*Rob Van Dam and Sabu are in their locker room, RVD is practicing his punches while Sabu is taping up his cuts. The door opens and in walks Bill Alfonso, holding a clipboard.* ROB VAN DAM: Hey, Fonzy. BILL ALFONSO: What's up, guys. Listen, I got your next match right here! ROB VAN DAM: Seriously? Cool. Who I've got this time? BILL ALFONSO: I got big news, Daddy. You know like the IXWF hasn't got any Tag Team Champions yet? Well guess what, Daddy, I got you two a title shot! ROB VAN DAM: *Standing up with excitement to give Alfonso a high-five.* Alright, man! You hear that, Sabu? *Sabu just ignores Rob Van Dam and carries on taping himself up.* ROB VAN DAM: Well, anyway, I'm definitely lookin' forward to this one, Fonzy. BILL ALFONSO: Me too, man. Me too. ROB VAN DAM: So who we got? BILL ALFONSO: Listen, man. I think this is gonna be tough. I know you got Sabu with you, Daddy. But I still think it's gonna be tough. It's gonna be a lot tougher than your last match, man. And you lost that match. ROB VAN DAM:Hey c'mon, Fonzy. I told you already. I only lost that match because of my bad knee, didn't you see me limping to the ring? BILL ALFONSO:Look, RVD, just forget about last week. I know you had a bad knee, man. I mean, why else would the Whole F'n Show lose? But anyways, last week's match isn't important anymore. What is important, is your next match. Which, like I said, is gonna be tough. You ready for this, Daddy? For you and Sabu to be the IXWF Tag Team Champions, you gotta be Christian & Tyson Tomko, and Stone Cold Steve Austin & Shawn Michaels. What do you think, Daddy? You think you can take 'um? *RVD looks down and thinks for a moment.* ROB VAN DAM:Wait a minute, Fonzy. Who the hell is Tyson Tomko? BILL ALFONSO: *Laughs.* I'm not quite sure myself. I heard he's Christian's bitch. So RVD, what do you think about your opponents? ROB VAN DAM: What do I think? The same thing I always think, Fonzy. It's gonna be easy. BILL ALFONSO: And what do you think, Sabu? *Sabu just grunts and goes back to his business.* BILL ALFONSO: Well, I just need you guys to sign this contract. *Alfonso hands the clip board and a pen to Sbau, who signs the contract. Alfonso then hands the clipboard and a pen to RVD, who also signs it.* BILL ALFONSO: Alright, man! Now it's offcial! OK, RVD, are you ready? ROB VAN DAM: Ready for what, Fonz? Oh, I know what you're talking about. You want me to do a promo, right? BILL ALFONSO: Hell yeah, Daddy! We just got the news so why waste any time? ROB VAN DAM: OK then, Fonzy. But this time, let's go down to the ring. *With that said, the three men stand up and head for the door. Suddenly, Alfonso stops. He looks at the contract, confused.* BILL ALFONSO: Hey wait a minute, guys. Ijust noticed something. It says here, that your match is going to be a tag team tables match! ROB VAN DAM: So what, Fonzy? That's great news, man! I think your forgetting that Sabu is the master of tables. Ain't that right, Sabu? *Sabu just nods his head and walks out the door. RVD and Alfonso follow him.* ::::: 5 MINUTES LATER ::::: *Fans of the IXWF are just settling in. When RVD's theme ong, "One of a Kind", hits the P.A. system, the fans stand up and direct their attention to the entrance. RVD, Sabu and Bill Alfonso walk out as the crowd boo. The three men make their way down to the ring. Alfonso grabs a microphone and hands it to RVD. The theme music stops, and RVD begins to speak.* ROB VAN DAM: Look at this, Fonzy. Look at all these pathetic poeple out here. *The arena erupts with boos.* ROB VAN DAM: Do you know why they're pathetic, Fonzy? I'll tell you why. All these people care about, is gimmicks and microphone skills! They don't care about what happens in the ring. They don't care about all the fantastic manouvers that Sabu and I pull off. All these people want, is another Hulk Hogan to cling on to, and cheer for every week. Last week at Exodus, I was unfairly placed in a match, when the office knew damn well, that I had an injury. I had a weak knee, and they still made me wrestle. Which eventually led to me being defeated, by Christian. I can't believe, Fonz. I mean, I have to walk around knowing that I got beat by Christian. But I suppose it doesn't matter, because tongiht I get another chance to beat Christian. That's right. All you people probably don't even know yet, but Sabu and I have a match tonight. We're going to face Christian and his bitch. What's his name again, Fonz? Thompson? Tyson? Well anyway, we're facing Christian and whats-his-name, and Stone Cold Steve Austin and the self-proclaimed "Heart Break Kid" Shawn Michaels. Tonight's gonna be different though, tonight I'm not gonna lose. Not only have I got the most suicidal, homicidal, genecidal, death-defying maniac Sabu with me, but I'm also 100% ready. Unlike last week, were I was only 50% or 60% ready. No, this time I'm fully-fit. I'm ready. And there's also a little stipulation with tonight's match, which is right down mine and Sabu's alley. Our match tonight, is going to be a tag team tables match! And it's also going to be for the IXWF Tag Team title belts! Christian, this time you're not gonna beat me. There's no way I'm letting you win this time. You already cheated your way to the Intercontinental title! Which, by the way, I expect a re-match for. But that's for another night. Tonight, I'm focusing all my attention to this match. 'Cause I feel kinda funny, it feels weird that I don't have any gold yet. But I won't need to worry about that after tonight. You see Christian, you think that this is gonna be easy. But I've been training, and I've been training hard. I can't stand the fact that you beat me. So RVD is going to show everyone exactly why they call him the Whole F'n Show. If there's anyone in that ring tonight who I'm looking forward to beating, it's you, Christian! And what about this little bitch of yours? Tyko? Tomko or something like that? I think I've seen him around. Big guy with a funny beard, right? You're probably knew to this buiness. 'Cause I've never heard of you. So being new, I'm going to give you some friendly advice. Don't mess with me, man. Don't mess with Fonzy. And don't mess with Sabu. If I were you, man, I wouldn't even show up tonight. I'd stay at home and let Christian fight for himself. 'Cause the way I see it, you have two options. Either show up tonight, get your ass put through a table, get busted open, lose the match and be humiliated. Or, stay at home, watch Exodus and relax. Now which options sounds like the better one for you Tommy boy? Trust me. You don't want to have to experience the Van Daminator, or the Van Terminator, and you definitely don't won't to experience Sabu's arabian face-buster! Believe me, I've been there. Who else do we have again? Oh, yeah. "CCD". Man, Fonzy. What a name. What's that stand for? Chaotic Carnage & Destruction? Wow, man. How dorky can you get? Do they actually think that name makes them sound cool. Listen, guys. You need to change your get something cooler, man. Like our name, FTW! I'm glad you guys are in the match tonight. 'Cause a lot of people have been saying that CCD will kick our ass. CCD this, CCD that. I'm sick of hearing it. CCD is old news, their time wa in the past. Now is the time for FTW to take control. And tonight at Exodus, were going to show you why. Me and Sabu are going to be representing FTW, when we beat and humiliate CCD right in the middle of the ring.
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