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Post by Matt Hare on Aug 13, 2006 20:20:32 GMT 10
**Matt Hare, wearing a black suit with white shirt and black tie, and Julio wearing a red suit with a yellow shirt and orange tie are standing in front of the interview set with their title belts, with Hare holding the mic**
Matt Hare: In the lead up to Wacky Wednesday, those dumbass Beer Drinkers came out here and requested a match with us...the tag team champs! As usual, they didn't look before they took the leap and they made complete asses of themselves. They were going by the rules of Friday Funhouse. And even though they were in the wrong, that biast General Manager, Nicho "Z" went ahead and granted them a TITLE match?!
Julio: Even if you put aside the fact that they made complete asses of themselves last week, half of the team hadn't been seen for weeks until Wacky Wednesday!
Matt Hare: But we don't mind. We know that those two are a couple of mindless, talentless drunks that compete where they belong - in the Deathmatch division! We can beat them on any day of the week, because we are wrestlers.
Julio: So, Nicho - since this match is all your fault. We challenge you to a tag match next week - and when we overcome everything you've put in front of us this week, we'll put these tag titles on the line.
Matt Hare: Wait, Juilo. Nicho hasn't got a tag partner! Hahaha!
Julio: Ehh, what a fat. Well...the offer still stands, "Z." If you can find yourself a tag partner somewhere in that big bad world...then you're going to get a shot at the DUEW Tag Team Titles...
**Matt and Julio laugh to the camera as it zooms out and they hold all, of their titles in the air**
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Post by Lemmy Campbell on Aug 14, 2006 0:39:37 GMT 10
"Stand" on "Motorhead" hits the hall. A motorcycle is heard and the ramp is lighten by many lights in different colors. Then Lenny goes through the ramp with his Harley. He stops next to the ring and turn off the bike. After that he goes on the ring with a guitar on his back and six beer cans. After that he goes on the turnbuckles and throws five from the six beers at the audience. He opens the last one lifted in the air to the audience.
Lemmy: Guys thanks for the kind words...
[The crowd laughs]
Lemmy: But I have to say two things! First it is defenetly better to made an ass out of your self once in month, year or live time than actually being one, isn't that right Hare?
[The crowd laughs]
Lemmy: And second you are not going to defend the tag titles against Nicho the next week. You are not going to defend the titles agains anyone next week, coz the next week the champions will be THE BEER DRINKERS!
[The crowd cheers and Lemmy smiles]
Lemmy: And by the way, to play deathmatches you need something you will never have guys, guts!
[The crowd cheers]
Lemmy: And I have a lot of them, if you don't believe me you can ask your mothers!
[The crowd cheers again and WCLU looked puissed]
Julio: You know...
Lemmy: Shut the fuck up! I am still talking! The beer drinkers are going to crush you and show you the real meaning of pain!
[The crod cheers]
Julio: Look what...
Lemmy: SHUT UP I AM STILL TALKING! AFTER I DONE WITH YOU YOU ARE GOING TO LOOK LIKE THIS!
[The corwd cheers wile Lemmy drink the can to the bottom and smash it in his forhead]
Lemmy: COME ON WOUN"T YOU SPEAK AT LAST? I WANT TO HEAR YOUR OBJECTIONS!
[The crowd cheers louder and WCLU are totly pissed]
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Post by Matt Hare on Aug 14, 2006 18:27:14 GMT 10
OOC: The RP was catually set at the interview set, but I will just continue it as if it was in the arena.
Matt Hare: You are one dumb son of a gun!
**Hare and Julio laugh as the crowd boo and Lemmy stares them down**
Matt Hare: First off you come out here by yourself with absoloutley NO protection whatsoever.
Lemmy Campbell: I don't need protection!
Matt Hare: How about you let me speak you hypocrate(sp?)! You have a spaz at me when I interupt you, and you should have the courtesy of not interupting me. What, didn't your mamma teach you that when you had the monthly home-schooling class in the garage? Or did you wag that lesson...?
**Lemmy seems to get more angry and begins to get wrestless**
Matt Hare: Getting wrestless I see. Bah - haven't got much to be less of! AHAHAHAHA!
