***Thousands of screaming NWO fans have packed into the sold out Gerogia Dome in "Hotlanta, GA" The NWO is presenting its next to last card before the week long break before the Pay Per Veiw. Jerry Lawler and Jim Ross are at ringside, ready to call the action.***
Jim Ross: Good evening fans and welcome to Monday Night Anarchy, right here on NBC!! I'm Jim Ross and beside me is "The King" Jerry Lawler!
Jerry Lawler: Wrestling fans, I want to remind you all that this segment of Monday Anarchy is sponsered by Chevy Trucks! ... Chevy Trucks... LIKE A ROCK [Lawler whipsers under his breath] "They Dont Move"
Jim Ross: That's it King, get me fired AGAIN! Anyway, we will now take you to the back where we hear Nick Patton is standing by!
[Backstage at the Georgia
Dome things are getting chaotic. People want certain things done.
Chuck Reese is fuming that Jeff Jarrett has escaped prison and right now is
on his way to skin him alive. In one of the larger lockerrooms the
cameraman opened the door and inside we are shown something out of place.
A bkacground has been set up, with a black cloth. One barstool, black,
is placed in the middle of the scene, just in front of it. Nick Patton
is in his wrestling outfit already; black elbow pads, black boots (the
cameraman thought they were the Rock's at first), black knee pads, and
his tights (MXPX skull on the back, "Nick Patton" on the front).
Stephanie Bellars put her chin on the cameraman's shoulder at the door,
peering in to view the chaos. Cara was dressed in a skimpy outfit. In
fact, Steph knew who's outfit it was; Miss Hancock. Nick finally noticed
the two at the door and invited the cameraman in. Bellars was d!
enied following the events of two days ago. As Cara closed the door
almost on Bellar's nose, Nick instructed the cameraman to get his body in
the center of the view. This interview was his second shoot interview
and he swore the previous night that if it wasn't aired there would be
hell to pay afterwards. Nick removed his Oakley sunglasses and threw
them to Cara as he took a seat on the barstool. The cameraman rose his
thumb, indicating they were filming. Nick cleared his throat.]
Nick Patton: Well well, my second shoot
interview and thus far no interference. Good. As all of you are aware,
two days ago I made several threats, towards Chuck Reese and Stephanie
Bellars. Well, guess what? They're still on! That two dime whore, she
never learned not to make fun of Nick Patton's hobbies. If I had to, I
would throw her tight ass out that back window and laugh my ass off as
tractor trailer ran over her and her implants busted out. Now, my
threats to Reese? Come on. See, I'm sending a message out to you,
"slappy." If this interview isn't aired tonight, and the same for my match,
I'm going to meet your ass back in your hotel suite and from there I'm
going to Backlash you through that glass table you got in there. From
there I'll throw you out the window, so that when you hit the pavement,
I'll go down to Jeff Jarrett, shake his hand, then go to prison to take
his place. Now, ahem, let's get to some business. Tazz, listen, !
both you and I know that when I get angry you keep your nose out of my
business. Well, it doesn't matter what you do. You're still in my
f-cking business! Now, I don't want to act like a heel here, but Tazz,
come later tonite I'm going to pick up that limp body of yours, thrust
you into the air, and throw you into the announcers table. Yes, I know,
how pathetic of me to say that, but you kno what? Too many people have
fucking pissed me off for me to even care anymore. First you got
Reese. Then you have Kaos. Then it goes down the line, until it hits me
square in the FUCKING face! You know what? Tonight I'm going to act
like I never have before. Take no prisoners. Heh heh. Well, Tazz, I'm
going to put YOU in a whirlwind. You'll be flying around so fast that
you vomit on the people at ringside, then they'll want your head perched
on a stick. Listen Tazz, I beat your so called evil twin, Kaos. He
was easier to beat them a Chinese whore that's in heat! If you are !
anything like him I can beat you too easily. Punch you, diving
powerbomb, throw to outside, bang head against announcer's table, Backlash
through the table, body in ring, and I get you for the three count. Don't
fuck with me, shorty. I ain't taking anymore shit from anyone,
especially you. Survive if I let you. Phh. Suck my *edited* you piece of
shit! What...what the hell am I saying? Um like I said, that tagline of
yours is nothing but a pile of bullshit. I can let you survive, but
maybe I'll just give you the Backlash three times and break your tailbone
or your leg or your arm or even your fucking back! I'll let you
survive, but I want you to scream like a little baby! Don't hate the game,
hate the player!
