Post by Rhaps on Jun 14, 2008 19:55:41 GMT -4
OOC: I'm posting this on behalf of Amanda since she was busy and I offered to post threads she wanted here.
(Fuerza)
Devin: And what en evening it has been tonight for GHW. We saw amazing matches, not to mention a brutal battle between Asari and Samantha that ended in a double count out.
Darell: Which, to be honest Devin I'm kind of disappointed about. Samantha was dominant and I wanted to see her get the win here tonight.
Before Darrell can finish talking, the titantron darkens, causing a despondent hush to fall over the audience. Suddenly, Rostro Maligno by Transmetal blasts through the speakers, reverberating around the entire arena. Fuerza Salgado walks in from backstage wearing a loose fitting T-shirt in homage to Mexico and vibrant green trousers. A small silver chain is looped around his neck and as usual he is carrying the ice pick in his left hand. A chorus of boos break out suddenly and Fuerza offers the middle finger to the audience as he makes his way up to the ring. Devin pulls a face, casting a look of disdain towards the small Mexican. Fuerza continues to walk calmly and slowly, staying to the middle so as to not hit touch one of the fans. As soon as he reaches the ring, he climbs onto the apron and ducks under the ropes. He begins gesturing wildly and shouting angrily in Spanish. A stage hand rushes forwards, offering the Mexican Menace a microphone before snatching it off of him rudely.
Fuerza: You can all shut your Goddam mouths.
This earns another vehement response from the audience. Many begin showering the ring in debris and rubbish as Fuerza merely laughs it off, pointing at it before pointing back out into the crowd.
Fuerza: This crap here in the ring just represents the crap that comprises this audience tonight. Now shut the hell up because I, Fuerza Salgado, have a few words to say. And you can guess who they're about. Amanda, you sneak attacked me in that match we had and as for getting to Peru, you know what happened? The crate got stopped at the Mexico and US border and I was laying inside for 9 hours. Now, I have come back to kick your little ass Esse.
But before I do that, I heard you had re-made that little tag team with that bitch Asari Hokuto. And you know something, I for one you would to remind you that you'r not exactly the best of friends. You, Jackass at the back, play that footage.
The titantron flickers before playing the footage. It shows Amanda heading into the cell area before Chick Kicking Asari's head off. The footage changes to showing Asari holding a singapore cane aloft, ready to hit a devestating blow. She brings the cane down, slamming it into the top of Amanda's head, driving her to the mat. As the footage stops playing, Fuerza begins laughing mockingly.
Fuerza: And you expect me to believe that you two could last as a tag team. And something else I noticed. Asari got her ass handed to her by Samantha and it was sheer dumb luck that she managed to walk out of here with a draw. You know, I really think this place is too kind. Because I want to see a rematch in a hardcore, pinfalls count anywhere match. Then we'll see the Asian Spitfire where she deserves to be. On her back being pinned for a three count because you two snivelling in the back are nothing more than human garbage. And I think its time for the Mexican Menace to take out the trash. Comprende?
Fuerza lowers the microphone as he arrogantly leans against the ring ropes and waits for either woman to appear.
(Amanda)
(Asari)
The crowd begin to cheer loudly and point up the ramp. Amanda and the Mexican Menace both look as well. Atop the ramp is Asari Hokuto, no ring music and no bright beeming smile. She stands there for several moments, not moving a muscle as as the camera zooms in to show her various bruises, cuts and bandages.
Darrell:uh oh, he has done it now!
Devin:I can not believe she is going to come out here after what happened to her. How can she even look at the fans?
She walks down the ramp gingerly, showing obvious pain with each step. As she gets nearer, the Menace points and laughs at her, enjoying the site of Asari in such a condition. Amanda stares a hole through him causing him to get a not so fresh feeling. He slowly backs away with a slight smirk as Asari rolls under the ropes and stands up. A stage hand tosses her a mic too.
Asari:Fagza, I hate to do this, but I gotta give you some credit. It takes guts to show your face again here...or anywhere for that matter, after you got your ass kicked so bad by Amanda. It is probably a good thing you didn't make it back to "may-he-co", your amigos, your familia would have disowned you for getting beat by a woman. You better pray they never find out...speaking of prayer, this has been on my mind awhile, I hope you can answer it. Why wasn't Jesus Christ born in Mexico?
