OOWF MidWeek Mayhem (07/23) Lineup!
Jul 19, 2008 16:24:34 GMT -5
Post by iamdoug on Jul 19, 2008 16:24:34 GMT -5
The scene comes up outside of the mobile fortress of snobbery, where we see the Sanest man Alive and Carl from Fresno ~TALKING~.
CF: So do you want to explain to me, what we are doing here
JS: Didn't Arithmetic Adjuster screw you out of the Onslaught Championship last week?
CF: Yeah, and you face him this week, so again why are we here?
JS: This time we are going to take a page out of AA's own book.
CF: What book is that
JS: This one (Justin pulls out a copy of The Chickenshit Heels Guide to Garnering Heat Volume 3) On page 257, it says "any time you need cheap heat in a championship feud, simply steal the championship belt."
CF: So we are going to fight off AA and The fag team to steal the Onslaught title?
JS: Actually my inside sources tell me that the fag team are still dealing with the cops after their auto problems, and AA is at the gym.
CF: AA is at a gym?
Both: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Kayfabee peeks her head in and glares, and both immediately stop laughing.
JS: Anyways, now we just need to figure out how to get in.
CF: How about we knock. (Carl knocks on the door, which is soon opened by the worlds greatest fag teams trusty butler Lance)
L: Good evening sirs.
JS: AHHHHHH!! (Justin sucker punches Lance knocking him out.)
CF: Now why did you do that?
JS: He snuck up on me.
CF: He opened the door and said good evening.
JS: Yeah, but he did it sneakily.
CF: Whatever, at least we got in. Now let's get the belt and go.
The two enter the fortress and start searching everywhere. Justin comes to a closet marked random stuff, and opens it. He is immediately smacked in the face by LADDER. The two fall to the ground in a tangle of limbs and rungs. Carl let's out an exasperated sigh, and goes over and pulls Ladder off of Justin. As Carl pulls LADDER up, one of his rungs comes loose, and repeatedly bangs against the wall. An OOWF ref appears and declares your winner by submission, and
New OOWF DDT Iron Man Heavy Metal Champion, Carl from Fresno.
Justin looks up at Carl in awe, as Carl looks at the title in confusion.
JS: Carl you made LADDER tap out, you may be the strongest wrestler in the world!
CF: Whatever, can we just find the Onslaught Title and get out of here.
Justin looks over and sees a title belt lying in the closet of Random Stuff. He picks it up.
JS: I got it, let's go.
The two quickly flee the fortress. As they are running away, Carl looks over and sees the belt that Justin has.
CF: Great we have two belts, and neither is the one we came here for.
JS: What are you talking about, the nameplate says Attitude Adjuster right here. (Justin points to AA's name on the plate.)
CF: Yeah, but that's not his Onslaught Championship, it's the Trios belt.
JS: Well crap.
The scene fades to black.
CF: So do you want to explain to me, what we are doing here
JS: Didn't Arithmetic Adjuster screw you out of the Onslaught Championship last week?
CF: Yeah, and you face him this week, so again why are we here?
JS: This time we are going to take a page out of AA's own book.
CF: What book is that
JS: This one (Justin pulls out a copy of The Chickenshit Heels Guide to Garnering Heat Volume 3) On page 257, it says "any time you need cheap heat in a championship feud, simply steal the championship belt."
CF: So we are going to fight off AA and The fag team to steal the Onslaught title?
JS: Actually my inside sources tell me that the fag team are still dealing with the cops after their auto problems, and AA is at the gym.
CF: AA is at a gym?
Both: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Kayfabee peeks her head in and glares, and both immediately stop laughing.
JS: Anyways, now we just need to figure out how to get in.
CF: How about we knock. (Carl knocks on the door, which is soon opened by the worlds greatest fag teams trusty butler Lance)
L: Good evening sirs.
JS: AHHHHHH!! (Justin sucker punches Lance knocking him out.)
CF: Now why did you do that?
JS: He snuck up on me.
CF: He opened the door and said good evening.
JS: Yeah, but he did it sneakily.
CF: Whatever, at least we got in. Now let's get the belt and go.
The two enter the fortress and start searching everywhere. Justin comes to a closet marked random stuff, and opens it. He is immediately smacked in the face by LADDER. The two fall to the ground in a tangle of limbs and rungs. Carl let's out an exasperated sigh, and goes over and pulls Ladder off of Justin. As Carl pulls LADDER up, one of his rungs comes loose, and repeatedly bangs against the wall. An OOWF ref appears and declares your winner by submission, and
New OOWF DDT Iron Man Heavy Metal Champion, Carl from Fresno.
Justin looks up at Carl in awe, as Carl looks at the title in confusion.
JS: Carl you made LADDER tap out, you may be the strongest wrestler in the world!
CF: Whatever, can we just find the Onslaught Title and get out of here.
Justin looks over and sees a title belt lying in the closet of Random Stuff. He picks it up.
JS: I got it, let's go.
The two quickly flee the fortress. As they are running away, Carl looks over and sees the belt that Justin has.
CF: Great we have two belts, and neither is the one we came here for.
JS: What are you talking about, the nameplate says Attitude Adjuster right here. (Justin points to AA's name on the plate.)
CF: Yeah, but that's not his Onslaught Championship, it's the Trios belt.
JS: Well crap.
The scene fades to black.