Cara: Um guys...back to you.
Jim Ross: Intresting comments from Mr. Patton!
Jerry Lawler: I got a few comments for Cara... WHOO HOO!
Jim Ross: Fans, lets go to the ring for our opening bout!
Jase Blade VS Ken Shamrock
Howard Finkle: The opening match, is a Rookie Match here in the NWO. Introducing first, Ken Shamrock!!!
Shamrock’s music comes on over the PA system. He comes out from the back with the determined, pissed off look that he always has. He walks down to the ring and gets on the steps. He slaps his head a couple times and gets in the ring.
Howard Finkle: Coming to the ring at this time, Jase Blade!!!
[Blade’s music comes on. Jase makes his way to the ring as Shamrock is outside the ring yelling at a fan. Jase jumps to the outside and blindsides Shamrock and whips him into the steel ring steps. Jase rolls Shamrock back into the ring. Jase Blade picks up Shamrock by the hair gives him a low blow! ]
Jim Ross: That's not good sportsmanship there!
[Jase Blade now applies a chicken wing stretch. Shamrock staggers around and Jase gets Shamrock in a running bulldog! Shamrock does not look in good shape! Shamrock rolls to the outside. When Shamrock gets back in, he is still weary. Jase Blade hits the ropes and a clothesline. Shamrock is being man handled early on here by Jase Blade. Blade just slaps Shamrock in the face... Shamrock staggers into the ropes! Jase kicks Shamrock in the midsection. ]
Jerry Lawler: Blade’s taking all the short cuts JR! That is the sign of a future NWO star!
Jim Ross: Snap mare takeover by Jase Blade. King, Blade is showing he wants this rookie match more than Shamrock at this point.
[Blade now brings Shamrock to his feet and applies an abdominal stretch. Blade lets go of the abdominal stretch and now just punched Shamrock in the face a couple times! How can the ref allow that? Jase Blaide irish whips Shamrock into the corner! Shamrock comes stumbling out, dazed! Blade goes for a roundhouse left, Shamrock ducks and applies a sleeper. Shamrock has Jase Blade in a sleeper. Blade gets to the ropes and Shamrock breaks it. Blade now back to his feet and they lock up Jase Blade knees Shamrock in the groin! Blade sets Shamrock on the top rope. Jase Blade climbs up and a Superplex off the top rope! Jase Blade gets Shamrock into the corner and starts stomping him mercilessly! Blade hits an atomic drop, covers Shamrock, as the ref begins the count. 1.......2....... Shamrock kicks out. Blade gets up and in the face of the referee for a slow count. Shamrock back to his feet, he dropkicks Blade! Shamrock turns Blade over to go for the ankle lock! Shamrock locks the hold in as Blade shouts in pain! ]
Jim Ross: Shamrock, the ankle lock!
Jerry Lawler - Yes! Yes!
[Blade is nearly unconscious as he gets to the ropes. And now, Shamrock celebrating thinking he has won this match up. Jase Blade back to his feet. Blade pokes Ken Shamrock in the eyes! Blade hits the ropes and a clothesline on Shamrock. Blade picks Shamrock up and hits a German suplex. Jase Blade picks up Shamrock. He sends him into the ropes. Shamrock comes back and Blade goes for another clothesline. Shamrock ducks. Blade turns around and Shamrock does the Belly-to-Belly suplex. Shamrock yells and calls for the ankle lock once again. Shamrock walks over to Blade... Blade to his feet! Shamrock cannot believe it! Blade kicks Shamrock in the mid section... DDT! And it was a doozy! Blade makes the cover. 1.......2........3!
Howard Finkle: And the winner of this match-up, Jase Blade!