His little smirk vanishes abruptly as Amanda does the pointing and laughing now. His look becomes one of confusion.
Asari: Oh nevermind I know, i get it now....it is because God couldn't find 3 wise men or a virgin there
The crowd laugh at the insult which eats at fagza immediately. You can hear the announce duo sniggering.
Asari:You come out here with your stupid little ice pick and insults these great fans and threaten them, I won't allow that....I...
Fagza quickly interjects as if already prepared to verbally abuse her.
Fagza:Ohhhhh yeeeeeeah now you give a damn about the fans again huh? You are a two faced b***h! Not three months ago you assaulted a fan, superkicked the poor woman into the next century. You are a fake just like Amanda. Oh and speaking of you amanda, how can you claim to be for the fans when you buddy up with this fan assaulting tramp?
Amanda goes to speak but Asari cuts her off with a single hand motion, the anger building inside her is becoming hard to control, his remark about the fan hitting a nerve with her.
Asari:I made a mistake, I know it and my fans know it. There was alot of variables back then and things got weird. Face it man, you are looking at the next best tag team in the land. Drop the lame ass attempt to drive a wedge. The slate has been cleaned. However, I have always wanted to know something......what is the diffrence between a bench and a mexican?
He looks at her, Amanda then at the crowd with a befuddled look.
Fagza:What the hell you talking about, b***h?
Amanda:Oh I know the answer to that one.....the bench can actually support a family...haha
The crowd let out a pop and laughter, pointing at him and several saying "burn" at the insult tossed at him. He wildly points at the fans and yells at them while everyone continues to laugh at him.
Asari:Awww what the matter wittle fagzies? You need something to put on that burn? That was a nasty one.
He returns to facing the two women, he is seething with anger as he points his finger back and forth at the two while he speaks
Fagza:Oh you got jokes huh? Well riddle me this....what is black, blue and red all over?
The two give him a look as if he is pathedic but can not help but laugh at his hurt feelings.
Fagza:I tell you what....it is both of you b****es after I get done beating the hell out of you.
The two roll their eyes at his futile remark, the fans shower him with jeers. He then looks at Asari and chuckles, pointing at her bruises and such.
Fagza:Actually, in your case Asari, I guess Samantha beat me to the punch. Jokes on me huh? haha.
The stinging little insult hits Asari hard, her eye rolling snaps into a look of hate as he stares right back at her.
Amanda:Oh whatever Cheech, the only joke around here is your sorry ass. You have offically overstayed your welcome and if you don't leave this ring and go back to your la casa, WE are going to kick your ass all the way back there!
he tosses his mic down quickly and takes off his shirt, more than willing to reclaim the pride and dignity he lost when he got his ass kicked by amanda. He walks back and forth in front of them, yelling stuff in spanish at them. Asari puts the mic to her lips, not wanting to say what she is about to, but due to his snide remark she wants to fire him up beyond control.
Asari:Hey Fagza....CHINGA TU MADRE!
The remark stops him dead in his tracks, his jaw drops and now his anger comes to a boiling point. Amanda, not knowing what she just said in spanish, leans in to asari.
Amanda:*whispering away from mic*what did you say girl?
Asari:*whispers back*I told him to F**K his Mother.
Amanda lets out a "ahh" then instantly drops her mic, knowing that even though a punch has not been thrown, the fight is about to be on.
Darrell:I don't know what she just said but the menace is LIVID, look at him, he is about to explode quite literally.
Devin: well Asari has always had a way of getting under peoples skin, she is good at it and she just struck again.
(Fuerza)
Asari and Amanda stand expectantly while Fuerza continues pacing, raving to himself in Spanish. He eventually stops in front of them, staring a hole through both women who stifle their giggles, openly amused by the Menace's antics. He raises the microphone to his mouth while the fans begin chanting 'Arse-hole' over and over again. Fuerza begins seething, stamping on the mat in frustration.
