Stop.
Austin Owens: And also, we'll be finding out who's gonna ge tot face the Custom Champion, Bryan Danielson on that same night. Joey, I can't wait to get this night started.
Styles: Well Austin, in just a few minutes we're gonna be kicking things off and getting to some action in the ring.
Owens: And don't forget, we're gonna see the TV debut of the Hooliganz and Team Anarchy. Joey, I can't wait to see how well these two teams are. Afterall, Carlito and Cena were looking for some competition.
Styles: Well Austin let's . . . The theme music of Kurt Angle explodes over the PA System. Looking as confident and focused as ever he appears on the entrance ramp with the World Heavyweight Title strapped securely around his waist. He is dressed in a black & blue wrestling attire ready to compete for his match later on tonight. He focuses his attention to the crowd where he takes a moment to scan each and every face looking at him. He slowly turns his head upwards as red, white and blue fireworks explode behind him as he delivers his signature pose. He walks down the ramp and up the steel ring steps just as fast as he arrived. He enters the ring through the top and bottom ropes. He stands in the center of the ring as he removes his cherished gold from around his waist. He raises it high above his head to a mixed reaction before asking for a microphone from ringside.Kurt Angle: Last week on SNME, Mr. Kennedy took on someone who is no stranger to hearing the 3 count with his shoulders flat against the mat. Yeah, I know it’s the past…but you have to admit, that was a pretty impressive victory I scored over Sting. But more impressive than that…was you Mr. Kennedy. Yeah, I watched you in that ring last week and I have to be honest here, you put on a hell of a performance. If that match is any indication of our match at Last Stop…then there’s a chance, it’s slim, it’s actually very far fetched…that you will beat me for my World Heavyweight Title. I mean your comparing apples to oranges. Sure you are good, but I’m better. You see this gold medal around my neck? I won this at the 1996 Olympic games with a broken freaking neck. What makes you think you can stop me when I’m at the top of my game? Ok so you’re the #1 contender…but once I pin you to that mat…1, 2, 3…You will realize why I am the best damn athlete in the world today. Oh it’s real…it’s damn real!Kennedy!!!The entrance music of Mr. Kennedy hits the P.A. System. Mr. Kennedy with a serious look on his face slowly walks out to a mixed crowd reaction. He stares down Kurt Angle who stands in the ring leaning forward against the ring ropes. The lights in the arena dim as Kennedy raises his right hand into the air. A Michael Buffer like microphone descends from above. He catches it as the spotlight high above shines over him.Mr. Kennedy: Kurt Angle, you’re looking at this in the wrong direction. You see because your right, my victory over Sting last week was impressive, but that is only the beginning. I’m saving the spotlight and all my glory for Last Stop. Because you are looking at the New World Heavyweight Champion…and his name is….Miiiiiissssttttteeeerrrrr Keeeeeeennnnneeddddyyyyy!!!!!! Kennnnnedddyyy!Kurt Angle with a look on his face that only hate can bring mouths off at Kennedy. Kennedy throws some words back at Angle before sprinting towards the ring. A slugfest ensues between both men with Kurt Angle getting the upper hand backing Kennedy into the corner. Security runs down the ramp from backstage much to the chagrin of the audience. As they enter one by one into the ring they are taken out by Angle & Kennedy. Kennedy catches Angle in the jaw with a heavy right, as he is distracted. The owner of SNME, Shawn Michaels dashes towards the ring in attempt to break up the fight. Michaels quickly enters the ring in hopes to hold them apart. He manages to break them apart for a few seconds as he holds back Kurt Angle. Kennedy dives forward knocking Shawn out of the ring. Michaels orders more security to come down. After some brief and tense moments the two are finally separated as Shawn Michaels gets on the microphone.Shawn Michaels: Stop this right now! I’m not going to have you two tear each other apart before the pay-per-view. That is why tonight I’m scheduling a Tag Team match with Mr. Kennedy & Chris Jericho in one corner versus the team of Kurt Angle & myself in the other! Until then if anyone of you should attack one another…I will have no choice but to suspend you indefinitely until the Last Stop.Security clears the ring of Mr. Kennedy & Kurt Angle who continues to exchange verbal abuse as Shawn Michaels continues to observe the matter at hand. vs. NM Savant & Jack King vs. Brian Kendrick & Paul London(Tag Team Match)We cut to the ring where the teams of The Hooliganz and Team Anarchy stand. Jack King and Paul London are going to be starting things up.