Jim Ross: King, that was one hell of a match-up, even though Blade was in control most of the way, Shamrock showed what a true great he is in this sport by nearly pulling out the win!
Jerry Lawler: JR.
Jim Ross: Yeah, King?
Jerry Lawler: SHUT UP! No one wants to hear you babble on after a match!
Josh Hirsch VS Neil Stylez
Howard Finkle: The following match is scheduled for one fall in the ring at this time, Josh Hirsch!
[The fans cheer as Josh raises his arms above his head.]
Jerry Lawler: What an idiot! I hope Neil tears him apart!
Jim Ross: Whether Neil does or not, this is going to be a good ol' fashion slobberknocker!
Howard Finkle: And his opponent...
["Let's get this party started" by KoRn begins to play, as the fans erupt into boos. Neil Stylez and Terri Runnels step out onto the stage to an thunderous ovation of jeers. Neil pauses and looks at the capacity crowd while Terri clings to his arm. Neai then starts toward the ring.]
Howard Finkle: Making his way to the ring at this time being accompanied by Terri Runnels, he weighs in at 320 pounds...NEIL STYLEZ!
Jerry Lawler: PUPPIES! HORNY LITTLE DEVIL! PUPPIES!
Jim Ross: Get a hold of yourself King.
Jerry Lawler: I don't think you want me to do that JR!
[JR gets a look of disgust on his face while Stylez steps into the ring. Hirsch instantly gets in the face of Stylez and begins to talk junk about him.]
Jerry Lawler: This can't be a smart move by Hirsch...Neil will kill him!
[Josh spits in the face of Neil Stylez.]
Jim Ross: OH MY! That most definitely can't be a smart move by the young rookie!
[Neil turns around to wipe the spit from his face. He looks at his hand which was just used to wipe his face. He makes it into a fist and spins and nails Hirsch with it, sending Hirsch to the mat in pain.]
Jerry Lawler: Oh yeah, not a smart move by the rookie!
Jim Ross: This could be the begging of the end for the young rookie known as Josh Hirsch.
[Neil leans over and picks up Hirsch up the hair. He begins to walk around the ring hold Hirsch by the hair, while Hirsch follows him around in great pain. Neil points to a section of the fans and they begin to boo. Stylez then kicks Hirsch in the gut and nails a perfect textbook T-Bone Suplex. Josh rolls around in pain while holding on to his back. Neil stands back up and begins to lay the boots to Hirsch.]
Jerry Lawler: I think Neil is going to kill Hirsch!
Jim Ross: It would seem that way! OH MY! Neil is climbing the turnbuckle!
[Neil climbs up the turnbuckle and nails a top rope body splash on Hirsch.]
Jim Ross: Neil with a cover, this should be it...
Jerry Lawler: NO! Neil picked Hirsch up off the mat breaking the count! That idiot!
Jim Ross: That might be a mistake that comes back to haunt Neil Stylez!
[Neil gets back to his feet and Josh does as well. Hirsch then tries to get the advantage over Stylez with lefts and rights, but Neil blocks them and answers with rights and lefts of his own. Hirsch begins to back-peddle toward the ropes and Neil charges at him and clotheslines him over the top rope. Both men crash to the floor while Terri jumps up on the apron to distract the referee.]
Jim Ross: Neil and Hirsch to the outside now. Neil's got the youngster by the hair again.
Jerry Lawler: Neil's getting ready to chokeslam Hirsch through the announce table! Neil's got him up!
Jim Ross: LOW BLOW! LOW BLOW FROM HIRSCH! Josh Hirsch just saved his life with that kick!
Jerry Lawler: But look at the bright side JR, now Terri is going to have to another man to find please with tonight...and I think I'm available to help her needs!
Jim Ross: You're always available King.
[Neil falls to the mats from the pain as Hirsch grabs the seat from under Finkle.]
Jerry Lawler: I don't like the look of this JR!
[Hirsch brings the chair high above his head and gets ready to bring it down on the body of Stylez. But before he can start down, Finkle grabs the chair back from Hirsch.]
Jerry Lawler: What's Finkle doing?!?
Jim Ross: I don't know, maybe he wants his seat back.