Fuerza: I say once more, shut your goddam mouths. Especially you two Payaso's in the ring right now. You Comprende that b****es? I should have kicked your sorry asses a long time ago with you and your repetitive jokes. Especially that lawnmower bit, you really think Fuerza Salgado would lower his standards and be associated with you Asari? If you really think that you've got another thing coming.
Fuerza throws the microphone behind him and charges headlong at his enemies. He thrusts his arm out to one side, attempting to take Amanda down to the canvas with a clothesline. She manages to duck out of the way before the move connects. As he turns, Asari throws her foot upwards, trying to hit the superkick. Fuerza manages to avoid it before closing the distance. He raises his fist, ready for it to connect into Asari's face. the Spitfire raises her arm, stopping the assault instantly, pushing him back and avoiding a second right hand as he swings wildly in response to the counter.
(Amanda)
(Fuerza)
Devin: And what en evening it has been tonight for GHW. We saw amazing matches, not to mention a brutal battle between Asari and Samantha that ended in a double count out.
Darell: Which, to be honest Devin I'm kind of disappointed about. Samantha was dominant and I wanted to see her get the win here tonight.
Before Darrell can finish talking, the titantron darkens, causing a despondent hush to fall over the audience. Suddenly, Rostro Maligno by Transmetal blasts through the speakers, reverberating around the entire arena. Fuerza Salgado walks in from backstage wearing a loose fitting T-shirt in homage to Mexico and vibrant green trousers. A small silver chain is looped around his neck and as usual he is carrying the ice pick in his left hand. A chorus of boos break out suddenly and Fuerza offers the middle finger to the audience as he makes his way up to the ring. Devin pulls a face, casting a look of disdain towards the small Mexican. Fuerza continues to walk calmly and slowly, staying to the middle so as to not hit touch one of the fans. As soon as he reaches the ring, he climbs onto the apron and ducks under the ropes. He begins gesturing wildly and shouting angrily in Spanish. A stage hand rushes forwards, offering the Mexican Menace a microphone before snatching it off of him rudely.
Fuerza: You can all shut your Goddam mouths.
This earns another vehement response from the audience. Many begin showering the ring in debris and rubbish as Fuerza merely laughs it off, pointing at it before pointing back out into the crowd.
Fuerza: This crap here in the ring just represents the crap that comprises this audience tonight. Now shut the hell up because I, Fuerza Salgado, have a few words to say. And you can guess who they're about. Amanda, you sneak attacked me in that match we had and as for getting to Peru, you know what happened? The crate got stopped at the Mexico and US border and I was laying inside for 9 hours. Now, I have come back to kick your little ass Esse.
But before I do that, I heard you had re-made that little tag team with that bitch Asari Hokuto. And you know something, I for one you would to remind you that you'r not exactly the best of friends. You, Jackass at the back, play that footage.
The titantron flickers before playing the footage. It shows Amanda heading into the cell area before Chick Kicking Asari's head off. The footage changes to showing Asari holding a singapore cane aloft, ready to hit a devestating blow. She brings the cane down, slamming it into the top of Amanda's head, driving her to the mat. As the footage stops playing, Fuerza begins laughing mockingly.
Fuerza: And you expect me to believe that you two could last as a tag team. And something else I noticed. Asari got her ass handed to her by Samantha and it was sheer dumb luck that she managed to walk out of here with a draw. You know, I really think this place is too kind. Because I want to see a rematch in a hardcore, pinfalls count anywhere match. Then we'll see the Asian Spitfire where she deserves to be. On her back being pinned for a three count because you two snivelling in the back are nothing more than human garbage. And I think its time for the Mexican Menace to take out the trash. Comprende?
Fuerza lowers the microphone as he arrogantly leans against the ring ropes and waits for either woman to appear.
(Amanda)
The crowd wait for either Amanda or Asari to turn up, cheering for them. Fuerza looks around at the crowd, shouting insults to them and trying to look patient. A few seconds pass by and there is still no sign of Amanda or Asari..
::[.Devin Bozz.]::
This is rediculous... Would they just come out and send this guy back to Peru.... Please?
::[.Darrell Jones.]::
You saw the state of Asari earlier on. Maybe we won't see her tonight, but you can damn sure bet that Amanda will turn up.