King and Paul tie up, but King flips London over in a fireman's carry. Jack has London in a headlock, but Paul manages to squirm out of it, and gets to his feet. London hits a nice hip toss on King, then puts him in an armbar. King tries to maneuver his way out of the hold by working his way back up to his feet, then finally twists around, and kicks Paul in the gut. King whips London across the ring. Paul comes back, and ducks under Jack's dropkick, which causes him to crash and burn onto the mat. London quickly runs over and rolls him up with an Oklahoma Roll!"1....2..."Kick out by King! London goes to tag in Kendrick, but King grabs him from behind, and throws him over his head with an German Suplex! Paul crashes hard on the back of his neck as King drags him over to his corner, and tags in Savant. NM begins stomping London as King exits the ring. Savant pushes Paul near the turnbuckle, then hoists himself up, and falls down on London with a corner splash! Savant pulls London out and covers."1....2..."Paul kicks out. Savant is back to his feet, and hits a standing dropkick on London. NM spins up, but Paul manages to trip him with a kick, knocking him on his back. London scrambles to his corner and tags in Kendrick, who hops up on the top rope. Brian leaps off the top rope, and hits a 450 splash on Savant, and goes for the pin.“1…..2….”King kicks Kendrick off! London slips into the ring and attacks Jack King, driving him towards the ropes. London clotheslines King out of the ring, but his momentum takes him out too.
Kendrick turns around, but Savant has him locked in the Savvission. Kendrick struggles, but Savant falls to the mat, and squeezes tighter, giving Kendrick no choice but to tap.Fink: HERE ARE YOUR WINNERS, TEAM ANARCHY!Savant and King celebrate as we cut to a commercial break.We quickly cut backstage to a long hallway. Walking before us is the Custom Champion, Bryan Danielson. Danielson makes his way down the hall and knocks on a door. He slowly turns the knob and enters as the view switches to inside the room. The camera looks around, taking notice that Danielson is standing in Teddy Long's office. Teddy looks up with a smile on his face as Danielson walks up to his desk.Teddy Long: What can I do for ya' playa'?
Danielson: Teddy, I've been wondering who my opponent for The Last Stop would be . . . Is there any word on it?
Teddy Long: Well playa', there hasn't been much said about it, but I can do something. I'll head to the lockeroom and pick out three guys. I'll put those three in a triple threat, with the winner facing you at The Last Stop. Ya' feel me?
Danielson: I feel ya', Teddy. Thanks man.
Teddy Long: No problem, playa'. Holla'!Danielson shakes Teddy's hand and quickly leaves his office. Blue Meanie vs. Rob Van Dam vs. Snitsky(Triple Threat Match: Custom Title #1 Contendership)The theme music of the B.W.O. plays over the P.A. System. The Blue Meanie accompanied by The Blue World Order’s Stevie Richards and Nova follows him towards the ring. The Blue Meanie walks up the steel ring steps as Richards and Nova stand on the outside.
Rob Van Dam’s theme echoes through out the arena. After a fierce entrance explosion Rob Van Dam walks out from behind the curtains to an astounding pop from the crowd. He sprints to the ring sliding directly under the bottom rope. He hops slightly off the crowd with his arms held high as the Blue World Order look on. He climbs the turnbuckles and points to himself with his thumbs extended outwards: (Rob…Van…Dam) as the crowd chants in unison.
An unfamiliar theme begins to play as Rob Van Dam warms up in the ring. A fairly large man with a bald head and rotten stanching teeth appears at the center of the ramp way. He has a sadistic look in his eyes. He gives you a feeling of coldness and a thought of backing away. A thick white foam runs from his mouth and down his pecs as he circles the ring. Stevie Richards and Nova quickly back away as the new face in SNME “Snitsky” enters the ring."Ding, Ding, Ding!"The bell sounds and Snitsky wastes no time taking out his competition. Snitsky goes right to work on both men. Snitsky hurls Rob Van Dam high in the air with a quick over the head thrust. Like a man possessed Snitsky beats on The Blue Meanie in the corner like he was yesterday’s garbage. Rob Van Dam tries to return some offense but he is swatted away like a fly. Snitsky run’s RVD into the ropes and nails a fierce clothesline that almost decapitates him.
The Blue Meanie like a slump in the corner tries to regain his composure. Snitsky charges towards him and misses a big boot. The Blue Mean with support from the B.W.O. on the outside goes to work on Snitsky. With quick like reflexes he kicks and punches Snitsky in every way possible. He attempts to hit Snitsky with a knee lift but he is caught with a big boot to the face. Rob Van Dam manages to fight his way back into the match as he goes to work on Snitsky. It isn’t long until Snitsky is back on the offense taking the fight to The Blue Meanie and RVD like it was a handicap match.
Snitsky grabs RVD by the throat and with one heavy thrust launches him into the corner. The referee makes the count ordering Snitsky to break the hold. The Blue Meanie hits Snitsky from the back. Snitsky’s elbow catches the referee in the face briefly putting him on hold. The B.W.O. quickly make their move pulling Snitsky out of the ring. The Blue Meanie capitalizes catching RVD with a spine tingling DDT. He goes for the pin just as the referee recovers from his onslaught."1 . . . 2 . . . 3!"