[Neal gets back to his feat and walks up behind Hirsch. He taps Josh on the shoulder and he spins around, Neal kicks him in the gut and DDTs him on the floor.]
Jim Ross: OH MY! WHAT A MOVE FROM NEIL STYLEZ!
[Stylez rolls Hirsch back in the ring and follows suit. Terri jumps down from the apron and the referee focuses his attention back on the match at hand.]
Jerry Lawler: JR, this thing has to be over!
[Neil picks up Hirsch and sets him up on the top rope.]
Jim Ross: It looks like Neils setting up for his finisher...HELLS FURY! HELLS FURY! Neil Makes the cover!
[The referee counts 1...2...3!]
Howard Finkle: The winner of this match by pinfall...NEIL STYLEZ!
#1 Contender To NWO Television Title
Tazz VS Nick Patton
>Howard Finkle:This match will be for
the number one contendership to the NWO T.V. title! Introducing first,
from Ocean City, Maryland, accompanied by Cara, Nick Patton!
(Nick Patton and Cara make their way to the ring.
The crowd gives a mixed reaction.)
Howard Finkle: Introducing next,from Brooklyn
New York, New York, Tazz!
(Tazz makes his way down to the ring and the bell
sounds. Without a moment's notice, Nick Patton dashes over to the other
side of the ring to meet Tazz with a vicious clothesline. Patton begins
to pummel the dazed Tazz with lefts and rights. Patton picks Tazz up
and executes a perfect reverse DDT! Patton then uppercuts Taz which sends
Taz flying into the ropes. Patton shoves Tazz's neck over the ropes to
choke him out.)
Jerry Lawler: Tazz looks like your wife after
she's had sex with you all night long!
Jim Ross: Keep your comments to yourself, Jerry,
and call the match. Patton looks like he's possessed! I've never seen
him this determined to win a match ever before.
(Patton picks Tazz up for a vertical suplex. Tazz
lands hard on his back. Patton picks Tazz up and swings him into the
ropes. Nick then charges at Tazz hoping to spear him into the turnbuckle
but Tazz gets out of the way just in time. Patton hits the turnbuckle
with a sickening thud. Tazz picks up Patton from behind and does a
beautiful rolling german suplex into a pin. 1.......2.... No! Patton kicks
out with authority. Tazz starts to stomp the life out of Patton and then
follows it up with a figure four leg lock. Patton is too close to the
ropes and manages to get a rope break called from the ref. Tazz picks
Patton up and powerbombs him. Tazz then puts Patton in a rear chin lock.
Patton gains some momentum from the fans and elbows Tazz into the
stomach a few times. Patton then bounces off the ropes and hits a powerful
side kick over Tazz's head. Patton does a russian leg sweep to Tazz
followsed up by a Samoan drop. Patton covers Tazz 1......2..... Not ye!
t! Tazz just barely escapes that one by jutting his shoulders up just
in time.)
Jim Ross: I thought that Tazz was a goner there!
It looks like this match belongs to Patton so far.
Jerry Lawler: You never know, Ross, Tazz doesn't
give up easily!
(Patton sets Tazz up on the top ropes and
superplexes him off onto the mat below! Patton starts to choke Tazz out with
both of his hands. The ref breaks up the hold but Patton comes back with
a flurry of knee and elbow drops. Patton sets Tazz up for the snowplow
but Tazz slides over his shoulders and drop kicks Patton. Tazz then
slaps on the Tazmission but Patton reaches the ropes. Tazz picks Patton up
only to be surprised by a rake to the eyes. Patton bounces off the
ropes and delivers a devastating bulldog. Patton then turns Tazz around and
does a neckbreaker. Patton picks Tazz up and does a gorilla press slam.
Tazz gets up but gets knocked down again by a clothesline. Patton
twirls Tazz around with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker! Patton throws Tazz over
the ropes and follows out after Tazz with a flying elbow drop. Patton
slams Tazz's head against the rail and then DDT's him onto the hard cold
cemente floor. Patton rolls Tazz back into the ring. Patton get!
s on the top turnbuckle and does a splash and lands right on top of
Tazz. Patton motions to the crowd that the match is over.)