Just as Fuerza goes to raise the mic to his lips, a cocky smile on his face, ready to talk more trash about why the two Diva's aren't in the ring. A female laugh echo's around the arena. The crowd stand to their feet and cheer loudly. Her music however, doesn't come on, instead...
::[.Amanda Hallsworth.]::
And there was me, thinking that i would never see your face again...
Amanda walks out from behind the curtain. The crowd cheer again for her. She stands on the stage for a few seconds, looking around at the crowd, and then she focusses her eyes on Fuerza for the first time since she sent him to Peru in a crate. She walks down the ramp, speaking to Fuerza as she does...
::[.Amanda Hallsworth.]::
It's time for you to take out the Trash? Oh im sorry... Vladimir T Strife and Samantha aren't here right now.. They've gone out to ''Celebrate''.. But next time i see them, i'll tell them for you.
Amanda laughs a little, as do the crowd, and a small snigger is heard from Devin and Darrell at the announce table. Fuerza goes to raise the mic, maybe to correct Amanda, but she gets there first and stops him.
::[.Amanda Hallsworth.]::
Ah ah, im not done yet. See, you have a point about me and Asari. We did beat the hell out of eachother. But then she left. When she came back, we decided we wanted to start over, and soon, we will be the best Tag Team in GHW.
Amanda smiles, she is now at the ring, or has been for a few seconds now. She slides in under the second rope and stands to her feet. She walks right over to Fuerza, who is now not leant on the ropes. Sarcastically, she waves at him and says ''Hi'' without the mic. Fuerza, slaps her hand away and this wipes the smile off Amanda's face. She raises the mic quickly to her lips and speaks, now in a completely different tone of voice..
::[.Amanda Hallsworth.]::
I don't know who you think you are, Fuerza, but you touch me again, and i'll kick your ass right here, right now.
Showing no signs of mercy, Fuerza just laughs in her face. Amanda looks to the side of her, and then around at the crowd. Mockingly, she puts her hand over her mouth and yawns. Fuerza stops laughing and Amanda speaks again...
::[.Amanda Hallsworth.]::
Quite finished? Ok, thought so. Anyway... As i was saying before you rudely slapped my hand... Asari and I have sorted our differences and are now better friends than we ever were. She's got my back, and i sure as hell have hers... And thats a message to Samantha aswell... Come NeXuS, Asari will be better than ever, and you'll see why they call her the Asian Spitfire.
Amanda lowers the mic, a smirk on her face. Fuerza begins to speak to her without the mic, Amanda just continue's to smirk, and waits for either Fuerza to speak again, or Asari to come out.
::[.Devin Bozz.]::
This is rediculous... Would they just come out and send this guy back to Peru.... Please?
::[.Darrell Jones.]::
You saw the state of Asari earlier on. Maybe we won't see her tonight, but you can damn sure bet that Amanda will turn up.
Just as Fuerza goes to raise the mic to his lips, a cocky smile on his face, ready to talk more trash about why the two Diva's aren't in the ring. A female laugh echo's around the arena. The crowd stand to their feet and cheer loudly. Her music however, doesn't come on, instead...
::[.Amanda Hallsworth.]::
And there was me, thinking that i would never see your face again...
Amanda walks out from behind the curtain. The crowd cheer again for her. She stands on the stage for a few seconds, looking around at the crowd, and then she focusses her eyes on Fuerza for the first time since she sent him to Peru in a crate. She walks down the ramp, speaking to Fuerza as she does...
::[.Amanda Hallsworth.]::
It's time for you to take out the Trash? Oh im sorry... Vladimir T Strife and Samantha aren't here right now.. They've gone out to ''Celebrate''.. But next time i see them, i'll tell them for you.
Amanda laughs a little, as do the crowd, and a small snigger is heard from Devin and Darrell at the announce table. Fuerza goes to raise the mic, maybe to correct Amanda, but she gets there first and stops him.
::[.Amanda Hallsworth.]::
Ah ah, im not done yet. See, you have a point about me and Asari. We did beat the hell out of eachother. But then she left. When she came back, we decided we wanted to start over, and soon, we will be the best Tag Team in GHW.
