Two By Two (Lionheart/Tag Teams)

[DARKSIDE]

As seems to be their habit lately, Nightmare and "Doctor" Death have come out and taken over the ring, running the two jobbers away who had been conducting a match. Oddly, more of the crowd seems to be cheering for them lately. Both of the demonic giants taunt the fans from opposite corners of the ring...

You didn't really "want" to see those two rodents pawing away at each other, did you? Heh heh... When "Doc" and I have something to say, it can't wait. This is OUR ring! We own you all, whether you like it, or not. There is no negotiation. The time of your extinction looms closer with each passing day, and we are the bringers of your demise!

Tell 'em, "Doc"![/b]

Why does that sound so familiar? Have you been watching old videos again?

Actually, Nightmare is dead on. The mood he is setting is totally accurate. You see, his paraphrased quote is one that was once used by a certain tag team from long ago. Think of it as his way of expressing interest. An interest that I also share.

It seems that Mr. Lionheart has a bug up his arse about some kind of "tag team initiative" here in I:W. There is even a rumor that the long vacant tag team championship is going to become active once again. Titles that will eventually fall into our hands. It's inevitable, humans! Once Nightmare and I have decimated all other possible teams....Lionheart will have no choice but to hand the tag titles over to Darkside! It has happened more times in the past than either of us care to fathom. We once even held the tag team championship in another company for 17 months straight. We retired the belts after the place went belly-up due to poor management. Sort of how we all ended up....here. Consider that a little history lesson for you all in the back. Most of you know Darkside's reputation, and that's bad news for you! You see, meat puppets...history has a nasty way of repeating itself.[/b]

Correct! Let me explain loud and clear so everyone is able to hear and understand.

LIONHEART!! Whatever this plan of yours is. WE....WANT.....IN!![/b]

[Chris Lionheart]

"Lie To Me" hits and Chris Lionheart walks out to the ring, sizing up his chances against the hulking behemoths. His chances were NOT good!

Gentlemen, what can I do for you tonight? No, wait, lemme guess. You guys want the tag titles reinstated, am I right? Well I 'could' do that. It's within my power to do so. Buuuut... I don't want to. You see we had tag titles at one point in time. We had a pair for the boys and a pair for the girls, and everything was all lollipops and rainbows and puppy dog farts, for a while anyway. And then that buzz in the locker room, who were excited about tag action died down. And I made the call to shelve both sets of tag straps. I can see that you're interested. But it's not just about one team. It's about a small army of teams being active, and staying active. Before I would ever even consider bringing back the belts. Maybe next year, eh?

[DARKSIDE]

Nightmare paces around the ring, taking in every word from Lionheart's mouth. Death just stands there, glaring, and waiting his turn to respond....

Hmmm... Next year? The Hell you say! But, I can see why you'd want to curtail any of the rumors we have heard and back-pedal your way out of this. Two reasons.... You couldn't handle Darkside leading your company's tag team division, and....you're scared shitless of what will happen to the rest of your "boys" when they face us in this ring as a team. They barely survive against us one on one. With our efforts doubled, it will take an act of your imaginary "God" to get them out of here in one piece!

You see, Lionheart. We are not patient beings. Nightmare and I know what we want, and we will take it, by any means necessary. Don't be a fool! Do not put off until next year what you can so easily do tonight. There have got to be others back there with a similar mindset to ours. Bring back the tag titles, and dangle them like a shiny, golden carrot in front of their faces. It won't take long to whip the whole locker room into a feeding frenzy. The glitter of gold has more effect than blood in the water to the sharks back in that locker room....and that includes the two Megalodons standing before you in this ring!

So, I say to you, Lionheart. If you have so much power, then go find a team....any two of the Neanderthals lurking backstage...and feed them to us. Let the entire roster see fit to pair up and bring the tag team division into the spotlight like you've never seen before! This is only the beginning. Let them all march to this ring...two by two, like that "army" you spoke of...and declare war on one another until only one team is left standing.

We are already here, and you know what we want, Lionheart. GIVE US....what we want. For, if you cannot deliver that which we have requested before this night is over....

Well, let's just say that would be very "bad for business".[/b]

Death grabs Nightmare's shoulder and motions for him to leave with him. They both exit the ring and walk up the ramp. As they reach the stage, both of them turn around and stare down Lionheart for a moment or two before finally heading backstage.

[SoCal Society]

The opening riff to a fresh song hits the P.A. system, new to all of TNB. As Darkside leaves and makes their way past the curtains, they bump into new guys. Little Jordan Sherill and big Dallas Sampson walk past them, both with big grins. As they pass, Jordan hollers..

Ya snooze, ya lose, dweebs! We'll be out their waitin' for some tag team challenge while you goonies circle jerk it!

With that said, he busts through the curtains arms extended in the air. Dallas, still backstage sizes the two giants up. He was a large man himself, not freakishly big, but a damn nice frame on him. He shakes his head in disgust at the two men issuing a challenge and then leaving. He continues out through the curtains. Jordan already in the ring with a microphone, he continues after his little buddy and slides under the ropes to join him. Jordan climbs up onto a turnbuckle and sits at the top, with Dallas Sampson standing in front of him with his arms crossed.

Hey ho Innovation:Wrestling! What the hell is good, folks?

The fans pop at a mention of the crowd in attendance. Jordy raises his arms up to absorb the lovin'.

So, I know we're complete rooks to you guys, we're basically no ones, right? Just two punk kids lookin' for some dolla dolla bills, ya'll? Think that, you'll be shown reality so damn quick. What we care about is competition. We care about competing and giving you a show. We care about winning in fashion, so buckle the hell up, America!

Again, another pop from the proud patriots here in the great Red, White, and Blue. Dallas turns to him and reaches out to grab the microphone, which Jordan willingly gives to him.

Forgive my friend here, he's a lil bit excited, as you can see...

The camera pans back to Jordan still cheering with the crowd.

My pal is so excited he completely forgot the one main thing we were taught up in Canada...

A large boo from the American crowd, especially considering douche bags like The Maple Leaf Machines once stomped these territories.

We wrestled there, we don't come from there, don't worry...

As I was sayin'! Main thing we were taught up in Canada is get your names out there right the hell away, or else you'll be forgotten like that. My name? My name's Dallas Sampson, from the beautiful state of California. My partner in crime and action here, this fella..


He says, as he motions back to Jordan.

..Yeah, that fella. That guy is Jordan Sherill, also from California. Together? We team to make one of the most damn interestin' teams in wrestling today,

THE SoCAL SOCIETY, BITCH!

They now both raise their arms.

Why we're here? For the GOD DAMN TAG TEAM DIVISION! We also heard word of this division. Our trainer told us to hit up I-dubs 'cause word on the streets, in the alleys and down in the gutters is that this place has some hype backstage for a supposed reformin' of the tag division? We say HELL YES!

He hands the microphone back to Jordan, who now addresses Lionheart.

You must be lyin' through your pearly whites if you say you don't see a point in bringin' them belts back, Lionheart! With us in your division and the crowd at our backs, the ratings would be through the freakin' roof. I know you're a business guy as well as a wrestling guy, so lemme paint the picture out for you real damn quick. We, SoCal Society, come here to I-dubs, show off the best damn performances with our arsenal of moves we got up our sleeves. We win us some matches and sell some t-shirts. We put on shows that make people go nuts, yourself included. We win the tag titles you'll decide to reinstate after seeing us go at it, and then you make some solid coin. How doesn't that seem like a good idea?

I know you love your legends. We all know it. Wouldn't it be nice to see The New Blood actually make waves?[/font][/center]