Jim Ross: Tazz is going for a ride!
Jerry Lawler: It's the Backlash!!!
(Patton hurls Tazz down with his finisher, The
Backlash. Tazz is laying on the mat twitching in agony. He will not get
up anytime soon. Nick Patton covers 1........2.........3!)
Howard Finkle: And the winner of this match,
and new number one contender to the Net World Order Telivision title,
Nick Patton!
Jim Ross: Wow what a thriller! Nick Patton had
Tazz beat from the start.
Jerry Lawler: Tazz should of won! Patton is a damn
pussy. He doesn't deserve the number one contender spot to the T.V.
title.
[Suddenly, Two masked men run down to the ring and begin to attack Tazz. The men beat him with a baseball bats. Tazz is busted wide open as the two masked men quickly exit the ring as NWO officials come out to attend to Tazz]
Jim Ross: What the hell was all of that about?!!?!? We gotta take a short commercial break!
***COMMERCIAL***
#1 Contender To NWO Tag Team Titles
Sting & Gene Simmons VS The Impact Players
Howard Finkle: For our next match of the evening, first with Lance Storm and Justin Credible,
The Impact Players!
("Snap Your Dinger, and Snap your Neck" blasts over
the PA system as they walk out down to the ring and jump in. )
Howard Finkle: Their opponents, Sting and Micahel Graves.
( Kiss music blasts over the P.A. system as they
run down to the ring and slide in)
Ross: Well this match has gotten underway in a
hurry, what a match this will be.
Lawler: No way, Sting and Simmons cant hang with
the Impact Players, they are Just-n-Credible, haha!
( In the ring Sting hammers away on Justin. Sting
and Justin are the 2 legal men as Simmons and Storm do battle on the
outside as Simmons rams Storm into the medal steps. In the ring Justin
counters and hammers back. Justin whips Sting in the ropes and delivers
an elbow. He goes for the quick cover.. 1..2.. kickout.)
Ross: Sting kicks out after the clothesline.
Lawler: Hey Reese, maybe you should hire a ref that
can count to 3, that was a pretty slow count.
Ross: Oh stop it King, that was a fair count.
( Justin and Sting lock up to each other, Sting
with the neck breaker. Sting delivers vicious kicks to the head of
Justin. Justin hobbles up and delivers a low-blow, both men are down and
trying to make a tag. They both tag. Graves and Lance run in as Graves
gets the knock down, then knocks down Justin. Sting clotheslines him
over the top rope. Graves goes for a pile-driver, but Lance counters
into a back body drop. Graves hurries and gets up but gets knocked
down again by Lance.)
Lawler: Haha, look at Lance, Impact Players are on a
roll.
Ross: Yea for the first time this match.
( Lance whips him into the ropes and goes for the
clothesline, Graves ducks and delivers a great DDT. Graves goes for the pin. 1...2... kickout
just in time. Graves cant believe it. Graves applys a sleeper hold,
he goes down slowly, the red lifts his arm up, it drops 1.., he lifts it
up again, it drops 2... he lifts it up one more time, drop but Lance
keeps it up and delivers a great suplex. Both men are down and needing a
tag, Lance tags in Justin as Justin goes and grabs Graves's leg just in
time to prevent the tag.)
Jim Ross: Justin Credible is proving that he will do ANYTHING to win this match!
[Back in the ring, Justin Credible drags Micahel Graves to the center of the ring and begins working on his knee. Sting begins clapping, getting the crowd behind Him and His Tag partner. Graves gets back to his feet and kicks Justin Credible in the mid section. Graves then tosses Credible to the ropes, Credible reverses it and throws Graves into the ref! The referee is OUT! Lance Storm and Sting hit the ring! Its a four man brawl! Sting takes Justin Credible and delivers the scorpion death drop! He coves Justin, but there is no ref for the pin! Meanwhile, Lance Storm takes Michael Graves and snaps on the Canadian Mapleleaf! Graves is tapping out! NWO officials Teddy Long and Earl Heber dash to the ring. Hebner goes to Sting pinning Credible and Teddy Long goes to Lance Storm with Graves. The referees call for the bell at the same time. Hebner holds up Sting's arm while Teddy Long holds up Lance Storm's. The refs look puzzeled and confront each other, yelling in the middle of the ring. Howard Finkle has not ruleing and does not know what to say! Finally, "American Badass" by Kid Rock blares over the PA as CEO Reese makes his way out on the ramp! He has a mic in hand!]