Amanda smiles, she is now at the ring, or has been for a few seconds now. She slides in under the second rope and stands to her feet. She walks right over to Fuerza, who is now not leant on the ropes. Sarcastically, she waves at him and says ''Hi'' without the mic. Fuerza, slaps her hand away and this wipes the smile off Amanda's face. She raises the mic quickly to her lips and speaks, now in a completely different tone of voice..
::[.Amanda Hallsworth.]::
I don't know who you think you are, Fuerza, but you touch me again, and i'll kick your ass right here, right now.
Showing no signs of mercy, Fuerza just laughs in her face. Amanda looks to the side of her, and then around at the crowd. Mockingly, she puts her hand over her mouth and yawns. Fuerza stops laughing and Amanda speaks again...
::[.Amanda Hallsworth.]::
Quite finished? Ok, thought so. Anyway... As i was saying before you rudely slapped my hand... Asari and I have sorted our differences and are now better friends than we ever were. She's got my back, and i sure as hell have hers... And thats a message to Samantha aswell... Come NeXuS, Asari will be better than ever, and you'll see why they call her the Asian Spitfire.
Amanda lowers the mic, a smirk on her face. Fuerza begins to speak to her without the mic, Amanda just continue's to smirk, and waits for either Fuerza to speak again, or Asari to come out.
(Asari)
The crowd begin to cheer loudly and point up the ramp. Amanda and the Mexican Menace both look as well. Atop the ramp is Asari Hokuto, no ring music and no bright beeming smile. She stands there for several moments, not moving a muscle as as the camera zooms in to show her various bruises, cuts and bandages.
Darrell:uh oh, he has done it now!
Devin:I can not believe she is going to come out here after what happened to her. How can she even look at the fans?
She walks down the ramp gingerly, showing obvious pain with each step. As she gets nearer, the Menace points and laughs at her, enjoying the site of Asari in such a condition. Amanda stares a hole through him causing him to get a not so fresh feeling. He slowly backs away with a slight smirk as Asari rolls under the ropes and stands up. A stage hand tosses her a mic too.
Asari:Fagza, I hate to do this, but I gotta give you some credit. It takes guts to show your face again here...or anywhere for that matter, after you got your ass kicked so bad by Amanda. It is probably a good thing you didn't make it back to "may-he-co", your amigos, your familia would have disowned you for getting beat by a woman. You better pray they never find out...speaking of prayer, this has been on my mind awhile, I hope you can answer it. Why wasn't Jesus Christ born in Mexico?
His little smirk vanishes abruptly as Amanda does the pointing and laughing now. His look becomes one of confusion.
Asari: Oh nevermind I know, i get it now....it is because God couldn't find 3 wise men or a virgin there
The crowd laugh at the insult which eats at fagza immediately. You can hear the announce duo sniggering.
Asari:You come out here with your stupid little ice pick and insults these great fans and threaten them, I won't allow that....I...
Fagza quickly interjects as if already prepared to verbally abuse her.
Fagza:Ohhhhh yeeeeeeah now you give a damn about the fans again huh? You are a two faced b***h! Not three months ago you assaulted a fan, superkicked the poor woman into the next century. You are a fake just like Amanda. Oh and speaking of you amanda, how can you claim to be for the fans when you buddy up with this fan assaulting tramp?
Amanda goes to speak but Asari cuts her off with a single hand motion, the anger building inside her is becoming hard to control, his remark about the fan hitting a nerve with her.
Asari:I made a mistake, I know it and my fans know it. There was alot of variables back then and things got weird. Face it man, you are looking at the next best tag team in the land. Drop the lame ass attempt to drive a wedge. The slate has been cleaned. However, I have always wanted to know something......what is the diffrence between a bench and a mexican?
He looks at her, Amanda then at the crowd with a befuddled look.
Fagza:What the hell you talking about, b***h?
Amanda:Oh I know the answer to that one.....the bench can actually support a family...haha
The crowd let out a pop and laughter, pointing at him and several saying "burn" at the insult tossed at him. He wildly points at the fans and yells at them while everyone continues to laugh at him.