Finkel: Here is your winner, and your number one contender for the Custom Championship . . . The Blue Meanie!Meanie raises his arms in victory, celebrating. The brawl on the outside continues with Snitsky and The B.W.O. The Blue Meanie joins in on the fight making it 3 on 1. Referee’s quickly run down to break it up even though Snitsky has held his own. The B.W.O. back up on the ramp way making gestures towards Snitsky who looks on with anger. The camera moves to Bryan Danielson who is sipping on hot coffee looking at the monitor screen with a grin on his face. He had just finished watching the Triple Threat #1 Contender match to his Custom Championship Belt. As he walks away from the area he is met face to face with the B.W.O.The Blue Meanie: Well, look who it is fellows. It’s Bryan Danielson! The man I will be facing for the Custom Championship at The Last Stop. Looks like we better get another party ready pretty soon.Stevie Richards: That title looks pretty good on you Danielson. We know how much it means to you.
Nova: But don’t get too use to it…because in just 2 weeks, that title is coming to the Blue Side!The B.W.O. walk away without any altercations with Danielson as he shakes his head and walks away.
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Post by "HBK" Shawn Michaels on Sept 17, 2007 1:37:16 GMT -5
We cut to the New Phenomenon's lockerroom, where Joey and Sam stand with Darrell. Joey throws some ghost punches as Darrell talks strategy.Darrell: Alright Joey, Billy Gunn is one COMPETITOR, but you are the New Phenomenon. We're gonna take him DOWN, and then we gonna DESTROY HIM! YOU hear me? Good, now lets go.Joey sighs and leaves the room with Sam and Darrell.We cut from Joey's lockerroom to the New Age Outlaws standing in the hallway. Gunn and Dogg talk somethings over unaudibly, and punch fists. They leave together as we cut to the ring. vs. Joey Phenomenal vs. Billy GunnWe cut to the ring where the NAO stand, their music still playing. All of a sudden it cuts off, and “Follow” rips over the arena. Joey Phenomenal strides out onto the ramp, Sam X and Darrell behind him. NAO taunt the New Phenomenon, who just smile, and charge down the ramp. They slide into the ring, and immediately begin brawling with the Outlaws. Sam and Joey gain control, slowly driving them back. Dogg swings at Joey, but JP ducks under it and delivers a Phenomenal Cutter! Road Dogg slides out of the ring, as Gunn hastily retreats from an infuriated Sam X. Gunn grabs a microphone and begins to speak.Gunn: That’s enough! I’m tired of you two running down here and acting like hot shit! It’s time to put up, or shut up. At The Last Stop, the New Age Outlaws challenge you two to a match. The losers disban! We’ll see you there punks!The camera switches to the New Phenomenon, and then we go to commercial break.TIME TO PLAY THE GAME!Triple H walks through the curtain clad in a black "HHH" shirt and jeans. The look on his face is one of that determined and pissed off. HHH takes a gulp of his water, and swallows it, then throws his bottle into the crowd. Trips slides into the ring, disregarding his traditional entrance. He yells for a mic which is immediately thrown to him.HHH: Cut the music, cut the lights, cut the SHIT! I am sick and damn tired of Chris Jericho running around this damn federation like he owns it! He has disrespected everyone who can be disrespected, and I'm done with it! Chris Jericho, I WANT YOU AT THE LAST STOP! GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE!The fans roar in agreement at Triple H's fired up speech. Suddenly...BREAK THE WALLS DOWN!The fans warmly welcome Jericho with wave after wave of boos. Jericho stands on the top of the ramp with a mic in hand, and waits for the boos to die down.Jericho: WELCOME TO SNME IS JERICHO!Jericho smirks as the fans boo him even more.Jericho: Triple H, regardless of all these assclowns, you're right. I am disrespectful. And you're right. The locker room is sick of me. But guess what assclown, I don't care. You can run your damn mouth and complain, or you can fight. And yes Trips, I accept your challenge, but on ONE CONDITION! The match is NO HOLDS BARRED! Isn't that ironic Trips? I'll see you at the Last Stop, assclown."Break the Walls Down" plays as Jericho leaves Triple H in the ring, and we cut to a commercial break. We cut to a pitch black room. The sound of breathing can be heard. A light flicks on, shining brightly upon the back of someone. They seem to be wearing an Affliction shirt along with blue jeans. Draped over their shoulder is the Intercontinental Championship. The man slowly turns around, revealing his face to the world."I've faught my way through this company, taking on anyone that was thrown at me . . . I was a second away from becoming World Heavyweight Champion . . . I've been taken out and come back even better . . . I am Joey Leone, and I am your Intercontinental Champion. Tonight, my opponent for The Last Stop will be revealed to me. Tank Terror . . . Brando . . . Whoever it is, bring them on. I'd love nothing more than a challenge, and those two . . . They'll definitely be a challenge. But, before you begin to think about winning this title . . . Think . . . Think long and hard about who you're going to have to go through . . . "The Future" Joey Leone!"Joey looks into the camera, a look of determination in his eyes. The light slowly begins to fade away, leaving the room in pitch black darkness once more.