CEO Chuck Reese: Damn you referees, you have the easiest job on Earth and you STILL manage to fuck it up! I will make this short and simple... Like Jerry Lawler down there! Since you guys cannot figure out who won this match, I suppose that BOTH teams will have to go on to the PPV! That's right folks, At Politically Incorrect, you will see The Turnpike Connection defend against BOTH the Impact Players and Graves and Sting! Now, you guys CHOKE ON THAT!
[Reese drops the mic to a huge pop as both teams stand in the ring, bitching back and fourth.]
Jim Ross: HOLY HELL! Reese has dropped a bomb!
Jerry Lawler: Graves tapped out, I saw him!
Jim Ross: Both the legal mean were eliminated King! Its time for a break fans, stay tuned for our main event!
***COMMERCIAL
AKI's theme song plays and The Baltimore
Assassin step out with the NWO World tag team titles over their shoulders.
They smile as Kaos walks out wearing an AKI shirt, followed by Chris
Jericho and Maxx Payne. Lady Kelly and Francine walk out and they walk
down the ramp with AKI. The Baltimore Assassin and Kaos rolls in and Shane
Douglas holds the ropes for Francine. The Baltimore Assassin picks Lady
Kelly up and he lifts her over the ropes, Maxx Payne and Chris Jericho
roll in the ring. Kelly hands The Baltimore Assassin the microphone and
he begins to speak.
The Baltimore Assassin:"You know the Ass
Kickers have really inproved our game for a while, Kaos has been having
small problems but they will get better. Maxx Payne has been lifted to
main event status like he has always wanted, Chris Jericho has yet to
gain anything but he will in due time. Shane Douglas and I have won the
NWO World tag team titles, and I am gonna win the NWO World Heavyweight
title from that Propesia needing ass named Stone Cold! We have elevated
the NWO, we took out Harlem Heat, Impact Players, Rampage, PTC, Gene
Simmons, and so many more. None of the other stables could hold a flame
to us, we're just that damn good, and we get better by the second!"
"But tonight we are having a special ceremony for Nick Patton who
has won againsy Carter Davids to become the newest member of AKI. But
after "The Franchise" makes his comments about Bret Hart and so many
others we will bring Nick Patton out..."
DOUGLAS: You know, people, I can tell why the hell you idiots did the
damn
watermelon crawl that Tracy Byrd sang about! It's because you can't
walk
after you idiots take turns stuffing watermelons where the f**king sun
don't
shine! (Fans start booing as AKI's members chuckle
among
themselves.) Hell, I haven't seen so many people
without
teeth since Neil Stylez went back home to visit Mom and Dad!
(Fans boo louder and throw garbage into the ring.)
That's
right, I forgot! Half of you are probably his sisters, brothers,
cousins,
uncles...MY GOD, GUYS! WE'VE STUMBLED ONTO NEIL STYLEZ' FAMILY AND
CHEERING
SECTION! (Screams in mock horror as Jericho and Payne
laugh
their heads off, and Kaos and TBA smirk.) That's
right,
folks, I have proof from some pretty reliable sources that Neil Stylez
is
indeed one of the Pet Shop Boys, and Bret Hart also has an ample supply
of
hamsters as well!
But enough of inbreds and losers, onto the loser of tonight! Bret
"Hitman"
Hart! There have been a few of these braindead idiots who come out
here and
ask me if I'm kicking your ass for the good old United States of
America!
Well, I'm sorry to say that I hate the U.S. a whole lot more than you
do!
After all, we have a bunch of sorry losers running this country,
including a
President who uses cigars with fat little interns and trailer-park
trash
that was probably related to Stone Cold Steve Austin in some form! We
have
a vice-president who reminds me more of a robot than a man, and let's
not
forget that psycho bitch Hillary! When these idiots aren't destroying
the
country, they're selling our military secrets to Ying and Yang over in
China! Yeah, no wonder America sucks!