Asari:Awww what the matter wittle fagzies? You need something to put on that burn? That was a nasty one.
He returns to facing the two women, he is seething with anger as he points his finger back and forth at the two while he speaks
Fagza:Oh you got jokes huh? Well riddle me this....what is black, blue and red all over?
The two give him a look as if he is pathedic but can not help but laugh at his hurt feelings.
Fagza:I tell you what....it is both of you b****es after I get done beating the hell out of you.
The two roll their eyes at his futile remark, the fans shower him with jeers. He then looks at Asari and chuckles, pointing at her bruises and such.
Fagza:Actually, in your case Asari, I guess Samantha beat me to the punch. Jokes on me huh? haha.
The stinging little insult hits Asari hard, her eye rolling snaps into a look of hate as he stares right back at her.
Amanda:Oh whatever Cheech, the only joke around here is your sorry ass. You have offically overstayed your welcome and if you don't leave this ring and go back to your la casa, WE are going to kick your ass all the way back there!
he tosses his mic down quickly and takes off his shirt, more than willing to reclaim the pride and dignity he lost when he got his ass kicked by amanda. He walks back and forth in front of them, yelling stuff in spanish at them. Asari puts the mic to her lips, not wanting to say what she is about to, but due to his snide remark she wants to fire him up beyond control.
Asari:Hey Fagza....CHINGA TU MADRE!
The remark stops him dead in his tracks, his jaw drops and now his anger comes to a boiling point. Amanda, not knowing what she just said in spanish, leans in to asari.
Amanda:*whispering away from mic*what did you say girl?
Asari:*whispers back*I told him to F**K his Mother.
Amanda lets out a "ahh" then instantly drops her mic, knowing that even though a punch has not been thrown, the fight is about to be on.
Darrell:I don't know what she just said but the menace is LIVID, look at him, he is about to explode quite literally.
Devin: well Asari has always had a way of getting under peoples skin, she is good at it and she just struck again.
(Fuerza)
Asari and Amanda stand expectantly while Fuerza continues pacing, raving to himself in Spanish. He eventually stops in front of them, staring a hole through both women who stifle their giggles, openly amused by the Menace's antics. He raises the microphone to his mouth while the fans begin chanting 'Arse-hole' over and over again. Fuerza begins seething, stamping on the mat in frustration.
Fuerza: I say once more, shut your goddam mouths. Especially you two Payaso's in the ring right now. You Comprende that b****es? I should have kicked your sorry asses a long time ago with you and your repetitive jokes. Especially that lawnmower bit, you really think Fuerza Salgado would lower his standards and be associated with you Asari? If you really think that you've got another thing coming.
Fuerza throws the microphone behind him and charges headlong at his enemies. He thrusts his arm out to one side, attempting to take Amanda down to the canvas with a clothesline. She manages to duck out of the way before the move connects. As he turns, Asari throws her foot upwards, trying to hit the superkick. Fuerza manages to avoid it before closing the distance. He raises his fist, ready for it to connect into Asari's face. the Spitfire raises her arm, stopping the assault instantly, pushing him back and avoiding a second right hand as he swings wildly in response to the counter.
(Amanda)
Amanda is stood against the ropes, she sighs a little and looks over at Asari, who is at the opposite side of the ring to her. Fuerza looks at them both, in a stance where he is ready for both of them to attack. A fan from the front row, behind Fuerza, throws something which hits him right on the back, causing Fuerza to turn around and start shouting at the guy in the crowd. Amanda and Asari meet in the middle of the ring. Amanda puts a hand on her hip and looks at Asari, they seem to say something to eachother, then Amanda points at Fuerza. They nod and walk over to him. Grabbing Fuerza by the hair, Amanda and Asari pull him backwards, and slam him down onto the canvas hard.
Shocked about the move, Fuerza rolls out of the ring and stands at the end of the ramp. Amanda and Asari quickly roll out and manage to catch Fuerza before he runs up the ramp. Asari thrust a knee up to Fuerza's stomach 3 times, causing him to hold his stomach and being winded by the attack, it buys enough time for Amanda to walk up the steps and onto the Apron. The crowd cheer loudly and Amanda jumps at Fuerza, hitting a direct Lou Thesz Press. She stays on top of Fuerza and punches him in the face and chest several times. In the heat of the moment, Fuerza uses all his power to push Amanda off the top of him, she falls backwards and ends up sat on the floor.