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Post by "HBK" Shawn Michaels on Sept 17, 2007 1:42:37 GMT -5
We cut backstage to a dark corner, looking on at a legend in this business, Mick Foley. Foley throws shadow punches, warming up for his match with the "Legend Killer" Randy Orton. Foley takes a deep breath and picks up his bottle of water on an equipment box. He takes a sip and tosses it into a trash can. He then turns the corner . . ."Ohh . . . Sorry about that. You ready for tonight?"The camera quickly gets into view, showing Shawn Michaels, obviously who Foley bumped into as he turned the corner.Foley: Yeah, I guess I'm ready. There isn't much more I can do.
Shawn: Well, good luck out there. Orton is a tough opponent. Take it from a guy who was beaten by him in a mishap. Good thing his father is around anymore. He'd probably screw you over too, just like he did to me. I'll never forget that night. Getting handcuffed to the ropes and watching Orton climb the ladder. But, my good friend, redemption is ahead of him . . . Like I said, good luck out there, man. I'll see ya' around after the show.
Foley: Thanks, Shawn. See ya' man.Shawn and Foley go in opposite directions. As Shawn steps into the darkness, Foley begins to walk off. He suddenly hears a loud crash and a grunt. He stops for a moment, thinking if he should go and check. Foley shrugs it off and heads to the stage. We cut to the interview area where Randy Orton stands with Todd Grisham.Todd: Randy Orton we are just moments away from your match with Mick Foley. What are your thoughts?Orton looks at Todd, then rips the mic away.Orton: Mick, it's simple. Tonight, you are added to the long list of legends killed by the Legend Killer. Among names such as HBK, HHH, Batista, you don't even compare. Mick, get ready to hear the 3 letters ringing through your head tonight, R, K, O! Randy slams the mic back into Todd's chest and walks away. vs. Mick Foley vs. "Legend Killer" Randy OrtonFaintly 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 contest is a Hardcore Match. First, making his way to the ring - "The Legend Killer"......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 opponent.The sound of a car crash slams the P.A. System. Mick Foley's music begins to play as the curtain is slung open. Hardcore Icon, Mick Foley, steps through the curtain, one arm raised. The fans go nuts, cheering their heads off. Foley then reaches through the curtain pulling out a shopping cart, loaded with weapons. As Foley does his trademark Cactus Jack taunt he begins to make his way to the ring, the shopping cart in tow behind him.Howard Finkel: And the opponent . . . Mick Foley!Foley places the cart in front of the ring and rolls into the ring, going to the turnbuckle. He raises his hand, getting a cheap pop from the crowd. He then hits the ropes, getting a good feel. Before the bell can sound, Foley rolls out of the ring and begins digging through the cart."Ding, Ding, Ding!"The bell sounds as Orton climbs out of the ring. He picks up the trash can and slams it down on Foley. Orton then tosses the trash can into the ring, before pulling a street sign out of the cart. Orton looks at the sign, reading, Speed Limit: 45 MPH". As Foley stands up, Orton swings the sign, bringing it across the top of Foley's head. Orton nails Foley over the head again with the sign, before tossing it behind him. He quickly rolls Foley into the ring. Orton goes over to the shopping cart, removing a singapore cane, a 2x4, and a bucket. He tosses the bucket and 2x4 into the ring, as he climbs in with the singapore cane. Foley stands up, as Orton begins to swing away. Orton nails Foley over and over again. Foley drops to his knees, taking in all of the pain. Orton suddenly brings the cane down, breaking in two over Foley's head.
Orton slides out of the ring, grabbing two trash can lids from the cart. He then quickly slides back in, stalking Foley. As Foley makes it to his feet, Orton crushes his head between the two lids. Foley begins to stagger around. Orton nails him over the head once more with one of the lids, bringing Foley down. Orton tosses the lids out of the ring and quickly slides out. He reaches over the barricade, taking a chair from someone in the front row. Orton slides back in the ring setting up the chair near the ropes. Orton pulls Foley up, bouncing him off the ropes. Foley reverses . . . Drop Toe-Hold! Orton hits the chair face first, squirming in pain. Foley picks the chair up, folding it back up. He stands over Orton, and then nails him across the back. Foley tries to hit him with the chair again, but Orton rolls out of the ring, escaping it.
Foley then tosses the chair, nailing Orton on the back of the head. Orton falls down as Foley climbs out of the ring. Dreamer sends Orton crashing into the steps, allowing him time to find more weapons. Foley digs under the ring, pulling out a table. The crowd pops as Foley begins setting the table up, right near the ring apron. Orton quickly slides into the ring, as Foley climbs onto the apron. Foley head-butts Orton, dragging him closer to the table. Foley pulls Orton through the ropes, hitting him the mid-section. Orton bends over, Mick positioning him for a piledriver.