**Hare and Julio crack up and point at Campbell, but the crowd stays quiet and Lemmy looks at them in confusion**
Matt Hare: Wrestless: lack of wrestling? You aren't a wrestler anyway..ahhh forget it, you're too stupid to understand. Back to what I was saying, you are one stupid guy. Not only did you come out here with no protection, you carry that op-shop piece of junk guitar on your back, and you smash beer cans on your head?! What type of mental case are you? I refuse to even speak to you, you can't put a proper sentence together...let alone put on an acceptable wrestling match.
**They shake their heads, climb out of the ring and start to walk up the ramp with the crowd booing them and Lemmy standing in the ring, leaning on the ropes, shaking his head**
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Post by Lemmy Campbell on Aug 16, 2006 14:41:07 GMT 10
Lemmy starts shaking and look down. Hare and Julio smiles, thinking the got their goal, but in the next minuet Lemmy falls on the ring holding his stomach and laughing. Hare and Julio look suprised ass the audience. Lemmy steps on his feets, hardly and look at Julio and Hare.
Lemmy: You know what guys you are very funny.You should go to show for jokers.
[Lemmy keeps smiling and Hare and Juluio smiles too]
Hare: Oh so you fianlly understood the joke?
Lemmy: What? Nah that was stupid! When it comes you from inside and you don't push it it is pretty funny!
Hare: And what the fuck is so funny?
Lemmy: Well f you need a guid line, sure. Jokes for dummies!
[The corwd laughs with Lemmy]
Lemmy: The first thing is thatI need a protection. You are the one who need protection and I was going to show you that now if...
[Lemmy goes out of the ring and Hare and Julio goes on thei gaurd. But Lemmy stops infront of the audience and smile to a girl]
Lemmy: Grab my hand!
[She looks around unbeliving, then she does it.]
Lemmy: LET ME GO! I AM GOING TO KILL THEM! IF SHE WASN'T HOLDING ME I WAS GOING TO SHOW YOU WHO IS THE ONE THAT NEED PROTECTION!
[The crowd laughs and WCLU looks Lemmy wit pitty]
Hare: That man is sad!
Lemmy: WHAT IS SAD? I AM GOING TO... Ok enough you can let me go now!
[the girl release him and he gets back on the ring]
Lemmy: The next thing is that you are actually thinking that you can win this match! Let me tell you something you can talk as much as you want but the trut is one. We can see who will win only this friday and that is why I am not going to lose my time trying to put it in your dum heads! AND I AM GOING TO HAVE A BEER!
[The crowd cheers and Lemmy get another beer from the guys around the ring]
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Post by Matt Hare on Aug 16, 2006 17:04:56 GMT 10
Matt Hare: You go ahead and drink that cheap drink. Keep going, keep making a complete fool of yourself...be my guest. But you remember one thing; I'm a four time World Champion, a Hall of Famer and Survivor Cup winner. I know how to get things done in the ring!
**The crowd chant 'SHUT-THE-FUCK-UP' chants, with Lemmy leading them on**
Matt Hare: I'm never going to shut up - even if you people DO learn how to speak properly!
**The chants get louder as Lemmy gets onto the turnbuckle and hypes the fans up more and more**
Matt Hare: That's it you illiterate(sp?) punks. You listen and you listen good. We are going to go backstage, pack out bags, get in our stretch and ride twenty four minutes back to our two thousand a night hotel! We don't need to listen to you people...especially the ones up in the rafters that got in for a lousy $5.50!!
**The crowd cheer and Lemmy starts up a 'Nananana, nananana, hey hey hey, goodbye' chant. The tag champions cover their ears and storm backstage as the chants continue. The camera follows them backstage, where they pace down the hallway into their locker room, stuff their posessions into their duffel bags and storm outside where they are met by a long, black stretch limo. Julio opens the door and jumps in and as Hare is about to get in - he looks stares straight into the camera**
Matt Hare: Lemmy Campbell, Steve Austin...you better get that thought that we are going to lose our titles to a couple of drunken hillbillies, then you better pull your finger out of your hairy, tattooed asses cause you are dead wrong! We'll see you Friday, bitches!
**Hare sits down and slams the door shut as the limo drives off, screeching it's tyres. Then, all of a sudden the limo reverses back towards the camera and smashes straight into a big black ute. They then speed off around the corner beeping the horn as the camera shows the design on the bonet of the ute - a large skull with 'Stone Cold Steve Austin' written under it**
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