::[.Devin Bozz.]::
Oh that can't be good... Not a good choice of things to do there Fuerza.
::[.Darrell Jones.]::
I hope he has his bags packed! Because he just earned himself a first class, one way ticket straight back to Peru!
As Fuerza turns around, he is met with Asari. She smirks at him and kicks him straight in the Jaw, connecting with a Superkick. Fuerza seems to stay stood up for a few seconds, then he drops to his knee's. His eyes seem to glaze over a little. Amanda stood up from the floor, but while the was sat down, she reached under the ring and pulled out a steel chair..
::[.Devin Bozz.]::
Oh no... What is she going to do with that chair?
::[.Darrell Jones.]::
Well there's only one thing she can do. Besides sit on it...
Amanda walks to the side of Asari. Asari gives her a look as if to say, ''what are you doing?'', but Amanda ignores it and tells her to keep held of Fuerza. Asari moves behind Fuerza and grabs him by his hair, making sure he stays on his knees and doesn't move. Amanda taps the chair on the floor a couple of times and then raises it above her shoulder. As she goes to swing the chair, she lowers it and opens it up, places it on the floor and sits on it. There is a slight laugh from the crowd as a close up shot of Fuerza's face, which is scrunched up, his eyes closed, is shown on the big screen. He realises he hasn't been hit, so he opens one eye only, to see Amanda say on the chair infront of him. A stage hand passes her another mic and she raises it to her lips...
::[.Amanda Hallsworth.]::
Can you not take a hint, Fagza? These fans hated you when you were here before, and they STILL hate you now... I sent you to Peru once, and im going to do it again. But this time, your never coming back, and if you do, it won't be a crate i will be putting you in... It'll be a damn hospital bed!
Fuerza struggles around a bit and tries to get to his feet, but Asari rams her knee into his back, warning him not to even try. Amanda laughs at him and stands to her feet, she leaves the mic on the barracades. She places the chair where there is a bit more space and goes back over to Fuerza. Both her and Asari lift him to his feet and drag him a little closer to the chair. They apply a front face lock to Fuerza and look at eachother, after nodding once, they lift him up and hit a double vertical suplex. Although the chair was behind them, so Fuerza lands back first onto it. The chair collapses from the weight of Fuerza and the impact he hit it with and he now lays on the floor, rolling around in pain.
::[.Darrell Jones.]::
Oh my God! I can't beleive that! Fuerza hit that chair with such Impact!
::[.Devin Bozz.]::
What a double team by Amanda and Asari. Looks like they really do work well as a team.
Amanda and Asari stand side by side, looking down at Fuerza. Amanda moves backwards and picks the mic back up off the barracades and raises it to her lips once more.
::[.Amanda Hallsworth.]::
Take this here as a Message to every tag team in the back... Together, Asari and I, are AH2... You do the math. And as for you Fuerza.. I only have one thing to say, or... We do...
Amanda moves over to Asari and raises it up so the mic is between them, so they can both speak through it.
::[.Amanda and Asari.]::
Have a nice time in Peru!
::[.Amanda Hallsworth.]::
Boys... Take him away!
From the backstage area walks Four bodyguards. They walk in two's.. Two in front, and two behind. When they get to Fuerza, he tries to make a run for it, but he is pulled back by his hair by one of the men. All four of them drag him up the ramp, literally. His feet don't touch the ground and he is shouting at Amanda and Asari. They, however, stand at the bottom of the ramp waving to Fuerza and laughing. 'Migrate' by Mariah Carey hits the PA System and the two walk up the ramp. The crowd are cheering loudly as they go. Amanda and Asari go to each side of the ramp to clap hands with some of the fans and then stand at the top of the ramp with their arms raised as the camera fades to black...