Before Mick can nail it, Orton escapes! Orton punches Mick over and over again, and then slams his head on the ring post. Orton hooks Foley's head and then jumps off the apron... DDT! DDT through the table!!! Both men crash through the table, laying lifeless. After what seems to be minutes, both men begin to move. Orton climbs to the barricade, pulling himself up. And Foley the ring skirt, pulling himself up. Orton rolls Foley in, following him. Orton hammers away on Foley's back, trying to wear him down. Orton delivers a stiff upper cut, knocking Foley back into the corner. Orton quickly charges at him, receiving an elbow to the face. Foley kicks Orton in the mid-section... DDT! Foley drives Orton into the mat. Foley, quickly thinking, rolls out of the ring, a smile on his face. He begins searching under the ring, pulling out what looks to be a wooden board, covered in barbed wire. Foley lifts the board up, sliding it into the ring. He then climbs in, dragging the board into the corner. He positions it just right, and then goes back over to Orton. He drags Orton to the corner with the board and positions him, for what looks to be a suplex or a DDT. Dreamer goes for his move, but Orton blocks it. Orton suddenly lifts up, drilling Foley in the head with that metal bucket he threw in the ring from earlier. Foley stumbles to the center of the ring, but Orton grabs hold of him. Orton suddenly slings Foley, sending him crashing right through the barbed wire board. The wire cuts through Foley's skin, cutting him open. It almost seems to rip right through him, making all sorts of tears throughout his attire. Orton quickly snatches Foley up, causing the wire to rip through his skin even more. With blood running all down Foley's arms, Orton goes for the RKO. As Orton is in the air, Foley shoves him off, sending him over the top rope and onto the shopping cart. Orton lands in it, landing on all sorts of weapons. Foley slowly stumbles to the ground, blood still pouring down his arms.
Orton tries to get out of the cart, but it is no good. He then rocks it, knocking it over with him in it. The remaining weapons fall out, but Orton spots a black bag. He eyes it, pulling it from the cart. He then smiles, knowing exactly what's inside. Orton slides into the ring, kicking Foley right in the chest. Orton then opens the bag, scattering what seems to be thousands of tiny tacks, everywhere. Orton pulls Foley up, body slamming him down on the tacks. Foley yells in pain, the tacks sticking into his back. Orton then pulls Foley up, dragging him to the corner. Orton lifts Foley up, placing him on the top turnbuckle. Orton then grabs Foley's head. He runs forward with it hooked . . . Super RKO! Both of them land on the tacks, their skin being pierced by them. Orton rolls Foley over, laying across him for the cover."...One...Two...Three!!!"Orton slowly stands up, tacks stuck all in his back. "Burn In My Light" suddenly blares through the arena, Orton raising his arms. The referee raises Orton's arm once more, signaling him the victor. Orton slowly exits the ring, pulling tacks from his back as he makes his way up the ramp. Foley slowly pulls himself up, pointing to Orton. Foley motions for Orton to come back and finish the job. Orton shakes his head no and begins to laugh. As Foley backs up he is suddenly nailed across the back. The camera turns around, seeing JBL standing behind Foley with a bat wrapped in barbwire. Foley drops to his knees and holds his back. JBL walks around Foley and nails him on the shoulder with the bat. He then drags it across his chest, ripping his shirt open. JBL drops to his knees and grabs Foley's head. He begins yelling at him, telling him that he better be ready for The Last Stop. JBL thing begins grinding the barbwire bat across Foley's head, bringing crimson red blood pouring from his head. Foley squirms on the mat as the blood pours from his head. JBL finally stands up, wiping the blood from his hands across his chest. As his music begins to play he gives Foley a good stomp, making sure to keep him down. We slowly fade away to commercial.
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Post by "HBK" Shawn Michaels on Sept 17, 2007 1:45:49 GMT -5
We cut to the locker room where Ken Kennedy and Chris Jericho stand.Jericho: Kennedy, tonight, you better not get in my way of beating that has been Raven and that sanctimonious son of a bitch Kurt Angle.