(How dare he
insult
the U.S. like this, the fans boo even louder)
ROSS: Well, he's just a patriot tonight!
LAWLER: Hey, it's about time someone told it like it is! Douglas for
President in 2000!
ROSS: Oh, great, King, that's just what we don't need!
DOUGLAS: No, Bret "The Crybaby" Hart! Tonight is not a question of the
United States vs. Canada! It's not a question of the Great White North
versus America! It's the greatest scientific wrestler in the NWO, that
would be me...against a pathetic, out-of-shape, Quaker State wearing
loser!
I mean, your hair is so damn greasy that it might just be about time to
get
your hair changed! No, really, folks, he's the only wrestler I know
that
gets his hair done at Phillips 66! (Laughs as the fans
boo
and groan at the bad sense of humor Douglas has. Over at the
announcer's
table, Lawler is laughing his head off and laying on Ross as he
laughs.)
LAWLER: HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA! Oh, JR, that's so damn funny!
He's a
regular comedian, he kills me!
ROSS: That's not a bad idea, King! Would you get the hell off me,
please!
DOUGLAS: Don't be sad, Hart! We all know that the end is rapidly
approaching for you, but like most others, you can't seem to accept
that!
Like Hogan, like Sting, like many wrestlers of the past, you have to be
put
to pasture! Well, allow me to do the honor of putting you out there
tonight! Only, I'll be whipping your ass and then taking you outside
to be
shot, like an old horse! I'm sick of your moaning and bitching that
everyone owes your ass a damn living, and that the world revolves
around
you! The truth is, Ass Kickers Incorporated is the focal point of the
wrestling universe! Once you losers learn that, the world will be a
better
place!
As for Holly Hogan, if you stick your nose into this one, I'm
breaking it
right off your face! You better call it down the middle, or the two of
you
can repatch your broken relationship from the hospital, because that's
where
you will both end up! After I'm done, look out Rock, because I can
smell
what you're cooking, that's why I'm bringing the Rolaids!
Maxx Payne:"Nows the time we call out
Nick... Kaos get the shirt."
Kaos walks over and he hangs the shirt on the
ropes facing the entrance way. AKI music plays and Nick Patton walks down
with Cara as red confetty and balloons fall from the rafters. He grabs
the shirt and he puts it on.
[~Kaos:~] Come on Nick it's time for you
to get your acceptance!
Chris Jericho- Welcome to the kliq Jerichoholic!
Nick Patton walks in the ring and he begins
shaking everybodies hands. The Baltimore Assassin roundhouse kicks Nick
Patton in his head. Maxx Payne grabs Cara and he lays a big wet kiss on
her, Chris Jericho begins stomping Nick Patton. Shane Douglas picks Nick
up and TBA puts him in the torture rack. Shane Douglas climbs the ropes
and he leg drops him out of the rack and into the mat.
Jim Ross- OH MY GOD!!!
Jerry Lawler- Nick has been crossed! Oops they did
it again!
Jim Ross- Turnpike Connection calls that move
the Toll!
Kaos vertical suplexes Nick Patton. Maxx Payne
elbow drops him, The Baltimore Assassin climbs up the turnbukle and he
does a shooting star press off the ropes. Jericho slings Nick to the
ropes and he slingboard flips into Nick. Maxx begins ripping the shirt off
of Nick Patton as Shane Douglas grabs a microphone and begins to speak.
DOUGLAS: The members of Ass-Kickers, Incorporated are chosen, you don't
walk
up and ask to be a part of AKI! I hope you learned your lesson, and
we'll
make sure you have a reminder of it with your teeth in a f**king bag!
The Baltimore Assassin:"Nick Patton you
wanna be me, you went so far as to use my last name and state of
birth... Nick's real name is Nick Quincy and I'll be damned if he will go on
acting like a player when the only player is me! Now Jayzom Williams if
you continue to mention my name the same thing will happen to you. You
see some long boring talk about how you feel about thirty different
guys other than your opponent isn't what the people want... they want
twisted steel and sex appeal, and thats what AKI is! So Nick remember your
not the man of the hour, every hour and remember it always has been
your pleasure!"