Shocked about the move, Fuerza rolls out of the ring and stands at the end of the ramp. Amanda and Asari quickly roll out and manage to catch Fuerza before he runs up the ramp. Asari thrust a knee up to Fuerza's stomach 3 times, causing him to hold his stomach and being winded by the attack, it buys enough time for Amanda to walk up the steps and onto the Apron. The crowd cheer loudly and Amanda jumps at Fuerza, hitting a direct Lou Thesz Press. She stays on top of Fuerza and punches him in the face and chest several times. In the heat of the moment, Fuerza uses all his power to push Amanda off the top of him, she falls backwards and ends up sat on the floor.
::[.Devin Bozz.]::
Oh that can't be good... Not a good choice of things to do there Fuerza.
::[.Darrell Jones.]::
I hope he has his bags packed! Because he just earned himself a first class, one way ticket straight back to Peru!
As Fuerza turns around, he is met with Asari. She smirks at him and kicks him straight in the Jaw, connecting with a Superkick. Fuerza seems to stay stood up for a few seconds, then he drops to his knee's. His eyes seem to glaze over a little. Amanda stood up from the floor, but while the was sat down, she reached under the ring and pulled out a steel chair..
::[.Devin Bozz.]::
Oh no... What is she going to do with that chair?
::[.Darrell Jones.]::
Well there's only one thing she can do. Besides sit on it...
Amanda walks to the side of Asari. Asari gives her a look as if to say, ''what are you doing?'', but Amanda ignores it and tells her to keep held of Fuerza. Asari moves behind Fuerza and grabs him by his hair, making sure he stays on his knees and doesn't move. Amanda taps the chair on the floor a couple of times and then raises it above her shoulder. As she goes to swing the chair, she lowers it and opens it up, places it on the floor and sits on it. There is a slight laugh from the crowd as a close up shot of Fuerza's face, which is scrunched up, his eyes closed, is shown on the big screen. He realises he hasn't been hit, so he opens one eye only, to see Amanda say on the chair infront of him. A stage hand passes her another mic and she raises it to her lips...
::[.Amanda Hallsworth.]::
Can you not take a hint, Fagza? These fans hated you when you were here before, and they STILL hate you now... I sent you to Peru once, and im going to do it again. But this time, your never coming back, and if you do, it won't be a crate i will be putting you in... It'll be a damn hospital bed!
Fuerza struggles around a bit and tries to get to his feet, but Asari rams her knee into his back, warning him not to even try. Amanda laughs at him and stands to her feet, she leaves the mic on the barracades. She places the chair where there is a bit more space and goes back over to Fuerza. Both her and Asari lift him to his feet and drag him a little closer to the chair. They apply a front face lock to Fuerza and look at eachother, after nodding once, they lift him up and hit a double vertical suplex. Although the chair was behind them, so Fuerza lands back first onto it. The chair collapses from the weight of Fuerza and the impact he hit it with and he now lays on the floor, rolling around in pain.
::[.Darrell Jones.]::
Oh my God! I can't beleive that! Fuerza hit that chair with such Impact!
::[.Devin Bozz.]::
What a double team by Amanda and Asari. Looks like they really do work well as a team.
Amanda and Asari stand side by side, looking down at Fuerza. Amanda moves backwards and picks the mic back up off the barracades and raises it to her lips once more.
::[.Amanda Hallsworth.]::
Take this here as a Message to every tag team in the back... Together, Asari and I, are AH2... You do the math. And as for you Fuerza.. I only have one thing to say, or... We do...
Amanda moves over to Asari and raises it up so the mic is between them, so they can both speak through it.
::[.Amanda and Asari.]::
Have a nice time in Peru!
::[.Amanda Hallsworth.]::
Boys... Take him away!
From the backstage area walks Four bodyguards. They walk in two's.. Two in front, and two behind. When they get to Fuerza, he tries to make a run for it, but he is pulled back by his hair by one of the men. All four of them drag him up the ramp, literally. His feet don't touch the ground and he is shouting at Amanda and Asari. They, however, stand at the bottom of the ramp waving to Fuerza and laughing. 'Migrate' by Mariah Carey hits the PA System and the two walk up the ramp. The crowd are cheering loudly as they go. Amanda and Asari go to each side of the ramp to clap hands with some of the fans and then stand at the top of the ramp with their arms raised as the camera fades to black...