Kennedy: Chris, please, if there is anyone who will get in the way of someone, it's you. But let's out that aside, and win our tag match. Because a win is something you haven't tasted in a while. Kennedy walks out of the room leaving Jericho with a furious look on his face. We quickly cut to the hallway, looking on at Kurt Angle. Kurt is dressed and ready for action. With both the world Heavyweight Championship and SNME Championship over his shoulders he comes to a stop at an office door. He gives it a slight knock. Kurt waits for a moment.Angle: Hey Shawn, you in there? Our match is up next! We gotta' get out there!Kurt places his ear on the door. He tries to turn the knob, finding the door locked. Kurt looks confused, wondering where Shawn could be. Kurt shrugs his shoulders and walks off. As Kurt turns around the corner Shawn's door creaks open. A head pops out, revealing Randy Orton. With a smile on his face Orton steps into the hallway. He looks left to right, checking for anyone. He then sneaks off down the hallway, laughing maniacally. Main Event:vs. "HBK" Shawn Michaels & Kurt Angle vs. Chris Jericho & Mr. Kennedy(Tag Team Match)“Mrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. Keeeeeeeeeeeeeennnnnnnnnnnneeeeeeeddddddyyyyyyyyyy!!!!”"Turn Up The Trouble" hits the P.A. system. Cheers and boos fill the arena as Mr. Kennedy steps through the curtain. With a cocky smirk on his face, Kennedy goes to both sides of the ramp, looking at the fans. He then takes off down the ramp, looking into the crowd. A row of Kennedy fans begin bowing as he walks by, bringing that same cocky smirk across his face. He quickly runs up the steps and walks across the apron. He wipes off his feet and steps into the ring. The lights dim and a single spotlight shines down upon Kennedy. He raises his hand, signaling for the microphone. Suddenly, the microphone lowers from the ceiling, falling right into Kennedy's hand. His music slowly fades as everyone listens closely to what he has to say.Mr. Kennedy: Ladies and gentlemen . . . You are looking at the man who is single-handedly changing Saturday Nights . . . You are looking at the man who is the Number . . . One . . . Contender! And you are looking at the man who WILL be the NEXT Undisputed Heavyweight Champion of the World . . . MiiiiFans boo so loud that Kennedy can’t hear himself. When the fan quiet down, Kennedy restarts.Mr. Kennedy: MISTEEEERRRRRRRRRRR KENNEDY……………… Kennedy pauses, waiting for the perfect moment to finish. He quickly goes to the corner where he climbs to the second turnbuckle. He looks from left to right, staring at the crowd.Mr. Kennedy: KENNEDY!A massive countdown appears on the screen as the lights dim, and the crowd begins booing 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 Jericho’s music begins to play, Chris spins around, a cocky look across his face, and pumps his elbows into his torso. Chris stands atop the ramp in green tights, smirking at the fans, who look excited for the main event.Mr. Kennedy: And now . . . Making his way to the ring . . . He is my tag team partner for tonight . . . He is "The Lion heart" . . . He is a former two-time World Heavyweight Champion . . . Chris Jericho!!! Jericho struts down the ramp, talking to himself. As he nears the ring steps, Jericho quickly jogs up, then steps into the ring. Chris taunts in the ring as his music slows down and comes to a stop. Jericho bounces off the ropes, preparing for one of the biggest matches in his career. As Jericho patiently waits, the lights dim . . .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. His shoulder weighted down with twenty-five pounds of SNME Championship gold. Angle snatches his hood from his head, holding his arms out. Pyrotechnics explode on both sides of the stage.Mr. Kennedy: Now, introducing . . . The man who I will be facing at The Last Stop . . . The man who miraculously defeated five other men in the Elimination Chamber . . . The man who will lost to Mister Kennedy at The Last Stop . . . Ladies and gentlemen . . . He is Kurt Angle! Pfft!Angle walks down the ramp, stepping through the smoke. Angle makes his way down the ramp, patting his belts, appreciating them. Angle quickly climbs up the steps and enters the ring. Kennedy remains in his corner with Jericho, their eyes focused on Angle. Angle removes his jacket and tosses it to the outside. The referee then begins to unfasten the World Championship from his waist, as Angle removes the SNME Championship from his shoulder.Pounding drums suddenly fill the arena, bringing every fan in the building to their feet. "Sexy Boy" blares over the P.A. System. Kurt looks on, waiting for his partner to come through the curtain. Seconds pass as Shawn's music continues to play. The fans wait . . . Kurt waits . . . Kennedy and Jericho wait . . . No one comes through the curtain. The lights suddenly cut out. The arena is pitch black.A familiar tun begin to play. Memories begin to shoot through everyone's minds, telling them who's music this is. A blinding light shines through the curtain, displaying the silhouette of a man into the arena. The man slowly walks forwards, his arms held out, parallel to the floor. Cheers begin to ring, welcoming the man into the arena. This is his home . . . This is where he belongs . . . The blinding light slightly dims, letting everyone get a good look of him. The man is Raven . . . Raven looks on at the crowd, cheering his name like never before. Angle looks clueless, wondering what in the hell he is doing coming out here and not Shawn. Kennedy and Jericho look at each other, hoping that Raven is not here to be Angle's partner. Raven slowly makes his way down the ramp, still shocking the crowd around him for even being here on this night. Raven rolls into the ring and goes into the corner as usual. He drops to the mat and sits back, leaning against the bottom turnbuckle. He looks over at Angle, nodding his head towards him. He then looks over at Jericho and Kennedy, a smile across his face. Jericho and Kennedy smile back at him, thinking he is going to attack Angle. Raven gets up, looking at Angle. He then steps into the center of the ring, his music fading.
