Post by Reno on Oct 23, 2010 0:31:46 GMT 2
We return from the commercial break, we're at ringside with the commentators, Jim Ross and Paul Heyman. The XTV crowd cheer in excitement for the rest of the show.
J.R.: Last week, I had the pleasure to meet up with the Incredible Holt and be introduced to an up and coming superstar from Ireland. His name was Ciaran Ó'Cuilinn.
Paul Heyman: If Holt's got faith in him, then he's gotta be good!
J.R.: It seems some of the superstars didn't take too well to Ciaran's claim of being the next Triple Crown champion. Here's what happend...
We cut to taped footage, we're back at the training facility. Christopher Eagles is with the camera man. He's looking into the camera, walking back.
Christopher Eagles: Welcome XTV viewers! Last week, this Irish guy thought he'd be run his mouth off saying how he'd be the next Triple Crown champion. I'm going to show him that sometimes, it's better to just shut your mouth instead of saying stupid things. You will all witness Christopher Eagles teaching this boy a lesson!
As Chris turns, he bumps into a large figure. Eagles steps back in shock, not realising anyone would be there yet.
Ciaran Ó'Cuilinn: I ain't no boy, lad.
Chris quickly takes the chance and slaps the Irish Born Warrior in the face, trying to humiliate him. Ciaran hardly budges.
Ciaran Ó'Cuilinn: You might as well take a walk out o' the door, fella. This is grown up's stuff.
Christopher Eagles quickly strikes Ó'Cuilinn in the face with a fist before trying to throw another one, but the Bare-Knuckled B*stard catches Eagles wrist. He begins to tighten the grip. The Incredible Holt appears from off-screen, clapping at Eagles attempt.
The Incredible Holt: So nice of you to join us, Eagles, considering you were not even invited. Shame you won't be able to stay much longer...
Holt nods to Ó'Cuilinn, who tightens the grip on Eagles wrist even more as Eagles drops to his knees.
The Incredible Holt: You mention about coming to teach a lesson, but you need to be taught some lessons on manners and common sense. Since you've come here looking for trouble, we'll make it worth while...
Ciaran Ó'Cuilinn brings his right fist back, launching it into the face of Christopher Eagles. Ó'Cuilinn lets go of Eagles wrist, as Chris falls backwards. The Irishman takes advantage of the situation, mounting the former three-time Television champion. The Cerebral Celtic Assassin places his left hand around the neck of Eagles, bringing his right fist back and pounding it into the face of Chris. Ó'Cuilinn repeats the punches another three times, blooding Eagles slightly. The Irishman brings his fist back once more...
The Incredible Holt: That's enough. I think Eagles may have learned his lesson by now... Lift him up.
Ciaran stands up, pulling Eagles with him aggressively.
The Incredible Holt: Show him the door.
Ó'Cuilinn places his arm around Chris's neck, placing him in a sleeper hold. He begins to drag Eagles over towards the entrance, Eagles tries to struggle, but has no success. Holt opens the door as Ciaran throws Eagles out onto the concrete.
Ciaran Ó'Cuilinn: Ye betta not show your face around here again, lad.
The Incredible Holt: Take that beating to lock room, Eagles. Take it to show that little punks like you are nothing compared to Ciaran Ó'Cuilinn. They're welcome to try, but they're all going to suffer the same fate as you.
Ciaran Ó'Cuilinn: Now get back to where ye crawled from, fella. Don't want you blockin' the door way while lookin' like that. Get back and tell yer buddies that Ciaran Ó'Cuilinn is comin', and they betta all be ready.
The Incredible Holt pats Ciaran on the shoulder, as they walk off-screen, showing Eagles on the floor looking extremely angry and embarrassed before we cut to...
J.R.: Last week, I had the pleasure to meet up with the Incredible Holt and be introduced to an up and coming superstar from Ireland. His name was Ciaran Ó'Cuilinn.
Paul Heyman: If Holt's got faith in him, then he's gotta be good!
J.R.: It seems some of the superstars didn't take too well to Ciaran's claim of being the next Triple Crown champion. Here's what happend...
We cut to taped footage, we're back at the training facility. Christopher Eagles is with the camera man. He's looking into the camera, walking back.
Christopher Eagles: Welcome XTV viewers! Last week, this Irish guy thought he'd be run his mouth off saying how he'd be the next Triple Crown champion. I'm going to show him that sometimes, it's better to just shut your mouth instead of saying stupid things. You will all witness Christopher Eagles teaching this boy a lesson!
As Chris turns, he bumps into a large figure. Eagles steps back in shock, not realising anyone would be there yet.
Ciaran Ó'Cuilinn: I ain't no boy, lad.
Chris quickly takes the chance and slaps the Irish Born Warrior in the face, trying to humiliate him. Ciaran hardly budges.
Ciaran Ó'Cuilinn: You might as well take a walk out o' the door, fella. This is grown up's stuff.
Christopher Eagles quickly strikes Ó'Cuilinn in the face with a fist before trying to throw another one, but the Bare-Knuckled B*stard catches Eagles wrist. He begins to tighten the grip. The Incredible Holt appears from off-screen, clapping at Eagles attempt.
The Incredible Holt: So nice of you to join us, Eagles, considering you were not even invited. Shame you won't be able to stay much longer...
Holt nods to Ó'Cuilinn, who tightens the grip on Eagles wrist even more as Eagles drops to his knees.
The Incredible Holt: You mention about coming to teach a lesson, but you need to be taught some lessons on manners and common sense. Since you've come here looking for trouble, we'll make it worth while...
Ciaran Ó'Cuilinn brings his right fist back, launching it into the face of Christopher Eagles. Ó'Cuilinn lets go of Eagles wrist, as Chris falls backwards. The Irishman takes advantage of the situation, mounting the former three-time Television champion. The Cerebral Celtic Assassin places his left hand around the neck of Eagles, bringing his right fist back and pounding it into the face of Chris. Ó'Cuilinn repeats the punches another three times, blooding Eagles slightly. The Irishman brings his fist back once more...
The Incredible Holt: That's enough. I think Eagles may have learned his lesson by now... Lift him up.
Ciaran stands up, pulling Eagles with him aggressively.
The Incredible Holt: Show him the door.
Ó'Cuilinn places his arm around Chris's neck, placing him in a sleeper hold. He begins to drag Eagles over towards the entrance, Eagles tries to struggle, but has no success. Holt opens the door as Ciaran throws Eagles out onto the concrete.
Ciaran Ó'Cuilinn: Ye betta not show your face around here again, lad.
The Incredible Holt: Take that beating to lock room, Eagles. Take it to show that little punks like you are nothing compared to Ciaran Ó'Cuilinn. They're welcome to try, but they're all going to suffer the same fate as you.
Ciaran Ó'Cuilinn: Now get back to where ye crawled from, fella. Don't want you blockin' the door way while lookin' like that. Get back and tell yer buddies that Ciaran Ó'Cuilinn is comin', and they betta all be ready.
The Incredible Holt pats Ciaran on the shoulder, as they walk off-screen, showing Eagles on the floor looking extremely angry and embarrassed before we cut to...
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