Chris Jericho handcuffs Cara and puts her on a
chain collar as AKI leaves the ring and Nick Patton lays in a puddle of
blood.
#1 Contender To NWO Intercontinental Title
Bret Hart VS Shane Douglas
Howard Finkle: Ladies and gentlemen, it is now time for our MAIN EVENT.... This match is scheduled for one fall and is for the #1 Contendership to the Net World Order Intercontinental Championship! Introducing first, from Calagary Alberta Canada.. Bret "Hitman" Hart!
[Bret Hart makes his way out to the ring with a Canadian Flag in his hand. The Gerogia Rednecks boo his ass into next week]
Howard Finkle: And his opponet, accompanied by Francine.. From Pittsburgh Pennsylvania.. Shane Douglas!
["Perfect Strangers" By Deep Purple blares over the PA as Douglas and Francine make their way out. Georgia Rednecks may not like Douglas, but they like Francine for some odd reason... Both men are in the ring as the bell sounds! Douglas chops Bret Hart in the chest to start things off. Hart backs into the ropes and Shane gives him the Irish Whip. Douglas with a big clothesline and Hart goes down. Douglas shouts at some of the "Fat Georgia Chicks" in the front row. As Douglas turns around, Hart stands to his feet and delivers a snap suplex. Hart continues his assult, picking up Douglas and bodyslaming him hard to the mat. Bret Hart measures Douglas and gives him a stern Elbow Drop to the throat area. Douglas kicks his feet as he gets winded from the shot by Bret Hart.]
Jerry Lawler: Bret Hart is looking like a caged animal!
[Bret Hart stands Douglas back to his feet and gives him a shot to the head. After another shot, Bret tosses Douglas to the ropes and Bret Hart hits a dropkick. Hart drops over Douglas and hooks the leg for the pin. 1.......2...... Douglas weasels his shoulder up. Hart stands Douglas up once again and tries to send him to the ropes but Shane reverses and sends Hart to the ropes. Francine holds the ropes down! Harts flys over the top! The ref didnt see a thing! Douglas gets in the refs face as Francine removes her spiked heel.... WHAM! Francine clobbers Bret Hart over the head with her shoe, busting him open. Douglas rolls out of the ring and gives Hart a piledriver on the concrete! Douglas tosses Hart back into the ring and goes for the pin. 1.......2....... Hart kicks out just in time!]
Jim Ross: Damn Francine, she cannot go a single match without getting involved!
Jerry Lawler: She really needs to get "involved" with me! HA HA!
[Francine now jumps onto the apron and gets in the refs face for a slow count. Douglas turns around to calm Francine. Hart gets to his knees and gives Douglas a low blow while the referee's back was turned! Douglas falls to the mat as Bret Hart darts to the corner post. He climbs to the second turnbuckle and hits his elbow drop! Bret Hart calls for the sharpshooter, He has it locked in! Hart has the hold in the middle of the ring as Douglas screams in pain. Suddenly, The Rock dashes out from the back. He enters the ring and smashes Bret Hart over the head, ROCK BOTTOM on Bret Hart! The Rock then Picks up Shane Douglas... another Rock Bottom! The referee calls for the bell..]
Howard Finkle: The winner of this match by disqualification and the #1 Contender to the NWO Intercontinental Title, Bret Hart!
[Hart rolls out of the ring as The Rock beats on Shane Douglas as the AKI storm to the ring! Jericho, Kaos and Maxx Payne enter the ring and begin to pummell on The Rock. What Next??!?! The New Blood make their appearance! They begin to brawl with the AKI in the ring! Its pandamonium! NWO Officials enter the ring and try to break the rival stables apart.]
Jim Ross: The Rock has joined the New Blood! I cannot believe it!
Jerry Lawler: Believe it Ross, The New Blood is gonna be taking things over!
Jim Ross: Fans, we are out of time, tune in on Thursday for more of the NWO!