Raven and Angle lock eyes. Raven holds his arms parallel to the ring, taunting Angle. Kennedy and Jericho creep forward, ready for Raven to strike at Angle. As they approach Raven from behind he suddenly turns around, kicking Jericho in the stomach and catching Kennedy with a body shot. Raven hooks both of their heads . . . Double DDT!"Ding, Ding, Ding!"The bell sounds as Jericho and Kennedy roll out of the ring to recover from the DDT Raven just gave the two of them. Raven and Angle shake hands in the ring, making sure that they're ready to work as a team to beat Kennedy and Jericho. Referee John Shontz quickly tells Jericho and Kennedy to decide who's going in first. Raven decides to go in as Jericho slides into the ring. Kennedy climbs onto the apron and the match is ready to go. Raven and Jericho circle each other . . . They lock up! Raven slips out . . . Drop toe-hold! Jericho hits the mat face first and rolls out of the ring. Raven motions him on, daring him to step back into the ring. Jericho slowly climbs back into the ring and makes a quick tag to Kennedy. Kennedy looks at Jericho like he is crazy because he doesn't want to go in there against Raven. Jericho pokes him in the chest telling him that it is his turn to get in there. Kennedy quickly climbs in as Jericho gets on the apron. Quick tag! Kennedy tags Jericho back in. Jericho's eyes bulge from their sockets, as if he were pissed that Kennedy tagged him back in. As Jericho slides in Kennedy rolls out and steps away from the ring, so Jericho can't tag him back. Styles: Oh come on, this isn't a game of tag, guys. Now get to work in that ring.
Owens: I don't know about you, Joey, but that right there was pretty funny, haha.Jericho rolls his eyes as he meets in the center of the ring with Raven. Both men stare each other down, remembering their hellacious feud last summer, leading up to the first Seven Deadly Sins. Jericho swings . . . Raven blocks! Raven delivers a toe kick to the gut. Irish whip! Jericho hits the ropes . . . Clothesline! Raven quickly pulls Jericho back up, sending him into the ropes once more . . . Jericho ducks a clothesline! He hits the ropes . . . He dives . . . Flying clothesline! Both men go down. Jericho gets to his feet. He pulls Raven up by the hair. He knees him in the gut. Jericho hits the ropes behind him. He runs forwards, grabbing a handful of Raven's hair . . . Bull-No! Raven catches Jericho . . . Sidewalk slam! Raven makes a quick cover."1 . . . 2 . . . Kickout!"Raven pulls Jericho up and makes a tag to Angle. Kurt quickly gets into the ring, drilling Jericho in the gut with hard boots. Kurt sends him into the corner, crashing back first. Angle charges . . . Big knee in the gut! Jericho slumps forwards. Angle pushes his head up, delivering an echoing knife edge chop. Angle holds Jericho's head up once more, delivering another one of the thundering chops. Jericho's chest turns a bright red as Angle lifts him up onto the top turnbuckle. Angle climbs to the second rope and lifts Jericho up. Both men are now on the top turnbuckle. Angle locks his hands behind him and leaps backwards, tossing him over his head . . . Super Release German Suplex! Jericho hits the mat hard, landing right on his neck. angle crashes to the mat, hitting his back. Both men lay on the mat, catching their breath as Shontz begins to count."1 . . . 2 . . . 3 . . . 4 . . . 5 . . ."Angle slowly stands up and gives Jericho a few stomps. He then pulls Jericho up, dragging him to the corner. Angle makes a tag to Raven. Angle sends Jericho off the ropes . . . He comes back . . . Double Drop Toe-Hold! Jericho hits the mat face first again, eating canvas. Angle quickly gets out of the ring as Raven is ready to go to work on Jericho once more. Raven begins to pull Jericho up . . . Back elbow! Raven stumbles back, holding his nose. Jericho dives to his corner . . . Hot tag to Kennedy! Kennedy hits the ring . . . Clothesline! Raven goes down. Kennedy drops an elbow! He pulls Raven up, whipping him into the corner. Kennedy charges, driving his shoulder into Raven's stomach. Kennedy grabs the middle ropes on both sides of Raven and begins driving his shoulder into his mid-section. Shoulder after shoulder, Raven begins to lose his breath. Kennedy slowly backs off, kicking Raven in the mid-section. Raven slowly slips to the floor, leaning back against the bottom rope. Kennedy begins stomping and stomping, stealing the breath in Raven's lungs. Kennedy then backs up. He charges, bringing his boot right across Raven's face.
Kennedy slowly pulls Raven out from the corner and stomps him for good measure. He then hops onto the top turnbuckle where he slowly stands up, making sure he had his balance. Kennedy looked around, ready to jump . . . Angle slams his arms down on the top rope. Kennedy slowly starts to shake, wobbling on the top rope. Raven suddenly jumps up, hitting the ropes. Kennedy slips . . . Ohhhh!!! Kennedy straddles the top turnbuckle, going cross eyed. Raven hooks Kennedy's head and brings him off the top turnbuckle, except for his feet, so that he is hanging. Raven hold shis other arm parallel to the ground . . . He drops . . . DDT! The crowd goes insane as Raven lays over him, going for the cover."1 . . . 2 . . . Kickout!"Raven slams his hands on the mat and quickly drags Kennedy to his corner. Raven makes a tag to Angle. Angle quickly gets in, stomping away at Kennedy. Angle pulls Kennedy up so that they are face to face. Angle locks his arms under Kennedy's . . . Belly to belly! Kennedy soars over Angle's head, hitting the mat! Angle pulls Kennedy to his feet. Kennedy ducks a left . . . Knee to the gut! Kennedy whips him into the ropes . . . Angle comes back . . . Sleeper! Kennedy tightens his grip, locking in the sleeper more and more. He pulls, choking Angle more each time. He then looks over his shoulder as he backs into his corner. Jericho tags him, quickly climbing into the ring. Jericho delivers body shot after body shot to Angle, taking even more of his breath away. Raven suddenly gets into the ring, exchanging blows with Jericho. Knee to the gut . . . Even Flow DDT! Kennedy releases Angle, going after Raven. Knee to the gut! Even Flow DDT! Kennedy goes limp to the mat and Raven rolls out of the ring. He pulls Kennedy out, sending him crashing into the stairs. On the inside Angle and Jericho are slowly getting to their feet. Jericho runs at Angle. He steps up onto his knee, jumping . . . Inziguri-No! angle ducks, catching Jericho's other foot. Angle pulls Jericho towards him, setting him up for a German suplex. Jericho runs forwards, grabbing the ropes, so that Angle can't take him over. Raven climbs onto the apron. He pulls Jericho down on the ropes, bringing his throat across them. Angle takes him over. German suplex! Angle arches the back, pinning him . . ."1 . . . 2 . . . 3!"The crowd goes insane as Angle jumps up. His music echos through the arena as Raven slowly climbs into the ring. Jericho slowly rolls out of the ring, pissed off about the loss. Triple H suddenly comes dashing down the ramp. Jericho turns around . . . Boom! Triple H tackles him, slamming him into the ring apron. Both men go down, and they begin to exchange blows. The referee raises both Angle and Raven's hands, signifying them as the victors of tonight's main event. Angle turns around . . . Bam! Kennedy nails him across the face with the World Heavyweight Championship! Rather than help, Raven goes to the corner to sit. He slumps down, looking on at Kennedy standing tall over Angle and Triple H brawling with Jericho. Security rush the ring just in time, stopping Triple H with a sledge hammer raised high above his head.
Something suddenly appears on the tron. Standing backstage is the ever-so-cocky, Randy Orton. Orton stands there with a smile on his face, looking right into the camera.Orton: I'm sure all of you are wondering why I'm standing here right now . . . And I bet you're also wondering why Raven teamed up with Angle instead of Shawn Michaels . . . Let's take a look . . .Orton walks down the hall and comes to a door. He slowly opens the door, flicking the lights back on. There, in the middle of a broken desk, lays SNME Owner, Shawn Michaels. Everything in his office is broken and scattered everywhere. Blood covers the walls. The camera then looks back to Orton who's smile is even bigger.Orton: I don't know who in the hell did this, but they're gonna' get caught red handed . . . Orton's smile gets bigger as he slowly raises his hands into view. He exposes his blood covered hands to everyone watching on. The footage then cuts off, bringing everyone's attention back to a security filled ringside. Jericho and Triple H are finally seperated and Kennedy is being restrained from hurting Angle any more in the corner. And still, Raven sits slumped in the corner, looking on at the chaos. The view slowly fades to black as the SNME logo wipes across the screen.
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Post by briankendrick on Sept 17, 2007 8:42:28 GMT -5
Nice results. The pictures are not working though. But I enjoyed the read.
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Post by duhblueguy on Sept 17, 2007 9:22:20 GMT -5
YES!!!!!!!! WOO!!!!!!!! NUMBER 1 CONTENDER OH YEAH!!!!!!!!!
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Post by "HBK" Shawn Michaels on Sept 17, 2007 12:06:49 GMT -5
All the pictures work. It must be just you.
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Post by briankendrick on Sept 17, 2007 14:02:54 GMT -5
All the pictures work. It must be just you. And can you make that contract up so I can get it done and overwith? lol I do not want to sound demanding but I have been asking since Friday.
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Post by "HBK" Shawn Michaels on Sept 17, 2007 14:52:52 GMT -5
Contracts aren't very important, but I'll make you one right now.
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Post by Cactus Jack on Sept 17, 2007 16:29:48 GMT -5
Sorry for no RP guys, I have been super busy with school and homework, and over the weekend, I wasn't home at all. So sorry guys, I know I had to RP, but I just didn't have any free time to get it in. I promise I will try my damn best to get my RP's in and get them in on time, and a few hours late at the latest if not exactly on time. Once again, sorry if I angered anybody or anything. I just did not have any free time this week.
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Post by londrick on Sept 17, 2007 17:30:53 GMT -5
Are you kidding me? 3/8 people RPd for the Battle Royal? Oh My. Congrats Blue Meanie!
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